Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Even if the man in front of him was wearing a mask, he was still cold and treacherous under the refraction of the sun, but Su Xiaomo didn't feel afraid at all.

Just at a glance, Feng Qianmo had a bit of love for the child. Even he didn't realize that there was a bit of soft color in his sharp and bloodthirsty eyes.

"Is that your mother?" He asked.

Su Xiaomo nodded and then stretched out his small hand towards Feng Qianmo.

Kanazawa on the horse always held the sword handle and watched the little boy who suddenly came to the carriage with vigilance and strangeness.

If it weren't for the sake of being a child, he would have killed the little boy!

"What are you doing?" Jinze asked impatiently when he saw Su Xiaomo stretch out his small hand.

"Protection fee." The little boy's mouth waxed out three words. The little doll's little face glittered with a very innocent, lovely and ignorant expression, which made Jinze almost spit blood.

Protection fee? A four year old child asked for protection money!

"Why?" Quietly looking at the child's wind, Qianmo made a slow sound, and even heard a little smile in his tone.

"Well, because my mother killed those robbers just now. If it weren't for my mother, they would rob you. Wow, we protected you. Should we pay?"

Kanazawa's eyes widened and the corners of his mouth smoked badly.

Whose child is this? Look at his innocent appearance now, but his words can annoy me. It's just

"Don't..."

"How much is it?" As a result, before Kanazawa scolded, Feng Qianmo interrupted Kanazawa's words and asked calmly.

"Not much, not much, a hundred Liang!" Su Xiaomo smiled with a small face. Her eyes were shining, as if there were stars shining inside.

There was light in the little doll's eyes, a sly and thief light.

Jin Ze's veins sprouted on his forehead, "you little broken child, you learned to take advantage of the fire when you were young..."

"Kanazawa." Feng Qianmo's cold and strong low male voice sounded, "give him money."

Jin Ze looked at him with a confused face and even looked at him strangely.

Man crazy? On weekdays, a man would never give money to others so foolishly. What's the matter today?

Su Xiaomo looked at the wind again and examined it from head to toe.

The man was dressed in black clothes with pale gold dragon patterns embroidered on his clothes. Although he was sitting in a carriage, his awe inspiring spirit had not decreased sharply.

But men's faces are hidden under the mask. I don't know their true faces. Only a pair of frightening Phoenix eyes can let Su Xiaomo have a glance.

Jinze was so bent that he had to touch out a hundred liang of silver and put it heavily in Su Xiaomo's hand.

He said long ago, don't take such a gloomy path. As a result, he really met bandits.

"Dabao, what are you doing?" The crisp female voice came with a cold tone, which was obviously a warning.

"Mother!" With a smile, Su Xiaomo ran to Su Yunqin with silver and handed the "protection fee" he received to his mother.

……

Su Yunqin just solved the big man. Looking back, she found that there was no su Xiaomo in the carriage and asked Su Xiaoye. As a result, the little girl's pale little hand pointed. She turned and saw a carriage parked behind her.

And Su Xiaomo is talking to the masked man in the carriage.

The little boy stood by the carriage, his head up, and his face was still full of a terrible smile.

The sunshine was faintly reflected on his lovely and pink face. The pure little expression seemed harmless, but in fact he smiled unkindly.

The man always kept the action of picking up the driving curtain and looked at Su Xiaomo with low eyes.

The man covered his face with a ghost mask. Even in the daytime, he was seeping. Not to mention, he was wearing a mysterious clothes and full of evil Qi, which made it difficult for people to breathe and made people only submit.

Su Yunqin glanced and knew that the visitor's identity was powerful and he was an annoying role. He hurried over and called Su Xiaomo.

Su Xiaomo didn't notice her mother's stern eyes at all. The silver in her arms was suddenly robbed by Su Yunqin.

"When did I teach you to rob people's money? What's the difference between you and those bad robbers?" Su Yunqin pulled back the silver, took a look at the carriage on the other side, and threw the silver into Jinze.

She gave her son a warning look.

"Return the silver to you. The child is not sensible. Please don't take it to heart." After she spoke, she took Su Xiaomo and strode back to the carriage and stuffed Su Xiaomo directly into the carriage.

Su Xiaomo was puzzled and asked inexplicably, "Mom, you don't usually teach me that!"

At ordinary times, the mother is more powerful than those bandits. When she meets a rich and despised Lord, she doesn't rob directly. Now how can she turn the other way?

Su Yunqin glared at his son, the pit Niang baby who would tear down the stage!

This man is full of evil spirits and wears a ghost mask in broad daylight. His identity must be extraordinary. She doesn't want to make trouble, let alone make enemies as soon as she comes back. It's better not to provoke those who can't afford it.

"Sit down and don't make any noise!" She gave a warning, manipulated the whip herself and went towards the gate of the capital.

Su Xiaomo, who was forced into the carriage, puffed his cheeks and shriveled his mouth, and his small handsome face was depressed.