Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Shh, keep your voice down. If your parents hear me, they will scold me."

Su Xiaoye tilted his head, "why scold you?"

"Because I eavesdrop!" Su Xiaomo glared at his sister and felt that her sister knew what she was asking.

Su Xiaoye's big shining eyes flashed a cunning light, "Oh, so it is..."

Su Yunqin heard the movement at the door. She looked up at the door.

Feng Qianmo also looked at it.

Although Jinze and Jinming guard at the door of the study, they dare not stop the two little guys.

"Found!" Su Xiaomo secretly shouted bad.

Su Xiaoye vomited her tender tongue. She took the lead in stepping into the threshold.

Su Xiaomo followed.

"Why are you here?" Su Yunqin asked aloud and hurriedly stood up from Feng Qianmo's leg.

It's not elegant to sit like this in front of the children.

Since you are a parent, you should look like a parent. As for the music of the boudoir, you can only put it in the bedroom.

Su Xiaomo pulled Feng Qianmo's hand and said crisply, "Dad, do you sleep with Xiaomo today?"

The wind thousands of ink look stagnant.

He slept with his son?

He doesn't want it at all!

Not that he doesn't like his son, but that he wants to sleep with his daughter-in-law!

Su Xiaomo was shaking back and forth holding Feng Qianmo's arm, a coquettish look.

Su Xiaoye looked at his brother in disgust and muttered to himself: "it's not ashamed of a big man to act like a spoiled child to his father."

Su Xiaomo shook Feng Qianmo's arm and stared at his sister.

"Why do you suddenly sleep with dad?" Su Yunqin suddenly asked.

"Well, it's the test question left by our master! The master said to go home and sleep with his father on a bed and let his father talk about the major events of the country today. When he enters the college tomorrow, the master will test us."

"Poof, this Taifu is really interesting. He teaches children to find another way."

Feng Qianmo: "

Can he refuse? But looking at his son looking forward to it, he couldn't bear it.

After waiting for a while, he sighed gently: "OK, sleep with you, but Dad slept late. You went back to read and practice calligraphy earlier, and dad corrected the memorial."

Unexpectedly, he suddenly agreed. Su Xiaomo was surprised and almost jumped up to cheer.

He looked at his mother's face and felt that her mother didn't seem very happy, so he quickly explained: "mother, don't get me wrong, dad will sleep with me for one night and give it back to you!"

Su Yunqin: "

My son is so naughty that he is definitely not like her.

Feng Qianmo wants to sleep with her children, which is also a good thing, but she just laments that the bed of the Dragon couch is too big. Will she not be used to sleeping alone?

Su Xiaoye also looked at his mother, smiled and said, "if your mother doesn't dislike it, you can sleep with Xiaobao."

"You two children!"

"Wow, I'm going back to practice calligraphy!"

"Yes, I'm going back to reading!"

I don't know what the two dolls came to do. After saying this, they immediately turned and left.

Su Xiaomo just happily took Feng Qianmo's big hand, but now he directly lost his hand and ran out.

Feng Qianmo: "

The treatment of being thrown away by his son is really the first experience.

The child ran away. Su Yunqin shrugged gently. "I don't know what the two dolls are thinking."

"Whatever the idea, Xiaomo's request is not too much."

Su Yunqin's eyes flashed and sat on his lap.

She glanced at Jinze Jinming. Somehow they understood Su Yunqin's eyes and immediately closed the study door for them.

"Continue to read the memorial?" He asked suddenly.

"Hee hee, OK." She smiled, but the veil blocked her expression. Feng Qianmo could only imagine how cunning her smile was.

The man narrowed his ink pupil. "What are you laughing at?"

Su Yunqin already smiled and bent his eyes, "laugh, you can't toss me tonight."

Feng Qianmo: "

Look at the little woman. He's very impulsive. Now toss her again!

Su Yunqin also said, "you should make up for excessive lust."

"... Yunqin, you are really capable." He gnashed his teeth.

Su Yunqin looked at him in a trance and asked, "how can I be capable?"

As she spoke, she pulled through a Book of memorials and pretended to look at the memorials.

I'll go back tonight and tell my son to give the Shiquan tonic pill to his father.

Although Feng Qianmo was in good health, she was worried that he would not adapt to the sudden loss of the Gu king after the Gu king was relieved. She should take good care of him.

The memorial in her hand was suddenly taken away. She was picked up by a man and left.

"Hey, what?"

"Toss." He said and pressed her on the soft collapse of the imperial study.

Su Yunqin stared.

He really won't suffer at all.

"Since you can't toss at night and toss enough during the day, you won't sneak into your bed at night."

"... you are shameless."

"There are more shameless." He bent down his head and brushed her cheek with a warm and cool breath across the veil.

The soft veil covered half of her face and outlined the lower half of her face. He could easily capture the radian of her lips.

They were close to each other, and his lips were only two inches away from her.

Su Yunqin deliberately tooted his lips and pasted his.

The door just fucking rang!

