Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Yes, there is a nuisance who always wants to tease his sister!"

Su Yunqin was stunned, squatted down in front of his son and looked directly at Su Xiaomo.

"What you mean is..."

"That's the legitimate son of the general's house. It's said that the general's surname is mo. hum! He looks very tall, but he gives things every day when he sees his sister. Because he knows that his sister can't eat, he simply doesn't give food and gives it to play."

Su Yunqin could not help frowning, and the look on his face became particularly serious.

She grabbed Su Xiaomo's shoulder and looked very solemn.

"What you said is true?"

"Really WOW!" Su Xiaomo nodded. "If you don't believe it, go to my sister's house. They are all playing small wooden people! And small puppets! Yes, and small paper people!"

Because Su Yunqin considered that the two children were now four years old and would soon be five years old, and would eventually grow up in the future, he separated the two children. Each has a bodyguard and a maid to look after them. She is also going to equip the two children with a maid and a maid of the same age.

Now she was shocked to hear her son say so.

The legitimate son of Mohism?

How dare you arch her tender cabbage!

Su Yunqin restrained his emotions and touched his son's head: "well done. Tell your mother any situation in the future. I'll go to see your sister now."

Su Xiaomo nodded. His serious face looked like a replica of Feng Qianmo.

She got up and went to Su Xiaoye's room. Su Xiaomo watched her mother leave and sighed like an old man.

The evil wind followed, looked at his old look, wriggled his lips, and wanted to ask the little prince why he sighed.

"Alas, puppy love!" Immediately, the evil wind heard the child's sigh, and the corners of his mouth smoked even more.

Good morning! Love?

What word is this!

……

Su Xiaoye's bedroom is arranged next to Su Xiaomo's bedroom. Although there is a courtyard wall, the two children have a good relationship, so Su Xiaomo often runs to see his sister.

Su Yunqin strode into the yard.

Su Xiaoye, who heard the noise in the room, hurriedly put away his brocade box, covered it and hid under the bed.

When she put it away, Su Yunqin also stepped into the house and just saw her sitting up.

"Mother." Su Xiaoye called Su Yunqin sweetly.

Su Yunqin approached, glanced at the house with sharp eyes, and finally landed on his daughter's pure little face.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Su Xiaoye tilted his small head and asked.

Looking at her daughter's appearance of being so innocent and ignorant of the world, she gently narrowed her eyes and asked, "what were you hiding?"

"Ah... No." Su Xiaoye raised his hand and shook it busily.

She was obviously guilty and had a very nervous expression on her face.

She looked at Su Yunqin and gently bit her lower lip. She was at a loss.

Su Yunqin looked directly into his daughter's eyes.

The little girl looked into her eyes and seemed to have some confidence, but such confidence didn't seem to stop her from seeing through the girl's guilt at a glance.

"No." Su Yunqin pretended to shrug easily, "that's all."

Hearing his mother's words, Su Xiaoye breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on at school today?"

"No... nothing." Su Xiaoye stuttered.

Su Yunqin knows her daughter very well. Her usual articulate daughter stutters only when she is nervous.

"You girl, you have something on your mind at such a young age? How can your mother not worry about you?"

"No, no, no... I have nothing on my mind." Su Xiaoye is just a little scared.

In fact, she didn't tell her mother some things, but she was only four years old and didn't know how to cover up her mind.

Su Yunqin knows Su Xiaoye's temperament. If she doesn't say it, she won't even pry her mouth open. If she is willing to say it, she will say it consciously.

She stood up. "Well, you can review your lessons. My mother went to find my father."

The daughter raised her little face and nodded.

That small appearance, a look of secretly relieved.

When Su Yunqin came to the door, he took a deep look at his daughter.

She strode towards the Royal study, and the man was correcting the memorial.

With a "pa", the woman slapped her face on the table.

She patted the table vigorously and was so surprised that one or two memorials fell off the table.

The man holding the Royal pen looked up at her a little reluctantly.

The little woman is a little angry today?

"Who provoked you?"

"Do you have a general surnamed Mo?"

"Well, what's the matter?" She usually takes her to court. She should know.

Su Yunqin took a deep breath and told himself that he must hold his anger. Then he tried to maintain a smile on his face and said, "Qianmo, tell your general Mo to take care of his son and don't send anything to our daughter!"

"Send something?" The man seemed to be interested. He put down his royal pen and raised his sword eyebrow slightly.

"That's right! The boy gave food at first. I asked Xiaobao not to eat it, but now he gives it to play. Xiaobao is still so small and in poor health. It's impossible for her to fall in love so young?"

"Puppy love?" Strange words, let the man repeat a sentence low.

Although he had never heard such a word, he understood Su Yunqin's meaning.

