rotten son-in-law

Aren't you afraid of backfire if you use too much force?

Chang Shu is dubious about Lin Yuan's proposal.

In fact, Mu Qingchen's fear of ghosts is a heart disease, and she also learned about it by accident.

Mu Qingchen's father is Mu Chengping, who was once the governor of the Nine Armies, and was later granted the title of Doctor Zijin Guanglu. He has a wife and two concubines, and has four children, and Mu Qingchen is the youngest.

But she was neither born in the principal house nor in the concubine's room.

Her aunt was a house servant, and she was not liked by Mu Chengping, and because of her low status, she was not given a title.

After giving birth to Mu Qingchen, she was sent to live in a dilapidated courtyard in the Duke's Mansion.

Mother and daughter depend on each other for life, barely maintain life.

Later, her mother got involved in gambling, and all the monthly money she received was cheated by the gambling house, making her poor life even more difficult.

Every winter, Mu Qingchen doesn't even have a jacket, her little face is flushed with cold, her hands and feet are covered with frostbite, red and swollen, and her joints seem to be deformed.

Later, her mother's heart became harder and harder, and she ran away with a man she met in a casino.

That day was Mu Qingchen's sixth birthday.There were no candles or oil lamps in the room, so she waited for her mother in the dark yard, and waited and waited, until the watchman knocked on the clapper for the third watch, until the gray cold crescent moon was covered by clouds... until only cold wind...

Under the darkness, everything is unknown, people are always afraid of the unknown, and Mu Qingchen is no exception, any movement in the dark night can make her shudder, and "fear of ghosts" is born from this.

Fortunately, Mu Chengping once got drunk and lost his way in the Duke's mansion, wandered into this dilapidated small courtyard, and fell asleep in the haystack. one night.

When he woke up, he found a little beggar squatting outside the fence and staring at him, with a blank face and fierce eyes, as if he was planning how to disembowel him, throw him into the frying pan, and then sprinkle Serve with ground pepper for a hearty meal.

Mu Chengping immediately shivered, completely awake from the wine, his head aching from the hangover was still working, and finally remembered that the little beggar was his daughter.

He didn't ask her where Auntie was, and led her out of the small courtyard, through the gravel path, through the moon gate, through the garden, across the arch bridge... all the way back to his wife Jiahe's room, and told her : "It's been a year since Mu Qiong died. You can't wash your face with tears all day long. I'll let Qingchen accompany you. She will be your daughter from now on."

Mu Qiong, the eldest daughter of Mu Chengping, died of malaria at the age of 14.

Since then, Mu Qingchen's life has played the beautiful movement sung by the turned serfs. From a little beggar who dared to bully even the slaves, he has become Jiahe's treasure.

The fly in the ointment is that a surly character has been developed, and the fear of ghosts is also a certainty.

Chang Shu felt that instead of saying that Mu Qingchen was afraid of ghosts, it was better to say that she was afraid of facing her lonely childhood.

Deliberately asking someone to pretend to be a ghost to scare her is really just sprinkling salt on her wounds. What should I do if the condition gets worse and worse... After all, the drama of "pregnancy" has begun...

Lin Yuan saw Chang Shu's hesitation, and said earnestly: "A dead horse is a living horse..."

Chang Shu's eyes froze for a moment, she took a step back, her eyes fixed on him.

The breeze on all sides stopped suddenly, the cloak on her elbow remained motionless, and her whole body was like a majestic stone statue.

"Weichen made a slip of the tongue!" Lin Yuan knocked his knees on the ground in a panic, and the medicine box on his shoulders slid down with a loud bang.

The movement was not big or small, but it attracted everyone's attention.

Chang Shu secretly reprimanded Lin Yuan for being reckless, and went to look at Mu Qingchen nervously, for fear that she would see the clue.

Looking back, he caught a glimpse of a chubby red... floating corpse on the lake.

not good!

Forget the cow chrysanthemums in the water! !

Chang Shu looked panic-stricken, and grinned a gentle and natural smile towards Mu Qingchen who was walking towards her, took her arm, and led her all the way out: "You are exhausted in Hulan Palace, I will take you out How about a stroll around the palace?"

Saying that, while Mu Qingchen was not paying attention, she turned her head and gave Aunt Chuyue a wink.

The fat man in fluttering red clothes on the lake is so eye-catching, everyone present, except Mu Qingchen who is immersed in the entanglement and unable to extricate himself, all see it for real.

Aunt Chuyue understood Chang Shu's small movements and nodded without leaving a trace.

After watching their backs disappear into the depths of the flower path, her sense of stability collapsed, and she trotted to the shore of the lake with her skirt in hand, stretching her neck, looking to see if the cow chrysanthemum was still alive.

A group of palace servants gathered around her, stepping on the white stone steps on the lake bank, their shoes and skirts were soaked in a deep color by the water.

Lin Yuan hid behind them and watched eagerly.

Aunt Chuyue's face turned pale, and she yelled, "Is there anyone who knows water? Is there?"

