Rotten Terrier

Mu Qingchen's head hurts, especially Tian Ling Gai, which seems to have been smashed into eight petals by some heavy object.

The hands and feet are also sick, sore and sore, and even if I try to move, I feel pain like my tendons.

This feeling is very familiar, exactly the same as after being struck by lightning last time.

Grandma's, won't be struck by lightning again... Probably not, she remembered that the lightning split, hit the east side hall of Fangfei Palace, set up a big fire, and then the roof collapsed.

At the moment when countless glazed tiles hit her, she heard Chang Shu calling her, her voice hysterical and desperate. At the same time, her eyes became dark and she was unconscious.

"Princess, the horse seems to be waking up." Lin Yuan said in surprise, and stretched out his hand to pull out the silver needle stuck in Mu Qingchen Shuigou acupoint, and stepped aside.

With tears hanging from the corners of Chang Shu's eyes, he leaned over to Mu Qingchen: "Qing Chen, Qing Chen."

Lin Yuan comforted her: "The princess stays safe, don't worry, the Maji people have their own..."

"woke up."

Mu Qingchen's eyes rolled and turned, and it took a long time to open his eyes slightly. After seeing Chang Shu's anxious expression, his first thought was that my daughter-in-law was really good-looking, and the second thought was why I am here?

What he asked was another question: "Where is the old eunuch?"

She remembered that the old **** was by her side when the sky thunder struck, and if she hadn't ran away and separated from the old eunuch, he would have been chopped into coke.

Old... Eunuch?

Chang Shu blinked, unwilling to believe that the first thing Mu Qingchen thought of when she woke up was an eunuch.

Why, empathize, don’t fall in love?

She has taken care of Mu Qingchen for two days and two nights, but shouldn't the first sentence be "Shu'er, you have worked hard" or something?

"Jin Wuwei asked him to go for an interview." Although Chang Shu was frustrated, his voice was still gentle. Who made Mu Qingchen an injury? How can she do if she is not gentle.

These are the second things, what worries her most is Mu Qingchen's... brain.

She had had enough of the previous two months. Now that the roof collapsed, Mu Qingchen hurt her head again... His condition is very likely to get worse...

The thought of this made her very sad.

Mu Qingchen nodded, and Chang Shu sat up with his waist supported. Aunt Chuyue on the side took a pillow cushion behind her, poured a glass of water to her lips, waited for her to drink, accidentally spilled a few drops and hit the neckline.

Chang Shu hurriedly wiped it with Jinpa, caressed her heart over and over again with her hand, and went in for her: "Drink slowly, do you want it?"

Mu Qingchen was all vain and weak. After drinking a glass of water, he became limp. He shook his head and said, "No...no more."

"The husband-horse woke up unexpectedly, indicating that there is no serious problem. The Weichen rushed to return to the queen mother and the emperor, and then retired." Lin Yuan sighed in relief and backed out.

He retreated all the way to under the curtain and was stopped by Chang Shu.

"Lin Yuan," Chang Shu's tone fell for several beats, "Look, the brains of the prince..."

Lin Yuan smiled clearly: "The eldest princess needn't be too worried. In the opinion of the ministers, being trapped in the fire scene this time is not necessarily harmful to the consort."

The so-called layman sees the excitement and the insider sees the doorway, Lin Yuan is more proficient than Chang Shu. Mu Qingchen woke up last time, apparently from the past, with a murderous look and full of defensiveness. But if you look closely, you'll find that it's a bit... idiotic.

Although it looked weak this time, his eyes were clear and his speech was well-organized.

There is a kind of method of "attack poison with poison" in medicine, and Mu Qingchen will be in a big trouble again, and he might have complied with these four words.

"What does this mean?"

Lin Yuan said unpredictably: "The princess will naturally understand later that the cohort will be healed after waking up in a few hours. On the contrary, it is you who take care of the cohort without sleep, which hurts vitality."

He looked down, dazzling her belly.

"During this period, I'm bothering you!" Chang Shu knew his deep intentions, so he avoided answering, covering his belly with both palms. Suddenly, there was a little feeling in his heart.

Sweet and bitter.

Speaking of only two months, she actually felt that it was as long as twenty years.

Emotions are easily contagious, and Lin Yuan feels sentimental together: "The eldest princess is serious about the matter of loyalty and loyalty to the monarch."

He bid farewell again, lifted the curtain and crossed the threshold.

The sky washed by the rain was clear and clean, without wind and clouds, and the air was as refreshing as to wash the limbs of a person. On a whim, Lin Yuan took a deep breath and inhaled it into his heart and lungs.

He sighed and said, ah, it will be fine after rain, and it will be fine after rain!

The fire in Fangfei Hall was rainy at times, and it was not difficult to control. It just spread along the wind to the north and burned to the penthouses of Langwu and the main hall.

It made the place a mess and mist.

The burning place was suddenly black, leaving a coke-like frame. Chang Yuan looked very upset, and had to deal with the **** and Jin Wuwei who came to deal with the matter.

The most urgent thing is to rebuild the burnt down half of the Fangfei Palace?

A gust of mountain breeze came, and there was no way to stop it.

Therefore, Vantage ordered Chang Yuan and Yi Xiaobai to move to Ruyi Hall, and the four princesses who lived with them moved to Lankangzhai.

