Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Su Yunqin put down his feet.

"I'm not qualified to meet my father."

Not without qualification, but without identity.

At that time, I can only stand in the crowd and look at my father from a distance, right? Surrounded by the people, I entered the imperial capital

Her eyes gently gathered down and asked, "what do you do with these questions?"

Jiang Shengling quickly shook his head and thought he was seriously thinking about Su Yunqin's words.

He looked so thoughtful that Su Yunqin was suspicious, but he didn't ask in detail. She picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

I don't know Su Qingcheng's position in Su Peng's heart, but now that he is dead, this is the best chance to test his father.

"Since I have nothing to do, I'll leave first." Jiang Shengling gets up and bows to Su Yunqin.

"What are you in a hurry to do?" Su Yunqin had already noticed that Jiang Shengling was particularly particular about her dress today. Even the hairpin used to bind her hair was carefully selected. Although she was also very particular about her clothes on weekdays, she was not so special as she is today.

Jiang Shengling showed a little surprise and lowered his voice: "the fifth Lord invited me to taste tea and enjoy flowers in the house."

"Lord five?" Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows.

"It's getting late. If I don't go again, it's too late. I'll leave first." After saying that, he didn't talk to Su Yunqin, so he turned and strode out.

Looking at his hurried back, Su Yunqin's eyes were deep.

Leng Xingyao... He even took the initiative to show kindness to Jiang Shengling. This kind of thing obviously has ulterior motives.

Should Leng Xingyao not think the same as her?

She thought of something and quickly drank Jiang Shengling's footsteps.

"Wait for me."

Jiang Shengling had already gone to the courtyard. He heard Su Yunqin's cry. He quickly stopped and looked at Su Yunqin. He was stunned. He asked blankly, "Miss Su, what's the matter?"

"You won't tell Leng Xingyao about your father?"

Su Yunqin went to the door and leaned against the door, squinting dangerously at Jiang Shengling.

At the moment, the sun was shining on her face, especially the countless scars painted on her face.

Jiang Shengling felt that the woman's eyes were extremely cold. Even if she stood facing the sun, the cold clothes could not be dispersed.

"If I say so, don't I want to die?"

"You're not stupid." Su Yunqin held his arm. "I also hope you stand in the right position."

If she doesn't say so, if the boy really turns against Leng Xingyao, Leng Xingyao will get rid of the Su family in the next step after the emperor abolishes the crown prince.

After all, the emperor has ordered Su Peng to return to Beijing.

Jiang Shengling looked serious and nodded slowly, "don't worry, I'm not such a person who steps on two boats."

After talking, he turned and strode away.

Su Yunqin narrowed his eyes and looked at his left back. He stared for a long time before taking back his eyes.

Just as she was about to turn back to the house, she found a clear sight on her.

She stepped, turned her head and looked at the master who sent out this line of sight, her eyes slightly bright. "What are you doing standing there?"

Ten steps away, a tall and straight man in an ink robe stood there with his positive and negative hands, standing tall and jade.

He squinted at her with Feng's eyes, which made Su Yunqin wonder if he had knocked over the vinegar jar again.

Men's eyes are dangerous.

Su Yunqin could clearly feel it, but she was not afraid at all. Her steps turned to the wind and Qianmo.

"What?"

"Unhappy." He murmured three words.

He was very unhappy, especially standing not far away staring at Su Yunqin and Jiang Shengling talking happily. His heart was stuffy.

His little woman is so popular that if she doesn't take a good look, she will be bad in the future.

Su Yunqin seemed to understand the meaning of his words, burst into a puff of laughter and patted him on the cheek.

"Come on, you're not happy about this kind of thing? When I saw a doctor in the past, in the face of so many patients, were you unhappy when you met one person?"

A man: "

See the doctor? Yes, Su Yunqin's identity is a doctor.

Su Yunqin found that a man was so proud and jealous that he was really cute. She was so happy that she wanted to tease him Tune Play him.

"Don't worry, the patient is just a patient!" She took two more steps towards him, stretched out her hand and patted him on the chest. "Moreover, even touching those people's wrists and bodies is just to check their bodies."

The next moment, the man's face was very black.

Su Yunqin has long understood that as an emperor, a man has a strong desire for possession and wants to put an exclusive label on her.

"Just kidding. Do you think anyone can let me check my body?" Su Yunqin stopped teasing him and glanced at him angrily.

The tyrant's lovely appearance really overwhelmed her.

Sure enough, hearing her explanation, a man's face really eased down.

"That's about the same."

Su Yunqin reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth.

The legendary bloodthirsty and cruel tyrant really has a strange painting style.

……

Three days later.

When general Su Da returned to the imperial capital, the whole street was crowded with people.

