Rotten Terrier

In the midsummer night, the ear-piercing cicadas cried like a noisy old woman.

Mu Qingchen returned to the room and found that the floor had been laid out, and there was a snow-white fox fur on the thick bedding, and two soup ladies were stuffed in the bedding. The corners of her mouth twitched, complimenting Aunt Chuyue's dexterity.

Hey, worry about people.

She couldn’t understand that she used to be a stunner. After being struck by thunder, her brain was not enough, and she was constrained everywhere. She was so dizzy because of her chest cloth that she even rode ox-flowers on her neck and ran wild. Up. What's worse is that Chang Shu still wants to have an **** with her, which is simply killing her... It's a wave of unbreakable waves.

No, I have to talk to Chang Shubing Zhuye, and say that three years will last for three years. How can you go wrong. But what's the reason for Chang Shu's rebellion? Did you fall in love with me?

Ah, **** me, nowhere to put the charm!

Thinking of this, Mu Qingchen pulled out a wry smile, how could the fake Phoenix Xuhuang be qualified to talk about the love of his children. Princess, after all, you have paid the wrong way for your love.

Chang Shu and Aunt Chuyue stood still under the veranda. After the two had spoken a few words, Chang Shu told her to go back and rest early, and she wouldn't have to wait on her tonight.

Chu Yue glanced at the half-open door, and with a smile in her heart, she stepped back with a smile, until her back disappeared from the farthest part of the veranda, and Chang Shu closed the twinkling eyes wearily.

After a day of tossing, it was really tired. Her flat shoulders collapsed. Chang Shu took the door and walked out of the wooden screen, but she did not see the figure of her beloved in the depths of the curtain.

The hexagonal gilt censer in the center of the house burns Mu Chenyun incense, with fine grains and faint scent. Chang Shu's fatigue is two points heavy.

The bedroom is huge, one hundred steps in length and sixty steps in width. It is not inferior to the palace's sleeping quarters. It is divided into front, middle, and back sleeping rooms. Chang Shu walked around the room dazedly before sleeping in the back. Find Mu Qingchen after he raised his head on the table.

"Why are you here?" Chang Shu changed her day-to-day majesty, and boyishly encircled Mu Qingchenxin's long neck, sitting on her lap like a lazy cat, and nesting in her arms.

Mu Qingchen was surprised, and narrowed his eyes vigilantly. Sure enough, the princess was thinking about me that she shouldn't have!

She reminded in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, please respect yourself."

Between words and breath, the fresh scent on Chang Shu's skin permeates his heart and lungs.

"Aunt Chuyue was taken away by me," What's so self-respecting. Chang Shu's arms tightened, and he moved closer to Mu Qingchen, his soft lips almost pressed against Mu Qingchen's face, "You are not here in the afternoon, the second and fourth sisters will come to visit, and the second emperor and third emperor are also After passing the greeting card, Chang Sheng came too, he was a little unhappy not to see you."

Chang Sheng is the sixth son of Vantage, and Chang Shu is the sibling of a female compatriot. Chang Shu is now twenty-four years old, and Chang Sheng is ten years younger than her, so she is always a little childish.

Now that the prince has been abolished, the four princes have been implicated and entered Dali Temple, and the five princes have no intention of partying. Among the princes, the second prince is the more tempestuous. Both inside and outside the court are saying that he is very likely to be the new prince, but... The sixth prince Chang Sheng is talented and intelligent, and Princess Mu Ning is backed by the eldest sister. The balance of the throne may be biased towards whom.

The most important thing is that the eldest princess and Mu Qingchen. Although this servant is only a small nine-pin correction in Hongwenguan, he is the most trusted counselor of Vantage. . Its "tiger butt" name can make the listener look discolored, and those who smell it can gnash their teeth. The eldest princess has her, just as icing on the cake, like a tiger with wings.

"His Royal Highness has forgotten your and my agreement?"

