Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Su Yunqin turned to look at the man and found that the man's face was cold, and there was a cold frost at the bottom of his eyes, which was colder than the ice cave.

"Well... Let's go somewhere else."

She noticed the change in the man's mood and whispered.

Feng Qianmo has many stories she doesn't know.

The bodyguard is still crawling on the ground and can clearly feel the strong and fierce cold from his majesty, even if people have walked out of the restaurant.

This feeling made him feel as if he were shivering in the cold of spring.

Feng Qianmo gave a deep hum, took Su Yunqin's hand and stuffed her into the carriage.

When their carriage drove into the bustling street, Yue Chun on the second floor of the restaurant opened a gap in the window and quietly looked at the passing carriage.

"Why didn't you see the woman?" Feng Hantian approached and asked.

Yue Chun pursed his lips and said in a cold voice, "ridiculous, an unclean woman, why should I see her? What qualifications does she have to see her?"

Feng Han Tian just glanced at her faintly without making a sound.

A dirty woman?

It's the best way to let Yuechun always think so.

……

The carriage stopped.

Su Yunqin picked up the curtain and found that he didn't go back to the palace of the virgin country, but stopped at the door of a spring building.

"Why?" Looking at the woman scratching her head at the door, Su Yunqin narrowed her eyes and looked at Feng Qianmo dangerously.

Aware of Su Yunqin's unhappiness and danger, he raised his lips and held her hand.

"See qianluo."

"... oh." Since you want to meet, is it necessary to choose such a place?

But... Wait!

This is the spring building of the holy women's country. There are men in the spring building. How did they make an appointment to this place?

Su Yunqin was still hesitating at the bottom of his heart, but Feng Qianmo had stepped out of the carriage first, bent into the carriage and picked her up.

Such a gesture is undoubtedly telling everyone around them about their relationship.

Today's weather is already gloomy. The tall man has attracted the attention of countless women when he gets off the carriage. In addition, he is still in a simple and elegant ink robe. The temperament of evil spirit and evil spirit is more and more charming against the backdrop of the gloomy weather.

However, when the girls stopped to watch, they found that the man had picked up a beautiful woman from the carriage.

The women thought to themselves that they had no chance to retreat one after another.

Su Yunqin nestled in the arms of men, but felt the jealous or envious eyes of women from all directions. She simply put her arms around the man's neck to show her ownership of the man.

"Can't you choose a better place?" She complained.

"This place is the best." He hung his eyes and smiled.

Finally, as the men carried them into the spring building, the girls at the door didn't even dare to ask more, and no one stopped them.

Su Yunqin was carried upstairs by a man. He struggled and wanted to jump down and walk by himself. Unfortunately, he failed.

Before reaching a room, he still didn't put her down, but kicked open the door and took her in.

Su Yunqin: "

When did her man become so rude?

With a bang, the door was kicked open, which also alerted the people in the house.

"Er..."

It's embarrassing and strange.

Looking at this scene, Su Yunqin's mouth was pumping badly.

Don't you mean Feng qianluo?

How did you become Xiao Zhan?

"Your Majesty?" Xiao Zhan's face was gloomy and ugly when he saw the wind and thousands of ink.

Anyone who is so interrupted when doing such a good thing will want to lose his temper.

The face of Sheng chuxue under Xiao Zhan's body is even more ugly. She has a sense of shame that she has been caught. Now she just wants to drill into the ground immediately.

She also dreamed of being the man's harem woman, but now

"Xiao Aiqing doesn't want to ask, why are you here alone?" Feng Qianmo went to a chair and sat down, pulling Su Yunqin to his leg.

This move is dandy and uninhibited.

Su Yunqin refused, but the man's arm was so horizontal around her waist that she couldn't move.

"Your Majesty is too sudden to give me a cup of tea."

"Oh." Feng Qianmo coldly hooked his lips, "I'll give you a cup of tea time."

Xiao Zhan scolded angrily at the bottom of his heart, hurriedly pulled down the curtain and separated his sight. Looking at the strong appearance of Feng Qianmo, I'm afraid I want to settle with him.

Silk... It's also a headache.

……

Su Yunqin sat on his lap and moved wordlessly.

"Can I sit on the bench?" She pointed to the vacant chair beside him.

"No." The man followed the direction of her slender fingers and looked unreasonable.

"..." Su Yunqin didn't know what he was doing here today. He was even confused, but he didn't know what to say.

Looking at her depressed and speechless appearance, he took her hand around her waist and let her be completely wrapped in his arms and pasted across the material.

Su Yunqin couldn't resist. He could only turn his eyes silently.

"What are you going to do?" She leaned to his ear and asked softly.

