Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

The night was cold and the moonlight jumped on the window lattice.

In the silent night, in addition to the singing of birds, the palace was surprisingly quiet.

Feng Ono didn't sleep.

But after a while there was a movement at the window, and she was no longer surprised.

Today, when something happens to the Mohist school, he will certainly appear, which is what she expected.

A tall figure stood by the window and looked at her from a distance.

She also looked up at him, her eyes colliding.

But after a while, Mo Yihan walked up to her, "don't you sleep?"

Feng Xiaoye took care of his clothes and skirts. His voice was so calm that there were no ripples: "I'm waiting for you."

Mo Yi raised his eyebrows coldly, and there was an unpredictable emotional change at the bottom of his eyes. He walked towards her and said, "Ono..."

"Needless to say, if you really want to get married or something, I will bless you..."

"Will you marry me?" He interrupted her directly.

Such a sonorous and powerful sentence seemed to have been brewing at the bottom of his heart for a long time. At this time, it suddenly appeared and let Feng Xiaoye suddenly lift his eyes.

"You..."

"My father has also promised. My father said that as long as you like, as long as your majesty and your mother agree."

In the dark light, his face is more profound and handsome. Although his face is quiet, there are inexplicable emotional fluctuations in the bottom of his eyes, which is a kind of suppressed joy.

Feng Xiaoye tightly pinched a corner of his sleeve robe: "brother Yi Han..."

He walked up to her.

The boy walked over step by step, each step was particularly heavy, and the distance between them was getting closer.

Feng Xiaoye stood still until the boy completely stood in front of her. She hesitated for a while and looked up at him.

"Are you sure you really want to marry me?" Her voice was soft and thin in such a quiet night.

Her voice was as gentle as the night wind.

Mo Yihan nodded heavily, "I don't want to marry anyone except you."

Every word is very heavy, with frightening strength.

The hesitation at the bottom of Feng Ono's heart was just fleeting. She nodded and agreed.

She is willing to go on the next road with him and face all possible dangers.

"Ono, it's just that the matter of the Yu family has not been completely solved. If it is solved..."

"I'm with you." Feng Xiaoye took his big hand, "in the future, you will be the master of the Mohist family. You will inherit the whole Mohist army. You will help my brother ascend the throne as emperor. Your responsibility is so heavy that I will solve the problem of the back house."

She unexpectedly said so, and let Mo Yihan's face flash through the color of surprise.

He was right.

The girl he likes must be a girl who can help him with the style of a great general in the future.

……

Royal study.

"She agreed?" Su Yunqin tilted his feet and sipped the tea.

Mo Yihan nodded gently, neither humble nor arrogant, "the princess promised."

Su Yunqin looked at the silent man beside the imperial case, stretched out his elbow and gently bumped his body.

Come on, the son-in-law to be has spoken. Can he give me an attitude at any rate?

Feng Qianmo was bumped by her elbow and twisted her eyebrows. She was not very happy. Leng hum and turned back to look at Mo Yihan.

"You haven't dealt with the affairs of the Yu family yet. I don't trust you to give my daughter to you."

He said his position, but it seemed that he was saying that the Yu family would not agree if it was not solved.

Mo Yihan was a little stunned, slightly raised his eyes and looked at the emperor's strong eyes, but for a moment he still nodded gently.

"Please also give me three days."

"Three days is enough?" The wind asked heavily.

Mo Yihan's tone was more firm than before, "naturally enough, please put down your majesty and empress."

Feng Qianmo raised his lips, "well, if you really solve it in three days, you will give a decree to get married."

This is undoubtedly equivalent to reassurance for Mo Yihan. This can be said to surprise Su Yunqin. She couldn't help but turn her head and take another look at Feng Qianmo. Her man was really black and invincible.

"You go down and have an early rest."

This word, Mo Yihan also obviously heard that the emperor's tone softened a lot. He turned around, and the corners of his lips also aroused a slight arc.

It seems that the emperor and empress seem to agree.

As soon as the man left, Su Yunqin suddenly stretched out his hand and patted the man around him, "you're so scary that you scared away the prospective son-in-law, but how can you do?"

Feng Qianmo glanced at her lazily and narrowed his black eyes, "Yunqin, if he was scared to run, he would not be qualified to be an orphan son-in-law."

Wow, listen to that.

Su Yunqin stood up and said, "listen to you, it's really hard to be your son-in-law."

The wind thousands of ink, a pair of ink pupils burst out dangerous cold light. He suddenly grabbed the woman's slender wrist with a heavy force.

Her body softened and sat directly on his leg.

"Thousand ink?"

"Is it hard to be a lonely woman?" He leaned close to her, and the cold breath blew close.

"No." The woman blinked, and a smile popped up at the bottom of her eyes. Her slender arm wrapped around his neck and leaned together to print a kiss,

Her man is still so stingy.

……

Wuji learns that Feng Ono got married the next day.

People in the palace are all talking about the upcoming marriage between the princess and the general.

Wuji was meditating in the house. Since the news exploded in his ears, his body became more and more stiff.

Then he fell to the ground as if he had no support.

Wind Ono is getting married?

Although he married Mo Yihan, although it was already expected by him, he still couldn't calm the pain and despair in his heart.

If Feng Xiaoye is about to marry, is it necessary for him to return to the common customs?

He thought that if he returned to secular life, he would have the right to fight for her and the strength to fight with Mo Yihan

That's all.

Everything is just his wishful thinking.

……

Three days later.

One thing pushed the Yu family to the cusp of the storm.

Only after a thorough investigation of the party chaos did we know that it was not the spontaneous assembly of farmers, but someone instigated it behind their back. And the instigator is the owner of the Yu family!

As soon as the evidence came out, your majesty ordered to block the Yu family, and the whole Yu family could only suffer the fate of being copied and beheaded by the whole family.

At the moment, the gate of Mohism is closed.

Mrs. Mo went to the study, "it's easy to be cold."

"Mother." Mo Yihan stood up from the table and looked extremely respectful.

"The business of the Yu family..." Mrs. Mo pinched the corner of her clothes.

After all, the Yu family is her mother's family. It's no good for her to copy and chop so many people. In this matter

The respectful color on Mo Yihan's face almost converged in an instant. He looked directly at Mrs. Mo, and his eyes were covered with a layer of frost. He asked coldly, "Mom, tell me the truth. Did you know this before?"

I knew it before, and let him hurt his kidney because of this party chaos?

It's enough to hurt the kidney. It also shocked the empress today. She even prepared kidney tonic for him in person.

For a moment, rumors about his ink easy to cold and kidney deficiency were everywhere.

Is this intentional?