Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Empress mother, are the children's ministers wrong?" Feng Xiaomo asked carefully, blinking his star eyes and looking wronged.

Su Yunqin pursed his lips and knocked on the table with a ruler.

"No!"

Two decisive words.

Feng Xiaomo shriveled his mouth, "that... That..."

"If your sister wakes up at one o'clock. Alas... Go back and copy the art of war for me twenty times!"

Feng Xiaomo wailed: "empress mother, you still hit me on the palm of my hand twenty times..."

"Shut up, don't want to play tomorrow!" Su Yunqin stared at his son.

She thought that she must be too gentle. The child was not afraid of herself at all.

Sure enough, a loving mother is a loser.

You can't let your son live so ignorant.

Feng Xiaomo didn't dare to refute again. Afraid that Su Yunqin would increase the amount, he had to shrug and pull his small head and respond gently.

At this time, there was a steady sound of footsteps outside the palace gate.

The familiar footsteps made Feng Xiaomo immediately raise his head, and his eyes seemed to see hope.

"Father!" I don't know who came without looking back.

Su Yunqin frowned slightly and stared at his son, "get on your knees!"

Feng Xiaomo was staring and kneeling stiffly.

The man in ink robe entered the hall, glanced at his son who was punished to kneel and walked to Su Yunqin, "what are you doing?"

In fact, he has listened to his subordinates report what happened before.

ask while knowing the answer.

The man's voice was faint, but for some reason, Su Yunqin heard his words with a faint smile?

Su Yunqin snorted and said, "educate your son."

"My father, my mother, she punished her children's ministers. She asked them to copy the art of war 20 times, sobbing..."

"Oh?" Feng Qianmo's eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised. "Xiaomo, this means it's not enough. It's better to copy the national policy 20 times."

"..." dear father, dear mother!

Su Yunqin grabbed the man. "No, the national policy is too thick. Copy it next time, or the children can't sleep."

"If he makes you angry, you should be punished." A man said quietly.

"..." Feng Xiaomo shrank in place and shook his body.

Although he felt that his father's eyes were very calm and even his tone sounded gentle, why did he feel a chill on his back.

He has never been punished by his father. If he is punished today, he has a sense of crisis.

Feng Qianmo looked at his son with deep eyes. "Xiaomo, go back to the library to copy."

Feng Xiaomo gave a low voice, so he had to get up obediently and move his steps to copy books. At the bottom of his heart, he was oppressed, but he didn't dare to say more. He knew that his father had let him go.

As soon as the son left, the hall was quiet.

"Jun Wanyuan, I'm afraid he won't stop until he gets his heart." Su Yunqin held hands.

"Well, your father hasn't left yet." When Feng Qianmo saw his son gone, he came forward and hugged her.

In fact, he took his son on purpose.

The daughter-in-law is angry. It's really hard to coax.

Su Yunqin frowned, "what does it have to do with my father?"

They all live in the palace, one in the East and the other in the West. The palace is so big that it is impossible to fight to one side.

"If you think he's a prisoner, I'll let him go in three days." He hugged her in a soft voice.

The man buried his face in the socket of her neck.

A cool breath hit the skin of her neck fossa, itching.

Su Yunqin glanced at him and asked, "are you really good?"

"Why not?" The man buried his head and smelled the familiar sweet aroma on her, some greedy.

She showed a trace of doubt. Unexpectedly, she was bitten at the neck socket. The pain made her hum: "Feng Qianmo, what are you doing!"

Is it a dog?

"Do you think you can do it alone?" His voice was muffled in the nest of her neck.

Is this guy teasing her with his voice?

Su Yunqin stabilized his mind and hurriedly pushed him away. His little eyes shook around and said, "I tell you, you are the king of a country. Pay attention to your image."

The man half narrowed his black eyes and stared at the little woman's bright red lips. His heart moved and wanted to bite her lips.

May——

"Father, mother, I have something very important to say!" The wind that has gone and returned runs into the hall.

His son suddenly ran in. Su Yunqin hurriedly pushed Feng Qianmo's hand away, moved his steps aside, and coughed up like embarrassment.

"Eh?" The little guy's eyes twinkled, as if he had found a new world.

Yes, he blushed when he found his mother.

"Eh, what eh, what are you going to say?" Su Yunqin glared at his son.

Feng Qianmo is not angry. This is not the first time he has been disturbed by his son. He secretly thinks that he must lock the hall door when he wants to do something else with his daughter-in-law next time.

Although... The little woman has children in her belly, he can't do anything else at all.

Feng Xiaomo laughed and didn't feel that he had disturbed his parents: "that bad millet seems to say something about Uncle qianluo. I heard it secretly when he caught us."

"What are you talking about?" Su Yunqin suspected that he had heard wrong.

Feng Xiaomo nodded.

"Really, really, and what the bad corn said was in his hand."

