Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

There was a smile in her voice, but it was very cold.

"Empress mother, it's all for your good. You're an emperor. How can you be bound by such children's private affairs?"

Feng Qianmo sneered, lowered his eyes and covered all the edges at the bottom of his eyes.

At this moment, he didn't want to argue with her. He didn't even bother to raise his eyebrows.

Yue Chun found his son so silent and knew that he was in a bad mood. He sighed and pushed the brocade box closer to him.

"Qianmo, my mother won't bother you. You have a good rest."

After she spoke, she got up slowly and walked out.

When the door closed, Feng Qianmo looked up at the brocade box in front of him.

The man's anger appeared at the bottom of his eyes, mixed with a few threads of killing intention.

……

It was getting dark. As soon as Su Yunqin entered the house, he saw a white pigeon quietly falling on the windowsill.

Seeing Su Yunqin, the white pigeon raised his head and tilted his small head.

This carrier pigeon is special for Yinhun gate.

She put down her two children, went to the window, took off the letter paper and opened it.

"Mother, whose letter?" Su Xiaomo asked curiously.

He can bet that the letter was definitely sent by an important person.

Su Yunqin glanced at his son, sighed and said, "your uncle."

It seems that Jun Minghui thought she wouldn't listen to his explanation, so he sent a letter to her with a carrier pigeon.

But what about this?

No matter how many explanations, he has no credibility in her heart.

"What does it say?" Upon hearing that it was Jun Minghui's, Su Xiaomo immediately jumped to snatch it from Su Yunqin's hands.

Su Yunqin saw that he wanted to see it so much and gave it to him directly.

"Yunqin, will you forgive me? There are some things I don't want to tell you, but I'm worried that you will alienate me. I'll wait for you in the forget envy restaurant tomorrow..."

Su Xiaomo looked and read out the contents of the letter.

Su Xiaoye also hurriedly gathered together his head to see, ah.

She looked at the letter paper. Her round eyes flashed a cunning light and came forward to pull Su Yunqin's sleeve.

"Mother."

As soon as his sleeves were tight, Su Yunqin looked down at his daughter.

"I want the carrier pigeon." She stretched out her pale and slender hand and pointed to the white pigeon standing on the windowsill combing her hair.

Su Yunqin didn't doubt it. Thinking that the little girl wanted to hold it to play, he also caught the carrier pigeon from the windowsill and handed it to Su Xiaoye.

"Thank you, mother!" Su Xiaoye hugged the carrier pigeon and smiled.

It's rare for her daughter to laugh so happily.

In her impression, her daughter always just smiles, or smiles lightly, and rarely smiles so brightly.

Su Yunqin thought, maybe her daughter really likes carrier pigeons.

She touched her daughter's head and said, "if you like, when you return to the ancient Zhou state, raise many pigeons in the imperial palace for you to play."

"Good!"

The conversation between their mother and daughter didn't let Su Xiaomo listen at all. Su Xiaomo was gathering to read the content on the stationery.

"Mother, why is there blood on the last point on the paper?"

Su Yunqin came to him and raised the letter paper.

It's really blood. It looks like spitting blood. It doesn't splash much.

She thought of Jun Minghui practicing magic skills, and her eyes were deep.

"Mom, are you going to see Jun Shu tomorrow? Jun Shu is so poor. He knows he's wrong." Su Xiaomo pulls Su Yunqin's pants.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

She believes that people all over the world will hurt her, but she will never believe that Jun Minghui will hurt her.

Although his every concealment disappointed her.

Su Xiaoye held the carrier pigeon and touched its small head. The expression on his small face was particularly satisfied.

Su Yunqin and Su Xiaomo didn't notice the change of her little look. The mother and son had different thoughts.

……

The next day, Su Yunqin asked the two children to wait in the inn.

Su Xiaomo wants to keep up with Su Yunqin, but Su Yunqin refuses.

Su Xiaomo returns to the house dejected and finds her sister holding a pigeon in one hand and struggling to write something on the table in the other.

His sister's serious manner aroused his curiosity.

He curiously approached Su Xiaoye and asked, "sister, what are you doing?"

Looking closer, I found that Su Xiaoye was copying Su Yunqin's handwriting and writing a letter.

Su Xiaomo's eyes widened and her face was surprised by her sister's unique skills.

Su Xiaoye glanced at him and said seriously, "write a love letter."

"Love... Love letter?" Because of the shock, Su Xiaomo stuttered, but stuttering was only an instant. The next moment he rushed up and grabbed Su Xiaoye, with a serious expression, "who did you write about? You dare to fall in love early! Tell me, which boy dares to tease my sister!"

That look of indignation, milk fierce.

Su Xiaoye glanced at him faintly, wrote the last word and held it up to his brother.

"Here, look!"

Su Xiaomo stared at the letter paper and said, "give it to my favorite husband... It's like three autumn... Silk!"

