rotten son-in-law

Chang Shu thought secretly, stroked her forehead deliberately, put Xin Bai's hand in Mu Qingchen's arms, and leaned on her shoulder.

"Shu'er?" Mu Qingchen spoke quickly.

Chang Shu blinked, her thick eyelashes were like two small fans, opening and closing, scratching Mu Qingchen's neck.Her body is still so fragrant and soft, adding a soft and boneless feeling to this scorching summer day, like wicker fluttering in the wind.

It turned out to be pretending to be sick.

Mu Qingchen came back to cooperate with her, put his arms around her waist, and helped her back to the bedroom with distress. He also didn't forget to call his mother Mrs. Mu Guogong and Lin Yuan.

Qianniuwei and Jinwuwei looked at each other in front of the hall, spreading their hands at each other, not knowing what to do, so they looked at Ziyi.

Xiang Ziyi scratched his face embarrassingly, not intending to meddle in the royal family affairs, so he cupped his fists as a farewell.

Qian Niuwei has nothing to do, he can't force Mu Qingchen to face the saint when the eldest princess falls ill, pushes the heavy helmet, and decides to return to Fenghe Palace first.

The Jinwu Guard was not much better, but his brain was easy to use, after thinking about it for a while, he finally remembered that the Hulan Palace was in charge of the imperial concubine Huiyi, and he had to ask her for instructions if he wanted to search the palace.

"Look at the good deeds you have done!" Chang Shu's more than [-] years of integrity and self-sufficiency were destroyed by Mu Qingchen on this day.

The dignified Princess Mu Ning of the Great Hua Dynasty actually pretended to be sick!This is no different from the rascals outside the palace.

Although she complained in her mouth, she didn't stop the movement of her hands. She stuffed the white robe folded at the head of the bed into the quilt, and then she also lay down.

Mu Qingchen let her complain, stepped forward to tuck the quilt tightly for her, made sure that no flaws could be seen, then opened the curtain and stepped out of the inner bedroom.

Mrs. Mu Guogong's real surname is Jia, and the single name has the word He, which means "home and everything will prosper", but today's events made her feel uneasy, and she wandered forward, wanting to hold Mu Qingchen to ask for clarification, but in Halfway hesitantly withdrew his hand.

She is very afraid of Mu Qingchen, this child has been unkind since he was a child, and he does not want to get close to her. In the end, he is not her own flesh and blood... It is inevitable to be born.

Mu Qingchen took her movements into his eyes, didn't feel relieved at all, looked sideways at Lin Yuan, and said with an inexplicable smile, it's hot, the princess must have a stroke.

"Yes, yes, yes," Lin Yuan took the babble, took off the medicine box on his shoulder and put it on the round table, took out the yellow tissue paper and Xiaolanghao pen from the leather bag, "Wei Chen will prescribe the prescription, here..."

Immediately afterwards, several noises came from outside the hall. It was not a big battle, but some unsophisticated maidservants were frightened by the Jinwu guards who broke in suddenly.

They spread out left and right along the Chaoshou veranda, with heavy footsteps, and the clumsy friction of the armor on their bodies woke up Yi Xiaobai and Chang Yuan who were still sleeping soundly.

Mu Qingchen was not afraid in the face of danger, and took the time to pour himself a cup of tea. As soon as he filled the teacup, the door of the palace was pushed open, and the Jinwu guards rushed in.

It was still the captain, he bowed his hands to Mu Qingchen, said a word of forgiveness, then raised his left hand to his ear, clenched his separated fingers tightly, and issued an order.The well-trained guards behind him scattered in all directions... like a black cloud, torn apart by a strong wind.

They didn't spare any corner, in the closet, under the low table, behind the curtain... even the vases were searched carefully.

Mu Qingchen expected that they would not dare to search Chang Shu's couch.

Sip a sip of tea at a suitable temperature, and the whole body and mind are extremely comfortable.

After Jin Wuwei left, he drank his cup of tea to the end.She walked through the curtain, opened the bed curtain, and a pillow came towards her...

Chang Shu was annoyed, hugged the pillow and hit her with very little force... There was also her unique hair fragrance in the heart of the pillow, which was a mixture of saponins, tea seeds and hibiscus leaves.

"It's all your fault." The eldest princess's majesty disappeared.Deceitful, what does it look like.I'm the eldest sister, how can I show my prestige in front of my younger siblings in the future.

"Just think it's for me," Mu Qingchen tilted his head, put the pillow back to its original place, and helped Chang Shu out of bed very attentively, "You pretend to be sick and drag your 'sick body' to the place where your father and grandmother are. Cry in front of me and beg them to forgive me."

Still want to cry?

"No, you can take care of your own basket." Chang Shu couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart, and muttered unwillingly.

