Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

He looked up and nodded gently. "A wise little girl like your empress, your royal highness, will not make such a reckless thing. It is either a princess who has been abducted from the palace or has been taken away from the palace."

Su Yunqin nodded gently.

"Cut!" However, Feng Xiaomo held his small arm and hissed discontentedly, "if you can say so, it's reasonable!"

He really has a big prejudice against this Mo Yihan.

If it weren't for him, how could he lose his sister!

My sister just wants to find Mo Yihan when she leaves the palace. In addition to finding Mo Yihan, he really can't think of what his sister can do when she leaves the palace!

Mo Yihan looked at him slightly. Looking at the hostility of the little one's face, he was also helpless.

Su Yunqin gently touched his son's small head, walked to Mo Yihan's face, and gently put his hand on Mo Yihan's shoulder.

"Xiao Han, go back first. If you have any news about Xiao Bao, let me know immediately."

Suddenly he was called "Xiaohan", and the gorgeous boy turned red inexplicably. He looked up at Su Yunqin and hesitated for a while before nodding.

The first time someone called him so intimately

Even his parents are just called "Yi Han".

He couldn't help looking at Su Yunqin more, as if he wanted to see some other expressions on the beautiful queen's face.

Unfortunately

At this moment, the queen, who has always been high above, is just an ordinary mother.

Looking at the worries of Su Yun's eyes, he was very cold and nodded, and his handsome face was calm. He said: "the queen is at ease. I will send dad to find her royal highness!"

Su Yunqin waved and asked him to leave.

Then he turned and walked back.

She must interrogate everyone who can interrogate!

Xiao Bao, why is this child so inconvenient?

She's so angry!

Mo Yihan saluted Su Yunqin, then turned and left. When he left the palace gate, he looked up at the sky, and his eyes fainted with a sense of worry.

If a little bit like a princess had appeared around before, he would be very happy.

But now the princess suddenly disappeared, and the bottom of his heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, empty, as if he had been dug away by something.

Ono... Where have you been?

……

For two consecutive days, I didn't find the news of fengxiaoye.

Su Yunqin interrogated everyone, even the bodyguard of the city gate. She also ordered severe punishment until they remembered all the things of that day.

At the moment, it was dark in the prison, and the screams of prisoners were constantly swirling in the prison, swirling over and over again.

Jingrong stood on one side and bit her lower lip with fear.

"Madam... It's bad luck here. Let's go up first?"

"No! Fight until these people have memories!" Su Yunqin's face was dark and hard to describe.

Her gloomy face, coupled with the fierce murderous intention at the bottom of her eyes, was frightening.

Jingrong suddenly dared not persuade again.

This is my mother's heart. After so many days, there is still no news about the child

Everyone will worry.

Finally, the scream was mixed with a cry for mercy: "empress... Ah! Empress, I remember!"

The bodyguard suddenly called so. Su Yunqin made a gesture to make people stop. He coldly ordered, "bring this man up."

In the past, she was not so fond of lynching, but these days, her anger almost burned, and the whole emperor was willing.

The longer Feng Xiaoye disappeared, the more worried and uncomfortable she was.

The bodyguard was carried up by two other bodyguards and thrown in front of Su Yunqin.

"Say!"

"Madam, yesterday... I saw the portrait of the princess in my humble position yesterday. I think of the peasant woman who went out of the city with a little male doll that seems to be the princess..."

With a "touch", Su Yunqin threw out the tea lamp in his hand, fell to the ground, and made a crisp noise, which scared the whole prison.

The guard crawled on the ground and said nothing.

"Draw me what the farmer looks like!" Su Yunqin gnashed his teeth.

The bodyguard's heart trembled fiercely. Even if he couldn't lift his hand, he still trembled and took the pen and drew on the white paper.

This is a clue. As long as you follow this person, you will find a clue!

After interrogating the prisoner and getting the portrait, Su Yunqin left the prison.

Her steps faltered as she left the prison.

Jing Rong was shocked and hurriedly helped her.

"Mother?"

"Help me back to rest." She said in a hoarse voice, exhausted.

Jing Rong's eyes are red and nods hard.

The empress of her family hasn't slept well for several nights. Since she knew that the princess was gone, she couldn't eat and sleep well. It really made her more sad.

After returning to the house to have a rest, Su Yunqin fell asleep in a daze and lost consciousness.

When Jing Rong came in, he saw Su Yunqin's face was wrong. He quickly touched Su Yunqin's forehead and shouted in surprise: "ah, it's so hot!"

