Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Su Yunqin, why?

She is now killed like this, but Su Yunqin is so happy with both children and such a powerful and handsome man?

She was unwilling and absolutely unwilling to let Su Yunqin go.

Holding the tree, she grabbed a piece of bark because she was angry.

Now Su Yunqin has picked up all the good things, and she has become the object of everyone's scorn and ridicule.

The wind in the study suddenly raised his eyes.

At a glance, it was extremely fierce, like a sharp blade stabbing her heart.

Su Qingcheng's heart beat hard.

"Kanazawa."

Jin zeben stood in the hidden place at the door. Hearing the man's voice, he immediately flashed out and glanced at Su Qingcheng standing behind the tree trunk not far away.

Su Qingcheng stretched out his hand to cover the place where his heart beat violently, and was waiting for Jinze to approach with great expectation. Are they asking her into the house?

Compared with Su Yunqin's ugly face, although she is a mute, she is also a stunning mute.

She is confident that she can attract the man's attention

However

Kanazawa strode up and said with a cold face, "Miss Su San, please leave here right away."

"...." Su Qingcheng opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only look at the golden glow in front of him. How could she give up, but Kanazawa's body obviously exuded a strong sense of killing. As soon as she was cold at the bottom of her heart, she quickly ran away.

Because he was too eager to run, he accidentally stepped on the corner of his skirt and fell on the ground.

After falling, Su Qingcheng turned to look at Jinze and wanted to cry.

Looking at Su Qingcheng's red eyes, Jinze looked away, as if he were just watching the weather sooner or later.

Su Qingcheng bit his lower lip and found that his pitiful appearance could not attract the man's sympathy, so he had to climb up and go out.

Seeing Su Qingcheng leaving in a panic, Kanazawa cut with disdain.

It was common to follow your Majesty in the palace before.

If it weren't for the empress dowager, such a woman wouldn't have a chance to climb into bed.

……

Su Xiaomo is practicing calligraphy seriously, so is Su Xiaoye.

Su Yunqin sat in front of them and acted as a strict teacher.

However, it was obvious that she was a little absent-minded.

Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye noticed it, wrote a pen, and looked up from time to time to observe her expression.

After a while, Su Xiaomo found that his mother's eyes were not on them at all. He winked hard at Su Xiaoye.

My mother must be thinking about Dad.

He seemed to be telling his sister.

Su Xiaoye nodded in agreement, raised his brush, wrote four words on the paper, and raised it to show his brother.

Su Xiaomo gave his thumb to his sister.

"Think like crazy?" Su Yunqin recovered and just saw the four words written on the paper raised by Su Xiaoye. He was slightly stunned.

She didn't seem to let the two dolls write these four words, did she?

"Mother." Su Xiaoye was embarrassed. He quickly put down the paper and showed a shy smile.

"Why do you write these four words?" Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows.

Su Xiaoye was embarrassed to explain and turned to his brother.

Su Xiaomo's eyes lit up and called in surprise, "Dad!"

Hearing the sound, Su Yunqin turned and looked at the door.

The man with a tall black robe was leaning against the door. His eyes fell from afar, and there seemed to be a faint smile in his eyes.

When Su Yunqin saw him, he seemed to realize Su Xiaoye's four words and stared at his daughter secretly.

"Dad, come in!" Su Xiaomo dropped his pen, got up and ran to Feng Qianmo quickly, reached out and grabbed his trouser leg, smiling.

His face showed a special sweet smile, coupled with a small face carved with powder and jade, as if it was more dazzling than the sunshine outside the window.

Feng Qianmo couldn't help pinching his son's pink face and took his little hand to go inside.

"What are you doing?" He had approached, and his eyes seemed to sweep to the desktop of the two little dolls.

Obviously, I saw them practicing calligraphy.

Although it was obvious, he wanted to ask.

Su Yunqin held his arm and looked at his daughter and son, because the man smiled instantly. When she watched these two guys practice calligraphy before, they looked sad.

These two dolls are so angry with her.

"My mother wants to teach us Chinese characters." Su Xiaomo responded crisply.

Feng Qianmo gently um, sat in his son's position and held his son on his legs.

"I'll teach you."

Su Xiaomo's eyes were bright, but he still didn't forget to take a peek at Su Yunqin's face, and then clapped his hands and shouted, "good, good, dad taught us."

Su Yunqin secretly smoked from the corners of his mouth. Looking at the two guys happy, he was angry at the bottom of his heart.

This is the most idle emperor she has ever seen.

Although the bottom of my heart thought so, I saw Feng Qianmo at the next moment. He really held Su Xiaomo's small hand and began to write carefully.

