Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

The soft hand stretched out and was stopped by the big hand again.

"Yunqin." His face was frozen.

Su Yunqin pursed his lips.

She had been back for several days, but she could feel his obvious rejection of her because of the puppet technique used by Li Jin last time.

She loosened his skirt.

"What are you worried about?"

She knew that he was afraid that Li Jin would use puppetry again, but could he use it at such a long distance?

A woman's mind is always sensitive. The more she suddenly alienates, the more she wants to be close to him.

"Qianmo, ignore my words and I'll go." She held his handsome face in her hands and straightened his face.

He was straightened by her hand, his eyes fell, and looked at her white porcelain face full of seriousness and seriousness. He lowered his head and wiped her thin lips gently.

"Yunqin, you came here to tease me?"

"Er..." Su Yunqin was stunned and remembered what he had come to do. He quickly stood up and took the paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

Feng Qianmo approached her curiously and saw that she was painting on the drawing.

Look again, she drew a strange carpentry drawing.

"What is this?" He asked.

"Stroller." Su Yun Qin Yang's lips, "for children. It's much more convenient to take them out next time."

Feng Qianmo's eyes fell back to the table and stared at it for a long time before smiling.

At the moment, the picture of the couple holding their four children out hand in hand flashed through their minds.

……

Su Yunqin gave the drawing to Jinze and ordered the carpenter to do it. After she folded it back to the hall, she found that Feng Xiaomo was already busy and confused.

"Oh, come on, Xiao Jue, don't throw it around. Oh, Xiao Shuang, don't kick the quilt."

Looking at his son's sweat and anxiety, Su Yunqin thought it was very interesting and burst into laughter.

Hearing her mother's laughter, Feng Xiaomo turned around and saw that she was still in the mood to laugh. She simply stood there with her waist crossed.

"Mother, are you still laughing?"

"Dabao, I'm glad to smile."

Feng Xiaomo was easy to cheat. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "really? It's a gratifying smile? Why do I look like I have a bad intention?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Su Yunqin coughed softly, "I think you are more and more like a big brother."

As soon as Feng Xiaomo heard this, he immediately stopped his suspicious look and quickly bowed his head and straightened his clothes.

"Really?"

It turned out that he was like a big brother. When I see feng Xiaoye again in the future, I must impress her.

Su Yunqin nodded gently with a smile and touched the child's cerebellar bag melon, "well, I'll take care of Xiaoshuang and you can play with xiaojue."

Children are children. When it comes to playing, they can jump up happily.

Su Yunqin looked at his son and said, "in a few days, let's go back to see our grandfather and great grandfather. How about it?"

Feng Xiaomo nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, I miss them too."

Looking at his son's lovely appearance, Su Yunqin gently gathered a smile on his face.

I don't know how Dad is.

……

It's night.

The door of the temple opened, and a man came in from the door. The footsteps were very steady.

Su Yunqin raised her eyes and looked at the man in ink. At this time, she was still leaning on the head of the bed and didn't sleep.

The man who entered the temple seemed surprised to see that she hadn't slept yet.

"Why don't you sleep?" He asked softly and walked towards her.

"Waiting for you." Su Yunqin gently stirred the quilt horn.

Her sentence waiting for you makes a man's heart move and an inexplicable warm current flow through.

Feng Qianmo opened his bedding and sat down.

"Don't let me see the injury during the day. Can you show it to me at night?" Su Yunqin climbed towards him.

Between them, there is no need for too many words, as long as they are well together.

In fact, she could just pick up his clothes without asking for his consent.

But

Now she still doesn't want to go too far.

He seems calm on the surface, but women always feel alienated.

Feng Qianmo's slender fingers fell on his waist belt and gave a deep, um, response.

Su Yunqin was overjoyed. She jumped up and threw him on the bed before the man reacted. This unexpected move made the man unprepared.

"Sila".

The man's clothes were torn open.

It was not until she saw that the scar on his body faded that she closed his skirt quietly.

"You have nothing to say to me recently?"

He looked up at her and asked, "what did you say?"

Is the little woman thinking again?

Su Yunqin bit her lower lip. His reaction made her unhappy.

"Qian Mo, you know what I want you to say to me. Since the war with Li Jin, you have become very strange."

Feng Qianmo sat up with her in his arms, let her lean against his arms, and asked softly, "what's strange?"

His eyes were deep.

Su Yunqin swallowed what he wanted to say silently, revealing a sense of loss.

"Just rest." Su Yunqin withdrew from him and lay back in the quilt with his back to him.

It looked like a cold war with him.

A piece collapsed around her, and soon a pair of arms stretched out, surrounded her waist and trapped her in her arms.

