Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Brother Huang, you won't and won't attend the dinner tonight?" Feng qianluo put his feet on the table and shook twice.

There was no blood on his face, and the temperament of infirmity and dandy was extremely harmonious in him.

"Man." Before Feng Qianmo responded, Siqin had made a sound and called back their attention.

Feng qianluo looked at Siqin and raised his eyebrows, "what's the good news?"

Siqin board, with a cold and gorgeous face, ignored fengqianluo and strode to fengqianmo.

"Man, I haven't seen the second young master of the Su family just now. It's the eldest miss of the Su family..."

She briefly told Feng Qianmo about the Su mansion she had just seen.

The man supported his jaw with one hand. At the moment, there was no ghost mask on his face. A beautiful face at a glance. The man's eyes did not stay on Siqin. He supported his jaw in one hand and played with the sunspot in the other hand. Junmei frowned gently, as if his thoughts had been attracted by the chessboard on the chess case.

The man's low eyes, a pair of Phoenix eyes, reflect a bit of brilliance. Fei's thin lips indifferently raised a radian.

The exquisite and profound facial features make this man perfect like a God in the nine heaven, out of reach and high above.

The man's body is always covered with a chill like bone marrow, which makes people unconsciously retreat three feet.

Even though Siqin has been with this man for many years, he doesn't dare to get close to him within ten steps.

She knows her discretion and always stops at a distance of ten steps away from a man.

At the moment, the man is silent, but he is like a peerless picture. His side face is perfect and smooth. His suffocating beauty makes Siqin's originally cold heart beat wildly.

She quickly lowered her head to cover up her emotions.

"Brother Huang?" Feng qianluo found that the man opposite had no intention to respond.

"Go." The sunspot fell, the man raised his lips, and a bit of interest was faintly heard in his low voice.

Feng qianluo was full of question marks, and even suspected that he had auditory hallucinations.

Brother Huang... He even promised to go to the dinner?!

Although he will come to pretend to be the emperor's brother... It doesn't make any difference.

The ministers didn't know that the imperial brother was out of the Palace this time. They thought that the imperial brother was still practicing martial arts in isolation. This disguise of identity bothered him as a younger brother.

As the emperor, he can't run around. He has to face his paralyzed face every day. His heart is cold.

……

Su Fu, Wan Ru Ge.

When Su Qingcheng heard footsteps approaching, he pulled a veil over his face.

When Leng Xingchen pushed the door into the room, he saw the wronged and pitiful woman sitting at the table with her veil. The looming veil created a sense of mystery for Su Qingcheng's noble face.

Looking at the cold Stardust, his heart itched. He quietly closed the door of the wing room and walked over.

"Qingcheng." His voice softened a little.

At the moment, he has some regrets.

Su Qingcheng raised his hand and covered his face. "Why is your highness here... Qingcheng has no face to his highness at the moment, your highness is still..."

Leng Xingchen sighed heavily and went to Su Qingcheng's side to sit down.

"Are you still angry with this palace?"

"Qingcheng doesn't dare..." her face is not hurt, but she lacks front teeth, which really hinders her beauty.

It's dinner tonight. It's getting late and it's too late to fill her teeth. She has to bear it.

"Well, this palace's action is heavier today. Don't be angry anymore."

"Your Highness, Qingcheng is not angry. But today's business must not stop. No matter who did it, it has something to do with Su Yunqin. She must be jealous of me."

Cold Stardust frowned a little deeper.

Su Qingcheng's words reminded him a little.

……

It was getting dark. Su Yunqin sat in front of the dressing table and slowly smeared the powder.

"Miss, tonight, will you take the young master and young lady to the silver soul gate?" Jingrong stood behind Su Yunqin and asked.

"Otherwise, I don't trust the two of them to stay in Su's house. There must be someone bleeding at today's dinner. Jing Rong, take them to the silver soul gate and then go back to Su's house. I'll pick them up in person tomorrow."

Jingrong nodded.

She is a little unpredictable. How can she send it out in the morning, pick it up during the day and send it away at night.

These two children are really troublesome.

Su Yunqin seemed to be aware of her doubt and turned to Jingrong and said, "today, when I picked up the child, someone followed me. The other party's lightness skills and martial arts were excellent. I didn't intend to send Dabao and Xiaobao back to the silver soul gate, but tonight... The situation has changed."

A woman followed her during the day, so Dabao and Xiaobao still have to go back to the silver soul gate.

Jingrong nodded and went out to see the children off.

Su Yunqin turned back and continued to raise his hand and draw his eyebrows.

Thinking that the woman who followed during the day was a woman in blue, she took the opportunity to get rid of the woman and went back to Su's house.

However, when she confronted the prince, she didn't know if the man was also staring at her secretly.

Who is so boring that she stares at her as soon as she comes back?

After a incense burning time, Jingrong came back and saw that Su Yunqin was still taking care of his clothes slowly and smoked at the corners of his mouth.

"Miss, the second lady has been urging me, saying that it will be late if we delay any more..."