Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Ever since she came out, Du Qingyao has kept her head down and said nothing, Qing Wei was very worried.

Unexpectedly, Du Qingyao didn't even speak as soon as these words came out. Du Qingheng's face showed a hint of sarcasm, "What can I do? The prince's concubine, isn't it great?"

Her eyes looked at Du Qingyao, and the deepness in her eyes made Du Qingyao's heart tremble.

"Second elder sister, if you don't want me to be the prince's side concubine, I will go back to my father and ask him to reject the emperor." Du Qingyao looked at Du Qingheng in fear.

Du Qingheng sneered, "I don't want to? Who am I, can I stop you from marrying?" Du Qingheng sent the sky-reaching anger on Du Qingyao, and the look in Du Qingyao's eyes became worse and worse.

If she knew this, she shouldn't have brought Du Qingyao out.

"Side concubine? Where is the crown prince?" Lian Xin was taken aback and asked immediately. She did not expect that the silent third lady would eventually become the crown prince's side concubine.

"The position of the princess is empty, the emperor and the empress are not in a hurry." Du Qingheng looked at Du Qingyao with venomous eyes.

Du Qingyao directly knelt down, "Second Sister, it was the Second Sister who brought me here today. If you don't want it, I will naturally not marry His Royal Highness!"

Her kneeling like this attracted the attention of the people around her. All the girls heard the wind, and the person kneeling in front of her was the Crown Prince's Concubine.

"Why is this person kneeling to her? Who is she?"

"I heard that she is the second young lady of Xiangfu. She brought the crown prince and concubine here today."

"Maybe it's not chosen to anger people!"

The rumors came, Du Qingheng felt herself tense. She looked at the people on the ground, "What are you doing on your knees? Are you trying to embarrass me?"

There was a trace of tears on Du Qingyao's face, "If my sister doesn't want it, it won't be an exaggeration for my sister to kneel to death."

"Get up. I'm already the prince's concubine, and I still kneel at every turn, how to live in the house in the future." Du Qingheng's brows frowned, and the eyes of people around her made her even more embarrassed.

"Sister doesn't blame me?" Du Qingyao raised her head, her delicate face tickled Du Qingheng with hate.

The harshness in her eyes flashed by, and she put on a smile, "Why? I'm too happy to be too late." After she said, she helped Du Qingyao up, her voice raised, "The emperor chose her sister to be her own. Blessing, there is no need to thank me."

"Oh, I thank her!"

"Let's go, let's go, it's late."

The beautiful girls around suddenly realized that they got into the carriage after looking at them twice.

Du Qingyao's face is sad, but her heart is tight with joy. This is the position of the crown prince's side concubine! It was made by the emperor Chrysostom Yuyan, and there will surely be monstrous wealth in the future.

When the two returned to their belly, Song Qingyu had already hosted a banquet for the two.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Du Qingheng could see Song Qingyu’s hopeful face, "Heng'er, what happened?" Song Qingyu was not worried in her heart. This time, she looked at the list of the beautiful girls, and none of them could match. Du Qingheng.

Unexpectedly, Du Qingheng's face suddenly became gloomy, "Mother, I lost the election."

"Failed? How come?" Song Qingyu looked at Du Qingheng incredulously. Today, Du Qingheng should be very decent in his dress and behavior.

"But the third sister was chosen." As he said, Du Qingheng looked at Du Qingyao.

The eyes of the mother and daughter were focused on Du Qingyao, Du Qingyao only felt a tremor all over, "Mother..."

"Why did you go to the palace election?" Song Qingyu looked at Du Qingyao with some anger in his eyes. Originally Song Qingyu had some morbidity, but today he is bracing to welcome his daughter. Now that she was told the result, her chest was constantly rising and falling.

"The third sister came to me today, saying that it would be inconvenient for me to enter the palace alone, so I agreed."

"You idiot!" Song Qingyu looked at Du Qingheng, with a hatred of iron for not making steel. "But, how can you be the princess in your identity?"

There is no one in Du Qingyao's mother's family, but only one of the daughters of the Xiangfu family. How could he be selected?

"It's the concubine, mother. Qingyao dare not think about the position of the princess." Du Qingyao hurriedly explained.

"Side concubine? Who is the concubine?" Song Qingyu was taken aback, looking at the two. Could it be that Du Qingheng did something wrong today that caused dissatisfaction with the emperor and the queen?

"The imperial concubine is hanging in the air." Du Qingheng said word by word. The words of the emperor just pierced her heart like a needle. She had been thinking about it for so long, but she didn't expect to fall to this end.

"Hanging?" Song Qingyu was about to speak, but saw Du Heng coming out of the back room.

"Since I'm back, what are you doing at the door?" Du Heng frowned and looked at the three people.

Song Qingyu smiled awkwardly, and then took Du Qingyao and Du Qingheng into the back room. With Du Heng's existence, the three of them seemed even more nervous, especially Du Qingheng.

"How about today?" Du Heng raised his eyebrows and took a sip of the tea on the table.

Du Qingheng stiffened and looked at Du Heng, "The position of the princess, the emperor said to keep it first, and has not chosen anyone."

"Keep it?" Du Heng, who was leaning on the chair, sat upright, "Why keep it?" He looked at Du Qingheng with dissatisfaction in his eyes. In his opinion, Du Qingheng will lose the election because of her own misconduct.

"Daddy, the prince said that the country is not peaceful, so I kept it. This position must belong to the second sister. Except for the second sister, no one else would like it very much today." Du Qingyao helped explain.

Du Heng's eyes fell on Du Qingyao. Seeing Du Qingyao dressed up so beautifully, he raised his brows, "You rarely dress like this."

Du Qingyao has always liked extravagance, but today she is dressed in plain clothes.

Du Qingheng looked at Du Qingyao with a hint of murder in his eyes. That position, although she was a concubine, she still minded.

"Today I accompanied my second sister into the palace." Du Qingyao lowered her head, not daring to look at Du Qingheng's eyes.

"So that's the case." Du Heng suddenly realized that Du Qingheng was gorgeous and outstanding. If Du Qingyao dressed up like that, I'm afraid it would be laughable and generous.

"Master, our third young lady has been selected as the side concubine." At this time, Du Qingyao said to Du Heng.

Suddenly, Song Qingyu and Du Qingheng's fierce eyes met Du Qingyao, and Qing Wei swallowed.

"Side concubine? Good!" Du Heng's eyes lit up.

"Master, the eldest lady is outside." A small servant reported. Du Heng glanced at the person standing outside the door, "Come in."

Du Xuechun was generous, walked in slowly, gave a gift first, and said, "Congratulations to father and mother, all wishes come true."

"Oh? Whatever your wishes come true?" Du Heng's expression sank. Today they think that they want Du Qingheng to elect the princess. They didn't even do this, so how come their wishes come true.

"Yes, someone from the mother's courtyard just now said that we would come and have fun together." Du Xuechun smiled.