Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

In the dim light, a beautiful shadow stood at the door of the hall.

Familiar figure.

When Feng Qianmo saw Su Yunqin, he looked slightly restrained.

"The queen mother is coming!" Feng Xiaomo also saw Su Yunqin and called Su Yunqin with a smile, "empress mother, come here quickly. My father wants to die of you."

Feng Qianmo: "

My son is good at cheating his father.

But it was true, even though it was only one night, he meant to wait until she fell asleep to see her. But his mind was directly revealed by his son, and a helpless smile opened on his lips.

Su Yunqin converged and walked towards them with a light voice: "Dabao, what are you doing if you don't go back to rest so late?"

"I'm threatening my father to sleep with me and my mother." Feng Xiaomo blinked at Su Yunqin.

He was definitely asking for credit, because what the mother didn't know was that the father had wavered in his heart, and might soon run to squeeze into a bed with them.

Feng Xiaomo is still thinking happily.

Su Yunqin couldn't laugh or cry. He grabbed his son's Xiaojun face. "You, go back and have a rest. I have something to say to your father."

Unfortunately, if Feng Xiaoye was there, these two living treasures would make people feel happy in an instant.

Feng Qianmo's eyes fell on his son's pinched little face. His eyes moved and pinched the other side of his son's little face.

"Wow, you bully me!" Feng Xiaomo stamped his feet angrily and strode away.

Su Yunqin saw the child running away and walked towards him.

"I read Gu Yuheng's letter."

The man suddenly looked up at her.

"Qianmo... I......"

"Yunqin, let's leave together." The man suddenly interrupted her.

This sentence was like a heavy hammer hitting Su Yunqin's heart.

The word "He Li" makes it so easy for him to say

There was an astringent pain in the bottom of her heart. Almost instantly, her eyes were filled with thin anger, dizzy and foggy, but she was obviously suppressing the anger at the bottom of her heart.

"Feng Qianmo, I'll give you a chance, you say it again!" Can a puppet make him shrink?

Feng Qianmo saw that her face was very ugly. He pursed his lips and pulled her, "angry?"

More than angry, she is angry!

Does the man dare to say that he is angry?

But he smiled, a faint smile floating in the bottom of his eyes, very shallow, but also very charming.

He suddenly held her in his arms and wiped her thin lips across her ears. "I won't leave, I'll never let go."

The language fell, and his arm across her waist was tighter.

This sudden move, on the contrary, led suyunqin was out of breath.

"Qianmo, do you want to strangle me?" She quickly reached out and patted him away, but she couldn't.

"But it's just true that we can't leave." His faint voice sounded again.

Su Yunqin struggled. She looked up at him in surprise, "what do you mean?"

Not true and away, is it false and away?

The man's dark pupil flashed softly, "that's not what he wants to see most. If he sees you and I hurt each other, it's better to play it by ear."

She stared into his eyes and her heart moved.

He is taking a dangerous move.

"We..."

"If you refuse, I will listen to you." He interrupted her again.

Su Yunqin said, "you speak well. Everything is good. You still need to listen to me?"

In fact, his words gave her an idea.

To solve Li Jin, it depends on how fast Jun Minghui can drive Jun Wanyuan off the throne.

It's better to let Li Jin relax his vigilance than to be restrained in this way.

Once Li Jin knows that Feng Qianmo is at peace with her, she must think that she and Feng Qianmo are unhappy and separated. At that time, she is bound to show her horse feet and finally start on her.

One last fight.

She had to agree.

Su Yunqin raised his eyes and looked at the firm light at the bottom of his eyes. He suddenly stood on tiptoe and printed a soft kiss on his thin lips.

Very gentle, like a feather brushed, itching.

It was just a touch kiss, so she retreated for a few minutes and said, "Qianmo, you are my man, and you can only be my man all your life. Life is my su Yunqin's man, and death is my su Yunqin's ghost!"

She bit each word very heavily with incomparable firmness.

Looking at her gnashing teeth, Feng Qianmo's hand hidden in her sleeve slowly clenched into a fist and walked towards her.

But Su Yunqin suddenly turned and ran away: "I'm going back to rest!"

Before he could reach out or say anything, he had robbed his house.

It looked as if he would say something to hurt her at the next moment.

Feng Qianmo stood in place, reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips and smiled.

The little woman in his family is rarely cute.

……

The night is deep, and the sound of insects outside is particularly noisy in such a quiet night.

Su Yunqin returned to the room to rest, but saw Feng Xiaomo holding his small arm and sitting on the bed with a small face.

