Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

At this time, in the Xiangfu, Du Qingheng didn't go to the main hall and waited after walking around for a while, but went to the old lady's yard first.

"Old lady, the princess is here." Madam Wang said softly, rubbing her temples for the old lady.

The old lady's closed eyes slowly opened, and she said tiredly, "Why did she come? Don't you stay in the Prince's Mansion, what will you do when you return to the Xiang Mansion?"

After Si Yiniang's accident, the old lady was completely disappointed with Du Qingheng. Originally thinking that Du Qingheng was the daughter of the Du family, she couldn't let her lose face too much. Now it seems that she is exactly the same as her vicious mother. If she doesn't draw the line quickly, it will bring disaster to Xiangfu sooner or later.

Grandma Wang thought for a moment, and said, "Well, it's gone. The old slave will go back to her."

Mother Wang was a little worried, and the story of Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche was spread throughout the capital. Xiangfu kept telling the old lady, because she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it. But I don’t know if Du Qingheng came this time because of this.

The old lady frowned when she heard the words of Madam Wang, "No? She is now the prince princess. If she doesn't see her, will she be ruining the relationship between Xiangfu and the prince's mansion by then? Just ask her to come in."

Mother Wang looked at the old lady, but she could only answer, and went out to invite Du Qingheng.

When he came to the door, Du Qingheng smiled and said, "It's been a long time since my mother."

"The princess is courteous." Mother Wang said with a polite, "the old lady invites you in."

Hearing this, Du Qingheng smiled. Even if the old lady doesn't wait to see her, she still has to take into account the face of the prince. This is why she dares to come directly to see the old lady today.

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"You said, if the people in the capital knew that you and I were both dead, what kind of mood would it be?" Du Xuechun lay on the grass, looking at the blue sky, and asked Feng Xuanche.

Feng Xuanche shook his head, "I don't know, maybe the people in the Xiangfu and the Wangfu will be sad, but the others are just talking about it after a meal."

In the past life, I experienced the pain of countless parting. I really didn't expect it to be someone else's turn to see my death in this life. If he died, Du Qingheng would be ecstatic.

Thinking of this, Du Xuechun couldn't help shook her head. Suddenly, she sat up and said, "If my grandmother knew that I was dead, she would be very sad."

"Yeah, in the entire Xiangfu, isn't it only your grandmother who loves you the most?" Feng Xuanche got up, patted Du Xuechun on the back and comforted.

Du Xuechun always felt a little uneasy in her heart. She thought for a moment and said, "The grandmother's body is not good. If I learn this news, I wonder if anything will happen."

"Then, do you want to write a letter to the people in Xiangfu, so that your grandmother can feel relieved?" Feng Xuanche thought for a while and asked.

"No." This idea was directly rejected by Du Xuechun. If the people in Xiangfu were to inform the people of Xiangfu, the people in Xiangfu would have a lot of words, and it would inevitably be spread. Then Feng Xuanche would really become the target of the public. Sin!

Du Xuechun was anxious at the moment, and she was completely unclear about the Kyoto affairs. If something happened to her grandmother, I was afraid she would die of guilt.

"Or, let's go back to Beijing first? You can take a look at the body for the old lady?" Feng Xuanche hesitated for a moment, or said.

It's just that it's definitely not a wise move to return to Beijing right now. If it's discovered, all this effort will be wasted.

Du Xuechun hesitated and said, "I will think about it again."

The two were worried, but they did not know that the worrying thing was happening in Xiangfu.

Du Qingheng was taken in by Mother Wang, and she raised her head all the way. Right now, she was the only lady in this mansion. She couldn't help feeling ecstatic when she thought of this.

When Du Qingheng passed by Grandma Wang, Grandma Wang couldn't help it after all and said, "Prince Princess, the old lady is not healthy today. If there is any news in Beijing, please don't tell the old lady."

Hearing this, Du Qingheng was taken aback.

The old lady didn't know the news of Du Xuechun's death?

She looked at Grandma Wang in amazement. Grandma Wang lowered her head and said, "Princess, please come in." In this way, it seemed that the person who had just spoken was not her.

Du Qingheng smiled and said, "I know."

Entering the room, the old lady sat on the edge of the bed, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and muttering words.

After a few months of absence, the old lady's spirit seemed to be much weaker than before. I want to come because Du Xuechun has not been around for a long time to regulate her body.

Du Qingheng suppressed his expression, with a smile on his face, shouted, "Heng'er pays homage to grandmother."

"Yeah." The old lady didn't say much, her eyes closed and she didn't even look at Du Qingheng.

Upon seeing this, Du Qingheng had a trace of annoyance on his face. No matter if it was before or now, the old lady is the same hate and partiality, now Du Xuechun is no longer there, and she is so indifferent to herself.

"Since it's here, sit down." The old lady said this, and asked someone to serve Du Qingheng with a cup of tea.

Du Qingheng took a sip of the tea and said, "Grandma's tea is delicious. This is the tea that my big sister gave to my grandmother before. It's a pity that I won't be able to drink it in the future..." Du Qingheng's tone deliberately brought a trace of sadness and regret.

The old lady was a little puzzled, and said, "Why can't I drink it?"

Only then did Du Qingheng pretend that he was like a gaffe, and quickly covered his mouth with a silk paw, squeezing a smile on his face, and said, "Heng'er was wrong."

Her movements were so obvious that the old lady saw the strangeness at a glance. She frowned and said, "You come back today, do you have anything to tell me?"

Du Qingheng took a sip of tea nervously and said, "No, no, Heng'er just missed his grandmother suddenly, so he went back to Xiangfu to have a look."

"Really? Huh! That's a rare thing." If Du Qingheng came back for something, the old lady would feel normal. Now Du Qingheng's words are especially hypocritical.

The old lady's words were harsh, and Du Qingheng's face was a little bit unbearable. She said, "The prince has gone to Dongfengpo. Heng'er is fine in the house, so I will come back to her family's house."

Hearing this, the old lady frowned, "Dongfengpo?"

As soon as Du Qingheng was about to speak, she was picked up by Mother Wang, "The bandits in Dongfengpo are rampant today, and the emperor sent His Royal Highness to fight the bandits."

"So that's the case." The old lady suddenly realized, but it's not good to send a prince to this matter of suppressing bandits. It's a little overkill.

Seeing Mother Wang's anxious look, Du Qingheng's heart carried a sneer, but his face didn't move, but instead showed an innocent look.

Mother Wang is now full of disgust towards Du Qingheng, and every word she has just said is about Du Xuechun's death, which is clearly intended to let the old lady know about it. Such intentions are really vicious! Even if there is a big contradiction, the old lady is Du Qingheng's grandmother!