Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

In March of Yangchun, Kunning Palace was lit up and decorated, and Du Xuechun came back from the imperial garden. Seeing that everyone in the palace was smiling and not knowing what was happening, he casually called a little **** and asked: "What is this? ?"

"Niang Niang will be her birthday in two days. The minions prepare in advance and congratulate Niang Niang for her happiness." The little **** was only thirteen or fourteen, but his mouth was sweet and tight, and his mouth was auspicious.

birthday? Du Xuechun raised her eyebrows. She has never had a birthday. Her birthday is her mother's memorial day. Therefore, she was born because Kemu was considered an ominous person, and she has never been a birthday for so many years, hoping to forget about it.

"Who asked you to prepare?" Du Xuechun frowned and her face was sullen. She seldom got angry. Mingying knew that she was already angry, so she hurriedly pulled her sleeve and said: "Manny, go to the house first Rest and rest, here is the slave and maid to handle it."

Signaling Mingying to rest assured, Du Xuechun calmed down for a while, and then asked again: "Tell this palace, who asked you to prepare."

The little **** seemed to be frightened by her reaction. For a while, he was speechless. Before Du Xuechun could ask him again, he heard a voice behind him, "Sister, you and I are the same half mother, your birthday sister will remember Yu Xin, it will be here in two days. Naturally, I have to remind the palace staff to prepare earlier."

Hearing that, Du Xuechun clenched her fists fiercely. She was so affectionate for a sister. She was really moved. She framed herself for witchcraft a few days ago, and now she uses her birthday to disgust herself. This Du Qingheng is really not fuel efficient. light.

"Sister, please take care of me, Mingying, see off the guests." Du Xuechun said, walking towards the room with the money, and never looked back at Du Qingheng from start to finish. Such an attitude seemed to irritate Du Qingheng. She looked at Du Xuechun's back with a bitter look, and turned around to take someone out of Kunning Palace.

Mingying waved to the little **** and softly ordered him to take someone to remove the red silk. The little eunuchs didn't know the inside story, and only regarded the queen and the imperial concubine as having a disagreement, so they took the things off gently.

Entering the house, Du Xuechun's straight back bends down sharply. His mother was poisoned when she was born, so that she died because of dystocia when she gave birth. In her past and present, she doesn't know what maternal love is like.

"Mingying, get ready, and go back to Du Mansion in two days." Just as Mingying had just entered the door after he had ordered the people outside, Du Xuechun straightened up and said to Mingying.

Mingying knew that Du Xuechun was going back to the Du Mansion to worship, and comforted Du Xuechun with a few words, and then gently retreated.

In the evening, a few muffled thunders rang out the window, rumbling, and people panicked.

Du Xuechun got up and walked to the window, opened the closed wooden window, but saw dark clouds in the distant sky, and the rain was about to come.

"Sister, it's windy outside, why open the window and be careful to catch the cold." As soon as Wangchuan entered the door, he saw Du Xuechun sitting by the window and blowing the cold wind motionlessly. He muttered and walked over, closing the window.

Knowing that Wang Chuan cared about himself, Du Xuechun did not stop him. There was a lot of rain in the spring. When the day was overcast, I don't know how many days it would take to clear up.

"Where did Wang Chuan go, I can't see anyone all day long." Du Xuechun touched Wang Chuan's head, and finally there was a smile on his face. Fortunately, there was still Wang Chuan with him, so there would be no relatives.

Hearing this, Wangchuan scratched his head embarrassedly, and said: "Sister, the spring hunt is about to come. Wangchuan wants to catch the rabbit for a few more days for her sister. However, the technique is too poor. The emperor lent me Jianting. These two I practice archery there every day."

The child was pure and kind in heart and thought of himself everywhere, a warm current surged through Du Xuechun's heart, and the mood that had just been destroyed by Du Qingheng gradually brightened.

"Sister, if you don't like rabbits, other small animals are okay, and the emperor said that you can practice archery more so that you can protect your sister in the future." Wang Chuan thought he didn't like rabbits, and explained hurriedly.

"Well, we Wangchuan is smart and clever, and archery is definitely not a problem." Du Xuechun rubbed Wangchuan's hair into a bird's nest after a while.

Wangchuan was aggrieved and clutching his head, complaining: "Sister, when Mingying sees it later, she will laugh at me again."

Not long after, I heard the patter of rain beating on the window, forgot Chuan’s ears cocked, thinking of something, and ignored his messy hair. He said to Du Xuechun as he walked: "Sister, I’ll go to the yard to see the flowers. ."

It was the flower seedlings that Du Xuechun planted together with Wang Chuan Mingying the other day. The child of Wang Chuan cherishes these flowers very much. He waters and repels insects and rains diligently on weekdays. To worry that they would not be able to withstand the wind and rain, they would have to cover it with tarp every time.

"Wangchuan, don't cover it this time." Du Xuechun watched him running around in the yard in the rain, and when he was worried, he felt that these flowers shouldn't be so delicate, and said in a loud voice.

The voice pierced Wang Chuan’s ears through the rain curtain. Wang Chuan was a little hesitant, but his sister had a certain point in what he said. He still wanted to listen, so he ran under the eaves, panting slightly, and said: "My sister said I hope they will be themselves Have you experienced wind and rain?"

"Well, I can't cover them for life. If I can survive this time, no matter how heavy it rains in the future, I don't have to worry about premature death." Du Xuechun looked at the scattered flower seedlings hit by the heavy raindrops, gently Said.

"Ahye!" Wang Chuan on the side sniffed, and Du Xuechun realized that the eunuch's clothes on the child were soaked, and quickly pushed the person toward his own house. "This flower hasn't fallen through the wind and rain , You gardener fell down instead, go take a hot bath and change into clean clothes!"

Wang Chuan smiled and walked to the West Wing. He lived alone in a house. After all, he was an **** in disguise. If someone else found out, he would cause trouble for his sister.

Du Xuechun didn't have time to hurt the spring and sad autumn. He ordered people to catch Feng Han Ling and put it on Wang Chuan. After he was busy, he grumbled with hunger.

Surprised that he hadn't eaten dinner yet, Du Xuechun shook his head. He didn't know what he was busy with all day, and he was overwhelmed. When would this day be the end?

"Oh..." Du Xuechun ordered the people to send Feng Hanling to Wangchuan, and when he sat down to rest, he sighed slightly.

"Why is Chun'er bothering you?" Feng Xuan Che, who was walking into the room, just heard this light sigh and couldn't help asking.

Seeing him coming, Du Xuechun stood up to greet him, touched his hungry belly, and said: "I am hungry in my belly, wait for the emperor to enjoy his meal."

Feng Xuanche estimated that she hadn't eaten yet, and asked Guo Yuanqing to pass the news to the Imperial Kitchen before coming, and to send some dishes that Du Xuechun loved to eat to Kunning Palace.

He squeezed the tip of Du Xuechun's nose and said, "I guessed that you were too lazy to have a good meal. I ordered the Imperial Kitchen, and the dishes will be delivered in a while."

There was noisy rain outside, but the atmosphere inside the house was just right. Not long after Guo Yuanqing brought people to serve steaming meals, Du Xuechun's empty stomach was satisfied.