Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Looking at Su Yunqin's serious look, it must be a very serious disease?

"This is poison, chronic poison, called fangs."

Su Peng's pupils suddenly widened.

Suddenly he said that he was poisoned by long Tiantian. For a moment, he wondered if it was true.

How dare long Tiantian

The Dragon outside gently heard Su Yunqin say so, and the bottom of his heart clicked, knowing that the matter was over. Since Su Yunqin can find the poison, if he goes down this line, he will find it on her head

"I... I'll see you later." The Dragon said softly, carefully pushed away the sword on his neck and waist, turned and ran out.

Su Yunqin glanced at the woman running away from the outer hall, her eyes lingran.

"Kanazawa, go and catch someone."

Looking at the frightened appearance of dragon gently, nine times out of ten it has nothing to do with her.

Dare to kill her father!

Su Peng frowned, but his face became more and more ugly.

"Dad, I'll write you a prescription first." Su Yunqin got up and took the white paper and wrote the prescription.

……

Feng Xiaomo sat aside to play with his brother and sister. From time to time, Feng Xiaomo glanced at the silent wind Qianmo.

Somehow the atmosphere became a little serious.

Together with the wind, Xiaomo's appearance of playing with his sister and brother has become particularly serious.

After a while, the prescription over there had been handed out, and the Minggong people went to get the medicine.

Feng Xiaomo suddenly picked up his sister and put it in Feng Qianmo's arms.

This sudden move, Feng Qianmo looked at the child who suddenly fell into his hands. He glanced at the child in his arms and turned to look at Xiangfeng Xiaomo.

"Father emperor, I think you seem very boring. Why don't we take one alone?"

“……”

The child is difficult to coax when looking at his sister, so give him the doll on purpose? This little guy is really

Feng Qianmo laughs, but he still plays with Feng qianshuang in his hand.

……

Su Yunqin sat down beside the bed, hugged his arm and said, "Dad, what's going on?"

"Yunqin..." Su Peng lowered his head and dared not face Su Yunqin's eyes.

He has been in discipline for more than half a year and is even afraid of being criticized by his daughter.

Su Yunqin did not urge him, waiting for him to answer her questions.

After a long silence, Su Peng said, "I thought long Tiantian was sincere to me. I didn't expect that day I found that she was flirting with other men and even threatened me to hand over the seal. This woman was bold and beaten by me."

As soon as he heard that he had been beaten, Su Yunqin understood why long Tiantian wanted to poison him.

"After that, the woman kept begging for mercy and promised me thousands of times that she would never dare again. After all, the child is still there. If we quarrel over such a thing, wouldn't it be bad to raise such a small doll to long Tiantian, a snake hearted woman..."

Su Yunqin nodded, "so you forgive her?"

No wonder just saw long Tiantian so proud. It turned out that Su Peng forgave her.

She really didn't expect that her harsh father could forgive such a thing? A man can't stand it

"Yes, I forgive her, but I will never touch her again. However, I use the medicinal food brought by the palace people every time. I think it is specially made by the imperial doctor. Naturally, I have no doubt."

Su Yunqin sneered.

It seems that this woman has already calculated all this. If she hadn't been caught by Su Peng this time, she would continue to pretend to be virtuous.

"Dad, if you connive again, she will only be more arrogant. I've sent someone to put her in prison."

Su Peng drooped his eyes.

He still thinks about Su Yunqin's mother at the bottom of his heart, otherwise he wouldn't want long Tiantian. Unfortunately

He closed his eyes.

Su Yunqin added: "make a quick decision!"

"Yunqin, you're right."

……

Long Tiantian was put into prison and captured the back position overnight. Long Qingqing was pulled out for the crime of murdering the emperor.

Long Tiantian was not locked in the cold palace, but in the secret room.

He whipped dozens of whips and threw them in the secret room. No one bothered anymore.

Su Yunqin was worried that long Tiantian's child was not su Peng's own, so he pulled off one of the child's hair and Su Peng's hair into the space for identification.

At night.

Feng Qianmo turned his head and found that the little woman who had been sleeping on the side suddenly disappeared.

His eyes fell on the jade ring left on his bed, and he understood that Su Yun had gone into the space.

Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Su Yunqin came out of the space, Feng Qianmo was already asleep.

Looking at the man around her, her face seemed tired and tired. She sighed and gently stroked the handsome face of Feng Qianmo.

Recently, this man has always been very silent. It should be said that he is more silent than before.

After the last time Li Jin was a puppet, he became so strange.

Feng Qianmo suddenly opened his eyes.

"What?" He asked hoarsely.

Su Yunqin came up to him, "did I wake you up?"

The man didn't respond.

