Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

In an instant, they took the initiative.

If she had asked Jun Minghui to help her before, now she had to find another way to help him.

"... Yunqin, you're talking more and more. I said I would help you find all the medicine. I won't break my promise."

Jun Minghui raised his head and looked at her with burning eyes.

After five years of understanding, even if she just treated him as her brother, it was always better to become a passer-by.

Su Yunqin was stunned. For a moment, he felt that this might be the last thing that could maintain their previous relationship.

She drooped her eyes, and the fluctuation of the bottom of her eyes was restrained.

"Brother Jun, you can also ask me for other help in the future. After all, I am also the princess of the ancient Yue State, oh no, the ancient Zhou state."

"OK." Jun Minghui spilled a word astringently in his throat.

Who can he talk to about the pain at the bottom of his heart?

It was all his fault that he couldn't grasp the opportunity. He didn't grasp it once in five years.

Feng Jue dance stood aside and strangely swept them with his eyes.

The atmosphere was oppressive and she could feel it.

……

There was no movement in the next room.

Feng Qianmo rubbed his fingers on the cup, and his picturesque eyebrows did not fluctuate.

At this time, Su Xiaomo suddenly climbed over and gently pulled his sleeve, "Dad, don't you worry?"

"What are you worried about?" He looked down at the little guy.

Sometimes I think it might be better if Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye neutralize each other.

The temperament of the two children is really extreme.

One is extremely active and the other is extremely quiet.

No wonder Su Yunqin named his two children like this.

Su Xiaomo tilted his small head, "my mother and Jun millet, Dad, won't you overturn the vinegar jar?"

"..." this kind of words must be taught by a little woman.

"My mother often says that if you want to prove that a man loves a woman, it depends on whether the man will often overturn the vinegar jar." Su Xiaomo explained solemnly with a serious face.

Su Xiaoye looked at the sky.

Brother, that's enough.

Feng Qianmo was interested and asked, "why?"

"It means that this man cares about this woman. WOW! Right? Dad, let me smell if you smell vinegar."

After su Xiaomo said this, he rushed directly to Feng Qianmo and deliberately smelled deeply, as if he was really making sure that there was vinegar on the man.

Su Xiaoye couldn't help being infected by their father and son, and subconsciously came together to sniff.

"What do you smell?" Feng Qianmo asked jokingly.

"Smell what?" As soon as Su Yunqin opened the door, he saw such a picture in front of him.

The two children came up to the big man and sniffed hard. They didn't know what they were sniffing.

Su Xiaomo sniffed very seriously and said without raising his head, "sour."

"Sour?" Feng Jue dance followed him and sniffed deeply, "No."

Where's the sour?

Su Xiaoye sat upright and replied, "vinegar."

"...." Su Yunqin finally understood what the two living treasures were talking about, and strode forward to pull Su Xiaomo off Feng Qianmo's leg.

Su Xiaomo was dragged down. He shrunk his neck and asked weakly, "Mom, what did I do wrong?"

Looking at the innocent look on the child's face, Su Yunqin rolled his eyes silently. He really didn't know how to respond.

"You didn't do anything wrong. Go over there and I'll talk to your father."

Su Xiaomo found that she was despised, so she had to move her steps to hide around fengjue dance.

Hiding behind fengjue dance, he muttered to himself: "if you have a man, you forget your son."

Su Yunqin gave him a cross look. His eyes were very dangerous.

Su Xiaomo quickly covered his mouth with his fat hand.

Mother's anger is terrible.

"Brother Jun has promised that he will let Jue dance follow him. We follow him secretly." Su Yunqin took back his sight and his voice cooled down.

Feng Qianmo raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Well, good." Simple two words do not seem to have much ups and downs.

Su Yunqin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xiang fengjue dance, "Jue dance, are you really willing..."

"Nothing, I don't care." Feng Jue waved, "aren't men the same? Can you grow a foot?"

"..." this metaphor is a little dirty. Hey!

Su Yunqin turned back and hurriedly wanted to change the topic, but it was obvious that Feng Qianmo had grasped the key point.

"Fengjue dance, do you read the little yellow book again?" The man asked gravely, with a cold face.

As soon as Feng Jue danced, he shrunk his neck. Why do you feel guilty inexplicably? She stepped back weakly. "Brother Huang, you must have made a mistake. You have confiscated all the little yellow books hidden in my palace. Where else?"

"Really?" The man sneered, "if you collect it, you won't buy it?"

"Oh, my stomach hurts!" Fengjue dance noticed that the situation was bad, immediately opened Su Xiaomo, who was still holding his leg, and ran away.