"You promised to intercede for me."

"But I didn't promise to deceive them." Pleading for mercy and pretending to be sick are two different things.

"My good princess, people's hearts are made of meat, and bitter tricks are easy to use!"

"...No, I won't go to the palace." Chang Shu was held back by the eldest princess' dignity.

"going or not?"

"Don't go."

"Will you go?"

"Don't go!"

Two quarters later.

The magnificent maple and palace.

Mu Ning, dramatist, eldest princess dragged her "sick and disabled body", and cried until her brother and sister came to visit the emperor's grandmother, and her face, which had been smeared with blood, was like a dead leaf , so haggard that there is no trace of life.

"Okay, okay," the Empress Dowager sat up on the Luohan couch, supported by Nanny Gui, leaning on a pillow on her elbow, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm old and useless, everyone should step back."

She was no longer the master of the harem who was in charge of the phoenix seal. She raised her hand wearily and ordered everyone to leave.There was a lot of trouble in the early morning, and she couldn't stand it.

Mu Qingchen saw that the old man didn't intend to pursue further, so she obediently kowtowed to thank her.

But Huadi's face was still gloomy, Hui Yi could see it clearly, flicked the veil, and said arrogantly: "The queen mother is magnanimous, but the concubine has to investigate." Since the queen passed away the year before last, she has been promoted to the imperial concubine and took care of her. Regarding the matter of the harem, even though he intends to protect Mu Qingchen, he should put on a show, "Mu Qingchen, I will punish you..."

"I'll punish you to go back to the Hulan Palace, face the wall and think for ten days, without my will, you are not allowed to step out of the door!" Hua Di rushed to talk.

Chang Shu's tears just came to his heart, he felt sorry for Chang Shu, couldn't bear her to be sad, struggled a few times, and finally resisted the thought of pushing Mu Qingchen out of the Meridian Gate to be flogged.

Chang Shu was still angry, and after leaving Feng and the palace, she stopped talking to Mu Qingchen, and her steps were extremely fast, wishing to throw Mu Qingchen far away.

Back at Hulan Temple, I found that Jiahe was still waiting for their news.Chang Shu knew that Mu Qingchen had been estranged from her since she was a child, and she had always wanted to match her up, so she invited her to have lunch together so that the three of them could chat about the daily life.

Jiahe happily agreed, but her tone was a little uncertain. She was afraid that Mu Qingchen would not be happy, so she quickly glanced at her, and then hesitantly rejected Chang Shu's kindness.

Chang Shu didn't make much effort, and sent someone to escort her back to her home.

Before leaving, Jiahe said a word of farewell to Mu Qingchen, seeing that he was unmoved, he pursed his lips, his eyes were slightly bitter.

The corners of Chang Shu's lips gradually curved down, revealing a hint of helplessness, wanting to say a few words to Mu Qingchen, but then remembering that he was still angry with her.

Her clear, clear eyes looked towards the sky, where cotton-like clouds were slowly and slowly following the breeze, floating over the willow trees in front of the temple, the Chaoshou verandah, and the Hulan Temple .

Exhaling the suffocation in her chest, she sighed and said, fortunately, it was all a false alarm.

In order to appease the archbishop, Vatti urgently summoned the minister of the Ministry of Industry and ordered him to select the site for the main temple of Jingjiao within three days.

The Ministry of Industry discussed overnight and submitted a memorial on the second day, selecting the northwest corner of East Cross Street in Yiningfang.

The square is only one street away from the West Market, and many Hu people settled here. There are many temples in the middle, and there are temples of Zoroastrianism and Manichaeism, and the number of congregants is also the largest...

Vatti was very satisfied, and immediately issued an order, entrusting the Ministry of Industry to draw up a list, and cooperate with the archbishop to design a magnificent temple.

In this way, the archbishop can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

On the sixth day after Mu Qingchen was grounded, Yi Xiaobai told her the news while knocking on sunflower seeds under the corridor.

At that time, Mu Qingchen was lying on the window sill, watching the cow chrysanthemum and white lotus turning the flower rope, and the two were sitting cross-legged beside the flower garden, one fat and one thin, like two twisted deep-fried dough sticks.

She lazily raised her eyelids, and her eyes fell on Yi Xiaobai's handful of melon seeds: "Dahua came to court from all over the world, Guangdijing has a foreign population of more than 10, and many of them are from Daqin. They have deep beliefs. Knowing that our archbishop has been humiliated in the palace, there will definitely be troubles, and the emperor has nothing to do with it. Do you remember the abolition of the crown prince three years ago?"

Chang Jun, the deposed prince, lost his morals when he was drunk, and galloped while drunk, and injured a Taoist disciple on Zhuque Avenue, causing the person to die on the spot.

