Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

A man was silent and his face was dark.

Su Yunqin found that he didn't seem to feel happy because of her praise, and reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips.

This man is so childish. It's terrible.

She stretched out her slender fingers and rubbed them back and forth on the man's knife like jaw. Her tone was lowered: "don't worry, they treat me only as a sick person, and you... I treat me as a man."

Feng Qianmo's frown was slightly stretched, and let her fingertips linger on her chin. With deep meaning, she asked, "where's Jun Minghui?"

The fingers stroked under his jaw and paused slightly.

Su Yunqin looked at him with a pair of shining eyes, and the ink stained pupils reflected the cold that she could not resist.

Yes, compared with those men, Jun Minghui is his rival.

"Him? What about him?" After a pause, his fingers continued to swim back and forth on his chin as if nothing had happened.

She looked so calm that she didn't even have a ripple at the bottom of her eyes.

Staring at her like this, Feng Qianmo suddenly realized that he was a careful man.

"Do you treat him as a man or a patient?"

"There is a third option." Su Yunqin slightly curved his lips, "relatives."

"..." now the man's face is darker than before.

Su Yunqin had expected him to look like this. He took back his hand, stood up straight and said seriously, "relatives are like brothers. You should be able to understand."

"... understand." The man said two words dully.

understand?

He doesn't want to understand.

However, since it is the woman he identified, he can naturally catch up with his daughter-in-law step by step, and he is not afraid of other men.

He's just unhappy... That's all.

Su Yunqin listened to his depressed tone and thought he was cute.

"Let's go." She took the lead in going out.

If you don't go, it's bad to delay your trip.

……

Back to the imperial capital, it was noon and the sun was strong.

Su Yunqin dressed up as a boy and sat beside Feng Qianmo. The carriage just stopped.

"Man, here we are." Kanazawa's voice came from outside the carriage.

Su Yunqin glanced at the man around him.

"Jin Ming, give the man to Prime Minister Lin." The man's mask covered his face, and it was difficult to understand his emotional changes at the moment.

Su Yunqin opened his mouth to talk, but he interrupted, "let's go back to Su's house first."

Jin Ming outside the carriage answered softly and escorted the prisoner away.

Su Yunqin's eyes flashed and repeated two words: "we?"

She didn't object to him returning to Su's house, but swaggered back to Su's house as they are now. Isn't it too eye-catching?

Feng Qianmo responded to her sight, "why, don't you want to see Xiaomo Xiaoye alone?"

"Well... Not really. It's just that the emperor sent someone to watch Su's house..."

"How did you get out?" He interrupted her.

"Of course... Do you want to sneak into Su's house?" Su Yunqin was stunned.

She did not expect that the king of a country should use the word "secretly".

But on second thought, he is so insidious. What can't he do?

"I have to see my uncle."

"Well... I really should see my uncle." The man nodded slightly, as if thinking about the problem very seriously.

Su Yunqin almost vomited blood, "what's your name, uncle!"

He hurriedly recognized all her relatives before he left the eight characters.

The man looked at her with a light smile on his lips, "sooner or later, I have to cry. Now I can get used to it in advance."

Su Yunqin: "

She was absolutely convinced of a man's impudence.

After that, the carriage didn't stop and went to Su's house.

……

Lin Wenyuan looked at the limping Dingbei Hou suddenly handed over, and then looked at the cold stars on his face. His expression was a little strange.

Jin Ming's face was calm and serious: "prime minister, this is what our father asked you to give it to you."

"This......" Lin Wenyuan nodded.

He knows Jin Ming.

He remembered the two subordinates Jin Ze and Jin Ming since he entered the imperial capital of ancient Yue.

Until now, he seemed to be able to figure it out.

The emperor of Tianxuan kingdom is the master of these two excellent martial arts.

The one in the palace at the moment is not a real emperor, is it?

"Thank you, your majesty. Go back and tell your majesty that the rest is to be dealt with."

Jin Ming nods and doesn't doubt how Lin Wenyuan guesses the identity of their master.

He saluted the Jianghu with fists and strode out.

Looking at Jin Ming's back as he strode out, Lin Wenyuan looked at Leng Xingyao in front of him.

His face was ugly, and he was angry at the bottom of his eyes, but he couldn't attack. It seemed that he was suffering.

"Come on, untie the rope of the fifth Lord and ask the fifth Lord to leave first."

Leng Xingyao snorted coldly. After the servant came up and untied the rope, he strode away, and his sleeves swung greatly.

When he came to the courtyard, his eyes flashed and looked at the woman hiding behind the tree.

The woman covered her face with a veil, revealing a pair of sparkling beautiful eyes.

This is prime minister Lin's beloved daughter. She is the youngest and most favored. She is one of the three beauties in the imperial capital.

He looked at Lin Xiaoyue with some deep meaning.

