Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Du Yi found that Du Qingheng was looking at Xie Jingting affectionately, just about to speak.

But I saw the well-dressed woman blessed her body with an extremely standard. "The courtier Du Qingheng, I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Swallowtail Country." Du Qingheng's smiling face was a little red, and he lowered his head. Obviously, he did not find the atmosphere suddenly embarrassing.

Xie Jingting was startled, apparently he didn't expect Du Qingheng to come out like this, a little embarrassed, and looked at Du Yi next to him. Du Yi has absolutely no room for self-confidence, "Heng'er, this is the eldest master of the Guogong Mansion."

After so many years, my own sister hasn't grown at all, and even people can admit their mistakes. Fortunately, Xie Jingting has a good relationship with him. If he changes other people, his face will be lost today!

what? Du Qingheng's movements suddenly froze, completely unexpected. This man is not actually his Royal Highness.

"Ah, it's the eldest master..." Du Qingheng smiled awkwardly, his face flushed even more, but he was less shy and embarrassed.

However, Du Yi now has no time to take care of so much. He just asked, "Mother, have you ever seen the Third Prince and His Royal Highness come here?"

Just now Feng Xuanche rescued Qin Yu in front of everyone, and now Feng Xuanming has returned to the temple to look for the two.

"We haven't seen it before." At this time, Song Qingyu saw the blood and mess on the two of them, and was slightly shocked, "What happened?"

"A black bear was mixed in the hunting ground for some reason. Prince Qin was injured and was rescued by the third prince." Du Yi just briefly explained, looking at the messy camp, he knew it was Feng Xuan Che. No medicine was found, so Qin Yu was taken away.

"It should be back to the temple!" Du Yi ignored the mother and daughter in front of him, and drove Xie Jingting to Qingxin Temple.

"Mother...this..." Du Qingheng is now embarrassed and annoyed. Today, he didn't see Feng Xuanming and said nothing. He even regarded the eldest master of the Guogong Mansion as his Royal Highness. .......

If this spreads out, won't you be laughed at by the entire capital?

But at this time, Song Qingyu's legs suddenly weakened. I had long heard that Prince Qin and Yi'er had a good relationship, and that Prince Qin could come today. It must be because Yi'er and Feng Xuanming invited them together. Prince Qin was injured. Feng Xuanming will not be punished, but Du Yi...

"Quickly, Heng'er, let's go back." Song Qingyu didn't have time to explain so much to Du Qingheng, so he hurried back with Du Qingheng.

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Because she couldn't help the smell of blood, Xie Ying'er came out to breathe. Seeing the two figures coming, Xie Ying'er shouted, "Big Brother!"

"Ying'er, why are you here?" Looking at the small figure, Xie Jingting asked with some worry. Why is Ying'er standing here in such a crisis?

Xie Ying'er looked inside the room and forced her to resist the vomiting sensation in her stomach, "Don't worry, brother, sister Xueer is treating the prince now!"

Sister Xueer? Who is this?

Xie Jingting's brow furrowed slightly, why he had never heard the name before. In a blink of an eye, he saw the old lady waiting at the door, and Xie Jingting felt relieved. It seemed that Xiangfu had hired a maid who knew how to heal.

"Grandma." Du Yi respectfully saluted the old lady.

"Yi'er, are you back? Xuechun is healing his Royal Highness." The old lady looked at her grandson. Although she was happy in her heart, she looked down on her face when she thought of what happened today.

Du Yi was startled slightly, Xuechun? Could it be that sister who was sent to the country? I have never seen it before, just heard that the maid said that there is such a person.

Hearing this, Du Yi went straight into the house, just in time to see Du Xuechun wipe the sweat from his head.

Du Yi took a close look at Du Xuechun and saw that the pupils were exactly the same as his father, and he was affirmed in his heart. He respectfully shouted, "Big sister."

Although Du Xuechun is only one year older than himself, the etiquette is always here.

Seeing Du Yi's return, Du Xuechun nodded slightly, "The wound is no longer a serious problem. I will prepare some herbs for the prince to take."

"When will Prince Qin wake up?" Seeing Qin Yu's unconsciousness, Du Yi felt a little worried.

Du Xuechun frowned, "This depends on his own body. He should be feverish tonight. When the fever subsides, he will wake up."

After saying this, Du Xuechun stood up. Who knows, because he had only been sitting for too long, he was a little dizzy when he stood up suddenly, and his feet were soft.

Suddenly, Feng Xuan firmly supported her, his eyes softened. Unexpectedly, this woman was so thin that she could hold him with one hand.

"Thank you." Du Xuechun looked at Feng Xuanche's hand with some embarrassment, and thanked him. Turning his head, he saw blood leaking from Qin Yu's hand. he got hurt? Du Xuechun looked up at Feng Xuanche. At this time, everyone had already gathered around.

Du Xuechun lowered her head and said to Feng Xuanche, "The injury on your hand was also hurt by the black bear?"

Feng Xuanche was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Du Xuechun to ask him, but he nodded stiffly and stopped talking.

At this moment, everyone looked at Qin Yu on the bed. The wound on Qin Yu's hand looked shocking, but it had been sewn with fine thread, and it seemed that there was no tendency to bleed.

After a while, Song Qingyu stumbled back with Du Qingheng. At this moment, Du Qingheng's face was covered with a layer of fine sweat and rouge was smeared, and he looked very embarrassed because of the long walk.

"Prince Qin!" Seeing the crowd surrounded there, the mother and daughter greeted them. Looking at the handsome man on the couch, Du Qingheng's face couldn't help but flushed.

But seeing the wound on Qin Yu's hand suddenly, Du Qingheng felt a nausea.

Xie Jingting brought in the decocted medicine, which was used to apply it to the wound. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Miss Du, or I'd better invite you to come, we are sloppy, if we make a mistake, what can we do."

"She's tired, let her rest." Before Du Xuechun could speak, Feng Xuanche answered for an unprecedented time.

Everyone looked at Feng Xuanche, as if they couldn't believe that this idle prince would actually help Du Xuechun speak. Isn't he the least fond of meddling?

"This medicine can be applied, and the injuries of the prince are no longer important. Moreover, these few days, more care must be taken, and a few young masters have to be troubled." After all, it was because of the emergency before that, so I helped him like this. But there is a difference between men and women, so you don't have to do it personally afterwards, so as not to gossip.

Song Qingyu felt anxious when hearing what Du Xuechun said. Why is this disaster star again! Anything good can let her catch up!

She snatched the medicine jar suddenly, and her cruel expression on her face changed to tenderness, and handed the medicine jar to Du Qingheng, and said, "Heng'er, you are careful, you come to apply medicine for His Royal Highness." She has been cared for since childhood. Where did Du Qingheng have seen such a scene, such a scary wound, now stitched up by Du Xuechun, it looks like a long worm crawling on his arm.