rotten son-in-law

According to Mu Qingchen's thoughts, Xiao Sugar Alcohol is not yet three years old, so he is not in a hurry to make a baby marriage.

Besides, her family's little sugar alcohol has a lot of status, and the eldest grandson is dignified, so there is no need to worry about becoming a bachelor in the future.

So the next day, she said that she wanted to save Zuo Yue'an, but in fact she made various delays.

"Get up, hurry up." Chang Shu squatted beside her and pushed her.

The floor and the bed were soft, Mu Qingchen suffered from pain in the back all night, moaning in pain while slowly turning over, hugged the quilt tightly and went back to sleep.

Chang Shu was afraid of driving her into a hurry, so she suppressed her anger and coaxed her, "Did you forget what you promised me last night?"

"...what's the matter?"

"Zuo Yue'an, dear baby."

Mu Qingchen snorted, as if trying to drive away the sleepy bugs: "Civil and military officials, who doesn't have many daughters, if you have time, please invite more officials' wives to come to the house for tea, and play more with their daughters." face."

Then he fiddled with the pillow: "Choose carefully again."

The voice-over is, why worry, there might be someone better than Zuo Yue'an.

Chang Shu saw that she was trying to dismiss herself, poked her back with her finger, and warned, "Get up for Ben Gong immediately!"

Mu Qingchen sat up "scrambling": "I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me, my father ordered me to enter the palace this morning yesterday."

Chang Shu: ...

Mu Qingchen didn't even look at her, and opened the closet, took out the official uniform and gauze hat and put them on indiscriminately.

"...National affairs are important." Chang Shu said generously, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes sank slightly, she stepped forward to fasten the clasp for Mu Qingchen, and then tied her belt.

"Look at you, don't be unhappy."

A look of loss, the servants saw her, and thought she, Mu Qingchen, was bullying His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess again.

Although - also bullied a lot.

"When will you be back?" Chang Shu said reluctantly, and sent her out of the house.

Mu Qingchen got on the horse and lifted the reins, and looked down at her: "I have to discuss with my father the matter of trading with the Turks. I guess it will be later. I will have lunch in the imperial city's public kitchen."

"But--"

"Let's go." Mu Qingchen was afraid that she would mention that Lao Shizi baby again, so he interrupted her vigilantly, pinched the horse's belly, and told the cow chrysanthemum who was leading the horse to leave the place immediately.

So the master, the servant, and the horse walked away quickly.

When she reached the intersection, Mu Qingchen couldn't help turning her head, but seeing Chang Shu was still looking at her on tiptoe at the gate of the mansion, her gaze was long, and she couldn't help feeling apprehensive for a while: "Chrysanthemum, hurry up."

Niu Juhua rolled up her sleeves and worked hard, led the horse and ran forward at a faster speed, until she ran out of the gate of the Sixteenth King's House before stopping.

Out of breath, he said, "My son-in-law, are we really entering the palace?"

Mu Qingchen patted his beating heart, turned over from the horse, took off the gauze hat and threw it to him: "No, let me find some clothes and take you to Lishan to ride the horse."

Chang Shu resented Mu Qingchen a little bit, she was worried about the sweet life here, but Mu Qingchen had a leisurely look of "it's nothing to do with her".

There is really no awareness of sharing weal and woe.

If you want to say what is good about Zuo Yue'an, the first must be her soft temper.Xiao Sugar Alcohol is lively and active, and always has weird ideas, and his temper is as bad as Mu Qingchen. When things happen, he can only coax him. If he does the opposite, he may do something against him in the future. crime.

Second, of course, Zuo Yue'an's background is in line with people's wishes.Although she is not the daughter of the main house, she is the prime minister's daughter anyway.A scholarly family, knowledgeable and reasonable, will not be bad in conduct.

Thirdly, looking at all civil and military officials, there are too few Zijuns who are about the same age as Xiao Sugar, and Chang Shu has no choice.

Hey, sad, so sad.

So much so that when she looked at the sixteen-grade breakfast in front of her, she didn't have any appetite, so she put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Are you awake?"

Aunt Chuyue replied: "Nurse said that last night she had tossed and tossed for a long time, so she went to bed late, and today I'm afraid I will wake up for more than half an hour."

Afraid that Chang Shu wouldn't be eating, she went around to the other side and brought over a bowl of pheasant soup, then put some in a small white porcelain bowl, and put it gently in Chang Shu's hand.

Chang Shu didn't want to satisfy her, so she took a sip with a spoon.

"Maybe it scared her last night."

Aunt Chuyue also felt that she had done something wrong, after all, she was a little baby less than three years old, and what she did was all based on her heart, so she said politely: "How old is my little master, and I won't do it when I grow older. It's ridiculous."

The more she talked about Chang Shu, the more guilty she felt. She stroked her forehead and said, "This soup is good, let's leave it to Xiao Sugar Alcohol."

Aunt Chuyue complied, and ordered the maidservant to bring the soup to the stove and sit on it, waiting for Xiao Sugar Alcohol to wake up and drink warm.

"Forget it, I will personally send it to find her."

Just take it as an apology to Little Sugar Alcohol.

In fact, Xiao Sugar Alcohol woke up early, and when she opened her eyes, she remembered what Chang Shu reprimanded her last night, and she inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

Afraid of being punished again after seeing Chang Shu, she acted recklessly, unwilling to leave the bedroom, rolling around on the couch, no matter how much the nanny tried to persuade her, it was useless.

Tired of rolling, he asked Mammy to pour a glass of water.

When drinking water with pouting mouth, I smell an elegant fragrance, faint and soft, like drinking milk, um, mother's hair oil smells like this.

She couldn't help raising her eyes, and saw that the person holding the porcelain cup was Chang Shu.