"Your majesty!" Kanazawa's fearless voice came into the house and broke up the rising temperature in the house.

Su Yunqin's lip movement stagnated and looked at the man's face gradually blackened.

Feng Qianmo's eyes were full of undercurrent, "what's the matter?" He asked coldly.

Kanazawa smoked at the corner of his mouth at the door and said in a low voice, "there is news of the princess..."

Su Yunqin was stunned and looked at the wind.

Feng Qianmo suddenly sat up and held Su Yunqin up with a slightly restrained look.

"Come in and talk."

Kanazawa secretly touched his forehead and hurriedly crossed the threshold to enter, "yes... Found the princess's body by the Lianghe River in the west of the city."

"What are you talking about?" Su Yunqin was stunned.

Kanazawa hung his head. "The body just salvaged should have been soaked in the river for a long time. Now it's beyond recognition and can't see its original appearance... However, this jade pendant and hairpin are from the princess..."

Feng Qianmo saw the things handed to Jinze, and his pupils shrunk impressively.

It's really fengjue dance.

Su Yunqin didn't know if it was fengjue dance, but her heart sank in vain when she saw the look of fengqianmo.

If fengjue dance is dead, how can she explain to Jun Minghui?

"Where is the body?" The wind thousand ink sink cold asked.

The heat of the body at the previous moment is quenched by cold water at the moment.

He has few relatives. Although the Feng family has a large population, few can really be regarded as relatives by him. Out of the wind, qianluo is the wind Jue dance

Su Yunqin came forward and held his big hand. "I'll go with you."

The man gave a deep, um.

"In the morgue of the Ministry of punishment..." Kanazawa lowered his eyes and his voice became lower and lower.

……

The Ministry of justice.

There are three corpses wrapped in white cloth in the morgue. Because there are corpses parked here every day, there is always a smell of corpses in the whole morgue.

Su Yunqin followed Feng Qianmo.

The minister in charge of leading them pointed to the middle body and said weakly, "Your Majesty, your mother, this is... The princess's body."

Feng Qianmo's eyes darkened.

"How did you die?" Su Yunqin suddenly asked, "is there an autopsy in Wuzuo?"

As soon as the official heard this, he hugged his fist and said, "the princess was stabbed in the abdomen and then thrown into the river. Look at this body, I'm afraid it has been soaked in water for two days..."

"Send someone to check." Wind thousand ink low cold sound.

The chill spread throughout the morgue.

All the people in the Ministry of punishment bowed their heads and trembled.

"Gu, I'll give you three days. If you can't find out in three days, you'll raise your head to see gu!"

Su Yunqin looked at the body indifferently, didn't listen to Feng Qianmo's orders, and thought about it.

Did Jun Minghui have an accident in Tianxuan's theater? Then she should take Jun Minghui to another theater to see if she can find some memories.

The death of fengjue dance must find the reason!

Feng Qianmo pulled Su Yunqin out with a gloomy face.

"Qianmo, we might as well take brother Jun to several theatres to have a look. Maybe there can be clues. It seems that brother Jun should have an accident in the theatre. The memory fragment is in the theatre."

"OK." This time he promised very simply.

That night, Su Yunqin and Feng Qianmo took Jun Minghui to the theatre by carriage.

Jun Minghui's carriage is behind and their carriage is in front.

After the carriage stopped, Jun Minghui got off the carriage and his eyes fell on Feng Qianmo.

"Who is this?" He pointed to Feng Qianmo and looked dissatisfied.

After all, the man walked off the carriage with Su Yunqin's little hand.

Su Yunqin turned and looked at him.

The wind thousand ink is even colder, like a knife scraping on Jun Minghui's face.

"This is my husband." Su Yunqin said.

That is, such a short explanation made the man with a cold face gently hook his lips.

He likes the explanation of little women.

Jun Minghui hesitated for a while before he remembered that Su Yunqin was married. He gave a low voice and took a look at the theater.

"Is it this one?"

"No... No."

Su Yunqin pinched his chin. "In that case, go to the next house."

Surrounded by their subordinates, the three went to the next theater. Jun Minghui still shook his head.

After walking a street like this, Jun Minghui didn't find any impression.

Feng Qianmo frowned, "maybe it's not in the imperial capital."

"May it be other cities outside the imperial capital?" Su Yunqin suddenly asked.

"Yes." Maybe he was killed before he came to the imperial capital. Otherwise, how could Jun Minghui lie in the street.

Feng Qianmo's words also made Su Yunqin nod.

After all, it's the imperial capital. Who dares to do it in the imperial capital?

So

There are two paths outside the imperial capital, leading to two cities respectively. It's not easy to find out.

"Tomorrow, Gu sect Jin Ze will take him out of the imperial capital to have a look." He took her by the shoulder and said, "now that you're here, go to the theater."

He was about to lead Su Yunqin into the theater, when suddenly Jinze's cry came behind him.

"Alas? Where are you going, young master? It's the spring building!"