Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Su Yunqin is a modern man. He doesn't believe in the trick of blood recognition.

But she couldn't explain it to these old bigots.

In that case, let them give up.

Although there are many things in the medical space, enough to prove her son's blood relationship with Feng Qianmo.

Everyone looked at each other and looked at Su Yunqin.

"The empress is so righteous. I'm afraid the grand master framed it first?"

If they were framed, wouldn't they be in the wrong line?

Seeing that the grand master didn't respond, Su Yunqin asked coldly, "why did the grand master suddenly stop talking? Since everyone wants to see it, the palace will let someone bring a bowl."

She raised her sleeves and the people in the palace brought up the bowl containing water.

"Empress, wait a minute. Since the Grand Master said this, he thought that either the city government had deliberately framed him in his heart, or he had been pushed and framed by villains. If he knew that the child was indeed his Majesty's flesh and blood after dripping blood, the grand master was... The crime of deliberately framing the royal heir!"

An old minister was also too busy to help Su Yunqin speak.

Although the news of the emperor is missing now, it can be said that this good minister who once followed Feng Qianmo still exists.

They always stand on Su Yunqin's side.

Su Yunqin changed a slightly comfortable sitting position, leaned his back against the back of the chair and said with a smile: "what Shangshu said is very true. Gu Xiang, tell me, how to deal with the crime of slander?"

The brilliance on the old master's face could not hang any longer.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at other party members, but others did not dare to look at him for fear of being dragged into the water.

"Report back to your mother. According to your previous Majesty's disposal, you can cut your tongue and remove your official position, or 50 big boards."

"Well, Gu Xiang, look, is this a misdemeanor or a felony?" Su Yunqin slightly bent his fingers and knocked on the armrest of the chair intentionally or unintentionally.

Since the two princes returned to the court, the appearance of these ministers ready to move has long made her unable to see it.

How could she miss such an opportunity today, since they hit the muzzle of a gun by themselves?

Su Yunqin's question made Gu Yuheng smile. He turned and looked at the master who was shivering on the ground.

"Grand master, you have to think about it."

The grand master's body trembled badly, as if he were suffering on a hot pot.

"Also ask the empress to prove to the old minister that it doesn't hurt even if he is cut off and lost his official position."

Su Yunqin hissed coldly.

He is a grand master and must be the prince's teacher in the future. She doesn't want such an old man to be her son's teacher.

"Somebody, go and ask your highness to come."

Gu Yuheng glanced sympathetically at the grand master, gently shook his head and sighed.

At this age, you shouldn't participate in such disputes. You should have stopped long ago.

Stupid, stupid don't know.

But after a while, Feng Xiaomo was brought into the hall, looked around with a confused face, and finally saw Feng Jue dance standing on Su Yunqin's side.

"Mother... Empress mother." Just as he was about to call his mother, he took it back in time.

In front of so many ministers, his mother had told him and his sister to call her mother instead of her mother in the future.

So as not to give these ministers a handle.

"Dabao, come here." Su Yunqin saw his son and gently waved to him.

Feng Xiaomo raised her little feet and finally stood beside Feng Jue dance.

"Xiaomo, the grandpa said that you are not your father's son. You have to cut your little finger to prove it. In order not to embarrass your mother, shall we cut your finger?" Fengjue dance squatted down, pulled fengxiaomo and coaxed gently.

She loved the two children most. It would be all right for her to cut her fingers, but it was her nephew's fingers.

"Nothing." Feng Xiaomo patted his chest and said proudly, "I'm grown up. I'm a man. I'm not afraid."

The grand master swallowed his saliva and secretly looked up at Feng Xiaomo.

This is very much like your majesty when he was a child

At that time, he thought that his Majesty was not in. Even if he was bleeding, he could not recognize his relatives. After all, his Majesty was not in.

But now it's better that this fengjue dance comes out.

Su Yunqin pulled his son, "Dabao, just cut it for your father and Emperor."

Then she took out a small dagger from her sleeve and asked her son to put out his hand.

Feng Xiaomo was not afraid. There was even no expression fluctuation on his little face. He obediently extended his little hand to Su Yunqin.

As soon as the tip of her finger hurt, her knife gently scraped over the tip of her finger, stinging, but it was only for a while.

The blood bead rolled into the bowl, and Feng Jue dance quickly cut his finger.

Two drops of blood slowly gathered together in the water.

People crowded over to see the situation.

"It's my own flesh and blood, my own flesh and blood!"

"Yes, yes!"

The people who looked closer nodded and shouted excitedly.

When they finished all this, they all looked at the grand master kneeling on the ground. Some mocked and some expressed sympathy, but no one would be foolish enough to plead for the grand master.

In the future, after the crown prince is canonized, the grand master will also be replaced.

