rotten son-in-law

Mu Qingchen didn't care about Chang Shu's personal attack on her, ran to the tea table, started to cook the tea decently, broke the tea cake, ground the tea...the movements were done in one go.

Chang Shu became interested, and sat down opposite her in a leisurely manner, propping her head in one hand, looking her up, down, left, and right, with playful eyes: "You haven't cooked tea for a long time."

Mu Qingchen is a good tea cooker. She used to be in the Imperial College, and she would often take her to skip classes to fight tea with others in teahouses in Dongshi. That aura of being superior to others is indescribably charming.

Look again now...

She was wearing a quilt, hunched over, and coughing twice from time to time, making her teeth itch. She regretted that she didn't kick her face last night!

The most irritating thing is that there are several quilts to choose from, but she insists on choosing the concubine-colored one, which looks like an old sow from behind!

Just can't bear to stare at it!

Chang Shu tried her best to look away, and looked at the flames under the small copper kettle at the foot of the desk, which was jumping playfully, which made the faces of the tea desk and Mu Qingchen red.

In the next flick of a finger, the clear water in the small copper cauldron boiled and began to bubbling. The heat leaked out of the cauldron, radiating outwards in bursts, towards the oncoming heat wave.

Chang Shu felt hot, so she hid back, continued to shake the peach blossom fan, and then saw Mu Qingchen who was sweating profusely.

It was angry and funny at the same time.

"Take off the quilt when it's hot." Chang Shu turned the peach blossom fan in a different direction, leaned over, and fanned her.

"Not hot, I'm cold." Mu Qingchen was stubborn.

"Then you still sweat so much!"

"Cold sweat!"

Chang Shu: "..."

She took the fan back silently, and muttered, you're so hot, you bastard!

But I couldn't bear it in my heart, worried that Mu Qingchen would suffer from heatstroke, what to do.After thinking about it, he put down his posture, went around and sat down next to her, and started to fan her.

"The neckline is wet." She felt a little distressed, and opened Mu Qingchen's skirt to let the wind get into her neck.

Mu Qingchen let out a long moan in comfort, sighed that his whole body was comfortable, and even closed his eyes very comfortably.

"Shu'er, try harder."

When Chang Shu heard about it, she shook the peach blossom fan faster, increasing the frequency and amplitude.

"Hmm~ That's right, the left... the right..." Mu Qingchen boasted.

"is this OK?"

"Okay, I like it very much~"

The seven imperial physicians outside the dormitory: Hey...it seems that the son-in-law really doesn't want to move, listen, the eldest princess is going to fuck her up.It's a great tragedy that, as a Lord, I don't have any initiative in bed.

After all, when the seven imperial physicians came, Aunt Chuyue happened to go to the small kitchen to urge the maids to prepare the anti-fetal medicine. As soon as the medicine was brought, the seven old guys were lying neatly by the door of the bedroom, Overhear the masters talking.

Immediately despise them severely, tsk tsk tsk, a bunch of old people, what are you doing!

"Ahhh—" Aunt Chuyue cleared her throat very loudly.

The old immortals panicked, took a step back in unison, and each put on the pose of "I'm very busy", looking up at the sky and chattering.The most special one was Lin Yuan. He put his hands into his sleeves, squatted on the ground, and stared intently at the stone slab under his feet.

Aunt Chuyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she stepped forward and asked him, "Doctor Lin, what are you looking at?"

Lin Yuan swallowed a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in his throat, and stammered, "Look at the ants...move, move..."

"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Aunt Chuyue bowed her waist, followed his gaze, but couldn't find even a single ant.

"They... have finished moving."

Aunt Chuyue: "..."

Seeing that she was free, the little eunuch went up to her and hugged her waist.

Aunt Chuyue recognized him and asked, "You belong to Fenghe Palace."

The little eunuch said in a soft voice, "My aunt has good eyesight. The servant was the one who was short of the queen mother last year. The queen mother was worried about the health of the son-in-law, so she specially asked the servant to bring the imperial physicians to treat the son-in-law. Please tell me the report."

Oh yes, she just heard a few maidservants discussing this matter in the small kitchen, to the effect that the son-in-law of Tingfang suddenly "not moved" last night.

She knew the inside story, and she knew it was the princess who made it up.It's just difficult for the son-in-law.

The masters in the palace seldom have privacy, a little bit of gossip can spread throughout the palace like a gust of wind, not to mention that the Taichong Palace is several times smaller than the Imperial Palace, and it can be spread in the blink of an eye. In every minion's ear.

"It turned out to be the Queen Mother's order, so please wait a moment for the imperial physicians, and let the servants ask His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

Chang Shu just wanted to accompany Mu Qingchen, but didn't really want to drink tea.That day Lin Yuan told her not to drink tea, so as not to harm the fetus, she always kept this word in her heart and never dared to go beyond it.

"I cooked it so hard, you just have a sip." Mu Qingchen raised her index finger and bargained with her.

"Not even a sip."

"Let's lick the head office a little bit, and try it."

The white jade tea cup is small and exquisite, bright and clear under the sunlight, very attractive.Coupled with Mu Qingchen's cuteness and jokes, Chang Shu couldn't help being moved, and obediently compromised.

Mu Qingchen took the teacup courteously, and personally fed it to her mouth.

Chang Shu's heart was full of sweetness, and she thought to herself, it would be great if my son-in-law always looked like a little daughter-in-law.

Just after thinking about it, Aunt Chuyue came to them through the green gauze cabinet.

