Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Imperial City, Yanxi Palace.

Zhao Feiyan sat on the chair slowly, her eyes hollow, and she was silent for a long time.

How she didn't know what Du Qingheng meant. The only person the emperor loved most was the queen. Her father was thoroughly investigated by the emperor because he had said that Du Xuechun was incompetent and incompetent. In the final analysis, it was because of Du Xuechun.

Now that it is not enough to disperse the family wealth, Du Xuechun actually wants his father to take his life in. Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyan's expression is a little crazy, if her father really has something wrong, she will be the first to let Du Xuechun go.

She is light-hearted, even if she asks the emperor at this time, there will be no good results. I am afraid that the emperor will increase the punishment of his father. It is ridiculous to say that when she was Yangui, she and her family were still in peace. The position of Concubine Xian was even more difficult.

Working in the palace depends on blessings and misfortunes. She can't tell which one is good now.

"Sister, thank you very much today. My younger sister is unwell, so I went back first." Zhao Feiyan was exhausted between her eyebrows. She got up with the help of the court lady, dizzy for a while, and almost fainted.

Du Qingheng's goal has been achieved, and she does not force her to stay. He is not in the mood to look at such a bitter face from the left and right, but he still works hard to laugh, and calmly said: "Sister, don't cry and break her body, only she is well. It’s a chance to stand up, isn’t it?"

Watching her leave, Du Qingheng evoked a sneer. It seems that what Zhao Feiyan said today has made Zhao Feiyan hate Du Xuechun, and she won't have to say it herself in the future, she will also make trouble for Du Xuechun.

Du Qingheng knows exactly what Zhao Feiyan's character is. Although she is usually reticent, but deep in her mind, if such a person cannot become an ally, she will inevitably become a dangerous enemy.

On the way back to the Moon Palace, Zhao Feiyan didn't say a word, but she was wondering whether there was still room for maneuver in his father's affairs.

When passing by Kunning Palace, Zhao Feiyan stopped, her thoughts were delicate, and naturally she would not completely believe Du Qingheng's words, but she still wanted to explore Du Xuechun's tone.

"Niang, the concubine Xian is here, do you want to see you?" Mingying looked at Du Xuechun who was having dinner with the emperor, and questioned.

At this time Concubine Xian came over, thinking and knowing what it was for, Du Xuechun looked at Feng Xuanche, who had a gentle face just now, and suddenly became cold when she heard Concubine Xian's name. Du Xuechun suddenly laughed, she Pushing the man sitting on the side as steady as Mount Tai, he smiled and said: "The emperor of trouble moves up and drives the inner room. If you are here, Concubine Xian will be scared away."

"Humph." Feng Xuanche snorted dissatisfiedly, but still obediently entered the inner room.

Mingying tidied the table, only then ordered the concubine Xian to be called in.

When Concubine Xian came in, seeing Du Xuechun sitting in a high position, gently blowing the hot tea in the cup, the water mist curled up, and Zhao Feiyan couldn't see her expression clearly.

"See Empress Empress." Zhao Feiyan bowed and saluted, Du Xuechun waved her hand, motioned her to sit aside, and said to Mingying: "Bring Xianfei tea."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Du Xuechun knew that Zhao Feiyan was considering what to say, so she did not speak.

Not long after, Mingying took the hot tea that had just been brewed and put it on the table next to Concubine Xian, and slowly stepped back.

The weather was slightly cool at night. When Zhao Feiyan came, she walked very slowly on the road. She was wrapped in cold air. She took a sip of hot tea and felt a little warmer. Then she said, "The empress, the concubine is coming today. I want to ask you to intercede with the emperor and save my father."

Feng Xuanche has already made a conclusion about this matter, and Zhao Huaijin is purely self-inflicted. During the two years of Feng Xuanche’s reign, Du Xuechun knows more or less what the people below have done. Zhao Huaijin’s incident is just the beginning and absolutely nothing. Not the end.

She sighed softly, as a son and daughter, this kind of thing happened to her father, I am afraid Concubine Xian is very uncomfortable now, she is a little envious of the rare affection of the Zhao family.

However, if Zhao Huaijin was saved, everything Feng Xuan Che had done would be wasted. As a queen, she would naturally not be a stumbling block for Feng Xuan Che.

After thinking about it for a long time, she put down the tea cup in her hand, her tone was calm, and said: "Xian concubine, don't blame this palace for not helping you, the harem must not be involved in politics, the affairs of the previous dynasty have their own thinking by the emperor, and you should stay in the palace. This matter will not involve you."

Zhao Feiyan shook her body and almost couldn't hold the cup in her hand. Sure enough, Du Xuechun was going to die.

"Thank you Empress Empress for the suggestion. The concubine will retire first." Zhao Feiyan didn't want to sit here and suffer the humiliation. She slowly put down the cup, got up and quit.

Watching her leave, Du Xuechun's heart was also very heavy. She could understand Zhao Feiyan's powerlessness, but she was alive and could not help herself with many things.

Hearing the sound of Zhao Feiyan leaving, Feng Xuanche came out of the inner room and saw Du Xuechun sitting there with a sad expression on his face, and he felt distressed.

He walked quickly to Du Xuechun's side, squeezed her cold fingertips tightly in his palms, and said, "If you want to help Concubine Xian, I can think of other ways."

"No, Dashun has Dashun's methods. Zhao Huaijin is tainted and corrupted. If you let him go, there will be more hidden dangers in the future." Du Xuechun put away her face and patted the back of Feng Xuanche's hand, "How can I let it go. The concubine’s temperament is mad, and when the time comes, the concubine has become a demon queen who has harmed the country and the people."

The two smiled at each other, the atmosphere was just right.

"By the way, why didn't you see Master Xue today?" When they were about to go to bed, the two lay and chatted. In the past, Xue Ning had come to the palace to report to Feng Xuanche, but today he didn't see him.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Xuanche turned Du Xuechun's face around, looked at her much ruddy face, and said: "Xue Lan wakes up, but can't remember what happened. Xue Ning took leave today and went to accompany her."

At that banquet, Xue Lan was poisoned for her and was imprisoned in a jail. Xue Taifu was missing. There was no news about this incident. Du Xuechun actually forgot about it because of the child.

Now I suddenly mentioned that her eyes are still a little sore, forget it, a simple child like Xue Lan, don't have to think about these dirty things.

"The concubine wants to see her." Du Xuechun inhaled a sore nose, leaned in Feng Xuanche's arms, and said softly.

"It's okay to go and see, it's just that she just woke up and she can't remember anything. It's better to go again in two days." Feng Xuanche stroked Du Xuechun's back, feeling the temperature of her body, with a gentle touch between her eyebrows and eyes , Said softly.

When this time passed, the child must be panicked. Two days later, there have been too many things in the palace recently, and she cannot leave yet.

The oil lamp on the table was flickering and dimming, and the night was already deep. Not long after, Du Xuechun's calm and deliberate sound came from the bed. Feng Xuan Chee's eyes softly looked at her sweetly sleeping face, and he felt calm in his heart.

"The emperor." Guo Yuanqing came in lightly, and said in a low voice through the curtain: "There is a little palace lady who was sneaking outside and was caught by a slave."

It was so late that there were still people making trouble, Feng Xuanche wrapped Du Xuechun tightly in the quilt, put on clothes and got up.