Rotten Terrier

Baofeng Pavilion is a pavilion nestled in a remote place. On average, I see the master once every three years. Chang Shu is this "one", so that the old **** sees her as if he met his mother.

Sleeping in the bed at night, I woke up with laughter several times. After that, I sat up and did nothing. I just meditated in my heart that the ancestors of his family heard his prayer and appeared, giving him a chance to stand up.

At this moment, it was even more serious. Three more masters came to see how luxurious their clothes were, how handsome they were, and how magnificent they were.

His no longer clear eyes burst out with a strange light.

Speaking of it, he was not assigned to the Taichongxing Palace at the beginning. He had also served the Niang Niang in the Imperial Palace in the early years. Because he was too greedy for money, the master Niang Niang was afraid that he would easily turn to the enemy's camp, so she came up with a way to drive him. Too Chongxing Palace.

Therefore, he has the experience of observing words and colors, and after more than ten breaths, he guessed the identities of the three newcomers.

The one on the left, a light blue round-neck and narrow-sleeved robe, embroidered with gold ingots on the chest and shoulders, and a pure white jade pendant of suet on the waist. Up and down, left and right are filled with the breath of the rich landlord. It must be the third son Ma Yixiaobai who came out of the imperial merchant's house.

The one in the middle, wearing a pink tunic, stood in the distance and looked like a bright cloud on the horizon. The eyelashes are thick, the bridge of the nose is high, the facial features are vaguely exotic, and the eyebrows are beautiful and compelling, especially the breeze bell on the wrist, I want to come to the three princesses.

As for the last one, it's a bit difficult to recognize... The appearance is good. I heard that the eldest princess's Ma Mu Qingchen is beautiful and indispensable, even if the lady in the palace is next to her, she will lose her color.

He is an old man who has lived for decades. He has dealt with too many people, and he can see his bones. The last one is unparalleled on the surface, but he has a bit of sand sculpture deep in his bones...

Uh... it doesn't match the rumors of the "Nineteen Bachelor" and "Tiger Butt" temperament.

But she yelled out, "I plan your ancestral grave". In this regard, it fits Mu Qingchen's characteristics quite well.

The old **** wondered, is this person Mu Qingchen?

Before he wanted to understand, the meteor rushed in front of him in stride, grabbed him by the neckline, and pressed him against the porch, his eyes were surly and ruthless "say hello to the eighteenth generation of your ancestors".

My mother! It's scary!

"Are you in charge of this?" Mu Qingchen asked in a deep voice, like a beast that was about to run wild.

The old **** is getting older and has no young people's aura in his mind, and is bluffed by her battle, and hasn't recovered for a long time: "...what?"

Pretend to be garlic! Mu Qingchen's face suddenly became grey clouds: "I don't think you can shed tears if you don't see the coffin!"

"……No……"

"I'll choke you to death!" Mu Qingchen flushed his eyes and pinched his neck with both hands.

The old eunuch's face was pale, his tongue half-overlayed, his eyes closed tightly, and he waited for the end of his life to come. Will it be terrifyingly ugly.

Regardless of him, no scary person is better than the one in front of him!

Between the lightning and flint, he came to a conclusion-this person is the demon Mu Qingchen! Didn't run away!

Then I felt my neck loosened and I could breathe again. Is this... dead? I scanned the things around my eyes and realized that there was no change at all. The palace walls were still so red and the glazed tiles were still so yellow. He still The **** without a handle.

No... not dead? not dead!

The old **** was ecstatic, his inner joy couldn't be suppressed, and he sighed that his life was so hard that he could escape from Mu Qingchen's claws.

Mu Qingchen is not a negotiator in everything, nor a good one. The only advantage is "doing one line and loving one line, drilling one line and doing one line well", saying that he is weak and must be weak at all times. This is the self-cultivation of the actor.

She had just pinched the person, before she tried hard, she began to interpret that she was weak and sick again, let go of her hand and took a step back, coughing frantically on her knees.

Yi Xiaobai and Chang Yuan didn't take their breath from the "pinching" scene, trembling half-step forward and backing away. Forget it, I don't want to sympathize with Qing Chen, lest her murderous heart will rise again, and they will be harmed.

The second floor. Hearing the noise, Chang Shu put aside the chilled scented tea and walked to the window, leaning forward and looking down.

I don't know if I don't see it, I'm shocked when I see it! She retracted like an electric shock, squatted to the ground against the wall, wrapped her hands around her knees, her glazed eyes were wide open, and her ears were erected alertly.

Aunt Chuyue noticed the strangeness, and asked why it was so, but saw her making a silent gesture, and then motioned her to squat down.

She shook her heart, guessing that Mu Qingchen was here, otherwise Chang Shu wouldn't be able to show the emperor to the point. The cat wore a skirt around her waist and moved to Chang Shu tremblingly.

The two of them looked like frightened children, avoiding punishment from their parents.

"Qing Chen...he coughed fiercely." Chang Shu suppressed her voice as much as possible.

Aunt Chuyue patted her on her arms and asked her not to worry too much.

But Chang Shu felt so distressed. He tentatively grabbed the edge of the window with both hands, and wanted to take a look, even though it was upstairs and downstairs.

"...Oops, I shouldn't get angry, my anger broke through the three acupuncture points I sealed, and the cold air forced Dantian! I...I'm dying!" Mu Qingchen desperately said.

