Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"How about taking out the body of the Gu king?" Feng Qianmo suddenly asked.

This shocked Su Yunqin.

In fact, she also thought about such a problem. After all, the Gu King's body will become the medium of control one day.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Feng Qianmo drew his face closer and said in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"Qianmo, not for the time being." Su Yunqin sighed, "it's more direct to kill Li Jin than to risk taking the Gu King's body for you."

A man: "

His little woman is more and more like him now.

If he had been before, he would have answered the same question as Su Yunqin.

It's easier to kill Li Jin than to take the body of the Gu King

But now, he doesn't want to become a sharp blade to hurt Su Yunqin. In the end, he will only force the little woman to retreat.

Su Yunqin saw that he didn't speak. She came forward and gently held his hand, but her voice softened a little: "Qianmo, trust me."

"Trust you." When did he not believe her?

"Since you believe me, let me fight once."

Feng Qianmo gazed deeply into her eyes.

Su Yunqin said again, "only success is allowed this time, not failure."

Although so far, she doesn't know how Li Jin's puppetry is the easiest to crack. He can manipulate it by relying on the corpse of the Gu king. On the contrary, can the Gu queen in her body also manipulate it?

"Rest." The wind thousand ink big hand gently brushed on her head and gently comforted her.

Su Yunqin shook his head. He really stopped thinking and lay down.

Fortunately, sleep soon hit, and she didn't think any more.

……

The night was eerily quiet.

Fengqianmo came out of Su Yunqin's room, and Jinze and Jinming immediately came up.

"Man, King Luo is in the restaurant."

"Restaurant?" The wind thousand ink slightly side head, frowned.

Feng qianluo is in poor health, so he has strong control power and never touches wine easily. In the past, although I liked to play with the wine lamp, it was always tea rather than wine in the wine lamp.

Kanazawa mumbled and said, "I heard he was drinking."

I'm not in good health. I still drink!

They are worried that if they drink it, will it make heart disease attack again?

The wind is thousands of inks, and the dark light is reflected in the dark pupil. He raises his steps and walks out, "you two go to help Gu do something."

Prepare for tomorrow

They looked at each other and nodded.

The night is so dark that there are few guests in the restaurant.

It was Feng qianluo. He sat in the corner with a wine pot in his arms. He looked stunned, as if he were thinking about something carefully.

There was a light footstep approaching, which made him subconsciously raise his eyes.

But

When he touched the woman in front of him, he dropped his eyes again.

"Childe......" Xia Yao's red lips closed tightly, and the light at the bottom of her eyes was fading a little.

She clearly saw the loss in Feng qianluo's eyes, which really hurt her.

She stayed at the gate of the palace and waited for Feng qianluo. Sure enough, when Feng qianluo came out of the palace, she followed him all the way and saw him sitting here with a wine pot.

She thought he had something on his mind. She didn't dare to disturb him

Unexpectedly, he held the wine pot without taking a sip.

"Childe!" She sat down, her little hand gently stretched out and held his wrist.

The woman's soft hand suddenly touched it, but Feng qianluo seemed to be excited by something and suddenly shook off her hand.

Xia Yao's face turned white when she was suddenly thrown away.

"Xiao Yao, I'm sorry. I'm in a mess. You let me be alone." Feng qianluo helped his forehead and rubbed his eyebrows.

How could Xia Yao be willing to leave? She simply sat down next to Feng qianluo. "Childe, if you have any trouble, tell your maidservant that although you don't know a few words, you can still be a listener."

Feng qianluo looked at her.

"Young master, tell me!"

Feng qianluo sighed heavily: "I tell you you won't know."

Xia Yao's mood is falling inch by inch.

She finally had the chance to see him, but she was treated like this?

Why?

Why are you so cruel to her?

Feng qianluo took back his eyes, slowly placed the wine pot in his arms on the table and said, "do you know what love is?"

Xia Yao's heart missed a beat and nodded hurriedly, "maidservant knows!"

"You know?" The wind thousands of Luo drooped his eyes and smiled secretly.

This little girl can really talk big. A little girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet knows what feelings are?

Moreover, the girl was raised in the Ming Palace.

He remembered what Ming Qingwu said before.

"Young master, I know it's against the rules to say so, but I fell in love with you at the first sight."

"Really?" Feng qianluo laughed.

Hearing the sarcastic words, Xia Yao was stunned.

He had been with him before, and he clearly took great care of her. Why are you so indifferent and sarcastic to her now? Didn't you stay in the Ming Palace for a while? Did the Ming light dance really have such great patience to impress him?

impossible!

