Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Although the atmosphere is strange, it is inexplicably harmonious.

Su Yunqin didn't speak any more. Instead, he looked at the child. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the carriage had been driving for a long time.

After waiting for a long time, she suddenly asked, "haven't you arrived yet?"

Is it a long way?

The last time she saw them, she thought that their inn should be very close to Deyue building and should not take much time from the palace.

"Moved." As if aware of her mind, Feng Qianmo explained slowly.

Su Yunqin looked at him puzzled.

Moved?

Looking at Su Yunqin's silly face, Su Xiaomo quickly explained: "Dad said that he was afraid that Jun's millet would come to the door again, so we should move our positions to avoid being found by the enemy!"

His crisp voice was particularly obvious. At this moment, as soon as he said it, the atmosphere in the carriage became more strange.

Su Yunqin jerked at the corners of his mouth.

"Cough!" The exposed man clenched his fist and coughed on his lips. He really couldn't cry or laugh.

The son is pro in the end. He's always exposed.

If it weren't for his precious son, he wouldn't mind mentioning it and beating it up.

"How long will it take?" Su Yunqin glanced at the night scene outside the window and deliberately changed the topic.

Su Xiaoye pulled Su Xiaomo's sleeve, raised his small face and made a special expression to his brother.

Su Xiaomo was pulled by his sister and quickly said, "Dad, mom, I recently learned to read palms with Jinze millet. Give me your hand."

Looking at the child's serious appearance, Su Yunqin has always been used to it and simply stretched out his hand towards Su Xiaomo.

Anyway, the little doll can't see why.

Feng Qianmo is skeptical.

Can Kanazawa read palms? This is as unreliable as hearing that a sow can climb a tree.

Seeing that Feng Qianmo didn't give his hand, Su Xiaoye also grabbed his hand and shouted, "Dad! Don't hit the child's self-confidence!"

After that, he pulled his hand to Su Xiaomo.

Su Xiaomo was very satisfied, holding one person's hand in one hand and comparing the left and right.

Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows and waited for his son to come to any strange conclusion.

Be careful. How could she not see it?

After watching it for a long time, Su Yunqin was finally impatient and asked, "how? What do you see?"

Little sample, Dabao is becoming more and more naughty.

Su Xiaomo let go of their hands, learned the look of adults, and stroked his chin with his fat hands, a deep look.

"Congratulations, you two. It's a destiny."

"..." Su Yunqin took a puff at the corners of his mouth.

Su Xiaoye quickly coaxed: "Wow, my brother is so powerful, it's so accurate!"

Feng Qianmo smiled a little. He leaned back against the car wall and looked at the two dolls happily.

Clearly know they are acting, but still sigh that children are more sensible than their adults.

God's destiny?

Maybe.

The carriage finally stopped, and it was already dark.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a few drops of rain had drifted down.

Su Yunqin was about to take her daughter out of the carriage, but Feng Qianmo was quick. She bent over and got out of the carriage with a child in one hand.

Her outstretched hand was empty, so she had to turn her mouth reluctantly and jump out of the carriage.

"Have you arranged a room for me?"

"Yes." He gave her a deep stare. "It's up to you."

Jinze and Jinming follow behind. Looking at the way they pretend to be estranged, Jinze quickly pulls Jinming.

"How can it go on like this?"

Jinze's words let Jinming nod gently, "unfortunately, we can't help."

Who can solve the existence of Gu king and Gu queen?

……

Su Yunqin took Su Xiaoye to choose a room, and Su Xiaomo followed Feng Qianmo to the next room.

When the door closed, Su Yunqin wiped Su Xiaoye's face and washed, "well, go to bed!"

Su Xiaoye obediently climbed onto the bed and covered his small body with a quilt, revealing a pretty little face.

"Mother." She called Su Yunqin.

Su Yunqin was taking off his robe. He turned his head and looked at his daughter. He said softly, "what's the matter?"

"Why do you quarrel with dad? What's the reason? Dad said pitifully."

"... my mother is not pathetic?"

At this moment, Su Yunqin wants to burst foul language.

This is the doll she gave birth to in October. Now she is better and better. She will love their father more and more. She doesn't love her at all.

Looking at his mother's black face, Su Xiaoye said weakly, "where is my mother poor? Isn't my mother good?"

"..." she didn't see anything bad about that man, either?

She took a deep breath and told herself to calm down.

She pulled the quilt over Su Xiaoye's head.

"When sleeping, children can't think nonsense or stay up late."

"Oh." Su Xiaoye answered in a low voice and had to obediently retract into his bedding to sleep.

My mother is really stingy. How can she get angry all of a sudden?

Sure enough, my brother was right. Women are terrible, and women in love are even more terrible.

