Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Xiaomo, I didn't hear what you just said." Feng Qianmo goes to his son.

Feng Xiaomo pulled his lips and looked up at his father's strange expression.

"Father... Father Emperor..." he smiled dryly, but he didn't know how to react.

What about the good pit father?

My father is angry!

"I'll give you a chance to explain." A man dragged and said.

Feng Xiaomo came forward with a smile and hugged his father's thigh, "father, I'm tall, you see!"

Change the subject?

This little skin monkey.

Feng Qianmo lost his smile. In fact, he didn't mean to be angry with him at all. He just wanted to tease him.

He rubbed his son's cerebellar bag melon, "if you really hide a woman, your mother will kill me."

"Hmm..." Feng Xiaomo nodded.

"Xiaomo, I'm not interested in women except your mother." The man squatted down in front of his son and explained solemnly.

Feng Xiaomo blinked and asked curiously, "why?"

Why?

The wind blows at the corners of his mouth.

Why is there such a problem?

"What if you meet someone more beautiful and powerful than your mother? Father, don't say no..."

"Not really." He never met.

"What if?" A little doll broke the casserole and asked to the end.

He really wants to know.

"Not in case." The man's eyes were stained with a soft color, "your mother is the only one in my father's life. No, it's not this life, it's life after life."

Even if there is no next life, there is only one woman in this life.

Feng Xiaomo's mouth was slightly open, and he was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly... The father emperor said such powerful love words, which moved his heart.

"Then I will grow up like my father. I only love one woman in my life!" Feng Xiaomo nodded and said with a determined face.

Feng Qianmo's heart softened. The hand that had touched the little guy's head shifted slightly and touched his small face, "in the future, Tianxuan will be borne by you."

Although Feng Xiaomo's heart is not mature enough, he knows very well that this is inevitable and nods hard.

"What are you doing?" Su Yunqin suddenly made a noise and interrupted their father and son.

At the moment, she was pushing her two children closer. She strolled around the imperial garden in front of her. She didn't see her father and son. Only then did she learn from the palace man that her son and a man were here.

Seeing her, Feng Qianmo got up and approached and took a child's cart from her hand.

There are too many children, which will tire his little woman.

"What are you talking about? You look so serious." Su Yunqin looked at Feng Qianmo's face and finally settled on Feng Xiaomo's small face.

Feng Xiaomo said with a haughty look on her waist: "empress mother, this is a matter between us men. Women can't intervene!"

This made Su Yunqin's mouth twitch.

Good job, isn't this little guy itchy?

I haven't been taught a lesson for a long time. Now I will call myself a "man".

Feng Qianmo glanced at the child and finally fell on Su Yunqin's slightly helpless face and said, "I sent someone to Dalong temple to see Ono."

Su Yunqin's eyes flashed and looked at him.

"Ono is fine. Nothing's wrong."

"Father, when can we get our sister back?" As soon as Feng Xiaomo listened to his sister, he hurriedly asked.

He had not seen his sister for a long time. Now he suddenly mentioned that he wanted to know when his sister would return to them and reunite with their family.

Feng qianluo is back. What about her sister?

Su Yunqin looked at his son and looked helpless.

She didn't know how to explain to her son.

"Xiaobao still has heart disease and needs surgery. Do you understand Dabao?"

operate?

Feng Xiaomo nodded.

Yes, yes, but didn't your mother say you can't operate here?

Feng Qianmo stared at his own woman for a moment and didn't take back his eyes for a long time. He felt that she didn't tell him something.

……

It's night.

After putting the children to sleep, Su Yunqin planned to rest. As soon as he lay down, he was surrounded by the men around him.

"Don't make trouble, I'm so tired." She said in a babble.

Feng Qianmo looked at her slightly tired face and said softly, "don't make trouble with you, I'm just asking you a question."

"Huh?" She asked vaguely.

"Will you leave to take Ono for surgery?" He asked suddenly.

Su Yunqin, who was a little tired, suddenly opened his eyes.

She was a little surprised.

How could he know

"Qianmo..."

"You tell me whether it will or not." His tone remained strong.

The man's eyes are burning, as deep as the ink pupil of the cold pool, and the reflection is dark awn.

Su Yunqin nodded, "maybe, I can't let my child face surgery alone. Heart surgery is very dangerous, and it's not transplanting anything else, but transplanting a heart, which may need an artificial heart."

He doesn't speak.

"I tell you you won't understand." Su Yunqin raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice, "I just hope she can be safe and sound, and the rest don't care."

Don't care about anything else?

"I don't care?" Some guy seems to have got the point.

