rotten son-in-law

"Ben Gong... let's get ready!" Chang Shu clenched her right hand and tapped her left palm.

The preparations were not complicated. Chang Shu handed over the full authority to Aunt Chuyue, while she and Chang Yuan helped the concubine and whipped the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The imperial city of Miyagi became lively in no time, and everyone from top to bottom was ready to stand in battle, and they were bound to show their majesty in front of the Turkic Khan.As soon as such patriotic feelings came out, their waists straightened a lot, and everyone walked with great air.

After two days, the entire palace was decorated with new decorations, all the way covered in red and colorful, the cold and blunt pavilions seemed to be warmed by the sun, and they were a little lively.

Even the unscrupulous Yi Xiaobai got off the sickbed and ran between the imperial dining room and the Shangshi Bureau, ordering, clearing, and checking the menu...

Mu Qingchen, on the other hand, steals half a day's leisure, as if living outside the world of mortals.

The actors invited to Jiaofang entered the Hulan Hall and sang and danced in the front bedroom.The actors danced gracefully, their waists twisted and twisted flexibly, and the tulle-colored gauze gowns swayed around, like thin lotus leaves.

Silk and bamboo are far away, drums and music are playing in the sky, Mu Qingchen sits behind a low table, pouring himself a drink.

The actors' eyes were full of waves, and there was an ambiguous smile in their pupils.

Chang Shu only asked Mu Qingchen to keep her own place, so she turned a blind eye to this matter and didn't control her much.

The time was long and short, and soon came the third day, night.

Mu Qingchen was a little excited, because after tonight, she would be free again.

On a whim, I sat on the threshold, looked up at the bright moon in the sky for a while, and looked at the water leak in the corner of the hall for a while, and counted the hours with my fingers, the more I counted, the more my heart fluttered.

Chang Shu sat down beside her, resting her head on her shoulder, her long hair slanted along with her body, scattered around her waist like seaweed.

The two were silent for a long time.

Indulge in the boundless moonlight and the warmth of your lover together steadily and quietly.Like a magic trick, Mu Qingchen took out a brocade handkerchief, the body of the handkerchief was pure white.

Chang Shu reached out to take it, and found that it was heavy inside, as if it was wrapped with something. When she opened the edge, she found that it was a hollowed-out jade lovebird that was smashed by Mu Qingchen. Now it has returned to its original state.

Chang Shu was overjoyed, held it closer, and looked at it carefully under the silver moonlight.

This lovebird is made up of blue-field jade and Xiu jade. Back then, she invited thirteen jade craftsmen to rush to work for ten days, in order to present it to Mu Qingchen as a token when choosing a son-in-law.

"I promised you that I would stick it together."

Chang Shu's heart was moved, as if caramel was stuffed into her chest, it was so sweet.She put the jade carving close to her heart, raised her chin slightly, slowly closed her eyes, and moved closer to Mu Qingchen.

The trembling eyelashes betrayed her nervousness and throbbing.

"Old wife, old wife, are you still so shy?" Mu Qingchen teased her, pecking her pink lips lightly.

Chang Shu's face instantly turned red like freshly squeezed pomegranate water, and the tranquility and gentleness of her brows were replaced by shame.

"Why do you always like to play tricks on Ben Gong? You used to do that when you were in the Imperial College."

"That would obviously be you teasing me more, pretending to be the Lord, and acting recklessly."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingchen became playful, curled her fingers, and scratched Chang Shu's nose, but suddenly noticed a red shadow flashing by the northeast corner.

It was so far away that she couldn't really see it.

"If not, how could we get to know you?" Chang Shu wrapped her arms around her neck and cuddled with her.

Mu Qingchen's eyes flickered, and his face changed: "Shu'er, have you...have you seen...there is a woman in red with disheveled hair over there."

Chang Shu smiled slightly, the corners of her lips were curved with cunning: "No, I didn't see anything."

To cover up her lies, she buried her face in Mu Qingchen's chest.

Mu Qingchen was distracted by her, thinking that she was dazzled.

The moon is falling from the west, and the sun of the new day is rising, and the warm light radiates around.

Mu Qingchen held Chang Shu's hand, bouncing around to greet Vatti and the Queen Mother.When kowtowing, he was very sincere, and his head kowtowed loudly.

The two most powerful people in the Dahua Dynasty were obviously still angry, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they shook their hands, signaling Chang Shu to take them away quickly.Especially the old queen, her mouth was pouted, and the rosary hanging on her wrist was trembling.

He doesn't have the heart and bearing that a Gongdou champion should have.Mu Qingchen muttered like this.

Fortunately, she was still in a good mood, so she took a leisurely stroll to the imperial garden to relax.Surprisingly, after ten days of absence, rosemary and several plantains were newly planted under the red wall. The leaves are rich in color, pungent and penetrating.

Mu Qingchen was a little surprised.

"Well, calm down, it's good."

Chang Shu still likes more fragrant and elegant flowers and plants, and has little interest in them. She changed the subject and said, "The entry of the Turkic Khan to the palace has been postponed until tomorrow. It's just right, you can catch up with the fun. After this matter is over, we will go back The Sixteenth King's House, it has been peaceful for a long time, and the bad guys have been looking for them without success..."

