Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"It is said that you and Emperor Tianxuan are looking for the solution of Gu poison?" Su Jingyuan proudly raised his lips, "I have a way."

"Oh?" Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows.

It's amazing. Everyone knows about her and Feng Qianmo.

It seems that King Gu and empress Gu are no longer secrets.

Su Yunqin turned his head and looked at Jun Minghui with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Don't look at Minghui. It's what Wang said." Shan Yun leaned lazily on the seat, smiling deeply and proudly, as if he had already seen through Su Yunqin's questions.

Su Yunqin pursed his lips.

She suddenly raised her sleeve.

Whoosh!

The silver needle flew out of her wide white sleeved robe and glittered.

As soon as Shan Yun's pupil shrinks, he sees the two silver needles flying. He can no longer sit lazily and quickly gets up to dodge.

The silver needle pierced into the chair and stood straight.

If it was a little later, the silver needle would surely pierce his abdomen.

He wasn't angry either. He looked at Su Yunqin, and the smile on his face not only didn't decrease, but also deepened a few times. "I'm a woman who likes you. It's a pity. Why are you another man? Oh, yes, Minghui wants you too."

"Dirty!" Su Yunqin cursed in a low voice.

She didn't like Shan Yun, and the guy spoke in a strange tone again and again. She desperately wanted to beat the man up.

Thinking of this, she wanted to launch a second attack, and her wrist was suddenly pulled.

"Yunqin, don't be influenced by him." Jun Minghui's tone was very indifferent.

Su Yunqin shook off his hand, "I'm not influenced by him. I just endured him for too long."

Shan Yun listened and said with a giggle: "princess, it seems that you still have some good feelings for the king! You still bear the king. Have you thought about the king many times?"

"..." this man has a thick skin.

Su Yunqin astringed his eyes and said to Su Jing, "you just mentioned this. Is there a way to solve Gu, the second younger brother?"

The actors on the stage are still singing, and the opera is mildly sad, even with some sadness. The actors did not stop because of the contradiction between the spectators below.

Su Jingyuan stood up, smiling triumphantly and arrogantly.

"Yes, I have a way here. Do you want to know? If I let the Empress Dowager of Tianxuan know that you are here and his majesty Tianxuan is here, I'm afraid I'll beat the mandarin duck again?"

This threat to Su Yunqin is actually very low-level. Even in Su Yunqin's heart, it does not constitute any threat.

She hung her head and smiled. She was almost shocked to death by Su Yuan.

"Come on, with your ability, you still want to threaten me? You're just a king without real power, and you still want to take the throne? What's more, you pretend to lose your memory, but dad doesn't want to keep you!"

Su Jingyuan's eyes suddenly changed.

Su Yunqin actually knew what he said, but he said it from his population, which made him extremely hate.

He pinched his fist.

He has today. It's all caused by Su Yunqin!

"Oh, things have just begun. Don't be too proud." Su Jingyuan sneered coldly.

……

Imperial Palace, imperial study.

The bodyguards outside the study stood in good order, and the garden was full of birds and flowers.

Once again, Feng Qianmo was called into his study by Su Peng. As soon as he stepped in, he saw that Su Peng didn't review the memorial today, but stood by the window.

His eyes were slightly restrained and respectfully said, "father-in-law."

Su Peng turned his eyes, "sit down."

He looked as if he had made a great determination at the bottom of his heart. He was no longer as casual as before.

Feng Qianmo naturally noticed something wrong with him. His eyes were deep, but he still sat quietly.

He knows that Su Peng has something to say to him.

After he took his seat, Su Peng also sat opposite him, took out the national seal from his arms and slowly pushed it to Feng Qianmo.

His pupils twitched, but he didn't reach for it.

"Qianmo, this is the third level."

"What does this mean...?" The eyes of Feng Qianmo were faint, and a strange idea came into being at the bottom of my heart.

Su Peng pulled his lips and smiled, "I recognize your son-in-law. This national seal is yours."

Feng Qianmo raised his eyes and looked at his smile.

"Yunqin and the ancient Zhou state are yours."

"Father in law." He frowned. He wanted Su Yunqin, but he didn't want the territory of the ancient Zhou state. After all, it is not easy to manage because there are mountains.

"I know you want to say that the mountains obstruct Tianxuan and the ancient Zhou Dynasty. After all, you are the emperor of Tianxuan and can't control the regime of the ancient Zhou Dynasty. It's not me! After you and Yunqin have children in the future, the ancient Zhou kingdom will be children. Now I'll take care of it for you temporarily."

"But you must take the national seal for me."

"... well, listen to your father-in-law." Feng Qianmo realized and understood Su Peng's meaning in an instant.

He just wants to keep himself in charge of the national seal.

Is this to prevent Su Jingyuan?

It seems that Su Jingyuan can't stay.

……

The atmosphere in the theatre was still stiff.

