Rotten Terrier

Abuse, this is naked abuse.

Mu Qingchen took the clothes and entered the green silk screen. The little palace maid who had just held her clothes was afraid that the inside was dark, took a wall lamp and sent it in, then hurriedly withdrew, turning his back and hanging his head and arms. There is also a black gauze sweater.

Chang Shu stretched out his hand and took a look at the eight-treasure hairpin, and said softly, "Just this one."

She raised her arm, plunged it into the flowing cloud bun, and slowly pushed in from the right. Then he got up and stopped in front of the screen.

The maidservant knew, and before she ordered, she held the black gauze shirt.

When Mu Qingchen came out, she saw Chang Shu smiling and waiting for herself: "This one must also be worn."

"It's too hot."

"The clothes are very light and don't get in the way."

She saw exactly what Mu Qingchen did. She saw her take out the black gauze shirt and threw it to the end of the bed. Fortunately, the maidservant Xiaogong was alert, taking it back to her hand when she was not prepared, but didn't dare to let her wear it. , Resting on his arms, there was nothing to say.

"you…"

Mu Qingchen slandered and looked around, as if he had figured out something-he must have hated the matter of neglecting her last night.

How can the wife and wife's room be put on the table? Mu Qingchen couldn't swallow it, but also had to swallow it.

The smile on Chang Shu's face gradually deepened, but his eyes were murderous, as if saying, "If you dare not follow, my palace will chop you into mashed meat."

In other words, Chang Shu didn’t do anything to her. Six years ago in Pingkangfang, a menacing sword chased her in the Luanfeng Tower and stabbed all the tables and chairs, causing the government of Mu to pay a lot. money.

I wouldn't know that she was the eldest princess. I just thought that she must be an extraordinary person. Otherwise, it was obvious that she had tossed Luanfeng Tower into a mist, and why it was the Mu family who lost the money.

Since then, all the people in Imperial Capital have known that the cruel Mu Qingchen encountered a hard stubble and hid when he saw others.

"Clear and wear," Mu Qingchen didn't want to remember this past event the last time, two steps forward, spreading his arms, and beckoning Chang Shu to dress her.

She has just such a sense of superiority. The princess has been waiting for her to dress for five years.

"Wear it by yourself." Chang Shu took advantage of her sway and put her clothes on her head.

With a piece of clothing on his head, Mu Qingchen was in a state of embarrassment, stuck there blankly, not knowing how to react. Chang Shu could be regarded as letting out a sigh of anger, covering her mouth with a trembling smile.

The maids beside him also rarely saw Mu Qingchen deflated, and followed Chang Shu, giggling.

That's how Yingdian is, grand and grand, how come the local tyrants come. To put it bluntly, what you want is the scenery.

Vantage wears a red dress, but the color is dark. There are complicated gold embroidery on the chest and arms. The whole person is full of majesty in the vulgarity. The two temperaments are neutral, let alone, it really brings a point of 95% Respectful style.

He stood above Dan, the square in front of him was Manchu civil and military, and behind him were the palace empresses and princes and princes.

Mu Qingchen and Yi Xiaobai hid behind Chang Shu and Changyu, yawning constantly.

Mu Qingchen was bored, leaning against Yi Xiaobai with his shoulders, and asked, "What time is it?"

Yi Xiaobai stretched his neck, crossed the top of Chang Yuan’s hair, took out a round amethyst from his sleeve and stuck it to his eyes, stared at the sundial in the center of the square and said, “The time has come. The Turkic Khan should be here. Hey, you hear the noise outside grow louder and louder, you think you are getting closer."

"Where did you collect the good things, you can see the time clearly from so far away from the sundial?" Mu Qingchen was indifferent to external affairs, and his eyes fell on the purple things in her hands.

"Thousands of miles away. The name is Niu, I took it," Yi Xiaobai said mysteriously, "Yesterday I went to the West Market Wharf to pick up my merchant ship, and I met a camel caravan. They were all from Daqin and wanted to trade things for merchant ships. Spices on the table. How can they get into my eyes, but..."

Yi Xiaobai looked at Vantage through the gap to make sure that his old husband did not notice their movement: "However, the head of the team later caught up to me and took out this amethyst from his arms and gave it to me. Not bad. It's fun." She flipped the crystal to the left and right, showing it prominently.

"Let me see." Mu Qingchen spread his hand, but saw Yi Xiaobai's baby very much, and shook his head to survive.

She is coming, and she is going to grab it.

"Mu Qingchen!" Chang Shu turned around and whispered at her.

Really, just one sentence and two sentences, but three sentences and four sentences must be followed. There is no end to the trouble, regardless of the occasion?

Mu Qingchen and Chang Shu looked at each other in a jealous look, knowing that he was wrong, and standing with his knees together, cleverly standing. His eyes were bright, against the blue sky and white clouds, and he looked pure and harmless.

Her Royal Highness finally stopped, glared at her, turned her head, and continued to wait dry and long.

In the end, Chang Yuan stretched his hands back, his palms seemed to have long eyes, and he placed them impartially on Yi Xiaobai's arms, and, apart from anything else, he just twisted it fiercely.

The pain was so painful that Xiaobai's face turned pale, so he nearly rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Yuan'er, I know I was wrong, I know it, and I won't talk anymore." Yi Xiaobai held her wrist bone and whispered for mercy.

Mu Qingchen sighed, and said to her heart, both are wives, so why is the gap so big?

You must know that her family Changshu has never done anything to her except for the time when he cut her with the sword six years ago. She was very gentle.

When my mind was wandering and I was emptied, I suddenly remembered what Yi Xiaobai had just said in his mind.

West Market?

pier?

By the way, the Ministry of Engineering was widening the canal leading there a few days ago. Was Lin Pinru looking for Du Fengchun, the Shangshu from the Ministry of Engineering, for this?

