rotten son-in-law

Chang Shu has been depressed recently, she hasn't seen a smile for several days, and she doesn't like to go out of Hulan Palace because of her depression. -

Except for going to Fenghe Gongxiang Empress Dowager every morning and evening, she didn't go anywhere, and she didn't care if she missed homework in the Hongwen Museum.

The palace people were all terrified, and they were extra careful when serving her.

Aunt Chuyue saw it and was anxious in her heart.

"Princess, the little daisies in the yard are in full bloom overnight, why don't you go and have a look?"

Chang Shu'an was sitting behind the desk, holding a copy of "The Book of Songs" and reading it lazily. She didn't even turn the pages... and the book was even turned upside down.

"No." She replied absent-mindedly.The timbre is inaudible, without even a hint of ups and downs.

Aunt Chuyue was glad that she hadn't reached the point of vertigo and deafness, otherwise she would never be able to hear.

"I heard that there are new songs and dances coming out of Liyuan. The slaves have brought them here to relieve your boredom?"

"Not boring."

Aunt Chuyue: "..."

Isn't it boring to have a face full of lovelessness?

"Then let's eat something. The pastries just sent by the Shangshi Bureau, the cooks are very skillful and very beautiful..." She winked at the maid holding the food box, and motioned her to take the food plate. Come out and put them away one by one.

"Don't eat." Chang Shu lifted up the book in her hand, covering her eyebrows and eyes.

Aunt Chuyue knew that it was a small gesture she only made when she was upset.

Hey, that's all, don't eat if you don't eat.

She sighed, packed the food plates one by one, put them all back into the food box, and retreated with the servant girl.

The next day, Chang Yuan hopped up to Chang Shu while tossing her shawl. At that time, she was holding a gourd ladle to water the little daisies by the flowerbed.

"Sister Huang?" Chang Shu tilted her head and called her, seeing that she should not answer, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

Chang Shu's lax eyes regained clarity, and she was surprised that Chang Yuan didn't know when she came.

"Miss Huang...what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay." She still cherishes words like gold.

The corner of Chang Yuan's mouth slanted upwards, she pointed to her feet and said, "You've poured a bucket of water here, are you still okay? This little daisy is almost drowning!"

Chang Shu looked down, ah, it really is.

Chang Yuan chuckled and paused on purpose: "Sister Huang, are you... sick?"

"I'm not sick."

"You must be sick! Everyone in the palace is talking!"

Are you talking?Chang Shu retracted her steps and turned to look at her.

"What about my palace?"

"Speaking of you..." Chang Yuan jumped a little, and raised her voice, "You're lovesick!"

"You!" Chang Shu was annoyed and ashamed. Her dignified eldest princess was given such a big hat, and her daughter's family's face would be lost.

"Yuan'er, see if I don't sew your mouth shut!" She threw the gourd scoop into the barrel, rolled up her sleeves and went to catch Chang Yuan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chang Yuan jumped into the flowerbed and ran away like a rabbit. When she reached the other side, she still didn't forget to turn her head and stick out her tongue. -

Chang Shu was so angry that her brain hurt.

lovesickness?

joke!

How could she miss a bastard who bullied her, just thinking about it can make her angry, dare to beat her with a stick, and call her a wild boar, she is simply audacious and lawless.

The reason why she was depressed every day was because she was unable to vent her humiliation.

Look, you must find this bastard, and then throw her into the Ministry of Criminal Justice, where she will be tortured by thousands of knives, cramps, skinned and mutilated corpses, and then her nine clans will be implicated!

A sneeze.

Mu Qingchen sneezed abruptly.

The master at the head of the school was forced to stop and glared at her angrily. The next moment, his deep voice sounded in the hall: "Mu Qingchen, do you have any objections to the old master's lecture?"

Mu Qingchen: "..."

I didn't listen to the class, so I have no objection.

"I'm asking you something!" He slammed the ruler against the corner of the desk.

The students were all shocked, their eyes were all fixed on Mu Qingchen, and there were occasional taunts.

