Rotten Terrier

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With a loud bang, Mu Qingchen slammed out of the window, and the smashed window frame and window paper hit her like hail, covering her with a gray quilt.

She shook her dizzy head, suppressed the sudden vomiting, took a few breaths, and got up numbly.

As soon as she stood firmly on her feet, Chang Shu had already approached her from the door, with the tip of her sword pointed at the center of her eyebrows.

Such a confrontation is too passive. Mu Qingchen never thought of fighting back, but he would not sit back and wait for death. He stepped back and hid behind the pillars.

The pillars are not as fragile as wooden stakes, mixed with gravel and clay, even if Chang Shu breaks it with a sword, at most a layer of paint will be lost.

This is a perfect barrier.

"My palace asks you again, did you do it?" Chang Shu didn't believe that Mu Qingchen would be so extraordinary.

Mu Qingchen was obviously impatient and deliberately agitated her, "I did it. Even if you ask a hundred times and a thousand times, the answer will not change."

Isn't it just the trousers of ox chrysanthemum? As for the appearance of a **** vengeance? Also use swords and swords. Fortunately, she secretly praised Chang Shu for being more gentle and virtuous than Chang Yuan two days ago, but she didn't expect this to be a prototype.

I thought about it, my love was almost castrated, and no one was willing to put this matter aside.

"I don't believe it!"

Mu Qingchen poked out half of his head from behind the porch, and said with disdain, "Believe it or not, I still say that, one person does everything and the other person does it."

Chang Shu's face was deeply bruised. "Why do you treat me like this?" It was obvious that she was still very affectionate and frustrated last night, didn't she.

"Why don't you ask, you know the ugly things you've done yourself," Mu Dubai Qingchen said unrepentantly, "You are only allowed to set fire to the state official, and my people are not allowed to light the lamp?"

Chang Shu's wrist lost strength, and the saber almost dropped, misunderstanding the meaning of Mu Qingchen's words, "Are you...still caring about the child?"

The child is indeed the biggest knot that lies between them, like a long-lasting scar, constantly inflamed, swollen, ulcerated...

When they realized the seriousness of the problem, the scars had been corrupted, as if they could never be healed, and the pain continued to emanated in the passage of time, reminding them of their unhappiness.

"...I plan to go to the hospital this morning..."

Mu Qingchen's face was expressionless, his eyes leaped over her, staring at Niu Juhua, who had been kneeling before the threshold for some time, "I still ask the child what to do now! I... don't know what to expect."

She laughed self-deprecatingly, with sad eyes, ah, begging someone who only uses her as a stand-in to have children for her, it is really silly.

When it came time, she said bitterly, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to kill, you have to kill you. I have to blink and I am sorry for the name of "tiger butt"."

After speaking, his neck shrank back.

Chang Shu turned a deaf ear to her ears, and only repeatedly chanted the phrase "no hope anymore" and "no hope anymore". These four words are like a curse, more like a needle, stabbing her in her heart one by one. The internal organs are all riddled with holes.

How can you not count on it?

how come?

Her face was tragic, and her whole figure was like charcoal burnt white in the cold winter, and she was dead silent.

The scorching sun above the head was concealed by the thick clouds that drifted by, and the world was instantly dimmed. In a daze, a breeze came, and the sound of leaves rustling around, sounded far away, as if from the depths of the wilderness...

Aunt Chuyue watched anxiously from the side, for fear that Chang Shu would do something wrong with her anger, she would stand in the middle of the two, and knelt down. "Punma, the princess only cares about you so much that she moved her hands. I was impatient for a while, let's bear with me. Forbearance, don’t hurt your peace..."

The people in the yard never recovered. I don't know what happened. I only heard talking about the child. What does this have to do with the child? Then I saw Chang Shu stunned, tearing down her eyes like a rain of tears, her eyes and nose were so red that she was so vivid on her bloodless face, which made people feel distressed.

Xin said that something serious must have happened, and looked at each other. At first, Aunt Yue fell on all fours and bowed her head obediently.

After a while, the people attracted by this movement came back and forth, and they were all frightened back by the battle of Chang Shu raising the sword, and said tremblingly, "Quickly, go and report to the noble concubine, the eldest father will kill the consort! "

In the next instant, Chang Shu's eyes became turbid, and his raised arm fell down inch by inch, and finally fell down. The tip of the sword touched the bluestone slab, knocking out dazzling sporadic sparks.

The clouds blocking the sun did not disperse, but the color became thicker, from thin to thick, and the sky quickly became gloomy, like an old man with white hair.

A laurel Dawan horse galloped wildly in the lane between the walls of the Daming Palace.

Tuk Tuk's horseshoes were chaotic, and the sound hit the iron gray high walls on the left and right and bounced back quickly, making the road long and empty.

It's like Chang Shu's empty heart.

The so-called clip road is a road cut out in the outer city wall, running through the Imperial Capital, with a total length of 16 li, leading from the northernmost palace city to the southernmost Qujiang Pond and Furong Garden.

"Drive!" Chang Shu threw a whip at the horse's belly.

The horse hurts, speeds up again, and rushes to the oncoming wind headlessly, blowing away the hot tears on Chang Shu's face.

"Nonsense! Nonsense!"

"What is not to count on! Why not count on!"

"Mu Qingchen! You don't understand anything, you don't understand anything!"

The gust of wind was like a net, and all her words were captured, thrown into the air, and then gradually dispersed, like a past that is gone forever.

