Rotten Terrier

Is Mu Qingchen careless, or she underestimated Yelujie's unfeeling, since her son is kneeling on the execution stage, it should be reasonable to concentrate forces to rescue the talent, and she has to separate a team to deal with her.

Yes, it was to deal with her. A machete cut at her regardless. The left one, the right one, the previous one, the next one, made her spin and jump non-stop.

I slipped and rolled down the stairs like a Cuju. It was also because she rolled to a level, hitting several people while rolling. With them acting as a pad, she didn't hurt her muscles and bones, at most a little skin trauma.

A carp hit hard and hid behind the counter, and immediately heard Xiang Ziyi yelling: "Come on!"

As soon as the voice fell, it was the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-ding-ding.

Mu Qingchen drew out the close-fitting fish-intestine dagger, gestured to his chest, in case of emergency, took the opportunity to annoy that he didn't learn martial arts well in his childhood, so that he ended up like a field.

No matter what, the goal of these Khitan dead is her. If they fall into their hands, she will undoubtedly die. Let's run away first!

She grabbed the abacus that she had carried on the cabinet, smashed the window violently, and with a dexterous somersault, she turned into the yard.

The winery is dual-entry, the front yard is used to receive guests, store wine and vegetables, etc., and the back yard is used to live in.

Mu Qingchen fumbled forward along Langwu, and said that he found a side door to escape in the backyard. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a burly middle-aged man, who was as strong as a wall.

Mighty, fortitude, and murderous.

"Yelü...Jie..." Mu Qingchen was a little surprised. She did not expect that Yelvjie would come in person, not to save her son, but to arrest her.

That’s right, if it weren’t for her to disturb the situation behind her back, how would the Yelu clan be what it is today?

Mu Qingchen turned around and ran, ran back to the front yard on the same path, and ran into a few Khitan dead who had been chased out.

It's over, there is no way to go before chasing soldiers! The only plan for the present is... on the roof beams.

She rose up into the air with a point to her toe, and suddenly felt cold in the air. She fell straight down, knocking her knees numb!

You asked her why she had a cold? Fear of heights.

At the critical moment of life and death, she dared not delay, got up again, tried again... Still not working, this time she didn't even jump over the eaves.

After a while tossing down, wasting precious time to escape, Yelujie rushed to her, pinched her neck with one hand, raised her above her head, and shouted, "Mu Qingchen! You are not pretentious! Is it? Bah, there are times when it is slaughtered."

He seemed to enjoy the tormenting pleasure, instead of pinching Mu Qingchen's neck immediately, he slowly gathered his five fingers, tightening and tightening, admiring Mu Qingchen's blood-red face.

Mu Qingchen made a **** ho, her limbs struggled and twitched, the long suffocation was draining her physical strength...

Yelujie laughed presumptuously, like a victor in a proud battle, but at this moment, he relaxed and gave Mu Qingchen a chance to reverse the outcome.

She quickly took out the thunderbolt on her waist, exhausted the last bit of strength, and slammed into Yelujie's front door.

With a "bang", a thick black smoke burst into the air.

Yelujie's mouth was tilted by the explosion, and the skin on his right side peeled off, revealing bone-like white teeth, and the blood dripped on the neckline and the front of his clothes.

"what--"

"what--"

"what--"

He was like a wounded beast, roaring in pain.

Mu Qingchen quickly jumped up while the smoke hadn't dispersed. This time she didn't fail, and she landed firmly on the ridge of the roof. She jumped several times and disappeared from their sight.

On the execution platform, Lin Pinru was fighting side by side with Jin Wuwei, holding a big knife belonging to the executioner in his hand, and piercing a Khitan dead man in the chest.

This is Mu Qingchen's way to save him-the rope that binds him is a slip knot. If someone robs a prisoner, he can take advantage of the situation to disturb the enemy and make peace with Jin Wuwei. At that time, I would ask Chang Shu to intercede with Vantage. It would be better to forgive him for his capital crimes and sentence him to exile for the sake of his turning back.