The gesture of running for his life really shocked Su Yunqin.

Su Yunqin opened his mouth slightly, stunned by the frightening means of Feng Qianmo.

"Did you get your poison?" She turned back and asked again, "I don't know if the GU medicine you got works?"

Aren't there only three kinds of poison drugs? Since there are three, if the first two are useless, it can only show that the last one is the only way.

If not

Can't suppress, then they

What kind of ancestor created this wonderful thing, Gu insect? How did you think of making lover Gu to torture two people in love? It's cruel enough!

"I don't know whether it works or not. Why don't you... Try it later?" The man locked his eyes on her face for a moment.

Su Yunqin looked at the two dolls.

"Mom, when can we go to dinner? I'm hungry." It happened that a certain road was too ugly and the scenery sounded impressively.

Su Xiaomo doesn't understand it, but he prefers to eat in terms of eating and parental intimacy.

Starvation is definitely a big deal.

As soon as Feng Qianmo took a smoke from the corner of his mouth, he felt that the little guy was not good at all today.

"Just go to dinner." Su Yunqin glanced at a man's gloomy face. The rising radian of the corners of his lips became deeper and deeper. He couldn't help patting a man's unhappy handsome face.

Feng Qianmo determined that this must be his son's revenge.

Revenge him for teaching Su Xiaomo martial arts too strictly.

……

It's night.

Fengjue dance put on Jun Minghui's carriage in a decent skirt.

After she sat down, she looked around and opened the distance between her and Jun Minghui.

Jun Minghui stared at her coldly, but his eyes still couldn't help looking at her.

During the day, the woman's temperament is publicized, and her appearance is also publicized beauty. At the moment, she is wearing a long yellow waist skirt in the night, which shows her slender waist.

The woman's face is exquisite makeup, just like a noble woman in the court.

"What are you looking at? You know the beauty of this princess. Do you believe I'll kick you down?" Feng Jue dance also noticed his eyes and threatened fiercely.

On weekdays, if she had such a look, she must have kicked it.

But Jun Minghui's eyes were calm and indifferent. It was like looking at a passer-by, so she had no reason to kick him.

Jun Minghui hissed lightly, took back his eyes and said faintly, "start."

"Oh, by the way, what's the identity of that woman? Tell me. Know yourself and know the enemy, and win every battle."

"You didn't listen to them all today." Jun Minghui glanced at her speechless.

Fengjue dance was dissatisfied. He moved his body in his direction and whispered, "no, you said too little. It's not enough. I want to know what this woman has, such as whether there were other men who pursued her before, or whether there were men who made her empathize..."

"You're noisy." Jun Minghui really wants to be quarreled by this woman.

He couldn't figure out where the strength and vitality of the woman came from.

Think again about Feng Qianmo's temperament and look at this woman's temperament. It's a world of difference.

The wind Jue danced, and realized that they were sitting closer and closer, so he quickly sat upright and opened the distance between them.

The carriage drove slowly along the road, and a simple carriage followed behind their carriage, but a lot of distance was opened in the middle to reduce others' suspicion.

……

Su Yunqin put the two children in the inn, and xiaofengzi was responsible for looking after the children.

At the moment, the carriage was shaky, and Su Yunqin picked up the driving curtain from time to time and looked forward.

She was just worried that the girl of fengjue dance would be exposed with impatience

The man around him closed his eyes and seemed unmoved.

After su Yunqin lifted the curtain for the tenth time, she suddenly put it down, looked at the wind and saw that he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Her eyes moved on his face and looked at the man's expressionless handsome face. Her eyes flashed.

She thought of the man's "try" during the day. An impulse instantly restrained her thoughts and made her hold out her hand without hesitation.

Try

She wants to know if the poison medicine can be so effective.

If she ate it, could she also suppress the breath of the queen?

"Ha ha... I just... Try." She explained in a low voice, but inexplicably guilty.

Feng Qianmo narrowed Feng's eyes, and his dark awn flashed, looking at her dangerously.

"Are you inviting me?"

Try, isn't that what you mean?

"Did you take GU medicine?" Su Yunqin asked again, with great curiosity.

The next moment, the man suddenly pressed her on the soft collapse of the carriage.

"Yes, try it now?" His thin lips opened slightly, his voice lowered a little, and his voice became dull.

The little woman doesn't know how hard he endured?

Su Yunqin swallowed his saliva secretly, feeling that it was a little exciting, "then... Let's try."

Anyway, it's just a kiss. There's nothing else... Too much, right?

No wonder!