Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"You said, if you want to have a child without a person, what method should you use?" For a long while, she looked at Qing Wei and asked.

Qing Wei was startled by the murderous look in her eyes, "Miss, Si Yi Niang's fetus is very tight now. Let's not make this idea. Can we wait for the wedding date with peace of mind?"

"Yeah...how can I start after being seen so tightly?" she said to herself.

"Miss, please be more sober...As long as we get to the Prince's Mansion, there won't be so much worry." Qing Wei always felt that something was wrong with Du Qingyao today, and quickly persuaded.

"Will it?" Du Qingyao sneered, her fist clenched secretly.

The next day, early in the morning, the two minions came to Song Qingyu's yard.

Song Qingyu was messy and messy, and she couldn't see the style of the year. She looked at the two minions and sneered, "What? The master asked you to kill me?"

"Madam is worrying too much." The young man lowered his head, "It's... the palm of the mouth. The master said, the madam has been enjoying the blessing in the prime minister's mansion for so many years, and in the future, he will have to palm the mouth every day to relieve his resentment. ."

"He hates me so much?" Song Qingyu's bleak smile appeared on his face, and the whole person was unspeakably depressed.

The young man didn't know how to answer the call, but just stood by and waited. They also don't know why the wife and the master have become like this, everything changed overnight.

"Explain so much what to do, Master let the palm of your mouth, and we just do." The boy next to him opened his mouth. On weekdays, Song Qingyu often stalked him. Now that he finally has this opportunity, he naturally has to grasp it. living.

The applause came from the house, and Du Qingheng, who lives next door, heard the sound, only feeling flustered. "Lianxin, Lianxin," she shouted.

"What's wrong, miss?"

"Let's go to the Prince's Mansion." Du Qingheng's eyes became cold. She couldn't wait for so long. Now Du Heng can't move Song Qingyu, but only looks at the children in the General's Mansion and her stomach. She will leave the mansion earlier. , Song Qingyu is dead or alive, neither has anything to do with her.

An hour later, the carriage stopped at the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

"Didn't I say, don't meet in the daytime?" Looking at the woman in front of him, Feng Xuanming only felt bored for a while. Du Qingheng came to the mansion so swaggeringly, didn't he let others gossip?

Hearing the prince's bad tone, Du Qingheng's eyes immediately filled with tears, "His Royal Highness...Today, Heng'er is very disturbed."

Thinking of Du Qingheng still having his own child in his belly, Feng Xuanming took a deep breath and asked patiently, "How upset?"

"Today, I ate two more sour bites at the dinner table, which attracted my dad's attention. Heng'er is afraid..." As he said, Du Qingheng leaned on Feng Xuanming.

Feeling the body temperature from the woman, Feng Xuanming felt a kind of nausea in his heart. He looked at Du Qingheng and asked, "Does Du Xiang know?"

"I don't know yet... It's just that Heng'er is anxious when he sees his belly is getting bigger." Du Qingheng lowered his head, his eyes gleaming. She knew that perhaps Feng Xuanming said that marrying her was just a stopgap measure, but now she had to force Feng Xuanming to fulfill her promise.

Feng Xuanming looked at Du Qingheng's waist and said, "It's bigger than before."

"Yes." Du Qingheng stroked his stomach contentedly and looked at Feng Xuanming with love.

Feng Xuanming sighed, "I have already told the father, the imperial decree will come down soon, don't worry."

After receiving Feng Xuanming's answer, Du Qingheng nodded.

"His Royal Highness..... Heng'er will visit her uncle's house in a few days. A few days ago, because of her mother, she had some quarrels with the General's Mansion. However, after Heng'er married the Prince, the General's Mansion was exhausted. It's his Royal Highness." Du Qingheng, who is also a smart man, said this immediately.

Hearing this, Feng Xuanming's eyes lit up, and he returned to his usual appearance in the next second. He said, "Don't worry, wait until the imperial decree is finished."

The father is most afraid of the power of the prince. If he knows that the relationship between the General's Mansion and Du Qingheng is as usual, I am afraid that he will not agree to this marriage. At the moment, Du Qingheng's wife is the most correct choice.

Du Qingheng nodded, with a smile on her face, "It's just that... my third sister seems to know." Then, she looked up at Feng Xuanming's face.

Feng Xuanming was taken aback, "The third sister? Who is it?"

"Yes, it's the concubine of His Royal Highness." Du Qingheng looked at Feng Xuanming with an innocent look.

Feng Xuanmingjian frowned, "How did she know? Did you tell her?" He didn't know much about this concubine, and he hadn't even seen it a few times.

Du Qingheng shook his head, "That day, because I was sick several times in the day, the third sister came to my house on purpose and she seemed very upset when she saw my antifetal medicine."

"Unhappy? Why is she unhappy?" Feng Xuanming raised his eyebrows. At this point, he probably understood what Du Qingheng meant. The left is just a matter of jealousy for some daughters, now Du Qingheng is a sweet steamed bun, he is naturally happy to coax.

Du Qingheng looked at Feng Xuanming and threw into his arms, "His Royal Highness, you know why! It's really annoying to ask others."

Being hugged and hugged by the woman like this, Feng Xuanming only felt hot all over.

Du Qingheng was still reluctant to let go, and kept teasing Feng Xuanming, "His Royal Highness... these few days, Heng'er missed you so much."

The clothes of the two faded, and the spring was infinite in the day.

At this time, Du Qingyao came to Song Qingyu's room. Seeing Song Qingyu's decadent appearance, she sneered, "Mother, I didn't expect that you will have today."

Song Qingyu looked at Du Qingyao coldly, "Do you think where you are noble? Now you dare to taunt me?"

Du Qingyao stretched out her nails that had just been dyed, "Mother, you are out of the question, you are always using each other, who is more noble than anyone?"

"You came today to tell me this?" Song Qingyu looked at Du Qingyao vigilantly. She never thought that the person who stabbed her in the end would be this harmless concubine who seemed human and animal. Now think about it. The matter of the prince's side concubine is really what she got step by step.

Du Qingyao smiled, "That's not the case, I just want to come and see your miserable situation."

"Heh! The things that crossed the river and demolished the bridge!" Song Qingyu snorted coldly, her current appearance is indeed quite ridiculous.

"I wonder if my mother is waiting for the second sister to come and rescue you after getting married?" Seeing Song Qingyu's indifferent appearance, Du Qingyao gave a chuckle, as if she could see through Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu's eyes condensed, "Heng'er, if you dare to reveal half of it, I want you to die."

"It's better to live than to die, I want to see, how can I make me worse than to die as my mother is now?" Du Qingyao's eyes were cold and she looked at Song Qingyu.

She patted the dust on her body, ignored Song Qingyu's hysterical shouts, and went straight out of the yard.