Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"I'll help you solve Xia Yao's problem." Feng qianluo's kiss was very light, and his voice became hoarse.

After saying this, he released her slightly.

Lower your head and stare at the pretty flower face in front of you for a moment.

Because of the medicine given by Su Yunqin, the scar on her face has faded so thin that it can't be seen without careful observation.

Especially at the moment, the light in the house is so dim that only a rough outline can be captured in the dim light.

His little five is a beauty.

Qiong nose, apricot eyes, cherry lips and flower cheeks are all beautiful.

He obviously didn't drink at the banquet today, but now he feels a little confused and drunk.

Ming Qingwu looked up, "well, you can handle it if you want."

There was a veil all the time. Gradually, she was used to hiding under the veil. Now she was staring at her face directly by the man. She was a little overwhelmed.

"It's getting late. You should have a good rest and start back to Tianyan tomorrow."

Looking down, he thought he might do something else, so he simply released her and stepped back a few steps.

Ming Qingwu was free, nodded, just wanted to say something, but the man had opened the door and strode away.

She looked suspiciously at his back, but saw that his steps were... Fast.

It's like running for your life.

She blinked slightly without understanding, but she still endured the inexplicable palpitation at the bottom of her heart and returned to her bed to rest.

This man is so easy to influence her.

That was true ten years ago, and still ten years later.

After Feng qianluo "escaped" out of the house, his breathing gradually calmed down. Just now he almost couldn't control himself.

Unexpectedly, I lost my self-control when I met a woman for the first time in my life.

At this time, the subordinates came.

"Lord, what about Miss Xia Yao..." what should I do?

If it's a life-saving benefactor, it's not easy to explain to Princess Mingyu.

Feng qianluo's confused mood at the bottom of his eyes was immediately collected, and his eyes looked deep into the distance.

"Take her away, the farther the better. Don't appear in front of Xiao Wu again!"

If he were the emperor's brother, he would say that such punishment is not strong, but he can't be so heartless.

……

The little doll of 100 days can climb.

At this moment, the huge dragon bed was occupied by two small points.

My sister climbed from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and my brother climbed from the end of the bed to the head of the bed.

Fortunately, the bed is big enough for them to toss about.

The sad wind Xiaomo stood by the edge of the bed and stared at the two little spots. His eyes were very bright in order not to let them fall off the bed.

"Yi Yi." Feng qianshuang came together and disturbed Feng Xiaomo with a soft waxy voice.

Feng Xiaomo skimmed his mouth and looked serious.

"Giggle..." however, my sister didn't seem to be afraid of his seriousness, but grabbed his hand and chewed it.

"Ah..." although the baby has no teeth, this spittle makes Feng Xiaomo's heart collapse.

Father, Queen Mother, help——

Maybe God heard his inner call, and the footsteps behind him finally relieved his inner collapse.

"Dabao, how can you let your sister gnaw her fingers?"

"Empress mother..." he turned his head and showed an aggrieved expression, "it's my sister. She has to grab my hand and chew, sobbing..."

He felt that he was wronged. Could his fingers be like sausage and let his sister grasp it and want to chew it.

Su Yunqin came over, picked up his little daughter and touched his son's head.

"She didn't mean it. Don't be wise with your sister."

When Feng Xiaomo heard this, he smoked at the corner of his mouth. He really didn't know how to respond to his mother.

My sister really didn't mean it, but he didn't have a small stomach like this!

He thought, suddenly a strange smell floated over and let Feng Xiaomo suddenly look up.

"Oh!" When he heard his mother scream, he saw his sister's naughty ghost hissing!

"It stinks!" He pinched his nose and became depressed.

Su Yunqin glanced at his son, "you were like this when you were a child."

When the two children were young, they had no help. At that time, Jun Minghui didn't understand anything. After all, he was a man who had never been a father. He was in a hurry every time.

At the moment, Jun Minghui is already a father, and the child will certainly take care of him.

But

Not her family.

Feng Qianmo is the king of a country. He can't take care of his children. After all, he is the busy leader of state affairs.

Feng Xiaomo blinked her small eyes, her eyes shook, and fell on her sister's white buttocks.

"Mother, did you hit my ass when you were very young?"

Su Yunqin gave his son a white look.

What the hell is this?

She never really hit the child when she was young. No matter how naughty the child is, she just threatened a few words.

"Mother, when shall we pick up our second sister?" Feng Xiaomo didn't seem very happy when she saw her mother's expression. She slowly dawdled to Su Yunqin's side.

He was lying on the armrest of the chair beside Su Yunqin, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Su Yunqin changed the diaper for the child. Hearing this, he held the child's hand and paused.