Chang Shu heard her bad tone and looked at her suspiciously. Mu Qingchen smiled mockingly, and drew a calculator from the calculator bag. The counting chip is only one finger long and short, thin, narrow, and bamboo-like, and Yu Mu Qingchen's white fingertips are flipped back and forth.

This is Mu Qingchen's habit, he will play with it whenever he encounters a difficult problem.

Chang Shu's voice was relaxed, and smiled: "What agreement?"

Garlic? Mu Qingchen was very disdainful of such behavior. Turning the conversation around, he said straightforwardly: "Tomorrow night, I won't go to bed with you."

It’s not that easy to sleep with me.

Chang Shu was surprised by her refusal. Didn't Mu Qingchen like this very much before? Of course, I have considered that she has recovered from a serious illness and may not be able to bear it, but I also want to take advantage of the opportunity of tomorrow night to reconcile with her as before. They slept in the same bed for five years, and they both succumbed to the benefits of squabbling and joy.

As if suddenly thinking of something, Chang Shu pulled away from Mu Qingchen, and his eyes followed her eyebrows all the way down, across her chin, chest... and finally stayed at the lower abdomen. Couldn't it be... was destroyed by lightning! That's why I resist it!

She pondered for a long while, remembering Yuan Datou's words-"Weichen thought that Mu Luma's body is not a major problem, but..."

Oh my God, she even let Yuan Datou put the second half of the sentence in her stomach, so she wouldn't delay Mu Qingchen's best treatment time. Or try to release some pheromone and see if Mu Qingchen responds...

"Ahem," Mu Qingchen disliked Changshu absent-mindedly, cleared her throat, and drew her attention back, "Since there has been an agreement, Your Royal Highness will have to say everything," she pushed Changshu away and stood up. He walked to the Bogu shelf and stopped, flicking his narrow sleeves, his posture was resolute and unrestrained, "His Royal Highness was married to me for the struggle for the throne of the six princes. He made a contract with me on the day of the bridal chamber and promised a three-year period, and the term expired. Let me be free! Now the six princes Duan is smart and intelligent, and he is the best candidate for the new emperor in your majesty’s heart. Weichen has a letter of dismissal!"

She confided her words in one go, her waist was straight, even straighter than the old elm tree on Suzaku Avenue.

Chang Shu was stunned, completely stunned by one snap, two snaps, three snaps...

After ten snaps, Chang Shu: "Huh?!!!"

contract? Three years? Close book? When did you make such a promise? Chang Shu stabilized his mind, took two steps back, and carefully observed Mu Qingchen from head to toe. When he was thinking about it, he heard Mu Qingchen add another sentence: "Princess, don't fall in love with me because of loneliness, I have the world in my heart. , It is destined not to be bound by the love of children."

When she said this, her voice was sad and her cold face was hidden in the gentle night. If you look closely, you can still see her clenched fists, yes, her heart is hurting.

It hurts so much. It is already a crime to lie to the court with a daughter. The only thing she can do for Chang Shu is to stay away from her and strangle her love for herself in the baby.

Chang Shutian's blue cloud gauze skirt moved slightly, and a burst of unspeakable grievances quickly poured into her chest. She was still sweetly talking the night before, begging her to give birth to a child, and now suddenly said something inexplicable to break her heart... Could it be that it is still Gasped for that slap.

Chang Shu knew that he was wrong. Mu Qingchen was such a strong person. She slapped her and hurt her self-esteem. She grabbed Mu Qingchen's cuffs: "I and Xiang Ziyi are really not what you think. You will lose your sense of measure if you rush to quarrel..."

"No need to say more," Mu Qingchen shrugged off Chang Shu's hand and took out a letter from his arms. "The agreement back then was written clearly in black and white, and I hope the princess will not break her words."

There is actually...in black and white?

Chang Shu's stretched out hand paused. He received the letter in his hand half of doubt and half hesitation, opened the seal, and unfolded the white linen letter paper in it. Instantly, Ming Run's eyes trembled.

This...this is a "contract book", obviously it is Mu Qingchen's "little vault list".

