Rotten Terrier

Mu Qingchen did not expect that Chang Shu was born with a weak skin and a cruel heart. He actually paced forward and picked up the rolling pin carefully. It looked like she was more focused than her old mother when she went to the vegetable market. .

This root is too thin, this root is too thick, this root... is missing a corner.

A dozen pieces of wood are piled together, which is quite weighty. To say less, it is also 20 kilograms. Although Mu Guogong was a martial artist, he was like a mouse and a cat when he saw Chang Shu. He fought in two battles. He lost his limbs. If it wasn't for willpower, the rolling pin in his arms would definitely fall on his feet.

"This root is good, Chang Gong..." Mu Guogong gave Chang Shu a warning and changed his words in a hurry, "Chang Shu, hehe, this root is good, see it, long and round, based on the old man's years of bullying experience, absolutely leverage !"

Mu Qingchen almost lost his breath. She may have been picked up by her father from the smelly ditch.

"It's really good." Chang Shu pulled out the rolling pin, about an arm long, holding it heavily and firmly in his hand.

"You like it." Mu Guogong is not attentive.

The dumbfounded Mu Qingchen understood that Chang Shu was a master with a backstage, and the backstage was much harder than her, as can be seen from her dad's mean look.

After figuring this out, a cold air climbed up from the soles of the feet, and hair exploded wherever he went, especially when he saw Chang Shu approaching her step by step.

Those beautiful eyes swept back and forth on her body, as if trying to find the dead spot, a fatal blow.

"I have something... OK... Speak well." Chang Shu took a step further, and Mu Qingchen took a step back.

Chang Shu tapped her chin with her finger, with a playful expression on her face: "Say it?"

Mu Guogong waved his hand and said generously: "No! Miss Chang, you must not be soft-hearted! I am her father, I will be the master for her today, and give you a leg!"

Mu Qingchen: "!!!"

Chang Shu smiled like a flower and asked him, "Which one?"

"Left leg."

Chang Shu turned the rolling pin half a circle, stood upright in front of him, and quickly moved down—

"Ah—" Mu Qingchen let out a scream, and then felt that it was detrimental to his chic and elegant image, and suffocated the rest of the scream, his white face became bulging and flushed. The big beads of sweat ticked down, "My feet...wrapped..."

She lowered her head and looked at the murder weapon on the instep of her left foot.

Can't believe this woman really can do it.

"It can't be abandoned," Chang Shumao cried the mouse fake compassion, "I'm lame for a month at most."

fart! It takes a hundred days to raise the muscles and bones!

Mu Qingchen bends the corner of his mouth, tears rolling down his eyelids. It’s too cruel to grow up like this and be bullied so much for the first time: "Miss Sister, are you the devil?"

Chang Shu covered her mouth and chuckled, patted her face, exhaling like blue: "You will know later."

Let you call me ugly! Let you bring someone to hit me early in the morning! Stealing chickens is not an eclipse, it deserves it!

Mu Guogong and his servants expressed their deep condolences for Mu Qingchen's experience.

There were more pedestrians on the street, and the vendors selling morning food all put up their tarps and went out of the stalls. Chang Shu looked at the sky and felt that the hour was almost up. She was afraid that she would miss the school time of Guozijian, so she said to Mu Guogong as a goodbye.

Mu Guogong respectfully invited her to go, waved to her back, and yelled weakly: "Miss Chang, you haven't returned the rolling pin to me... Forget it, it's a meeting ceremony."

Mu Qingchen: "Humph!"

Mu Guogong looked at her closely, changed his expression, gritted his teeth and said: "You! It's a disaster!"

"Father, you figured it out, it was you who led people to block her!"

Mu Guogong: "..."

"That's why you urged me. I tell you, this is an ancestor. You must be good to others in the school, otherwise the whole family will be unlucky... Have you heard me talking to you? Where are you going? The school is here!"

Mu limp

·Qing Chen: "Go to the hospital!"

Mu Qingchen used the injury as an excuse and didn't go to the Imperial College for several days. He either went to the theater or Pingkangfang to watch singing and dancing every day, mostly with Yi Xiaobai.

Yi Xiaobai took a sip from the hip flask and asked, "Why did you hurt your foot?"

Mu Qingchen stood with his arms folded, very angry: "It was bitten by a dog! You didn't see that dog, with blue-faced fangs, sharp claws, catching who bit whom."

The night was four quarters, the stars twinkled, and the evening breeze was like a thin veil, gently stroking their cheeks.

The two went up to the bridge in tandem, leaning against the stone fence overlooking the bustling night view of Pingkang Fang, with a strong powdery aroma lingering at the tip of their noses.

"I know this dog!" Yi Xiaobai jumped three feet high with excitement, "Is it raised by Aunt Cui who sells lamb soup, called Wangcai!"

Uh…

One didn't pay attention, and said Mu Qingchen's nickname.

Yi Xiaobai bit her lip: "Qing Chen, I didn't call you a...dog."

Mu Qingchen shrugged voluptuously, "Forget it, there are many dogs called Wangcai in Emperor Beijing."

She was depressed, took Yi Xiaobai’s hip flask, held the spout and took a sip.

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

An unfamiliar but remembered voice suddenly sounded, and Mu Qingchen choked out her daughter Hongquan who had swallowed in her throat, causing passers-by on the bridge to look sideways, and finally attracted by the white-clothed Lord beside her.

