Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Feng Qianmo didn't move, and his eyes fell on Su Yunqin.

Two people face each other with four eyes.

Su Yunqin asked with his mouth, "what do you want now?"

The man almost instantly understood her mouth and whispered, "continue."

"Acting?" Do they still need to play now? This up and down posture should be understood by those who have not gone through personnel.

The door was knocked again.

The man outside the door knocked persistently and said softly, "Mr. Mo, our clan leader asked Mr. Mo if he needed anything else, such as eating... Or taking a bath?"

Standing at the door, he looked into the hole he had just poked. The light in the house was dim. It was not easy to see the situation inside the house when standing outside.

But... You can probably see a big outline, a man and a woman lying above in an imaginative posture.

After waiting silently for a long time, I didn't know that a woman's delicate cry came from the house.

Warm The voice of ignorance is hard to listen to.

The attendant stood at the door and listened with a red face. If it weren't for the patriarch's command to stare here, he didn't want to listen to others in the house do such things.

As soon as he turned around, a man's hoarse voice came from the house.

"Well, you send someone to deliver hot water and dinner."

As soon as the attendants listened, the doubt at the bottom of their hearts was swept away.

At first he might have suspected that the two people in the house were acting, but now he heard that they were going to bathe and eat, and he was sure that it should be true.

It seems that Mr. Mo is also in a hurry. As soon as he entered the house, he was in a hurry to give women, wash, bathe, eat and so on.

When the attendants left, the house fell into a very special silence.

Su Yunqin silently glanced at Feng Qianmo and gently pushed him.

She just called it out on purpose.

After all, it is not difficult for a woman who has gone through personnel to make such a voice.

When she just made such a cry, she didn't feel embarrassed. Now she feels a little embarrassed.

Feng Qianmo was pushed and finally got up, but pulled the veil and covered her face.

Because she was lying, the soft gauze covered her cheek gently, and the undulating outline of her face could be clearly seen.

"Don't let anyone see your face." His long fingers pressed against her lips across the veil.

Su Yunqin nodded.

Of course she knows. According to the style of Zhou Yinyin, I'm afraid she has painted her portrait to the patriarch now?

"Zhou Yinyin, let me solve the weapon problem... Do you have your own plan?"

"Well, naturally." He looked down, watched her lips close under her veil, and rubbed her long fingers back and forth with strength.

He came here not only for medicine, but also for the whereabouts of the Gu King's mother Gu.

I saw the clan leader today, but I didn't see the Gu king.

It seems that the Gu King's mother Gu is on others.

The man's eyes were cold.

Su Yunqin looked at him. A layer of gauze covered his face and covered her eyes, making her vision hazy.

She frowned, but did not move.

Through the veil, she could still clearly see the cold light at the bottom of his eyes.

What was he thinking?

……

Zhou Yinyin was brought into the house by Fengyu dye. Her face looked a little embarrassed.

This is the study.

Feng Yuran spread out the white paper, handed her a pen and said, "draw the portrait of your sister. Next, we will catch her in person."

Zhou Yinyin nodded.

She held the pen solemnly, but her face was more hesitant.

Feng Yuran saw her expression. She was puzzled by a fox in her heart and called out, "Yinyin?"

"Brother ran......" Zhou Yinyin suddenly lowered her head.

Fengyu Ran's heart clicked. Seeing her suddenly lower her head, soon there were bean sized tears dripping down the corners of her eyes and hitting the table.

Like this, I feel pity and cry like a pear blossom with rain.

He was flustered. He hurriedly took Zhou Yinyin, held her in his arms and asked, "what's the matter? Are you worried that your sister will blame you? It's all right. You're really kind."

He thought she was sad because she betrayed her sister.

So, at the bottom of his heart, he was more sure that Zhou Yinyin was a very kind woman.

Zhou Yinyin leaned against his arms and shook her head gently.

"No? What's that?"

"I... brother ran, Yinyin doesn't deserve you now. Yinyin is highly poisoned and may die soon."

"What?" Fengyu ran was shocked and took her wrist.

He has touched her wrist more than once and grasped her pulse more than once, but how can he not notice that she is highly toxic?

He boasts that he has studied medicine deeply. How come he hasn't even felt that his beloved woman has been poisoned?

"It's my sister... She poisoned me." Zhou Yinyin choked.

"This woman is really vicious!"

"Sister, she... Has to. I'm afraid I'll die soon..."

"Yin Yin, listen to me. There is no poison in your pulse. She must have lied to you to scare you."

"What?" Zhou Yinyin was stunned.

She looked at Feng Yuran in shock.

She even felt incredible.

Su Yunqin's medicine, she clearly took it, how could it be non-toxic?

