Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

The evil wind also heard Siqin's words, turned his eyes to Siqin, and sighed in the bottom of his heart.

Su Yunqin also looked calm and said in a deep voice, "what if I say no?"

"Miss Su, the Empress Dowager already knows your existence and that the empress Gu is on you. If you want to live and be safe with your children, you'd better leave as far away as possible."

Siqin is right.

Su Yunqin certainly understood what she meant. She didn't hate Siqin, although she didn't like this woman.

After all, this woman is the only maid around Feng Qianmo. Even if she keeps it in the face of the empress dowager, it is still special.

She didn't speak again.

Evil wind clenched his fist and coughed at his lips: "Siqin, you are out of line."

Siqin drooped her eyes and knew that she was overstepping and bit her lower lip.

Su Yunqin also turned his head. You looked at the evil wind and said slowly: "it's all right. Since it's our two things, we will be measured ourselves."

She said this and dragged along with some heavy steps.

Her body was cold, and her feet were really heavy.

The evil wind sighed, took off his robe and handed it to Siqin, indicating that the Qin was covered by Su Yunqin.

After all, this is his Majesty's woman, and he dare not go beyond it.

Siqin took the clothes from the evil wind and had to go forward to catch up with Su Yunqin and put them on her.

……

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the rich night is mixed with a clear coolness.

Su Yunqin turned over on the bed and was sleepless.

After returning to the bedroom, she changed her clean clothes and drilled into the quilt. Unfortunately, the cold on her body was still not dissipated by the warm bedding.

Turned over again.

A slight "creak" sound came from the door, which made Su Yunqin's action suddenly stagnate and looked out of the door.

As the door was pushed open a gap, the moonlight poured into the house, reflecting two small figures.

Looking at these two small figures, Su Yunqin subconsciously closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye two dolls crept into the house, walked to her bed and found that her mother had fallen asleep.

The two dolls looked at each other.

Su Xiaomo said, "how did your mother sleep here?"

They and sister Jingrong were anxious to find it before, but now they... Lie here?

Su Xiaoye gently pulled the corners of his clothes and whispered, "stupid, can't you see?"

My mother even changed her clothes. She must have gone out.

Seeing her mother, she doesn't care where she went before she was young, so she doesn't want to discuss these problems with her brother.

Su Xiaomo gave a low voice.

"Let's go back and have a rest. Don't disturb your mother." Su Xiaoye whispered a reminder again.

Su Xiaomo nodded and followed her out.

As soon as the two little guys took two steps, they were called by the woman behind them.

"Wait."

Hearing the sound, they turned around at the same time.

"Sleep with your mother today." Su Yunqin had already sat up and patted the bed.

She hasn't slept with two little guys for a long time. Recently, she seldom brings her two children with her. What's going on today worries them, doesn't it?

Looking at her mother like this, Su Xiaoye and Su Xiaomo's faces soon became happy.

They no longer hesitated and approached the bed. They took off their shoes and climbed onto the bed.

"Mother." Su Xiaoye first called Su Yunqin, "are you uncomfortable?"

Su Yunqin had already taken off his robe for Su Xiaoye. When he heard her words, he was stunned. The next moment, Su Xiaoye's warm little hand fell on her forehead and gently explored the temperature of her forehead.

Su Yunqin's eyes were filled with joy.

Or the daughter will hurt.

Su Xiaomo also quickly stretched out another small hand and put it on Su Yunqin's forehead, "Oh, I also want to see if my mother is uncomfortable."

Two small hands, said to touch on his forehead, actually touched her eyes. Su Yunqin only felt that his eyes were black.

She can't laugh or cry.

"All right, all right, I'm fine. You go to bed quickly."

She pulled off her two little hands from her eyes and covered them with bedding, leaving only the small faces of two dolls.

Su Xiaoye gently pulled Su Xiaomo's small hand under the quilt, took the lead in closing his eyes and motioned his brother to close his eyes with her.

Su Xiaomo looked at her sister like this, hummed softly and spit out her pink tongue.

Su Yunqin also lay down, looked at the two dolls, thought she couldn't see the interaction, and secretly felt funny.

"Children can't stay up late."

"Mom, will daddy be all right?" In the silence, Su Xiaomo's voice came in a low voice.

She listened to her son's question in vain and reached out to touch his little head and melon seeds.

"Don't worry, dad will be fine."

She'll never let him go.

……

The next day.

A "bang" sound came from the elegant room on the second floor of the restaurant, and the door was pushed open.

The sudden push of the door startled the two sleeping in the room.

Yuechun woke up with a start and pulled open the curtain. Just about to swear, he saw a man in ink standing not far from the bed.

All the maids and guards were silent and knelt on the ground, afraid to look up.