As soon as she said it, she shrunk her mouth, crawled down, got into the quilt as if fleeing for her life, and curled up into a ball.

Chang Shu felt angry and funny, lifted the gauze curtain, picked her up with the quilt, and put her on the embroidered pier.

"Stand still."

Little Sugar Alcohol listened to the order, and tentatively landed with both feet.

Afraid that she would be bored, Chang Shu picked out the corner of the quilt, and untied it along the direction of the wrapping, revealing Xiao Sugar Alcohol's face that was hot from boredom: "What are you hiding from?"

"...Afraid of mother."

"You, if you knew this earlier, why bother?"

Obviously, Little Sugar Alcohol didn't understand what he said, and stared at Chang Shu with wide-eyed eyes, then quickly retracted it, and buried it in his chest in shame.

"...I got it wrong."

Chang Shu listened very comfortably.Knowing how to admit mistakes is good, this is much better than Mu Qingchen who did something wrong and refused to admit it.

She smoothed the broken hair behind Xiao Sugar's ears little by little, and changed the topic: "It's not hot today, do you want to go out with mother to relax?"

Which doll is not playful, Little Tang and Sour immediately forgot her troubles, regained her energy, jumped on the embroidered pier twice and said: "Call me, Third Aunt."

"Then it would be nice to go to Mount Li. Third Aunt is afraid of the heat, and the mountains are cool."

Mu Qingchen was also very tired from playing all morning, so he rode his horse straight up to the Huanglong Temple on the top of the mountain, and stopped under the old elm tree in front of the temple to enjoy the shade.

Niu Juhua tied the horse rope to the horse tethering stone, and fanned her with her sleeve: "My son-in-law, let's rest here for a while, let's go to the temple for some fasting."

He brushed away the dust on the stone steps, helped Mu Qingchen to sit down, while he sat cross-legged on the ground, and together with Mu Qingchen looked at the dense green of the distant mountains and the spotless sky.

Not long after, I heard the temple door behind me open.

Mu Qingchen had nothing to do, turned around following the sound, his pupils trembled suddenly, isn't this the third lady who just met yesterday?It's not Zuo Yue'an who she is holding by her hand.

Coincidentally!Coincidentally!

Mu Qingchen flashed behind the tree holding the cow chrysanthemum, and pricked up his ears to listen to the third lady's words.

"Everything that you have is false, madam, don't be too persistent, you have a pious heart, my Buddha is merciful, and will guide you." A benevolent old host persuaded.

"I have nothing else to ask for except that my son can get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible and be reborn as a human being." The third lady said sadly, and she led Zuo Yue'an to step down the stone steps step by step, "The host doesn't have to send it off anymore."

After finishing speaking, set foot on the mountain path and walk down the mountain.

Mu Qingchen frowned behind the tree and pondered, faintly muttering words such as "persistence", "my son", "out of the sea of ​​suffering", "rebirth as a human being".

Xin said that she couldn't tell that the third lady was a woman with a story.

They have to send someone to investigate thoroughly, and then seize her handle, threatening her and Prime Minister Zuo to hand over Zuo Yue'an, and make a baby kiss with Xiao Tangchun.

Niu Juhua looked at her with squinting eyes, and seeing her malicious smile, she knew that the bad water in her stomach was churning.

Tsk tut twice, and said: "Poor third lady, my son was stillborn on the day of delivery—"

Now he is going to be entrapped by the "tiger butt".

Mu Qingchen: ...

"She also has a son? Why do you know so much?"

"It's a rumor, everyone knows it."

I don't know!The Nineteenth Bachelor's face was a bit embarrassing, and he changed the subject: "These are not important."

The important thing is that she grasped the third lady's weakness.

"Chrysanthemum, come on, follow me into the temple to find out."

She took a few steps outside, and suddenly felt a murderous aura rushing towards her face. The psychological shadow left by Lin Pinru's assassination made her shiver.

Niu Juhua was more responsive than her, her knees seemed to have fallen from an iron block, and she knelt down on the ground with a puff: "Chang...His Royal Highness the Princess."

This night is bound to be restless.

"Mu Qingchen, you are so brave, you dare to deceive me by using your father's name."

Mu Qingchen leaned lazily in the chair, and there was a plate of peanuts on the table in front of her, and she threw two into her mouth from time to time.

"Tonight, no, for the next month, I will sleep in a separate room with you."

"Sleep on the floor."

Mu Qingchen took a sip of tea: "That's a pity, I wanted to discuss the baby kiss with you."

"...Liar, I will never trust you again."

Mu Qingchen squinted at her: "Guess who I met in front of that temple."

Chang Shu thought she was talking nonsense again: "...who?"

"The third wife of Zuo Xiang and Zuo Yue'an."

Look, look, just talking nonsense, really unrepentant.

Knowing that she didn't believe it, Mu Qingchen showed his trump card: "She is deeply concerned about her son's death, so she firmly believes in Buddhism."

When a person has faith, he has his greatest weakness.

Chang Shu figured out what she meant, and her face softened: "...Have you come up with an idea?"

Mu Qingchen was delighted, the eldest princess took the bait.

Clearing his throat, he patted his leg, and then turned his head to look at Chang Shu, cunning and complacency emerged in the depths of his eyes.

Chang Shu looked at that look and felt that it was extremely wretched. She put on an expression that a young daughter-in-law was about to be humiliated, and thought to herself, this is asking Ben Gong to sacrifice her luster, that's all, it's all for her daughter.

Then he turned around and sat in Mu Qingchen's arms, before he could wrap his arms around Mu Qingchen's neck, he was suddenly pushed away.

"What are you thinking, let you beat my leg."

Chang Shu: ...