Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

The Abbot's round face was calm.

He smiled at Feng Qianmo and said, "well, your majesty will take the child back for the time being. If the child's heart disease can be cured, I won't say more. After all, I pity the hearts of parents all over the world."

Wind thousands of ink frown.

"If not... Your majesty will give the child to me after all."

What he said made Feng Qianmo suspicious.

So he felt something wrong.

The man half narrowed his pupils and stared back and forth at the old monk in front of him. It seemed that the old man looked familiar.

"Are you a royal doctor?" Finally, he recognized the abbot.

Although he is a royal doctor, there are too many royal doctors in the qiantai hospital, and he can't recognize them one by one.

Before Abbot Yuanji made a sound, Feng Xiaoye shouted excitedly holding his father's neck: "yes, yes, my father is so powerful. This abbot is the imperial doctor, and it seems to be very powerful!"

Can't you see her heart disease at a glance?

After all, she is a child, but she doesn't think so much. She just thinks that the abbot must have strong skills.

She wants to be strong.

She wants to be like brother Yi Han

Feng Qianmo pursed his lips and looked at his daughter's excited appearance. He felt a trace of displeasure at the bottom of his heart.

The daughter turned her elbow out.

He held his daughter's hand tightly for a few minutes and pursed his lips.

Feng Xiaoye seemed to notice the strong displeasure of Feng Qianmo. He glanced at him carefully. Then he looked weakly at the abbot Yuanji and whispered, "master, in that case, it's better to let me go back with my father first, or my mother will be worried."

Abbot Yuanji smiled and nodded.

He was not angry at all. His smile appeared on his round face, but more like Maitreya.

Feng Qianmo frowned and looked at his daughter in his arms. He just nodded politely to Abbot Yuanji, took his daughter and turned around and left.

Out of the Dalong temple, he asked in a deep voice, "Ono, why did you do this?"

Feng Xiaoye raised his head. Knowing that his father was angry, he whispered, "I just want to learn skills! And if I stay in the palace, the emperor of Yan always wants to trouble us. It's not good. It's better to let me in the temple."

The man stared at her and said nothing.

"Father, I have a very good method, and the method given by the abbot is also very good!"

"Go back and let your mother clean you up." Feng Qianmo was not moved at all, but gave a cold warning and stuffed her into the carriage.

Wind Ono looked confused.

At the thought of her mother's anger, she was afraid. What's the matter?

So terrible.

Thinking of this, she shrunk her neck.

And the mother now has children in her belly. She can't be so stimulated!

Thinking of this, she looked at Feng Qianmo pitifully, her hands folded and looked at her own father.

"Father, just help me!"

"Do you believe the old monk so much?" Feng Qianmo leaned against the car wall. He was really dissatisfied.

This little guy is really like a little adult. He doesn't know how dangerous the outside world is.

Feng Xiaoye nodded, "father, I see people very accurately. Just like when I first saw father, I thought you were my father."

This eased the man's original stiff face.

That's nice.

Looking at the man's obviously soft eyes, Feng Ono made persistent efforts, directly rushed forward, hugged Feng Qianmo's arm, and said like a spoiled child: "father, you promise Ono, promise, promise!"

The wind is thousands of ink, and the eyes are dark.

He won't leave his daughter to an old monk or to a temple. How can it be said that a dignified princess should be raised in a temple!

……

It's night.

Su Yunqin sat by the window again according to his usual habit, and Feng Xiaomo poked his head at the door.

From the corner of her eye, she could see the small appearance of Feng Xiaomo sneaking outside the door. She looked back at her son.

"Dabao, what are you looking at? Come in."

Feng Xiaomo left his mouth and had to step over the threshold to enter.

"Empress mother, are you waiting for your father's letter again?" The little guy's eyes twinkled with Yingying light. In fact, he already knew the answer, but he still had to ask.

Su Yunqin sighed softly, "isn't it? Aren't you worried about your sister?"

"Worry, of course, but my sister is so smart that she can't lose it."

At first thought, every time he was with his sister, his sister make complaints about him. Now that his sister is not in the palace, he is still very worried.

Sure enough, it's not easy to be a brother.

Suddenly there was a sound of wings flapping, which immediately attracted Su Yunqin's attention.

The white dove landed by the window.

Seeing the familiar white dove, Su Yunqin was immediately excited and came forward to take the letter from the white dove's foot.

Feng Xiaomo also hurriedly tiptoed to look, but he was too short to see. However, he could judge what was written in the letter by the expression on his mother's face.

The mother's face was instantly stained with a smile, a relieved smile, and even... Her eyes were red.

"Sister found it?" Feng Xiaomo guessed.

It must have been found, otherwise the mother would be so happy that she would cry.

