Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Sister, you're not sensible like this. How kind corn is to us. What's the matter with corn?" Su Xiaomo pulled down her sister's pale little hand.

As a result, he was glared at by his sister.

Feng qianluo is helpless.

He didn't expect Su Xiaoye to be so young and sensible.

He shook his head and stood up. "Well, I'll tell the emperor myself."

"Qianluo millet, why did you go?" Su Xiaomo asked after him.

Isn't it good for them to live together? Moreover, Feng qianluo's heart disease has not been cured. If he goes out, no one will take good care of him, which makes his four-year-old baby very worried.

Feng qianluo squatted down and touched the child's cerebellar bag melon, comforting: "because millet is in a bad mood."

Su Xiaomo raised his head and stared at Feng qianluo with bright eyes.

He tilted his head and looked at Feng qianluo strangely.

Su Xiaoye stood in place and gently bit his lower lip. He didn't make a sound for a long time.

Feng qianluo has got up and gone out, ready to find Feng Qianmo.

Watching the white shadow disappear in front, Su Xiaoye held his small fist.

Su Xiaomo scratched his head slowly and turned to see his sister's expression. He was stunned.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?"

"Brother, you fool!" Su Xiaoye scolded.

Not to ask why Feng qianluo left, but to persuade him to stay. Her premonition is too strong. If she really leaves now, she will never have a chance to meet again in the future.

……

Royal study.

"Are you leaving?" Feng Qianmo frowned and looked at him unhappily.

Feng qianluo nodded, "just go out to relax. Brother Huang, don't worry about me."

"You go out to relax?" The man's sharp eyes fell straight into the eyes of Feng qianluo, which were full of frightening cold light.

He knows his brother again. At this moment, Feng qianluo's mood is telling him that the boy has completely made up his mind to go and never come back.

Feng qianluo looked into his eyes and still smiled on his face.

"Yes, just a distraction."

"OK." Feng Qianmo lowered his eyes. This word overflowed from his throat, with great helplessness.

Feng qianluo bowed deeply to Feng Qianmo, then turned and walked out.

Feng qianluo has never given him such a big gift.

But now

Feng Qianmo looked at the thin white figure disappearing in front of him, and slowly pinched the memorial in his hand.

……

It was dimly dark.

Jin Ming plundered into the study and handed a brocade box to Feng Qianmo to see: "man, it's a trigger quickly made by someone sent down. Do you think it's ok?"

Su Yunqin just stepped into the study, heard this, strode forward and gathered in front of them to watch.

She was surprised at this.

"It's the same as real."

"Naturally, this is the masterpiece of master traceless." Jin Ming is very proud.

This traceless master specializes in high imitation. Imitate all kinds of rare and expensive things.

It seems that in order to fool those people, we have to pay a lot of money.

Feng Qianmo closed the brocade box and handed it to the evil wind, "it's up to you tonight."

The evil wind took the brocade box and nodded heavily.

They met in the most prosperous restaurant in the imperial capital.

People came and went in the street, and the night had just fallen. There is no night ban in Tianxuan. They even have nightlife here.

The restaurant is also overcrowded.

Su Yunqin and Feng Qianmo are standing in the inn opposite the restaurant. Their windows are facing the bustle of the restaurant.

At the moment, the evil wind was dressed as usual. He stood at the door of the restaurant and looked around. Then he went in.

"According to the skill of evil wind, how does Gu Yuheng's martial arts compare with evil wind?" Su Yunqin was lying by the window, looking at the scenery outside, suddenly turned and asked the man behind him.

He stood two steps away from her, his eyes falling across the street.

"Huh?" He casually responded to her question, "it should be Yuheng."

"What?" Su Yunqin stared in amazement.

Gu Yuheng's martial arts are even above the evil wind. What does that mean? It shows that the odds of saving Gu Yuheng are too few!

He took two steps towards her, shortened the distance between the last two steps, stood on her side, and his faint eyes fell on the street.

He said, "today we must save Yuheng."

It was the Prime Minister of a country who was kidnapped. What was it like?

The most ridiculous thing is to be hijacked by the remaining evils of the Phoenix family.

His voice came through the cold night, very cold.

Su Yunqin pursed his lips, and an inexplicable expectation flashed in his quiet sight. She's looking forward to the Phoenix people.

……

More and more people passed by on both sides of the street. At this time, two women were walking with a man bound all over. The man covered his face with black cloth and didn't know his appearance.

They went to the opposite side of the evil wind and stood still.

"Are you an evil wind?" One of the women raised her jaw and asked.

"Yes." The evil wind answered without expression and glanced at the people bound by them.

The taller woman is holding the hostage, while the shorter woman is negotiating with the evil wind.

"Where's the trigger?"

