Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Besides, the unintentional devil, let alone... Is a crazy devil, okay!

"Lord Su is good." Slowly, the man with the ghost mask gently spit out a sentence. The tone was still a trace of evil in his laziness.

This is definitely a fault!

Su Yunqin has been identified!

"Well, Su Aiqing did an excellent job today. You should continue to be fully responsible for this time." The Minister of rites was in charge of this matter. The emperor was quite satisfied, and the originally frowned eyebrows also stretched out.

Su Yunqin was not annoyed. With his red lips raised, he bowed to the emperor above and said, "minister, obey."

Anyway, this is Su Jingyuan's affair, which has nothing to do with her!

She has achieved her goal of pretending to be su Jingyuan today. It's really good to take on a very important task for Su Jingyuan by the way.

After leaving the hall, Su Yunqin was responsible for taking Feng qianluo to the palace.

She walked in the rear, still involuntarily began to look at the wind qianluo walking in the front.

The man's back is straight, his handsome and extraordinary face is impeccable, and these facial features... Make her think of her children again.

Su Yunqin suddenly jumped twice.

Five years ago, was... The tyrant of the next country?

She always focused on watching Feng qianluo and ignored the man in black walking around Feng qianluo. The cold air emitted by the man was so cold that the palace people around him could feel it. Only Su Yunqin didn't feel afraid at all.

"Lord su." Feng qianluo suddenly called Su Yunqin.

"What does your majesty have to say?" Su Yunqin recovered and asked politely.

She really wanted to drag the man's skirt and ask, did he appear in the orchid forest outside the imperial capital of ancient Yue five years ago? But no matter how impulsive she was, she still held back.

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

"The weather is fine today. Why don't you take me out of the palace today." Feng qianluo said it casually.

He didn't feel that Su Yunqin was obviously absent-minded, although she had tried her best to cover up her impatience

"There's a dinner party in the evening. I'm tired all the way. I'm afraid your majesty can't bear it..."

"Why, Lord Su, is this cursing your majesty?" A cold voice interrupted Su Yunqin's words and said carelessly.

Su Yunqin's eyebrows danced abruptly, suppressing his anger at the bottom of his heart.

"Are you a victim delusion?" What if he's a demon? Su Yunqin looked unhappy and still hated the past!

Feng qianluo jerked at the corner of his mouth and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at brother Huang.

However, the mask covered his face. He couldn't understand his expression at the moment.

Feng Qianmo's thin lips coldly hooked, "this is Lord Su's hospitality?"

Hearing this, the servants trembled badly.

At the moment, they want to kowtow to the "Su Jingyuan" in front of them. I hope the Su adult would better say less.

Su Yunqin narrowed his eyes lightly. How did he feel that the big devil was deliberately aimed at her?

But now she's su Jingyuan. She doesn't worry about offending the two, and she even wants to make them smoke on her head

"Well, unintentionally, Lord Su didn't mean it. Don't be so specific to him!" The wind can't see it anymore.

Does the emperor deliberately discredit brother Murong under the identity of "Murong unintentionally"?

"...." Su Yunqin was puzzled and confused. The gentle wind qianluo was really the legendary "tyrant"?

Rumor, is it a little different?

"Yes." But it happened that the man with the ghost mask just gave a cold, uh huh, without emotional waves.

Su Yunqin pursed his lips.

"Alas... What's the matter? My head is a little dizzy?" Just a moment later, she raised her hand to hold her forehead, shook her body, and looked as if she had managed to stabilize her body.

Feng Qianmo watched her act coldly.

"What's the matter?" Feng qianluo asked suspiciously.

Even if you don't want to take them out of the palace, the play is too much

"Report back to your majesty. To tell you the truth, the lower officer actually has a hidden disease. This hidden disease has plagued the lower officer for many years. When he gets sick, he trembles all over, his limbs are cold, and his feet can't stand stably."

After speaking, her body shook more violently.

This time, she didn't mean to shake, but there was an invisible strong wind sweeping towards her, which made her body shake and skew.

"..." Feng qianluo looked at her crazy and messy steps and silently glanced at the hand under Feng Qianmo's sleeve with the corner of his eye.

Brother Huang's fingers are moving imperceptibly!

"Well, in that case, that's all. It's OK to visit again tomorrow. Lord Su, you'd better go back to the house and have a rest."

Su Yunqin has blue tendons on his forehead, angry blue tendons!

I don't know who made the strong wind. The martial arts of the other party are by no means ordinary people. Her internal power is even more unfathomable. She's going to have an epileptic attack!

It is either the tyrant or the devil who can have such martial arts in front of us at the moment.

Feng Qianmo touched his fingers and said slowly, "Your Majesty, Lord Su's legs and feet seem inconvenient. It's better for his subordinates to send him back to the house."