"You didn't see how witty I was at the time! With just a thunderbolt projectile, I blasted Yelujie's old man's head into rotten winter melon!"

Chang Shu played Mu Qingchen's brain collapse: "Master Mu, you have said this hundreds of times in three days... Sit down and raise your head!"

She unscrewed the medicine box, twisted a small piece of ointment on the palm of her hand with her tail finger, and smeared it on Mu Qingchen's neck.

Niu Juhua bent her knees slightly, checked Mu Qingchen's injuries, and said worriedly: "Princess, it's been three days, the bruises on the horse's neck haven't disappeared. Why don't you let the hospital change the dressing?"

Chang Shu stopped applying the medicine, and said anxiously: "...The pinch is cruel, the strength is not small, and the internal strength is deep...It will not be better in ten and a half months."

Speaking of the final tone with a bit of anger.

Mu Qingchen glared at Niu Juhua, scolded him for talking too much, holding Chang Shu's hands, scratching her palms, and comforting: "It's not a terrible thing, it's okay."

Chang Shu pouted: "I am...distressed."

Good meaty, good meaty~

Niujuhua shivered.

Mu Qingchen squinted at him, and said, "You don't want to be numb, hurry up and get away."

Niu Juhua knew it, and walked away, leaving only the "creak" of closing the door.

"Kiss." Mu Qingchen raised his eyebrows.

"Say it first, you can only kiss, not touch it." Chang Shu warned her.

"...The one above the chest... can you touch it?"

Chang Shu looked away shyly: "...no."

Mu Qingchen's death remained unchanged: "Then...can you kiss me?"

Chang Shu rubbed her face with both hands and said, "Of course not even better!!"

Humph, rascal, I won't even kiss you.

Chang Shu thought for a while, and decided to give Mu Qingchen a little reward. The reason was his firm will to survive and he successfully avoided the tragedy of eternal separation between the two of them.

"You can kiss..."

Mu Qingchen's eyes flashed immediately.

"But," Chang Shu added, "you can only kiss three times."

"Too few! Ten strokes."

"Five times, no more."

"Ten under ten..."

Chang Shu put her shoulder on her pillow: "Look at you carelessly like that... Or... you kiss five times today, and you kiss the remaining five times tomorrow?"

Mu Qingchen: Good idea! ! !

She couldn't wait to put Chang Shu to bed, and untied Chang Shu's skirt and belly...

"Just kiss five times, as to take me... off like this?" Chang Shu covered her blushing face with a quilt.

"Know what, this is called Wangmei quenching thirst!!!"

Chang Shu: "..."

Seven days later, Vantage issued a new sentence.

Yelujie, Yelu Ahong and a group of Khitan dead men were sentenced to beheaded. The second prince took the title and imprisoned Dali Temple without pardon. Lin Pinru had lost his way and knew that he would return. He was sentenced to detention, and three months later, he was sentenced to exile in Liaodong.

On the day of exile, there was no big or small snow in the sky, and the sky and the earth were vast and white.

A gorgeous Qixiang Baonian parked outside the city gate.

"Is it cold?" Mu Qingchen plugged the stove into Chang Shu, and touched her fingertips by the way. Uh, it was very warm, "I told you not to come here, it's snowy, don't freeze it."

"I'm hot and sweaty." Chang Shu groaned, "I wore a fox fur cloak, I had a grilling cage at my feet, and I was holding a hand stove in my hand. In addition, I was in the carriage, so it wouldn't hurt at all. "

"You are not alone now, and the sugar alcohol is not resistant to freezing."

"Don't worry. We met Qingxia for a while, and somehow sent them off."

Mu Qingchen said disdainfully: "I have saved Lin Pinru's dog life, and it is considered the best of my benevolence, what can I give it away."

"You," Chang Shu bit her ear, "Stingy."

"I'm stingy? Hey, you guys, I was almost sent to Huangquan Road by him!"

"Fine, I made a mistake," Chang Shu bound her waist, "Don't be angry."

