After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu continued drinking his fruit wine and ignored him.

When Helian Xiao saw this, the wine cup in his hand was almost crushed.

At that time, Feng Zhuyue, dressed in a moon-white outfit, arrived late.

He had a bright and cheerful appearance, with gentle eyes and brows. He did not seem the least embarrassed about being late. Instead, he was open and frank, with a clean and elegant aura.

Helian Xiao's gaze instantly fell on Feng Zhuyue, and he asked casually, "Prince Nanyang, why are you so late? Are you not fully recovered yet?"

Feng Qiwu couldn't help but look over there.

Perhaps because she walked too fast, Feng Zhuyue was panting slightly when she arrived at the platform.

He deliberately ignored Feng Qiwu's gaze and answered Helian Xiao's question respectfully: "I didn't come late on purpose, but I happened to meet Miss Shen Zhixiang on the way here."

After hearing this, Helian Xiao smiled and said "Oh".

He had heard about the relationship between Shen Zhixiang and Feng Zhuyue a long time ago. They were a perfect match and loved each other, which was also a good story in Beijing.

Feng Zhuyue's eyes flickered, and she spoke again in a clear voice: "I am not afraid of your majesty laughing at me when I say this. I have had some misunderstandings with her recently, and she has ignored me for a long time. Now that I saw her today, I couldn't help but apologize to her. I just hope she won't be angry anymore."

There are many benefits to being with Shen Zhixiang, so naturally he can't give her up.

He originally thought that even if he was controlled by the poisonous insect, Shen Zhixiang would be willing to soften her heart towards him because of their love for each other over the years.

But who would have thought that her heart was as hard as iron, and the way she looked at him was as if she was looking at a stranger, so cold that it frightened him.

Thinking of being insulted by Shen Zhixiang, Feng Zhuyue became more and more unhappy, but she did not show it on her face. She still looked affectionate and helpless, which moved people.

Wen Ranyan took a sip of the fruit wine and his gaze couldn't help but linger on Feng Zhuyue for a few more seconds.

What a deep affection.

What a great performance.

Feng Qiwu's eyes dimmed, and he said in a cold voice, "You are so absorbed in this, what's there to see?"

Wen Ranyan looked back and sized him up with interest before saying, "See how that person pretends to be affectionate."

Feng Qiwu stared at her and smiled coldly: "Do you want to learn?"

Wen Ranyan's eyes lit up, and she casually took over the conversation and said, "There's nothing to learn."

It’s not like she doesn’t know how to do it herself.

Feng Qiwu looked at her heartless appearance, his eyes deepened, and he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, but he said nothing, just rubbed the surface of the wine cup fiercely.

Helian Xiao studied Feng Zhuyue's expression, and a hint of smile suddenly appeared in his eyes. "Look at the frustrated look on King Nanyang's face. Miss Shen must not have forgiven you yet."

Hearing this, Feng Zhuyue lowered her eyes sadly and remained silent.

Helian Xiao looked at him deeply, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he suddenly said: "In this case, why don't I grant you marriage? After the marriage, you will see each other every day, and it will be easier to apologize."

As soon as these words were spoken, the wind around them became quiet and cold.

Wen Ranyan frowned, and a layer of winter frost fell between his eyebrows and eyes.

Feng Qiwu couldn't help but glance at her with an unclear expression.

Feng Zhuyue was the only one present who felt happy, as Helian Xiao's words hit the mark exactly. He had just pretended to be weak and affectionate, which meant that he had already intended to ask for a marriage.

Even if he can't get Shen Zhixiang's heart, he must get her support behind the scenes. She is just a little girl, is she going to disobey his order?

Feng Zhuyue raised her bright eyes and was about to express her gratitude when a wanton laugh suddenly came from her.

The cold and playful laugh, with a hint of sinisterness, made people feel creepy.

Helian Xiao couldn't help but look towards Feng Qiwu and asked abruptly, "Why did Lord Feng suddenly laugh?"

Feng Qiwu was still smiling, with evil intent in his eyes. His voice was like the rain on a cold river at night, cold and sharp: "Your Majesty has so much free time. Flirting between men and women is bound to lead to quarrels. The Prince of Nanyang himself is incapable of making people happy, so why did Your Majesty get involved? And you only come up with stupid moves?"

Helian Xiao frowned, looking a little ugly.

Feng Qiwu ignored the dark look on his face and continued speaking according to her mood: "Could it be that Your Majesty wants to force a little girl to forgive the King of Nanyang? If you make this known to others, you are not afraid of being laughed at. If everyone follows suit in the future, wouldn't it be telling the world that women are not worthy of getting angry and can only accept it?"

He said it casually, but Helian Xiao always felt it was extremely irritating.

Even if he wanted to grant the marriage, he had to be cautious now. "Lord Feng, you are absolutely right. This is a matter between the two of them. It is really not right for me to interfere."

Feng Zhuyue's heart sank and she clenched her hands.

Helian Xiao looked at Feng Zhuyue and said, "Prince Nanyang, you have to spend more time on this coaxing thing. Just pretend that I didn't mention the marriage."

Feng Zhuyue frowned, and calmed down for a long time before she found her voice again, saying, "Your Majesty is right, I was confused. This is a matter between the two of us, how can I trouble Your Majesty? I will work hard when I go back."

After the matter was concluded, Feng Zhuyue sat for a while, then turned over and jumped onto the horse.

He was carrying a quiver and looked very imposing. Before leaving, he looked at Feng Qiwu deeply several times, his expression full of coldness and gloom.

When Feng Qiwu looked over, he was stunned, then he quickly kicked the horse's belly and galloped away into the depths of the woods.

Feng Qiwu sneered and withdrew his gaze. He tidied himself up and prepared to ride a horse to go hunting.

Feng Qiwu's voice came with the wind as he led the horse over, "It's time to go."

Wen Ranyan followed, and they each rode a horse.

The horses' hooves made a loud noise and the two men disappeared in an instant.

In the warm spring of April, the mountains are cozy and the buzzing of bees and butterflies adds a touch of vitality. Occasionally, the breeze blows, reflecting the flourishing spring peaches in the mountain stream. From a distance, they look like light red clouds shrouded in smoke, with a unique and delicate charm.

"What my husband said just now was really touching." Wen Ranyan held the reins and rode side by side with Feng Qiwu.

If Feng Qiwu hadn't suddenly spoken, the imperial decree granting the marriage would have been issued.

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu set his eyes on her, curled his lips, and said jokingly: "Since you find it appealing, how are you going to thank me? After all, it was because of you that I had to offend Helian Xiao."

Otherwise, given his bad temper when watching a play, how could he suddenly give advice?

"My husband, how do you want me to thank you?" Wen Ranyan looked at him with a charming smile.

Feng Qiwu's eyes were dark. He suddenly stretched out his hand, tightly grasped Wen Ranyan's wrist, and pulled her onto his horse's back.

Wen Ranyan felt dizzy and when she came to her senses, she found that Feng Qiwu had firmly restrained her waist. As the horse galloped and shook, their bodies pressed against each other, and the heat grew.

"I was just riding a horse. It's too dangerous for you to pull me over so suddenly."

Wen Ranyan leaned softly against him, laughing so hard that her body shook.

Feng Qiwu leaned over, and her charming voice melted into her ears: "Turn around."