With his eyes back, he strode away.

He remembered that in a few days, it was the gift of Lin Xiaoyue and hairpin.

Hearing that day, Lin Wenyuan also took the opportunity to choose a good son-in-law.

……

Su Fu.

Su Yunqin took wind Qianmo and swept over the wall from the backyard of the east yard.

Xiao Yi, who was standing in the yard, quickly scolded: "who?"

"Xiaoyi, where's grandpa?" Su Yunqin's voice immediately let Xiao Yi relax his vigilance.

Xiaoyi relaxed and said, "it's the eldest lady. The old man seems to be unwell recently. He is resting in the house at the moment. The little lady and the young master are with him."

Hearing that Su Yue was unwell, Su Yunqin's expression changed slightly and strode in.

"How can it be good and unwell?"

"It's not these days. The emperor sent heavy troops to guard. Many things have happened these days when you left." Xiaoyi sighed, but he didn't go on.

It's not easy for Xiaoyi to talk about what happened.

Su Yunqin stopped asking and strode into the room.

Su Yue is lying on the bed. Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye are sitting beside the bed.

Su Xiaomo was holding a little book, reading the story above: "finally, the mermaid princess turned into a bubble and flew away."

"Why... Why did it become a bubble and fly away? What a pity!" Su Yue also sighed with some emotion.

Su Xiaoye tilted his head and said, "Grandpa, if you want to think about it, it's very good! That Prince is a heartless man, hum!"

She paused and stressed, "he's a scum man! Just like the heartless man who fell in love with my mother five years ago!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Su Yunqin crossed the threshold and heard the words of the two dolls.

Really

She didn't expect Su Xiaomo to tell Su Yue a story. The most terrible thing is to tell a story. How can she talk about things five years ago?

What's more, the "heartless man" scolded by her daughter is right behind her.

"Mother?" Su Xiaoye's eyes were bright and called.

"Daddy!" Su Xiaomo also jumped down from the edge of the bed excitedly.

Feng Qianmo naturally heard their dialogue. The eyebrows under the mask frowned and the eyes were slightly cold.

Su Yunqin pulled his sleeve aside and said in a low voice, "children have no taboos."

"Yes." He said a word slowly.

He was not angry, but he didn't expect to be labeled as a "heartless man" in the hearts of the two dolls.

Su Xiaomo ran to him and grabbed his trouser legs.

"Dad, where have you been? Why don't your mother and us? We're so poor..." Su Xiaomo's small face carved with powder and jade was pitiful.

Feng Qianmo really couldn't resist his cute attack and squatted down.

"Who said dad didn't want you? I just have something to deal with."

Unexpectedly, the man would seriously explain that Su Yunqin was surprised and looked at him.

Seeing the tall figure of a man squatting down in front of Su Xiaomo, although he can't see his true face, I think the handsome face under the mask is also serious?

"Hum..." Su Yue on the bed snorted discontentedly.

Su Yunqin regained consciousness, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"Grandpa, how are you? Let me show you." After she said this, she felt Su Yue's pulse.

Seeing Su Yue's air of being full of anger at the moment, he doesn't feel any uncomfortable.

Su Xiaoye always sat at the edge of the bed, but he didn't run to the man in ink like his brother.

She was observing, observing her mother's expression and grandpa's attitude towards the man.

But after watching it for a long time, I didn't figure it out.

Feng Qianmo glanced at Su Yunqin, who was sitting beside the bed to see Su Yue, and his eyes fell into his son's hands.

"What is this?" He asked.

It's a very small book, about the size of an adult's palm.

Su Xiaomo generously handed the comic book to Feng Qianmo.

"I wrote down all the stories my mother told!"

Feng Qianmo opened it and smiled.

The handwriting on it is crooked and round. It's very cute.

This should be written by Su Xiaomo himself.

But the little story above is particularly interesting. It is a story he has never read.

I can't help it. The man saw God.

"These are the stories my mother told us when she coaxed us to sleep. Oh, Dad, let my mother tell you a story next time she coaxed you to sleep?"

"... OK." He raised his lips and smiled deeply at the bottom of his eyes.

Most of the stories inside are sad and beautiful love stories.

Turning around, there was no perfect.

Why do little women tell children such stories?

Su Yunqin listened to his son betraying himself so easily. He turned his head and said discontentedly, "Dabao, my uncle doesn't need me to tell a story to sleep."

"Why, wow?" Su Xiaomo is curious about the baby shape.

"Because... Uncle is an adult, not a child. He tells stories to children before going to bed." Su Yunqin was distracted.

Because of the explanation, she forgot that she was exploring Su Yue's pulse. At the moment, she had to feel Su Yue's pulse again.

I thought my son should understand. Who knows, the doll continued to say in an innocent tone: "the mother can also tell stories about her father as a child!"