Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

On the second day of February, the two dragons raised their heads, and the winter ended silently. Unknowingly, the vegetation in the palace had revived, and the willows in the imperial garden were also stained with hazy greenery.

Du Xuechun took off his heavy winter clothes and put on the spring clothes sent by Yuzhifang today.

"The embroiderer of the embroiderer in the palace is really good." When Mingying changed Du Xuechun's clothes, she stroked the bird and phoenix map woven with gold and silver threads, and said in admiration.

"If you want to learn, this palace will intercede with Zhang Gonggong, the steward of the Yuzhifang, and send you there to study for a few days, and be more edified. We are as smart as Mingying. It is estimated that within three or five years. I can go to school."

It is probably because the weather is getting warmer, Du Xuechun is in a good mood, teasing Mingying intentionally, then said with a smile.

Hearing that, Mingying curled her lips, fastened the last button for Du Xuechun, put a string of gilt agate beads on her waist, and said: "Where is the lady willing to let Mingying go to the weaving workshop, if she changes her personal service, It's definitely not as careful as Mingying, and you have to adapt for three or five years."

Speaking of it, Mingying spent more time with Du Xuechun than Feng Xuanche. The two said they were masters and servants, but in fact they were more like sisters. Mingying would also tease Du Xuechun when there was no one.

But Mingying's words were not wrong. Du Xuechun would really have to adapt for three or five years if he changed his personality.

After finishing the dressing, Du Xuechun looked at the time, Feng Xuanche must have been in the early morning, so he ordered people to carry the food box and go to the imperial study room.

The accompanying little palace lady Rumo suddenly squatted on the ground, clutching her belly, Mingying frowned. This girl is clever and clever, just too noisy.

After all, Mingying was the queen’s maid. The court ladies and eunuchs would have to say something about Aunt Mingying when they met. Rumo is no exception. She looked pale, clutching her belly and looking at Mingying, saying: "Auntie, eat last night My stomach is broken, and the servant wants to take a day off, so as not to make the nanny upset."

Mingying didn't look fake at her, so she waved her hand and motioned her to go back to rest, and the group continued to walk to the Imperial Study Room.

It seemed that he had guessed that Du Xuechun would come, Feng Xuanche had waited for her in the courtyard early, with his hands behind his back, he didn't know what he was holding, and the corner of his mouth was unconsciously smiling.

Seeing her coming from a distance, Feng Xuanche stepped forward and said, "Why changed into spring clothes so early, don't get sick!" His tone was slightly blamed.

Du Xuechun smiled indifferently. The winter clothes were so bulky and as warm as it is today, and sweat soaked on her forehead after walking a few steps, so she didn't want to wear it.

So he turned off the topic and looked at Feng Xuan Che’s hands behind his back, only to realize that Feng Xuan Che was mysterious, so he pulled his sleeves, his bright peach eyes blinked gently, thick eyelashes fluttered. Shuo's butterfly asked in doubt, "What is hidden in the hands of the emperor?"

However, seeing Feng Xuan's face turned red, reminding Du Xuechun of the days when the two men met.

"Cough cough." Feng Xuan coughed lightly and signaled the others to step back. Only then did the thing in his hand put the thing in Du Xuechun's hand, which was a golden hairpin.

It can be seen that the carving person of this hairpin is not very skilled, and it can even be described as rough. The hairpin is carved with a hollow golden lotus.

Du Xuechun is the queen of Dashun and has seen countless rare treasures, not to mention a hairpin with such a general carving skill.

But she cherished the golden hairpin and looked at Feng Xuanche's expression, knowing that it was carved by him. Du Xuechun's heart warmed, the corners of her mouth lightly raised, and she smiled and handed the hairpin to Feng Xuanche, saying: " Lord Lao, bring it to your concubine."

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if only each other was left in the world.

Just as the two were deeply affectionate, a little **** ran up in a panic and was stopped by the guard.

"Why is it so flustered?" Feng Xuanche sullen his face, and the atmosphere that was just set up is interrupted by life, and no one can get angry.

Du Xuechun patted his arm to signal him not to be angry, and turned to look at the little eunuch, with a much gentler tone than Feng Xuan, and asked: "What the **** is going on, speak slowly."

"Back to the emperor, back to the empress mother, the empress mother suddenly had a high fever, and the **** is treating at Cining Palace." The little **** Xu Shi ran in a hurry, kneeling on the ground and panting, and said anxiously.

This is no trivial matter, Feng Xuanche and Du Xuechun hurriedly walked to Ci Ning Palace.

When the two arrived, Zhang Peisheng of the Imperial Hospital was coming out of the room. Seeing the two kneeling down, Feng Xuanche asked in a deep voice, "How is the queen mother?"

"Back to the emperor, the empress dowager's pulse condition is unstable, and the high fever does not go away. It should be because of the wind and cold. The minister opened a prescription to understand the heat, and it will take two days to get the heat back." Zhang Peisheng explained to the two of them. Yun, then left with the medicine box.

The room was a little dark, and the Queen Mother was lying on the bed with a towel washed in cold water on her forehead, her face was blushing abnormally.

"The emperor, why don't you let the concubines have a look?" Du Xuechun was not worried about the hospital's medical skills, so she asked Feng Xuanche quietly.

Feng Xuanche naturally believed in Du Xuechun's ability, and nodded, letting Du Xuechun look at him and feel relieved.

Before Du Xuechun approached, the Queen Mother suddenly woke up and saw Du Xuechun with a trace of dislike on her face. She put her wrists away and hummed softly, "The queen mother should do her own thing. That's it, but now I'm going to grab a job as an imperial doctor."

"Mother, Chun'er..." Feng Xuan Che was about to explain to the Queen Mother, but Du Xuechun pulled her sleeves and signaled him not to speak more. Just as Su Lian brought the medicine prescribed by the emperor, she took two steps back, saying : "The queen takes the medicine and rests earlier. The child minister is inconvenient to interrupt, so I retire first."

He also told Mingying behind him, "Bring me the antipyretic and analgesic medicine from my place to the Queen Mother later."

As he was talking, a court lady reported to the concubine Liang to see her, and she got her permission. Not long after, I heard Du Qingheng's crying voice. From far and near, he knelt on the ground as soon as he entered the door, saying: "Mother, the concubine did not take care of you. You didn't even notice when you were sick."

Weeping for a while, she seemed to see Du Xuechun and Feng Xuanche, and said: "Greetings to the emperor, the queen mother, the concubine heard that the queen dowager was sick, and for a while, he was overwhelmed and he did not see the emperor. crime."

Too lazy to pay attention to her hypocritical appearance, Feng Xuanche instructed Su Lian Haosheng to take care of the queen mother, and he and Du Xuechun were ready to leave if he had any notice in time.

Before leaving, I heard Du Qingheng ridicule, saying that as a queen, she didn't even know filial piety, and if the people knew it, she didn't know how to discuss it.

"The queen needs to be quiet at this time. If the younger sister is really filial, it is better to leave earlier, so that the queen can rest more and raise enough energy, so that the illness will heal quickly." Du Xuechun watched Du Qingheng acting sarcastically, too lazy to pay attention to her cynicism. Leaving Ci Ning Palace with Feng Xuan Che's arm.

Du Qingheng gritted his teeth while watching the two close together, and sneered in his heart. Now it's like glue and paint. It won't take much time, I'm afraid he will have to turn his face.

Thinking of such a scene, Du Qingheng couldn't help laughing. If people see it, they might think that the woman who laughs while crying is crazy.