Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

"..." what is this fallacy?

The man's brain circuit must not be in the same world as her.

Yes, they are not people of the same world.

Su Yunqin gently shook his eyebrows and tail twice. Forced by his sight, he was a little helpless for a while and said, "yes, I'm worried about you."

He was still in the mood to ask such unimportant questions.

Sure enough, men are childish, which makes people unable to resist.

Probably hearing a satisfactory answer, he loosened her grip and pushed back.

Su Yunqin was free and shook his sleeves.

Just now, the bone chilling chill spread from the back. It was cold and frightening.

"Nothing was found." He answered her slowly.

Su Yun was stunned and pinched his fist. Just now his red eyes look back, because the Gu king in his body feels the food in it?

About everything about him, she repeatedly warned herself not to get too close, but she couldn't control it every time.

"Now only by grasping Jinrong can we get the answer?" Su Yunqin pinched his chin. "I have a good way not to face Jinrong."

Just after hearing xiaofengzi talk about his self mutilation in order to keep sober, her heart couldn't help pulling.

She was really deeply influenced by this man.

Feng Qianmo raised his eyebrows and was a little interested in her words.

"Tell me."

"Can you get out? Is there another exit?" Su Yunqin doesn't want to stay here any longer.

Especially the dense frozen insect eggs on the wall, just visual impact, goose bumps all over.

Wind thousand ink slightly nodded.

"Come with me." As he spoke, he had grasped her wrist and walked out.

There was clearly no road ahead, but when he approached the ice wall in front, there were cracks on the ice wall.

Su Yunqin frowned.

This man seems familiar here?

"How many times have you been here?"

"Twice." He answered honestly.

Su Yunqin narrowed his eyes. Have you been here twice and you can be so familiar with the mechanism in the secret room?

As if he knew what she wanted to ask, his voice was very deep: "the body can feel it."

The simple five words he said were understated, but no one knew the pain he was going to bear.

Su Yunqin followed him out.

Facing this man, the high wall that had been erected all the time collapsed suddenly because of him.

Really

"Man." The road ahead is gradually spacious and bright. After walking out, it is the cave mouth on the other side.

At the moment, there is a thin light of the rising sun outside. Against the sun, Jinze and Jinming are waiting at the entrance of the cave.

Jinze came forward, and suddenly his sight fell on Su Yunqin, who was on the side, and he gave a secret sigh.

Su Yunqin hasn't been seen before. I don't know where he came from now.

But this girl will be their future queen.

Therefore, after glancing at Su Yunqin, he hurriedly took back his sight and didn't dare to see more.

"Subordinates in other places have also searched. There is no place to store Gu poison." He said calmly.

"It's better to catch Jinrong directly than just search. You'll cooperate with me at that time." Su Yunqin made a sound, which was due to her habit. She stretched out her hand and grabbed the man's sleeve.

At this moment, she did not realize what was wrong with holding someone else's sleeve.

Feng Qianmo wouldn't say either. He glanced down at her slender jade finger, which fell on the sleeve of his Xuan robe, which made her slender hands as white as jade.

Kanazawa never noticed the subtlety of the atmosphere. He raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "how do you cooperate?"

In such a wonderful atmosphere, his voice was devastated.

The wind thousand ink demon pupil narrowed darkly and glanced coldly at the golden luster.

At that glance, the murderous spirit overflowed.

Kanazawa was stunned and shrunk his neck. Did you ask yourself a little talkative?

Su Yunqin also glanced at Jinze, dragged fengqianmo's sleeves and stood on tiptoe, "you lower down, I'll tell you."

It's rare that she is willing to take the initiative to approach. Feng Qianmo agrees to be kind and bends down slightly to pass her ear.

The woman beside him quickly covered his ear and said a few words gently.

The woman's low voice is gentle and gentle, like the blue stone in the water stream.

The man drooped his eyes and covered the streamer colorful waves at the bottom of his eyes.

After su Yunqin said it, she asked, "how?"

"OK." The man raised his thin lips and simply gave a word.

Although Kanazawa stood close, he couldn't hear their whispers at all. He couldn't understand what they were talking about.

Your majesty looked very happy. I don't know what strange method has been provided.

……

It was slightly bright and quiet. A carriage had quietly stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Because it is remote and deep in the mountains, it is often the people who get up early and come to pray for the blessing of the Buddha.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a girl's voice with slight dissatisfaction came from the carriage.

"Dad, do we have to ask God to worship Buddha? You're still worried that your daughter can't get married!"

"Dad is just worried that you can't get married!" While talking, they had got off the carriage.

Jiang Taifu pulled his naughty daughter out of the carriage with a cold face.

"Dad, I've been worried about your marriage for so long. It's good for you to push all the CHILDES you've found!"

