Rotten Terrier

Mu Qingchen went on a hunger strike and declared war on Chang Shu.

Right now, she was leaning on the railing and looking at the Hanshuang Pavilion, but her eyes were empty and vacant, like a walking dead, paralyzed there motionless.

Niu Juhua and Deshun guarded her outside the pavilion, in case she couldn't think about it, and committed suicide by throwing into the lake.

You must know that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess has spoken: It doesn't matter if she commits suicide. The key is that she cannot become a widow in this palace. Then she will have another child and she will be an "orphan and widow", her reputation is not very good.

Therefore, for the reputation of the princess, Niu Juhua and Deshun didn't even dare to blink their eyes while waiting for Mu Qingchen.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Qingchen moved. He took off his waist and counted the bag, shaking out the calculations inside.

"Bam," she broke one.

"Bat", broke another one.

Then the third, fourth, fifth...

Niu Juhua fixed her gaze on her, shook her head, and said distressedly: "It's over, I even break the calculations. It seems that I am abandoning myself and begging to die..."

Although Deshun has not been in the Long Princess Mansion for a long time, he has also heard that Mu Qingchen always likes to hang a bag of counting chips around his waist. When he encounters a problem, he uses it to make plans...

Thinking of this, his scalp tightened, like a stinging electric current running through his body.

"Punish...horse?" He whispered to Mu Qingchen.

Mu Qingchen had a sullen expression. After a long time, he moved his lips and uttered: "The world...not worth it!"

Don't read this sentence with only five words, but it speaks of the suffering and the sadness of the world, and it is also full of remembrance of the vicissitudes of the world. It can be said that the man listened to silence and the woman listened to tears.

And Chang Shu at this end had already eaten lunch and was about to take a nap.

"The weather is getting colder, princess, servant girl will add a thin blanket for you." Aunt Chuyue carried the thin blanket to the bed, and suddenly felt strange when she lifted the pillow.

This is... Mu Qingchen's pillow.

She took the pillow and turned it over a few times, and took out a few pieces of caramel wrapped in white cotton paper.

"Princess, look."

Chang Shu lowered her eyes, stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "She's a personal spirit, how can she go on a hunger strike!" The whole world is starving, and she Mu Qingchen will not treat herself half-point.

You see, I have been on a hunger strike for many days, and I haven't lost a tael of meat.

"Look for other corners, and see if there are other snacks." Chang Shu said casually, turning a few pages of the book when he took the head of the bed. It didn't take long for the table to be full of food found, densely packed.

Candied haws, bean crisps, tuckahoe cakes, candied winter melon, yogurt, asparagus...There are also red bean cornmeal pudding and crispy fried bean paste mochi.

What a balanced nutrition!

It seems that I can't take a nap today.

"Where is the husband?" Chang Shu calmly closed the book.

"In the frost pavilion on the frost pond." The maidservant replied.

"Very well, move all these foods there and throw them into the pool one by one in this palace!"

Several slim maidservants lined up in front of Mu Qingchen, each with a tray, and a pile of delicacies on the tray.

Mu Qingchen didn't look carefully, and waved his hand lazily: "Retreat, go back and tell you master, my husband is determined to die, and he won't be tempted by food."

"Puffing", a bunch of bright red candied haws flew over her head and smashed into the frost-containing pond.

All around suddenly fell into silence, only a group of crows flew past...

This is...what kind of routine? Mu Qingchen's eyes were surprised, and she was still a little blinded.

"Puffing", the other maid did a good job, picked up a piece of white crystal dragon beard candy from the plate, and flicked his hand lightly, and the dragon beard candy flew over Mu Qingchen's head and plunged into the frost-containing pool. , Didn't even blow a small blister.

The next thing to throw is the green sugar wax gourd, the yellow and orange tuckahoe cake, the black tortoise jelly...

Mu Qingchen recognized that these things were all she had hidden in the sleeping hall...

Chang Shu, the poisonous woman!

I'm determined to push her on the road to absolutes!

As a result, Mu Qingchen changed his strategy, from a hunger strike to overeating, eating six meals a day, big fish and meat, and the posture that he had to defeat the princess mansion on his own.

Chang Shu didn't care about it, even showing a scornful smile, heh, there is no king in the world, everything in the world belongs to the Chang family, how can you swallow it with one mouth.

"Give her to eat! Break her belly!" Chang Shu's eyes flashed with sly juniper.

In the night ten days later, Mu Qingchen suddenly had an unbearable abdominal pain and rushed to Xuantai Hospital Head Lin Yuan.

"It's just an accumulation of food!" Lin Yuan gave the answer after looking around and asking, "A bowl of medicine can be cured."

The opposite Chang Shu scooped a spoonful of rock sugar lily horseshoe soup into his mouth, and said casually: "No need to prescribe medicine, it hurts her to death!"

"...No way, no way, you want to open it!" Mu·Repentance·Qing Chen begged.

Turning his head to provoke Chang Shu, "The child is your amulet. I can't help you. When you give birth to her, I will return you ten times and one hundred times."

