Rotten Terrier - Chapter 106

The master has spoken, and there is no reason for the minion to disobey. Aunt Chuyue sent someone to urge the horse guard to prepare a car and horse, but she was still persuading her.

“Mu Qingchen will know your identity sooner or later. I just found a short sight now, and I’m still thinking about it. Why don’t you wait two more days.”

“…We are going to send it as a greeting card, and invite her to visit the lake to relax, and bring some tribute wine from the imperial dining room and the dancers from Liyuan. We are waiting for you with singing and dancing. You can talk to her peacefully.”

Aunt Chuyue followed Chang Shu’s steps. As soon as she spoke, her tongue was dry, but she didn’t see any looseness on Chang Shu’s face, but her pace accelerated.

“She really wants to **** my house! It’s all about bullying the house on the days of the Imperial College, and when it comes to choosing a consort, I will toss people.” Chang Shu said angrily.

Ji’er was soft again, and when he sat on Qixiang Baonian, he said whether he should take a doctor to show Mu Qingchen to see his body.

The voice is not too big or small, like talking to oneself, but also like talking to others.

Aunt Chuyue thinks that it is good for her to be soft-hearted, so as not to meet Mu Qingchen’s aggressiveness for a while, but instead arouse Qingchen’s unhappiness.

One is unhappy and the other is unhappy. The consequences are conceivable, and it is possible to start, besides, it is not that the two people have never touched each other.

If you visit Mu Qingchen under the pretext of taking the imperial doctor to see Mu Qingchen, you can be regarded as a step down, meaning “the princess does not care about your absurd behavior.”

When the two met, they couldn’t show their swords drawn.

Mu Qingchen didn’t even think about looking for short-sightedness, it was nothing more than frightening her parents and exasperating.

You must know that she has made a lot of determination before she decides to let go of her rich and honorable life, choose to leave her hometown and travel the world.

Of course, on the other hand, she reads too much book, and wants to learn the willfulness and unrestrainedness of the End of the World Swordsman.

As a result, success was exchanged for her father’s harmony and whispers.

“Chen’er, come, Daddy will feed you the porridge, blow it, and be careful to scald it.” Mu Guoguo almost died and Qingchen handed a spoonful of porridge soup to Mu.

Mu Qingchen took a sip of face and opened the script in his hand.

Seeing that she was in a good mood, Mr. Mu moved his **** forward, and continued: “Daddy knows that you don’t want to be a concierge, but the emperor’s fate is hard. As the saying goes,’The king lets the minister die, the minister has to die.” It is very easy to follow the decree, but it is especially difficult to follow the rule. “Those who follow the emperor prosper, and those who oppose the ruler perish.” You have to understand these principles.”

Chang Shu, who happened to come to the door of the room: He is just a master, is it so cruel and inhumane?

She can be regarded as understanding why Mu Qingchen is not the master of life and death, because there is a pessimistic and depressed father!

Jiahe was beside her, and a cool breeze rose from her backbone after hearing this shocking remark made by her husband. Looking at the princess’s white and black face again, her heart immediately followed her spine, pulling out the cold.

There is an illusion that Mu Guo Gong’s good days are about to end.

She was afraid that Mr. Mu would go on talking, and she was going to open her mouth and say something like “Princess, be careful of the steps”, so as to remind the father and daughter in the room.

Will **** the breath into his mouth, Chang Shu raised his hand and stopped her, not even forgetting to warn her with his peripheral light.

Jiahe immediately swallowed his words back into his stomach.

Fortunately, it was not Mr. Mu, but Mu Qingchen who continued to speak, but after hearing her sigh, she said in a low voice: “…Father, I won’t hide it from you anymore…”

Is this going to be a secret?

Chang Shu’s curiosity was itchy, ignoring the decent princess Dahua, covering her ears close to the door screen, listening to the corner of the wall to the end.

I heard a hesitation from the inside: “Father, in fact, I’m a broken sleeve.”

Rumbling.

When Chang Shu’s Tianling covered it, a bunch of thunders exploded.

This is probably the legendary thunderbolt, or the kind that cuts people out of focus and tender in the inside.

Chang Shu stayed for a while, and couldn’t get back to his senses for a long time.

Not only her

, Left to Jiahe, right to Chuyue Aunt, were all stunned by this thunder.