He gently rubbed her neck nest, "don't think about it. I love you so much."

He seldom talks about love. This sentence is so decisive.

Su Yun's heart trembled slightly. His eyes closed and opened gently. The abnormal warmth at the bottom of his heart flowed out of date, and the whole person was warm.

"No matter what happens, believe that I'm by your side."

She turned in his arms and hugged him.

Feng Qianmo let out a gentle hum and brought her closer into his arms.

……

Three days later.

They set off for the ancient Zhou state.

It's a long way from Tianxuan to the ancient Zhou state. It takes six or seven days.

And now Tianyan.

Feng Jue Wu sat in the medical hall, glancing at the door from time to time, waiting for Jun Minghui to come out of the palace.

Today, he went to the palace and said he was going to find Jun Wanyuan to talk about things, but now it's dusk and people haven't come back, which makes her worried.

There are many patients in the hospital. There is a lot of noise in the hospital, including children, the elderly and women.

She stood up on her stomach and paced around the room.

Finally, footsteps came from the door, and a boy ran into the house first.

"Madam." The young fellow went up and saluted fengjue.

Feng Jue dance nodded gently, which was a response. Then he asked eagerly, "where is the door owner?"

She has been uneasy at the bottom of her heart.

The young man pursed his lips and said, "the sect leader sent a villain to tell his wife that he will stay in the palace tonight and can't come back for the time being. Please don't worry and have a good rest."

As soon as Feng Jue danced, his small hands clenched into fists.

This undoubtedly reflected the worry in her heart.

How could Jun Wanyuan be willing to let Jun Minghui go?

What should I do?

She's worried.

"Madam, don't panic. Just stay for one night and have a look tomorrow?" The little servant girl on one side came forward and took her arm and comforted her gently.

The wind never danced.

"Madam, be careful. Why don't you go back and have a good rest?" The little servant girl comforted again.

She is also afraid that if the sect leader comes back and sees fengjue dance like this, what should she do?

Feng Jue dance sighed gently, nodded, turned back to the room and sat down.

The hospital was still noisy. With the help of the servant girl, she returned to the house in the backyard and sat down to rest. When she lay down, her eyes stared at the top empty, but countless thoughts flashed in her mind.

Think about all the good and bad things

She found that since she was pregnant, she had been particularly careful, and there was no recklessness and impulse like before.

Night fell.

Feng Jue dance still couldn't sleep. Her eagerness at the bottom of her heart made her not sleepy at all.

She got up and wanted to go out. She pulled the door and found that the door was locked.

"What's going on?" She slapped on the door, but it didn't work for a while.

There was only a flash of fire outside the house.

Someone shouted outside, "fire! Fire! Carry water to put out the fire!"

There was a loud cry. Feng Jue danced, and her heart clicked. Looking at the door red by the fire, her mood became more and more dignified.

You have to hit the door!

She turned and took the stool and smashed the door. There was a flame outside the window, and black smoke rolled in.

"Help! Is there anyone!" She covered her mouth and nose and knocked hard on the door frame, but there was chaos outside, and no one heard what was going on in the house.

Seeing the fire getting stronger and stronger with the help of the night wind, it gradually burned into the house, which was frightening.

Fengjue dance saw that it was useless to clap the door for help. There was a sea of fire outside the window. She had no choice but to grab a chair and smash the door.

Black smoke poured more and more into the house, choking her tears.

blamed!

She uttered a low curse.

The body shook, and finally the fire burned into the house.

……

Jun Minghui hurried back to the hospital and saw that half of fengjue dance's house had been swallowed by the fire. He stepped forward and kicked down the door, picked up the unconscious Feng Jue dance and left.

"Door master, door master!"

The little servant girl saw that Jun Minghui had rushed back and cried in horror.

Jun Minghui suddenly ordered, "tie her up."

He glanced coldly at the little servant girl, and his eyes were full of hostility.

The little servant girl was shocked and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy: "why did the door master bind the slave and maidservant? The slave and maidservant did nothing. The door master bypassed the slave and maidservant..."

"Master, it's important to save your wife first." Another subordinate whispered.

Jun Minghui explored the pulse of Feng Jue dance, skillfully took out a tocolysis pill from his arms and handed it to Feng Jue dance to take.

If he was a little later, he didn't even dare to think about the result

"Ah, there seems to be a little blood on the lady's skirt!" The other exclaimed in horror.

Jun Minghui quickened his pace, "send someone to put out the fire. Everyone in the hospital is grounded today. Don't go out again without my command!"

His face was extremely gloomy.

Everyone was silent. The sect leader, who has always been as gentle as jade, is now going to be angry, which is shocking.