Mu Qingchen's eyes still stayed on the rosemary, she reached out and pinched a plant, wrapped it around her fingertips, and played with it very much.

Play all the way back to Hulan Temple.

Chang Shu took care of her and chose to have lunch in the Huxin Pavilion.

The Huxin Pavilion is also known as Ziyu Pavilion. As the name suggests, there are several water columns flowing down around the eaves, like a rain curtain. There is a waterwheel standing beside the pavilion, and the water can be recycled to the roof during rotation.

It is really a good place to escape the summer heat.

Aunt Chuyue led the servants to put the dishes on the table one by one, including yokan, biro, wagashi, sashimi and roasted leg of lamb.It's all the taste of Mu Qingchen.

Chang Shu picked up a wagashi for her, which was pinched into the shape of a honeysuckle flower by the clever ladies of Shangshi Bureau, and its whole body was slightly yellow: "Taste it first, it will whet your appetite."

Mu Qingchen loves sweets, so he happily took a bite, the sugar and bean paste filling immediately melted in his mouth, and the sweet fragrance permeated every taste bud on the tip of his tongue.

She was very satisfied, her bright black eyes were filled with the sparkle of lake water, and she had a clear smile... But the heart of her eyes suddenly tightened in the next moment.

The wagashi slipped from the bamboo chopsticks, making bowls and spoons clank.

Chang Shu raised her head in response and looked at Mu Qingchen's red and white face.

Her features were twitching and twisting.

"Shu'er, you, behind you..."

Chang Shu turned her head and took a look: "What's wrong? There's nothing."

Mu Qingchen pricked up his ears vigilantly, dropped the bamboo chopsticks, stood up tremblingly, passed Chang Shu step by step, stopped at the railing behind her, leaned out half of his body cautiously, and looked at the lake under the pavilion.

Indeed, there is nothing, sparkling as always, occasionally a koi jumps out, draws a beautiful arc in the air, and suddenly falls into the bottom of the water.

Chang Shu and Aunt Chuyue looked at each other, took Mu Qingchen's arm, and asked her again.

"Just now... there was a woman in a red dress underwater, her lips were blood red. She, she grinned at me, her smile was so weird... Did you see it? Huh? Did you see it?"

Chang Shu pretended to be surprised and terrified, shook her head blankly, took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat with concern, only to find that her forehead was cold.

"What about you?" Mu Qingchen brushed away Chang Shu's hand, glanced across the pavilion, and asked the maidservants standing beside her.

"The servant didn't see it."

"Neither are slaves."

……

The answer is no.

"Obviously there is, red clothes, long hair, and a little... fat."

fat! !

Not good, the cow chrysanthemum is about to be exposed! !

Chang Shu hurriedly confuses the audience: "It's probably... swollen by blisters."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Zi Buyu speaks strange powers, don't scare yourself, we are not afraid of the shadow crooked..."

Mu Qingchen's gaze moved down slowly, and fell to the ground, inexplicably feeling... her shadow was a little crooked.

"vomit--"

Fear spread to all limbs and bones, and the stomach began to convulse sharply, Mu Qingchen clutched his stomach in pain.The freshly eaten wagashi was mixed with gastric juice from bottom to top, broke through the mouth, and was spit into the lake.

Chang Shu secretly called out "OK".

It seems to be very stimulating.

She held Mu Qingchen's face and said, Qingchen looked at me, tell me who are you?Are you stupid?

Mu Qingchen pushed her away, and vomited acid water again, her legs almost collapsed, limp and sore.

"It's over, it's over," Mu Qingchen turned sideways, leaning against the pillar of the pavilion, his nose was sore, and his eyes were blurred, "Hurry up, Imperial Physician Xuan, Xuan Linyuan."

Chang Shuxin was twisted into a ball, worried that this method would be too forceful, so she helped her to sit on the ground and called her name over and over again.

But seeing that he breathed a sigh of relief, he said solemnly: "I'm in a trance and feel sick...it must be...pregnant!"

Chang Shu: "!!?"

afterwards.

Mu Qingchen was very conflicted. After lunch, she was still sitting in the pavilion, her face resting on her hands and she didn't move, ignoring anyone who spoke.

His eyes were empty in mid-air, without any focal point.

Chang Shu seriously doubted whether she had frightened people into stupidity.

After thinking about it again and again, I decided to ask Xuan Linyuan.

After seeing Lin Yuan, Mu Qingchen showed unprecedented enthusiasm, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his bony wrist bones, and asked him to check his pulse quickly to see if it was rolling like a bead.

Roll like a bead?

Lin Yuan blinked.

Isn't that the pulse of Ximai?

He was full of doubts, turned around and cast a searching look at Chang Shu.Chang Shu's bright eyes are no longer clear, full of sadness, and she walks out of Yuting.

Lin Yuan was busy perfunctory with Mu Qingchen, and followed Chang Shu.The two stopped fifteen paces away.

"Mu Consort, she... seems to be very entangled?"

Chang Shu told Lin Yuan the whole story of the future, half helpless and half annoyed: "She is wondering whether to kill the child!"

Lin Yuan: "!!?"

"In your opinion, what's next?"

Lin Yuan took a deep breath, and knocked his clenched fists in the air: "Weichen thinks that we have to continue. The 'dosage' should be increased, the harder the better!"