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She was surprised and happy, and took a step in Mu Qingchen's direction, but at the next moment she stopped deliberately and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Mu Qingchen squinted his eyes and sneered, "If I don't come, how can I see the scandal between you and Xiang Ziyi.-"

"You!" Chang Shu's slender eyebrows twisted slightly. "The dog can't spit out ivory. I'm far away from him, and I didn't say a word. You don't wrong people."

It was annoying to argue with her as soon as I came.

Mu Qingchen ignored her frowning eyebrows and awkwardly retracted her head. After a short while, she came out of the boathouse under the umbrella and stepped onto the bow of the ship. The exquisite Liuhe boots were splashed by rain and shattered light.

She didn't look at Chang Shu, her eyes were as deep as a well, staring at Xiang Ziyi in the middle of the water gallery.

The corner of Xiang Ziyi's mouth bends down, and he stood there for a while before walking into the water pavilion. His face was neither humble nor overbearing. He glanced at Chang Shu pretendingly, and finally met Mu Qingchen's eyes.

With his hands behind his back, clenched his fists, "Be nice to her."

"She" naturally refers to Chang Shu.

Mu Qingchen looked at him with the look of "You are sick". What does it mean to treat her better? It was obvious that she used me as a substitute, and used me as a substitute, trampling on my feelings for her, how could it be like I was bullying her? of.

but…

A complicated light flashed in Mu Qingchen's eyes, and she was a little puzzled, thinking, Chang Shu doesn’t have extra communication with Niu Juhua on weekdays, but the sum, Xiang Ziyi’s gossip from time to time...Is it really "Wang Cai" "Is Xiang Ziyi?

She thought so, so she tentatively raised her umbrella slightly, revealing a pretty face, and questioned Xiang Ziyi, "Are you...Wangcai?"

Xiang Ziyi was stunned by her headlessness, and her Adam's apple slid up and down, repeating the keyword "Wangcai? Wangcai?" in her words.

Then his eyebrows were upside down, and the back of his hands showed hideous veins. Hell, he called him a dog! The four books, five classics, and the rules and regulations are all in vain, right?

Mu Qingchen's nickname was taken by her gambling mother, and not many people knew it. Seeing Xiang Ziyi gnashing his teeth, Chang Shu guessed that he had misunderstood, so he said, "Thank you for staying with me."

Xiang Ziyi was interrupted by her, his anger dissipated a little, but his complexion was still green.

Chang Shu continued, "Since the light dust is here, my palace will leave first."

She nodded a little, turned around and stretched out her hand to Mu Qingchen, her brows were not as light as before, and there was an aversion, as if she was saying that if you don't help this palace to board the boat yourself, this palace will never pay attention to you again.

Mu Qingchen thoughtfully, looked back and forth between her and Xiang Ziyi, and finally fell on the soft white wrist.

what does this mean? Is it a quarrel to act like a baby to her spare tire in front of the Lord?

"Cough cough.-" Chang Shu cleared his throat in a warning manner, his raised arms a little sour.

Mu Qingchen didn't want to care about her, but he was in love with her, it was like a small leather whip, which slapped her, driving her to bend down and grasp the slender cat.

The touch is not bad, gentle and delicate, warm and mellow, as if it can withstand the coolness of going around.

Mu Qingchen's heart was hot, and the thumbs could not help rubbing Chang Shu's knuckles.

It's... Meng Lang.

Chang Shu blamed her, but a little lingered.

Mu Qingchen's hands were as long as she remembered, slender and powerful, and her nails were beautifully trimmed, and the edges of her crescents showed white powder.

She lifted the corner of her skirt, carefully stepped onto the stone steps where the water pavilion and the pool were connected, and in the blink of an eye, she got onto the bow of the ship.

"It's still caught in the rain." Mu Qingchen took her to her side, and said a little, unable to hear her emotions.

Chang Shu lowered his eyelashes, and he really saw a few spots of water on the pleated skirt, which looked like uneven patches. But said nothing, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiang Ziyi.

He still stood there dazedly, just like he did when he was a child, every time he looked back, he was there. In the past, Chang Shu thought that this kind of peace of mind and waiting was love. It was not until she met Mu Qingchen that she realized that true love should be heart-scratching and unstoppable. You cried for it, laughed for it, angered for it, and happy for it, you are so ecstatic that you still don't know it...again and again, you just want to entangle it for a lifetime.

"Go back." Chang Shu stuck these three words in her throat, stingy and didn't say anything. She thought, don't give Xiang Ziyi any expectations, not even a little bit.

Nodded to him again, turned around and entered the boat.

The boat is not wide but long, the roof of Xieshan, the door of mahogany, and the red gauze lanterns hanging from the eaves, swaying in the downpour, like a drunk who just got out of a wine jar.

She walked around the stone screen and sat down on the Luohan couch by the window.

After waiting for a while, he saw Mu Qingchen coming in, and he was dusting the water drops on his sleeves.

"What did you say to Master Xiang?" Chang Shu took out her handkerchief and wiped her off. The action stopped at just a moment, and he stuffed her with something, angrily said, "Do it yourself."

Mu Qingchen rolled his eyes, "Give him the umbrella, if he gets wet, you shouldn't feel bad about it."

"Do you have to talk to my yin and yang weirdness?" Chang Shu looked aggrieved.

Turning the conversation, he asked what happened this morning, "You tell the truth, why this morning... frivolity."

This matter was like a thorn in her heart, which made her restless, so she had to ask to understand.

"Frivolous Songer?" Mu Qingchen opened her lips and couldn't say anything. "How do you know that one eye saw me frivolous her."

"Both eyes saw it, not only me, but Aunt Chuyue and Tao'er also saw it." Chang Shu was two points anxious.

