Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"Who is there?" The bodyguard's yelling suddenly sounded in the quiet night, with a fierce voice.

Su Yunqin was shocked by the ferocious voice. He subconsciously wanted to push away the man in front of him. He pushed for a long time without response.

His eyes were not closed, and his arms were like steel confined to her waist.

She stared at him as if she were making a sign in her eyes and quickly let go.

The guards were approaching, still carrying dim lanterns in their hands.

Even if someone approaches, the man is still indifferent, as if he doesn't care about people around him.

His cold lips were still rubbing on Su Yunqin's lips, teasing and depicting the shape of her lips.

Su Yunqin pushed him again.

If it goes on like this, the story of her kissing him near the Royal stables in the middle of the night will spread all over the streets of the imperial city.

Feel her pushing, wind thousand ink unhappy, but still released her.

The bodyguards stopped behind them. They had already seen the figure of the two kissing. They suddenly stopped their steps and dared not speak or disturb them.

After all, the man in mysterious clothes and ghost face in front of him is a distinguished guest from Tianxuan country. They are people that the emperor of ancient Yue country dare not neglect. Where do their guards dare to provoke.

Feng Qianmo turned his head and glanced at the guards.

At that glance, it was like an ice cave, which frightened everyone.

"Two... Two continue." The guards pushed each other and left immediately.

Su Yunqin pulled away his big hand on his waist. His eyes were full of anger. He stared at him, then turned and left.

Feng Qianmo immediately caught up with her footsteps.

"Yunqin." He called to her, noticed her slightly annoyed mood, and his tone softened a little.

He was unhappy at the thought that she had been with a man surnamed Jun for five years, but he didn't know her at all. He was jealous for the first time since he was born.

Su Yunqin ignored him and strode forward.

Just walking in front of her, she reached out and gently stroked the position of her chest.

Every time because of this man's approach, his heart beats crazy and almost jumps out of his chest.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

The night wind blew on my face and it was a little cold.

The man behind her always follows behind, keeping an arm distance from her.

Feeling him like this, her heart softened for no reason. But she thought that so far, the man had never confessed anything to her, and her heart that was going to soften gradually cooled down again.

……

Watching them leave one after another, the bodyguards also withdrew.

Just a white figure in the forest stood there quietly, and the man stared at the place where Su Yunqin and Feng Qianmo had just stood.

Jun Minghui's eyes seemed to be surging with terrible waves. Complex emotions turned countless times in his eyes, but he still returned to calm in the end.

He was about to leave when a figure came up and stopped him.

He fixed his eyes on a woman in a red dress.

The girl's beautiful appearance made him recognize the person at once.

"This... Doctor Jun. I'm Su Qingcheng, the third miss of the Su family. I have something to ask doctor Jun."

Su Qingcheng looked at Jun Minghui with burning eyes.

This man has a picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and his temperament is like a relegated fairy. It's really eye-catching.

She stared at it for a long time, and her face was covered with a rich blush.

Su Qingcheng's words didn't get a response from Jun Minghui.

Jun Minghui glanced around. In the middle of the night, Su Qingcheng was not in Su's house, but deliberately stopped him here. I'm afraid he was also upset and kind.

"Jun is just a civilian. I'm afraid I can't help you."

"No, no, you can help! Your Highness the prince is now lying in bed for a long time. The imperial doctors in the palace are helpless. Please ask doctor Jun to do it." What she said was sincere, and her eyes were full of bright light.

Although the man is very beautiful in front of her, she still cares about the prince in her heart.

Jun Minghui frowned. Hearing that he was going to treat the prince, he smiled coldly, "don't even think about it."

He said, brushed his sleeves and left.

Su Qingcheng didn't expect that he should be so unkind. He was eager and shouted, "I can see that you like my sister. I can help you get your sister. How about it?"

Just now she observed it carefully and found that the man's eyes staring at Su Yunqin were particularly affectionate.

With this look in her eyes, she was sure she could catch the man.

Jun Minghui didn't seem to hear it at all. His tone was cold: "Miss Su San, you won't help you and the prince if you die."

After he spoke, he kept walking out.

But after a while, his figure was completely submerged in the night.

Su Qingcheng stood where she was, and the cold wind blew on her. The cold idea surrounded her and made her shiver.

Death won't help her and the crown prince?

Su Yunqin must have said something to Jun Minghui!

So what?

……

East Palace.

Leng Xingchen saw Su Qingcheng coming with his head down and asked eagerly, "what's the matter?"

Su Qingcheng mumbled his red lips.

She doesn't know how to tell Leng Xingchen about it.

"What the hell?" Seeing that she hesitated and refused to speak, Leng Xingchen affirmed in the bottom of her heart that she must be unwilling to come to treat him.

Su Qingcheng hangs his head.