Ming Qingwu is so ugly. How can he like it?

Feng qianluo stared at her pupils and looked at the changeable emotions in the woman's pupils. He suddenly pushed her away.

"All right, you go."

Xia Yao couldn't believe it. She shook her body, "childe..."

"You go out and I'll be alone."

Xia Yao wants to stay, but she is afraid that he will hate herself. She can only stand this sad mood and get up and go out.

He didn't know how excited she was when she saw him.

Now she was suddenly going to drive her away, and how sad her mind was.

When she walked out, she looked back at him from time to time.

But the man in white didn't want to respond to her at all.

When Xia Yao left, Feng qianluo brushed the wine pot on the ground.

Tomorrow

Ming Qingwu is going to enter the palace to be the bastard's concubine?

He could not calm down with the anger at the bottom of his heart.

He was hanging his head, and a touch of ink clothes shook at the bottom of his eyes, making him suddenly raise his eyes.

"Brother Huang..."

"Yes." Feng Qianmo sat on his side, "drown your worries with wine?"

His voice was particularly low in the dark night, but inexplicably with a soothing force.

Feng qianluo laughed at himself. "Brother Huang, i... the woman asked me if I liked her. If I didn't like her, I hurried away. How could there be such an unkind woman?"

Wind thousands of ink Yang eyebrow tip.

I was trapped by love.

He knew this guy had a problem drinking here. It turned out that it was really because of a woman.

"Do you like her?" Although he asked questions, his tone was firm.

"No... just because of what happened ten years ago." Say you like it? Maybe he would like the little girl ten years ago, but he doesn't know much about the proud woman ten years later. How can he like it?

Feng Qianmo leaned on the back of the chair: "if so, why are you so sad?"

"Brother Huang, she will be the imperial concubine of the emperor wanyuangou tomorrow. This woman..."

"Why, heartache?" Wind thousands of ink like a smile, not a smile.

His brother, how can he not understand?

A duplicitous master.

"I..."

"Qianluo, don't say you don't love her. Your love for her is the best proof that you have her in your heart. As your eldest brother, I won't stop you from being with her, but... Fight hard when you should."

Feng qianluo was stunned by his words. He hesitated and asked, "how... How to fight?"

If he can fight for it, why should he

"Tomorrow is your best chance."

……

The national sacrifice is held in the national protection temple.

On that day, the whole outside the Huguo temple was heavily guarded. Even if the people wanted to come and watch, they could only look outside the Huguo temple.

Su Yunqin dressed up as a young servant and danced lightly with Ming, got off the carriage and entered the Huguo temple.

"Princess, don't be hard." Su Yunqin followed her and gently warned.

When the woman went out early this morning, she saw her resolute face.

She always felt that mingqingwu had made a big decision in her heart, which made her worry for a while.

Jun Wanyuan, this man, damn it!

What is it to force a woman who doesn't love to be his imperial concubine?

Ming Qingwu turns to look at her and smiles, but Su Yunqin can't see the smiles under the red veil.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool."

Su Yunqin whispered in the bottom of his heart: he's really not a fool, he's really a dead brain.

She followed her into the temple and met the eyes of everyone around. The ministers and other royal relatives and nobles came to the Huguo temple, so that the usual quiet Huguo Temple became particularly lively today.

At this time, a sharp voice of the eunuch sounded, "the emperor has arrived!"

Everyone looked at it.

A group of soldiers swarmed in, and the ministers retreated on both sides, knelt down and saluted the emperor who strode in.

"Long live my emperor."

Listening to the people's shouts of long live, Jun Wanyuan smiled with high spirits and strode forward. When he passed the Ming light dance, his steps deliberately stopped.

The emperor who stopped suddenly made everyone look up curiously.

"Dance lightly. I'll send someone to pick you up later." He leaned over to Ming Qingwu's ear and whispered, with a clear smile in his voice.

Ming Qingwu gently bites his lower lip.

But he had straightened up and strode forward.

The man's stride made the hand in Ming Qingwu's sleeve slowly pinch into a fist.

He won't know why she hates him so much

No, more hate than disgust.

This demon man, today is his death!

……

Silver soul gate.

"Ming Hui?" Fengjue dance came with the child in her arms and found that Jun Minghui had changed into a night clothes. All hidden weapons were in her sleeves.

She knew what he was going to do, and a layer of worry floated on her face.

Jun Minghui came, held her in his arms, and gently kissed her on the middle of her eyebrows.

"When I come back."

Fengjue dance held the child in one hand, and one of his men consciously pulled his sleeve.

"I have a bad feeling."

She doesn't like him like this.