Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Su Yunqin suddenly got up and took another look at his daughter.

"Huh? What?" Su Xiaoye struggled to get up, gently rubbed his eyes, and his face was sleepy.

If the rebels can come, they must come for her.

Su Yunqin wrapped his daughter in a blanket and walked out. Fortunately, she slept in peace. It's convenient to leave now.

"Mother?" Su Xiaoye was picked up and called Su Yunqin in a small voice.

"Good boy, you keep sleeping." Su Yunqin comforted her daughter and strode out.

With a loud bang, the window was kicked open.

Knife and sword Qi smashed the window, jumped into countless people in black from the window, and just saw Su Yunqin holding his daughter ready to quit.

"Ha ha, just in time!"

"Fortunately, the woman hasn't run!"

"Catch them!"

They laughed and jumped forward to surround Su Yunqin.

Su Yunqin looked unchanged. Looking at these approaching masked people in black, he smiled coldly and asked, "it's really beyond our ability."

"Hehe, empress, don't you want to know the situation of Xuandi that day? Tell you, others are dead."

"You're talking nonsense!" Su Xiaoye, who was still sleepy, immediately scolded, "you are all talking nonsense! How can my father die? You must have deliberately framed them!"

"Xiao Bao, don't be angry with these people." Su Yunqin didn't have any ups and downs.

For her, the news she gets from others is just vain.

She doesn't believe it.

Su Xiaoye pursed his mouth and looked depressed and angry.

She really didn't mean to roar like this, but her father hasn't heard from him for so long. Anyone will think nonsense, but her mother never let her and her brother talk nonsense.

Seeing that their mother and daughter's emotions fluctuated, the man in black immediately moved towards them.

They have all heard that the empress of Xuantian is a cruel character. She has excellent martial arts and makes poison first-class. If she comes hard, she can't get any good fruit, but if she

When the swords collided, Su Yunqin leaned around with his daughter to avoid their attack.

Clang clang!

Suddenly, countless bodyguards in black jumped into the door and came forward to wrestle with the assassins.

"Sister-in-law Huang!" Feng Jue dance led the bodyguard to run over.

Su Yunqin saw her and shook his head gently, as if to tell her that he was fine.

Looking at Su Yunqin's carefree appearance, Feng Jue dance was slightly relieved, "fortunately, sister-in-law Huang is fine."

"Are these bodyguards uncle Wei's?" Damage Ono saw these guards in black at a glance.

After all, they are already peers. The bodyguards around Wei Zifeng are all dressed up like these.

Feng Jue Wu said softly, "I just heard that we met an assassin, so he sent someone here..."

"Ah!" The assassin who was beaten down in the house gave a painful cry. During the fight, he heard the bones rattling, like being torn off by someone.

Su Yunqin narrowed his eyes.

Wei Zifeng seems gentle, but the bodyguard is quite cruel.

"Empress!"

The evil wind also came late with the bodyguard.

Their bodyguards were dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, but when they arrived, the assassins in the house had been cleared away by Wei Zifeng's bodyguards.

"My subordinates, please forgive me for being late."

"Mother." Su Xiaomo also rushed over and gently pulled Su Yunqin's sleeve.

"I'm fine, and you don't have to blame yourself." Su Yunqin didn't look at the evil wind. He looked at the corpses all over the room and frowned discontentedly.

Fengjue dance whispered, "sister Huang, let's change an inn?"

The inn looks rather unsafe.

Su Yunqin nodded.

Su Xiaomo of the other side shouted excitedly, "it's better to change an inn. Uncle Wei just heard something upstairs and came down to tell us that he has sent someone to arrange for an inn elsewhere."

The tone was particularly excited, as if Wei Zifeng had completely bought it off.

Su Yunqin helplessly looked at his son and thought to himself that such a small thing would buy off the child, "in that case, let's do it."

Anyway, they all go to Tianyan country. Since they are on the same road, she can't brush others' kindness.

Under the veil of fengjue dance, she gently bit her lips, "sister-in-law Huang..."

Her voice was helpless.

"What's the matter? Just sleep in a room with me and Xiaobao. What are you worried about?"

Look at Wei Zifeng. Shouldn't he be a bully?

Feng Jue dance shook his head violently. He felt that Su Yunqin seemed to have misunderstood something and hurriedly explained: "sister Huang, you must have misunderstood. I'm just worried that if you get too close, you will..."

Being too close will make Wei Zifeng realize that he is fengjue dance.

She didn't want anyone to know she was a fengjue dance.

Su Yunqin saw through her mind, "go pack and prepare to change the inn."

After talking, she picked up her daughter and took the lead out of the inn.

Su Xiaomo also followed the evil wind. When he passed the wind Jue dance, he whispered, "aunt, don't worry. In fact, people care about you!"

"You little devil, you are so big." Feng Jue Wu glared at the boy.

Care or not, it was said from the mouth of a four-year-old doll, so that she didn't feel embarrassed.