Mu Qingchen didn't make a mistake, smacked his lips, and took a long time to stand up. He glanced to the right from the corner of his eye, wanting to ask what Master Yixiaobai was talking about, but saw his head hidden behind the book knocking , There are still two drops of sparkling saliva hanging from the mouth.

Damn, I always doze off at critical moments!

Mu Qingchen: "..."

The master followed her gaze, and was furious, his teeth chattered, and he slapped the table: "Yi Xiaobai!"

Yi Xiaobai jumped up abruptly and let out a big yawn: "Huh? get out of class is over?"

"Damn you!" The master, who had read the sage books, was stunned as soon as he spoke. God, he has kept himself clean for many years, and he has never uttered obscenities... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo electricity

"You two..." He trembled like a sieve, "You...you..."

He choked on his breath, rolled his eyes, and fell straight down.

"Sister Huang, have you heard that Mrs. Kang of the Imperial College has fainted from anger." Chang Yuan was swinging in the imperial garden.

"Who is mad at him?"

"Mu Qingchen, the daughter of Duke Mu's family, has always been rebellious."

"Well, I've heard a little bit about the one who entered the Taiyuan Academy at the age of 16." Chang Shuyun calmly sketched the portrait stroke by stroke.

"It is rumored that she looks very good, even more beautiful than Zijun. Her father admired her, and the courts were talking about her. They guessed that her father wanted her to be the lord, and Mu Guogong pushed several marriage proposals... ...Hey, sister Huang, you said that she is still the master, could it be you?"

The tip of Chang Shu's pen froze, her eyebrows frowned in thought.

This is not unreasonable, the royal father has five princesses in total, she is the oldest and has reached the age of marriage.

"Ah," Chang Yuan jumped off the swing, "In this case, what can Xiang Ziyi do..."

"What does he have to do with Ben Gong?" She interrupted Chang Yuan.

"Sister Huang, you are really unfeeling. Xiang Ziyi has admired you for many years, and everyone knows who doesn't know. Besides, don't you also give him a purse?"

"That's because he picked it up and refused to return it to me!"

She didn't want to mention the troublesome things, so she changed the subject and asked Chang Yuan to look at her painting: "Does it look like it?"

Chang Shu was confused: "Sister Huang, who do you draw, I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

"Stupid, the person I taught you in Lishan."

"It's her? Sister Huang, what are you doing with her? You want to hand it over to Jingzhao Mansion to find someone. I think it's okay. She bullied you, so you bullied her back."

When they were talking vigorously, their mother and concubine Hui Yi came with a smile on her face. She waved her hand away from them, took Chang Shu's hand and said, "Shu'er, your father is calling you, hurry up."

"Did the father say anything? Are you so happy?"

"You are so clever," Hui Yi nodded her nose, "Have you heard of Mu Qingchen? She angered Mr. Kang of the Imperial College, and your father is sending her to question her."

"If you ask her about her crime, what will it involve me in doing?"

"I can't really ask her about her crimes, but I'm just pretending, your father has always wanted you two to meet."

Chang Yuan was pleasantly surprised: "I guessed that she would be the imperial sister's son-in-law!"

Chang Shu glanced at her and said, "Shut up!"

Chang Yuan pursed her mouth: "Woo, queen mother, sister Huang is fierce..."

The Taiji Palace is divided into the former dynasty, the middle dynasty and the inner dynasty, each with its main hall. After the early dynasty, Emperor Hua would go to the Xuansheng Hall of the inner dynasty to review the memorials.

Mu Qingchen was led up to the dozens of steps, and then stepped into the hall with trepidation, bypassed the gorgeous front hall, and came to the gorgeous nave, and finally saw that the clothes could no longer be used with rich clothes. To describe Vantage.

She knelt down and kowtowed, but she didn't get a word of "peace" from him for a long time.

It doesn't matter, just kneel, as long as you don't get punished or scolded, you can do whatever you want.Besides, the carpet is thick and the knees don't hurt at all.

But the surrounding area was too quiet, which made people nervous, only the rustling of Huadi's clattering and turning of the memorial.