"Well... In a few days, my mother will go to Dalong temple to see my sister."

She's not sure when she can get her daughter back

Because

She looked at her son. In order to distinguish the name of "sister", Feng Xiaomo now calls Feng Xiaoye the second sister and Feng qianshuang the fourth sister.

"Empress mother, do you have something on your mind?"

"No." Su Yunqin didn't want to refute.

Her worry is that she can't talk to a child, let alone follow the trend.

If she says she wants to go back to modern times with Feng Xiaoye for surgery, a man must be the first to object.

"Father!" Feng Xiaomo suddenly shouted excitedly.

Su Yunqin quickly looked at the door. It was empty.

"Hey, hey, my mother wants my father." A monkey child smiled unkindly, "if you want to be a father, give me your third brother and fourth sister, and I'll coax them to sleep!"

The Dragon couch is so big that the three of them must be able to sleep safely.

Su Yunqin pulled at the corners of his mouth.

Let the little guy take care of the two children. The result is really a headache.

The last time I came back to the house, I saw three children lying on the huge dragon couch. The picture was really funny and lovely.

If there were a camera in this world, she should take it as a souvenir.

Feng Xiaomo didn't know what his mother was thinking. He took Su Yunqin's hand and pushed her outside.

"Empress mother, empress mother, don't hesitate to see your father!"

This child!

Su Yunqin reluctantly walked out.

As soon as I went out, I saw a man coming towards me. His ink clothes were flying in the wind, and his eyes were staring at her face.

"Thousand ink." She strode over with a clear smile on her face.

Feng Qianmo pulled her hand, put it in her palm, shook it, frowned and asked, "why is your hand so cold?"

"It's all right. Have you handled everything?"

Alas, it's my husband and wife, but she's still a little embarrassed to have sex with her own man in front of so many palace people.

Feng Qianmo gave a light hum.

"In two days, I'll go to Dalong temple to see my daughter." Su Yunqin said again.

This is not a tone of discussion, but a decision.

Feng Qianmo turned his head and looked at her, "Yunqin, I'll go with you."

She shook her head violently.

She didn't want him to go with herself.

The man's black eyes narrowed and seemed to notice that she didn't want to follow her, and his mood couldn't help sinking a little.

"I'm going to ask about my daughter. I hope our family can get together."

He was not happy to hear her obviously soft voice.

The man said in a deep voice, "go and come back as soon as possible."

He let go.

Su Yun smiled and nodded.

Many things are hidden in the bottom of my heart, but I don't know where to say them.

……

Five days later.

Su Yunqin went to Dalong temple, and Feng qianluo accompanied Ming Qingwu to the Ming Palace in the capital of Tianyan emperor.

Early in the morning, the Ming king asked the servants in the palace to decorate the palace, and specially ordered the kitchen to prepare some food that the princess loved to eat.

Until

The boy rushed in and gasped, "Lord, princess, she's back! And... My uncle also brought a bride price."

"Uncle? What uncle?" Ming Wang looked stunned.

When did he have a son-in-law? Why didn't he know?

The young man knew he was wrong and gave himself a big ear scraper. He quickly explained: "it's King Luo of Tianxuan state. King Luo came with a bride price."

King Luo?!

Ming Wang's eyes widened and he almost vomited blood.

He hasn't promised yet. Did the boy give the bride price?

"Lord, the bride price..." the boy found that Mingwang didn't seem happy. His face was ugly. He should have been happy.

You can't let the Lord find that he is actually very happy

It was a happy thing for everyone that the princess could get married, but the king of Ming didn't like the king of Luo.

"Just pack it up first. I want this boy to know that it's not so easy to marry my daughter." Ming Wang snorted coldly, quickly rolled up his sleeves and strode forward.

The boy helped the forehead, but he was helpless.

It seems that the Lord of their family has a great prejudice against King Luo

……

In the hall, the young man moved the betrothal gifts box after box into the house.

The atmosphere in the whole hall is strange.

Ming Qingwu glances at the big box of bride price and carefully glances at his father's reaction.

It feels... Really weird.

"Father in law, this is the younger generation's bride price. Do you think it's enough? If it's not enough, the younger generation will add more."

Ming Wang snorted coldly and said, "I haven't promised to let Qingwu marry you."

"Father in law, Xiao Wu agreed."

Anyway, getting married is not the marriage of parents, but the marriage of Ming Qingwu.

Ming Wang's incredible eyes swept to Ming and danced lightly. It seemed that he asked with his eyes. Is that true?

Ming danced lightly and nodded gently.

Since they all want to entangle for a lifetime, it's better to entangle each other with a aboveboard identity for a lifetime. She would rather marry herself than watching this man marry another woman