The congregation was so excited that they gathered in front of Dali Temple and demanded that the prince be severely punished. Later, with the help of the second and third princes, the incident continued to ferment.

Forcing Huadi to decree to abolish the prince, hand it over to the three divisions for a joint trial, depose him as a commoner, and confine him in Dali Temple.

His biological mother, Empress Xiaogu, was already weak. After this incident, her body plummeted and she disappeared after a year.

"Pfft," Yi Xiaobai spat out the melon seeds sticking to his lips, "What do you think is so good about stealing a monk's robe? If you want to steal it, you should steal it from me. All of my pieces are made of Shu brocade, and the embroidery thread is gold. Handmade One class and one class are good, they are all woven by the top embroiderers in the south of the Yangtze River... Hey, Qingchen, do you think that pervert did it, he even dared to lay hands on the Sixteenth King's House, Miyagi must be no problem... ..."

Mu Qingchen: "..."

It's the first time I've seen you so smart!

The more Yi Xiaobai spoke, the more frightened he became: "Could this be some mysterious organization concocting a plan to overthrow our dynasty... It's written like this in the scriptures."

"Puff bah", she spat out another melon seed husk, her face was full of horror, as if the conspiracy had already come to her face.

The corner of Mu Qingchen's mouth twitched, and he changed the subject: "How have you been so peaceful these days? Do you come to the window to talk to me every day?"

Yi Xiaobai smiled, and said mysteriously, "You have been grounded, I dare not go to the brothel." When Chang Yuan found out, no one came to rescue him.

"Can't you find another place to play?" Mu Qingchen scolded her.Go to a temple to watch a play, go to a tea shop to watch a tea fight, and if you are not good enough, you can get into a poetry club and accompany those sour scholars to recite poems and paint.

"Food sex, sex, you don't understand," Yi Xiaobai slapped the crumbs off his palm after eating the last melon seed, "It's so boring, I'll go to the nursery and find a rabbit to play with."

"Stop." Mu Qingchen whistled.

Yi Xiaobai braced herself, leaned over and asked her, "What's the matter?"

"Want to go to Pingkangfang?"

Yi Xiaobai stepped back like a gust of wind, with a strange light flashing in his bright eyes, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Chenchen, what do you mean?"

"I'll take you!"

"...You?" Yi Xiaobai seemed to be in disbelief, since Mu Qingchen hadn't been to that kind of place for five years, and besides, he was grounded by Vatti right now, "You can play tricks on me."

She puffed up her cheeks and waved her hands impatiently.

Mu Qingchen didn't talk nonsense to her, she supported the window sill with one hand, smiled sweetly, and jumped out.

Yi Xiaobai seemed to have discovered something serious, so he jumped on the spot, urging her to return to the room quickly: "Father, can you face the wall and think about it for ten days, he said, you can't step out of the room for half a day within ten days." Step, you are resisting the decree! Resisting the decree!"

She looked around worriedly, but fortunately there were only Niu Juhua and Bai Lianhua behind her. They had finished the game of turning the flower rope and started playing the game of catching sheep.

"I didn't 'step out of the room', I walked out of the 'window door'" Mu Qingchen replied calmly, took off the counting bag at her waist, moved it a little to the right, and put it on again, "Half a year The former Bulu Khan passed away, and the new Turkic king Ashina Tiezhen succeeded to the throne. I heard that he arrived in the imperial capital yesterday, and will enter the palace for an audience in three days..."

"so what?"

Mu Qingchen stood with her arms folded, a heat wave came from the sky, and her dark green clothes were thrown back: "Father and Emperor will hold a banquet in the palace in three days, our mother-in-law has been very busy recently, so we just sent Chang Shu and Chang Yuan Calling them away must be to ask them to help, this is a good time for us to sneak away. They will be busy for three days and won't care about us."

"But..." Yi Xiaobai was a little moved, "It's almost time, let's sneak away now, and we won't be able to catch up with the palace gate when we come back."

"If you can't catch up, you can't catch up."

Yi Xiaobai felt itchy in his heart, but still worried: "Are you... sure?"

The corner of Mu Qingchen's mouth curled into a contemptuous arc, and his face overflowed with a kind of domineering arrogance that looked down on the world and looked down upon the heroes: "Oh, don't be afraid, walking in the rivers and lakes, I have the aura of the protagonist!"

"But... Qingchen..."

"Don't call me Qingchen," she raised her hand to interrupt Yi Xiaobai, raised her head and took a deep breath, "Call me by my nickname, silly! Bai! Sweet!"

Yixiaobai was stunned for a while, and asked presumptuously, "Isn't your nickname... Wangcai?"

Mu Qingchen: "..."