Chang Shu entered the palace through the side door. The little eunuch raised his index finger and gestured to her to shut up, stopped behind a hollowed-out eight-fold screen, and whispered: "The emperor specially ordered you to Looking at Namu Qingchen from behind the screen is still eye-catching."

Chang Shu suddenly realized, but she was also helpless, she thought to herself, let's treat it as a formality, so she slowly stepped forward to get closer to the screen.

Looking to the left through the large and small openings, she saw her father, who was sitting upright, buried his head at his desk.

He seemed to feel his presence, secretly raised his face from the memorial, and winked at her.

Really... an old urchin.

Chang Shu turned her face away and looked to the other side...

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, but I just look at it... I’m shocked! ! !

Isn't this person... the bastard who bullied her?

"She...is she?"

The little eunuch replied respectfully: "It's Mu Qingchen, a student of the Imperial College, and his father is Mu Guogong."

Chang Shu's ears were buzzing, and a feeling of joy that came without effort came spontaneously, her amber eyes flickered with a sly light: "Go and find some pebbles for me, the more the better!" !"

The little eunuch didn't ask any more questions, and obediently responded, and after a stick of incense, he came back with a whole big plate, all of which were small, not much bigger than a bean grain.

Chang Shu squeezed one, weighed it in the palm of her hand, and then placed it where her thumb and middle finger meet, sinking her breath into her dantian, secretly drawing strength...

call out--

The small stone bullet flew out, as fast as lightning, and hit Mu Qingchen's waist hard.

"Ah!" Mu Qingchen was caught off guard, exclaimed because of the pain, and hurriedly fell back.

Vantage raised his head in response, and saw her covering her waist with her teeth bared, her mouth tightly drawn into a line, as if she was holding back something.

He blinked, full of doubts, just as if he saw some hidden weapon flying over...

call out--

The hidden weapon was fired again, hitting Mu Qingchen's nose tip, making it red and swollen.

Vatti saw clearly this time, it flew out from behind the screen, could it be Chang Shu who did it?

No, it won't.

My Shu'er is so majestic, how could she do such a sneaky thing...

call out--

This time it hit Mu Qingchen on the back of the hand.

Vantage: "..."

Well, it was Shuer who did it.

Pebbles flew towards Mu Qingchen one by one, hitting the head, the face, the shoulders, the legs...Chang Shu hit it very accurately, and made Mu Qingchen scream.

After a while, half of the plate was gone.

Simply deceiving!

Mu Qingchen couldn't bear it anymore, stood up staggeringly, intending to rush behind the screen to catch someone.

"Cough!" Vantage cleared his throat, and there was a warning in his voice.

Mu Qingchen was immediately discouraged, returned to the original place and continued to kneel obediently.

Mu·Beida·Qingchen was carried out of Xuansheng Palace, all the way out of Chengtian Gate, and into Guozijian.

The faces of the students in the prison turned pale with fright, and they were in a state of confusion, so they hurriedly invited the sacrificial wine.

The reaction to the sacrificial wine was worse than theirs, and the white beard exploded: "What the hell is this?"

One said: "It seems to be a person."

One said: "It seems to be Mu Qingchen."

One said: "The face is swollen as if stung by a wasp, how do you know it's Mu Qingchen's?"

"Hui Yi," Vatti said in distress, "I'm looking for Shu'er's son-in-law, she doesn't seem to like it."

Hui Yi smiled lightly and said: "Your Majesty is worrying too much, Shu'er likes it very much!"

Vantage didn't understand, so: "Did she tell you?"

"Look." Hui Yi took out a portrait from his sleeve.

"The concubine found this by accident in Shu'er's bedroom. The person in the painting is Mu Qingchen. If she doesn't like it, why draw him?"

"Look at how good the painting is, how lifelike it is, if it is not full of true feelings, how can it be like this!"

Vantage: "..."

"But I always feel weird..."

"Your Majesty~" Hui Yi called softly, "Don't guess what the girl is thinking!"