Jiang Xinyu looked down and said nothing, as if it was really her fault.

After Jiang Taifu finished talking, Jiang Xinyu murmured to herself, "you think everyone is like Su Yunqin. You can't get married. In the end, you picked up a big bargain for nothing."

"What are you talking about!" Jiang Taifu glared at her.

It is said that Su Yunqin picked up a big bargain, which is not a good thing done by the crown prince.

Nothing, let the emperor choose Su Yunqin's husband. As a result, let that straw bag choose a man with excellent temperament.

……

At the moment, Su Yunqin and Feng Qianmo have already changed into ordinary clothes, and they are also easy to look like the most ordinary.

They had already entered the silent temple and pretended to be ordinary people to pray.

After entering the temple, Su Yunqin took the lead in losing a copper coin as incense money.

The monk guarding the door suddenly called them.

"You wait."

Su Yunqin held the wind and Qianmo around him.

They looked back at the monk. Su Yunqin asked in a soft voice, "little master, what's the matter with you?"

The monk weighed the copper money in his hand, approached them a few steps and scanned their clothes and appearance.

"Today, our abbot is in charge of divination. There is an abbot in the temple. You want to go in to see the abbot with this copper coin?"

Su Yunqin's dark eyes flashed, and his cold eyes glanced at the monk.

The monk of the silent temple can really make money.

She turned around and took Feng Qianmo's arm. Her voice was angry: "Xianggong, look at this little monk. It's unreasonable."

The sound of "Xianggong" was melodious and graceful.

At the moment of acting, she couldn't think of so much at all. The two words calling out were so casual and natural.

The man raised his eyes and looked at her. The word stirred up a circle of ripples in his calm heart lake.

A smile flashed in his dark pupil.

"It's all right. Just give it to him." Then he took the silver from Su Yunqin's arms and handed it to the monk.

This Act seems to be telling the monk that women are in charge of money at home.

But Su Yunqin was not calm and stared wide.

Looking at the hand blatantly probing into his skirt to touch the silver, he cursed hard in his heart.

Shameless man!

Hooligans!

She stared angrily at his big hand, and the hand holding the silver needle in her sleeve trembled faintly. She will be really unhappy and directly prick his hand!

blamed!

Feeling the extreme anger of a woman around him, Feng Qianmo still smiled between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Madam, let's go." He took the hand in her sleeve and clasped his fingers the next moment.

Su Yunqin quietly took the silver needle back into the bag in his sleeve, pursed his lips, and subconsciously wanted to break away from his hand.

As husband and wife, as husband and wife. Who allowed him to hold hands?

Who would believe that the famous bloodthirsty tyrant of Xuanguo that day was a shameless scoundrel!

As she struggled, the strength of the ten fingers became stronger and stronger.

Su Yunqin simply didn't want to struggle at last, but he still lowered his voice and warned Feng Qianmo: "you shameless, you'd better let go, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The man bent his lips, "the lonely hand doesn't listen."

Su Yunqin: "..." why didn't he say it? His brain didn't listen!

As soon as they entered the temple, a quarrel between father and daughter came from the door.

"Dad, I don't want to go in!"

"Come on, get in!"

The sound sounds familiar.

Su Yunqin turned his head and saw Jiang Taifu dragging his daughter Jiang Xinyu into the temple.

Jiang Taifu went out today wearing a little plain, but his daughter Jiang Xinyu, a bright goose yellow brocade waist length skirt, which was more gorgeous than the sunrise outside.

Jiang Xinyu's appearance is absolutely beautiful. She is known as one of the three beauties in the imperial capital of ancient Yue.

She was so unreasonable that no one in the imperial capital was willing to marry her.

As for the other two beauties, one is Su Qingcheng and the other is Lin Xiaoyue, Lin Wenyuan's youngest daughter.

Although they are called the three beauties, the relationship between them is extremely hostile.

"What are you looking at?" In her ear, the man's thin lip was attached to her ear and asked in a low voice. He is reminding her that this is not the time to be in a daze.

Su Yunqin took back his eyes and glared at him.

He found all kinds of ways to eat her tofu. Later, she would come back with Ben and interest!

He met her angry eyes and his eyes moved.

He didn't understand. Why was she unhappy?

Walking forward, they saluted in front of the Buddha and saw Jinrong sitting cross legged on one side.

His face was as wrinkled as he had seen last time, and there seemed to be thousands of gullies on his face.

She took Feng Qianmo to him, saluted him respectfully and asked, "master, can you calculate a divination for us?"

Jin Rong originally closed his eyes. As soon as he said this, he slowly opened a pair of narrow eyes.

His eyes were fixed on Su Yunqin's face, with some strange thoughts.

He didn't say a word, neither did Su Yunqin.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed.

His eyes reflected the gloom of examination. Did he see anything?