Su Xiaoye hurriedly gathered up a small head and quietly watched them practicing calligraphy.

The atmosphere is so warm at the moment, and the picture is so beautiful.

Staring at the picture in front of her, she couldn't help but look deeply, and then lowered her head and looked at the books in her hand.

If only... It would go on like this all the time?

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to go on like this.

After her Gu, his Gu king will always be the fuse between them.

……

When it was getting dark, Su's house welcomed a special distinguished guest.

When Su Yun entered the living room, he saw Jiang Shengling holding a jar of wine in one hand and his eyes were blurred.

"Young master Jiang?"

Look at him, I'm afraid he's drunk?

What do you mean to come to Su's house when you're drunk?

Jiang Shengling on the other side seemed to hear Su Yunqin's voice, put the wine jar heavily on the table, staggered up and walked towards Su Yunqin with some messy steps.

Su Yunqin frowned and stared at his chaotic steps.

"Su... Miss Su, you know what? My father and queen... Unexpectedly... Unexpectedly..."

Before she finished, Jiang Shengling gave a heavy hiccup.

Su Yunqin stepped back two steps in case the man's wine came.

"Have a leg?" She finished for him.

Jiang Shengling blushed fiercely and felt very heavy, "not only that... But also... The prince is not the emperor's son, but my father's son!"

"Are you sure?" Su Yunqin was shocked.

Originally, I just thought that the Taifu had an affair with the queen. Maybe the queen wore a green hat to the current emperor. I didn't expect that the green hat was so big!

If the emperor knew that Leng Xingchen was not his own son, he had raised his son for Taifu Jiang for more than 20 years and was granted the crown prince... Tut tut!

Jiang Taifu played this chess very well.

No wonder they refuse to give up cold stardust.

Just thinking, Jiang Shengling walked two steps closer to her and said in a lost tone, "you know, my grandmother... My grandmother's disease was caused by my father. My father even killed my grandmother for the throne!"

His eyes were red and his hands were clenched into fists.

He really can't stand such a dirty thing.

"What do you want? Killing relatives for righteousness?" Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows, "but I have to remind you that with the thought of today's emperor, once you know the truth of this matter, it will not only be Jiang Taifu, but the whole Jiang family."

This kind of treachery, once discovered, is the crime of destroying the nine families.

The angry look on Jiang Shengling's face didn't decrease, and he smashed the wine on the table to the ground.

What should he do?

He's in a terrible mess now.

The sound of "clang" was very harsh in the room.

Su Yunqin quietly watched him smash the wine pot. When he calmed down a little, he said, "now you have only two choices. The first is to stay with your father, help your father support the crown prince and help the crown prince remove all obstacles."

"Impossible!" Jiang Shengling scoffed.

He would never do such a thing. It would only make him feel sick.

"Then you have a second choice. Cooperate with me." Su Yunqin's eyes were extremely sharp. "It depends on whether you are willing to be cruel to your father."

Jiang Shengling clenched her fist and pursed her lips.

Now the chess game has been made clear. As long as there is no Jiang Taifu, the queen and the prince will naturally be dragged into the water together.

The next step is to get rid of Leng Xingyao.

She needs to solve these three people before her father comes back.

Jiang Shengling didn't know what she was thinking, nodded, "OK, everything is up to you. As long as my father can taste the end of his own fruit, I can."

"May have killed him, would you?" Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows.

"I......" his eyes sank, "yes!"

He knew very well that he had no choice.

Otherwise, it is impossible to find Su Yunqin after knowing the truth.

The thought of his father's cold treatment of his mother and his love of ignoring him from childhood blocked his heart.

……

When Su Yunqin returned to his bedroom, it was time to go to bed.

She entered the house without lighting the light. She was ready to wash in the dark, and then climbed onto the bed to rest.

But as soon as I opened the quilt and lay in, I felt a warm body.

The familiar man's breath rushed, Su Yunqin's pupils widened slightly, and he pulled him into his arms before he had time to respond.

The next moment, the man turned over and tied her under his body.

"What are you doing?" She asked angrily.

Didn't you agree not to sleep with her during the day?

Of course, she didn't ask.

She was just worried about what would happen if some strange "chemical reaction" happened to the Gu poison on them at night.

"What did you tell him for so long?" Feng Qianmo pressed on her, stood up slightly and looked at her seriously.

Su Yunqin could smell the strong acid from a man.

Su Yunqin hummed softly: "nothing, just something between the Taifu and the queen."

"Will it take so long?" One's face was disgruntled.

Su Yunqin groped for his face in the dark, and his fingertips outlined the arc of his lips.

Downward.

Looks very unhappy?