Su Yunqin also lay down and blew out the candle, but he was not sleepy and stared at the darkness with his eyes open.

Um

Feng Qianmo is really pathetic.

After all, the one who tolerates is the most painful.

And he is the Gu king, the one who tolerates.

In fact, she has many questions to ask. It is clear that they can speak calmly and explain clearly, but she is angry with what he said when he left.

It's hard for her to vent her anger if she doesn't punish her properly.

……

Su Xiaomo turned sideways and looked at the tall man by the window.

"Daddy."

Feng Qianmo stood by the window with his negative hand, looked at the silent night, heard Su Xiaomo's words and turned around.

In the dark, the man fell on Su Xiaomo's face through the darkness.

"What's the matter?"

He was worried that it would disturb Su Xiaomo's rest, so he put out the light in the house.

"Dad, when will you apologize to my mother? My mother said before that in many families, parents quarrel and children suffer! You should make up quickly. My sister and I don't want to suffer."

"..." well, Su Xiaomo has a way to choke him every time.

Su Xiaomo didn't hear Feng Qianmo's response, and hurriedly said, "Dad, I tell you, the unique skill of coquetry is very effective, especially for my mother!"

Finally, the man standing by the window had a slight movement, walked up to the edge of the bed and put the quilt on his little body.

"Good, sleep, dad has discretion."

The bedding knot is solid and covers Su Xiaomo, leaving only Su Xiaomo's small face.

……

Some people hesitate to linger on the edge of happiness in such a night, while others can only drown their worries with wine in such a night.

With a bang, the wine jar fell to the ground from the man's hand.

"Alas." Mother-in-law Feng walked into the yard and looked at Jun Minghui. She sighed heavily and shook her head.

Since Jun Minghui attended the dinner party, he came to her hospital and began to drink.

Mrs. Feng picked up the tilted wine pot on the table and sat down opposite Jun Minghui. Her voice was very calm: "why do you have to."

She knew he wasn't drunk.

Jun Minghui was not drunk. On the contrary, the more he drank, the more sober he became, and the mood at the bottom of his heart became more uncomfortable.

He looked up and asked, "master, did I do wrong?"

"Well, you're wrong." Mrs. Feng nodded, "it's a big mistake."

He pinched his fist.

"In fact, Shifu doesn't understand what you like about that girl. A woman with two children is not worth it. You've been with her for five years, haven't you understood? She won't accept you for five years, which means that this woman will never give you a chance."

Jun Minghui pursed his lips.

His eyes were red, but he didn't speak again.

"You, since you have decided to return to your position, you should do well. My disciple, you will be the king of the world in the future. Is it the king's land in the world? All the women in the world are yours. Why should you stick to such a woman?"

Jun Minghui pulled his lips.

His?

Get more, but not what you want.

He pinched the wine pot in his hand and forcibly pinched the surface of the wine pot to open a trace.

The Phoenix woman shook her head, but stopped persuading.

No amount of persuasion, if the apprentice doesn't know what he's doing, it's useless.

……

The next day, Su Yunqin lost sleep all night. Before dawn, she glanced at Su Xiaoye around her.

Su Xiaoye also slept soundly, unaware of Su Yunqin's rise.

Su Yunqin looked closer and found that the little girl had turned something and twisted her hips, as if she was worried about being awakened.

Her daughter's appearance made her laugh.

She got up carefully, put on her clothes and went out quietly.

She was about to go downstairs when she suddenly stopped and saw a pair of men and women on the first floor.

The woman was wearing a light blue dress, which was not gaudy, even very elegant and beautiful. Although the distance is a little far, it can vaguely capture that she is an extremely beautiful woman.

She put her arm around the man in the ink robe and shook it like a spoiled girl, with incomparable intimacy and harmony.

And the man in ink robe... Is no one else, it's fengqianmo!

Su Yunqin narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at everything downstairs.

However, it was too far away for her to catch what they were talking about.

"Brother Huang, how are you? Just lend me some money."

"No." The man had a straight face and no sympathy at all.

Feng Jue dance saw that he was so unkind and was about to speak. Suddenly, he turned his head to the second floor and saw a beautiful woman.

"Oh, brother Huang, this is a golden house. Why is there a great beauty there?"

Hearing her words, Feng Qianmo glanced at the second floor calmly, and his sight fell back to Feng Jue dance, "let go."

He frowned and his voice was a warning.

"Hee hee, brother Huang cares very much? If you lend me money, I'll let go!" After that, she tightened her arm a little bit.

Maybe the one on the second floor may be her royal sister-in-law in the future. She must try now.

Su Yunqin on the second floor squinted and saw the woman holding Feng Qianmo's arm tighter for a few minutes, and a burst of Qi and blood surged in her heart.