Rotten Terrier

Mu Qingchen understood that she couldn't walk or retreat now, so she could just stand on the spot.

After standing for about half a time, feeling tired again, his knees bend, and he hugged his arms and squatted to the ground.

His head was a little dizzy, probably because of the rain and cold. What's more unfortunate is that the wet clothes all stick to the skin, making the body uncomfortable.

Sie...

She sniffed and hugged herself tighter.

The old **** was confused, and wondered if the concubine's brain was missing a string. At this moment, the thunder was thundering so badly that she should find a place to hide quickly. She was fine, and squatted there without moving.

It's really a **** and man.

The rest of the minions were curious, chatting together and discussing. The old **** waved his hand impatiently: "Stop making noise, speak carefully. Leave it alone, there is a garden in front of you. Let's go to the pavilion to hide from the rain."

With that said, his eyes rolled around, and he decided to ask Mu Qingchen what's going on: "You go and wait for me first."

He dropped his voice, and the cat rushed out. The rain was so heavy that he couldn't open his eyes too much.

"Punma, what are you doing here? It's raining, thundering, and the minion will accompany you to find a place to hide."

Mu Qingchen was so happy when he saw the old eunuch, he always hoped that someone could help him when he was most helpless.

"I... can't move." Mu Qingchen said seriously.

The old **** was puzzled and couldn't move? Disabled... Disabled?

He buried his head and observed Mu Qingchen's legs, and made a decisive decision: "The servant will carry you on his back." He walked around in front of her, bowed his waist and said, "Please carry him immediately."

Mu Qingchen was so touched, he sighed that Lin Yuan had good eyes. Although this old **** looked plain, he was a bodhisattva.

"Let's go, I don't want to encumber you." Lightning is not a joke, and the sky spirit cover is numb when the sky is smashed.

"The consort was joking. The master's affairs are the slave's internal affairs. It is not involuntary or involuntary." The old **** repeated, "Please recite the concubine right away."

"You... are a rare good slave." Mu Qingchen was warm in his heart, looking up at the sky, feeling that the rain would not stop for a while, and she would not be able to squat like this for a while. It's better to let the old eunuch. Try it.

Thinking of this, he stood up, and jumped onto the back of the old **** with a sense of anxiety.

Boom...

It still doesn't seem to work.

Mu Qingchen wanted to cry without tears, and her mood was suddenly desolate. God will kill me.

She slid down smoothly like a noodle, and squatted back to where she was.

The old **** didn't know why, so he turned to look at her: "Punma, don't look at the minion's small stature, but great strength."

He thought Mu Qingchen was worried that he could not bear it.

"Go and find me an umbrella..." Mu Qingchen did not explain, but weakly ordered him, then lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Even if I can't leave, I can't be bullied by the rain for nothing."

The old **** took off the gauze hat that had eaten the rain, scratched his forehead, and decided to persuade him again: "The front... seems to be the queen dowager’s bedroom. The servant will accompany you to take shelter from the rain."

Mu Qingchen looked at him with faint resentment, and said in his heart, I would have passed if I could pass!

"... Then," the old **** felt murderous in her eyes, "minions go and borrow an umbrella from them, wait a moment."

He put on his hat and rushed into the rain, and within two steps, he saw a group of people hurried in his direction in the distance.

The rain was dense in the sky, and the old **** looked at them through the heavy rain curtain, feeling very vague, as if looking at a reflection in the water.

It wasn't until I got close that I heard the leader yelling and slamming: "Quickly give way!"

A dazzling bright yellow rushed into his eyes unexpectedly. The old **** hadn't seen Vantage for many years, but fortunately, he recognized the dress and hurriedly retreated to the root of the wall, knocking his head to the ground.

And Mu Qingchen on the other side

I was desperate at this time, and seriously suspected that I was guilty of Tai Sui this year! She didn't understand why so many palace roads didn't leave, why they chose this one.

Let her...how to be good!

I really responded to the phrase "The leak in the house happened to be rainy nights".

"I have seen Emperor Father." She kowtowed to Huadi to greet her.

Vantage was disturbed by the sudden rain, so he rushed to the bath to soak in the bath. After simply saying "free the ceremony and flat the body", he waited for Mu Qingchen to let him go.

Unexpectedly, she was motionless like a Buddha.

Vantage wiped the rain off his face, and said helplessly, "Chen'er, don't be courteous."

Mu Qingchen heard that Vantage was pushing her to give way, so he had to slowly and slowly get up. The whole process took a full cup of tea and taught everyone present what is "slow motion".

Vantage: "???"

The old **** couldn’t stand it anymore, he knelt for a while, and said with great courage: "The consort was soaked in the rain, and dizzyly disturbed the holy driver. Please forgive the emperor. The servant will help the consort to return to the Ruyi Temple to rest. ."

He held Mu Qingchen's arm, but she waved it away.

"Erchen retire." Mu Qingchen warned the old **** not to touch her with the light, hugged Vantage, and then resumed the kneeling posture of crawling on all fours in their puzzled eyes. It is worth mentioning that the posture this time is closer to a tortoise.

This is... ready to climb aside? Can't it be used directly?

Vantage had been kneeling for half his life, and for the first time encountered such a vicious blocking incident. I want to reprimand Mu Qingchen, but I feel wrong. Mu Qingchen is his nineteenth bachelor. He is unparalleled in wisdom. What he says and does is full of deep meaning. Don't bother rashly. Let's... take a look first.

