Chapter 14

The same is true of Mu Cen in the last life.

But it is such a person who let Mu Cen dig out his heart and lungs, but finally pushed Mu Cen into the abyss, even his own flesh and blood are buried in the demons of Mu Zhi's paintings.

"Miss --" he Xiang saw Mu Cen stop, looked at Mu Cen strangely and cried.

Mu Cen looked up, but he was calm.

He Xiang has taken the initiative to explain: "Miss, that's Princess Yi. Princess Yi is gentle and easy to get along with. Everyone likes her very much."

"Is it?" Mu Cen light mouth.

He Xiang looked at Mu Cen and nodded cautiously: "if you have a good relationship with Yi county master, you will be more comfortable in the palace."

"Lotus fragrance." Mu Cen glanced at the lotus fragrance, and then said, "you know the person, you know the face, you don't know the heart. You should be careful about people and things. Don't treat people like they are. This is the best way to protect yourself. "

Lotus fragrance a Leng, passively nod: "yes, maidservant knew."

Mu Cen didn't say anything and didn't avoid it. He walked in the direction of Mu Zhi's painting. When Mu Zhihua saw Mu Cen, he was a little surprised. On the surface, he was smiling gently, but in his eyes, he was disgusted.

On the edge of Mu Zhi's painting are two tall men.

Mu Cen recognized it at a glance. It was Mu Zhanxiao and Li Shiyuan.

She was quiet, not humble and not overbearing please an: "Chen Nu has seen the fourth prince, the second brother." Then, Mu Cen looked at Mu Zhihua, but he didn't speak.

She just looked at it, not for a moment.

Mu Zhi's painting is a little frightened by Mu Cen, and his impatience becomes more and more obvious. It's just that in front of Li Shiyuan, Mu Zhi's painting is not easy to show, so he can only pretend to be enthusiastic.

"I'm afraid this is sister Mu Cen." The soft voice of Mu Zhi's painting sounds good.

Mu Zhanxiao looked at it quietly, didn't speak, just stood quietly, Li Shiyuan on one side was gentle with a smile, brushed his hand and said: "get up."

"Thank you, fourth prince." Mu Cen blessed himself and stood up.

The remaining light from the corner of her eye swept Li Shiyuan, and her eyes were a little surprised.

Ming Ming Li Shiyuan was seriously injured two days ago, but now he looks like a person who has nothing to do. He can talk and laugh here.

Mu Cen of the last generation knew little about Li Shiyuan and hardly ever contacted him.

I only know that Li Shiyuan is a gentle and elegant man, but it's just such a man. At the end of the day, he launched a rebellion, but his success fell short and he was beheaded by Li Shiyuan.

In this life, Mu Cen knew that he had already met Li Shiyuan for a long time.

Remembering the jade pendant she wanted from Li Shiyuan, Mu Cen clenched his fist in his sleeve and hid his surprise very well.

This man is far more dangerous than he looks.

"Where are you going, sister?" Mu Zhihua is dissatisfied with being ignored by Mu Cen, and takes the initiative to break this silence.

She looked at Mu Cen's face, is a kind of indescribable jealousy.

Mu Zhi's paintings are beautiful, but they are much worse in front of Mu Cen.

Her beauty needs gorgeous clothes and jewelry to set off, and Mu CEN is just a little pink, but can let people remember. Bright features, so that the sun, moon and stars have been eclipsed.

How can Mu Zhi's painting be captured by others.

Plus Muchen's identity.

Mu Zhi's nails have been firmly pinched into the flesh, but on the surface, she still wants to maintain her consistent image.