Su Yunqin sat in his seat and didn't want to listen to the actor's humming. His eyes swept to Su Jingyuan from time to time.

If she starts to kill Su Jingyuan, it will be all over.

But it's too direct to kill like this.

Jun Minghui also always felt the strong killing intention of Su Yunqin. He had known Su Yunqin for five years. He was still very clear when Su Yunqin moved the idea of killing. At this moment, he was even nervous.

He is not worried that Su Yunqin killed Su Jingyuan.

He was just worried about Su Jingyuan's things

He pinched his fist slightly and suddenly got up and grabbed Su Yunqin. "Yunqin, come with me."

"Why?" Su Yunqin pulled back his hand.

"Look, you don't like listening to the play. Let's go and look around." Jun Minghui said again.

Shan Yun tutted and sighed: "you really... Don't shy away in front of me and the Lord?"

Jun Minghui is not annoyed at all, and even has long been used to Shan Yun's strange way of speaking. He glanced at Shan Yun coldly, didn't even bother to explain, and said to Su Yunqin, "let's go."

The opera is ringing.

But the atmosphere remained stiff.

Jun Minghui took the lead in walking. Su Yunqin glanced at Su Jingyuan and followed Jun Minghui's footsteps.

Su Jingyuan felt Su Yunqin's last eyes, full of hostility and killing intention! He was not moved at all, and even felt vaguely funny.

Want to kill him? It also depends on whether she wants to die.

As soon as he left, Shan Yun changed a chair and sat down. The opera on it had been sung. He clapped his hands very cooperatively.

"Good, good singing!"

Su Jingyuan was not in the mood to listen. He felt Shan Yun's foolishness, and his eyes were dissatisfied.

"King Mobei, are you really willing to help me?"

"Naturally, or what do you think I'm doing with your soldiers?" Shan Yun put his hand on the back of the chair beside him, and his lazy attitude was a little careless.

Su Jingyuan vowed in his heart that he must die!

"However, I have a request."

"What requirements?" Su Jingyuan asked warily.

"Yes, you can't kill Su Yunqin. The king wants that woman." Shan Yun uttered every word in a deep tone.

Su Jingyuan was shocked and looked at Shan Yun strangely.

What's so good about Su Yunqin's woman that these men like it? Su Jingyuan's chest fluctuated. He endured it for a while before he said, "King Mobei, there are so many women. I heard that Mobei women are the most gorgeous and beautiful. They must be better than Su Yunqin."

"No, no, No." Shan Yun shook his index finger, "no woman can compare with her."

Su Jingyuan: "

He always knew that Shan Yun was a good friend Color, married the holy first month of the virgin country, but finally put others on the shelf and annexed the territory of the virgin country.

But he thought Shan Yun was a color that wanted something Ghosts don't flirt with beauties. Now, he still has to re-examine this man. Su Yunqin must be a woman who is useless to him. Does he also want it?

……

palace.

"Dad, what did grandpa tell you to do?" As soon as Su Xiaomo arrived in the garden, he saw his father walking in at a leisurely pace.

He jumped up and grabbed his father's big hand.

Feng Qianmo looked down at his son and held his weak hand in the palm of his hand. My son's hand is really small. I'm afraid he will crush his little hand with one force.

He remembered Su Peng's words. He squatted down and looked directly into Su Xiaomo's eyes.

"Dad asked you a question."

Su Xiaomo nodded.

"Will you be the emperor?"

Su Xiaomo was stunned for a moment.

Su Xiaoye walked with her habitual and slow steps. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment.

She found her father's problem really inexplicable.

She didn't ask immediately.

Su Xiaomo tilted his head and asked carefully, "Dad, do you want to give me the throne now?"

"No." He shook his head gently.

With such a small doll, how could he put such a heavy responsibility on his son's shoulder.

He just wanted to see if his son had this determination.

Su Xiaomo shook his little fist and thought seriously. After thinking for a long time, he nodded as if he had made up his mind, "I do! I can be a Mingjun like my father..."

"Clearly a tyrant." Su Xiaoye on one side was feigning a little.

Jingrong followed behind. Listening to Su Xiaoye's words, the whole face twitched.

Everyone knows that the emperor of Tianxuan is a tyrant, but this is the tyrant's own daughter. Is that really good?

"Dad, let's go out of the palace to find our mother! My mother may be in the theater. Shall we secretly follow her and surprise her?"

Su Xiaomo's eyes flashed and wisely turned the topic away.

Feng Qianmo slightly pondered and agreed.

This little clever ghost can make ideas.

……

Pedestrians came and went in the street. Jun Minghui and Su Yunqin walked one after another.

Su Yunqin was silent for a long time and suddenly asked, "brother Jun, do you have something to tell me?"

Just in front of Shan Yun, he was obviously tolerating.

The fact told her that he must have something to say.