Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Presumptuous!" One of the bodyguards shouted.

Su Yunqin lowered his eyes and saw the woman's sleeves moving. With this move, the subtle sound in the sleeves immediately made Su Yunqin's eyes cold. She suddenly picked up her daughter and kicked the woman away.

With a bang, the woman's dagger covered in her sleeve fell to the ground in an instant.

The woman fell directly from the spectator seat on the second floor, causing the spectators to cry out.

Su Yunqin retreated a few steps. Another woman in red took a soft sword out of her mouth and approached Su Yunqin a few times.

Honey sword!

Su Yunqin retreated behind with his daughter in his arms, and other bodyguards immediately came forward to protect her.

"Mother, this woman can play acrobatics." Su Xiaoye took a poison pill from his arms and threw it out.

Su Yunqin looked sluggish.

Stink pill?

She grabbed her daughter and immediately plundered down the second floor.

The poison pill was thrown at the woman. The woman cut it with a sword, but the dull purple smoke dispersed with a bang, accompanied by a strange smell.

The woman in red covered her mouth and nose and staggered. Finally, she couldn't resist the smell and fainted to the ground.

On the horse farm, the crowd came forward and helped Jun Mingze up.

Jun Mingze pretended to faint and pulled the horse's tail when he fainted.

The horse was stimulated, hissed and rushed towards the direction of wind and ink.

The man looked motionless, but the horse that came from the crazy collision was blown away by the invisible wind.

Su Xiaomo sat in front of Feng Qianmo. He didn't even see how his father shot, so the horse flew away.

"Wow." He suddenly exclaimed, "Daddy is really powerful."

"Dismount." Feng Qianmo took the lead in getting off the horse, took his son down and walked out of the racecourse.

Kanazawa swept over and whispered, "the two maidens just brought by King Xuan want to assassinate the queen."

"Yes."

"Then... What about King Xuan?"

"In jail." The thin lips and corners of the wind thousands of ink light float a mocking smile.

Kanazawa was stunned, "but if it's Tianyan country..."

"Just do it." He frowned impatiently and said only four words.

Kanazawa answered.

It seems that because Jun Minghui is here, their majesty is so brazen in dealing with King Xuan. Although the relationship between the two countries is slightly bad, Jun Minghui has lost his memory recently, and may ease the relationship between the two countries for a while.

Moreover, Tianyan has no monarch now, which is likely to give people an opportunity.

Feng Qianmo led his son out of the racecourse.

At this time, when Jun Mingze, who pretended to be dizzy, heard that he was going to put him in prison, he suddenly opened his eyes and said angrily, "I'm an envoy of Tianyan! How dare you put the king in prison? You Tianxuan deceived people too much!"

He scolded and angrily scolded the bodyguard who grabbed him.

The guards were indifferent.

Jun Mingze was dragged away, his mouth still swearing.

"It's the rule that the two countries negotiate without cutting envoys. Feng Qianmo, what do you want to do, tyrant?"

"Pull it down." Feng Qianmo frowned and ordered impatiently.

……

The night fell in a quiet and inconspicuous inn.

"Madam, the Xiuqin has been arranged by Jun Minghui's side, and Jun Minghui really thinks she is fengjue dance!" Mammy went to a woman in beautiful clothes by the window.

The woman stood by the window with her negative hand, quietly looked at the night outside the window and smiled coldly.

"I can't imagine that if you swallow this thing, you can still see who he has at the bottom of his heart. He really doesn't remember Su Yunqin, but the wind Jue dance?"

The woman turned and looked at Mammy.

The beautiful face is matched with the flirtatious exotic wind, and there is a tear mole at the corner of the mouth, which is charming and moving.

Mammy nodded. "It's true."

"Ha ha." She narrowed her eyes, "let Xiuqin play her role."

"The empress is really wise. She assassinated the woman fengjue dance. There is no proof of her death."

"Hum, as long as Xiuqin moves your majesty, it's easy to hold him."

……

Su Yunqin walked to fengqianmo's imperial study and saw him correcting the memorial as if no one else. Her eyes were slightly paused.

"Thousand ink." She called to him and strode towards him.

Feng Qianmo answered softly, raised his head and looked at her, "what's the matter?"

"Are you still in the mood to correct the memorial here?" Su Yunqin came forward and patted the table.

"What's the matter?" His question was light.

It seems that the thing about the racecourse today is just as easy and simple as talking about the weather.

The attitude of Feng Qianmo choked Su Yunqin to death.

"Just put Jun Mingze in prison. What are you going to do next?"

"Tie it up and throw it back to Tianyan."

"And then?" After all, it's an envoy. If you kill him like this, it may cause war between the two countries, but if you throw it back, it's also a shame.

It's not flattering in any way.

The wind pulled her hand.

Su Yunqin was pulled by him, but he had to go around him and sit on his lap.

