Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

But she held back.

"Empress... What's the matter with you?" The Ru imperial concubine saw that her face was not very good and called out carefully.

They had heard about the young emperor marrying the queen. They didn't expect that the queen was such a beautiful woman. No wonder you can charm women who have never been close A young emperor of color.

Su Yunqin restrained his mind, gently shook his head and said, "this palace is all right."

She asked again, "how much do the two women know about the ghost doctor? Lying down can help our palace. Surely our palace will not let the two women live so shabby in the Royal Garden mausoleum."

Although we can't let them out, we can at least make them have a little more fun here.

Since they are all women, why bother women?

Concubine Ru and concubine an looked at each other and saw satisfaction in each other's eyes.

"We only know about the ghost doctor. The ghost doctor has always been haunted. It is said that she is from the medicine valley."

They haven't been out for many years, so they don't know the outside world. They only know that there is a medical valley. They don't know whether the world still exists today.

Su Yunqin was stunned.

Medicine Valley, she has never heard of it.

After all, now the only medicine sect in the world is her silver soul sect, not Medicine Valley.

Almost instantly, master Jun Minghui's appearance crossed her mind.

"Well, thank you for telling me."

Su Yunqin got up and said goodbye. After saying some words, he went out. When he came to the door, he saw the wind Qianmo standing in front of him with negative hands.

When she approached him, there was no sign of impatience on his face. He saw her go out and look at her calmly.

"What did you say for so long?" He reached out and took her big hand.

Somehow, he could feel that her little hand was thin and warm, not as warm as it had been before he came.

He gave her a special look while warming her hand.

Su Yunqin took his arm and whispered, "let's talk about it after we go out."

Feng Qianmo didn't ask again.

"Jinze, Jinming, go and pick up Ono Xiaomo and prepare to go back to the palace."

"Yes." Jinze and Jinming are ordered to leave.

Su Yunqin took his arm and walked out, thinking about the relationship between them. He thought too seriously and didn't notice the deep eyes of Feng Qianmo.

"Yunqin." He called to her in a deep voice.

Su Yunqin saw that she was far away from the residence of the two concubines. She took him and said, "do you know the ghost doctor and Medicine Valley?"

He frowned.

"Feng Hantian was changed by this ghost doctor in those years. I have never heard of such a person as ghost doctor, let alone a sect like medicine valley. Otherwise, we are all people who study medicine and do this medicine business. How can we not know each other?"

"I know." He said three words in a deep voice.

The man's voice was low and cold.

Su Yunqin suddenly looked up at him and waited for him to say the answer he wanted to hear.

She knows that Feng Qianmo must know.

If you know, it's not the second way.

If she doesn't get the moon cutting fruit, she

"Feng Hantian's illness suddenly recovered about ten years ago. Since then, I don't know why his father's body is getting worse day by day. He asked a ghost doctor to drag his father's body for ten years."

"Have you seen it?"

"Yes." He looked directly at her, his eyes were all quiet light, and his determined look undoubtedly told her that the ghost doctor was not a good fault.

Su Yunqin tightened his hand.

"What I saw ten years ago was a woman with a tearful mole in the center of her eyebrows. The woman was extremely beautiful. Even outsiders said that the woman confused my father for some time. When she treated my father, it was the time when medicine valley was popular."

"But after his father died, the woman disappeared, and the medical Valley suddenly disappeared. Coincidentally, the silver soul gate appeared, and no one would think of the medical Valley again."

Su Yunqin's eyes widened in disbelief.

The silver soul gate happened to be in place of the medicine Valley at that time, so I'm afraid everyone thought that the former life of the silver soul gate was the medicine valley. Otherwise, who would make the silver soul gate bigger in just five years?

No, maybe it's stepping on the seal of Medicine Valley that leads to today's silver soul gate.

Her heart pounded and she always felt some inextricable connection.

The clue is in... Jun Minghui's hand.

It seemed that she was suspicious. Feng Qianmo stretched out his hand and took her into his arms. "Yunqin, do you want to find Jun Minghui?"

His black eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were cold and dangerous.

"Well, if I don't look for it, you let him come?"

Men have black faces.

The little woman didn't seem to understand the reason why he was unhappy.

"It's impossible for you to keep Xiao Bao suffering from illness?"

"Go and get the moon fruit first." Feng Qianmo pursed his lips, but turned the topic, "since the moon cutting fruit has news, get it first and talk about other things."

Su Yunqin tilted his mouth.

He's as good as a thief. He's really terrible. In fact, it's not necessary at all. How come Jun Minghui and she have reached this point? Where is it possible.

As soon as the waist was tight, she was more tightly buckled by him, and her face directly stuck to his chest.

"What?" She raised her head in his arms and just looked directly into his deep eyes. The man's eyes were full of displeasure. Every expression told her that he needed coaxing.

She reached out and patted his handsome face.

"Honey, don't be so angry. If you don't know, you think I bullied the emperor!"

