Rotten Terrier

The maid-in-law is also considered to be an old man who is still in bed. On the night of listening to the room, she was a temporary monk. It was really the first time we saw her.

Her wrists trembled, and the palace lantern in her hand fell on the carpet. In the center of the carpet was painted "Nine Sheep Qitai", which means that the lucky stars are shining and everything goes smoothly.

But right now...it's not going well at all.

The little maidservant next to her was reckless, went down short, and picked up the lantern. She was awkward and awkward. The maid insulted her for being presumptuous. In this knot of bones, a little bit of movement might collide with Her Royal Highness. .

The air was anxious, and she secretly pulled the little palace maid’s sleeve and hid her behind her back.

At the same time, Chang Shu's voice without any warmth sounded above her head: "Mu Qingchen, this palace will give you time for a cup of tea. Take this clothes off, how far away you can throw it away!"

She had just come out of the bath, and her long, smooth hair stretched all over her shoulders, flowing down to her waist, exuding a layer of warm and moist luster.

She was really angry, opened her body and closed her eyes, adjusting her chaotic breathing.

Aunt Chuyue is Chang Shu's side. She has served Chang Shu for many years. She knows that she is reserved and refined. If she is really angry, it will be very difficult to coax. Eyes flickered in the bottom of his eyes, and a smile broke out: "Sister Ma, you have made a crooked idea to make the princess happy again, but this time, our princess won't buy it."

She found a step for Mu Qingchen down.

Persevering Mu Qingchen’s head that was struck by thunder did not buy it: "Aunt Chuyue, you don’t have to persuade you anymore. Every earthly world is fetters, and the world is full of desires. My soul is full of sin. If you let it continue. Sinking and depravity, I will never live beyond life... Please let me be free, let me purify my soul, find peace and relief... Eh, princess, Shuer, etc., wait... Self-respect, Shuer..."

Chang Shu grabbed Mu Qingchen by the neckline and dragged her in. The maids who were waiting on both sides shook their spirits. He was awake to lift the green silk curtains for them, and finally put them down quickly to cover the spring in the room. Inside.

Mu Qingchen was pushed into the bed, and in the next instant, Chang Shu's hot body was pressed down. She struggled, trying to avoid Chang Shu's soft and delicate kiss.

How could Chang Shu accept her wish, holding her face, making her unable to move, the tip of her tongue teased her lips and teeth lightly.

"Shu, Shu'er..." Mu Qingchen is wise, still holding the cross high, "Mi Shihe is looking at you..."

As he was talking, his nose and mouth were suddenly filled with sweet fragrance, faint, sweet, and the smell was very fresh, like a hand tickling the tip of the heart, and the limbs and limbs were numb and crisp.

This smell, this feeling, is very familiar, very familiar. It makes people fascinated and forgets about it.

"What's the taste?"

"My pheromone."

"What is a pheromone?"

"Things that make you confused and infatuated."

Chang Shu loosened her red and swollen lips and looked at the mist under her eyes with satisfaction...and the intense and hot desire deep in her eyes.

"Mu Qingchen, can't you be obediently not making trouble." Chang Shu said half agitatedly and half lovingly.

It was at this moment that Mu Qingchen's last trace of reason was swallowed by Chang Shu's enthusiasm, and the Lord's instinct drove her to cater to the pheromone. She turned over, turned away from the guest, kissed her, gnawed her, and wished to rub her into her bones.

Chang Shu finally laughed, smiling happily, hooking Mu Qingchen's neck, her eyes waved, her pink cheeks dizzy...like a tree blooming peach blossoms.

Outside the layers of curtains, the maidservant took a sigh of relief, and ordered the maidservants to turn off the candle, leaving only a few in the corner. The inside of the hall suddenly became dark, and everything became fascinating.

At the same time, it became quiet.

Everyone unconsciously slowed down their pace, slowed their breathing, for fear that it would have disturbed the gentleness of the masters, Aunt Chuyue beckoned and led the miscellaneous people to slowly withdraw.

The maid-in-law hastily ordered the maidservants in the palace to prepare a handkerchief.

The incidental handicraft was immersed in a hot water basin, and there was a small medicine bag next to it. The simple and faint smell of medicine was dangling in the hall in the misty vapor.

It was the first time that the maidservants from the palace came to serve, listening to the lavish voice of the joy of fish and water, their cheeks were as red as sunset. The action is hurried, like chicks running around.

The maternal maid gritted her teeth in a hurry, made up her mind to go back and teach these girls a lesson, and signaled that the maidservant, who had just picked up the lantern for her, hurriedly took the water basin and waited on her.

The maidservant had no idea immediately, she didn't know what was going on behind the green silk curtain, she shrank her shoulders and didn't dare to move.

The mother-in-law hated that iron cannot be made of steel, and led her herself into it. But seeing the safflower-pear color bed tossed back and forth, the curtain of the bed curtain was like a pool of spring water wrinkled by the wind, with layers of ripples...

The maidservant in the small palace didn't have seen such scenes, so she knelt on the ground with a "puff", but the person in the bed was not disturbed.

She pressed her mouth tightly, holding her breath, for fear of making another noise.

Waiting obediently with the maternal lady.

After a long time, the huge sleeping hall finally calmed down.

The maidservant in the palace moved her knees a few inches forward under the instruction of the maternal maternal grandmother, and the hot water in her arms sprinkled a little with the movement, splashing the skirt.

A white and well-proportioned arm protruded from the account, like a jade bone and ice muscle. Even if the light is faint and yellow, you can feel the warmth and softness of this arm.

The maidservant's heart throbbed, and she was dumbfounded. The mother-in-law's hands and feet were swift, she took out the handkerchief, twisted it, and offered it with both hands.

