Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Du Qingheng immediately became alive when he heard the news, and the gloom that had been in Xiaoyue was also wiped out. She approached Du Heng by thanking her father for her kindness. She cried for a while and said that Du Heng had been tired during the recent period, and then she thanked Du Heng for his nurturing.

Finally, seeing the right time, he said, "Daddy, my daughter is going to be married. If the mother is not there, the Prince's Mansion will definitely be suspicious. She has been in the countryside for several days, and she is almost repented when she wants to come. Picking it back in person, it looks decent on the face of her daughter's marriage." Du Qingheng's crying pear flower brought rain, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at Du Heng, trying to make Du Heng feel softer.

Who knows, Du Heng did not move when he saw this, and only said coldly, "Your mother has done something to do with your marriage? It is the old lady who is doing your marriage, and even the dowry is prepared by the old lady. You. If you really want to thank you, why not thank the old lady for thanking me?"

After finishing speaking, before Du Qingheng could answer, he continued, "Your mother made a big mistake. It is because of the face of your marriage that you did not divorce your wife. If you are so unwilling to let her go, you will find a way to stop getting married and go. Is it good to be with her in the country?"

Hearing this, Du Qingheng was stunned and looked at Du Heng in disbelief. Du Heng was just an excuse to drive people away when he was tired.

After coming out of the yard, Du Qingheng was still unwilling and went to the old lady's yard again.

In any case, she is going to be married, not to mention that the person she is marrying is His Royal Highness, no matter how old the old lady will not say anything.

Du Qingheng kept crying, arguing that the old lady wanted to see Song Qingyu.

The old lady leaned on her forehead and looked at Du Qingheng with severe eyes, "If you make another trouble, the servants around you will not follow you to the Prince's Mansion. Even your master will not look good. , Sold it out and forget it."

Du Qingheng looked at the trembling lotus heart beside him, gritted his teeth, and gave up.

Besides, Song Qingyu was in the country and couldn't wait for someone to pick her up into the house. She couldn't help but asked the mother in charge of the affairs in the country house, "Mrs. Shen, Heng'er is about to get married. Is there no news from Xiangfu to welcome me back?"

Grandma Shen sneered, "The old lady has ordered, let the wife have a good retreat in this house, and don't go out half a step if you have nothing to do on weekdays, so as not to lose face to Xiangfu. Please remember that the wife has 'Stubborn illness', how can it be so fast?"

In the past few days, Song Qingyu had already seen how great this mother was, and did not dare to say a word. As the days were getting closer and closer, she stopped receiving no news.

Although it was the wedding of the prince, it was not too extravagant this time, and even the betrothal gifts were quite satisfactory.

Du Qingheng counted his dowry carefully, but he could only swallow in his heart when he felt bitter. On the day of marriage, I invited a mother to comb Du Qingheng's hair. Just because she said that the girl's forehead was a little low, she was sent away by Du Qingheng.

Along with Du Qingheng's marriage, there is also Du Qingyao, who is the prince's side concubine. Compared with Du Qingheng's dowry, Du Qingyao's dowry is much simpler, and even a little bit invisible.

That night, the prince stayed in Du Qingyao's room because of Du Qingheng's health.

Seeing the lights in Du Qingyao's room lit and extinguished, Du Qingheng secretly clenched his fists.

"Miss..." Lian Xin looked at Du Qingheng's expression, and shouted timidly, but was suddenly glared by Du Qingheng. "You will call the madam or the princess in the future. Please don't call the lady."

Lianxin nodded tremblingly, not daring to annoy her.

Du Qingheng's marriage was done, followed by Du Xuechun's marriage. Xiangfu is the most dignified family in Beijing this month. Two daughters are married to the prince and one daughter is married to the third prince. Those who came to give gifts even broke the threshold.

When Du Qingheng returned three days later, the mansion was so gloomy that there was no trace of joy.

According to the rules, Du Qingyao was not qualified to come back together, this time only the Prince and Du Qingheng returned. She put her arms around the prince's arm, her husband and wife were harmonious, which made Du Heng a little relieved.

Who knows, at the dinner table, because Feng Xuanming didn't arrange the chopsticks for Du Qingheng, Du Qingheng was angry. Looking at Du Qingheng's stern face, Du Heng couldn't help it anymore, "Your mother is not here, and only I will tell you about these things. The Prince's Mansion is not comparable to the Xiang's Mansion, and you can't help but have sex. Now married, You must be filial to your in-laws, don't be petty, show your face to the side room, and lose the face of Xiangfu."

Du Heng's reprimand made Du Qingheng's eyes red, and tears filled her eyes, looking at Feng Xuanming affectionately. Feng Xuanming was upset, but did not interrupt, letting Du Heng teach.

On the table, Feng Xuanming's eyes were attracted by Du Xuechun's figure. The beautiful figure seemed to be a lot plump because of the marriage, so it seemed to have a bit of a feminine charm.

Perceiving the look in Feng Xuanming’s eyes, Du Qingheng gritted his teeth secretly, took Feng Xuanming’s hand and said, “This is the big sister, and I will marry the third prince soon. After all, I am still a family, both sisters and sisters. Madam, how does your Royal Highness feel?"

Feng Xuanming pulled back his thoughts, his eyes stayed on Du Qingheng for a while before he said, "Very good."

Du Xuechun was uncomfortable with Feng Xuanming's gaze. She had always been hiding on the table, and walked out of the mansion by the Third Prince looking for her.

Feng Xuanche had been waiting at the door for a long time. As soon as a beautiful person appeared, the man's smile bloomed on his face, "Why did it take so long today?"

"Don't mention it, Du Qingheng went back to the door. The family wants to eat the table and can't walk away." Du Xuechun waved her hand in embarrassment. The expression in Feng Xuanming's eyes made her very uncomfortable when she saw Feng. Xuan Che, a little better.

Feng Xuanche looked at Du Xuechun, "Seems to have gained weight recently?"

The loved one said that Du Xuechun's face flushed slightly, and her small fist hit Feng Xuanche's heart, "If you dislike it, now tell the emperor that it is too late to retire."

Feng Xuanche smiled and embraced Du Xuechun in his arms, "Well, then? I have gained weight, and my wife ran away with someone else, which is terrible.

Feeling Feng Xuanche's heartbeat, Du Xuechun only felt that his heart was warm, and he felt at ease.

The two of them wandered out for a day, and Du Xuechun reminded, "We will get married in three days. Don't see each other in these few days. There is no good sign."

"You still believe this. I haven't seen it for three days. How can I be willing?" Feng Xuanche raised his eyebrows with an expression of interest.

Du Xuechun blushed to the bottom of her ears, "What are you talking nonsense? It's been a long time since I haven't seen you?"

"It's different now. I usually don't know that you will be my princess. Now that I know, isn't you the only one who is thinking of you?" Feng Xuanche said seriously.

Du Xuechun laughed, "I really didn't expect that the dignified and cold-faced prince would also say such love words, and I don't know who learned it from him, so glib."

"Madam likes it."