Rotten Terrier

"Minion **** it! Minion **** it!" Niu Juhua banged his head, pushed the basin in front of Mu Qingchen, and asked her to clean it.

The surface of the water is clear, and Mu Qingchen's sullen brows can be reflected by the bright light in the house. She glanced suspiciously at herself in the water, and asked, this...wouldn't it be a footwash.

Niu Juhua knew that she was happy, and quickly re-flushed a basin of water. After she washed, she asked the maid waiting outside to take the veil out and burn it, lest Mu Qingchen felt compelled.

After everything was in order, the meals in the dining room were also delivered. They were all light dishes. Mu Qingchen recovered from a serious illness. He was rather tired and didn't have much appetite. He only tasted a few bites of cherries.

Niu Juhua asked her to eat something warm, even if she took a sip of rice porridge, he still had an explanation to the princess.

Mu Qingchen ignored it, pretending to inadvertently tell him: "You can find a new veil, the width is similar to the one just now, but it has to be longer, as long as the white silk is the best." I will use it. Come wrap your chest.

Niu Juhua’s eyes were wide-eyed, like two wagon wheels. His chest was violently up and down, and he rolled onto the door frame, and shouted in the sharp tenor unique to the eunuch: "Go to the Royal Highness Princess Tong Chuan. Hang yourself with a jio (jio) handkerchief."

Mu Qingchen: I am your fairy tale.

She covered Niujuhua’s mouth and dragged him back. She said to her heart that it was dangerous and almost exposed my daughter: "Wrap...I don’t want a veil. You behave, can’t you be noisy or noisy?" He wiped his neck.

This is... to take his head off.

Cow Chrysanthemum nodded like garlic, rescued her mouth from Mu Qingchen's hand, then knelt down, begging her not to be angry with the princess, after all, "love is precious, life is more expensive" Wanwan, you have to be happy to change every day."

It is not guilty to commit suicide for the eldest princess.

Yesterday Mu Qingchen quarreled with the princess. He witnessed the whole process. The princess who had always been Duanshu slapped Mu Qingchen and scared them to kneel down together.

Mu Qingchen thought he talked too much, waved his hand boringly, and went around the screen to change his clothes.

The weather was getting hotter, and the clothes were naturally light and light. She put on a moon-white round-neck gown with a long blue waistcoat with a waistband tied in a double knot. In between, there was no sachet and bag. Fu was worried again, and put his hands on his chest thoughtfully: "Chrysanthemum, bring me a Chinese coat."

The blouse is mainly white, and it is the intimate clothing worn in the innermost part.

Niu Juhua didn't think much about it, but thought she was sweating and wanted to get a new one. Open the closet and hold out two pieces, one plain white and the other printed with fine dark patterns. Carefully put them on the top of the screen: "The minion has prepared two for you, you pick and choose."

Mu Qingchen tore off the two middle clothes "shoo".

After a short while, she came out from behind the screen, and her whole person looked as warm as jade, refreshing and elegant, with a black and blue silk hanging behind her, shone with shards of light under beams of sunlight.

Everyone in the emperor said that Mu Qingchen was a first-class beauty, so that when the princess Mu Ning was in Yinghong Hall, she gave her a hollow jade sculpture of a bird like a bird in the Yinghong Hall. Token.

Niu Juhua saw the opportunity, and the waist of the bucket flashed flexibly, supporting Mu Qingchen to sit down in front of the bronze mirror, combing her with a bun, and putting on a hollow head for her. Suddenly, he found something was wrong...Look at the copper In the mirror, Mu Qingchen turned his head to look at Mu Qingchen himself, taking advantage of the situation, and moving his gaze down to Mu Qingchen's neckline.

one two Three…

Damn, how come there are three layers of collars, are you wearing all three middle clothes on your body?

"You, you, don't you wear so much, isn't it hot?"

If it weren't for you, could I make a bad move? Mu Qingchen's eyes swept towards him, with a warning in the bottom of his eyes: "I'm cold."

"But you just said that it's going to hit the floor when it's hot."

"...The sequelae of lightning strikes, can't it be hot and cold?"

This reason makes sense. Is the simple small head of the cow chrysanthemum very useful: "Then you can put on a jacket directly, it is filled with silk cotton, which can probably be warmer."

