Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Ming Qingwu bit his lip under the veil and waited for Su Yunqin to leave before walking to the edge of the bed.

He didn't find her before. How did she tune it He doesn't care about the play, but now

She can't do it anymore. It doesn't matter.

When Feng qianluo saw her, his voice was much hoarse: "it was you... It was you ten years ago."

Ten years ago, his attitude and eyes towards her were much softer. There is no previous disgust and disgust, only a trace of tenderness.

Ten years ago... She was five and he was thirteen.

Ming Qingwu's heart was pounding, but his eyes moved away awkwardly. She didn't know what to say to him because she didn't want him to recognize her.

"Xiao Wu, come here." Feng qianluo waved to the girl and motioned her to approach.

Because the girl once gave him warmth in his dream again and again.

That's enough.

When he knew her, the little girl was still white. At that time, he quarreled with the Empress Dowager about something and left Tianxuan palace without authorization.

As a result, he met an assassin shortly after leaving the palace and nearly died.

Fortunately, the little girl saved him.

In order to save him, the killers drew a butterfly in the lower half of her face with a sharp dagger.

Later, her father led soldiers to rescue.

It's too late.

The little girl was disfigured because of him.

At that time, he asked her what her name was, and she casually spun a little five.

Ming Qingwu, little five.

He didn't guess.

Ming Qingwu is still standing where he is. He is so overwhelmed that he doesn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"Little five?"

He called her that, reminding her of everything she had experienced when she was five.

For a little girl, it is undoubtedly a nightmare to be scratched by a knife.

Ask her if she hates this man. In fact, she loves and hates him at the bottom of her heart. If she did it again, she would still make the same choice.

"I wish you were all right. I'll go back first." Ming Qingwu didn't take a step forward, so yuluo turned and walked out.

The pace is fast, like running away.

Feng qianluo looked at her hurried back and immediately opened her bedding to chase after her.

However, he was dizzy, his feet were soft, and he fell directly to the ground.

Ming Qingwu, who had originally run out, heard a sound of "touching" the ground and the weight fell to the ground in the house, and immediately returned.

Sure enough, when she saw Feng qianluo falling on the ground, she was surprised and rushed forward to help him up.

"What are you flustered? You're not in good health and show off!"

Feng qianluo's eyes fell on her slightly annoyed little face, took a long breath, and then stretched out his hand to hold her wrist.

"Xiao Wu, I'm sorry."

What I wanted to say ten years ago will finally be said ten years later.

Ten years ago, because he ruined the girl's face, he really felt guilty at that time, but the Ming King hated him very much and sent someone to throw him back to Tianxuan. Later, his mother forced him not to leave the palace.

Such a farewell is ten years.

She's a girl. How did she get through it?

Ming Qingwu's hand trembled slightly, bit his lip and said, "there's no need to say anything about apology. It was all a thing of the past. I volunteered. Not to mention..."

She paused and met him with clear eyes.

"What's more, I've tortured you enough during your insanity. You don't have to apologize to me. We don't owe each other."

That sounds like a decision to make with him.

However, how is Feng qianluo willing to make a clean decision with her? He grabbed her wrist very quickly. The man's bloodless lip flap closed for a moment and said, "Xiao Wu, I'm serious. I'm willing to torture you now. Torture can last a lifetime!"

Ming Qingwu thinks the man has a brain problem.

How did she trap him before? He had to run away, but now he looks eager to send him up to abuse her. How can she react?

She suddenly pulled back her hand. After all, she was a sick man. She didn't have much strength. She could easily break away.

She pushed away the man who had caught her and stood up and took two steps back.

"Feng qianluo, don't be too conceited. OK, you want to stay and torture me, don't you? Then stay with me from today on. My princess has never been a master of mercy!"

It seemed that in an instant, she was restored to the previous dandy Princess Mingyu.

Feng qianluo drooped his eyes, but smiled low.

In the past, when he was trapped by her, he didn't know it was her. If it were her, he wouldn't rush to run. Now that he knew it was her, how could he leave?

Looking at the man lowering his head and laughing, Ming Qingwu gently bit his lower lip, which made him feel speechless and choking.

She stepped forward a few steps and suddenly pinched Feng qianluo's jaw, forcing him to look up at his eyes.

"I ask you, do you feel guilty for me, for atonement, or for..."

"Both." He said without even thinking.

Feng qianluo's clear eyes are clear and bright, always clinging to her eyes, as if to engrave everything about her into the bottom of her eyes. Even now, the girl has a veil on her face.

