Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Seeing Du Xuechun's face turned from red to white, then to bruise, and his breathing became weaker and weaker, Mingying was distressed, gritted her teeth, and resolutely looked at Prime Minister Du and said:

"I put down the knife, you must not hurt my wife!"

"Okay, I promise you. As long as you are willing to put down the knife, I will never hurt your mother!" Prime Minister Du said, then let go of the hand holding Du Xuechun's neck.

Unfettered, Du Xuechun panted, crying at Mingying with tears, "Mingying, don't, don't believe him!"

"No, Niang Niang, Mingying's life is cheap, not worth a few dollars. But you are different, you can't die, if you die, no one in this world remembers Mingying!"

Mingying shook her head stubbornly, held back tears, and threw away the machete with a wry smile.

"Kang Dang..." With a sound, a group of people pupa rushed towards Mingying, buckling Mingying to the ground.

"Hahaha, I made you arrogant and let you threaten me?" Prime Minister Du laughed and stood up and was about to walk towards Mingying, but Du Xuechun hugged his calf and pulled him tightly. He passed.

"Chun'er, good! Obedient" Prime Minister Du said with a fake smile.

"I beg you, please, don't hurt her!" Du Xuechun pleaded with pain all over her body.

"roll!"

When Du Xuechun met Du Xuechun and refused to let go, he lost his patience and kicked Du Xuechun's abdomen fiercely. Only then did Du Xuechun let go and curled up in pain.

Prime Minister Du glanced at Du Xuechun on the ground with a contemptuous smile, then turned and strode towards Mingying.

"You **** slave, aren't you so arrogant?" Prime Minister Du stared at the crushed Mingying on the ground, picked up the big knife on the ground, squatted down, took Mingying's right index finger and chopped it off. Go down.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Mingying's screams echoed above the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"I curse you, curse you not to die!"

After Mingying raised her head and said this to Prime Minister Du viciously, she passed out in pain.

"Mingying!" Endless tears poured up, Du Xuechun cried heartbreakingly, but couldn't stop everything that happened before him.

Mingying! I'm sorry, sorry!

Tears blurred Du Xuechun's eyes again, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed from his throat. This time, Du Xuechun forced that mouthful of blood pressure down, and his thick killing intent concealed despair and helplessness!

Today’s debt, as long as I live, I will repay it a hundred and a thousand times in the future!

"Oh, are you cursing me? There are too many **** slaves cursing me, but I'm doing well now, do you think it is useful?"

Prime Minister Du spit on Mingying on the ground with extreme disdain, and threw the machete in his hand aside.

"This **** has rewarded you. You will serve her well, and you don't need to be merciful!" Prime Minister Du said with a sneer to the family and thugs.

"Yes! The slave and maid obey the order."

The family members and thugs had just gone through what happened just now, so there was no interest in them. One or two had already been scared to death. Helplessly, Prime Minister Du gave such orders, and had to nod their heads and obey them one by one.

They put their hands to Mingying's waist, took off Mingying's belt, and **** Mingying's hands above his head, and then completely tore the already ragged outer garments.

When everyone saw the creamy skin and the crimson mark left at the beginning, they instantly fell on Mingying's petite body like chicken blood.

The panting sounds of a crowd, Mingying's unremarkable reminder, Du Xuechun's heart was like a knife cut, she desperately looked up at the source of the sound, but her eyes were blood red, and she couldn't see anything.

"Mingying! Mingying!"

Du Xuechun raised his hand in despair and rubbed his eyes, but there was still blood red in front of him, and the deep sense of despair made her fall into the abyss!

She... can't see it!

"My good Chuner?"

Not far away, Prime Minister Du seemed to have discovered Du Xuechun's anomaly, and he probed Du Xuechun up and down, walking towards her slowly.

Hearing the sound, Du Xuechun leaned forward and cried with his head buried.

"Chun'er, I can't blame for my father, this is the fault of that cheap maid, and I was forced to be my father!" Prime Minister Du lowered his body and explained softly to Du Xuechun.

"The prime minister, it's okay, the emperor rushed over from the gate of the palace with a group of guards!" Xiao Si, who was guarding the gate of the palace at any time, was watching the movements of the palace. After this chaotic scene, I was almost overwhelmed.

Seeing that Du Xuechun ignored him and was about to have an attack, Prime Minister Du who grabbed Du Xuechun's hair and walked towards Mingying stopped suddenly.

"How long will the emperor be here?"

Prime Minister Du stood up unhurriedly and patted the dust on his body. Seeing that the blood on his body couldn't be wiped off, he glanced at the already dead Chief Du on the ground with disgust.

"The fastest about an hour!"

"It's okay, there's still time! You ask someone to clean up here, and then call some smart girls to freshen up and dress up the empress." Prime Minister Du glanced at Du Xuechun who was lying on the ground, and turned around to walk into the house. Go and change clothes.

"Queen Empress..." Seeing Du Xuechun lying on the ground with disheveled clothes and unconsciousness, Xiao Si couldn't help worrying.

"It's okay, Chun'er just fainted! By the way, let those girls put more rouge gouache on their faces while dressing Chun'er, and the wounds on her face must not be seen by the emperor!" The prime minister left without looking back.

"Yes!" Xiao Si nodded in horror, and immediately ordered his subordinates to do what Du Cheng explained.

...

After a while, Du Xuechun changed his clothes again. He didn't look at the wound on his face carefully, and there was no trace of it.

Even Mingying was re-dressed, her broken finger was tightly wrapped in gauze. Except for this hand, there is no problem.

"Chun'er, Chun'er!"

Feng Xuanche ignored Prime Minister Du's obstruction, who was standing at the door pushing three times, and he strode forward and pushed Prime Minister Du away and walked into the house. After pushing open the doors of several rooms, he did not see Du Xuechun's figure.

"You said, where is Chun'er?" Feng Xuanche asked indifferently, too lazy to spend his tongue with Prime Minister Du.

"Oh, your majesty! Look at what you said, the Weichen is only recounting the old with the empress, your majesty, why are you so worried!" The old and cunning Prime Minister Du bowed his body flatly and arched his hands.

"I won't talk to you too much, let me know, where is my queen?" Feng Xuan Che held back the anger in his heart, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Hey, your Majesty, if that's the case, you come with the minister!" Prime Minister Du shook his head with a very aggrieved and helpless look. Turn around and walk to one side.

Feng Xuanche had to follow Prime Minister Du and finally saw Du Xuechun lying unconscious on a soft couch in a Beiyuan room.

"Chun'er, Chun'er, what's wrong with you?" Feng Xuanche ran forward at a quick trot, leaned beside Du Xuechun, touched Du Xuechun's forehead, only to find it was very hot.

"The emperor, the minister is not afraid of you to blame, the empress empress came to the minister's mansion, and was chatting with the minister, the empress empress suddenly said that she was hungry and wanted to eat Mingying's lotus root ribs soup!