This scorching sun, I'm afraid it will heat me up! Mu Qingchen stood up and brushed his sleeves, staring at the cow chrysanthemum anger. She is radiantly long, half a head taller than ox chrysanthemum, condescending, and very oppressive.

Ox Juhua shrank spinelessly, and changed the subject: "Are you going to leave the house, or goodbye, you need to rest for a few days after you recover from a serious illness. If the eldest princess knows that the slave will let you mess around, you will have to punish the slave again." He lowered his eyes and looked at his aching knee.

Mu Qingchen didn't care, he paced to the window, and the green knuckles laid lazily on the window: "Have you not seen the three horses waiting for my life?"

Niu Juhua followed her gaze and saw a swallow kite staggering to the southeast, up and down, left and right, this posture was a bit of avian paralysis.

This is the distress signal of the three horses!

The Majestic Majesty is also Xiaobai, handsome in posture, and infinitely romantic. He is known as the first dude of the emperor. Either visiting the brothel, or on the way to the brothel.

And the three princesses, Chang Yuan, were either on the way to catch the consort in the brothel or on the way to catch the consort.

Mu Qingchen and Yi Xiaobai are the same years old. They have grown up together since childhood. They have a close relationship. Mu Qingchen promised to fly a kite in the southeast corner if the third princess is in trouble, and she will come to rescue by then. .

And there is always only one reason for Yi Xiaobai to ask her for help—the three princesses found out when she was visiting the brothel!

"The three horses are really naughty and thieves!" Niu Juhua admired, and went out of the room with Mu Qingchen and plunged into the heat wave.

Oh, I'm going, it's too hot, it's hot!

Mu Qingchen retracted her feet abruptly and walked around into the veranda on the left. She stood in the shadow cast by the veranda, fanning herself with her hands.

Hey-

It's hard to be a man, and it's even more difficult to be a man. It's even harder to be a man dressed as a man.

Niu Juhua caught up and continued to chatter: "Please, let's go back."

"No more nagging, I will tear your mouth apart!"

Niu Juhua ran a circle around the porch, his fat face wrinkled with buns.

Mu Qingchen knocked on his head and took him out of the mansion together.

The coachman Yubo set up a small ladder in front of the car and waited for Mu Qingchen to get on the car, but Niujuhua seemed unhappy: "Why look around the carriage? This is a hot day, the carriage is ventilated on all sides, so we are not afraid to chill us. !"

Yu Bo: "..."

Hot day? cold? He couldn't turn his mind a bit, and he was sure that he did not study too much, so he responded and said that the minion will take him back to the stable for a change.

What was replaced was an arch carriage, except for the carriage door, only two narrow windows were left, and there were thin bamboo curtains hanging.

Mu Qingchen cast a fierce look at Niu Daisy, and the urge to tear his mouth became stronger.

Niu Juhua didn't know Mu Qingchen's heart activities at all, and raised the curtain for her like a dog, and the service rating reached five stars.

Mu Qingchen seldom suffered from boring loss, pinched his face, praised his caring little padded jacket, and pinched him to tears.

After Mu Qingchen got on the car, Niu Juhua rubbed her purple face and leaped over to Uncle Yu, and drove the horse with him. The fat body shook the horse staggering, and it neighed unwillingly to show. protest.

Immediately afterwards, Niujuhua's lower back slammed a foot firmly, and flew down, smashing the ground into dust.

He groaned twice, and struggled to get up and kneel down: "Come on, why did you kick the minion suddenly, did the minion do something wrong?" From last night to now, he has been punished and kicked.

Mu Qingchen didn't bother to pay attention to him, and ordered Yubo to set off.

The cowl rolled slowly.

Mu Qingchen closed his eyes in the car and said, "Don't leave the house first, and stroll around in the Sixteenth King's Mansion." It made those who were about to move, wishing her to die, "rest assured."

The House of Sixteen Kings was first called the "House of Ten Kings". Ten princes lived in the house, and six were added later. After several generations, it became a residential area for princes and princes, next to Taiji Palace and Daming Palace. It is very convenient.

Mu Qingchen rolled up the thin bamboo curtain and poked his head out of the window. He happened to see a group of black-clothed soldiers in front of the intersection, surrounded by a pink-clothed woman on horseback, rushing wildly.

