Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

The next morning, in the Kunning Palace.

"The lady dressed like this is really beautiful." Mingying looked at Du Xuechun in front of her with a smile.

Du Xuechun was dressed in a blue short coat, her ink hair was rolled into a cloud updo, her red lips were tightly pressed, and her face was filled with a warm smile.

"Only you can talk." Du Xuechun smiled and glanced at herself in the mirror.

Then, the candied fruit melted in my heart.

"Chun'er?"

Feng Xuanche, who had been on the outside, opened the curtain and walked in. Today, he is also in a cyan long gown, a bit less majestic than usual, and a bit more refreshing.

"The emperor." Du Xuechun subconsciously bent over to salute, but was stopped by Feng Xuan Che.

"Today I am not the emperor, and you are not the queen. I am just Chun'er's husband." Feng Xuan Che waved his hand outside after saying that.

Wang Chuan rushed in, then handed Feng Xuan Che's folding fan over.

"Sister, brother-in-law, please." Wang Chuan deliberately pinched his throat and spoke.

Du Xuechun looked at Wang Chuan worriedly, and then glanced at Feng Xuan Che beside him. To be honest, Wang Chuan was able to get along with Feng Xuanche in harmony, but Du Xuechun was happiest in her heart.

Wang Chuan's arrangements were made early in the morning, so Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche will leave the palace quietly today. Others think that the emperor is in the study, and the empress is resting in Kunning Palace.

In this way, so much red tape is missing.

Due to pregnancy, Du Xuechun was a little lethargic during this period, so in the carriage, she actually slept in Feng Xuanche's arms.

When he opened his eyes again, Du Xuechun realized that he had come to the door of Du Mansion.

"The emperor...husband, is this?" Du Xuechun glanced at the plaque of Du Mansion outside the sedan chair with surprise and joy.

Feng Xuanche looked at Du Xuechun who was so happy, and he was naturally in a good mood, "I know you are worried about Mrs. Du. You finally come out and have a look."

"Husband." Du Xuechun's voice was a bit sweet and choked.

"Do you think that I am the only one who treats you best in this world?" Feng Xuanche smiled, and then stretched out his finger to hook Du Xuechun's straight nose.

Du Xuechun nodded, the smile on the corners of her lips completely melted away, "Yes."

"Okay, I have arranged it. Just go in quietly, and Prime Minister Du will not stop you." Feng Xuanche touched Du Xuechun's head, "I am waiting for you outside."

Du Xuechun never thought that Feng Xuanche would actually do this for her.

Feng Xuanche wanted to clean up the court as soon as possible, so he had been ambiguous about the Du family's attitude in the previous dynasty, but brought her back to the Du family today, which actually changed her position and gave the Du family face.

So, I am afraid that the court will have to...

Du Xuechun raised his head and glanced at the plaque in front of him, as well as the vermilion front entrance, and a sense of desolation came into his heart.

After rebirth, she had been carrying hatred for so long, and the Du family seemed to be the old Du family. Only because of Feng Xuan Che's order, there was no one at the door except Du Heng waiting.

The two had just quarreled last time, so Du Xuechun knew that there was nothing to say between him and Du Heng, so after politely dealt with it, Du Xuechun turned around and was about to see the old lady.

In the warm room, after the curtain was opened, there was a strong smell of Chinese medicine, which was a bit choking.

Despite this, Du Xuechun raised his hands and feet and walked in cautiously, and then smiled and said to Mrs. Du, "Old..."

As a result, Mrs. Du on the bed heard the sound and said unhappily, "Stop drinking, throw out all the soup and water. I know my body. I drink it every day. Too many things, waste."

Du Xuechun's movements stopped immediately. She grinned at the corner of her mouth, making her voice sound a little happy.

"Old lady, I am Chun'er." Du Xuechun walked over cautiously, "Chun'er is back to see you."

After a while, the figure with the back to him on the bed moved. "Chuner--"

"Hey." Du Xuechun burst into tears, and Du Heng said just now that the old lady is already very ill, I am afraid that even people can't distinguish them. "I'm Chun'er."

"Really?" Mrs. Du struggled from the bed, and Du Xuechun hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Du Xuechun gently supported Mrs. Du to sit down, and then squatted down in front of Mrs. Du, holding Mrs. Du's hand.

"Old lady, you still need to drink this medicine, how can you not drink it?"

Du Xuechun held the medicine bowl in the girl's hand. He tried to feed some medicine to Mrs. Du, but Mrs. Du raised her dry fingers, and then slowly opened her eyes and stared at Du Xuechun in front of her.

"You lie to me, my Chun'er is a queen in the palace, how come here."

Hearing this, the tears in Du Xuechun's eyes flowed down. She lowered her head to prevent Mrs. Du from crying.

Du Heng cleared his throat behind him and said, "The old lady has always hoped that you can give Du's parents a face, so..."

"Enough, get out!"

Du Xuechun stopped crying and pointed Du Heng to let him go out.

At any rate, it was his own daughter. How could Du Heng's face pass? When he was about to get angry, Wang Chuanchu, who had been following Du Xuechun, stepped forward and stopped in front of Du Heng.

"Prime Minister Du, speak carefully!"

Wang Chuan stared directly at Du Heng, his eyes didn't have the slightest timidity, but rather full of shock.

"Weichen is guilty." Du Heng bends down and salutes, and finally is forced to leave by Forgotten Chuan.

Then Wangchuan guarded at the door, while Du Xuechun stayed by Mrs. Du alone.

"Old lady, Chun'er misses you very much."

Du Xuechun sighed, intending to wipe her hands for Mrs. Du, but when she raised her hand, Du Xuechun was instantly stunned.

"You are not an old lady!" Du Xuechun tried to push the person in front of him, but to no avail.

"The queen mother hopes that if the slave family is the case, the slave family can also cooperate well."

The person in front of him clearly looked like Mrs. Du, but the voice was the voice of a young woman, and Du Xuechun was restrained by his backhand.

Du Xuechun just wanted to speak, but the woman smiled.

"If the queen empress doesn't want to care about Mrs. Du, then please do it."

This time, Du Xuechun really didn't even dare to move. "Don't hurt the old lady, this palace can cooperate with you."

"That's good."

The woman smiled, then knocked Du Xuechun into a faint and pushed her into the secret room.