Seeing him like this, Su Yunqin lifted his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Dabao, what are you doing?"

"Why don't you bring your father in to rest?" The tone of questioning seemed as if Su Yunqin had made a terrible mistake.

Su Yunqin pinched her eyebrows and was thinking about what Feng Qianmo had discussed with her before. Now she was suddenly troubled by her son's problem. She couldn't even explain.

If they really want to play outside, pretend to be ready and leave, a broken relationship, what do the children want? And her father and grandpa must be worried?

But now they really have no way back.

Su Yunqin went to the bed, took off his shoes and lay down in silence. He said, "Dabao, sleep well and don't talk again!"

Where is Feng Xiaomo willing? He thought of his father lying alone on the bed, so he couldn't bear it. He sat there in anger, waiting for his mother to give a response.

Did the father and mother really quarrel?

But my father clearly said there was no quarrel!

Su Yunqin's veins burst on his forehead, and finally turned over impatiently and sat up.

"Dabao, my mother asked you a very serious question!"

Unexpectedly, she was suddenly so serious. Feng Xiaomo was confused by her expression, subconsciously nodded cautiously, and then asked, "what does the empress mother want to ask?"

"If I want to separate from your father, you can only choose one of us. Who do you choose to follow?"

"What?" Feng Xiaomo looked at her in disbelief. He felt that he must have heard something at the moment.

This kind of problem has never been in his consideration.

Because the father and mother have always been good. Why should such a loving couple separate?

Su Yunqin pursed his lips and looked at him with a cold face, waiting for him to give a response.

Feng Xiaomo shook his head fiercely: "no, absolutely not! My father, emperor, mother and empress all want, one can't say less! You must be together well, can't be separated!"

The father emperor said that tears don't flick lightly, but why did warm tears burst into his eyes in an instant.

He couldn't hold back his tears.

Su Yunqin didn't expect to talk casually. The boy was going to cry. Looking at his red eyes, he was very distressed and came forward to hug his son.

"The queen mother is joking, you silly child."

"Woo woo... You can't joke!" The child is indeed fragile.

Su Yunqin thought, if Feng Xiaoye is here, will he react like Feng Xiaomo?

These four children are the treasure of her heart.

You can't give up one.

I don't know how long the little doll cried in her arms. Finally, she cried in her arms and fell asleep. She carefully put the child down and tucked in the horn for him.

But with such a fuss, she didn't feel sleepy, so she just got up and went out.

"Mother?" Jingrong, who was guarding at the gate of the palace, saw her suddenly come out and hurried into the house. She took a slightly thick cloak for her and put it on Su Yunqin's shoulder.

"It's windy at night. What's your mother going to do?"

Su Yunqin shook his head: "nothing. I can't sleep. Just blow the wind. Jingrong, go down and have a rest first."

Jing Rong glanced at the bottom of her eyes with a touch of worry, but what did Zhang lip want to say? Looking at Su Yunqin's straight and cold back, she finally didn't say anything, silently swallowed all the words back into her stomach and retreated.

The empress wanted to think about something. She showed such a deep and disturbing look on her face.

Su Yunqin stood in the night wind and looked at the night in the dark, with deep thoughts.

The solution is very simple. Only by killing Li Jin can we ensure that she and Feng Qianmo are safe and sound.

But you can't kill Li Jin directly. Li Jin will control Feng Qianmo.

If it's an assassination

Suddenly, footsteps approached slowly.

The familiar footsteps approached him a little. Su Yunqin didn't look back and said faintly, "why don't you sleep?"

"You didn't sleep either." The familiar deep voice shows the tenderness of the night.

Feng Qianmo stood on her side and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms. The warm body temperature completely wrapped Su Yunqin for me in an instant.

Su Yunqin rubbed against his strong chest.

"I just asked Dabao who he would choose if I were separated from you. Guess what about him?"

Her words fell, and she could instantly feel the man holding her frozen.

It seems that after brewing for a long time, the man asked in a deep hoarse voice, "what did he say?"

"He cried. He said he didn't want his father, emperor and mother to separate. He wanted both."

Su Yunqin's voice is soft, but it can warm people's heart in the lonely night. She now has a complete family, a husband who loves her so much, and four lovely children. How could she not?

Feng Qianmo held her treacherous merchant's arm tightly, and her voice was a little dry: "it's just a play. But in this life, I won't let you go unless I die."

He bit the last word very hard.

She hurriedly covered his mouth and warned the tunnel: "don't mention this word again in the future, otherwise -"

"Man, it's not good!" At this time, Kanazawa suddenly came with a trace of anxiety in his voice.