Mu Qingchen, who was still "suffering from illness and pain", didn't know the above things at all. He lay leisurely in the Grand Master's chair, swaying to and fro, occasionally opening his mouth to eat a grape peeled by Chang Shu, right. There are also lychees, the flesh of which is full and crystal clear, and it is as white as glutinous rice dumplings.

With a light bite, the juice overflowed to the tip of the tongue with a chuckle. It was sweet and delicious, but ordinary people did not have this taste.

Transporting lychees is quite troublesome. It requires a quick horse and whip from Shu, one station after another, one horse after another, and it is land and water. It can’t stop for a moment, so that the delivery to Beiming Mountain is still fresh. Boom!

It is exclusive to Vantage and the Queen Mother.

They were happy that Chang Shu was pregnant, and they missed the emperor's grandson in her belly, and they all sent lychees to the Ruyi Hall to comfort Chang Shu's hard work.

As a result... all fell into Mu Qingchen's mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Chang Shu laughed with her, her hands kept moving, peeling another one and handing it up.

Mu·Gauze·Qing Chen opened his mouth and responded with a smile: "The princess did a good job, just keep up, otherwise..." When I can get down to the ground, let's see how I can avenge your revenge for insulting me over the past two months. .

Chang Shu reluctantly put on an obedient look: "Yes, I will, thank you for your old teachings."

Mu Qingchen didn't care about the yin and yang in her words, and took out the booklet in her arms.

It also includes what Chang Shu has done recently, such as rolling her eyes on which month and day for whatever reason; kicking her out of bed twice on which month and day, slandering her and not doing it; which month and day ordering her to wear a chrysanthemum dress The water ghost scared her.

"I think of another one, on X, X, X, pretending to be the Lord and visiting the brothel, there is a loss of virtue!" Mu Qingchen added a few words with Xiaolanghao, and blew the ink.

"This palace doesn't recognize this! It's you who sneaked out of the palace to visit the brothel without telling it. This palace is going to catch you. It's your virtue." Chang Shu handed the fruit plate on her lap to Aunt Chuyue , Flushed with anger, and fought **** reason.

"Catch the thief and catch the loot, have you caught me in the brothel?"

Chang Shujing choked, panting and replied, "...no."

"Then it's over! On the contrary, it's you. You know Huaci will accompany you if you spend money on it!"

"It's just pastime in this palace."

"Look, you see, admit it!"

"nonsense……"

"If you quibble, add one more class!" Mu Qingchen raised an eyebrow and provoked.

Chang·Chili·Shu upholds the truth that heroes don’t eat the shortcomings in front of him, and he immediately acknowledged it, and suddenly something sounded, and his stomach was stiff: "I'm pregnant, gold is very expensive, I want to settle accounts? Oh, wait until next year!"

"Courageous fat..."

"I will try if you are fierce, I have to ask my father to be the master!" She preemptively took the lychee and sent

Throw it to Mu Qingchen like a vent, "Strip yourself!"

Mu Qingchen was shocked, what do you mean? Rebellion? Turn over the serf to sing? She turned her head and stared at Chang Shu's away figure, and shouted unconvincedly: "Bring me back!"

"Go back to you!" Chang Shu's curse floated far away.

Ouch~ Ouch~

Mu Qingchen had a heartache, but after two months of illness, the wife had already ridden her head and moved the emperor Lao Tzu out. Doesn't it mean to step on her in the mud when the child is born?

Then she is still alive!

no! Absolutely not! The glory of "tiger butt" must be earned back.

She fell to the ground with the help of the maidservant, trying to catch up and continue to argue with Chang Shu.

Just standing still, there was a noise coming from outside the door.

Yi Xiaobai-collar filed in with a bunch of minions and maids and moved in several large boxes.

"Chenchen, I'm here!"

Mu Qingchen's face was green: "Close the door and let the dog go!"

"Chenchen, do you eat the new mint leaves?" Yi Xiaobai said diligently.

"go away."

"Dust, I'll hammer your legs."

"go away."

"Chenchen, you are so unfeeling." Yi Xiaobai slid like a puppy with drooping ears.

Mu Qingchen had an injury on his head and became dizzy when he got angry. He had to gritted his teeth and scolded her: "I'm going to the brothel by myself. I won't help you cover it."

"You have helped me so many times, not more this time, not more time this time." Yi Xiaobai Xiaozhi moved his emotions and reasoned, "We are all poor people who work as horsemen, so help each other out. Come too. Chongxing Palace has been so long, we have never been out once."

Not far away, Chang Shu was making a female red with an embroidered stretch, threading needles and threading, happily. But her dark eyes rolled around, showing her absent-mindedness, and her body tilted slightly towards Mu Qingchen, as if eavesdropping on them.

Chang Yuan handed the golden scissors forward and cut the embroidery thread under her needle.

Questioningly: "Emperor sister, have you overheard it?"

Listening to her husband's talk, as to whether to "steal", Chang Shu couldn't help but blame Chang Yuan, put one hand on her mouth, and listened again.

It took a long time to sit up and say: "The distance is too far to hear clearly."

Chang Yuan: "..."

"However, I heard them mention... Brothel."

"!!!"