The horse seemed to feel her sadness, and slowly and slowly slowed down.

The wind was much smaller, and Chang Shu's cold body returned a bit of warmth. She buried her face in her arms and let her throat uncontrollably whimper.

The words "don't expect anymore" and "don't expect anymore" were still in the mouth.

The things she evaded and didn't want to face before came out one by one while she was absent, and laughed wantonly in her ears.

"Who in the whole world wants to be the son of the Lord? Is it glorious or rich? These things are not rare at the Mu Guo Gong Mansion. Oh, poor Mu Guo Gong, the eldest daughter died early, and the son was frail and sick. Only Mu Qingchen, who was born by a maidservant, can be brought onto the table. Don’t say, she is really talented and intelligent, and she broke into the academy at the age of sixteen. It’s incredible. I expected her to be the lintel of the Mu family. The eyes of the princess have become consorts."

"Dahua's consort is not allowed to participate in politics, no matter how hard she works, she can only correct from the 9th rank. How about giving 19 bachelors? How about being favored by Vantage? It's just a false title..."

"Even if the meritorious service is a dog of Princess Mu Ning! Yes, the princess's dog is the princess's dog. If the princess is happy, he invites him to tease him, and if the princess is unhappy, he kicks him away. There can be no complaints yet!"

"How come there are no complaints, I don't dare to say it, Mu Qingchen was loved by Guozijian Jijiu a lot in his early years, and he was backed by Mu Guoguo. The official career should be magnanimous. With her strategy and talents, it will be sooner or later for Xiangguo thing."

"Don’t you know what Mu Qingchen is? People don’t love Jiangshan and beauties. It’s not worth giving up the future for love and love. You look at her and go to Hongwenguan Yingmao every other time, saying it’s correcting but I haven’t repaired a book before, hey, I’m afraid I’m abandoning myself..."

Has Mu Qingchen heard these gossips? Chang Shu asked herself this way.

Why didn't you hear about it all day long, and kept it in your heart?

Does she think so too? Chang Shu is reluctant to ponder the specific answer. In contrast, she is more willing to deceive herself.

She clearly remembered that last year, the emperor had a big ceremony, and the father held a banquet in the palace. Mu Qingchen was drunk. On the carriage back to the Sixteenth King’s house, she put her leg on her leg and said, "Chang Shu, I'm always giving, and You never cherished me."

It made her feel like a knife.

Calling her Shu'er intimately on weekdays, but only calling her Chang Shu after drunk, how disappointed in my heart?

That's why I like to quarrel with her more and more. The words are not smooth and noisy. The poems in the study are stained with ink and noisy. Listening to the mother and concubine talking about it is also noisy. Little trivial matters can always be magnified infinitely. After a fierce dispute, the love will diminish little by little, but resentment breeds in the chest, and the hatred is hard to calm down.

Chang Shu rubbed his eye sockets and curled the corners of her lips mockingly, remembering the question to Mu Qingchen just now—what's wrong with this palace?

"Hahaha..." The laughter echoed.

You still have the face to ask this?

Obviously nothing is good.

A person who used to be more free and easy in Mu Qingchen, if it weren't for the expectations of the Mu family, he would have been wandering the rivers and lakes early and would have gone happily. Then, for her and her younger brother Chang Sheng, they were entangled with the conspiracy and trickery every day, causing the second prince to hurt the killer...

As for her, even Mu Qingchen was unwilling to satisfy his small wish of wanting a child.

When trying to make up, Mu Qingchen no longer counted on... no longer counted on...

So... finally wrote the letter of resignation.

The horse's speed became slower and slower, but it was still moving forward step by step. When passing by the Yanxing Gate, he encountered Xiang Ziyi who had returned from outside the city.

Xiang Ziyi blinked in surprise and shouted "His Royal Highness Long Princess".

Chang Shu didn't seem to hear it, did not make any pause, still riding on the horseback slowly, her expression declining.

Xiang Ziyi's breathing was stagnant, and he tightened the rein to catch up. He didn't dare to chase too quickly, and after a long distance from her, he stared at her lonely back blankly, feeling desolate for a while.

Chang Shu stopped the horse's footsteps, then looked back and spoke faintly after a pause, with a hoarse voice, "Don't follow my palace."

"Are you... crying?"

"None of your business."

Xiang Ziyi couldn't help feeling sad. After seeing Chang Shu's hollow eyes, he couldn't help but said, "But did Mu Qingchen make you sad?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Xiang Ziyi's hand pulling the rein trembled a little, and he said to himself, "Six years ago, you chased her with a sword in the Luanfeng Tower of Pingkangfang and stab her. Afterwards, he was so sad that he slipped on this lane and ran away. I cried all night by the riverside, asking your father to find it."

This incident was still fresh in his memory, as if it were yesterday. Because at that time he discovered that the person Chang Shu liked was not him, but Mu Qingchen. In front of Mu Qingchen, she put aside the pride of a princess of a country, laughing and cursing were all controlled by Mu Qingchen alone.

He had never seen Chang Shu like that, no longer the unattainable princess Mu Ning, just a little girl who would be shy, agitated, act coquettish, and complain.

When she saw Mu Qingchen, when she mentioned Mu Qingchen, her whole body was full of radiance.

He likes her like that, but he sadly feels that she doesn't belong to him...

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Mu Qingchen "Xiao Shushu, your heart is moving a lot."

Chang Shu "Get out!"

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