"My palace and the consort are exhausted, you should withdraw first." Chang Shu's voice was hoarse and dry, and took the veil.

The maidservant took the maidservant and said "yes". She retreated back to the original path. She didn't stop in the middle. The rest of the maidservant surrounded them all behind them, followed them out, and gently closed the door...

The maidservants of the little palace were relieved, all covered their hearts, took a deep breath, and exhaled heavily.

"Mother, you are so amazing. The slaves' eyes jumped and their ears were hot, and their hands and feet didn't listen to them."

The maternal lady snorted triumphantly, and said cheerfully: "I only pay attention to the listening room, so I am very professional!"

The servants of the little palace looked at her enviously and had an epiphany.

In the sleeping hall.

After Chang Shu simply picked up the filth under her body, she put the matter aside. Mu Qingchen next to him has been dreaming soundly in the pillow, breathing evenly and calming his eyebrows and eyes.

She lay on her side, with her arms supporting half of her head, lazily put up her hands, pinching Mu Qingchen's nose.

A low laugh overflowed from her throat: "Aren't you not doing it? Liar! But... you look cute when your brain is broken~"

Mu Qingchen only felt the tip of his nose hurt, muttered dullly, and subconsciously stroked Chang Shu's hand and rolled into Chang Shu's arms.

Chang Shu hugged her and kissed her on the top of her hair: "Remember to take a bath next time you go to the i-room. It smells like a rotten bun."

After saying this, she kissed again.

She slowly closed her eyes, her lips curled up to hide a smile.

It was another sunny day. Look at the sky, it will be the same as yesterday, the sun is scorching, and there is no wind or rain.

The Ministry of Internal Servant sent a group of people to the Yushan Fang and Shang Food Bureau, instructing the minions to take some ice cubes and send them to the masters of the palaces. In addition, they had to give them an extra portion in the past. The reason is that there is a perversion in the Sixteenth King's House, and it hasn't been caught yet. The princesses will stay in various palaces recently, especially the Hulan Temple. The eldest princess who has the most holy favorite must not be neglected.

Everyone responded together, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, filed out, and sent the prepared breakfast and ice to the palaces.

At this moment, the entire Miyagi became busy again, the **** palace servants shuttled through several palace roads, the sound of footsteps...

Mu Qingchen was sweaty from the heat, and his head was dizzy with heat. He barely opened his sore eyes and sat up tired.

"Why do you feel sore in your waist and legs?" she muttered, pounding herself.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and when he looked down, he was shocked to realize that there were dense hickeys between his chest and waist and abdomen. The hickeys were bright in color, like strawberries hung on the branches, and they were red.

what-

who is it.

Defiled my innocence!

Mu Qingchen thought of something, turned around and looked around, and saw that Chang Shu was just like her. The collarbone exposed outside the brocade was delicate and flat, and the golden sunlight shone on it, bright and bright.

That's it! The daughter is exposed! The family will be ransacked soon! what to do?

Mu Qingchen ran into the deer and forced himself to calm down, or else, kill him!

She looked around, and felt that the handkerchief placed on the edge of the bed was good, the texture was tight, and she could smother Chang Shu to death...

No, no, no.

She withdrew her hand that had touched the shroud.

I love the princess, I love her so much that I can't help but never do anything to hurt her...

After a fierce ideological struggle, the intelligent and unparalleled Mu Qingchen did not think of any good way. After sighing for the tenth time, Chang Shu gradually woke up from her sleep.

The white sun burned her eyelids hot, and she raised her hand to cover her eyes, calling out the soft and waxy "Wang Cai".

Mu Qingchen was startled, holding his face impeccably, quietly waiting for the verdict of fate.

"Aren't you going to sleep more?" Chang Shu looped her waist from behind, pecking her shoulder like a dragonfly. Seeing that she was unmoved, she hooked her finger again, which meant a little coquettish in it. Rubbed her neck and asked her to pass her belly.

Mu Qingchen looked for it, and it took a long time to find this little thing in the bedding. The yellow satin was embroidered with mandarin ducks and lotus.

Chang Shu put it close to her body and tied a knot on her neck and back.

Listening to the rustling noise beside him, Mu Qingchen finally summoned the courage to say, "My true identity, princess, you know."

Chang Shu didn't know what she was talking about, so he said indifferently.

"In that case," Mu Qingchen hugged a bow, and said in pain, "Weichen begs the princess not to involve Mu Guogong's mansion, all punishments shall be borne by the minister..."

The blue veins on Chang Shu's forehead jumped, wondering where her feeling of sadness and sadness came from. Probably it is about to start acting as a demon again.

Immediately, Mu Qingchen said cruelly: "Weichen is just a sisterly relationship with the princess. It was a mistake last night. Please princess...forget it."

In the last three words, her tail trembling.

Sisterhood? !

There is an unknown emotion hidden in Chang Shu's eyes: "You, say it again."

"Weichen...to the princess...just sisterhood..."

Suddenly, Chang Shu understood what the unknown emotion was—acid. Even when he knew that Mu Qingchen was confused, he was still sour, so sour that bubbling up.

After the clouds and rain are covered, who is so scolded by the beloved, who will not be sour?

Chang Shu's gaze was fixed on Mu Qingchen's face, wishing to see the two holes in her, and said in anger, "Mu Qingchen, this palace is going to leave you!"

Mu Qingchen was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, and the excited little star was spinning and jumping in his eyes. With a big smile on her face, she raised her voice and asked in surprise: "Really!"

Did the three-year break come so unexpectedly!

Chang Shu: "?!"

fake! Go ahead and dream of your spring and autumn!