Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Brother Huang, it's not sister Su's fault. I took sister su."

The wind Jue dance explained in a low voice.

However, the night wind was a little strong and roared past.

The silent man in front did not speak, and no one knew whether he had heard it or not.

Su Yunqin turned his head towards fengjue dance and gently shook his head, motioning her to stop talking.

Anyway, she has to explain when she goes back.

Feng Jue danced and had to shut up obediently.

After returning to the inn, Feng Qianmo released Su Yunqin.

"Now, explain." The man said indifferently.

There was no joy or anger in his expression, but his tone was cold.

Su Yunqin was very indifferent, as if he didn't care at all.

Instead, Feng Jue danced. He shrunk his neck in fear and said in a small voice, "I'll steal the key."

Su Yunqin looked at the way she shrunk her neck and counselled her bag. She sighed helplessly: "it's so simple for us to steal the key of the moon building."

Unexpectedly, fengjue dance was still afraid of fengqianmo at the critical moment. She was very close to fengqianmo on weekdays. She thought

Feng Qianmo sat down in front of a chair, leaned back, leaned slightly lazily on the back of the chair, and asked calmly, "so? Did you get the things?"

Look at them, they must not have got it.

Sure enough, the next moment, Feng Jue dance's face was a little ugly.

"No... I didn't get it." She really didn't get it. She was almost successful just now, but she didn't know that she was caught by the North Desert King!

The man sneered, "you said, how will you be punished?"

Fortunately, he can find them this time. What about next time? Feng Jue dance can do anything.

Feng Jue danced and was embarrassed to respond.

Su Yunqin pulled her, "go, face the wall and think about it."

This can be regarded as a round for her. After all, looking at the stern appearance of Feng Qianmo, won't you have to pay corporal punishment?

She has seen a man practice martial arts and corporal punishment on his son.

Feng Jue dance was delighted and looked at Su Yunqin in surprise, "sister su..."

"Go, go!" Su Yunqin pushed her again.

Fengjue danced away like a happy bird, leaving them alone.

As soon as she left, the air seemed quiet.

Su Yunqin glanced at his frozen face, smiled and said, "shall I tear the mask for you?"

"You said, how did you get punished?" He resented her deliberately changing the subject.

Little women are really not reassuring.

Su Yunqin blinked innocently, "I think it's enough for Jue dance to be punished alone. What have you thought about facing the wall..."

The man suddenly stood up and shut her up.

He approached her.

She retreated subconsciously.

In this way, he retreated close to her and unconsciously leaned against the edge of the table.

"Why?" Her heart beat faster and faster, making her tone less gentle.

The man's thick fingertips suddenly fell on her face.

"Go back and rest. It's not early." He got close to her, smelled her familiar breath, and his thin lips raised a perfect arc.

Looking at the messy appearance on her face, he didn't know why and was in a good mood.

Su Yunqin was stunned for a moment, then gave him a white look, "then you said earlier! What are you doing so close!"

"But..." he paused deliberately, and the thick fingers that had drifted on her cheeks fell on her red lips, "you still have to be punished today."

"What punishment... Huh!"

The sound stopped suddenly.

His kiss fell impressively, but it was just a shallow kiss and left soon.

Su Yunqin's expression was confused. For a moment, he thought it was an illusion.

"Take a break." He is controlling his emotions.

Su Yunqin could see that he was distressed, but he didn't say anything. He still nodded and strode upstairs.

When I went upstairs and returned to the house, I saw that Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye were still sleeping. They looked very cute.

Su Yunqin leaned close to the two and gently slipped into his quilt.

Their two little dolls didn't build a quilt with her. It was called that they were four years old and could grow up independently from their mother.

……

Feng Qianmo sat on the first floor and looked at the black light on the second floor. He slowly converged his eyes.

"Evil wind." He whispered an evil wind hidden in the dark.

The evil wind flickered behind him and gently asked, "man?"

"Did you get it?" He tapped his finger on the table and the sound and color slowed down a little.

The evil wind hugged his fist and said to himself, "man, my subordinates are incompetent. There are many mechanisms in the moon tower. I haven't touched the entrance yet."

"..." Kanazawa looked at the evil wind and sympathized.

In fact, those who want to go directly to Deyue building to get things are more than fengjue dance and Su Yunqin. Their father thought of it early in the morning

If you rush in to get things, this unnecessary injury or death is a waste.

Feng Qianmo didn't say anything.

However, there was a glimmer of darkness in the fundus of his eyes.

Just when Kanazawa and the evil wind thought he wouldn't speak any more, the man whispered, "get ready tomorrow night."

Both of them were stunned.

Isn't it? Your majesty is going to the moon tower to get things himself?