So moral, how to be the prince's teacher?

Su Yunqin said faintly, "all retreat."

The ministers were shocked by her voice and retreated one after another. They looked at each other and heard the dissatisfaction and anger of the queen.

The ministers retreated to their original positions and knelt down one after another.

No one dared to speak, especially the queen in the high position did not speak at this moment.

Feng Xiaomo tilted his head and asked curiously, "empress mother, why are they so afraid?"

The blood also dropped and the relatives recognized it. This proves that they have any dissatisfaction before them?

Su Yunqin touched his son's little hand.

"Gu Xiang, what do you say?"

"It's a great sin to return to the empress. Anyone who follows the grand master to slander the empress should be removed from their official posts."

"Prime minister Gu, Prime Minister!" As soon as the others heard it, their faces suddenly changed. Someone's voice was too loud and shouted immediately.

They dare not ask Su Yunqin, they only dare to ask Gu Yuheng.

What kind of person is Gu Yuheng? If he speaks, no one dares to refute.

"We were blinded only when we listened to the nonsense of the grand master. All this was deliberately encouraged by the grand master!"

In disbelief, the grand master turned and looked at the ministers who were still drinking and eating together on weekdays, pointing at the tip of their noses one by one.

"You... It's very kind of you!"

Su Yunqin looked at them with a smile, waiting for them to finish the quarrel.

Gu Yuheng still stood there, tall and indifferent, and then said to Su Yunqin, "empress, according to the minister, all this is done by the grand master, but other shielding party members are also punished with a stick, otherwise this majesty is difficult to stand!"

Hearing this, all the officials couldn't help taking a breath.

Feng Xiaomo silently looked at the expression changes of all the people in the hall. He looked at their appearance carefully and thought it was interesting.

In the final analysis, these people think his mother is easy to bully.

"Just do as Gu Xiang said." Su Yunqin raised his hand and ordered someone to pull down the minister who should be dealt with.

……

The matter of sealing the prince was publicized, and the suspicion of Tianxuan dissipated.

Feng Xiaomo followed Su Yunqin to the imperial study.

"Mom, if I were the prince, would my father be more strict when he came back?" He stepped on the chair and lay on the table.

Su Yunqin quietly looked at his son in front of him and swallowed his words.

She can't tell him that his father is gone, can she?

"In the future, no matter in front of outsiders or me, you can only call your mother, not your mother."

"Ah?" Feng Xiaomo gave a cry and shriveled her mouth, "but mother..."

After the word "Niang" hovered around her lips for a long time, she had to swallow it back silently.

"Empress mother." He follows good advice like a stream.

Su Yunqin nodded with satisfaction, "this is good. Remember, you can only call your mother in the future."

Feng Xiaomo bowed his head and his heart was very heavy.

It's better to do whatever you want. Now you can't even call your mother.

Su Yunqin touched his son's little face, "you child, you are the prince from today. When you walk on the road, others call you your highness. In the future, the mysterious rivers and mountains are yours. Take your temperament and learn from your sister more. Don't be rash."

Feng Xiaomo nodded slightly.

The burden was really heavy. It suddenly pressed on his shoulder and caught him off guard.

Su Yunqin looked at his son with more loving eyes.

"Mother, when will my brother be born? Jun Shu sent a letter saying that the fruit we want is ripe and can be picked!"

It's just that Su Yunqin has a big stomach. How to pick it?

There was a touch of worry in the heart of Feng Xiaomo.

He is not a child anymore. He will be five years old this year.

So, just as he was about to say that he was going to find fruit for his sister, he was interrupted by the man at the door.

"Sister in law, I'll get it for you."

If Feng Jue danced, let Feng Xiaomo turn his head and look at her, stunned for a moment.

Su Yunqin was stunned, "Why are you..."

That's a cliff. How can this girl take risks?

Feng Xiaomo looked at the pretty face of Feng Jue dance and suddenly realized it and made an enlightened look.

"I see. Do you... Miss Jun Shu?"

When Feng Jue danced, he was embarrassed.

She turned to look at Xiangfeng Xiaomo and gouged out the child with her eyes.

Nonsense, big truth!

"Well, I'm relieved to have brother Jun with you."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. If there is anything wrong with Tianxuan, Gu Xiang will certainly take care of it. Gu is most sincere to the emperor's brother. Sister-in-law's top priority now is to keep the baby well."

Su Yunqin looked down at his big belly and nodded for a while.

Yes, the top priority is to keep the baby.

The third child always has to watch.

In ancient times, women undoubtedly passed through the gate of hell to have children. She was particularly worried every time she came here.

Feng Jue dance came forward and gently patted Su Yunqin on the shoulder, "sister-in-law, I'll be back in a month. I'll be with you."

"Aunt, why don't you take me?"