Ming Qingwu can't stand his affectionate appearance and feels a little hypocritical. She suddenly loosened his jaw. "I'm going back to rest."

At the moment, she really felt whether she had a brain problem and wanted to see his injury.

If it had been before, she would never have wanted to come here to show him the injury

Like is one thing, revenge is another.

Her feelings for him, even after ten years, are still so complex and tangled.

She brushed her sleeves and turned away.

With the girl's dancing steps, red clothes dance like fire in the night wind.

Feng qianluo stared at her back tightly and didn't take back his sight for a long time.

Even if he was tortured to death by her, he wouldn't say no.

……

Su Yunqin returned to the room, the candle flickered, and the tall shadow stood motionless in front.

She went to him, "Qianmo, why haven't you left yet?"

The man stood in front of the window, and the flickering light of the candle pulled his figure higher and deeper.

"You want me to go?" A man's tone was unhappy.

Su Yunqin shrugged, strode towards him, and said softly, "it's not true. I just want to remind your majesty that we are now a husband and wife separated because of contradictions."

The man's eyes were heavy, and the gloomy light at the bottom of his eyes was more secretive and deep as the sea.

He walked towards Su Yunqin and approached her step by step.

The powerful momentum from the man's cramping made Su Yunqin subconsciously step back and look up at him in some amazement. She was a little inexplicable.

"Thousand ink?"

"Yunqin, you just said, we are husband and wife?" The man grinned and gnashed his teeth word by word. Every word seemed to jump out of her teeth, which showed how dissatisfied he was at the bottom of his heart.

Damn Heli!

Although they all know in their hearts that they are not separated at all, at least they really make outsiders think that this is the case.

If he doesn't come and stare at the damn little woman, will she be out flirting?

Su Yunqin stared at his cold face in surprise and said, "are you so angry?"

penny pincher!

"Yes, I'm angry!" And coax!

The man put his hand around her waist, imprisoned her more tightly in his arms, and his thin lips fell down.

A strong kiss swept through her air, leaving her a moment of blank.

This man really doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Su Yunqin put his hand on his chest, gasped slightly and said, "don't make trouble, I'm very tired. I have to prepare their national sacrifice later."

After a pause, she patted him on the shoulder and said calmly: "believe me, kill Li Jin and we can recover."

He snorted coldly. He really didn't want to say that she had any consolation.

Whether Li Jincun exists or not, they are husband and wife with deep feelings.

At the moment, the man was suffering in his heart. While thinking of killing Li Jin, he didn't want Su Yunqin to be alone.

Su Yunqin didn't know how long the kiss lasted. When she came back, the man had led her to the bed and lay down to rest.

"It's late at night. It's time to rest."

Su Yunqin was really tired, so he didn't bother to entangle with him, so he closed his eyes.

In a daze of sleep, she felt that a man was taking off her robe, covering her bed and tucking in the quilt corner.

The sleeping woman didn't think of this at all.

……

When I woke up the next day, there was no wind and ink around me.

Su Yunqin sat up and rubbed her eyebrows. She almost thought she was dreaming if there were not the residual temperature of a man on the bed around her.

When she got up, took her clothes and was ready to put them on, she suddenly paused.

Eh?

Did she take off her clothes and go to bed last night?

Oh, yes, her man helped her take off her clothes, didn't he?

Thinking of this, a faint smile arose from the corners of her mouth, and the bottom of her heart was like wrapped in a layer of honey.

He changed his clothes and was ready to go out to find someone, but he was suddenly hit head-on by a stumbled servant girl.

"What's the matter?" Su Yunqin quickly grabbed each other's wrist.

The reckless servant girl's face changed and quickly looked at Su Yunqin and said, "girl, go and persuade our princess!"

"What's the matter?" Su Yunqin's eyes converged.

In fact, she saw last night that there was something strange between mingqingwu and qianluo. After all, there was always an unspeakable ambiguity between the two.

It's definitely not her illusion.

The servant girl said eagerly, "the princess went to the spring building to drink flower wine early in the morning. Now she's still hanging out with a group of young shepherds. The servant girl doesn't dare to say anything to the Ming king. She can only come to find you."

"Er... You said she was drinking flower wine?"

Su Yunqin thought about the girl's dandy strength and thought that she could really do such a thing.

"Indeed! If the princess encounters something unhappy, she will go to drink flower wine." The servant girl paused and said, "this time it's because of a man, but this man... He's still resting now. The servant girl doesn't dare to disturb."