"Except people." He also put his thin lip next to her ear and whispered back to her.

Some hot breath strongly brushed her ears, and it seemed that it could go all the way into her clothes along the gap of her skirt.

She subconsciously shrunk her neck.

This guy is so tormenting.

"What about the wind?"

Feng Qianmo was about to answer her. The curtain was opened. Xiao Zhan had dressed neatly, got down from the bed and came out. His face didn't show the slightest respect, and even faintly suppressed his anger.

"I don't know what your majesty came for?"

"When Gu corrected the memorial yesterday, someone told Gu that Xiao Aiqing collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, and united with the saint's country Mobei?"

Xiao Zhan's heart sank and her lips closed.

"Xiao Aiqing doesn't intend to explain?" Feng Qianmo surrounded Su Yunqin with one hand and beat on the armrest of the chair with a very rhythmic look.

Looking at him like this, Su Yunqin glanced at Xiao Zhan in silence.

She understood the so-called division of people.

Just... Why?

Is it because Xiao Zhan threatened him now? Otherwise, Xiao Zhan had been kept by him before, but now he had to get rid of it. There must be a reason why he had to get rid of it.

Xiao Zhan held his fist in his sleeve, "Your Majesty, I don't know where the news comes from?"

"Want to know the news?" Wind thousands of ink Yang lips, Phoenix eyes stained with a trace of evil and cold.

He took a memorial from his arms and threw it at Xiao Zhan's feet.

With a bang, the memorial fell directly on Xiao Zhan's vamp.

Xiao Zhan felt a surge of Qi and blood at the bottom of his heart and bent over to pick up the memorials on the ground.

It is the memorial of the prime minister today, and even the evidence of his treason against the enemy is listed clearly, as if the prime minister was watching his every move around him.

How is that possible?

Xiao Zhan's face suddenly changed.

He is like a modern man in the virgin country. How does Gu Yuheng know his trend? Unless it's

He suddenly looked up at the man whose face was hidden behind the mask.

"You! You sent someone to stare at me?" He stretched out his hand and pointed to Feng Qianmo, regardless of whether Feng Qianmo was his immediate boss.

Now that people are dying, what else can he care about.

But he's not worried. He's protected by the Regent!

Feng Qianmo took up the hair of the woman in his arms, gently wrapped it around his fingertips, hung his eyelids and looked at the little woman in his arms. The radian of the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper.

"Follow you? Or do you follow me?"

Xiao Zhan's heart suddenly sank.

"You are smart enough to tell your mother and the Regent the news of your loneliness. How could a great general of a country do anything to cooperate with the enemy and betray the country?"

The Saint chuxue behind the curtain listened to the conversation outside and trembled badly.

Even if they are the same monarch, it is obvious that the men outside the curtain have strong imperial authority, which makes people out of breath.

She secretly opened the curtain and looked out, trying to see the situation outside. Inadvertently, she collided with Su Yunqin's line of sight outside.

Su Yunqin sat on Feng Qianmo's lap and listened to them. His eyes naturally glanced at the curtain. Unexpectedly, this sweep was a direct collision with the vision of shengchuxue behind the curtain.

She felt the anger surging from the bottom of Saint chuxue's eyes, and her red lips raised.

Xiao Zhan was in a low mood and hung his eyes. His voice was vicious and stubborn. He slowly said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, do you want to execute your minister?"

As if he had expected that the wind would never move him.

The action of Feng Qianmo beating on the armrest of the seat suddenly stagnated. He raised his eyes and swept Xiao Zhan coldly.

"You have no choice."

Su Yunqin suddenly got up from his leg, "honey, I'll go in and have a look."

She couldn't intervene about their Tianxuan country.

I don't know if it was because the big hand at the waist was relaxed, or for some other reason, she was now free and suddenly stood up and went behind the curtain.

Feng Qianmo didn't stop her. She looked at her and opened the curtain to go in. Her eyes slowly recovered to Xiao Zhan.

"Do you think Gu can't kill you?" He sneered.

Xiao zhanmei frowned and felt that there was endless killing intention and sharpness hidden in his sneer.

Has he

"Your amulet is in my hand." The man did not know when he took out a tiger amulet from his sleeve. He took it in his hand and swept Xiao Zhan fiercely.

Xiao Zhan's pupils suddenly shrunk and his heart thumped.

Yes, Feng Qianmo didn't dare to kill him because he had military power.

This tiger amulet is his only life-saving straw!

It was the Regent who got the tiger amulet

……

Su Yunqin opened the curtain and walked in. He saw that shengchuxue was like a frightened bird and suddenly pulled a pair of scissors from one side of the dressing table towards her.