Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

In the same day and night, a figure quietly entered Song Qingyu's house.

The bright lights in Song Qingyu's room seemed to have been waiting for this person early in the morning.

This person was dressed in a uniform, covering his whole body tightly. When he entered the back room, he took off his uniform, revealing the smooth top of his head.

"Master, I haven't been spotted." Song Qingyu looked out the window vigilantly, and he was relieved to see that only the confidant and the maid in the courtyard were the only ones.

As everyone knows, their movements have long been seen by Liu Er who is hiding behind the rockery.

The monk sat down and took a sip from the teacup on the table, not treating himself as a guest at all, "That's natural. After many years, I wonder if the donor has any instructions for the poor monk?"

Song Qingyu brought some smiles and said, "There is indeed something to ask a teacher. Master, can you still remember that disaster star?"

The old monk thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "That baby back then? Why, did the girl come back?"

Song Qingyu nodded, "Back then, the master said that the girl has a marriage contract with the third prince...I am worried..."

"What are you worried about? Worried that the three princes will sit on the world?" The old monk sneered, with deep meaning in his eyes, as if to show Song Qingyu completely.

"How can I not worry, Master, back then, if it weren't for the master reminded me that there was a phoenix-destined woman in this courtyard, I would not send her to the country for fear that she would affect my daughter's fate." Song Qingyu at this moment Worry and sorrowful.

That year, Song Qingyu accidentally saved the old monk's life, and the old monk reminded Song Qingyu.

Although Song Qingyu did not give birth to Du Qingheng at the time, he was still afraid of Du Xuechun's fate. The old monk said that by sending Du Xuechun into the country, her life style could be damaged, and this phoenix life style eventually fell on Du Qingheng.

But recently, since Du Xuechun returned to the house, she and Du Qingheng felt very unsatisfactory in everything she did. I think it was because of Du Xuechun's hard life.

"Don't worry, the faces of these three princes are the faces of their untimely death, so naturally they won't be sitting on the world." The old monk said indifferently.

Song Qingyu's eyes lit up suddenly, "Master, take it seriously?"

The old monk sneered, "Naturally. When the third prince returned to Beijing a few months ago, I hurriedly saw that there seemed to be black air on his head, but something would happen in five years."

"That's good, that's good." Song Qingyu sighed in relief and secretly sighed. She just said, how could this girl have such a good fate? After spending so many years in the country, this phoenix fate can still not happen to her?

"You came to me just for this matter?" The old monk gave Song Qingyu a dissatisfied look and said.

Song Qingyu was a little embarrassed, "Not all. Even if this third prince died young, I still feel a little uneasy...I wonder if the master can give me a horrible birthday character, and wait until the palace announces the decree When the father-in-law came, he came to a new day..."

There was a gleam in her eyes, looking at the monk in front of her. The monk couldn't believe what he said. If the three princes didn't have any accidents after this year, wouldn't it be a waste of money for this girl? Naturally, he must be fully prepared.

The old monk glanced at Song Qingyu with dissatisfaction. He naturally knew that Song Qingyu was suspicious of himself when he said so, and immediately turned away his face. The matter, now that the kindness has been reported, the poor monk is unwilling."

Seeing that the old monk became unhappy, Song Qingyu suddenly became nervous, "I heard that the master has been suffering in recent years, I have prepared some money for the master, which can be used by the master."

After speaking, Song Qingyu put a heavy bag of silver on the table. Since the old monk was willing to come, he naturally asked for something, in the final analysis, it was just for money.

Sure enough, the old monk glanced at the purse on the table and said, "Actually, it's not impossible. It's just that this matter is extremely detrimental, I'm afraid..."

Song Qingyu cursed the old monk secretly in his heart. This old monk was so greedy. At that time, after Du Xuechun was sent to the countryside, he even came to ask himself for money.

Originally, he never wanted to have anything to do with this person anymore, but now for Du Qingheng, Song Qingyu gritted his teeth and beckoned to Caiju.

Caiju took out another bag of silver and placed it in front of the old monk. The old monk picked up the silver and weighed it twice before he put it in his sleeve contentedly.

"Waiting for tomorrow, I will use yellow paper to write the eight-character birthday, you let your maid come and get it." The old monk took the money, put on his headgear, and slipped away through the back door.

Song Qingyu squeezed her fist secretly, and Cai Ju said with some worry, "Madam, is this monk reliable? What if he tells us about our affairs?"

"It's unreliable, there is only one way to go. Could it be that she really wants that girl to marry the third prince?" Song Qingyu said viciously. That money was deducted from the expenses of the mansion. Fortunately, during this period of time, there were a lot of people giving gifts in the mansion, otherwise she really couldn't produce anything for a while.

She was very jealous of Du Xuechun's phoenix fate. Although she didn't know how many catties the old monk had, she wouldn't let Du Xuechun get better whenever she had a chance.

Caiju nodded, "If this monk is not honest...Why don't the slave and maid go tomorrow, take Fuhai?"

Seeing Caiju's eyes, Song Qingyu responded.

What they didn't know was that the monk was knocked unconscious and dragged into the house as soon as he left the house.

Waiting for the monk to wake up, sitting in front of him was Du Xuechun drinking tea leisurely.

When he saw Du Xuechun's face, the old monk was shocked. He saw at a glance that the quiet woman in front of him was the one he had given Feng's life to.

"Oh? The master is awake?" Du Xuechun smiled slightly and said when he felt the old monk look up at him.

The old monk kept silent and looked at Du Xuechun carefully.

Du Xuechun's heavenly court is full, the nobleness in his eyes is obvious, and there is noble bearing between his gestures.

"Mingying." Du Xuechun shouted coldly.

Hearing this, Mingying immediately stood in front of the old monk and took off one hand of the old monk.

"Ah!" the old monk screamed, his left hand suddenly lost consciousness. The cold sweat suddenly fell down his clothes, and his heart was full of fear. Obviously, she didn't expect that the woman who seemed harmless to humans and animals in front of her would be so hot.

"What is the girl doing? The poor monk and the girl have no grievances and no grudges." The old monk raised his head and looked at Du Xuechun, with anger in his eyes, questioning her.

Du Xuechun sneered, stood up slowly, tidied his clothes, and said, "No grievances and no grudges? The master's memory is not very good..."

What she said was profound, and the old monk was taken aback. When he gave her an order, she was clearly a baby, how could she know that she was in trouble?

"Girl, what are you talking about?" The old monk began to pretend to be stupid, as if he really didn't know anything.