Everyone in the yard: "???"

Chang Shu squatted back to the original place silently: My palace no longer feels distressed in an instant!

The old **** felt that Mu Qingchen seemed uncomfortable, and ran into the pavilion, took a quick brocade cushion and spread it on the stone steps, then helped her sit down, kneeled beside her, and fanned her with his sleeves.

As a result, Mu Qingchen was cool, and he became sweating profusely. This scene is called "repaying grievances with virtue" in literary terms. You want to kill me, but I don't care.

The other maidservants and eunuchs secretly gave him thumbs up. This method is brilliant!

Mu Qingchen steadied, spreading out his wet palms. The old **** agreed, crooked his mouth and reminded people to quickly show the peach blossom fan

Mu Qingchen held it in his palm, and then turned it over and looked at it. It was confirmed that it was Chang Shu's piece, and he asked indifferently, "Where did it come from?"

With Chang Shu's instructions, the old **** didn't dare to say, "It was a reward from Her Royal Highness Princess Long", and he babbled: "Yes...Yes, yes..."

It's been a long time and I haven't "yes" to come out.

Chang Yuan, who was a few steps away, was anxious: "I think you stole it. You dare to covet all the things from the emperor, you don't want to die."

Yi Xiaobai was afraid that Chang Yuan would be impatient, and persuaded: "Calm down, ask clearly before..."

Chang Yuan scratched her face: "First hit a few boards. If you still have a stiff mouth, drag them all to the Shen Xing Division!"

"No, no, your three princesses are forgiving!" The old **** knelt and walked to her feet, begging.

The minions on both sides were not idle, together with him, repeatedly screaming for mercy, crying and crying one after another, wave after wave.

Upstairs, Chang Shu, who listened to the whole process: A good sister in my palace, I have been pulling my palace's hind legs since I was a child! !

"Then you tell me, where did you get the peach blossom fan pendant?" Chang Yuan lowered his head, his eyebrows filled with irresistible majesty. It's a child of the heavenly family after all, so he's not angry with himself!

The old **** decisively chose to retreat: "...It was gifted to the minion by Mr. Lin Yuan, the head of the hospital. He and the minion are both from Liaodong. They are fellow villagers. Meeting in the palace will inevitably give birth to sympathy."

He lied, but it wasn't random nonsense, it was well thought out.

First, Lin Yuan came to Baofeng Pavilion every day. When he was bored, he chatted with Lin Yuan. I asked where I lived and where I was originally from. If Chang Yuan wants to verify, the basic information is not wrong.

Second, Lin Yuan is the head of the Imperial Hospital, his medical skills are second to none, and he is the most trusted by the masters, and he is always the imperial doctor who comes to Baofeng Pavilion, which shows that the princess is the most favored by him. Therefore, it is not surprising to reward him with a valuable item or two.

Third, the eldest princess came to Baofeng Pavilion quietly, except for them who were working in Baofeng Pavilion, as long as Aunt Chuyue and Lin Yuan knew about it. If Mu Qingchen confronted Lin Yuan, he could also hold onto the princess's mind and recognize those lies.

Ahaha, it's perfect!

The old **** admires himself too much, this kind of ingenuity and intellect is vainly trampled on him, the eunuch, changing to be a prince, it must be a material to win!

But what he didn't notice was that the plan seemed seamless on the surface, but there was actually a loophole-can Lin Yuan cooperate tacitly as expected?

It turns out that he will not!

The moment the old eunuch's voice knocked on the ground, he stepped into the ground of Baofeng Pavilion with his huge medicine chest on his back.

He suddenly raised his eyes and saw Mu Qingchen, the nightmare of life! He stared straight at him, as if he was going to eat him.

At the same time, there are dozens of minions in the courtyard, standing or kneeling, some with tears on their faces. By the way, the three princesses and the three horses are also there.

He stopped short short legs, wondering if he had gone in the wrong place, when Baofeng Pavilion had been so lively.

Chang Yuan didn't grind with him, but frowned and asked him: "Are you... from Liaodong?"

Lin Yuan nodded stupidly: "Hmm!"

"Have you ever given something to this old eunuch?" Chang Yuan pointed to the peach blossom fan pendant in Mu Qingchen's hand, and then pointed to the old eunuch.

Lin Yuan:...

He was standing next to the door lintel. Mu Qingchen was sitting under the porch. The distance between him was two or three feet. He couldn't see the objects in Mu Qingchen's hands. At most, he could see the pink jade pendant ears hanging over Mu. Dust's fingers swayed.

"The old **** said that you cherished him and gave him something."

Compassionate and sympathetic? And a eunuch?

Give him something? Still pink?

Lin Yuan: "!!!?"

He was a little confused, and looked at the old **** in a blink of an eye. His black eyes were melancholy and blurred, and there were crystal drops of water... full of affection.

Lin Yuan got goose bumps all over the place: Hey...

He is a man of his age, and this old **** has even thought about him, and still talks nonsense in front of the masters, slandering him as a token of love!

I don't recognize it!

He crawled to Chang Yuan, knelt down, and said angrily: "Please observe the three princesses, and the Weichen will be clean and self-conscious. You have nothing to do with the eunuch!"

adultery?

Old eunuch: "???"

Chang Shu: The development of the situation is beyond our expectation! !