Su Yunqin early in the morning asked Feng Qianmo to wait at the gate of the imperial capital with two dolls.

The gate of the imperial capital was really crowded by the crowd.

Someone in the crowd was talking loudly about Su Peng.

"When general Su Da comes back, the Su family will be supported."

"It's not true. Before that, Miss Su Da just propped up the Su family. Haven't you heard that Miss Su Da closed the firewood room to her stepmother, and Miss Su San is still dead!"

"Dead?"

The crowd was noisy. They talked excitedly about the Su family.

Su Yunqin heard their voices and hissed coldly.

However, because she and Feng Qianmo were standing in the crowd, the ghost mask on Feng Qianmo's face was so conspicuous that many people saw it.

Feng Qianmo held Su Xiaomo in one hand and Su Xiaoye in the other. However, people stood upright. Even with two children, they still stood out from the crowd.

Su Yunqin looked at the three people matching at the moment and smiled in his heart.

For the first time, she saw Feng Qianmo holding the child.

Not only her, Jinze, Jinming and xiaofengzi were surprised to see their noble majesty holding the child with one hand and holding the child with the other. It was really

"Mom, why hasn't grandpa come yet?" Su Xiaomo raised his head and looked around.

However, he was young. Standing in the crowd, he could only see other people's legs and could not see the outside situation at all.

"Dabao, come here and I'll hold you." Su Yunqin waved to Su Xiaomo.

Upon hearing this, Feng Qianmo suddenly put down Su Xiaoye. Before Su Xiaomo stepped over, he picked up his son.

"Ah!" Su Xiaomo exclaimed, and his small body was raised.

Then he sat on the man's shoulder.

In an instant, the world seemed a little brighter.

"Wow! I'll grow so tall in the future." Su Xiaomo shouted excitedly.

Standing on the shoulders of Feng Qianmo, everything in the world ahead can be seen clearly.

Su Xiaoye turned around and saw his brother riding on his father's shoulder. No matter how he pretended to be old, he was a child after all. He stretched out his white to almost transparent hand and shouted, "I want it too!"

Su Yunqin bent over to pick up his daughter and looked at the father and son with soft eyes.

She had never thought about finding a father for her two children before. At the beginning, she even thought that the two children might not have a father for a lifetime.

Now such a picture is in front of us. The noise of the outside world seems to be unimportant. Only the picture of the tall man holding his son on his shoulder is still in front of us.

Su Xiaomo's cheers seemed to replace all the noise and let her heart move.

She took Su Xiaoye to the side of Feng Qianmo. When the crowd saw her holding the child in her arms, they naturally let her open the way.

Suddenly, they stood side by side.

"You can't spoil children like this. It's bad to spoil them." Su Yunqin said so, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a faint smile.

Feng Qianmo looked at him and smiled, "this is the first person who dares to ride on my shoulder."

Looking at him like this, Su Yunqin agreed.

in truth.

"Well, Dad, will my mother ride on you at night?" Su Xiaomo, sitting on Feng Qianmo's shoulder, suddenly spoke surprisingly.

Su Yunqin yanked at the corners of his mouth.

"No." However, a man also seriously said two words, "you can let your mother ride on your father next time."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Su Yunqin was stunned.

Because of their father and son's words, many people looked around.

Maybe they all want to see who is so brazen in public and can say such words.

Su Yunqin helped his forehead, then took his daughter and moved aside, away from their father and son, pretending not to know each other.

Watching her suddenly retreat, the man's eyes narrowed and was about to approach, but Su Xiaomo's voice came from above.

"Daddy, grandpa!" Su Xiaomo excitedly stretched out his small hand and patted.

But he was so excited that he didn't realize that he had become a man's head.

Feng Qianmo: "

He was not only rode by the little rabbit for the first time, but also patted his head by the little doll.

Su Xiaomo was so excited that he didn't notice his father's speechless appearance.

Su Yunqin also looked forward, his eyes getting darker and deeper.

The crowded people at the gate of the city were stopped on both sides of the road by soldiers in silver armor. Soon, the road ahead was cleared.

A man sat on a black horse, wearing crimson armor and full of heroism.

Probably because he has been exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, his skin color is a little dark, and the whole person exudes a sense of rough man of soldiers.

Majestic, tall, powerful and severe.

All the words that can be used to describe military temperament seem to apply to the middle-aged man in his forties.

Su Peng's face is absolutely handsome, but now there are traces of years. His chin is still full of green beard residue, casual and solemn.

He was followed by a young general with an extraordinary appearance.

The army marched in the direction of the palace.

Su Xiaomo sat on Feng Qianmo's shoulder, constantly waved his small hand and shouted excitedly, "Grandpa, grandpa!"