Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Song Qingyu took Du Qingheng and shook his head at this moment. "Heng'er, no!"

Du Qingheng, the child, is the biggest trump card. If we say now, what can Du Xuechun do to her, it will be even more serious if it is spread out.

Seeing Song Qingyu doing this, Du Qingheng felt a little moved, "Mother, if you are not here, what use is it for me to want these glory and wealth?"

"Is your mother-daughter affectionate drama enough! Who is the child in this belly! It's a shame to our Du family to be so unruly at a young age!" Du Heng looked at the mother and daughter. Still talking here, the anger in my heart was hooked out again.

Du Qingheng stood in front at this moment, "The child in this stomach belongs to His Royal Highness."

"What?" Du Qingyao, who was the first to speak, looked at Du Qingheng's stomach, her face was incredulous, "How could it be!" She didn't know the attitude of His Royal Highness to Du Qingheng before, how could she be with Du Qingheng in an instant Baby?

"Why is it impossible? You are just a side concubine, and I am the person your Royal Highness is going to marry." Du Qingheng was very satisfied with Du Qingyao's reaction and said word by word.

"What did you say?" Du Heng was equally shocked, but looking at Du Qingheng's slender stature, it didn't look like she was pregnant.

He turned his head to look at Du Xuechun, Du Xuechun immediately understood what Du Heng meant, and said to Du Qingheng, "I wonder if the second sister can let me take a pulse for you."

"Heh!" Du Qingheng stretched out his hand and looked at Du Xuechun with disdain.

"It's true, it's been a month." Du Xuechun's face sank, she couldn't think of it, in the past and this life, Du Qingheng and Feng Xuanming have been entangled in this way. It seems that these two are really perfect partners.

Du Heng's hand trembled a little, he raised his right hand high, but did not fall down in the end, "You, how can you get pregnant when you are unmarried? This is for a pig cage!"

"His Royal Highness and I are in love with each other. His Royal Highness said that he will come to the mansion to propose marriage soon! What about pregnancy? Daddy, mother can't die. If my mother dies, you can make my face match that of the Prince. Where to put it!" Du Xuechun looked at Song Qingyu and said.

Du Heng was in trouble at this moment. He stared at Du Qingheng for a long time and said, "You are you, and your mother is your mother. What she did is unforgivable, how can she be forgiven lightly!"

"Father! If you want to kill your mother, kill me first. Anyway, when the time comes, His Royal Highness asks, and it's all right for you to kill him!" Du Qingheng stood in front of Song Qingyu at this moment, vowing to keep her .

Du Xuechun looked at Feng Xuanche and asked in a low voice, "What can I do now?"

Feng Xuanche waved his hand, "If you want that woman to die, it's just a matter of my finger."

"But if you do it, Feng Xuanming will ask you to blame it." Du Xuechun frowned, and it seemed that Du Heng was going to let Song Qingyu go. If Feng Xuanche did it, he was wrong. Given such a big humiliation to Feng Xuanming, according to his temperament that his flaws must be reported, he would never let Feng Xuanche go.

"As long as you are happy, it doesn't matter what you are next to you." Feng Xuan Che spread his hands, and Feng Xuanming was just a small one, he hadn't noticed it yet.

Du Xuechun smiled, "Others are your Royal Highness, and you will be kings in the future. By that time, you and I will not be artificial swords and we will be fish?"

"If you are interested in this position, I can also fight for it." Feng Xuanche said dismissively.

Du Xuechun stared at him. Seeing the firmness in his eyes, she knew that he was not joking. She sighed, "No matter, Song Qingyu is now like a dog of the bereavement. This way of living is more uncomfortable than death."

"Fine, nothing. The kid in your stomach..." Du Heng sighed. The most important thing right now is not how to deal with Song Qingyu, but Du Qingheng's pregnancy.

Du Qingheng touched his stomach and said, "Father, don't worry, only the people in this house know about this matter. If it is passed, it must be passed by the people here."

After speaking, she scanned for a week, her eyes stopped on Du Xuechun's body, and then fell on Du Qingyao's body.

Du Qingyao was startled, "Second Sister suspects me?"

"I am a concubine, and you are a concubine. If there is any mistake between me and this child, you can't escape anything, do you understand?" Du Qingheng said coldly.

Du Heng sighed, "My family is unfortunate, my family is unfortunate!"

"Come here, put his wife under house arrest. From now on, she can only stay in Qingxin Garden without my permission and can't take half a step." Du Heng did not ask for Du Xuechun's opinion, and directly spoke.

He looked at Du Xuechun with some guilt in his eyes, Du Xuechun just said indifferently, "It's okay to let your father make the decision."

The more understanding Du Xuechun became, the more guilt he felt in Du Heng's heart. He owed too much to his daughter.

When Song Qingyu heard this ending, she fell to the ground. Fortunately, it wasn't death. As long as she was still alive, she could turn around. When Du Qingheng married the prince, she would be the prince's mother-in-law, and at that time, there would be no glory or wealth.

A farce ended with Song Qingyu's ban, and the whole Xiangfu returned to peace.

That day and night, Du Xuechun came to the ancestral hall and shed tears as she watched the three words Linzishuang written on the row. Mother, your hatred, your daughter took it for you.

But Du Qingyao's side is still not calm. Since returning, she has locked herself in the house and refused to come out.

Qingya was anxious outside the door, "Miss, what's the matter? Miss." This afternoon, Mingying came to invite Du Qingyao to go over, and the maid was not allowed to follow. After returning, Du Qingyao was desperate and said nothing.

Du Qingyao looked at the pink wedding gown on the table, feeling sad. Not the main room, even the qualifications to wear Zhenghong. That's all, I thought I would live a new life in the Prince's Mansion, but now, Du Qingheng is pregnant!

If she is pregnant, will there be a place of her own in the Prince's House in the future?

Thinking of this, she picked up the scissors and cut the wedding dress to pieces bit by bit, crying loudly.

"Miss, what's wrong with you!" Qing Wei was startled when she heard the cry. Du Qingyao rarely cried so much since her second aunt left. What happened today.

After a stick of incense, the door suddenly stopped opening.

Oncoming is Du Qingyao's red-eyed face, holding a cut wedding gown in her hand. After seeing the wedding dress, Qing Wei took it with distress, "Miss, what are you doing...this wedding dress is not cheap..."

The wedding dress is broken into pieces like this, there must be no way to repair it.

"Fine, nothing, everything is a dream." Du Qingyao murmured.

Qing Wei then realized that something was wrong, "Miss, is something wrong?"

Who knows, Du Qingyao just stared at the front in a daze, before she said, "It's okay." Vicious thoughts echoed in her mind.