As the sky entered the night, cicadas rang suddenly.

Inside the Lou Ming Xuan.

The laughter, arrogance, and the hustle and bustle of the sky exaggerated a sense of wealth and joy.

Vantage and Ta'attu showed a lot of drunkenness, their faces flushed with wine, and their bodies swayed, so that even the dancers in the center of the Yantai could not see them clearly.

The sixth prince Chang Sheng couldn't sit still, and moved to Mu Qingchen's side and pulled her sleeves: "Bachelor, Bachelor, Chang Sheng hasn't seen you for a long time, I miss you tightly."

"Didn't you miss your emperor sister?" Chang Shu crossed Mu Qingchen, stretched out a finger, and nodded his forehead.

He is only fourteen years old, his childishness has not escaped, and he has not been crowned king. Now he is trapped in Hongwenguan every day to study, and his life is very depressing.

If Ruo Mu Qingchen responded to Mao in Hongwen Hall, he could still play tricks with her, begging her to bring two crickets for himself, and accompany him in a fight by the way.

"The emperor only asks about my homework all day long, and she doesn't play with me. How good is the bachelor, and she also accompanies me to fight crickets..."

"Ahem!" Mu Qingchen winked at him.

Chang Sheng secretly scolded himself for saying the wrong thing, and closed his mouth hurriedly, worried that Chang Shu would scold him.

"You accompany him to fight the crickets?" Chang Shu's eyebrows were filled with uncontrollable anger.

Not only that, I also took him to play Teju and gambling on Shuanglu, Mu Qingchen thought so in his heart, but what he said was another meaning: "Just once, let him relieve the boredom."

"Are you a three-year-old kid in this palace? You can get confused by just a few words!"

Chuyue's aunt heard Chang Shu's bad tone, stopped her hand that wanted to pour the wine, and returned to her original position.

"Not that serious."

"Mu Qingchen, you can't understand your virtues in this palace. You must dare to lead Chang Sheng to damage, and see if this palace does not treat you..."

"Stop me?" Mu Qingchen provoke her.

I don't even know how to let me. Chang Shuxin said. Wu Zi picked up the wine glass and drank it in one fell swoop. The spicy and fragrant wine made her cough.

"Hey," Mu Qingchen sighed heavily, patted her back smoothly, but was pushed by Chang Shu.

"You don't need to be hypocritical."

"Shu'er, you are in a bad mood today, and I can be considerate." If you count it down, there have been three fires in one day. "The loss of sugar alcohol... is an accident, but it has already happened. We should be sad. Come out and comfort the sugar alcohol in the spirit of heaven."

"My house is in a bad mood, it's not because of you!"

"Yes!" Mu Qingchen retracted his hand, clutching the hem of his knees tightly, and said sadly, "I blame my stomach for failing to live up to my stomach, and I didn't protect her!"

Chang Shu: "..."

You are out of mind.

There are so many people at the moment, and she is afraid that Mu Qingchen will not stop talking, so she covered her mouth and let her silence.

Just shut up! Mu Qingchen was angry now, she was kindly comforted, but she didn't want others to find her annoying, so she didn't even let her say anything. Breaking free of Chang Shu's shackles, he aggressively said: "Mothers rely on children to be expensive... This is true. If my child is gone, you treat me like this."

Oh, the most ruthless emperor...

Chang Shu opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but Mu Qingchen and her got upset, and a hip flask that fluttered his sleeves, flipped over the side of the table, with a pale face, childishly out of Lou Mingxuan.

Aunt Chuyue is a little anxious and wants to chase after her.

"Let her go, or go out and blow the hair," so as not to be confused, "I will go to coax her in a moment."

Lou Ming Xuan is the triple-floor building, and the left and right sides are Canggao Pavilion and Huling Pavilion.

Mu Qingchen went out to the right and stepped on a dozen stone steps to the Huling Pavilion.

The terrain here is high, you can have a sweeping view of the Tai Chi Palace, and the wind is still strong, so you can sober up while dissipating heat.

She leaned on a railing, took out a counter, beat Langan rhythmically, her voice was very small, not clear and not dull... She complained about Chang Shu in her heart.

"What a coincidence!" It was Tashan who heard her voice. Her long hair did not look like a woman from the Central Plains. In her hand, she jumped up, her pigtails were thrown in circles, "Yenjia has a narrow road."

"No, it's because I'm not good for the fleeting years." Mu Qingchen's tone was the same as hers, unfriendly, with a little sting.

"What is fleeting? Is this an idiom?" Tashan obviously didn't understand.

Mu Qingchen didn't care, turned around, and said to the opposite side, "There are people here, you can go to the Canggao Pavilion on the left."

Tashan put her hands around her chest: "Why should I go?"

"In the original sentence, first come first served!"

"Central Plains still has a saying, the host does whatever the guest! I am a guest from afar, you have to let me."

Mu Qingchen squinted his eyes in admiration, and praised her: "Your Chinese is not that bad, you will change your idiom."

"You know something simple," Tashan triumphed, pacing up to her, examining the wound on her face, "I thought a flowerpot killed you!"

"If you are smashed to death, you won't be here," Mu Qingchen pointed to the night sky with a calculator, "It should become a star hanging next to the moon."

Tashan found it strange: "Is there such a saying in the Central Plains? The dead will become stars in the sky."

Mu Qingchen's face suddenly became lonely, her eyes lowered and she didn't know what she was thinking, and she smiled sadly: "Yes, one of them... is called Mu Sugar Alcohol."

Tashan read the strange name: "Same last name as you, are they...your brothers and sisters?"

"No... it's my... daughter... she died the day before yesterday." Mu Qingchen confided in difficulty with her lips moving.