Mu Qingchen snorted coldly, "Nonsense, I just want to pick up cow chrysanthemum trousers, but Song'er is bold enough to run into me. If you didn't run midway, I would convict her of disrespect."

Grilled! Cattle! chrysanthemum! flower! pants! son!

Chang Shu was stunned and struck her words repeatedly.

—That is to say, the person who Mu Qingchen wants to be frivolous is the cow chrysanthemum! Song'er came to stop when she hit him, and then the scene she saw when she broke into the kitchen appeared.

She took a deep breath, and if she was humiliated and humiliated, is she not as good as an eunuch!

It might as well be light and loose!

She had heard about the pickles in the palace. The concubine and the guard had an illicit relationship, the **** and the palace maid ate each other, and the master and the slave had **** with each other.

But I never expected that this kind of thing would happen to me, and the protagonist is still the pillow. When she picked a close-fitting servant for Mu Qingchen, she also took special precautions, and went to the chubby cow chrysanthemum to be selected by the in-house maid. Just picture him with a simple and honest appearance, simple and sincere.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qingchen still fell in love with him for a long time.

"What are you doing like cannibalism?"

Chang Shu's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, "I will withdraw him when I go back, so you don't want to see him again in your life."

Mu Qingchen's eyes were murderous, yo, he was quite protective, "Even if I hide him to the ends of the world, I can find him."

Chang Shu was extremely disappointed, and said miserably, "...You really love him to the bone."

"Then kill him, just say the same thing, wait for your Niu Wangcai to clean up."

At first, she suspected that Wangcai was Xiang Ziyi, but now it seems that the cow chrysanthemum did not run away!

Chang Shu, who is still immersed in grief, "!?"

Co-author Mu Qingchen suspects that Wangcai is... the cow chrysanthemum.

"You suspect that this palace likes a eunuch!?" Chang Shu awakened from a dream, her sadness disappeared, joy lingered in her heart, and she was ashamed and angry because of Mu Qingchen's absurd misunderstanding.

"He is a fake eunuch." Mu Qingchen said with a serious face.

"Why do you think like this?"

The corner of Mu Qingchen's mouth curled out a confident arc, "Apart from him, who would be called such an earthy name."

Chang Shu "..."

"So...you take off his pants and want to verify his body?"

"Can't it?" Mu Qingchen shook off his handkerchief fiercely, "Chang Shu, don't underestimate the ability of the nineteenth bachelor, as smart as me, even if there is no evidence, I can conclude that he is Wangcai."

Chang Shu twitched the corner of his mouth and slandered, if you are not a land duck, my palace has appointed you to be thrown into Qujiang Pond.

The two were in a stalemate like this, staring wide-eyed in the boat. In the long silence, each felt uncomfortable.

Chang Shu took the handkerchief back and twisted it around her fingertips.

Mu Qingchen deliberately alienated her, sitting at the table, holding his head, watching the pool surface shattered by raindrops outside the window. It wasn't until the wind stopped and the rain stopped to cover his groaning belly.

I have been tossing from morning till now, and my stomach is still empty.

Chang Shu is not much better, but she is not as stingy as Mu Qingchen. After all, she has learned that the fact of "frivolity" is a misunderstanding, and coupled with her guilt and consistent softheartedness towards Mu Qingchen, she wants to open her mouth and give her a word. Down the steps.

The old saying goes well, "Wife and wife have no overnight feud", "Fight at the head of the bed and quarrel at the end of the bed".

"I'm hungry." She murmured.

"Hungry!" Mu Qingchen said mercilessly.

Somehow guy.

"You touch it, it's all collapsed," Chang Shu kept up, got up and sat on Mu Qingchen's lap, perhaps afraid that she would push herself away, and quickly hooked her neck, "Take me to eat."

Mu Qingchen touched her forehead, and put his hand on her lower abdomen, "It's really, flat."

"Yeah." Chang Shu nodded.

"Then you swallow the sword."

Chang Shu's words were poor for a while, and when she heard that she meant something, she kissed her on the nose and acted like a spoiled child. "Oh, I'm so frustrated that I would draw my sword to hurt you. I was wrong. I just care about you too much. You. Ask yourself, how would you feel if you saw me getting close to other Lords?"

"I strangle you to death!"

"Look at it, I can't bear it. Besides, you are also wrong, let you explain it hard."

"I didn't!" Mu Qingchen protested.

Chang Shu smiled, "Okay, you didn't."

Mu Qingchen was surprised that she was too gentle, and separated from her a little bit, "Is it so obedient?"

"How do you like it?"

Mu Qingchen thought about it for a while, "...I like it very much."

"Then from now on, I will be obedient, okay?" She pillowed on Mu Qingchen's shoulder, her tone gradually revealed loss, her bright eyes darkened, and she added dreamily after a long time, "Really. Qingchen, I will listen to you in the future."

I just hope you won't be disappointed in me again.

Mu Qingchen lowered her head slightly, her face hit her warm nose, itchy and itchy, slowly encircling her thin and soft body, hugging her into her arms, and leaning in her ears solemnly said, "So... you plan to forget. Cow Daisy, do you love me with all your heart?"

Chang Shu frowned helplessly, and suddenly laughed in relief, Xin's long neck drew forward, biting Mu Qingchen's lips, and said ambiguously, "Don't always be horrible."

After speaking, she stuck out her flexible tongue to pry open her mouth, stirring and sucking every inch of the earth, and the siege was also lingering and arbitrary, forcing Mu Qingchen's heart to be as soft as steel.

"Light...it..." Mu Qingchen snorted twice.

Chang Shu immediately relented, transforming from a brutal little wild cat into a warm little white rabbit.

Ok-

Mu Qingchen was satisfied, and she was compliant.

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