Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Ah!" At this moment, Du Chun, who had been patient, shivered. Suddenly, Du Heng's gaze shifted to him.

It was only now that Du Chun's face was engraved with the words "no chi", "What's going on!" Du Heng's eyes were slightly cold, looking at Du Chun.

Tattooing on the face is a great humiliation, but now it appears on Du Chun's face, who is hitting him in the face!

"This, this..." Song Qingyu hesitated and didn't dare to say anything. How dare she tell Du Heng the truth, how should Du Chun go to the brothel!

Du Heng's face sank, "How many boards have you played?"

"It's forty, sir." The man was overjoyed. Although he was ordered to beat Du Chun, Song Qingyu was a master of grudges. If she was hated, she would not be able to stay any longer. Now Du Heng spoke. Naturally, you can find a step down.

"Add another fifty boards!"

what! Song Qingyu was shocked and looked at Du Heng. Not to mention that he doesn't know anything now and is so angry. If he knows the truth, wouldn't Du Chun be sent directly to the border! However, now the grandfather is angry, she dare not talk too much.

But in the corner, there is a gentle gaze, since Du Heng came out, he has not looked away.

Du Heng also noticed this gaze at this moment, and looked at Si Niang in the corner. I haven't seen it for a long time, but I have never been unfamiliar. The woman in front of me has a slightly curly bun without any accessories. It looks very simple but even more charming. Thinking of their never born child, Du Heng feels a little guilty in his heart. , He was sorry for their mother and son.

"Man'er, it was rainy and cold, why did you come out?" Du Heng stepped over the crowd and stood in front of Si Yiniang.

"Concubine, I heard that the master came back, thinking that I haven't seen it for a long time, so I came here." Si Yi Niang lowered her head. Since she has raised her body and is still young, she naturally wants a child of her own. Now that the grandfather returns to the house, Du Chun has done these things again, which is the best opportunity.

"Come here, send Si Yi Niang back." Du Heng called and took Si Yi Niang's hand and said, "I will come to see you soon."

Hearing this, Si Yiniang nodded with faint tears in her eyes.

After a while, the person who was beaten fainted. Looking at the blood on the stool, the guard couldn't help but feel a little frightened. He swallowed and said, "Master, San Young Master, he, he passed out."

Du Heng's tender eyes suddenly became cold. "Did you dizzy? Wake up and fight again!"

"Master!" Song Qingyu's eyes were full of shock. This Du Chun is Du Heng's own flesh and blood. If you go on like this, your legs will be scrapped!

"He became the way he is now because you have been used to it! If I don't care about the mother's defeat, wouldn't it be going to turn the sky!" Du Heng shook Song Qingyu's hand, his eyes full of anger.

The people present were really angry watching Du Heng, but anyone who dared to persuade him could only watch Du Chun being beaten.

It was not until the guards stopped their movements again that Du Heng said, "Send back to the barracks!"

Song Qingyu's face suddenly turned pale. She did not expect that she had just reunited with Du Heng, and now she was going to be separated again! But this time, she had nothing to say. If Du Chun's affairs are spread out, Du Yi's career will be hindered this year.

Seeing Du Chun being carried down by others, tears shed. How can this injury be raised well at the border!

The beating on Du Chun this time made the Fuzhong calmer for a long time, although it was only on the surface.

"What? The master went to that Jian man again?" Song Qingyu looked at the butler who came to report with a shocked expression, his chest slightly rising and falling. She couldn't accept this fact. It has been half a month since the grandfather came back, and she has been resting in Si Yiniang's courtyard almost day and night.

After so many years, I can't think that my grandfather still loves this man.

"Mother, everyone in the house is very peaceful now, and I dare not say a word, but this fourth aunt, I don't know how to make Dad go to her room every day." Du Qingheng told his father. He was also extremely dissatisfied with his approach, and Du Heng had also left himself in the cold since the last incident.

In the past few days, let alone anything else, she hadn't even seen Du Heng's face.

"Yeah, with Chun'er, my mother can't work hard, but it's cheaper for this man!" Song Qingyu hit the table with a fist, and there was a fire in his heart. I don't know how Du Chun is at the border now, his leg hurt Have you raised it well?

"Mother, you can't go on like this, in case the fourth wife is pregnant with an heir..." Du Qingheng is very flustered now. Although Song Qingyu now holds the title of a wife in the main house, it is always a successor. She can only be a concubine all the time.

Now it seems that Si Yiniang is so beloved by Du Heng, it is not impossible to give birth to a son and a half daughter, will there be no place for herself at that time!

"She can't be pregnant." Song Qingyu suddenly raised her head, and Du Qingheng was taken aback by the light in her eyes.

"However, you are right, we can't make this person cheap." Song Qingyu continued, and the tea cup in his hand was placed on the table with a crisp sound.

That evening, Song Qingyu came to Du Heng's study. In the past few days, Du Heng was either in Si Yiniang's residence or in the study. Now Du Heng is really doing official duties.

"Master." Song Qingyu looked delicate and tender in a blue shirt. She wore the hairpin that Du Heng gave when she and Du Heng first met, with peach blossoms in her eyes.

"You are here." Du Heng just raised his head and glanced at Song Qingyu, then lowered his head and continued to write.

Seeing Du Heng like this, Song Qingyu couldn't help feeling sad. I don't know when Du Heng has been so indifferent to himself. Could he still blame himself for pampering Du Chun?

"Master, it's autumn. I will stew the chrysanthemum soup for you. Drinking to clear your throat at night, you can also go to get rid of the anger." Song Qingyu put the food box he brought on the table, took out the chrysanthemum soup, and placed it on the table. In front of Du Heng.

Suddenly, pretending to be a mistake, fell into Du Heng's arms.

Sure enough, Du Heng caught her quickly, with a slight surprise in his heart. Song Qingyu has always been plump, but now it is so thin. "Madam must also pay attention to her body."

Hearing Du Heng say this, Song Qingyu was delighted, but her eyes were still a little tired, "It's the concubine's health. Recently, the concubine's body has been reflecting on it. In the future, I will ask the master to be well. Discipline him."

Du Heng was also slightly relieved to see Song Qingyu know the general situation so well. Recently, she deliberately refused to see Song Qingyu because she was afraid that Song Qingyu would cry at her. Before taking Du Chun to the border, Song Qingyu was very dissatisfied. This time she came back and was sent by herself again, thinking that she would inevitably make a big fuss.