Rotten Terrier

Chang Shu felt that Mu Qingchen was very hopeless. The wall was not high, but it was more than ten feet high. If he fell off, he would suffer a little skin trauma at most. -

But it was a little funny when she saw her trembling.

"How did you get up?"

Mu Qingchen complained repeatedly, "I don't know! It's probably because of water in my head!"

She and Chang Shu have been mediating for a while, and her heart can't help but feel angry: "Don't tease me anymore, hurry up and find a ladder."

Chang Shu clenched a fist with his right hand, pressed it under his lips, walked to the wall and said jokingly: "I think you are fine on top, it is better than going down and causing trouble everywhere."

"Chang Shu! You have grown up, right?"

She seldom calls Chang Shu's boudoir name directly, which is a sign of anger.

Chang Shu didn't tease her anymore, and showed light work, prancing like a breeze, gently and skillfully falling to her side, looking at her condescendingly.

After slowing down, he stretched out a hand to her, with slender fingers, white and transparent like pearls, which reminded people of the flying snow in winter.

"Give me your hand." Chang Shu's pupils wafted tenderly, and the white pleated skirt was flying in the breeze like a fairy.

Mu Qingchen, who was lying on the four corners of the wall, raised his head strenuously, and said in embarrassment:

"You look good in white. I haven't seen you in white for a long time."

"Greasy mouth and tongue." Chang Shu's cheeks were red, and he squatted down and held her wrist, gently brought her to the ground.

The steady touch under his feet made Mu Qingchen very sure, taking a deep breath of contentment, and pressing Chang Shu's palm to his chest.

"Scared me."

"Deserve it!" Chang Shu earned, trying to withdraw her hand, "Let go."

"Don't let go."

"You..." she groaned for a while, "rascal."

Before she finished her words, Mu Qingchen got up even more rascal, threw herself into her arms, leaned over her shoulder, and groaned pitifully, like a wounded kitten that needed to be touched and comforted.

Chang Shu felt softer, raised her arms around her waist, and stroked her waistcoat over and over again.

"Look at you, like a child."

"Oh, you are not protecting me."

"Didn't this save you?" Chang Shu separated from her slightly, tapping her pouting mouth, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I'm not with you."

Then he laughed again, and said helplessly: "You, you are just obedient and obedient at this time, like a bully on weekdays."

After speaking, he was taken aback, took a step back, and looked up and down Mu Qingchen, with a hesitant expression: "Aren't you... amnesia?"

In the past few days, Mu Qingchen avoided her intentionally or unintentionally, as if very uncomfortable, but now he was nestled in her arms, acting like a coquettish and begging for a hug.

Uh…

Mu Qingchen was stunned for a moment, don't turn her face, stagger her gaze.

After thinking for a long time, he botched back: "This is the power of love, it is a panacea, and it has cured my pain!"

Chang Shu sneered, without answering, with a fierce look, grabbing Mu Qingchen by the collar and dragging her into the room...

Aunt Chuyue stood around the corner for a long time, seeing Chang Shu drag Mu Qingchen into the room, combined with the intimate embrace of the two before, and sighed that the princess worked so hard, maybe she will be pregnant next month. On it.

The maidservant behind the palace looked at the fruit plate in his hand: "Auntie, we can't send the grapes..."

"Give me something," Chuyue scolded her for being stupid, "a girl who has no eyesight."

The maidservant shrank her neck and agreed only to agree.

Cang Dang!

A shrill sound came out quickly from the room.

I heard that the aunt Chuyue and the maidservants had scalp tingling.

The maidservant said again: "Auntie, this is...this is..."

"No problem, no problem," Aunt Chuyue seemed to think of something, with a smile on her face, "You are young and don't understand the taste of that wife and wife."

Cang Dang!

There was another sound.

This time the maids heard clearly, it was the movement of the porcelain smashed to the ground.

"Auntie, why don't you go and see, but don't have any trouble..."

Aunt Chuyue calmly said: "Calm, calm."

Mu Qingchen was really tired, chasing after and beating Chang Shu in the room, now even struggling to breathe. She hid under the curtain, panting and arched her hand towards Chang Shu.

"Shu'er, calm down first..."

"My palace can't calm down!" Chang Shu's skin revealed a layer of red, and he picked up something and threw it at Mu Qingchen.

Mu Qingchen was short and easily avoided.

"Deportment! Shu'er, don't lose your deportment! You are Dahua's princess Mu Ning!"

"You are going to run away with someone, and my palace still cares about the demeanor of that Lao Shizi!" Is Tashan better, is it gentler than her? Is it more elegant than her? Are you more proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting than her?

"I know I can't tell you this!" Mu Qingchen regretted not having it in the first place.

"Then why are you saying it!" Isn't it good to fool me for a lifetime! Chang Shu threw another pillow away.

Mu Qingchen received it and hugged him: "You asked for it!"

She had to tell her what happened when she fell into the water. That said, she would have to "elope."

"I didn't mean it! At that time, my mind was not clear!"

Chang Shu stopped suddenly, as if she was wronged by the sky, tears rolled out involuntarily, and she whispered and said with a thick nasal sound: "If you don't have a clear mind, you will elope with Tashan. You like her so much."

Mu Qingchen: "..."