"Humph, you don't love me anymore!"

"Love you, love you, love you!"

"Then am I your little baby?"

"Of course it is, baby~ be careful~"

The cow chrysanthemum shivering with cold outside the door: You two are really enough! !

Lin Pin was escorted by officials. Qing Xia was afraid of missing him. She waited outside the prison of the Criminal Ministry before dawn. Although she was pregnant, she was very strong and carried a lot of luggage on her shoulders.

The journey was very well-behaved and quiet. After they left the city gate, they shouted: "The two brothers are moving in the cold, and you are tired of hard work."

So he stuffed two silver collars for each of them, and said, "Buy wine and drink on the road to warm up."

"You are sensible." One of them said with satisfaction.

But at the next moment, he raised his whip high and drew it towards Lin Pinru. The thin prisoner's clothing was pulled open in an instant, and the oozing blood condensed into ice, sticking to the clothes.

Lin Pinru had already suffered hard in prison. He had already lost his physical strength. He stepped into the snow with vacant footsteps, and his handcuffs and ankles were shackled.

"You! You!" Qingxia wanted to yell at her, and worried that they would be embarrassed on the way, so she had to bear it and swallow her words into her stomach. Kneeling next to Lin Pinru, holding his arm, "Come, get up."

Lin Pinru couldn't bear his suffering, rubbed his eye sockets, and forced his tears back alive: "The mountains and rivers are far away, why bother to suffer with me."

"Don't say frustrating words, come on, get up."

"You still want to be lazy, right?" The officer spat out, then raised his whip again, "Get out of nowhere!"

Seeing this, Qing Xia rushed to protect Lin Pinru, not wanting that the whip was delayed.

Opening his eyes, Mu Qingchen snatched the whip away.

"Mushu Ma! Princess!" Qingxia was surprised, "Why are you here."

"Come and see you off," Chang Shu ordered Niu Juhua to bring the arched carriage that was parked in the corner. "Come on with this car. The road will be much more comfortable. When you get to Liaodong, our palace will take care of everything. It won't make you suffer."

"How does this make it? You have helped us a lot." Qing Xia declined.

"Oh, when are you cheeky so polite." Mu Qingchen said ruthlessly.

"I'm just being polite." Qingxia smiled, patted her horse on her back and asked, "Is there a warm pot in the car?"

Mu Qingchen and Chang Shu: Your cheeks are really not so thick.

"Thanks a lot." Lin Pinru said this to Mu Qingchen. It was a simple two word, with gratitude, apology, and repentance. It is like an ignorant child who has made a mistake, asking for forgiveness and forgiveness in the harshest words.

Mu Qingchen stood with his arms folded, and didn't look at him: "Forget it, anyway, a classmate... I used to be in the Imperial College... I also had something wrong."

After saying that, in order to hide his embarrassment, he hurriedly changed the subject and kicked the two officials. "These two are friends of the princess and I. If you dare to neglect and bully on the road, Mu Qingchen will surely kill you all. Cut it, throw it into Qujiang Pond to feed the fish, do you understand it!"

The officials didn't dare to offend her, squatting on the ground with their heads, and said in embarrassment: "Understand, understand, we will never treat them badly on the way."

Mu Qingchen threw the whip to Niu Daisy: "Give me a blow to them, just half-dead, don't delay the journey."

"Don't don't," the officials cried out, "I love you, don't..."

"Don't do anything!" Mu Qingchen glared at them, "If you don't suffer, you may not have a long memory!"

"This, this...Princess, you are the heart of a bodhisattva, save the minions, save the minions."

Chang Shu gave them a big white eye, so he turned around in a leisurely manner. An inadvertently surprised by this silver-clad world, soft and light in his eyes, joyfully said: "Qing Chen, Qing Xia, Pin Ru , Look at it, the snow has stopped!"

"Yes, the snow has stopped," Mu Qingchen murmured softly, "it's going to be the sun."

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The little sugar alcohol must be born tomorrow, eh!