Su Yunqin looked at the wind with thousands of ink, and the man frowned, his face suddenly coagulated.

Feng qianluo

In the hands of Jun Wanyuan?

Feng Xiaomo bit her little finger and looked at her parents nervously. She wanted to see something wrong from her parents' faces.

But apart from being serious, they couldn't see any other emotions.

Su Yunqin looked at the wind and said, "thousands of ink."

"Xiaomo, go back and have a rest." Feng Qianmo walked over and pinched his son's small face. "Don't go out of the palace at night."

Feng Xiaomo nodded. When he was ready to go out, he looked back at them and said, "Hey, hey, you should be together well."

Then he left.

Su Yunqin was not happy at all when he looked at the little girl's strange appearance.

She was a little upset, perhaps because she was pregnant, or because of what happened today.

"Qianmo, do you have an idea?"

"Sit down." The man took her to the seat. "You don't need to worry about these things. You have children."

Su Yunqin tilted his mouth.

What kind of answer is that? She was rather dissatisfied.

……

A temporary imperial palace.

Su Peng heard the news outside and drank tea calmly.

At this time, long Tiantian came up and whispered, "emperor, do we really want to wait for Yunqin production here? But it will be difficult for us to go on like this for a few months!"

"No." Su Peng shook his head gently, "let's go when Jun Wanyuan is gone."

He was worried, and Jun Wanyuan was not a good man at first sight.

Although they live in the palace together, they never come and go.

Just outside, Su Yunqin sent someone to search the palace, and he knew that Jun Wanyuan was a bad comer.

The Dragon sat gently on one side and quietly embroidered the handkerchief. Hearing their words, he gently raised his eyes and looked at them.

Jun Wanyuan?

The emperor of Tianyan seems to sound very good!

Climbing a high branch does not necessarily have to climb the high branch of Tianxuan. The high branch of Yan can climb on this day!

Her eyes flickered with streamer, then lowered her head and continued to embroider her veil as if nothing had happened.

But after a while, there was a noise outside the door.

Someone came and said, "Emperor Yan came to visit that day."

What a coincidence. Just talking about this man, he came.

The Dragon raised his head and looked out with some expectation.

Su Peng sneered coldly, and his face didn't like to see this man.

"Emperor, don't do this. After all, people are also guests. It's good to meet them." Long Tiantian came forward and took Su Peng's arm and said softly.

She has been playing a virtuous and elegant appearance. Sometimes she thinks she is like this after wearing the mask for a long time.

But the dragon on one side gently looked at her sister's hypocritical appearance and despised it from the bottom of her heart.

I'm afraid my sister has the same idea as her in the bottom of her heart. I think I can let Yan Emperor see her this day? Su Peng is so old and wrinkled that he can't be compared with the handsome young Tianyan emperor.

Footsteps came and sounded very slow.

After waiting for a long time, Emperor Yan stepped into their Palace door that day, taking very small steps.

Looking at the way the man walked, the two women looked different.

Su Peng was expressionless.

……

Royal study.

Su Yunqin helped a man grind.

Jinze plundered into the house and said, "Your Majesty, your mother, Jun Wanyuan went to find the ancient Zhou emperor."

"Oh, I'm really restless." Su Yunqin said coldly, "just now Dabao said that before they went, old general Mo also went to the palace to see him. Does he want to dig the foot of the wall?"

Feng Qianmo shook his head gently, "this is the beginning."

He's just starting. There must be another move.

Su Yunqin understood what he meant and gently pursed his lips, unhappy at the bottom of his heart.

"Qianmo, anyway, will tear his face with him. It's better to let him succeed first..." she leaned close to the man's ear and said something gently.

Feng Qianmo pondered for a while before he gave a gentle hum.

I agreed not to let the little woman worry about these things, but I still let her care about these little things after all. Damn it.

……

In the palace, Su Peng ordered someone to send him away without saying a few words to Jun Wanyuan.

Seeing that he was so angry that his chest fluctuated, long Tiantian hurried forward and comfortingly patted the man on the back. He said with a sigh: "emperor, why do you want to be angry with him? He just said something too much."

The Dragon looked at them gently and gently put down the half embroidered handkerchief.

"Sister, brother-in-law, I'll leave first."

Long Tiantian glanced at her. Just looking at her expression, she knew what she wanted to do. Liu Mei frowned in disgust.

The dragon has retreated gently.

She withdrew and walked towards Jun Wanyuan's bedroom.

Because she was nervous, her hand clutching her sleeve had some strength.

Just now, Jun Wanyuan said to Su Peng, "emperor, since you are su Yunqin's father, I'll tell you the truth. Give the little princess's heart and I'll just leave. Otherwise, I'll dig Su Yunqin's stomach and take the child from her belly."

"If you don't believe me, you can try. I have a lot of ways to deal with the wind and Qianmo."

That sentence after sentence was cruel and cruel, but now she looked obsessed in her eyes.