"Just, just." Leng Xingchen sat heavily on the chair, "since the people of the silver soul gate refuse to help, go and find someone for the palace."

Su Qingcheng hurriedly looked up as if he saw hope again and asked eagerly, "who is it?"

"Jin Rong."

Jin Rong? Who is this?

……

After returning to Su's house, Su Yunqin went directly back to Baique Pavilion and was ready to go in and have a rest.

"Yunqin." She was called by the man behind her, and she succeeded in stopping her steps.

Su Yunqin slightly turned his head and looked at the man behind him.

He stood behind her with his hands down, his eyes shining, as if he had something to say to her.

But after waiting for a long time, Su Yunqin didn't wait for what he wanted to say.

"What do you want to say?" Finally, Su Yunqin couldn't figure out the man with an impatient voice.

In addition to the mask obstacles, even his mind is elusive.

The man hung his eyes and covered the elegance at the bottom of his eyes, "have a rest early."

What do you want to say, but when you say it, it still becomes these four words.

Su Yunqin was stunned, and his tone softened a little, "you too."

Then she went into the room and closed the door.

I always feel that there is something wrong with the big devil tonight. The emotion in her eyes makes it really difficult for her to guess.

……

The next day.

Because he slept late last night, Su Yunqin didn't get up early this morning to collect medicine or read medical books. Now he was awakened by the cry of the child by the door.

"Wu Wu... Sister Jingrong, does Dad want us?"

Jingrong secretly glanced at Su Yunqin in the house. He was two big. He was at a loss. He quickly whispered comforting: "young master, maybe he just left for a few days and came back."

Unfortunately, such comfort can not make su Xiaomo happy, and even make him cry more exaggerated and violent.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The cry of the earth shaking, I wish I could lift the roof off.

Su Yunqin was speechless, opened his eyes and sat up.

"Brother, have you cried enough? How can a big man cry like a woman?" Su Xiaoye stood aside, holding a small fist in a cold tone.

Her pale little face looked weaker today, and her complexion was almost transparent.

After being scolded by his sister, Su Xiaomo suddenly stopped crying.

He looked at his sister sobbing. Because the cry couldn't stop for a while, he sobbed and said, "you, yourself, don't want to cry the same."

"I'm a woman." Su Xiaoye seriously stressed that she was a girl and had the right to cry.

Su Yunqin pinched his eyebrows and got up from the couch and walked out.

"Dabao, why are you crying?" Even if you cry, you still deliberately stand at the door of her room and cry. Are you afraid she doesn't know?

Su Xiaomo raised his small sleeve and wiped his face, which was almost covered with runny nose and tears.

Su Yunqin pulled his embroidered handkerchief from the corner of his mouth, went to Dabao and squatted down to wipe his nose and tears carefully.

Su Xiaoye was aside and snorted very shamelessly.

"When my father left, my brother cried like this."

The contemptuous tone made Su Xiaomo stare angrily.

Su Xiaoye continued: "it's no use staring at me, brother, you fool."

Su Yunqin couldn't laugh or cry. He turned to Jingrong and asked, "what's the matter?"

Jingrong sighed and handed the note in her hand to Su Yunqin.

"The young master and the young lady wanted to go next door to find their uncle, but they didn't expect to enter the house. When they saw that the things in the house had been cleaned up and the people were gone. They had to leave this note."

Su Yunqin took it and spread it out.

Book: leave and do dangerous things, don't read.

She frowned and recited it several times.

What do you mean to leave and do dangerous things? Not yet?

Where did this guy get his confidence? She will miss him very much. Hey!

A short line of words made her feel a little heavy.

She thought of the appearance of his poison attack on the 15th day, and the man named "Jinrong", I'm afraid it was his greatest danger?

She was also getting bored and crumpled the note in her hand.

"Mom, will dad come back?" Su Xiaomo raised her tearful face and asked pitifully.

Looking at the child's innocent and expectant appearance, Su Yunqin's words choked in his throat.

Will he come back?

He certainly didn't just come to Tianxuan to play. He must have something to do, but they didn't know each other to the extent that they had to confess to each other. He didn't want to tell her, and she wouldn't blame him.

"Good, don't make any noise." Su Yunqin didn't answer his son's question directly. He reached out and touched his son's small head.

Jingrong also took a worried look at Su Yunqin.

The young lady's expression is so calm.

But the more calm, the more it shows that the inner fluctuation is huge.

The young lady must be unhappy about my uncle's departure.

Su Yunqin took his son and daughter and walked out, "OK, let's have breakfast. The crying child's mother doesn't love it."

Su Xiaomo sniffed and said nothing.

But as soon as they reached the gate of Baique attic, a group of royal guards strode in. The leader of the guard had dark skin and looked a little fierce.

He strode forward, saw Su Yunqin, raised his hand and said, "it's her. Take Su Yunqin into prison!"