"Ah!" Aunt Chuyue's eyes were so hot by the scene in front of her, she hastily turned her back, "Damn it, slave, damn it."

She was a little emotional, she couldn't hold the tray in her hand, and half of the soup spilled out.

Chang Shu was at a loss for a moment, then came to her senses, and pushed away Mu Qingchen who was sticking to her body.It's really disgusting, I posted it as soon as I posted it, and I insisted on covering my back with a quilt. At first glance, I thought the two of them were going to prostitute themselves.

No wonder Aunt Chuyue misunderstood.

She secretly twisted Mu Qingchen's waist, and she was satisfied just now. After regaining her composure, she asked Aunt Chuyue to pass the soup.

"It's noisy outside, what's going on?"

"The Empress Dowager sent several imperial physicians to treat the son-in-law."

Chang Shu had anticipated this, she finished her medicine in a leisurely manner, and ordered Aunt Chuyue to bring everyone in.

Turning around, she found that Mu Qingchen was looking up at her, her dark eyes were bottomless, and she didn't want to open them for a long time, which made her panic.

"What are you doing?" Chang Shu held her breath.

"...cough cough, why do you want to drink my medicine." Mu Qingchen got angry. She had been lingering on the sick bed for many years, relying on the soup to hold her breath.This woman actually snatched it, and it seemed that she didn't intend to leave her a way out.

"That belongs to my palace!!"

"You... have a cold illness too?"

Chang Shu: "..."

The imperial physicians entered the hall with an unusually uneasy mood. The last time this happened was when Mu Qingchen just woke up after being struck by lightning.

Every time they took a step, their hearts beat faster, and when they came to Mu Qingchen, they beat like drums.

Because Mu Qingchen is neither a patient nor a son-in-law to them, but King Yama.

Fortunately, the eldest princess was at the side, and with her supporting the stage, they were a little more courageous.

"Consort." Lin Yuan led the crowd to line up, bowing to Mu Qingchen.

Mu Qingchen was still sitting behind the tea table, waving his hands lazily: "Excuse me."

The voice is unprecedentedly gentle, unprecedentedly soft, like a soothing ballad.

The old ladies and doctors became even more disturbed.

They all wondered where Mu Qingchen would sing?Playing hard to get?Lure the enemy to go deep?

"The humble ministers are ordered by the queen mother to take care of your body." Lin Yuan moved the queen mother out on purpose. He thought that if Mu Qingchen didn't give them face, he should give the queen mother face.

Soon he got the desired effect—Mu Qingchen rolled up her sleeves to show her wrists, and she acted very positively. The fly in the ointment was that her expression was very sad and painful.

It's right to think about it. It's no wonder that a Lord is not sluggish when he encounters such an unspeakable chronic disease.

After figuring it out, Lin Yuan took a few steps forward as if he had been forgiven, put his four fingers on her wrist bones, and listened to her pulsating pulse.

"...Consort, princess, I have offended you." He first apologized to the two, and then asked, "Consort, how many times did you have sex with the princess last month?"

Chang Shu blushed suddenly, and she couldn't sit or stand, leave or stay in the hall full of bad old men, so she could only cover her face with a peach blossom fan.

Mu Qingchen's reaction was different, with a complex look, mixed with three points of shyness, three points of hesitation and three points of melancholy: "...to tell you the truth, I was sickly and weak since I was a child, and I was very weak. I have been married to the princess for five years, and I have never been able to have intercourse. ..."

Chang Shu: "!!?"

All the imperial physicians: "!!?"

Lin Yuan was shocked, he couldn't believe what Mu Qingchen said, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and quickly looked at Chang Shu.

What!I have never raised an i!Then... where did the child in the eldest princess's belly come from?

Could it be that the eldest princess was so lonely that she ran to steal someone?

At this moment, his imagination exploded, recalling what happened in Baofeng Pavilion the day before yesterday.No wonder the eldest princess secretly sent him to get a pulse check, and asked him to help hide it from Mu Qingchen, so it turned out that he was cuckolding Mu Qingchen! !

It's over, it's over, it's over!If the child is not killed, there will always be a day when Mu Qingchen finds out and implicates him...Mu Qingchen must kill him.

No, no, he already knew this big secret, the eldest princess would definitely not let him live, before Mu Qingchen could do anything, the eldest princess would kill him first!

Lin Yuan sorted out the matter from beginning to end, guessing that his death was imminent, so frightened that he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he flew to Chang Shu's feet and kowtowed frantically. His big head looked like a bouncing ball Cuju ball.

"His Royal Highness, woo woo woo, this humble official deserves death!"

Chang Shu: "!!?"

The remaining six imperial physicians were all dumbfounded, wondering why he suddenly seemed possessed by an evil spirit, so their thoughts were even more confused than Lin Yuan's, and they began to doubt life seriously.

But the reason is still there, I feel that the head of the court kneeled, and their subordinates should also kneel together, otherwise it would be incompatible with etiquette. After giving each other a wink, they lifted the corners of their robes and bowed their knees facing Chang Shuqi Get down on your knees, banging the cypress floor with your knees!

The whole body temperament is also very tragic!

He also imitated Lin Yuan and yelled "the crime deserves death", and the shout was so loud that it almost knocked off the roof.

Chang Shu, who was in a daze the whole time: A bunch of crazy people! ! !

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Mu Qingchen: "I'm so happy, the hospital is going to be driven crazy by me!"

Chang Shu: "Get out!"

It’s so distressing, it takes almost an hour to revise and revise the text every day, but there are still typos, probably because my eyes have been spent, woo woo woo...