The whole world fell silent suddenly.

It was Mr. Mu who broke the silence. With his trembling hands, he overturned the bowl of hot rice porridge.

With a bang, the porcelain bowl with blue traces on the white background fell to the ground, and the soup was scattered all over the place.

He stubbornly selective amnesia: “What did you say, Dad didn’t catch it.”

Mu Qingchen felt that her father’s expression was dull, and he seemed to be nagging, and he didn’t dare to provoke him for a while. After all, things like “broken sleeves” take some time to accept.

He replied with blinking eyes: “I said, I am…broken sleeve.”

After the last two words were uttered, there was another bang—Gong Mu fell to the ground.

Mu Qingchen wanted to help him, but he jumped up abruptly and said grimly: “You, you honestly explain, do you agree with Yixiaobai…”

Mu Qingchen:…

“You have a surly character since you were young, and you have refused to get close to anyone else. You are the only one with Yixiaobai. Oh, that’s how it is, that’s how it is!” Mu Guogong cursed loudly, his heart was full of sadness, oh my god, a broken sleeve Lord, it’s the crime of deceiving the emperor naked.

It’s cold, it’s cold, his Mu’s family is going to be completely cold.

And Chang Shu outside the door still maintained the awkward posture of listening to the corner, and in his heart he scolded Yi Xiaobai for the individual without completeness.

Okay, so you are Xiaobai, my palace treats you as a friend, but you want to sleep with my palace.

She was very angry, her eyes spit fire, her teeth creaked, her fist tugged fiercely, and she turned away.

Jiahe’s heart was not good, so he hurried to chase after him. He hugged Chang Shu’s arm until he reached the gate of the mansion. He knelt down and begged: “Your Majesty Princess, don’t get angry, Chen’er is not sensible, I am a mother. Wait for her to accompany you.”

Chang Shu is a bit arrogant and temperamental. To the royal family, everyone in the world is a servant of the Chang clan, but she would not be disrespectful to Jiahe, holding on to the chaotic fire of the internal organs, looking down at Jiahe. Give birth to a sense of “At the same time the world has fallen into humans, why do we have met before when we meet”.

She couldn’t accept the fact that Mu Qingchen had broken his sleeves, so why not Jiahe.

With tears flickering in her eyes, she helped Jiahe get up, prepared a few words of comfort, and wanted to tell Jiahe.

Emotions were brewing, and a familiar figure-Yi Xiaobai sprang out of the palace.

“Chenchen is okay!” Yi Xiaobai ran into the mansion sweating profusely, grabbed the concierge, and shook desperately, “Is it dead? Is there any rescue?”

Turning his head, he met with Chang Shu and froze immediately.

She opened the concierge and rubbed her eyes desperately: “Chang, Chang Shu?”

After that, she tentatively stepped forward and kept looking around Chang Shu, who was wearing a gorgeous palace dress. She seemed to be unbelievable. She felt that this dignified energy was a common book she knew, but it was not a common book.

“Are you…Zijun?” Yi Xiaobai didn’t dare to get too close, and took a few steps away.

Chang Shu was generous, nodded, admitted, and asked her: “Are you…broken sleeve?”

Yi Xiaobai:! ! ?

She was still immersed in the fact that Chang Shu was Zijun, in a daze, and when she was asked like this, she became more confused: “Broken sleeve?”

Isn’t Chenchen who broke the sleeve?

Ah, it’s so difficult to expose the personality of Chenchen!

Yi Xiaobai’s face was tangled: “You, do you know everything?”

She glanced at Jiahe, whose cheeks rose to the color of pig liver again: “You… also know?”

Chang Shu and Jiahe replied in unison: “Yes.” They all know that you and Mu Qingchen have a leg.

Yi Xiaobai only sighed that Mu Qingchen had finished playing, and she felt sad for a while, and her brows were bitter and silent.

Looking up, he noticed that Chang Shu’s eyes were densely covered with bloodshot eyes, and it looked like he was going to eat people, which was terrible.

The bathroom asked with concern: “What’s wrong with your eyes?”

Chang·Burning with anger·Shu sneered, and said in a cloud of mist: “It’s nothing, the rivals are really jealous when they meet.

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Yi Xiaobai:! ! ?