Go out of the Inn and go to the next inn.

Because it is a border area, this inn is mostly. After all, many people move frequently between the two countries.

……

Wei Zifeng stood at the door of the prepared Inn, saw Su Yunqin coming and took the initiative to meet them.

"Just now, thank general Wei for his help." Su Yunqin took the lead.

"Where, the empress is too polite." Wei Zifeng smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Su Yunqin didn't ask much. He just took a deep look at Wei Zifeng and walked in.

When the rebels entered the inn, the bodyguard of Wei Zifeng came too soon. Evil wind and bodyguard arrived very late

This Wei Zifeng is a little strange.

Fengjue dance followed Su Yunqin's back and was stared at by Wei Zifeng when she passed by.

The eyes seemed to want to penetrate the veil on her face.

Feng Jue dance was stunned at the bottom of his heart. He hurried forward and closely followed Su Yunqin.

Although she thanked Wei Zifeng for her help, she didn't intend to entrust the rest of her life to the general.

Since they all want to marry generals, it's better to find a general to be a son-in-law in Tianxuan country.

Tianyan is too far away. She doesn't like it.

Of course, the premise of these considerations is Jun Minghui's marriage.

……

Three days later, they successfully entered Tianyan imperial capital.

Wei Zifeng always followed them.

Until they entered the palace, Wei Zifeng didn't follow.

After entering the palace, Su Yunqin ordered xiaofengzi: "go back and send a big gift for general Wei. Thank you for taking care of him all the way."

Although she didn't need to be taken care of by others, even Wei Zifeng was eager to take the initiative to protect them, this thanks had to be sent out.

Xiaofengzi nodded, "I know."

After that, Su Yunqin met Jun Minghui under the leadership of the palace people.

"Brother Jun."

Originally, because she arrived today, Tianyan should have held a banquet for her, but they were all rejected by Su Yunqin.

At this moment, there were only other palace people in the hall except Jun Minghui.

Jun Minghui sat on the Dragon chair in a bright yellow dragon robe with a memorial in his hand. He had already heard Su Yunqin's movement, but he didn't look up.

He looked up at her and smiled.

"Yunqin."

"Jun millet." Su Xiaomo also rushed over, directly lying on Jun Minghui's leg and rubbed vigorously.

Su Yunqin was stern, "Dabao, don't be so unruly."

"It doesn't matter." Jun Minghui took a brocade box from the table and handed it to Su Xiaomo. "Anyway, there are no outsiders here. Xiaomo, this is the baby uncle Jun gave you."

Su Xiaomo held the brocade box in his arms. With an eerie sound, he raised his head and looked at Jun Minghui strangely.

"Look what it is." Jun Minghui lifted his chin.

Su Xiaomo quickly opened it. It's a short knife. It can be retracted. It's really convenient.

"Thank you, Jun Shu."

"It's said that Xiaomo is learning martial arts recently, so it's best to give him this weapon, but don't hurt yourself."

Su Yunqin was helpless. "Brother Jun, you're going to get married tomorrow. Don't do that again. After all, I'm afraid your queen will be hostile to me in the future."

She actually said that on purpose.

Behind her stood fengjue dance. Hearing this, she hung her head all the time.

Jun Minghui was about to retort. His eyes suddenly stagnated and looked at Feng Jue dance, who had been lowering his head.

"Is this Jingrong?" He asked strangely.

But if it's Jingrong, why cover your face?

Su Yunqin didn't turn his head. He just pulled up a slightly profound smile on his lips, "naturally not."

"Oh?"

"This is my new maid." She paused before introducing, "her name is Xiaowu."

"Really?" Jun Minghui's look paused slightly, and the light at the bottom of his eyes gradually dimmed a little.

Although he covered his face, he always felt that the woman in white was familiar.

It's so much like dancing with the wind.

Feng Jue dance also noticed that his eyes were full of deep meaning, lowered his head, and felt uncomfortable.

At the moment, every moment seems to be suffering.

Su Yunqin saw the strangeness between them, and gradually had an idea at the bottom of his heart. He whispered, "brother Jun, what have you been staring at my maid for? Do you like this maid?"

"No... No." Jun Minghui was shocked by Su Yunqin's words. He suddenly looked up and shook his head.

Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised, "Oh? What's that because of?"

"Nothing." Jun Minghui said three words gently, with a trace of helplessness.

Some of his feelings were covered up so well that he couldn't express them at the moment.

Su Yunqin knows him best. No change in his mood can escape her eye observation.

"Brother Jun, why don't you leave the maid to you?"

"What?" Jun Minghui was stunned.

Even fengjue dance was so surprised that her chin fell to the ground. She looked at Su Yunqin in amazement and wanted to ask if sister-in-law Huang was crazy.

Su Xiaoye didn't speak.

Su Xiaomo gave a cry. He turned his head and looked at Xiang fengjue dance, "she..."

"Dabao!" Su Yun Qinli drank Su Xiaomo and asked him not to interrupt.