Evil wind took out the brocade box and opened it for them to see. When they saw that they were about to reach for it, unexpectedly, he immediately put the brocade box away and put his hand into his sleeve.

"Show me if this is the prime minister."

Looking at the cunning appearance of the evil wind, the two women looked at each other. The tall woman said, "hand over the things and I can show you."

"That won't work."

"Show him." The short woman suddenly had an idea.

So they immediately pulled away the black mask and revealed Gu Yuheng's face.

The evil wind looked up and down and handed the brocade box to them.

The two pushed the hostages into the evil wind. The tall woman standing near raised her sleeve and flew out of the hidden weapon in her sleeve!

The shape of the concealed weapon is strange. Under the dim yellow candle light around, it is still scattered with thick silver. It is poisonous!

The evil wind grabbed Gu Yuheng and dodged.

But Gu Yuheng suddenly rushed up and pressed the evil wind on the ground!

The two women were about to leave when a long whip came into the air and blocked their way in an instant.

A woman with a whip in her hand stood not far away, and her white skirt danced with the night wind.

"Who are you?"

"Hehe, do you think taking a fake person as the prime minister can deceive you through the customs?" Su Yunqin turned his wrist slightly and moved the whip in his hands.

The whip had its own aura and instantly swept at one of the tall women. She was about to lift her sleeve, obviously to shoot a concealed weapon.

The woman was rolled away by the whip and fell to the ground, alerting the people passing around.

Seeing this, the short woman immediately wanted to run, but she was stopped by Kanazawa.

The evil wind was pressed on the ground by fake Gu Yuheng. He couldn't move and cursed.

"Is it worth working for Tianxuan tyrant?" The man chuckled under the evil wind, and then shot a silver needle from his throat.

As soon as the evil wind's pupils contracted, he suddenly rolled the people on the ground together and avoided the concealed weapon.

On the second floor, Feng Qianmo narrowed his eyes and ordered: "prepare arrows."

"Man, your injury..." it's not suitable to start. Jin meditation reminded him, but the man's cold awn cooled his back and quickly handed over the arrow feather.

The man arched and aimed at Gu Yuheng.

Whew——

The strong roar pierced the air and went straight into Gu Yuheng's throat.

The evil wind climbed up from the ground and looked at the long sword suddenly shot, and his eyes were worried.

Su Yunqin also heard the movement and looked to the second floor. He cursed low. The whip in his hand was faster. He wrapped the poisonous silver needle hidden in his sleeve around the whip and swept at the two women.

As soon as the tall woman got up, she was stabbed by a silver needle and fell to the ground.

Another was shot in the throat with a silver needle, stared directly and lost his breath.

Su Yunqin told Jinze, "keep this alive. Those people must still be nearby."

When she finished saying this, she swept directly up the second floor of the Inn and kicked the door of Feng Qianmo's room open.

"Who told you to do it? You don't know if you're hurt well?" She was very aggressive in her tone.

She was really worried about him.

After the Gu King solved it, he was not the kind of "King Kong is not bad" in the past!

Feng Qianmo's face was angry on her face, but raised his thin lips, "I'm fine."

"It's all right?" She dropped the whip in her hand and strode forward to touch the position of the heart on his ink robe. It was wet!

It was obvious that the wound had cracked and the blood was oozing out.

"You're such an asshole."

After scolding, she pressed him on the chair and took off his clothes rudely.

Feng Qianmo was very calm and clever. She let her tear his clothes rudely. Finally, she tore his clothes without controlling her strength, together with the bandage inside.

Man: "

Su Yunqin also took three black lines on his forehead.

It's too violent if you're not careful.

"Yunqin, when did you become so rude?" He asked faintly, but with a tone The meaning of the play.

Su Yunqin quickly cleared his throat, pretended to be calm and said, "don't talk. Give it to me."

He stopped talking with a beautiful arc on his lips.

Su Yunqin stopped his blood with a silver needle and turned to find medicine. She found that this was an inn, not a palace. She had only poison on her and couldn't poison him.

"Jin Ming, go and get some gold wound medicine and bandages for your master."

Jin Ming hurriedly nodded and ran away. He wanted to run long ago. He always felt that the atmosphere in the house was inexplicably ambiguous and not suitable for his presence.

Su Yunqin found a clean basin and towel to wipe the blood on the edge of the wound for him.

He blew carefully while wiping.

"Does it hurt?"

"... itch." He lowered his eyes and looked at the little woman's serious appearance. Her cool breath brushed on the wound and itched badly.

He tried to bite her.

The wound was about to scab, but after it burst, the original scab also burst open, which made it more itchy.

Su Yunqin sighed: "when you came out, you didn't say well and won't do it. You're not obedient. I'll act alone next time."

She's threatening him, not talking to him.

Sure enough, as soon as her voice fell, the man's face suddenly sank and his eyes disapproved.