Just read two sentences, Su Xiaomo couldn't help feeling cold for a while.

This is... Too disgusting, isn't it?

My mother would never write such a letter!

"You... You want to show such a letter to your father?" Although this is a good idea, how can it look like digging a hole for my mother?

Su Xiaoye slowly folded the letter paper and tied it to the carrier pigeon's leg, looking cold and proud.

"Of course, only in this way can I tell my father how much my mother misses him. When my father is happy, he may come to us."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaomo gave Su Xiaoye a thumbs up.

"How clever you are! What a wonderful plan!" He praised it like a storyteller, thinking that if his father saw the letter, he would be happy.

I don't know why, he suddenly looked forward to his father's reply... Would he be so numb.

……

"A sneeze -"

Su Yunqin sneezed while sitting in the restaurant and looked around.

I always think someone is talking about her behind my back.

At this time, the footsteps approached, and Jun Minghui had entered the house.

"Are you here so early?" Jun Minghui's voice came from behind with a look of joy.

Su Yunqin leaned on the back of his chair and said carelessly, "you have to hurry after lunch. Naturally, you have to come earlier."

Jun Minghui's expression stagnated, but his excellent quality still hung a smile on his face.

"It seems that you have received my letter. I've come to explain it to you."

In fact, he has a lot to say to her, but he knows better that the top priority is to explain it to her.

She looked him straight in the eye and nodded gently, "OK, you say, I'll listen."

At this moment, she really hoped that he could give her a reasonable and convincing explanation.

Their relationship shouldn't be so rigid. At least they can be friends.

"King Mobei is my friend. I admit that he did this at first just to get rid of King Xuan. I didn't tell you this, but I thought it was Tianyan's business and shouldn't drag you into the water. Unexpectedly, Shan Feng thought of you

"I shouldn't hide you. But I'm afraid to distance myself from me because of my identity..."

Shan Feng is Shan Yun's brother, who was killed by Feng Qianmo.

While the man in front of him was explaining all this, Su Yunqin didn't have the impulse to be angry.

She seems to feel that this man is in the bottom of her heart. She can only be the friend of Ping Shui. Don't make heart to heart.

Just because he kept hiding.

It is true that he saved her life, and it is also true that he established the silver soul gate for her, but there is no trust in the least friends between them.

She nodded faintly and said calmly, "I don't blame you."

Jun Minghui suddenly looked up at her, "you..."

"Besides, you've explained everything now. Our brothers and sisters have such a good relationship. How can we be unhappy because of such a small misunderstanding, don't you think?"

"..." Jun Minghui pulled bitterly at the corners of his mouth.

Her words undoubtedly blocked all his thoughts.

Brother sister relationship... Really deep.

Is that what she thinks?

"What's the matter? You don't seem happy?" Su Yunqin approached him and suddenly asked.

"... No." The woman's fragrance blew close, startled him and made him subconsciously step back.

Su Yunqin didn't sit straight. He looked at him so calmly. "Brother Jun, I'm going back to the ancient Zhou Dynasty to find Xiaobao the fourth medicine. Time can't wait. And... I have to find a way to relieve Gu Gu, so..."

"I still have a pile of things for you to take that day. Shifu asked me to give them to you."

Then he felt a small package from his arms.

It's all that grass.

The strong smell of Gu Wang brushed out and impacted her reason.

"You!" Her pupils suddenly shrunk and stared at him, "take it away, don't let me smell it."

Let's forget it. The smell is so strong that she can't control the boiling blood on her body.

Jun Minghui, this boy is intentional!

Seeing her suddenly changing face, Jun Minghui was still a little confused, but he threw things away as she wished.

"Well... I don't want it. Thank you for me, master." She can't stand it. It tastes too strong

"Yunqin, Shifu, she doesn't mean you any harm. She said that this thing can be made into medicine pills. I believe it's not difficult with your medical skills and pharmaceutical ability. As long as you find a way to suppress the smell and take it with you, you can effectively prevent the pain caused by the attack after the next Gu."

Su Yunqin's heart shook.

The man in front of him looked straight into her eyes and handed the herbal medicine forward. When he found that Su Yunqin didn't reach for it, he said, "well, why don't I take it to your inn for you?"

Su Yunqin restrained his emotions, quickly shook his head and stretched out his hand to take the grass in his hand.

"No... No. thank you, brother Jun. I can... Endure the rest."

"That's good." Jun Minghui nodded slowly, "pay attention to safety on your way back."

Su Yunqin clenched the herbal medicine in his hand and didn't speak for a long time.

She knew he cared about her, but many times, she still couldn't accept his concealment and deception.

"Brother Jun, I'll go first." Su Yunqin stood up and calmed down a lot.

Jun Minghui didn't stop her.

She took two and a half steps and turned to see him. "Brother Jun, take care."