Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Collusion with the Hu nationality is a matter of national affairs. Now it is the cold winter and the frontline food and grass are not abundant. Feng Xuanche stayed with Du Xuechun all night. When the day was light, he was not allowed to put on court clothes and step into the Golden Luang Temple.

"Dali Temple Secretary Zhang Pingzhi, in collusion with the Hu nationality, the sin is unforgivable. I have already sent him to the jail and will be killed in a few days." Feng Xuanche sat on the dragon chair with a black face, and captured the expressions of the officials in his eyes.

"Since the beginning of winter, the Hu people have invaded all parts of our frontier many times. If things go on like this, the people on the border will be miserable. The emperor, the Hu people are so provocative, they have to fight!" The ministers of the main war faction said one after another.

Nowadays, the war in the northwest is tight and the treasury is empty. If another war with the Hu nationality will only increase the burden of the people, Feng Xuan has been thinking about the war for a long time. As the king of a country, he has to think about the people of Dashun.

But if they didn't go to war, the Hus would murder the queen, so rampant, blindly forbearing it would make the people feel that the Dashun imperial clan was weak. This time, it really created a problem for Feng Xuan Che.

"What do you think of Du Xiang?" Feng Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at Du Heng, who seemed to be honest recently.

"The minister thought that the Hu people were too rampant this time. For the present plan, only one battle can show my great success in the country." Du Heng bowed slightly, his words were impassioned, and no one heard it.

Hearing that, Feng Xuanche laughed very rarely, but the smile was too short of his eyes, and it was easy to start a war. When the people were not living, the people would only blame him, the emperor, for his poor work, and who would blame the prime minister Du Heng.

After the morning dynasty, the little **** from Kunning Palace hurried over. Out of breath, Guo Yuanqing kicked him and cursed: "In front of the emperor, he acted so flustered, why don't he need his head?"

The little **** hadn't caught his breath, so he bowed to Feng Xuanche, pointed in the direction of Kunning Palace, and said, "The emperor, the empress is awake."

Hearing this, Feng Xuanche was taken aback first, then raised his leg and strode towards Kunning Palace.

Guo Yuanqing rarely smiled to the little eunuch, "Okay, don't kneel, just follow along."

The gate of Kunning Palace was near, but Feng Xuanche hesitated at his feet. Du Xuechun knew that his child was gone, so she must be very sad, but he was by her side at the time, but he could not protect the child, he was even a little embarrassed to see she was.

As soon as Wang Chuan went out, he saw Feng Xuanche standing outside, his face suddenly pulled down, and he saluted reluctantly. In his opinion, if Feng Xuanche hadn't had to let himself go to Yangzhou, he could Guarding Du Xuechun's side to protect, will definitely not put my sister in danger.

There was an unspoken atmosphere in the air. Feng Xuanche sighed lightly, raised his foot and walked into Kunning Palace. He walked to Wangchuan and understood that the child had a good relationship with Du Xuechun, and he must be very tired of himself at this time, and said: "I didn't protect Chun'er, sorry."

"Huh." Wang Chuan didn't care about the status of the person in front of him. He just stubbornly turned his head and didn't say a word. What does it mean to apologize to himself? My sister was hurt, even if I said no more sorry, it would not help. .

"The emperor, go in and see the empress." Mingying heard the movement outside, opened the curtain and came out, bowing and saluting Feng Xuanche.

The maid opened the curtain for Feng Xuan Che, after several hesitations, Feng Xuan Che finally walked into the room.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. Du Xuechun sat leaning against the head of the bed expressionlessly, gently stroking his stomach with both hands, his face was astonishingly pale.

"Chun'er." Seeing her doing this, Feng Xuanche felt a pain in his heart. He walked quickly to the bed and hugged her into his arms.

The person in his arms was thin, and had been in a coma for the past few days. In addition to drinking some decoctions, he could only feed a few mouthfuls of porridge every day. Feng Xuanche felt distressed and leaned his head on Du Xuechun's shoulder, choked with sobs. "I'm useless, I didn't protect you and the child."

When Du Xuechun woke up and heard this sentence many times, Wang Chuan, Mingying, Feng Xuanche, everyone said that they did not protect themselves, but in the final analysis, it was her carelessness that gave others a chance. .

She was reborn in the first life, she wanted to return all the injuries she had suffered in the previous life, but there were too many bad people in this world, and she could not kill them.

How innocent her own child is. This is her first child. She hopes that he will be happy and peaceful throughout his life, but things are impermanent. She never even met him and lost him forever.

"I want to be alone." Du Xuechun's tone didn't make any waves. She gently pushed Feng Xuan Che's shoulder and looked at him calmly.

This look made Feng Xuanche flustered for no reason. He had never seen Du Xuechun's eyes like this, as if a pool of stagnant water, no waves.

"Chun'er, as long as you are okay, we can have a lot of lovely babies after you have your body." Feng Xuan Che put his hands on her shoulders and looked at Du Xuechun with fixed eyes.

He tried to put away his sadness and exhaustion. Du Xuechun was already sad enough. He wanted to give him hope. He didn't want Du Xuechun to be full of sadness in the future.

But Du Xuechun took his hand away from her body, turned around and lay on the bed, pulled up the quilt, and said in a flat tone: "The concubine is a little tired, the emperor will go back first."

Tears flowed down unconvincingly, and my heart was filled with great sadness. There will be more children in this deep palace. How many can survive peacefully and grow up healthy?

This child was originally an accident. Perhaps his death would be a relief to Feng Xuan Che. He still has national affairs, the world, and rights, but he is just a child. He has so many women, so he will naturally want to As much as you want.

At this moment, she wished to be born in the home of ordinary people, at least not having to fight all day long.

Beautiful clothes and jade food, high walls and red tiles, but a golden cage trapped her in it.

She was tired of such days and didn't want to participate in these dirty, blood-stained struggles.

"The emperor is busy with state affairs, so you don't have to always forget to run in Kunning Palace. The concubine is not a big problem, and the emperor is not worried." Du Xuechun issued the order to evict the guest, and Feng Xuanche frowned while looking at her back.

Mingying bowed slightly, and said to Feng Xuan thoroughly: "The emperor, the slave and maidservant are daring to say something, the empress is now in anger, you might as well go back first, the imperial doctor also said that the empress needs to rest."

The room fell silent for a while, Feng Xuanche covered Du Xuechun with a quilt, and leaned over to drop two soft kisses on her forehead. Seeing that she was really unwilling to talk to herself, he asked Mingying to take good care of her. Left Kunning Palace.

"The emperor, you don't have to blame yourself too much. No one can predict the situation that day. The empress just lost her child and couldn't accept it for a while, so she didn't blame you." Seeing Feng Xuanche's mood was wrong, Guo Yuanqing hurriedly comforted.

Feng Xuanche stopped and looked back at the direction of Kunning Palace deeply. He and Du Xuechun had loved them for many years. Since they took the throne, there have been problems between them several times. Thinking about this, Feng Xuanche sighed and hoped everything Get better soon.