If people notice this, she will have to be scolded as a witch.

She is his wife. She is his queen. Where can she be angry with the emperor, she should become his virtuous wife.

This is the consistent view of ancient people.

However, Su Yunqin was not surprised how people scolded her. She just didn't want him to lose face in front of so many subordinates.

His appearance made her love and hate.

It doesn't matter how proud he is if he closes the door on weekdays.

He grabbed her hand, put it on his lips and kissed. Because he was angry, he simply bit a few bites.

"Yunqin, how about having a dinner with Tianyan in a few days?"

Although the bottom of his heart was no longer unhappy, when he thought that his daughter's illness could only rely on other men, he was depressed and dissatisfied at the bottom of his heart.

Su Yunqin was surprised. As soon as he was happy, he put his hand around his neck and pulled him closer. On tiptoe, he printed a soft kiss on his lips.

"Qianmo, I really love you."

His expression suddenly changed because of the sentence "I love you so much".

It is undoubtedly the position to hit the heart.

Feng Qianmo held her more tightly in his arms, and the woman gently rubbed his arms, only feeling satisfied.

Out of the imperial mausoleum, the carriage is ready ahead.

Seeing their husband and wife coming hand in hand, the curtain of the carriage was lifted. Su Xiaomo and Su Xiaoye quickly poked their heads out from behind the curtain.

"Dad, mom!" Su Xiaomo beckoned.

When Su Yunqin got into the carriage, he found a young man not far away. He was only seven or eight years old. He could see that he was very handsome. She narrowed her eyes.

Feng Qianmo saw her look over and slightly hooked her lips. "That's the legitimate son of Mohism. Ink is easy to be cold."

"That's him!" Su Yunqin suddenly realized that it was the boy who teased her daughter!

"Madam, we were almost assassinated in the imperial mausoleum just now. It was the little childe who saved us, otherwise..." Jingrong hurriedly explained.

She told Su Yunqin what had happened at that time. She didn't want Su Yunqin to have any prejudice against the little childe. At least she could be polite in the future. After all, they all go to the same college. They don't look up in the Royal College.

Su Yunqin listened and his expression stagnated.

Feng Qianmo narrowed his eyes and turned his head to the evil wind.

The cold eye breeze swept over and made the evil wind tremble. He knelt down on one knee and said, "my subordinates are derelict of duty. Please punish your majesty and your mother."

He was so careless that he almost made a big mistake.

"Go back and get twenty whips." Feng Qianmo said with cold eyes.

Su Yunqin didn't interrupt. After all, she almost lost her daughter and Jingrong's life. Evil wind is also careless enough. No wonder he hasn't had a daughter-in-law yet. He doesn't know how to consider for his daughter-in-law.

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaomo shouted, "Dad, don't punish evil wind millet. Evil wind millet just has a low Eq. it's good to teach! Corporal punishment is wrong. Does my mother say it's right?"

He grabbed Su Yunqin's sleeve.

Su Yunqin winked at him.

"In that case, thirty lashes." The man didn't mean to let go, and his deep voice aggravated the punishment.

Su Xiaomo gave a cry and wanted to cry again, so he was covered by Su Yunqin.

Su Yunqin sighed and really admired the son. The more he pleads, the more Feng Qianmo will punish his subordinates. After all, his subordinates are not good at doing things, and even let the little master help plead.

She knows her man too well.

Su Xiaomo knew why his mother winked at him. It was because of this!

Su Xiaomo lowered his head and looked like he had done something wrong. If he had known so, he wouldn't talk much.

Jingrong also said with some worry: "Your Majesty, Lord evil wind is also..."

"Jing Rong, don't talk." Su Yunqin stared at her.

This is blind.

Jingrong secretly glanced, so she had to give up.

……

After returning to the palace, the evil wind went to get the whip, and Jing Rong followed Su Yunqin, but he was particularly restless.

Su Yunqin shook the tea cup in his hand and silently looked at Jingrong's small expression.

Tut tut

Are you worried?

It seems that she doesn't have to worry about finding her husband's family for Jingrong.

"Cough!" Su Yunqin saw that she was still pacing back and forth in the room, so he had to clear his throat.

Jingrong's wandering footsteps suddenly stagnated, looked at Su Yunqin, and awkwardly pulled the corners of his lips, "empress?"

"Are you worried?"

"Ah?" Jingrong is busy shaking his head.

"Don't deny it. If you're worried about the evil wind, go and wipe the medicine for him. I have a good plaster here. It won't leave a scar in three days. Take it to him."

Jingrong's pretty face suddenly turned red and said in some embarrassment: "slave... Slave is not..."

She was speechless for a long time. She didn't know how to refute Su Yunqin's words.

Su Yunqin looked at her with a smile and looked at the blush gradually flying on Jingrong's face. He was already certain in his heart.

"Go ahead. Maybe there are other girls ahead of us now. After all, evil wind is the imperial bodyguard around the emperor. How many palace maids look at this official position."