What a beautiful girl, she has picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. A white shirt is common to wear on others, and she is graceful when worn on her, like a fairy in a painting.

"Why are you here!" Mu Qingchen stared at Chang Shu bitterly.

Yi Xiaobai said, "I invited her to come. Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's already lively, so let's play together."

She seemed to be afraid that Mu Qingchen would not agree, and praised Chang Shu hard: "Chenchen, you have not been in the Imperial College these few days. Thanks to the Changshu who helped me, handed me the cheat sheet and asked me to copy her homework. With you It's just as good to me."

Mu Qingchen's sneer was harsh: Heh, she wanted to use your hand to approach me, and then torture me!

"Everyone is here, talk while walking." Yi Xiaobai conjured a few river lanterns like a trick and gave them to Chang Shu and Mu Qingchen

A group of three people walked side by side, following the flow of people to the river.

"You haven't answered me yet. What did you talk about so happy just now?" Chang Shu has never been out of the palace at night, let alone spent a holiday with the people, her eyes are bright and flowing, and she is faintly excited.

Yi Xiaobai replied: "The injury on Liao Chenchen's foot, she said was bitten by a dog!"

Chang Shu: "!?"

"I also said that the dog is scary, with blue-faced fangs and four big claws."

Chang Shu's face was cold, and he tilted his head to face Mu Qingchen, and Gu Li said weirdly, "Is that the case?"

Mu Qingchen shook his head into a rattle: "No, no, Xiaobai was joking."

Now Yi Xiaobai became angry and scolded Mu Qingchen for not being righteous. How could she slander her and lie in front of her new friends, stopped and pointed at Mu Qingchen's nose: "That's what you said!"

"I do not have!"

"you have!"

Mu Qingchen stretched out his hand to beat her, and the two of them grabbed each other's ears and made a fuss.

Boom!

Mu·limp·Qingchen was tripped by Yi Xiaobai's feet and fell.

A few passers-by were also miserable. Everyone fell into a ball on all sides, shouting and cursing one after another. The people behind did not know that something was wrong here, so they pushed and shoved.

Chang Shu put down the shelf and helped passers-by to make up for it.

Drag Yi Xiaobai and Mu Qingchen to the stall on the side of the road to sit down. So dead, it happened to be Cui Auntie's booth.

A pug with a long salivation came awkwardly, wagging its tail at the three of them, and licked Chang Shu's shoe with its tongue.

Chang Shu felt relieved and liked it tightly.

The dog in the palace

They were all brought from the small children's workshop. They were trained to have troubles, but they lacked some natural aura and looked very pitiful.

She leaned over and stroked its sagging ears, coaxing and asking: "It's so cute, what's your name?"

"It's called Wangcai!" Aunt Cui served three bowls of lamb soup, steaming and fragrant.

Haggis is a humble food, and officials, eunuchs, wealthy and gentry are not to look down upon, let alone the eldest princess who has lived in the palace for a long time and has a distinguished status.

She held the bowl in a novelty, sniffed it, and praised it very fragrantly in agreement.

Aunt Cui set up stalls all day, welcoming and sending them to each other. The people I saw were all kinds of people. From Chang Shu's noble temperament, she believed that she was not from an ordinary family, and she couldn't help worrying that she would not look down on this bowl of food.

Suddenly seeing his expression relax, he was relieved and greeted the other two people: "Yeah, you two didn't say a word. You quarreled? It's okay. After eating Aunt Cui's hot soup, I'm sure you are in a good mood."

She drew three pairs of chopsticks from the bamboo tube and handed them up, Chongmu Qingchen teased: "You haven't come for a long time, Dawangcai, we Xiaowangcai almost miss of you."

The lamb belly that Chang Shu had just picked up fell back into the soup, showing a playful smile and wondering: "Big...Wangcai?"

Yi Xiaobai took the opportunity to take revenge, and Mai Tai said: "Yes, yes, her nickname is Wangcai, Mu Wangcai!"

"Hahaha..." Chang Shu couldn't stop even if she had a demeanor. He stepped on with two feet, leaned over the bowl and smiled tremblingly, and the roots of his ears were red, as if he was laughing out of anger.

Yi Xiaobai twisted her waist and laughed with her. Even the puppy under the table barked after the dog, chasing the tail in circles. The atmosphere was suddenly lively.

Mu Qingchen: Is this really good for you?

The nickname was given to her by her good gambling mother, who was auspicious in order to be lucky at the gambling table. Her father felt that this name belonged to the same series as Zhang Guangzong and Zheng Yaozu. They all coveted good hope for the next generation. There was nothing wrong with it, so they didn't change it.

This is a clear mindless idea!

Every time he thinks about this, Mu Qingchen feels particularly sad. Yes, at first I heard that Guangzong, Yaozu, and Wangcai are almost the same, but who would name the dog Guangzong Yaozu!

On the contrary, it is a dog named Wangcai, too many to count!

It's a blemish in life!

"Have you laughed enough!" Mu Qingchen scolded angrily.

"No...haha." Chang Shu clutched her stomach, laughing so that her breathing became disordered, "I think everyone's nicknames are pretty good, how come you are...so casual, haha..."

Mu Qingchen's eyes lit up: "Then what's your nickname?"

Finally, the eldest princess faded her smile compassionately and hooked her white fingers.

Mu Qingchen understood, and moved his ear closer.

"Call a fairy!"

Mu Qingchen: Bah, what about your face!