Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

After a long time, Du Xuechun got up, walked to the side of the pavilion, and looked at the scenery in the distance. His voice could not hear any emotions.

"My palace does not blame you."

Shen Yingwu had anticipated countless kinds of reactions from queens, but unexpectedly, it would be the most innocent one: "Manny, this..."

"Things in the shopping mall are changing rapidly. This time it was our carelessness and let the blue bird take advantage of the loopholes, but it doesn't matter, it's just a clothing store, it won't be a climate."

Xu couldn't bear to see Shen Yingwu's guilt, but Du Xuechun comforted him with a very gentle appearance.

But the next second, she scolded again with a stern face: "Your injury is not an ordinary minor injury. My palace pulled you back from the ghost gate, but I don't want to watch you go to death again!"

Before Shen Yingwu was relieved from her gentleness, she was still a little embarrassed after being reprimanded.

"Thank you Niang Niang for your concern, but the subordinates are really fine, please rest assured."

Du Xuechun stared at him for a long time, and Shen Yingwu, who was looking straight, was embarrassed, and then looked back.

"No matter what you look like, you should report it to this palace as soon as you come back from Qingcheng?"

He nodded.

"Don't take this matter to heart. Since we have no relationship with the shopkeeper, we don't need to be entangled. You should go back and rest. Don't run around again this time!"

When she left, Shen Yingwu had a smile on her face, which was completely different from when she first arrived. Du Xuechun listened to Mingying's description, shaking her head helplessly and smiling, her eyes soft.

"Looking at him always reminds this palace of someone who is about the same age, so beautiful, it's a pity... this palace will never see him again."

Her expression suddenly became sad, and she raised her hand. A piece of fallen leaf has fallen into the palm of the palm, and the autumn wind is bleak, which is extremely desolate.

"The flowers will bloom again when they fall, but they will never come back if they are gone..."

Mingying naturally knew who Du Xuechun was talking about, that Wangchuan, who was spoiled by her as her own brother, would never return.

"Niangniang, don't think about it anymore. Everything has karma, and I must forget that Chuan lived well in another world."

Mingying took a cloak to cover her thin body, very distressed.

There seemed to be tears in his eyes, Du Xuechun wiped it away gently, nodded, and stopped mentioning the matter.

On the way back to the palace, she suddenly thought of something, and suddenly stopped.

The last time she was hunting in Autumn, she was caught by Mu Chen, and Mu Chen asked her to tell who was taking care of Xueyun, but Du Xuechun did not say.

But this time, the shop they were looking for was robbed, and it happened to coincide with the day when Mu Chen was out of the palace. Is this a coincidence?

"Mingying, I think I might know who is behind the blue bird, Du Qingheng really gave me a big gift!"

I’ve been in peace in the palace recently, and I don’t know if the emperor’s penalties played a role. Not only did he not show up, but even Du Qingheng rarely showed up. The queen mother was like a transgender and suddenly stopped asking anything. The harem thing.

For Du Xuechun, it couldn't be better. She hoped that these people would not bother her, and she would have more leisure time, so that she could also save the mind and teach the two children well.

Feng Xuanche, on the contrary, has been unable to come up with a suitable idea recently because of the affairs of the poor people. He has a headache every day and he will come back to rest late every day.

There are not any moths, and their relationship has risen a lot. Du Xuechun feels distressed about his body, so he went to the imperial dining room to stare at him, and boiled a pot of chicken soup with a lot of tonics for Feng Xuanche.

"Father!"

I don't know if it is because of Du Xuechun's guarding every day, Heya and Yuanming are learning to read and speak faster and faster, at least they can understand the words clearly.

Du Xuechun rarely took them to the Qinzheng Hall to find Feng Xuanche, and Guo Yuanqing dismissed the palace people in the hall sharply and set aside a place for them.

Feng Xuan Che raised his head from a pile of memorials and smiled when he saw his beautiful wife and children, and his handsome face was tired.

"He Ya, hug father!"

He opened his hand to his daughter, and Heya ran into his arms, looking happy.

"Is He Ya getting fat again? Father father can't hold you anymore."

"Heya is not fat! My brother is fat!"

A child who was only a little older knew he loved beauty. Hearing Feng Xuanche saying that he was fat, he quickly argued and pulled Yuanming back.

Du Xuechun looked at the father and daughter who were fighting together, shook her head helplessly, and together with Yuan Ming, poured out the cooked chicken soup and handed it to Feng Xuan Che.

"This is a nourishing chicken soup. You often stay up late these days to watch memorials. It hurts your body if it goes on like this."

The chicken soup also exudes heat and the aroma, you can see that Du Xuechun has taken a lot of thought.

Feng Xuan Che looked at the red medicinal materials floating above, and suddenly said without shame and irritation: "Queen rest assured, no matter how tired I am, I will not treat you badly."

Du Xuechun was stunned by a sentence for no reason, but then he reacted, his cheeks turned red for an instant, and he took the peace from his arms and blamed him.

"You drink quickly! You can't stop your mouth when you eat."

Feng Xuan's trickery succeeded, seeing her shy look, happy, and soon ate a bowl of chicken soup.

Du Xuechun teased the child in her arms, and talked with Feng Xuanche as usual.

"Why didn't you see Du Qingheng recently, she rarely stopped so much, I am afraid that she is planning something again?"

Feng Xuanche frowned when he mentioned Du Qingheng, cherishing words like gold.

"I sent the prince to learn martial arts."

Du Xuechun was taken aback, and then smiled. It is understood now, why Du Qingheng didn't come to make trouble anymore, and the baby son went to the battlefield. According to her personality, wouldn't she worry about death?

"She didn't make trouble with you, which is also unusual."

At the banquet that day, Feng Xuanche proposed to send the eldest prince to martial arts, Du Qingheng's face, Du Xuechun still remembered, I couldn't believe that she would agree to this decision so peacefully.

"Oh? Do you think I'm good at talking?"

Feng Xuanche smiled, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, Du Xuechun blushed at the sight, and immediately opened his eyes, making him extremely satisfied with this reaction.

"She has to agree if she disagrees. For the children of the royal family, literacy and martial arts are necessary, and no one can be an exception."

Turning his gaze to the side of Yuan Ming who was looking at the memorial seriously, his gaze revealed a kind of fatherly feeling: "Even the prince, I will practice martial arts in the future, and Chun'er can't bear it."

"Yuan Ming's personality is cold, and he is willing to calm down and learn no matter what. Xiwu can also help him save himself. Of course I will not object." Du Xuechun will naturally not be like Du Qingheng. Sometimes the more he spoils his children, the more he does it. Killed him.

"Niang! The emperor! The big thing is not good!"

There was a loud noise outside, and immediately afterwards, I saw Guo Yuanqing walk in in a panic, with fine sweat on his face.