Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Feng Qianmo took Su Yunqin's shoulder and heard the Jinze voice behind him. They turned around at the same time.

Sure enough, Jun Minghui went to the spring building like a demon.

"Brother Jun?" Su Yunqin frowned and impressively called Jun Minghui.

Unfortunately, Jun Minghui didn't hear it at all. He seemed to have been hooked off his soul and walked towards the spring building step by step.

"Kanazawa, keep up." Feng Qianmo suddenly ordered.

Jin Ze nodded hurriedly and caught up with Jun Minghui in a few steps.

"Qianmo, shall we go and have a look?" Su Yunqin turned his head and looked at the wind.

The man's eyes were heavy, and then he gave a sound and took Su Yunqin to the spring building.

The couple came to the spring building at the same time, which has never happened before.

When the girl at the gate of the spring building saw them snuggle up to each other and walk in, she knew their relationship. They were either lovers or husband and wife. It was incredible that they came to the spring building at the same time.

Su Yunqin took Feng Qianmo and walked in, with a veil on his face. Feng Qianmo was tall and handsome, which immediately attracted the attention of all people in the spring building.

They became the most eye-catching couple.

Jun Minghui rushed into the spring building and scanned the crowd. He turned around the spring building and ran to the second floor.

The girl in charge of entertaining him followed him with a skirt.

"Young master, young master, slow down!"

Jun Minghui jumped from the second floor to the third floor.

Until he rushed to the third floor, he shouted, "Jue dance! Jue dance!"

However, Su Yunqin and Feng Qianmo stood downstairs. The whole spring building was very noisy, and the voice on the third floor could not attract their ideas for a while.

Su Yunqin looked up at Jun Minghui running on the third floor and asked, "is he looking for someone?"

Feng Qianmo's deep eyes also fell on Jun Minghui.

At that moment, his eyes were very deep.

"Well, looking at his mouth, it looks like a wow dance."

"Jue dance?" Su Yunqin was stunned.

Somehow, she remembered that the body, body shape, clothes and all the jewelry she saw in the morgue that day were fengjue dance, and Wuzuo also confirmed her identity.

By the way, her medical space!

There's something to test DNA in space!

"Maybe... Jue Wu really didn't die?" Su Yunqin suddenly said, "Qianmo, is the hairpin of Jue dance still there?"

Feng Qianmo's face was puzzled by the fox. He turned his head and looked at Jin Ming: "go and get it."

After saying this, he took Su Yunqin's shoulder and went upstairs.

The girl in charge of leading them led them to sit down in an elegant room.

"Childe, do you still need beauty?" The girl in front blinked her eyes as she asked. She was wearing very simple clothes, the same veil covering her face, mysterious and charming.

But even though she had a wonderful figure, Feng Qianmo didn't look at her.

Su Yunqin had extra confidence in her man. She wouldn't look at other girls at all. She rubbed in the arms of Feng Qianmo.

"Honey, this girl is really. Do you have to invite a girl when you come to the spring building?"

"..." the girl's expression stagnated for a moment.

"Somebody, invite this girl out." Su Yunqin waved his hand.

At this moment, the girl couldn't help but was invited out by the bodyguard. The bodyguard stuffed her a ingot of silver. The girl was relieved to see that the money was more than the tips given by dignitaries and dignitaries in the past.

The room was very quiet. After waiting for a while, Jin Ming flashed into the room and handed Su Yunqin the hairpin and jade pendant.

"Mother."

Su Yunqin took things and turned to look at Xiangfeng Qianmo. "I want to go into space. You wait for me here."

Feng Qianmo was silent for a moment and nodded.

He didn't know what Su Yunqin was going to do, but obviously, what could those strange things in the medical space find out?

Su Yunqin suddenly paused. She looked at Jin Ming again.

"Jin Ming, get me a hair from Jue Wu's body. I need it!" Just forgot to ask Jin Ming to get his hair.

Jin Ming didn't dare to hesitate. He immediately turned and swept out of the window.

Feng Qianmo looked at Su Yunqin faintly. She was lowering her head and beating the trigger in her hand, "what are you going to do?"

"I doubt that the corpse is Jue Wu. I want to see if it is true. So I need to compare their genes. Alas, I can't tell you clearly. But if you give me some time, I can get the results right away!"

The wind was silent for a moment, and then he gave a gentle sound.

After about another cup of tea, Jinming returns again, takes the body's hair and hands it to Su Yunqin according to Su Yunqin's instructions.

Su Yun entered the space and began to compare. Because of the transformation of the instrument, the objects that touched the human body can still be compared.

……

Jin Ze followed Jun Minghui behind him. Seeing that he was in a trance, he suddenly shook his body for some reason. He immediately ran up and helped Jun Minghui.

"Young master, what's the matter with you?"

"Poof..." Jun Minghui suddenly vomited a mouthful of muddy blood.

Kanazawa was stunned. He picked Jun Minghui up on his back and jumped to the second floor.

This body suddenly fell down, which was the most frightening place for Kanazawa.

Jun Minghui was fine before.