"On the third day of May, 26th year of Jiasheng, a silver collar was hidden on the base of the ridge beast on the roof of Zhaopeng Pavilion."

"In July of the 26th year of Jiasheng, on the day of begging for cleverness, a Tibetan blue field jade was placed under the peach blossom stone pen holder in the study."

…

"In the twenty-ninth year of Jiasheng, on June 21st, I exchanged gold and silver coins at the Chengtian Gold and Silver Shop in West City, and they were hidden in the small pond of Yuhuazhai Furong."

Chang Shu said silently without fail, and settled secretly. It has been exactly three years since he saved the first private money. He raised his eyebrows and praised: "It's so clear!"

The date of deposit, the place of hiding, and the specific amount of each sum of money can’t be more clearly understood.

Okay, you Mu Qingchen, actually saving money secretly? What do you want to do? Did He Yixiaobai go to Pingkangfang to fool around!

The world says that since the eldest princess married to Mu Qingchen, she has treated her well and made her clean and self-conscious. Mu Qingchen will never set foot in pickled places such as Pingkangfang, but how do they know that it is actually admiration. Qing Chen...no money.

"Just be clear," Mu Qingchen smiled confidently, "Then please give me a letter from the princess."

"Xiu Shu?" Chang Shu looked at the letter paper in her hand, and then at Mu Qingchen who was stuck there. The beautiful face gradually covered a thin layer of night, and she finally discovered that Mu Qingchen was a real brain. Something is wrong.

She walked up to Mu Qingchen and drew a fan of peach blossoms from her sleeves. The pink peach blossoms bloomed on a tree on the fan. In the bright candlelight, she exuded a brilliant light: "What is this?"

"Peach Blossom Fan, mine." Mu Qingchen didn't care, and answered casually.

"Then how did it get into my hands?"

"In the twenty-sixth year of Jiasheng, you chose a horse in the Ziyao Hall, and photographed me among the seventy-seven Wuyi children. When exchanging Geng stickers, you gave me a hollow jade carving lovebird, and I gave you this peach fan. To be a thing of love."

wrong!

Mu Qingchen's other answers are correct, but the time is wrong! She was obviously the horseman chosen by Jiasheng for 24 years.

Chang Shu was frightened for a while. Worry and fear were entangled, causing her to breathe trembling. She recovered and asked one by one, pointing to the things on the book table: "What is this again?"

"Zihao Xuanbi."

"what about this?"

"Carved copper sheep paperweight."

"…this?"

"Chengni inkstone. It was given to me by Yi Xiaobai on the last day of last month."

All right, including time. Chang Shu gradually had an answer in her heart, and this answer was ready to come out—Mu Qingchen only showed deviation and lack of memory for her! This affects the self-cognition.

"This is a short record in Huatuo's "Suwen·Linlan·Secret Classics". "In the middle of the night, the imperial physician Ling Lin Yuan was urgently summoned into the Long Princess's Mansion." There was a person in Xiaoqiu who had similar symptoms with Muhuma. Huatuo named him "cognitive impairment", but did not explain why this person became ill, and how to use medicine..."

Chang Shu tightened her lips and couldn't sit still anymore. She asked Lin Yuan, "Will the disease get worse over time? Is it possible to heal?"

"The princess is not anxious, Hua Tuo has said that this disease is relatively hidden and will not have any impact on daily life. Only the patient's loved ones can find out. There is no possibility of deterioration after thinking about it. It is just that this is cured... Please Your Highness Forgive the weak ministers for not being skilled, I really dare not say anything." Lin Yuan's head was knocked to the ground.

Chang Shu ordered him to get up and talk back, and sighed: "...what can the palace do for the consort?"

"It's just as good as before. Don't make Muhuma feel uncomfortable." Lin Yuan got up and adjusted the strap of the medicine box. "Weichen will do his best to treat Muhuma, and he will also specially organize a copy for him. The sick book, whose name is called..."

He thought hard for a while, suddenly he became clear, and said, "The madman is on the left, the madman is on the right."

Chang Shu was very satisfied and allowed him to retreat.