His indifferent reaction made Su Yunqin feel a little depressed. It was an indescribable emotional change, which made Su Yunqin feel a little uncomfortable.

The hand originally placed on the man's handsome face slowly moved away. She said, "Qianmo, what are you thinking recently?"

"Nothing. Don't talk. Have a rest." With an imperial order, he took her little hand and closed his eyes again.

For Su Yunqin, his reaction made her even more frustrated.

She bit her lower lip and climbed onto the man.

Such a sudden move makes the man's body completely tight.

"Yunqin..." he didn't open his eyes, but he called her helplessly.

"If you continue to maintain such mood and attitude, we will sleep in separate rooms tomorrow night!"

That tone, resolute, red fruit is a threat.

As soon as the look of wind Qianmo stagnated, he suddenly raised his eyes.

At that moment, the air in the house seemed to be cold.

Su Yunqin still looked at him with impartial eyes.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his eyes, "I can climb into your quilt at any time."

This is the style that fengqianmo should have.

When Su Yunqin heard this, she withdrew from him with a little satisfaction.

But just removed her leg, suddenly her ankle was grabbed by a big hand. It hurt very much, as if she was going to crush her ankle bone.

She frowned and turned her head to stare at Feng Qianmo.

At this glance, her pupils suddenly shrank.

"Qianmo..."

The man has a pair of black pupils, but there is no focus.

He looked around blankly, but he clung to her ankle and refused to let go.

As if it could crush her.

The appearance of Feng Qianmo instantly reminded Su Yunqin of his appearance when he learned puppetry in junior high school. Her heart pounded and she hurriedly pulled her hand on her ankle.

"Come on... Let's go." He opened his lips and spit out three words hard and mechanically.

But his hand still clung to Su Yunqin's ankle and let her go.

Su Yunqin suddenly raised his feet.

With a bang, the man was directly kicked on the ground by her.

Su Yunqin hurriedly looked over and found him lying on the ground with his eyes open without focus, like a wooden man.

"Thousand ink?"

She had just opened her mouth, when suddenly he moved, his body came up a little like lightning and grabbed her throat.

The sudden change made her pupils shrink suddenly.

The face in front of her was still the man's face she was familiar with, but the murderous intention twinkling in her eyes was so strange.

"Thousand... Ink..." she said with difficulty.

Feng Qianmo couldn't control himself at all. His mind was blank. His limbs were like being manipulated by an invisible line. He had no consciousness of what he was doing.

At this moment, Su Yunqin was strangled and suffocated more and more.

She suddenly raised her head and hit the forehead of Feng Qianmo.

Touch!

Feng Qianmo was knocked unconscious.

It also made Su Yunqin's forehead ache.

She covered her forehead, panting, and had a trance feeling just after she came out of the gate of hell.

Feng Qianmo lay on one side, as if unconscious.

Su Yunqin climbed over to check. He was relieved to see a red piece on his forehead.

Damn it, how did Li Jin control him so far away?

……

Just after dawn, the palace people in the palace left another bedroom.

When Feng Xiaomo finished breakfast, he found that Jingrong was moving things. He hurriedly chased over and asked, "sister Jingrong, what's the matter?"

Because what Jingrong is carrying is Su Yunqin's clothes.

But his mother and father slept well. What's the situation with moving things now?

Jingrong also said with a sad face: "early this morning, my mother ordered my maidservant to resettle a bedroom for her. She said she was going to sleep in separate rooms with her majesty."

"What!" Feng Xiaomo shouted with a surprised face.

No, no, if parents sleep separately, will their feelings suddenly be bad?

How could this happen?

At the thought of this, he ran away.

"Your Highness?" Jingrong is busy trying to stop him. He has run very far.

Jingrong looked at the small figure who had run fast and sighed secretly.

Even six-year-old children are so sensitive, not to mention their servants, they are also worried. How did your mother and your majesty... Become like this?

I can't figure it out.

Suddenly, however, the temple door opened.

Jing Rong was startled.

"Where's Dabao? I just heard Dabao's voice." Su Yunqin suddenly asked.

She rubbed some red places on her forehead, saw Jingrong standing there, and narrowed her eyes strangely.

"Your Highness, he... He ran out."

Su Yunqin wondered.

"Empress..." Jing Rong muttered her lips.

"Just say what you have."

"Why did you sleep in separate rooms with your majesty?" The sudden separation of rooms caught people off guard. What's more... Their feelings have been very good. They didn't see anything wrong along the way from Tianxuan to ancient Zhou Dynasty.

Su Yunqin frowned, "there are some things you still don't know."

Jingrong didn't dare to ask again. He turned to decorate Su Yunqin's bedroom.

She turned back to the hall again. Feng Qianmo was still asleep. I wonder if she would remember last night when she woke up?