"Thousand ink?" Yue Chun was stunned. "Are you here so early?"

She said, embarrassed to put down the curtain and tried to cover the other person on the bed.

Feng Qianmo sneered, strode forward and grabbed the curtain that was about to be put down.

"Uncle Huang is there too?" He looked at the man around Yuechun with sharp eyes.

The man's age is about 50 years old. He doesn't wear a bun, but he looks lazy. It doesn't have the slightest waves because of the arrival of wind Qianmo.

"Qianmo, when can you change your temper?"

He didn't feel ashamed at all, and even had a faint intention to show Feng Qianmo.

The eyebrows of wind Qianmo frown and are impatient.

"Qianmo, your uncle Huang, he..."

"I'll wait for you outside. I have something to tell you." Feng Qianmo interrupted Yuechun's eager to explain and turned away.

He didn't even need to salute. He was tired of pretending to be the Empress Dowager.

Yue Chun looked at the man walking out with steady steps, and a layer of darkness appeared on the bottom of his eyes.

At this time, Feng Hantian put his arm around her shoulder, "don't be sad and angry for such a small thing."

Is this a small thing?

Yuechun bit his lips and really wanted to kick the man out of his bed.

……

Feng Qianmo sits downstairs, holding a tea lamp in his hand, his eyes are cold.

Yue Chun came downstairs dressed up.

"Thousand ink." She went to the opposite side of Feng Qianmo and sat down. "When are you going to return to Tianxuan? Your uncle and I came here specially to find you back to the palace."

Feng Qianmo turned back and looked at the woman in front of him. He only felt ironic at the bottom of his heart.

If the woman wasn't his mother, he could die with one blow.

Yue Chun said again, "Qian Mo, I know you hate me at the bottom of your heart. Since empress Gu is on the woman surnamed Su, if you don't dare to do it, how about you do it for you? Don't worry, as long as..."

"You dare!" The man forcibly crushed the cup in his hand and stared at her coldly, "if you dare to move her, Gu can also have the curse of killing his mother on his back."

His patience has always been extremely poor and will explode.

Yuechun was stunned, pursed his lips, and then hated the tunnel: "Qianmo, you want to understand. The empress mother gave you three days. If you don't leave, the empress mother married the woman's heart for you! You also understand that once the empress Gu dies, the king Gu can't threaten you."

Feng Qianmo looked at her fiercely.

His eyes were sharp and sharp.

"You'd better not let your mother do such a thing. After all, we are mother and son."

……

In the breakfast hall, Su Yunqin stared at the two dolls for breakfast. She didn't eat a few mouthfuls herself, but drank two mouthfuls of porridge in a hurry.

Su Xiaomo raised his small face and asked, "Mom, when can we go to Tianxuan?"

"Go to Tianxuan?" Su Yunqin was stunned.

Unexpectedly, her son would ask such a question, which made her subconsciously click.

Just for a moment, she thought her conversation with the elder had been heard by the two children.

Su Xiaomo nodded fiercely.

"Yes, when shall we follow dad to Tianxuan!" His face was full of longing and expectation.

Su Yunqin covered the edge of his eyes and drank porridge slowly without answering his son's words.

The elder's first request was to kill the Empress Dowager.

Kill Yuechun, this is to make her the biggest enemy of Feng Qianmo

She put down the bowl of white porridge and touched her son's head. Just about to speak, Su Xiaoye opened his mouth with a waxy and happy cry.

"Daddy's back!"

Su Yunqin put down his hand from his son's head and looked up at the door.

The man in the ink robe was striding into the room. At a glance, he saw that the three of them had breakfast, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

His eyes have recovered their deep darkness. What happened last night is still printed in Su Yunqin's mind. She reluctantly hangs her head and continues to drink porridge as if she didn't see it.

Feng Qianmo noticed that the little woman ignored him, narrowed her eyes, walked to her side and sat down.

"Dad, mom, I'm full." Su Xiaoye noticed the strange atmosphere between them, quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, jumped off the chair and gave his brother a look.

Su Xiaomo looked serious, as if he didn't see Su Xiaoye's eyes at all.

"Dad, mom!" He called them out very seriously.

They turned to him at the same time, with some confusion.

Learning from the seriousness of adults, Su Xiaomo said solemnly, "you are not allowed to quarrel, fight or cold war."

"..." Su Yunqin looked at his son, who was a little adult, and gave him a hard blow at the corners of his mouth.

I can't figure out where my son learned this.

"Oh, by the way, Dad, my mother is not happy. My mother needs to hold her high."

"..." Su Yunqin quickly reached out and covered his son's mouth. It was not the corner of his mouth twitching, but the whole face twitching.

The little guy must have read the little yellow book brought by Jing Rong.

Sin!