The palace maids shook their heads in unison, the hairpin in the middle of the bun was adorned with pink and white pearls, following their movements, it swayed from side to side, making Aunt Chuyue dizzy.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, call Jin Wuwei to save people!" Her voice was two octaves higher, comparable to a mournful trombone.

Almost pierced the eardrums of the maidservants.

They shrank their heads, like birds soaring suddenly among the branches, and flew in every direction.

The scene was chaotic.

According to Chang Shu's idea, go out from Yanxi Gate, turn to Daming Palace, then borrow Jiacheng to go straight to Qujiang Pond at the northernmost point of the Imperial Capital, and finally rent a boat to enjoy the scenery...

Or go to Jianfu Temple to offer incense and ask for a peace talisman for Mu Qingchen in front of the gods and Buddhas.

Mu Qingchen refused to follow her, and took her to Dongshi.

Dongshi is dominated by Han merchants, most of whom sell local goods.

Chang Shu didn't have any objections, and felt that it would be good for the two of them to be like ordinary couples. Go shopping, stop and go, tired from walking, find a restaurant to eat, and then hear that Mr. Shu talks about the mountains, listen to What's new in the rivers and lakes.

It was a sweet and fulfilling day.

"This is the one." Mu Qingchen stopped amidst the crowd and noise, and stood with arms folded.

Chang Shu stood side by side with her, looking at the door plaque with the words silk and satin village.

The shop is small, and there are few customers. A boy wearing a folded towel is lying in front of the counter and yawning, with tears streaming down his eyes.

The two of them lifted their feet and went in, but they didn't see him coming to greet them.

Mu Qingchen was not annoyed, and leisurely picked out a light purple cross-collar robe and handed it to Chang Shu.

Chang Shu hesitated to take it, and asked her what she meant.But Mu Qingchen played tricks and pouted behind her.

There was a door open there, with a half curtain hanging over it, Chang Shu had no choice but to go over and lift the curtain, and dodge in.

When he came out, he took on a new look, a delicate and handsome young master, with black and white eyes like a spring breeze, reflecting Mu Qingchen's appearance.

"Why do you make me dress like this?" The peach blossom fan tapped on the palm of the hand one after another.Chang Shu's voice is light and sweet, like the ding-dong of spring water.

Two quarters of an hour later, when Chang Shu saw the wooden sign with the words "Pingkangfang" engraved in front of the square, Chang Shu was finally enlightened, and this guy actually brought her here to whore!

Tolerable or unbearable!

She completely forgot about the majesty of the eldest princess, and in full view of everyone, she grabbed Mu Qingchen's ear with both hands and twisted it in a circle: "I will never change my nature!"

Mu Qingchen staggered in pain, protected her stomach solemnly, and criticized Chang Shu sharply: "Meng Lang! Be careful to move my fetal gas!"

The family is still pregnant with a child.

Chang Shu's expression froze, and she turned Mu Qingchen's ears around again.

Mu Qingchen was in a cold sweat from the pain.

Chang Shu clenched her back teeth and warned, "Don't let me hear anything about your pregnancy..."

"You really are," the uncontrollable sadness welled up on the tip of his nose, hot and sore.Mu Qingchen's eyes were flushed, and his words were full of resentment, "You really don't want this child, do you?"

She took off Chang Shu's hand and turned her back: "Why? Why do you only have Xiang Ziyi in your eyes, and I am the one who bears children for you!"

At the end, her body trembled, like a withered dog's tail flower in the autumn wind.

oh my god...

Chang Shuping's smooth shoulders slumped, and she made a concession.

"Okay," she took Mu Qingchen's hand and kneaded her finger bones, "I didn't mean that."

Mu Silly Baitian Qingchen flung her away arrogantly: "You just have an affair with Xiang Ziyi."

How could you have seen it with your eyes!

Chang Shu suppressed this rebuttal, and continued to persuade her with kind words.

"You think too much."

"No..." Mu Qingchen puffed her cheeks, "Well, pregnant people are indeed more suspicious."

Chang Shu: "..."

At this moment, she finally realized how coquettish Mu Qingchen was when she made unreasonable troubles on weekdays and insisted on coaxing each other with sweet words.

This is probably the legendary tit for tat.

"Look at these two masters, hey ... fighting and scolding ..." A passing car, two women kneeling one after another, looking like a master and servant.The person who looks like a young lady said a word in a tepid way.

The servant girl turned her face to look at them, followed by "tsk tsk tsk", and muttered after tsk: "In broad daylight, the world is bright, too hot eyes!"

Chang Shu: "!!?"

I am intimate with my son-in-law, what a hot eye.

She took a deep breath to relieve the depression in her heart, and stared at Xi Che who was going away for a moment, feeling that the veil around it was flickering, like the waist of a proud woman twisting and turning... It was so annoying .

As soon as he came back to his senses, he was startled to find that there were a lot of pointing around.Most of them, like the master and servant, spoke indecent words.

so what?

Regardless, Chang Shu tugged at Mu Qingchen's sleeves, and smiled slightly: "Let's go, didn't we agree to go whoring together?"

All passers-by: "!!?"

Mu Qingchen's face turned red, she stomped her feet, and said coquettishly, "...you have such a strong taste."