Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"What's the matter? Didn't you see the emperor worrying?" Jinzhong frowned and looked at him displeased.

"Outside the door, Prime Minister Du Heng Du is waiting outside the door."

Feng Xuanche heard this sentence truly, and his face became even more gloomy as he watched the memorial hand.

"Announce him in."

Jinzhong didn't expect that he heard it, so he responded and walked out.

When Du Heng entered the door, he saw Feng Xuanche working on the official documents, frowning and not angering himself.

"Participate in the Holy Spirit."

"Stop the gift, is there something the prime minister is here?" Amber eyes moved away from the memorial and looked at Du Heng who was standing next to him, with an inexplicable expression.

"Enlighten the Lord, the minister came for the concubine."

Just received a letter from her, telling the story of today one by one, and also telling his own grievances. Du Heng weighed the pros and cons. Because of his dissatisfaction with General Meng Ya, he deliberately came here to think about it.

"Oh? Liangfei? What's the matter?"

Today's affairs have only been half a day, and I received news from Du Qingheng so soon, the prime minister's hand stretched out a bit long, thinking about this, his eyes flashed a gleam.

"Enlightenment, Concubine Liang is the courtier's beloved daughter, and she is a little arrogant. Today, the concubine Xian has pushed her into the water, hoping that the emperor can give the old minister an explanation.

"Oh? Going into the water? What's going into the water? What is the prime minister talking about?" Feng Xuanche pretended to be startled, but he looked at the opposite prime minister suspiciously.

Du Heng was taken aback by this situation. What does this mean?

"Today, I have been going to the study to deal with documents. What is the prime minister talking about? Has Concubine Liang fell into the water? How did the prime minister know? Why do I not know."

By implication, I don’t even know as an emperor, what do you know?

"Chen..." Du Heng didn't scare him to play this hand, what would he say?

Your concubine handed me a message? If you know that the harem and the front are in contact with each other, then it will be unclear.

"Weichen just heard that the emperor doesn't know it? Could someone deliberately hide the news?" Du Heng turned around and kicked the question to the queen, with wishful thinking in his eyes.

Feng Xuan Che frowned frivolously and shook his head with a smile.

"Today, I deal with official documents without flaws. The queen is the mu of a country. This matter is best handled by her. After all, it is my ‘family affair’. What do you think the prime minister?"

Du Heng was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head, repeatedly saying yes, not daring to make trouble. The excuses he had prepared when he came were also useless at this time.

"Is there something to do with the prime minister?" Feng Xuanche didn't want to see this person at all at this time, so he spoke coldly.

"Weichen retire." With his hands clenched into fists, he arched and retreated, and the respect on his face was reduced a bit.

"The emperor, what did the prime minister come here for? Why don't the minions understand?" Jinzhong was unclear, so the prime minister came and went quickly. Before he understood what was going on, he left the study room.

"Naturally came to avenge his precious daughter."

Then he sneered, ignored it, and continued to look at the memorial in front of him, thinking of Du Xuechun's face in his mind, looking even thinner than the previous day.

Secretly sighed that she was all for herself, always thinking of herself, and missed the days when she was a prince, without restraint.

night.

The starry sky and the breeze blew into Kunning Palace. Du Xuechun, who was reading, couldn't help but shudder, and gathered his cloak.

"It's cool at night, don't rest earlier, what are you doing here?"

The white fingers who were turning the pages of the book paused and looked at the door. He saw a man with a bright yellow suit and a dragon crown on his head, reflecting a handsome face in the candlelight.

"The emperor, why are you here?" Du Xuechun put down the book in his hand and got up from the collapse.

"Don't move." Seeing that she was about to get up, he hurriedly pressed her down, sat next to her, and hugged her in his arms. The emptiness in my heart was also a little less.

"What's the matter with you?" Du Xuechun was startled, leaning against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, inexplicably at ease, as if returning to the days of the palace.

"Chun'er, I miss you."

He used me, not me.

Such words could not help but show a few heartbeats in Du Xuechun's ears, and his beautiful eyes were a little moist, dripping on his clothes.

"The same is true for the concubines." His hands were tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Why is it you, Mingying?" Feng Xuan put his arm around her shoulders, feeling a coolness from the palm of his hand, and tightened her cloak.

"Going to check the witnesses, I wanted to do everything well today. Du Qingheng was not reconciled. The concubines had no choice but to let Mingying check the witnesses. It's time to come back."

Du Xuechun felt a little tired, when will such a day settle down?

"Thanks for your hard work." How could Feng Xuan Che not know what she was thinking in her heart. She lost her freedom when she sat in the dragon position and lost her qualification to be a double in her life.

"I heard that the prime minister is here?"

After a long time, Du Xuechun suddenly spoke.

"Chun'er, don't mention the spoilers at this time, now is your time for me." After all, holding her, walked to the phoenix couch.

A charming room.

For three consecutive days, Du Qingheng beat and scolded the maid in his palace, and the porcelain he put aside was also broken to pieces and fell to the ground in a mess.

"Lady..." The maid beside Du Qingheng walked over tremblingly, carefully watching Du Qingheng who was going crazy.

"what's up?"

With a hideous face on her face, even the most delicate woman became terrifying at this time.

"Back... Hui Niang Niang, Queen... Queen Niang Niang, please come over." The maidservant's voice trembled, and with a hint of crying, she reluctantly brought the words.

"Why are you crying? It's really bad. It's disgusting to see your bad face early in the morning." After all, it was a kick at the maid. Red blood.

The maid did not dare to pant, she could only gritted her teeth and stood aside, shaking her body.

"Niang Niang, it's late, let's freshen up and set off." The close handmaid held a set of clothes in front of her and said respectfully.

Du Qingheng only then reduced his mind, suppressed his anger, turned around and changed his clothes.

Kunning Palace.

When Du Qingheng arrived, Concubine Shu and Concubine Xian were already waiting here, and they were drinking tea with Du Xuechun, and they looked peaceful.

"Concubines, see Empress Empress."

No matter how reconciled, he can only squat and bow.

"Stop the gift." Du Xuechun put down the teacup in his hand and glanced indifferently at the woman under her head, with a majestic voice.

"Xie Empress Empress."

Du Xuechun got up, saw Xu Qiuqiu's nasty face sideways, and turned away.

"I called you here today because of your last noisy matter, Concubine Xian, did you find evidence?" Du Xuechun felt unwell when she woke up this morning, and she didn't want to bother with them. It's better to finish it earlier.

"Niangniang, the concubine did find a few witnesses." Xu Qiuqiu got up from the chair and waved his hand respectfully, then motioned to the maid beside him to bring the person up.

Such a scene made Du Qingheng a little worried.