"Then... Naturally, he killed him with the help of others. It's useless to keep this man. The solitary meeting asked someone to write down his crimes and give them to the supreme emperor of Tianyan at that time."

The supreme emperor is the father of Jun Minghui.

Su Yunqin pondered for a moment and nodded.

Just, since Tianyan's people took the initiative to bully the door, why should they be patient?

"Xiaofengzi, where's the evil wind?" Su Yunqin suddenly thought of something and asked xiaofengzi at the door.

Xiaofengzi approached, hung his head and said, "madam, Lord evil wind is still looking after childe Jun. however... Just now I heard Lord evil wind say that a woman claimed to be fengjue dance and followed childe Jun."

Su Yunqin sat upright.

She turned to look at the wind.

The man's eyes lit up.

"Wind Jue dance?" Su Yunqin repeated in a low voice, "are you sure?"

Xiaofengzi nodded, "I heard you right."

……

Jun Minghui sat at his desk and didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhao Xiuqin saw that he looked dull. Her beautiful eyes flashed. She quickly pulled her clothes loose and walked to Jun Minghui step by step.

The woman stretched out a slender bracelet around Jun Minghui's neck.

"Your Majesty, when are you going to return to Tianyan? The country cannot be without a king for a day. Although the supreme emperor now temporarily controls the government, he still needs your majesty to deal with it after all!"

She said, her weak boneless hands restless.

Jun Minghui forbeared. Finally, he waved her hand and pushed it to the ground.

Zhao Xiuqin stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Emperor?" She hastily raised her head and looked at Jun Minghui.

"Are you really a Jue dance?" He suddenly looked at her with a pair of sword eyebrows.

Damn it, my head is starting to hurt again.

Feng Jue dance in his impression is definitely not such a frivolous person. Although he is unruly and sometimes unreasonable, he will never practice himself like this!

Zhao Xiuqin's eyes burst into tears. She pulled off the veil on her face, pointed to her face and said, "do you think I'm a fengjue dance? Can't you recognize my face?"

Her eyes were red and her face was full of distress and sadness.

Jun Minghui's chest fluctuated. He felt that there was something strange in his heart. He felt uncomfortable and had nowhere to vent.

But he had to hold back.

"You say you are a Jue dance. Why do you think so?" Jun Minghui closed his eyes, "if you have a face, you can say you are fengjue dance?"

He doesn't remember anything. He only remembers fengjue dance. Why?

In fact, in the past, Feng Jue dance was really annoying. He even avoided for many times and didn't want to have any intersection with her. But I don't know how capable this woman is. She pretended to be a maid and sneaked into the palace and stayed with him all the time.

Over time, the woman became his habit.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

Finally, later, his father and mother forced him to marry. Fengjue dance had a big fight with him and left overnight. He was anxious to catch up with her and learned that she was ready to return to Tianxuan.

After that, he promised to send her back to Tianxuan.

It was at the time of huitianxuan

He remembered!

He finally remembered everything!

The man's eyes fell sharply to the woman sitting on the ground.

"You are not fengjue dance." He said coldly and forced Zhao Xiuqin.

The woman was frightened by his sudden change of face. She kept shrinking back and looked at him in horror.

The man who had just been gentle suddenly turned into a decisive and indifferent face, which frightened her for a while.

"Your Majesty..."

He approached her and squeezed her chin.

"You're not fengjue dance. Did... You kill her?"

"Your Majesty..."

The door was suddenly knocked.

"Brother Jun." It's su Yunqin's voice.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiuqin knew that his opportunity was coming. She jumped up and gave Jun Minghui a kick.

Jun Minghui dodged and slapped the woman.

Su Yunqin heard the sound of fighting at the door and turned to look at Xiangfeng Qianmo.

The man lifted his jaw, and the palace man on one side immediately opened the door for them.

The moment he opened the door, he saw a woman vomiting blood and falling to the ground, which surprised Su Yunqin.

Because the woman who fell down has a face of wind Jue dance!

"Brother Jun?"

"Yunqin?" Jun Minghui gasped slightly. He didn't know whether it was because of martial arts or because of anger. At the moment, his chest fluctuated, but he was out of breath.

Su Yunqin was stunned for a long time. "Brother Jun, do you remember?"

However, the man had no time to respond to her. He stepped back heavily and fell down.

"Brother Jun?" She strode into the room and looked at Jun Minghui who fainted to the ground.

Feng Qianmo follows Su Yunqin. Seeing that the little woman cares about Jun Minghui so much, she feels unhappy and can't attack.

At the moment, it seemed that he was narrow-minded.

"Come and carry him to bed."

The palace man came forward and helped the man up.

"It should be the sequelae of his previous practice of magic skills. He really doesn't cherish his body at all." Su Yunqin pursed his lips.

She said it to Feng Qianmo behind her, but the man didn't respond to her. After a while, he snorted.

Su Yunqin heard his hum and looked at him strangely.

"What's the matter with you?"

He looked into his dissatisfied eyes.