Chang Shu stuck his tongue out at her: "Slightly slightly..."

Lin Yuan:...

Frost is the last solar term in autumn and also heralds the arrival of winter.

The bad handsome Lin Pinru, the second prince Chang Fang and Yelu Ahongda were escorted to the Duliushu execution ground in Xishi on this day.

The excitement in the square is simply unprecedented, crowded with people, feet stomping, rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves are thrown at the prison wagon without money.

The sound and waves are also like surging ocean waves, beating on both sides of the strait, shaking the flags in front of the shops like sheep mad.

There is no way, who will kill the big people today, and there are also the princes of the two countries. It is a rare encounter in a century. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop. Don't look at it for nothing.

Mu Qingchen was drinking on the second floor of a winery at this time. In front of the windows were bad people in black clothes and black armor. Their wristbands were pierced, and their sharp arrows were all facing the execution platform.

The supervising officer has been seated after the case, and the three heads can be taken off with a single order.

Xiang Ziyi turned his back at the wine table, pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

"Master Mu, are you sure Yelvjie will come to save his son?"

Yelujie is Yelu Ahongda his father. Since Ahongda was arrested, he has been standing still, and there is no movement at all. The courtiers guessed that he had abandoned Ahongda and would never rescue him.

Mu Qingchen didn't think so, but he couldn't say one, two or three. He only used the word "intuition" as a perfunctory. She was Vantage’s counselor. In a few words, Vantage was also frightened and panicked. She said "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case". Besides, ambushing a wave of bad guys around the execution ground did not cause any loss.

Only then has the view of the moment.

"I don't know." Mu Qingchen peeled the flowers, rubbed the red skin and threw it up, then took it with his mouth... Yeah, he didn't catch it.

The peanut hit the ground and rolled forward.

Knowing that Mu Qingchen didn't want to see him, Xiang Ziyi no longer asked to be bored. He stuck his upper body out of the window, looked down at the bustling crowd, and looked for a goal in it.

"Are there any enemies?" he asked.

"Sir, not yet." A bad person replied in a short but powerful voice.

Emperor Jing was originally a mixed race, Persia, Daqin, Java, Silla... everywhere. Tall and short, blue eyes and black eyes, straight hair and curly hair...the mixture of people from various countries can make them look different. If the enemy has the intention to hide, he can put on clothes and hats from other countries, and the difficulty of finding it can be imagined.

On the side of the execution ground, the urging drum "dong dong" rang, meaning "three quarters after noon, when the hour comes, the sentence must be executed immediately."

The inspector looked around and found that the atmosphere was no different. He was puzzled. No one came to intercept the prisoner. Am I to chop or not to chop? Do you want to wait no more?

His aftermath flashed and gleamed, and he glanced at the winery diagonally to the right, seeming to be seeking the opinions of these bad guys.

Xiang Ziyi understood the look in the officer's eyes, and asked Mu Qingchen: "The hour has come, and the enemy hasn't appeared. Should I cut it or not?"

Mu Qingchen shook the wine glass, handed it to his lips and took a sip: "Cut, of course."

She said lightly, the content of the words seemed to have nothing to do with human life, and it was more like bargaining for a cabbage and a hawker.

After receiving the secret signal from Xiang Ziyi, the supervising officer dropped his hovering heart steadily, threw the superintendent card, and said "cut" sharply.

The executioner got the order, drank a full glass of strong wine, spit on the surface of the knife, then steadily took a stance, and raised the knife high.

The audience held their breath for an instant, the courage tightly covered their eyes, and asked the others "have their heads fallen? Have they fallen?"

"The kid is daddy--"

A stern cry suddenly exploded, and this exciting moment was spared.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a handsome young man in a white dress and a white scarf with a tall belly. This person is not Qingxia and who is.

He burst into tears, desperately trying to climb to the execution platform, but was stopped by Jin Wuwei: "You can go with ease. I will give birth to the child and leave you with the Lin family."

Lin Pinru was very moved: "It's called Yida! I named my child Yida!"

A long way apart, Mu Qingchen was stunned to hear their conversation clearly: Yida? What kind of **** name is not as good as my "Mu Sugar Alcohol", it's really awkward.

At this moment, several masked men suddenly jumped up from the crowd, either holding long swords or holding machetes. They all did so lightly, with their toes touching the heads of the people, jumping all the way, and after a few strokes of effort, they fell on the execution platform.

Xiang Ziyi was annoyed by his distraction, his neck flushed, and he said fiercely: "Fill the arrow!"

□□ Short arrows burst out of the air when the strings are played, and the arrow curtain formed is like a dark cloud.

Mu Qingchen shook the empty jug: "Xiao Si changes the jug and wants mulberry wine."

She yelled a few times and no one responded, thinking that the young man was slacking off to the execution ground to watch the excitement, and she muttered dissatisfiedly and blinked slowly.

...No, something happened!

"Xiang Ziyi, we are exposed!!"