Rotten Terrier

The most beautiful moment of the day in Taichong Palace is early morning. At that time, the dew on the hibiscus tree is clear, and there are occasionally two unknown birds whispering softly. The rising sun was warm and mellow, and the golden light sprinkled on the mountains in the distance, as if putting a colorful dress on it.

Chang Shu likes it the most, so he wakes up early every day, and today he wakes up before dawn. For nothing else, it is for Mu Qingchen...

This fellow has never stopped since "pretending to be sick" last night. Sleeping is also tossing people, constantly coughing, and it is still a fake cough, the voice is dry and embarrassing, tortured Chang Shu out of goose bumps, no matter how good the temper is, I can't bear it.

So Chang Shu covered her ears and tossed and turned between the beds. After the 222nd tossing and turning, she finally reached the limit, suddenly lifted Mu Qingchen's quilt, and said angrily: Go to the penthouse to sleep!"

The penthouse is the nest shop of the palace ladies and eunuchs, how can Mu Qingchen go there.

She pulled back the quilt and retracted tremblingly, and replied slowly: "Don't lift my quilt. I have a cold. I'm afraid of the cold."

What can be cold on a hot day!

Chang Shu is now pregnant and has a good temper, but regardless of whether Mu Qingchen is really sick or pretending to be sick, he grabs her arm and insists on fighting with her: "Get up, hurry up!"

Mu Qingchen's body was limp because of "coming cold", like a piece of paper, he was easily lifted up by Chang Shu, and didn't even struggle.

"Go out, go out to this palace!" Chang Shu didn't take a step back from the enlightenment of the sky and the sky. With enough energy, she was bound to push Mu Qingchen out of bed. When she was not strong enough, she kicked her foot.

Seeing those feet, Mu Qingchen remembered being kicked out of bed a few hours ago, so he didn't delay and rolled out of the bed numbly.

When he landed, Fang Jue's scenery outside was confused, and the sky was still white.

She grievedly asked: "Should I really go to sleep in the penthouse?" There may be no place.

"Whatever you want, don't let my palace see you anymore, I will get angry when I see you!"

Speaking of belly...

Chang Shu instinctively reached out and touched it, thinking, don't get angry, don't get angry, so as not to hurt the child.

Just like this self-adjustment, just listen to Mu Qingchen's dying sentence--

"It's not bright yet, the cold in the mountains is still a bit heavy, it will make my bones cold..."

With a snap, Chang Shu threw out a quilt, which was just right on top of her head impartially, covering the very flat face.

"Then cover the quilt to avoid the cold!"

Before Mu Qingchen's sleepiness was relieved, he yawned, and walked away holding the quilt. After two steps, he turned back: "Give me the quilt, what do you do..."

"Okay."

Mu Qingchen is the master in the end, and the identity is there, how can he really go to the penthouse and mix with the minions.

I put on my clothes, wrapped the quilt and went out of the sleeping hall. I observed the Shiting in the yard. I guessed it would be bright in half an hour, so I sighed: "I still don't sleep, wait until dawn."

She rubbed her sour eye sockets, found a clean place on the stone ladder and sat down. In boredom, a gentle wind passed through the top of the hibiscus tree, and the white petals fell down.

Mu Qingchen began to count and counted, and found that a total of 21 petals had fallen.

I wonder how many people will lose their lives when the next wind blows through?

She gathered the quilt that slipped off her shoulders and waited quietly.

Before that, Chang Shu came out, silently, and said nothing, just sat down next to her. He held his face in his hand and looked up at the shining sky. A pair of phoenix eyes were crystal clear, reminiscent of the frost-containing pond in the princess mansion. Whenever the sun rises, it flashes like a handful of broken gold. Dazzling light.

Mu Qingchen turned his head and stared at her, couldn't help being a little silly, thinking she was so quiet and beautiful.

Chang Shu felt her gaze, stingingly buried her face in her knees, and said angrily: "I don't want to care about you!"

Mu Qingchen leaned up and bumped her, jokingly: "Then what did you do when you came out?"

It's not because of worrying about you!

"Watch the sunrise." Chang Shu was dubious.

"Coincidentally, I also watch the sunrise."

Chang Shu squeezed her mouth, despising her and said, "You are clearly counting petals, this palace just heard it."

Mu Qingchen shook his head frantically, and refused to admit it.

The corner of Chang Shu's mouth provoked a faint smile, and a sly light flashed under his eyes: "In that case..."

She dragged her voice for a long time, and then deliberately paused: "You can go to the roof with this palace!"

Immediately, his slender arms stretched, and Mu Qingchen was taken into his arms, and then he leaped up gently and skillfully, and landed firmly on the roof of Xieshan.

Everything happened too fast. Before Mu Qingchen could reply, she felt that her body was suddenly suspended, and the two hibiscus trees became two small dots. Then there was a crisp sound from under her feet, and she lowered her head in response. Saw the yellow glazed tiles.

Damn, I went on the roof.

Her height-fearing instinct swept through her body instantly, her legs and feet softened and her breath became uneven. She immediately closed her eyes and hugged Chang Shu without letting go.

Fortunately, the grace and elegance are still there: "You... you deliberately."

Knowing that she was afraid of heights, he brought her to the roof.