What the old **** thought was: the handicapped concubine is so sad! But she deserves praise for her disabled spirit.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

With his encouragement, Mu Qingchen... still did not move.

To take a step is to die. Not letting the Tao belong to the following crime is also death. Hey, there is a dilemma.

"Chen'er!" Vantage sulked. Can the subtext be hurry up? Didn't you see your old man getting in the rain?

"Back...Father," Mu Qingchen intends to let Chang Shu take the blame, "Chen'er lied to you, I didn't catch the cold, but actually had a fight with the princess. The princess was not angry, so I was punished to stand here. I dare not move, so as not to annoy the princess again."

Say it early! Vantage was so angry that his face twitched, and he didn't want to deal with her. He said to make a detour, his tone was very impatient.

He has been emperor for almost 20 years, and it was others who made way for him, but now it’s better to fall into the hands of his son-in-law. If it were not for fear that the rain would hurt the dragon's body too much, he would have to play with Mu Qingchen, what is called "above ten thousand people" and "the Ninth Five-Year Lord". Inappropriate bastard!

Mu Qingchen heard that Vantage was angry, and obediently apologized. He watched his old man go away. Fortunately, he had escaped, and stood up with the arm of the old eunuch: "Thank you for helping me out."

"The minion can't afford your thanks, it should be..."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of thunder interrupted them...

The dazzling white light flashes continuously...

"The thunder is fierce, consort, let's not stand here..."

"...I'm afraid... it's too late..." Mu Qingchen showed horror and raised his finger to the dark cloud sky.

Those purple-blue flashing dots hovered in it, from far to near, in the blink of an eye, they reached the top of her head!

Chang Shu was still talking bad things about Mu Qingchen with the Queen Mother, saying that tiger poison would not eat children. She didn't think it was hard for her to have a baby in October, but Mu Qingchen wanted her to have an abortion.

The queen mother listened with gusto from beginning to end, as if listening to a play. From time to time, I still sip tea and eat a few snacks, just to clap my hands a few times.

Chang Shu: "..."

Is it really good for you to base your happiness on my pain?

Suddenly heard the gong beating outside

!

The gong sounded like a bean popping, hitting my heart one by one.

Immediately there was a shout: "It's gone! It's gone!"

Everyone looked horrified, walking in the rain on a rainy day?

Chang Shu took the lead: "I think it was caused by a lightning strike!"

Fires in the palace are not common, but they are not uncommon. There are most places where firewood is burnt in the dining room, and most of the other places are unintentional ignition, deliberate arson and lightning strikes.

"Aunt Chuyue, go and ask which palace is on fire."

Chuyue took the command, and just a few steps, a little **** stumbled in and fell in front of her, blocking the way: "Fangfei Palace East...The East Pei Palace was struck by lightning and the fire was fierce, please ask the queen mother and the eldest princess. Your Royal Highness moves quickly and takes shelter temporarily."

"No! That's Yuan'er's bedroom." The houses in the palace were connected, and everything was damaged. It was only a matter of time before the fire reached here. Chang Shu's backbone became stiff. "Mrs Gui, first **** the emperor's grandmother through the back door. "

"The princess, Muhu Ma... is also in Fangfei Palace." The little **** swallowed.

Chang Shu couldn't help shivering, and looked back suddenly.

"...Trapped in the fire..."

Fangfei Palace was purely harmed by Mu Qingchen.

Chang Yuan and Xiaobai encountered rain on the way back. They did not rush into the hall when they returned to the palace. They stood under the corridor. The messenger took two pieces of cloth to dust off the clothes. When they raised their eyebrows, they saw the wall A bolt of lightning struck down.

Kucha!

What's more unexpected is that the second and third lanes cut down in an orderly manner like a line.

Immediately, Mu Qingchen, the headless fly, broke in, and behind her **** was the lightning that was chasing her, Kucha Kucha.

Chang Yuan and Yi Xiaobai are quite eye-opening! With his mouth open enough to lay eggs, no one thought of rushing to save people.

......Even if you want to save, you have more than enough energy but not enough power-who can survive the thunder strike!

Mu Qingchen ran in the yard for a long time, got into the East Side Hall, and...

Then there is no more.

Lightning struck the roof, and the beams of the room burst into flames like they were splashed with fire oil. The fire raged, engulfing the surrounding eaves, and the falling sparks ignited flower windows, wooden tables, curtains...

Mu Qingchen dodged around inside, retreating all the way to the corner, remembering that his clothes were full of rain and would not be easily lit, so he hurriedly took off his coat to cover the top of his head, and then picked up the corner of his clothes to cover his mouth and nose to ensure smooth breathing.

The heat in the hall almost reached the boiling point, and the air was extremely scorching. She felt a piece of her eyebrows scorched off, so she raised her hand to touch it.

Click...

The roof made a strange noise, accompanied by a tendency to sink gradually.

Mu Qingchen lifted his robe, looked up, and suddenly saw a huge hole in the roof collapsed, glazed tiles leaning down like a flood, like a mountain torrent.

"Qingchen!" Chang Shu shouted hoarsely outside, and she wanted to rush in despite the obstacles, and was clinging to her aunt Chuyue and Chang Yuan.

"The other half of the roof is going to collapse, hurry up!" Jin Wuwei, who came to fight the fire, stepped forward and pulled them.