Although I know she is a mother, why does that sound a little wrong?

His husband doesn't care?

Su Yunqin yawned carelessly and glanced at him reluctantly, "what are you struggling with? I don't care about anything except you and the children."

Does he always believe such an emphasis?

She whispered and saw the man nodding obviously with satisfaction.

If she had seen a man like this, she would have jumped up and bit him, the grinding goblin.

But now, she is very tired.

"I won't tell you. I want to rest."

After that, she turned over in the man's arms, rubbed the man's arm and closed her eyes.

Feng Qianmo looked down at her slightly quiet sleeping face, and her eyes were gently occupied.

He's just worried... She'll leave.

……

Time passed quickly. The hundred day banquet of fengqianjue and fengqianshuang came. It was a rare day for the family to reunite.

Feng qianluo sat on the seat and faced the toast of various ministers. He responded one by one with his tea cups.

These days, he has to drink the medicine prepared by Su Yunqin every day. Now he is strong for three months.

Three months passed so fast that people were caught off guard

Ming Qingwu around seemed to feel his falling sight and looked up at him suspiciously.

They were caught off guard and collided.

Ming Qingwu suddenly felt that the cup in his hand was hot. He suddenly put it down and looked away.

Every time the man came down with his hot eyes, she felt that he was going to kiss her.

This produces a conditioned reflex.

Although it's been so long, it's time to get used to it.

Feng qianluo saw that she left her head and didn't respond.

"I may have to go." Ming Qing danced at the beginning and said dully.

At this moment, Feng qianluo got up from his chair excitedly.

Bang——

Because his action was so excited that the chair fell to the ground.

The palace man hurried over to lift up the chairs for them.

Feng qianluo looked at Ming Qingwu strangely, pursed his lips and asked, "do you still want to go?"

He has been like this. In the past three months, he thinks the girl has responded.

Ming Qingwu returns to his mind, looks at him, looks at his questioning eyes, opens his lips to explain, but stuffy takes back the words he wants to explain.

She's not leaving. She just wants to go back and make it clear to her father.

After all, the three-month deadline has come.

Everyone's eyes looked over, and in a moment they became the most noticeable object.

Feng qianluo felt that everyone's eyes fell a little, so he had to sit down.

"Xiao Wu, you... Really don't want to be with me?"

Ming Qingwu was surprised.

How could he say that?

"I thought... You have feelings for me." He murmured in a low voice.

Ming Qingwu's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't want to talk.

She was not in a good mood when she thought of leaving and couldn't see the man for a long time.

At this time, Xiaomo, waiting for the wind, ran over with brisk steps, "uncle, what are you doing?"

The child's crisp voice is particularly good.

Their eyes fell on him at the same time.

"You can't quarrel between husband and wife. If you quarrel, uncle, you should let your aunt."

Feng qianluo: "

What's this kid talking about?

"Oh, by the way, you haven't married yet." However, the wind like a little adult, Xiaomo glanced at them with strange eyes and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.

It seems that they have already seen through the two of them.

Feng qianluo reached out and gently knocked on the little guy's head, "what are you talking about? Go and play, don't come here."

"I don't, I don't!" Feng Xiaomo said while holding Ming Qingwu's arm, "aunt, do you want to go?"

He heard it, so he made a noise and wanted to help Feng qianluo.

However, Feng qianluo, a fool, didn't react at all and asked him to go elsewhere to play!

Hearing this, Ming Qingwu was stunned.

"As my mother said, you're going back to tell your father, aren't you? Did you promise to marry my uncle?"

With these words, Feng qianluo, who had been hanging his eyes, suddenly raised his head.

He looked at the girl who was silent.

Her face was still covered by red gauze, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

But

The child Feng Xiaomo is really a living treasure. No, no, he is really his lucky star!

"Xiao Wu..."

"Cough, yes." Ming Qingwu glanced at Feng Xiaomo and admitted slightly embarrassed.

As soon as these words came out, Feng qianluo was so excited that he almost didn't jump up again, like a big child.

Feng Xiaomo raised her lips, and her smile became more sunny in the face of the sun.

He knew that his uncle liked the masked woman. He also asked his mother why the woman had to cover her face all the time because she was ugly.

The queen mother said, "Dabao, you are the one who wants to be the emperor. You can't judge people by their appearance in the future."

At that time, he retorted without even thinking about it: "empress mother, how can you say that? I'm not judging people by their appearance! I'm just worried if my uncle hasn't seen her and will be disappointed and sad when he sees her?"

With these words, the queen mother finally knocked a violent chestnut.

I'm afraid.