The woman wielded her whip and slammed the horse's belly severely, the tail of the whip cut the air and made a loud noise.

Their speed was too fast, and they flashed past the intersection.

Niujuhua reminded her that she was the third princess. Mu Qingchen responded and let Yu Bo quickly follow.

Helplessly, the cow chrysanthemum was too heavy and slowed down the car severely. When he chased the West Market all the way, the soldiers had already blocked all the exits. Mu Qingchen jumped out of the car and was startled by the battle in front of him. In addition to the soldiers of the Three Princesses, there are also Li Wei from Lifang, Wuhou from the street shop, and the bad guys from Jingzhao Mansion.

Four teams of people shuttled back and forth in the West City, sealing the city and the outside airtight.

"Tsk tusk tusk," Niu Juhua rubbed her waist with one hand, and covered her face with the other. "The three horses this time, I'm afraid that the three princesses will be drawn into madness."

Mu Qingchen couldn't help but scold him for being neither big nor small.

Zhaopeng Pavilion.

Chang Shu sat on the low couch with his elbows resting on the small square table in the middle of the couch. She pushed away the tea cup handed by Aunt Chuyue, her eyes fell on the carved flower on the cypress wood floor.

"Lin Yuan, what is going on with the consort." She retracted her gaze and scanned the crowd in front of her.

Lin Yuan held the big head and bowed a salute: "Weichen thought that Muhu Ma's body is not a major problem, it's just..."

"It's not just!" Chang Shu interrupted him, not angering himself.

Head Yuan is timid and cowardly, the most unbearable scare, he repeatedly bowed his waist: "Please rest assured, your majesty, the minister will change the medical record now."

The others also agreed, holding their palms and vowing that they would never reveal anything about Mu Qingchen to the outside world.

The sadness in Chang Shu's eyes dissipated for a minute or two, and he lifted his fingertips to signal them to retreat.

Chuyue sternly scolded them and quickly thanked them, called the maid, and took them to receive the reward.

The peach blossom fan rests on the corner of the small square table. The fan body is only five inches long and has a total of forty-two narrow and thin bamboo fan bones. The snow-white silk fan is embroidered with scorching peach blossoms. Aunt Chuyue unfolded the fan carefully and gently stroked the warmth for Chang Shu.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Chang Shu's forehead, and the light breeze was blowing, showing a slight coolness. She recovered, took the peach blossom fan and pasted it on the placket.

Aunt Chuyue knew that she had always treasured this fan, and smiled: "Yu Huazhai's little steward just came here and said that the horseman took the cow chrysanthemum out of the house?"

Going out? Chang Shu got up anxiously: "She just woke up, where is she going, send someone to chase her back to me..."

Su Er hesitated to speak and then stopped, laughed at his busy and confused, and said with a sigh of relief: "Wangcai has always done things safely, so he must have plans."

Wangcai is Mu Qingchen's nickname.

Aunt Chuyue agreed with the answer: "Although the horse quarrels with you, but you still have you in his heart, go out and stroll around, let the second prince and the third prince see her safe and sound, naturally they dare not act rashly."

"Yes, she had an accident yesterday, and my faction was in a mess. Fortunately, it was a false alarm," Chang Shu said, adding, "Send a few more people to follow her."

Aunt Chuyue retired and returned after a cup of tea. She said that it was done. She walked with Chang Shu in the house: "You haven't slept all night, but you want a nap? We will have to take a nap in a while. It's getting lively." The princes and princesses must have received the news that Mu Qingchen is waking up.

Chang Shu felt that she was right, and accompanied her back to Yu Huazhai. As soon as she entered the room, she felt sulky because of the bedding on the floor.

Chuyue wanted people to come in and clean up, but Chang Shu stopped him, and she said softly: "It's up to her to make trouble. It's fine."

She slept with her clothes, patted the pillow next to her as if she was hitting Mu Qingchen.

She couldn't figure it out. In the past, when quarreling with Mu Qingchen, the two of them ignored each other at best, and they were able to reconcile as usual the next day. Why this time... Mu Qingchen treated her well, and seemed to be very happy?

Could it be a new trick of the Cold War?

Or was it because she slapped Mu Qingchen out of frustration?

She stretched out her palms and held them to her eyes. In the swaying candlelight, her slender fingers were glowing with white light, and her face showed decadence and sour emotions in her chest.