After they went down, in a room, a man stood behind the bead curtain and silently watched them jump down.

"Empress, the emperor's life is really great." The servant girl stood behind the woman and said softly.

"Oh, the woman he likes is dead. If you want to hold him, that woman is the key."

The servant girl was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice, "what does your mother mean..."

"Let the woman 'come alive'." The woman slowly crushed the jade lamp in her hand, and her tone was suddenly cruel and cold.

She won't let Jun Minghui go. Jun Minghui took everything from her son.

……

Jinze returns to the house with Jun Minghui on his back and stumbles into the house.

"Man..."

Feng Qianmo opened his eyes and frowned when he saw Jun Minghui whose face was instantly ugly.

"Put him down and ask the doctor."

"Niang Niang... Niang Niang... I'm afraid you can't support yourself." Kanazawa is worried.

He put Jun Minghui on the bed in the room. He turned his head and looked into the room.

Clearly, Su Yunqin, who was still with Qianmo before, didn't know where he went.

"Go and get a doctor." Feng Qianmo whispered an order.

His expression was faint, but he didn't want to disturb Su Yunqin.

If Su Yunqin can really prove that fengjue dance is not dead

Even if he digs three feet, he will find someone again.

Kanazawa was stunned for a moment and went out to find a doctor.

Jun Minghui lay on the bed, his hands clenched into fists, and there was a virtual sweat on his forehead.

"Jue Wu..."

Listening to his dreamy voice, Feng Qianmo looked up at him.

The sound of Jue dance made his heart in a momentary trance.

Is this boy sincere about fengjue dance? But if a person loses his memory, no one can remember, but only a woman, doesn't it mean that this person is important to him?

What's more, Jun Minghui doesn't even recognize Su Yunqin.

When Su Yunqin came out of the space, her face was happy. She grabbed Feng Qianmo and said excitedly: "Qianmo... The body is not Jue dance, not Jue dance!"

"Seriously?" The man's eyes flickered.

She nodded fiercely, "seriously, absolutely! The result is not wrong!"

"Jue Wu..."

The sound of somniloquy from the bed suddenly attracted Su Yunqin's attention.

She turned her head and looked at Jun Minghui. "What's the matter with brother Jun?"

"Vomited blood and fainted."

Su Yunqin jerked at the corner of his mouth, "how can you say it now!"

He's so calm when people are dying?

Su Yunqin got up and immediately went to the bed to check Jun Minghui's body. His eyebrows frowned and the cold light under his eyes flashed.

The pulse is too chaotic, like emotional anxiety.

His vomiting of turbid blood has a lot to do with his previous practice of magic skills. He was almost possessed by the devil. If this situation continues, I'm afraid he will die.

Ruthless dispersion will not hurt his body, but amnesia and suddenly remembered fragments are the damage to his body.

Su Yunqin released Jun Minghui's wrist and took a silver needle from his sleeve to give him a needle.

The house was quiet for an instant.

Feng Qianmo watched Su Yunqin quietly. He knew that Su Yunqin would never want outsiders to disturb him if he saved people and treated them.

Half an hour passed. When Kanazawa invited the doctor, he found that his mother had given Jun Minghui a needle and was secretly relieved.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates have just seen the people of Tianyan country on the third floor."

"Seriously?" Jin Ming is also stunned.

Jin Ze nodded. "It's hard to recognize them in our Tianxuan clothes, but their subordinates overheard their words. They seem to be coming for your son."

The reason why he didn't do it is probably because Jun Minghui is in the palace now.

Feng Qianmo coldly hooked his lips, and his eyes were cold.

"Jue Wu..." Jun Minghui kept mumbling the name, but he didn't wake up.

Su Yunqin took back the silver needle in his hand and said, "these people are really crazy. They dare to make a fortune in our Tianxuan."

"My subordinates also feel strange. They chase people to our Tianxuan. How dare they be so rampant. My subordinates suspect that brother Jun's injury has something to do with them."

"Send someone to follow." The wind makes a sound.

Su Yunqin nodded, "don't scare the snake."

They will find a way to go into the palace to see Jun Minghui.

……

As Su Yunqin guessed, three days later, the worship post of Xiyan state was sent to Tianxuan.

Royal study.

Su Xiaomo walked into the study with a thick history book and found his father reading a letter.

"Daddy." He gave a crisp cry of wind and ink.

The man said softly, "what's the matter?"

"Dad, today the master teaches us history. I suddenly feel very interesting, but I always think the historical facts written down by these historians may not be true. What Dad said is true."

He approached fengqianmo with difficulty and lay on fengqianmo's legs.

"Well, what is this?" But soon he saw the prayer card on the table.

He is now the most diligent child in the Royal College every day. In addition, he has been taught by Su Yunqin since he was two years old. He has learned more words than other children of his age.

"Baitie? Is anyone coming to play with us?"

In the world of children, only play.

Feng Qianmo picked up the prayer post and mocked at the corners of his mouth. "They are all bad guys. You should take good care of your sister."

He lovingly touched the child's cerebellar pouch.