He smiled helplessly, took Su Yunqin and sat down on his lap. "General Mo also told me about it. He said that on the way to the Royal College that day, the two girls of the Mohist family suddenly fell ill, and Ono gave a pill to save their life. Since then, the little girl has been so grateful to Ono."

"Too grateful?" Since it's gratitude, is it necessary to send something every day?

"Why, if you are worried, Gu will let the child transfer to college..."

"No, no, no, No. It seems that you are too arbitrary. Forget it, let's have a look first." Su Yunqin restrained his anger and pursed his lips.

She didn't want Su Xiaoye to think it was their husband and wife's intention.

"When are you going to rename your two children?" Feng Qianmo leaned his jaw against her shoulder, and his tone was faint.

Now that he has married him, he also wants to change the names of his two children, but if Su Yunqin doesn't agree, he's not good at making claims.

After all

He is afraid of the inside.

Su Yunqin turned around, looked into his eyes and asked word by word, "what are you going to change them into? I have no opinion."

"In a few days, it will be the Royal Sacrifice. Gu thought of taking this opportunity to change the names of Xiaomo and Ono."

Su Yunqin pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.

Well, sooner or later we will inherit the surname Feng.

It can only be written into the Royal genealogy after changing its name.

She didn't refuse.

……

On the day of Royal Sacrifice, the Royal team went to the Royal Garden mausoleum.

Tianxuan has a history of more than a hundred years. There are many ancestors to worship in the garden mausoleum.

Su Yunqin dragged some complicated palace clothes into the garden mausoleum, and the skirt swayed to the ground. She needed two palace maids to hold the skirt for her.

She and Feng Qianmo entered the garden mausoleum side by side. When everyone saw them, they both knelt down and saluted, and no one dared to look directly at them.

Looking at the black kneeling people in front of him, Su Yunqin is already used to it now.

"What happens after we worship?" She asked.

Feng Qianmo looked at her slightly, "how?"

"I'm just asking." She blinked.

"There's nothing to do. Go back to the palace after the sacrifice."

She gave a little cry, and he took her hand and walked in.

She could feel the envious eyes of many people along the way.

The beauty of the emperor and the beauty of the empress are like the best match in the world.

Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye were led by the evil wind and followed by Jing Rong.

Su Xiaomo said to the evil wind, "Dad and mom are very matched, isn't it right?"

The evil wind nodded with a paralyzed face.

"When will the evil wind millet get a wife?" Su Xiaomo blinked innocent eyes, curious about the baby shape.

Hearing Su Xiaomo's question, Su Xiaoye also looked at Jingrong crisp and asked, "sister Jingrong, when will you get married?"

The two adults were asked by the child and immediately looked at each other.

Why do you think such a problem is strange?

When a sacrifice was coming to an end, suddenly there was a loud "bang" not far away, which made the people who came to the sacrifice look at each other and talk one after another.

"What's going on?"

"It seems..."

"Assassin, escort!" A scream came from the front. It was the scream of the bodyguard.

Su Yunqin suddenly raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Evil wind, take the child and Jingrong to hide in the dark room." Feng Qianmo gave a command.

Su Yunqin looked at him suspiciously and found that his expression was extremely calm, as if he had expected such a thing. She felt a little suspicious at the bottom of her heart, but her hand hidden in her sleeve had grasped the concealed weapon and silver needle.

Assassinate on the day of Royal Sacrifice, thousands of ink against the wind?

The evil wind answered, picked up Su Xiaomo with one hand, looked at Jingrong and said, "follow me."

Jing Rong gave a cry, picked up Su Xiaoye and withdrew.

Su Xiaomo was caught in the armpit by the evil wind. His legs shook and he said crisply: "evil wind millet, why do we just hide in the dark room? There is a dark room in the garden mausoleum?"

He is really a curious baby. His mother said that he would ask if he didn't understand.

Of course, this is only suitable for colleges.

Su Xiaomo can't control it. After all, evil wind is so familiar with him.

The evil wind was always silent. He didn't know how to answer, so he ran with the child.

He was so good at lightness that he ran away at once.

Jingrong hugged Su Xiaoye and ran behind. She was wheezing. Looking at the person, she disappeared. She stopped to put down Su Xiaoye and forked her waist to breathe.

"Oh, this evil wind runs faster than ghosts!"

Su Xiaoye raised his head and looked at Jingrong's tired and miserable appearance. He was also helpless. "I knew that the evil wind should carry us back again."

Jing Rong: "

Forget it, they will become a big burden on the evil wind.

"Sister Jingrong, do you know the way?" Su Xiaoye looked around and found that he didn't know where he had gone.

There is no one here. There are only statues of people around except tombstones.

She couldn't help feeling gloomy.