Feng Yuran's medical skills in the whole Huang family are so good that she doesn't notice the poison.

Should we say that Su Yunqin's poison is too powerful, or is Su Yunqin lying to her at all?

"Really, I won't lie to you." Feng Yuran explains eagerly, trying to comfort the beauty.

Zhou Yinyin thought that it must be su Yunqin's woman who deliberately frightened her, so she used a pill to deceive her heart! And she herself was controlled by her emotions. She really thought it was poison.

She was used invisibly, but she didn't know it.

Su Yunqin, this hateful woman!

"I'll draw a picture of your sister now!"

Zhou Yinyin almost laughed when she thought that she had no poison on her body. When she was in a good mood, she immediately took up her pen, sat down and began to draw Su Yunqin's face.

This time, she has to kill Su Yunqin!

But as soon as I picked up the pen, a smell of blood came from my throat.

She almost vomited out and repressed it again.

Is there really no poison in her body?

……

The next morning.

After finishing and dressing clearly, Su Yunqin specially pasted an easy face mask on his face and then pasted the veil on it.

Zhou Yinyin must have handed over the portrait last night. Will the patriarch find her to ask today?

But... The poison on Zhou Yinyin, it's time today.

Su Yunqin slightly hooked his lips.

Feng Qianmo came out and caught her cold smile at the bottom of her eyes.

He just raised his eyebrows and asked, "maid, walk around with me."

"... oh." She doesn't like the name maid!

But as soon as she turned her head and looked at the man's smiling eyes, she could only bite her teeth and bear it back.

Damn it.

Next time there will be such a thing, she must be the hostess and he must be the man's pet!

Feng Qianmo ignored the angry color at the bottom of her eyes and took the lead in moving forward.

After taking a few steps, the man saw that she was still standing in place, slightly turned around and pretended to be dissatisfied: "maid, don't you keep up?"

Su Yunqin snorted softly at the bottom of his heart, then pretended to be coquettish and said, "young master, you wait for me!"

Yesterday's disgusting play that didn't pay for its life must continue today.

The man in front did stop and wait for her to approach.

But Su Yunqin still walked with her small steps yesterday.

After walking for a while, Feng Qianmo was finally impatient.

The little woman's pretending to slow down seems to have to be held by him.

But he'd love to.

He turned back and stood in front of Su Yunqin. "It seems that you want me to hold you."

This is not a question, this is a statement.

Su Yunqin was about to retort. He was light and the man had been picked up by him.

After what happened yesterday, she was no longer frightened at all.

She stayed obediently in his arms, with one hand around his neck and the other hand gently placed in his heart.

"Childe, you'll be tired like this. Slaves will love you."

She said it in a coquettish way, and deliberately blew a breath at his neck socket.

"..." the man's eyebrows jumped.

The little woman became a demon.

"Mr. mo."

After walking for a short time, the attendant in charge of monitoring them quickly blocked their way yesterday.

Wind Qianmo stopped.

"The patriarch has something urgent to see you and the maid." The attendant looked at the woman in the arms of Feng Qianmo and couldn't help smacking her tongue.

In broad daylight, the two men did not pay attention to the influence in public.

However... The patriarch hurriedly and angrily let people pass. It seems that something terrible is going to happen.

Feng Qianmo's eyes were deep and he gave a faint sound.

Su Yunqin gently collected the edge at the bottom of his eyes.

Shouldn't we need to go to the step of tearing the skin of both sides?

Feng Qianmo took Su Yunqin to meet the head of the Huang family, but stopped at the door and walked in.

In addition to the patriarch, there are Zhou Yinyin and Feng Yuran in the house.

The three looked at Feng Qianmo holding the woman into the house with different expressions.

The patriarch sat on the high seat and looked at Zhou Yinyin with deep meaning.

Zhou Yinyin is proud, and even some small people succeed.

The smile on her lips just opened, but suddenly her hand hurt, and she raised her hand.

Her ten fingers were badly swollen and red.

Since holding the pen last night, such symptoms have appeared.

She thought it might be the brush.

Since fengyuran didn't notice the poison on her, it must be no problem.

"What's the matter with the patriarch looking for Mo?" Feng Qianmo put down Su Yunqin and still surrounded her in his arms. He deeply loved this "maid".

The patriarch's eyes still fell on Zhou Yinyin.

Zhou Yinyin hurriedly pointed to Su Yunqin in Feng Qianmo's arms and shouted, "clan leader, please believe that Yinyin, this woman is my sister! She threatened me when I came with her."

"Oh?" Feng Qianmo raised his eyebrows and looked slightly stunned.

Watching a man perform, Su Yunqin sighed in the bottom of his heart that a man performed well, better than her.