This is absolutely logical!

"My palace doesn't want to care about you anymore!" Chang Shu rushed into the bed, leaning on the quilt and crying, her shoulders trembled.

Mu Qingchen stepped forward timidly, put the pillow aside, and stroked the scattered hair from her temples.

Chang Shu opened her hand: "Where is the Turkic? The endless wild, barren and dangerous. Snow falls every August, and people will die when it rains. For her, you are willing to abandon your wealth and live the hard days that you can't see. ."

Mu Qingchen was very tired: "You really misunderstood."

"Shu'er, good Shu'er, let's stop making trouble."

"Who's making trouble? Are you disgusting that this palace is unreasonable for making trouble? Huh, Mu Qingchen will not give birth to a baby with you anymore."

Mu·One head and two big·Qingchen: "Okay, if you don't give birth, you don't give birth..."

"You really don't love me anymore," Chang Shu got up and pushed her, tears on her face, and the water was shiny, "I used to coax me to give birth, but now I don't want it anymore. You changed your mind!"

Mu Qingchen: "..."

I still don't talk anymore.

Seven days later, a crowd of horses and carts finally drove through the tower and stepped into the boundary of Kangzhou Mansion.

Chang Shu talked to Chang Yuan in the Qixiangbaoyuan, opened the driving curtain to look at the sky, and realized that it was not early, and there was a faint meaning of night, and the silver-gray moon was poking her head out of the clouds.

"It's actually this time." With a long voice, she accidentally met Mu Qingchen's eyes when she retracted her gaze, Qizheng looked at her expectantly, with a slight smile.

Want me to forgive you? Not!

Chang Shu didn't make any waves in her heart, gave her a stern look, and closed the car curtain.

Mu Qingchen immediately slumped into a ball, silently took out the letter paper he carried with him, drew a vertical line on the top with Xiaolanghao, and then counted carefully from top to bottom. A total of thirty-six "positive" characters. She picked up her fingertips and murmured in her mouth following that quack.

"Thirty-six'positive'... well, Shu'er has rolled my eyes 180 times in seven days."

Yeah, it broke the record of the previous year.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but wilt again, like an old tree withered and rotten, about to die.

The Yi Xiaobai next to him picked a handful of hay from nowhere, concentrated on making up, and did not disturb others for the first time. If anyone came up to talk to her, she would ignore it. It was really annoying to be annoyed, and she would scold the person twice. The whole person was weird.

"It's made up!" She smiled and raised her hand to the top of her head and waved it.

"Look at Chenchen, I have compiled it."

Mu Qingchen didn't bother to talk to her, and glanced at her perfunctorily, "You made up this cockroach for a whole day?"

Not to mention, the braid is pretty good, lively, the body is slightly lifted, like a kick can jump without a trace.

"This is a grasshopper! A grasshopper!" Yi Xiaobai retorted. Hu'er blushed her cheeks and shyly handed the grasshopper to her side. "Don't underestimate it, I specially compiled it for you..."

"For me?"

"Yeah." Yi Xiaobai nodded shyly, "Faithful token!"

Mu Qingchen: "..."

"Don't get me wrong, it's not this life, it's the next life," Yi Xiaobai said to himself, regardless of Mu Qingchen's stunned eyes, "I am the only one in my heart in this life, so I am destined to fail you. But it’s okay, I promise you the next life to repay your affection for me."

"...What do I have for you?" Mu Qingchen wanted to hit someone.

"Don't hide it," Yi Xiaobai poked her, "You don't even want your life to get me a pot of water..."

Mu Qingchen: "..."

"Chenchen, you put it away. In my next life, I will see a grasshopper as I see it today..."

Mu Qingchen shuddered, and got goose bumps: "Keep rolling, I will spend my next life with my Shuer."

Yi Xiaobai gritted her teeth and said nothing, then struck her neck and said distressedly: "I...may you marry her as a concubine!"

Bah, you are a concubine, and your whole family is a concubine.

Mu Qingchen couldn't bear it, grabbing her hair bun and pulling her scalp: "Don't call Lao Zi Chenchen anymore, or you will be pulled bald!"

Yi Xiaobai was in pain, pleading for mercy, tears filled the corners of his eyes, and the battle was quite big, attracting everyone's attention. Tashan was no exception, taking the opportunity to prune half of his body out of the window, casting a searching gaze at Mu Qingchen. They hadn't spoken for seven days, and I don't know if it was her illusion, but they always felt that Mu Qingchen was deliberately hiding from her.

"Mu Qingchen, do you dare to bully my Xiaobai!" Chang Yuan asked to stay in the car curtain, pointing to Mu Qingchen's nose and cursing, "Sister Huang, you have to call the shots for my Xiaobai."

Chang Shu, who was still in a cold war with Mu Qingchen, frowned: "Mu Qingchen, you are presumptuous! Father and grandmother are just ahead, let go!"

Really, it doesn't grow up.

Mu Qingchen turned a deaf ear, snatched the grasshopper, and handed it to them: "This servant covets my beauty, and also gives me a token of love, and wants me to stay and fly with her in the next life!"

Both Chang Shu and Chang Yuan were in disbelief. They looked at each other for a long time, and couldn't say a word.

After a long period of thought, he said in unison: "Kill her!!"