Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Originally, Du Xuechun accompanied Heya to learn how to cut paper flowers. When Du Xuechun heard about this, she was furious and immediately brought Yuanming to Fengyang Hall. No matter how Heya comforted her, Du Xuechun had a clear face. , Want Yuanming to ask this matter clearly.

After a while, the little eunuchs found Yuan Ming, who was strolling and kicking the stones in the imperial garden. The little eunuchs passed on Du Xuechun's words to Yuan Ming, and Yuan Ming reluctantly followed the little eunuchs to Fengyang Hall.

As soon as Yuan Ming’s figure appeared at the entrance of the main hall of Fengyang Hall, Du Xuechun was seen sitting on a chair in the main hall, raising his hand and threw the tea cup in his hand towards Yuan Ming, but did not hit Yuan Ming. , But wiped it from the side of Yuan Ming's small face without any danger.

All the court ladies and eunuchs in Fengyang Hall were so frightened that they all knelt down on the ground with a thud, shrank and squatted on the ground, for fear that they might not do a good job at all, and would be implicated by Du Xuechun's anger.

However, Yuan Ming was like a okay person. He raised his hand and wiped the tea stained on his face. He glanced at Du Xuechun above the lobby, and walked forward with no expression and no sadness, respectfully. Head, bowed to Du Xuechun:

"My sons and ministers pay homage to Huang Eniang, and wish Huang Eniang to be healthy and longevity!"

Du Xuechun looked at Yuan Ming in front of him, and suddenly a sorrowful sound came out of his heart. He only felt that Yuan Ming was now reluctant to talk to her about anything, that his life had reached such a point. Du Xuechun thought, chilling!

Du Xuechun knew that Yuanming was still young and only a child. It is understandable to have a temper and make a petty temper. Who hasn't been young yet. But Yuanming was not a child of ordinary people, but the prince who was placed high hopes by his Emperor Ama and the people of the Dashun Dynasty!

Seeing Yuan Ming standing in front of him without saying a word, Du Xuechun was as dull as a wood, and the heart of being a mother was naturally extremely painful! The more Du Xuechun saw Yuan Ming's silence, the more anger in his heart burned.

This made Mingying, who had just rushed to give Du Xuechun a cloak to know about it, was shocked and hurriedly ran all the way to the main hall of Fengyang Hall. Mingying went around behind Yuanming and walked straight to Du Xuechun’s body. Next to him, looking at Du Xuechun, whose face was getting worse and worse, said carefully:

"Niang, the prince Yuanming is still young, don't get angry with the children. Maybe the prince Yuanming has any problems in his heart?"

It's okay for Mingying not to say it. When it comes to "suffering", Du Xuechun feels extremely ironic when he hears it! I saw Du Xuechun looking up, and Yuan Ming, who stood at the door blankly, sneered:

"Huh? Distress, what can he have? Do you think he looks like a distress? A typical confession and surrender.

Even if he has difficulties, he can come and talk to me, why? The wings are stiff, the height is not much, and the temper has grown a lot!

What's more, what can there be any difficulties? Mr. Zhang vomits blood into a coma. The imperial doctors looked at Mr. Zhang for a long time before finally awakening Mr. Zhang, but after a while, Mr. Zhang fainted again.

Even the wise doctor Song who went to see the sick in Xinglin Pavilion said that Mr. Zhang's anger was caused by his anger and anger! "

As soon as Du Xuechun's words fell, he saw Yuan Ming, who was still hanging his head and said nothing, suddenly raised his head in astonishment, looked at Du Xuechun and asked loudly:

"Emperor Niang, what are you talking about? Mr. Zhang vomited blood?"

Yuan Ming couldn't believe it. When he left, he looked back deliberately. Even though Mr. Zhang was very angry at that time, he wouldn't vomit blood and coma so severely!

Yuan Ming thought, he couldn't help feeling flustered, and his mind was full of scenes of Mr. Zhang vomiting blood and coma. At this moment, he just wanted to rush to find Mr. Zhang to see what happened to Mr. Zhang.

"Yeah, that's a good thing you did! Why, are you satisfied now?" Du Xuechun raised his hand, rubbed his bounced temples, and replied in a very helpless tone.

While Du Xuechun was talking with Yuan Ming, the hall suddenly began to rain heavily, and the rain was getting bigger and bigger, making the whole world wet and blurred.

After hearing Du Xuechun's reply, Yuan Ming suddenly went crazy, turned around and ran away, rushed out of Fengyang Hall and ran in the direction of Xinglin Pavilion. A group of palace ladies and eunuchs were so scared that they raised their heads and asked Du Xuechun:

"Queen Empress, are we going to get the prince Yuan Ming back? It is raining heavily outside, and the prince Yuan Ming will get sick if he gets wet from the rain!"

"Yeah, yeah, Niangma, shall we send someone to retrieve the prince Yuanming?"

Mingying raised her head and looked outside the hall, her brows wrinkled into the word "Chuan" involuntarily, worried, for fear that the prince Yuanming could not understand her mother's heart, and would hate her mother. Since then, she will be separated from her mother and will no longer be close to her .

This is pitiful for the parents of the world, and who can parents who do not love their children? Thinking about it this way, Mingying couldn't help feeling a little sad for Du Xuechun.

"It's okay, let him go! Mr. Zhang didn't vomit blood at all, and I made all these statements nonsense. It is estimated that Yuan Ming has already arrived at Xinglin Pavilion to see Mr. Zhang at this moment!" Du Xuechun suddenly shook. Shaking his head, looked up at Mingying and smiled.

When Mingying heard Du Xuechun say this, her brain went blank immediately. After waiting for a long time, she reacted. She looked at Du Xuechun with dumbfounded tears and asked, "Manny, did you design the cup in advance? Heavy rain?"

Mingying couldn't help but admire Du Xuechun secretly, so she had to offer Du Xuechun as a prophet.

Du Xuechun smiled and raised his hand to nod Mingying’s forehead, and said softly to Mingying, "You, do you really treat your mother as a god? How can I have such a great ability to manipulate this god? , Let it rain, it will rain? But I really have to say that this timely rain really helped me a lot!"

"What's so busy?"

Mingying smiled charmingly at Du Xuechun, raised her hand and touched her forehead. Hearing Du Xuechun's words, she immediately tilted her head and looked at Du Xuechun and asked with curious expression.

"I originally thought that Yuan Ming is a child who is taciturn and doesn't like to show his thoughts. Sometimes, it is really hard to guess, so it always gives people a sense of indifference that is thousands of miles away.

However, this is not the case. Yuan Ming has a simple temperament, sensitive, and extremely easy to get hurt. I know he is a good boy, and I will be anxious when I hear my teacher vomits blood and becomes sick.

But on Mr. Zhang's side, would you forgive Yuan Ming for his rudeness? This... I can't say that! However, I did not expect that the rain happened to help Yuan Ming. I guess Mr. Zhang would be deeply moved after seeing Yuan Ming coming to visit him under the torrential rain, and forgive Yuan Ming regardless of his predecessors! "

Du Xuechun took the cloak in Mingying's hand, gently raised his hand, and put it on his body, and then walked towards the entrance of the hall.

Du Xuechun stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking out to the vast courtyard outside, the heavy rain was hazy, and he couldn't see anything, only the roar of rain hitting the ground in his ears.

A chilly wind suddenly blew into the hall. Du Xuechun subconsciously raised his hand and closed his collar. He couldn't help but secretly worry for Yuan Ming: I don’t know that Yuan Ming’s child is under such heavy rain. Going to Xinglin Pavilion, will you get sick because of it...