Rotten Terrier

Eating haggis soup, teasing Xiao Wangcai, and in the mountains of the world, life can be described as a fast piston fairy.

Of course, Mu Qingchen didn't think so. She regarded Chang Shu as a broom star. As long as she appeared, she would be unlucky.

So he kept silent, watching Chang Shu and Yi Xiaobai quietly, "You are my best friend".

At the checkout, Chang Shu was reluctant to part with Xiao Wangcai, and looked at Mu Qingchen with goose bumps as if he was saying goodbye to his mother.

"Da Wangcai, don't you say goodbye to Xiao Wangcai?" Chang Shu came to provoke her again.

Mu Qingchen bared his teeth fiercely: "I want you to take care of it!"

After that, Chang Shu stopped calling her Mu Qingchen, only called Wangcai——

"Wangcai, will you come to the Imperial College tomorrow? I don't think you are very lame."

"Wangcai, I forgot to return the rolling pin to Mr. Mu. Let's find a chance to visit your house."

"Wangcai, what is your baby's name from now on? I think'Fuguier' is not bad, Mu Fuguier, it is similar to your nickname."

What kind of person is this! The face is thicker than the city wall! Mu Qingchen's temples bulged, violently violently.

When she was about to get angry, she suddenly remembered her father's instructions-the person in front of her should not offend. Suipi laughed and said without a smile: "Okay, what's your name? What's your name, oh oh oh oh oh."

Don't you resist? Boring. Chang Shu pursed her lips, lost the thought of teasing her, secretly said, this person... is still cute when angry.

She was taken aback by the thought.

cute?

Obviously she looks annoying from start to finish, she would think she is cute! ? It's weird.

There were a lot of people by the river, and Yi Xiaobai finally found a gap to squeeze in. His buttocks were flexible like a snake, arching left and right, arching a small open space for Chang Shu and Mu Qingchen.

Not to be missed. Mu Qingchen dragged his lame leg, holding Chang Shu's hand and stepping in.

Thousands of river lights continue into the sea, swaying and spinning downwards, like stars in the sky, vast and infinite.

Chang Shu couldn't help but sigh, as if being seduced by this wonderful sight, a strange light gleamed in her clear eyes. It's so beautiful, as bright as fireworks!

She used to place river lanterns in the palace. Together with the maids, the river lanterns were sparsely scattered on the surface of the water. How could it be as magnificent as it is today.

"Wangcai, look at it!" She shook Mu Qingchen's arm and pointed to the direction He Deng was going. Suddenly found that the raised hand was holding the other hand. The joints are distinct, well-proportioned and slender. They are warm and hot, but as hot as fresh potatoes.

Chang Shu quickly let go, her neck and cheeks visibly reddening.

Mu Qingchen put his hand on his waist and wiped it in disgust, and looked at Chang Shu obliquely. He was clasped tightly by the fingers of a Lord, it was terrible.

And the Lord also has a shy look...

"Hey," Mu Qingchen said with a warning, "Don't think too much of me, I'm already a member of the princess."

Speaking of the eldest princess Mu Qingchen, she wanted to smash her head to death on the south wall. If it weren't for the fear that the person in front of her admires her too much, he wouldn't use the word princess to crush her.

Chang Shu was ashamed and angry: "Hu... nonsense! When did you..." Is it my person?

I want to eat swan meat!

Mu Qingchen proudly said: "Woman, don't fall in love with me, I am destined to be the white moonlight you can't love."

Chang Shu: "..."

Yi Xiaobai pulled them down and lit the candle in the middle of the river lantern with the fire fold, and then handed the fire fold to Chang Shu. After Chang Shuyi painted the gourd, he handed it to Mu Qingchen.

The three looked at each other, read "One Two Three" together, and put the river lanterns on the surface of the water together, watching them slowly merge into the lights, drifting towards the unpredictable future...

Yi Xiaobai folded her hands together, nodding her head and closing her eyes.

"What are you...doing?

"Chang Shu asked her.

"Make a wish."

Mu Qingchen really wanted to push her into the water: "The river lantern is to mourn the dead relatives and ancestors, and to illuminate the way for them to give birth, what do you wish for!"

Yi Xiaobai opened one eye to look at her: "Oh, they don't make calculations."

Then learn to recite mantras from the goddess, and talk about it, from peace and prosperity in the world, to prosperity in the four seasons, to the wish that no one's heart will be separated...

Mu Qingchen and Chang Shu: "..."

The curfew was pushed back because it was the Midyear Festival.

But the people didn't dare to be too casual, and when the hour came, they all went home in twos and threes.

When returning from the same way, Yi Xiaobai asked Chang Shu where she lived, and if it was too far away, she could live in her house.

Chang Shu thanked him politely, and retorted: "Living in Bozhengfang, to the west of the Imperial Capital, it's not going in the way."

"Then you will pass Taipingfang when you go back!" Yi Xiaobai clapped his hands and said, "Mu Guogong's mansion is in Taipingfang. You can simply rest at Qingchen's house. There will be a curfew soon. You may not have time to go home. At that time, the gate will be closed, and you will be arrested by Wuhou."

Mu Qingchen: I want you to talk more!

"No trouble." Chang Shu waved her hand, pulling out a far-fetched smile.

This expression of neither embarrassment nor embarrassment fell to Mu Qingchen's naked disgust.

Ye Di, I can't look down on my Mu Guo Gong Mansion, right?

"Xiaobai is right. Everyone is classmate. How can I bear your suffering from Wuhou's sticks? Come home with me."

