Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Out of the hall, Su Yunqin is preparing to go to Baique Pavilion.

The man in ink happened to come from the gate of Baique Pavilion.

They were caught off guard and met each other.

Su Yunqin's steps were slightly paused and his eyes flashed.

She thought of the long kiss before, which almost made her suffocate and go crazy

"Come with me." But he took the initiative to come forward and hold her hand.

"Go... Where?" Su Yunqin was suddenly grabbed by him, and an inexplicable current rushed away in an instant, exploding all over his body.

She was subconsciously trying to earn her hand by electricity, but he held her tighter.

"See qianluo." He glanced at her and held her little hand tighter.

We shouldn't have showdown so early, let alone told her our identity so soon, because we were worried that she would reject him for this.

Sure enough

The more she dodged, the more unhappy he was.

Su Yunqin didn't dodge, but felt uncomfortable. This strange and palpitating feeling made her bear it for the first time, but she didn't know how to disperse it.

Kind of... Emotional?

Bah, what emotion.

Her real understanding with him should be yesterday.

After all, only yesterday did she know who he was and what his name was.

"Oh." She answered in a low voice, lowered her eyes, and calmed her voice as much as possible. "You don't have to hold me, I can go by myself."

The wind thousand Mo deeply coagulated her one eye, that eye, with the meaning of threatening and frightening, "don't pull it, want me to hold it?"

"..." OK, she succeeded in choking on his words.

When the man is shameless, no one can be his opponent.

Since then, she stopped talking and walked silently with him.

Jin Ming and Jin Ze followed and looked at each other as they walked hand in hand.

Kanazawa said, "Your Majesty, we are willing to have a mind for a woman at last."

Jin Ming nodded: "enlightened! We Tianxuan country don't worry that no one will inherit the throne."

After all, their majesty is still so young. If you look at the girl Su Yunqin, you may have no problem giving birth to five or six children to their majesty.

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A temporary imperial palace.

Su Yunqin didn't come to the palace for the first time, but now his mood has completely changed.

In the hall, Feng qianluo is playing chess with a man.

Wind qianluo is also as usual, dressed in snow white.

But the man opposite him, dressed in dark blue robes, also covered his face with a ghost mask.

Su Yunqin secretly glanced at the man around him. After entering the hall, he took off the mask and handed it to Jinze.

Her beautiful appearance shocked her vision. She glanced at her eyes, quickly shook her eyes and broke away from his big hand.

Feng Qianmo only felt his hands empty, but he didn't care too much.

"The emperor's brother and sister-in-law are here." Hearing the news, Feng qianluo was still holding a chess piece in his hand, but he had raised his head and looked at them with a smile.

The cry of "sister-in-law Huang" from Feng qianluo made Su Yunqin's face black.

Is she being bullied?

Inexplicably, he was entangled by the tyrant of the next country, and inexplicably forced to be responsible by the tyrant. Now called "Huang Sao" by the tyrant's brother?

"Murong, don't stare at the chessboard. Look at my imperial sister-in-law."

Feng qianluo kicked the man in the dark blue brocade robe opposite under the chessboard.

After being kicked, Murong looked up at Su Yunqin.

Naturally, only half of Su Yunqin's face can be seen, and the rest is covered under the veil.

But this is not the point. The point is that Su Yunqin's forehead exposed outside the veil is scabby scars, very ugly.

Murong frowned coldly, "Qianmo, the woman you like is so ugly?"

Listening to the three people's dialogue, Su Yunqin can be sure that the one who scolds her ugly is the genuine demon cult leader. Murong has no intention.

The three of them seem to have a very good relationship.

Before Su Yunqin responded, the man around him said faintly, "she's a lonely woman. What's the matter with you?"

That disgusting tone is a sense of superiority.

Murong inadvertently changed his sitting posture and crossed his legs. If it weren't for the cover of the ghost mask, what he saw was a living danger. Who would have thought that he was the famous leader of the evil cult.

"You're not happy to say she's ugly? It seems that you really like her."

"Itchy skin?" A man was completely unhappy and slapped quickly.

The palm wind attacked Murong unintentionally.

Murong was careless and calm. He casually turned to his side and changed his sitting posture. He also appropriately avoided the strong palm wind coming towards him.

But everywhere the palm wind passed, it was destroyed. Even the ground had a deep and sharp trace.

Look at this posture, this man is absolutely merciless.

Murong was careless and calmly avoided his palm wind. It seems that they already know each other very well.

Su Yunqin sighed silently in his heart.

The duel between master and master is so inadvertently revealed, which makes people feel more pressure.

"Oh, brother Huang, you can't be so cruel in front of sister Huang. You'll scare her." Feng qianluo stood up from the chess table and smiled like a thief. His gentle temperament was gone.