Chang Shu's face was full of complacency. He knocked off Mu Qingchen's paws around her waist and sat down on the ridge of the roof in time: "Didn't you say you want to watch the sunrise? Stand tall and see far."

Mu Qingchen couldn't leave her at this time, knelt down and crawled to her side tremblingly, slipping back into the familiar embrace, unable to survive.

The body temperature of the two slowly blended through the flimsy clothing. Chang Shu was full of contentment on her face, embraced her compassionately, but still stiffened: "Mu Qingchen, why did you say that my palace fell in love with you back then? ." Net annoying.

Mu Qingchen is unwilling to show weakness: "Because you are blind, I am unlucky!"

It was really unlucky. She insisted on the sick body to plan for Chang Sheng as the crown prince. There was no credit and hard work. Not only did Chang Shu not feel sorry for her, but also disliked her when she was sleeping and coughing, and drove her out of the room.

It's even too much right now, forcing her to go up to the roof and blow a cool breeze. Doesn't this mean that she will die of illness.

The most ruthless emperor's family, as soon as the two princes and one party were overthrown, they often couldn't wait to clear the door. That's right, after all, she knows too much...

"You!" Chang Shu's soft sentiment disappeared without a trace, and went to slap her paw again, this time with great strength, leaving five fingerprints in the slap.

Mu Qingchen suffered a lot of pain, and withdrew his hand pitifully, rubbing the fiery and painful cat's paw like a wounded kitten.

Belly slandered: Oh, woman, after I land safely, I will settle this account with you.

Now... Being able to bend and stretch is serious. Therefore, she spoiled Chang Shu for the first time: "People are afraid, so they want to hug~"

This sweet sound is quite charming at first, and I just can't stand it when I listen carefully. The main reason was that Chang Shu was used to her being cruel, and it was really uncomfortable to come out like this one at a time.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and moved to the other side.

Mu Qingchen: "..."

At the same time, a round of red sun rose slowly from behind the skyline, and thousands of rays of sunshine filled the sky, dyed red with the wet mist, and also warmed the gorgeous world and Chang Shujiao's face.

gorgeous. Mu Qingchen sighed.

She rolled her eyes slightly, took out a red candle from her arms, and lit it with a fire fold. The candlelight flickered for a while, looking like a lingering old dog.

This early morning was very peaceful, quietly all around, causing Chang Shu to calm down. She suppressed her temper and asked, "What do you do with candles?"

Mu Qingchen didn't rush to answer, she held the candle in her palm, as if she cherished it extraordinarily: "I'm getting cold into my body, and I will feel better if I have a fire."

Chang Shu: "!!!?"

I really should push you down and fall to death!

Two hours later, the entire palace was spreading the love story of "the princess and the horse watching the sunrise".

"Yeah, it's so romantic, Muhu Ma nestled in the arms of the eldest princess like a little daughter-in-law."

"She usually looks fierce, but she didn't expect to be so cute in front of the princess, and she was wrapped in a princess-colored quilt."

"What's more, I took a candle and made a wish to the morning sun!"

These words were passed into the ears of the Queen Mother, her old man was so angry that half of a bowl of porridge spilled out.

Click! She knocked the bowl and chopsticks hard.

Mother Gui thought she had no appetite, so she pushed aside the porcelain bowl and filled a bowl of soup for her.

"Queen dowager, you haven't eaten anything in the past few days, but the emperor is worried about it. You can eat more this morning."

"As soon as my palace thought of Mu Qingchen, he would not act... Hey, that's all, you can do it all for you!"

"It's done. There are seven imperial physicians who will be accompanying you this time. According to your instructions, all of them have been sent to the Ruyi Temple, and will come back to you immediately after the pulse is diagnosed for Muhu Ma."

The old lady nodded sadly.

To be honest, she asked herself that she hadn't taken the initiative to do anything in her life that was unreasonable. Even if there were, it was forced by the situation. You must know that the battle in the early years was quite fierce, and it was normal to take a few lives.

How many have you taken?

She was getting older and obsessed with nature, and she began to count her fingers carefully.

"Shunlong one in nine years."

"Two in Shunlong's twelve years, and two more in September of the same year."

"Three in the sixteenth year of Shunlong..."

"Jiasheng two years and three..."

Oops, I don’t know if I count them, I was shocked by the number, why so many people have been scammed!

The queen mother lost her appetite.

Oh, no wonder there is no great-grandson, it turns out that God is punishing her.

Think about it, just after the rebellion on the other end, there is another move on this end, is the possibility of leaving the great-grandson a little bit smaller...not what the punishment is!

In the Ruyi Hall, Mu Qingchen was still coughing.

However, he has mastered the essence, it is no longer the violent dry cough that the lungs must cough up, but a slight cough.

The specific performance is: the hand is clenched into a fist, and it is pressed under the lips, and it is gently knocked twice. After the chest cavity vibrates, it prompts the clothes to swing slightly, which makes the whole person very elegant.

This gives people the illusion that it seems serious, but it is not serious.

Of course, if you can take off the quilt wrapped around your body, it will look more elegant...

In her words, this is called "sick beauty."

Chang Shu leaned against the window, shaking the peach blossom fan one after another, and said in a strange way: "Yes, you are sick!!"

The kind that is terminally ill!

Mu Qingchen: "..."

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