What kind of mood is that? It's like the return of a beloved treasure.

Su Yunqin nodded gently, picked up his son and kissed him. "The father and the emperor are going back to the palace with his sister."

"Wow!" Feng Xiaomo clapped his hands excitedly and wanted to cry excitedly.

Since he can get his sister back, he will try to let his sister as much as possible and never bother his sister again!

Feng Xiaomo secretly vowed not to grab food with her sister or scold her sister for thinking about the guy Mo Yihan every day

Su Yunqin put down his son and looked funny with tears and laughter.

When Jingrong entered the hall, he just saw Su Yunqin smiling and wiping tears. He was surprised and hurried forward and asked, "what's the matter, madam?"

This good, even wipe tears?

Su Yunqin was so happy that he came forward and held Jingrong's hand.

"Xiaobao found it."

As a mother, she was so happy to learn that her daughter was safe.

Crying is also because the string that has been tight before is finally loose at this moment, and the previously repressed emotions are finally vented at this moment.

Jingrong looks at her in surprise.

Not only Jing Rong was surprised, but Feng Xiaomo was also surprised.

They all saw a person laughing and crying for the first time. They couldn't understand this complex emotion.

Jingrong has never been a mother, and Feng Xiaomo, who is a brother, is happy, but he is a child after all. Naturally, he can't understand his mother's mood.

Two days later, Emperor Tianxuan returned to the palace.

In a dark cell.

The Dragon gently stood outside the cell, looked around and whispered to the long Yueyue in the cell.

"Four younger sisters."

Long Yueyue in the prison looked a little dull. When she heard this cry, she didn't respond at first. Until she called her the second time, she seemed to wake up suddenly.

She looked up, looked at the Dragon outside the cell, gently and suddenly staggered up and rushed over.

"Third sister! Third sister, are you here to save me? Are you going to let me out?"

She has always lived a life of dignity. How could she have suffered such pain.

The Dragon gently stood outside the cell, looked coldly at the four younger sisters in front of him, raised his lips and said, "four younger sisters, Emperor Xuandi returns to the palace today."

This remark made long Yueyue feel like being struck by lightning.

"Si Mei, you can tell me what you want to do before you die. I'll try to satisfy you. Or... Let Gu Xiang see you?" The Dragon said softly.

This makes long Yueyue's heart fall into the abyss.

She retreated with a look of fear, knowing that there might be no way to live.

"Third sister... You... You don't want me to live, do you?" Long Yueyue's bloodshot eyes stared at the Dragon gently, and finally understood.

The Dragon gently stroked his hair with a light face and said with a smile, "yes, I don't want you to live. Four younger sisters, since childhood, you like to rob things from me. Every time your parents love you especially because you are young, they always let me let you."

"Four younger sisters, you should know that you always have to pay back what you owe me."

Long Yueyue retreated step by step and stumbled. Finally, she fell unsteadily and sat on the ground.

She's dying? Is she really dead?

……

palace.

"Mother, I'm really fine." In the imperial garden, there came the soft, waxy and helpless voice of fengono.

Su Yunqin carefully checked his daughter from beginning to end. After confirming that the child was all right, he was a little relieved and relieved.

Feng Qianmo sat on one side and looked at their mother and daughter. He looked indifferent and raised the tea on one side and took a sip.

Looking at her little woman with a big belly checking her daughter's nervous appearance, the man's eyes flickered.

He remembered Abbot Yuanji's words.

Is it

The medicine that Su Yunqin painstakingly found is really useless?

After checking the child, Su Yunqin went to Feng Qianmo and was ready to check the big one.

"Yunqin?" A man doesn't understand.

"It's your turn. I'll check you out." Su Yunqin said as he rolled up his sleeves.

The wind thousand ink corners of the mouth a smoke, just say: "cloud Qin, need not, I didn't get hurt."

"No, I have to see to be sure." Su Yunqin had no intention of letting him go, and his eyes showed a firm light.

Feng Qianmo almost ejected the tea, but Su Yunqin pulled him up.

The next moment, he gently hooked her waist and whispered, "Yunqin, let's go back to the bedroom and make trouble. The children are all there."

Su Yunqin glanced at the two dolls with big eyes, gave a gentle hum, and walked away with the man hanging around his waist.

Watching her parents leave, Feng Xiaomo stood in front of Feng Xiaoye with her arms in her arms.

"Tut tut..." he glanced at his sister up and down, as if he were examining something.

Feng Xiaoye narrowed his eyes gently and looked at his brother strangely.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

"You've been away for so long. Why aren't you so happy when you come back?"

Feng Xiaoye scratched his chin, "well, how can I prove that I'm happy?"