……

It was still early. Su Yunqin had got up and the two dolls were still sleeping. She got up and went to breakfast.

I thought there should be few people using breakfast, but I found someone sitting below with breakfast like her.

Looking at the man in the ink robe eating breakfast slowly, her eyes moved.

"Good morning." She walked across from him and sat down as usual.

A man looked at her and said a word calmly: "morning."

"..." is there nothing else to say? Su Yunqin was annoyed and was about to take an empty bowl of porridge by himself. Unexpectedly, he didn't see an empty bowl for a long time.

"Where's the bowl?" She looked around.

Feng Qianmo was puzzled. He turned and looked at the second floor and said, "xiaofengzi, prepare the bowl."

No one would have expected someone to be as early as him. I didn't expect

His little woman and he really have a tacit understanding.

Xiaofengzi above answered and was about to get a bowl. As a result, she was caught by fengjue dance and two little dolls on the way and pulled into the dark.

"Princess..." xiaofengzi was stunned.

The wind Jue dance stretched out his hand and covered his mouth.

Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye also pulled his clothes.

"Brother Fengzi, do you understand? How stupid! How can you disturb my father and mother at such a good time!" Su Xiaomo glared at xiaofengzi.

Xiaofengzi continued to be confused.

Why didn't he see the timing? It's just a breakfast. Are they exaggerating?

Su Xiaoye said quietly: "now my mother and father can share a pair of dishes and chopsticks."

"..." xiaofengzi pumped hard at the corners of his mouth.

Is that their real purpose?

……

After waiting for a long time, Su Yunqin found that her bowl had not come yet.

"Is xiaofengzi going to make a bowl?"

Feng Qianmo supported his jaw with one hand, looked at her quietly and said slowly, "go up and have a look."

"No." Su Yunqin said, "use yours."

Then she pulled his bowls and chopsticks in front of him.

Feng Qianmo was stunned and stunned.

From birth to now, for the first time, someone took his used dishes and chopsticks and used them directly

Of course, Su Yunqin thought it was nothing.

Not always between lovers?

Although she and someone are not lovers now, they are also sworn couples, right?

The four people who are watching upstairs have different expressions.

"As I expected." Su Xiaoye looked like he was holding the winning ticket and snorted proudly.

Su Xiaomo also shook his fist excitedly, "Wow, sister, your idea is really great! Let's do it every three meals in the future!"

Su Xiaoye also agreed and nodded.

So the two dolls turned to look at xiaofengzi at the same time, as if they were threatening xiaofengzi with their eyes to cooperate with them.

Xiaofengzi's whole face twitched.

Is it still time for him to pretend to be dead?

……

So... At lunch.

Su Yunqin found that she still had no dishes and chopsticks.

The two dolls eat with bowls and chopsticks, and fengjue dance sits very far with bowls and chopsticks, which is a bit like a guilty heart.

Su Yunqin looks for xiaofengzi everywhere.

Although this is an inn, because Feng Qianmo's identity is special, Xiao Fengzi takes care of his diet. The owner of the inn has always been happy and relaxed.

These bowls and chopsticks are newly bought. Never use them in the inn.

Now she was speechless.

"Where's xiaofengzi?" She asked angrily.

"Mom, Dad's finished. Use dad's." Su Xiaomo stuffed his mouth with rice and said.

Su Yunqin glanced at his son, "are you the ghost?"

Su Xiaomo panicked on his face.

God, how did my mother know?

Su Xiaoye stepped on him under the table.

Don't mess up in the face of danger. Do you understand? Hey!

Su Yunqin narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly: "Dabao, Xiaobao, you all have a share, right? And Jue dance."

"Well, it's none of my business!" Feng Jue dance sat in the corner, holding a bowl and looking guilty.

Feng Qianmo looked at her with one hand supporting his jaw and smiling.

Looking at the man's smile, Su Yunqin was dissatisfied.

Is he funny? His servant didn't make this happen!

"I won't eat!" Then she turned and went upstairs.

Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye looked at each other and carefully looked at Xiangfeng Qianmo.

"Dad..." Su Xiaomo said wrongfully, "I didn't mean it. My mother is angry. Go and coax her."

"..." this boy, shouldn't he coax? Feng Qianmo is unable to laugh or cry.

But

He glanced at the second floor and said, "if you bring some food to apologize to your mother and forgive you, she won't be angry."

Really?

Su Xiaomo is skeptical.

After all... His mother is a vengeful person.

But after thinking about it, he went up with fresh food to find his mother.

When the man left, Su Xiaoye looked at Feng Qianmo and whispered to Feng Qianmo, "Dad, do you have a secret?"