Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

It's possible to calculate this meddlesome devil!

Shit!

Su Yunqin's heart gradually rose to a layer of unhappiness, but now she must try to cover up her anger and lower her head with a look of fear and fear.

"This......" Su Qingcheng was silly.

The emperor was also a little stunned. "Brother, what do you mean... Su Aiqing should be the one who took the medicine?"

"Indeed, according to the calculation at this time, it could only be the prince or Lord Su who could make Miss Su happen." Lin Wenyuan watched the play for a long time. At the moment, he made a faint sound. He also found a chance to speak.

He really pinched a cold sweat for Su Yunqin.

Leng Xingchen's eyes were full of evil. He stared at the nosy ghost mask man and swept his eyes to Su Jingyuan.

"Jing Yuan, did you do it?" Now they throw the hot potato on Su Jingyuan, and he can only follow it.

"No... not me." Su Yuanda was stunned. "How could I hurt my sister?"

"Oh? That's your highness." Feng qianluo also made a sound, looking like a big thing to watch the excitement.

As soon as he made a sound, the ministers held their breath.

The "tyrant" of Tianxuan kingdom is making a noise. It's endless!

Feng qianluo seemed not enough, and continued to add: "at that time, when he went in and out of the city gate, his highness and Miss Su San rode on the same horse. He could appear so close. Lord Su never touched Miss Su San, but his highness and Miss Su San had such close contact..."

"Why does the palace want to kill the city?" The handsome face of cold Stardust was red with anger.

"Because you colluded with Miss Su San. You hated Miss Su and wanted to harm Miss Su, so you played a play with Miss Su San to frame the matter on Miss Su!" When Feng qianluo said this, it was really schadenfreude.

Cold Stardust almost spits blood.

What's the matter with this "tyrant"? Help a grass bag ugly girl?

Su Yunqin was also very surprised and looked at Feng qianluo and them in surprise.

I thought I was going to expose it, but I didn't expect to help her pour it out and pull the cold Stardust down.

Tut tut

The emperor's face was as black as ink, and suddenly turned his head to look at lengxingchen.

"Dust son!"

Leng Xingchen trembled in vain at the bottom of his heart, and his face changed instantly. He went to the center of the hall, lifted his clothes and knelt on one knee: "father, emperor, my son and minister would never do this. It's impossible to do anything to his horse? He almost died under the hoof of a horse at that time!"

"That's a better explanation." Feng qianluo said again, "it is said that the fine horse is your Highness's favorite horse on weekdays. No one can touch it. Naturally, only your Highness the prince can kick his horse."

The cold Stardust is speechless.

This man can really confuse right and wrong.

"Your Majesty." The emperor said with a gloomy face, "I will send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly. This matter..."

"Hey, it's not necessary. After all, it has nothing to do with loneliness. The emperor can decide by himself." The wind qianluo smiled, and the moment was like the spring breeze.

The girls present couldn't help looking crazy.

Su Yunqin stared at Feng qianluo's face, and his doubts would only become stronger and stronger.

This "tyrant" looks too similar to her baby's facial features, which really scares her.

The emperor's face was stiff and gloomy, so he had to suppress the matter: "in that case, chen'er, punish you for not coming to the east palace for three days. Think about it on the wall of the east palace. No one is allowed to visit."

Su Qingcheng looked up and took a look at the cold stardust.

She also lost two teeth. Do you really have to endure such a thing?

But to the slightly unhappy eyes of cold Stardust, she stubbornly endured it, lowered her head and dared not speak again.

Originally a good dinner, but now it's a panic.

After sitting down, the emperor's mood was greatly affected, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

Liu Rumei covered her red and swollen hand and looked at Su Qingcheng with a wink.

Su Qingcheng patted the back of her hand under the table as if it were comfort.

"Su Yunqin, I heard that you brought two children back to Su's house this time?" The emperor said again.

Su Yunqin frowned, the cold light at the bottom of his eyes flashed away, and said low, "yes..."

The emperor sighed heavily, but said nothing.

No one can guess the emperor's mind.

At the whole dinner party, the atmosphere was suddenly depressed.

Feng Qianmo didn't care about the "two children" mentioned by the emperor. After all, it's normal for women to have children. He helped Su Yunqin out of curiosity.

He guessed that since Su Yunqin painted his face into this virtue, he might be easy to look like Su Jingyuan in the daytime.

But... After all, it's just speculation.

At the end of the banquet, Leng Xingchen took the lead in leaving, and the emperor was ready to leave, but just took a step, there was a cry in the hall.

Success caught the emperor's footsteps.

Everyone's eyes fell on the woman who made such a sound.