Su Yunqin jerked at the corners of his mouth.

Murong nodded unintentionally and approvingly, "look how reasonable your brother says."

"Sit down." Feng Qianmo directly ignored their words and took Su Yunqin to sit beside the tea table. He immediately sat down next to her.

Su Yunqin had no room to resist for a long time, so he had to sit down silently, take a look at fengqianmo, and then take a look at fengqianluo.

From this point of view, the two brothers are indeed very similar.

But in comparison, Feng qianluo's facial features are not as delicate and profound as Feng Qianmo's, and there is a long gap in temperament between them, so that she didn't react at the first time after seeing the true face of Feng Qianmo.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the big hand still holding her wrist.

A man's hand has distinct bones and is as slender as jade.

Even the hands are so beautiful, alas

"Qianluo, come here." A man's low order came from his ear.

Feng qianluo immediately bumped over and sat opposite them, looking at Su Yunqin with a flattering smile on his face.

"Sister in law, brother in law."

Listening to such a title, Su Yunqin felt very twisted at the bottom of her heart. She finally couldn't resist and seriously corrected his title: "please, don't call me sister-in-law Huang, call me Miss Su, Miss Su, or doctor su."

Feng qianluo's expression was a little embarrassed. He suddenly turned to look at Feng Qianmo.

It turned out that brother Huang hasn't finished Su Yunqin yet. He thought it was done, which made him lose face at the moment.

But Feng Qianmo has no trend of vitality.

Su Yunqin also glanced at Feng Qianmo, "after all, you should not yell casually because you are in love and reason. Have you asked me for my opinion? Have you asked me if I agree? Your imperial brother has not pursued me, so he can give me the hat of 'Imperial sister-in-law' with Mao?"

If the emperor's sister-in-law were called out, she would be in great trouble.

If everyone thinks that Su Yunqin is his woman, it will be terrible to think about it in the future.

Su Yunqin's fist was in his hand and his face looked very serious. He didn't want to tangle on this issue anymore.

She glanced at the man around her, and the coldness on him was particularly frightening.

"Well, in that case, give me your hand and I'll give you a pulse."

Feng qianluo secretly glanced at brother Huang's face and was too scared to raise his hand.

Su Yunqin waited for a long time and saw that his hand had not reached out and was speechless.

"Well... Didn't you see a doctor?"

"Ah, oh, good." Feng qianluo hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and let Su Yunqin feel his pulse.

Su Yunqin raised his hand and cut it on the pulse of Feng qianluo.

However, at the moment, Feng qianluo always glances at the men around her from time to time. Her cautious eyes make her a little embarrassed.

In fact, such a straightforward refusal to the king of a country will really hurt people's face.

She was just afraid that if she gave the other party too much hope, there would be more harm in the future.

Today is her first pulse, so distracted.

After exploring her pulse for a long time, she still didn't loosen it.

Murong unintentionally walked to their side with his arm and looked at them strangely. For no reason, he also frowned.

"Is it all right?"

After all, the imperial doctors in the Imperial Palace said that there was basically no possibility of cure for this heart disease. They also sentenced Feng qianluo to death for only five years at most.

Su Yunqin withdrew his hand and covered his expression under the veil.

After a long time, she said slowly, "your heart disease is much more serious than my Xiaobao. In this way, drug treatment can only be used as conservative treatment. If I really want to cure it completely, I have a second risky way."

"What?" The breeze thousand Luo sees her facial expression, the bottom of the heart unexpectedly is a clatter.

Just tell him that Su Yunqin's risk-taking method is absolutely very risky.

"In this way, the mortality rate is very high. If you fail, you will die. If you only control it with drugs, you can live ten more years."

Of course, if all the herbs she gave Xiaobao can be collected, this prescription can indeed be used as a conservative treatment for both of them.

Feng qianluo pursed his lips.

What should have been cynical has now become serious and quiet.

"You say, I'm not afraid." He bites very hard.

Su Yunqin pursed his lips and took another look at a man around him. His quiet face really made her unable to understand his mind.

He hasn't spoken out since he took his pulse.

"Is to have a heart change."

Under the condition of advanced modern science, heart surgery is a very dangerous operation. Under such simple conditions in ancient times, people like her dare not operate a knife to do such a high mortality operation.

"Change of heart?" Not only Feng qianluo was surprised.

Murong repeated these two words unintentionally and unbelievably, and the pupils of a pair of peach eyes behind the mask were miniature.

Wind thousand ink, eyes light slightly sink, look at the wind thousand Luo.

The little woman said that conservative treatment can only live for ten years. Can you really do this for a change of heart?

"Well... I dare not do such a thing." Su Yunqin raised his hands and said innocently, "first, we need to find a matching heart; second, we need a lot of hard equipment, which you don't have here; third, i... I'm not sure."