After saying this, and Yi Xiaobai winked, he framed Chang Shu into the Taipingfang.

After sending away Yi Xiaobai, Mu Qingchen finally realized what the slave girl's knees, bowing, bowing and ears were like.

His father performed these three words to the extreme, and he almost knelt on the ground and shouted Chang Shu's ancestor.

I still remember the day before yesterday that he was still teaching her to be "powerful and unyielding."

"Ms. Chang is coming here to make the house alive." Mu Guogong rubbed his hands awkwardly, and personally led the way with a lantern.

Jiahe heard from Mu Guogong that the princess Mu Ning went to the Imperial College under the alias of Changshu to inspect Mu Qingchen, but she did not expect to see a real person in a few days of the sun.

Pretty! The thief is beautiful! It is not only generous and decent, but also noble and elegant. What is commendable is that there is no shelf and it is very kind.

Recruiting Qingchen as a consort is really the one who is getting married!

"Miss Chang, I'm Qingchen's mother. She has a stubborn temper, so she didn't bother you."

Chang Shu nodded gently: "Qing Chen is very good, and I will accompany me to set off the river lantern tonight."

Put the river lights! !

The relationship develops quickly! !

Jiahe secretly delighted, it seems there is a show, I will be the eldest princess's mother-in-law soon! !

"If you don't mind, let Qingchen let you live in the bedroom at night, her room is the most spacious, warm in winter and cool in summer!"

"I can live in a guest room."

"No, no, let Qing Chen live there, she only deserves to live there."

Mu Qingchen, who had been far forgotten by them, was holding his half-wounded left leg, struggling forward in the dark night.

The slender shadow is sad...

Mu Qingchen's bedroom was much larger than Chang Shu had imagined. There was a square recess in the center of the house, with fresh mud on the bottom, white pebbles on the top, and a cluster of jasmine flowers.

Yuehui passed through the window lattice and sprinkled a layer of gauze on it, adding a layer of hazy beauty.

Mu Qingchen came uninvited, opened the door, and broke in carelessly.

Chang Shu shuddered in shock, and scolded her: "Why don't you knock on the door."

She was treated rudely for the first time, annoyed by offense and blasphemy.

"This is my bedroom, why should I knock on the door?" Mu Qingchen made a face and threw the tray in his hand on the table, "Supper, eat."

Chang Shu glanced at the bowl of meat soup,

Don't say, the belly is very hungry. I was in a hurry to leave the palace at night. I didn't use dinner. I just ate a bowl of lamb soup on the side of the road.

"I don't want to eat!" She forcibly endured the feeling of hunger, turned her face away, and said stiffly.

Mu Qingchen seemed to be waiting for her words, picked up the tray and walked out, unwilling to wait for a moment.

Chang Shu felt frustrated and blamed herself for being too stubborn. Mu Qingchen was already hard at feeding her with her lame legs. She was not grateful, but instead she blamed her.

"Wait..." She chased to the door and saw that Mu Qingchen had already reached the opposite side, along the root of the wall, turned into the backyard.

She paused in her eyes and lifted her heel up.

Following all the way to a secluded and run-down courtyard, he found Mu Qingchen sitting on the stone ladder in front of the small house, scooping the meat soup into his mouth, eating with relish.

For a supper, it's sneaky. Chang Shu blurted out what was in her mind.

Mu Qingchen held the spoon and looked at her: "You followed me...Isn't it for this bowl of meat soup? Didn't you say you don't want to eat it?" She guarded the bowl like a baby.

Chang Shu laughed at her petty, holding on to her clothes, sitting down next to her, and watching the deserted scene of the whole garden: "No one is robbing you, but you, who came here secretly...being a thief?"

Mu Qingchen's eyes flickered, please say: "...Don't tell me your parents?"

Chang Shu seemed to grasp her by the handle, resting her cheek with one hand, and poking her shoulder with the other, trying to say something to provoke her, but found that there was a faint sadness on her face, sad and helpless.

In early autumn, the night is quiet and silent.

Suddenly, Chang Shu felt warm in her heart, and cautiously raised her hand to pat the top of the hair of the people around her, gently and softly, giving her some comfort.

Mu Qingchen was generally bewildered, and the ghost and goddess spoke up: "Don't look at this yard in dilapidated conditions. The fence used to be filled with wild flowers and grasses, colorful and beautiful."

"Have you... lived here before?"

"Yeah." Mu Qingchen admired Chang Shu's insight, and unconsciously opened the chattering box. "At that time, my mother and I were two people, and life was very difficult."

"Mrs. Jiahe?" Chang Shu was a little surprised. How could Mrs. Mu Guozheng Fang live in such an unbearable place.

"She is not my mother. My mother is humble. She used to be a maid in the house. She was not spoiled. Fortunately, when I was six years old, she couldn't bear the hard work of the house and ran away with someone outside."

I see. Chang Shu is quite strange. Mrs. Mu has a hearty personality and Mrs. Jiahe has a passionate personality. Why did he raise Mu Qingchen into a small belly and a canthus. It turns out that he was abused since childhood and his human nature was distorted.

"Do you... miss your mother?"

"Occasionally, later than today." Mu Qingchen shrugged indifferently, "I don't know if she has had a good life these years, whether she is dead or alive... If it is the best to live, if you die, I will let her go. The lights are up, I wish her an early childcare, to be a good family member in the next life, and suffer less."

After speaking, the eyebrows bend beautifully, and Chang Shu's soft eyebrows are reflected in the clear and watery eyes.

Turning the conversation, he whispered: "...If you are a young man, you don't know how beautiful it is."