The most taboo for pregnant people is sad and sick. They can't eat or sleep well. How can they not get sick!

She hurried out to look for the doctor.

……

When the night fell, Feng Xiaomo heard that Su Yunqin was ill, so he kept waiting by the bed.

Wait and wait, his little head will be bit by bit.

So sleepy

No, I can't sleep. My mother is still burning!

Thinking that his mother was still ill, he suddenly sat up again, looked around warily, and then touched Su Yunqin's forehead.

Fortunately, the heat subsided.

"After my mother, my sister will be fine." His tender voice sounded gently in Su Yunqin's ear, determined.

Just... When will my father come back?

Just thinking, the Palace door suddenly "touched" with a loud noise and was pushed away.

Hearing the news, Feng Xiaomo hurriedly stood up to see the man who broke in, and then was stunned.

Light and shadow crisscross on the man. Half of the man's body is hidden in the dark and half in the dim light, but it's enough to see his anxiety.

This familiar figure, this familiar Junrong... Is not his father?

"Father!" Feng Xiaomo rushed up excitedly.

Feng Qianmo picked up his son and walked to the edge of the bed.

"The mother was ill and tired. She didn't have a good rest when she came back." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Feng Xiaomo immediately reminded him in a small voice, with a sad face.

He loves his mother dearly. After such a toss, the child in his belly is really poor.

Feng Qianmo's eyes were full of heartache. He put his son down and gently covered Su Yunqin's forehead.

It's really hot

He heard about things in the palace and hurried back without closing his eyes for two nights.

How could he let her face so many things alone? Damn it!

Feng Xiaomo gently pulled his big hand, "father, I take good care of my mother. Her fever has almost subsided."

He's not asking for credit. He just wants Feng Qianmo not to worry too much.

Feng Qianmo reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips and gently stroked his son's head. "You did a good job."

Su Yunqin heard a voice in his ear, gently frowned and scratched in the air. Suddenly he caught a warm palm and rubbed his face into the man's palm.

This hand can give her a sense of inexplicable stability.

Feng Qianmo looked at his son: "Xiaomo, you go to rest. The father and the emperor looked at his mother."

Feng Xiaomo hesitated for a moment and wanted to say that he was guarding with his father, but under the forced eyes of Feng Qianmo, he had to give up and turn around and leave.

He knows his father is there. He must be fine.

Out of the door, he carried a pair of small hands behind him and sighed like a little adult.

"Your Highness, what are you sighing?" Xiaofengzi caught up with him and looked at the five-year-old child who had already sighed.

After spending so much time with the prince for a year and a half, he suddenly felt that the prince was following his Majesty's old path more and more

His Majesty was a good and lively child when he was five years old, but his majesty has changed since the "Empress Dowager" asked him more and more too much.

Although he is younger than his majesty, he served his majesty when he was very young

"I was just thinking... What the hell is my sister doing?" Feng Xiaomo wrinkled a pair of small eyebrows.

Xiao Fengzi holds his forehead.

……

When Su Yunqin woke up, she found some darkness in her bedroom. She struggled to remember her body, but she realized that she was trapped in her arms.

you must be dreaming?

At this time, her first reaction was that she was still dreaming.

After moving, she found that the arms trapped on her body were getting tighter and tighter. She was aware of the temperature and breathing in her chest, and she was sure that it was not a dream!

Feng Qianmo is back.

Shit!

She scolded fiercely from the bottom of her heart, then buried her face in a man's arms, and then opened her mouth to bite down.

"Hmm..." suddenly there was a pain in the position of the heart, which woke up the man who was sleeping heavily.

Hearing his muffled hum, Su Yunqin nodded slightly with satisfaction, thinking that this guy finally woke up.

If he cries pain, it must mean that this is not a dream.

Feng Qianmo opened his eyes and asked in a dumb voice, "are you awake?"

"When did you come back?" Su Yunqin hissed coldly.

She is really tired. She has to worry about the small and the big.

The most excessive thing is that the big one came back soon. As a result, it disappeared and didn't appear for so many days.

Feng Qianmo heard the sadness in her words, sighed, took her closer into his arms, lowered his head and rubbed her hot forehead.

"I came back two hours ago, and I came back overnight."

"Oh..." Su Yunqin replied warmly. She lowered her eyes and wished her daughter would know she was back.

"I know that Ono is gone. I've increased my manpower to find it. Not only that, but also let Jun Minghui's silver soul sect find it."

Su Yunqin looked up at him in surprise.

"Brother Jun?"