"Mu Cen, you are so bloody!" Mu Zhihua wants to tear Mu Cen's face.
Mu Cen murmured again. The sound of the urn seemed to be in great pain, and Mu Hongyuan's voice had already been gloomy: "Mu Zhihua, you still don't get up. Are you going to let people see jokes when you press Mu Cen like this? Don't you know Mu CEN is your sister? "
Mu Zhihua looks at Mu Hongyuan in amazement.
Wang Xueshuang's brow tightened even more: "Zhihua, you are too shameful. It's OK to make trouble in the palace. This is the Meridian Gate. It's the place to enter the palace. How can you make such a trouble? How can you let King Mu's palace have a foothold in the court when it's spread out? "
Mu Zhihua had never been wronged like this, and his eyes became red all of a sudden.
Mu Cen mended a knife blandly: "Princess Yi, I know you didn't mean to, but can you get up now? I'm afraid my legs are really broken. "
This changed Mu Hongyuan's face.
The song "snow girl" by Mu CEN is amazing. Naturally, the emperor has already heard about it and has already called for mu Cen to jump. If at such a juncture, Mu Cen's foot has a problem, you can imagine what the result will be.
Under the promotion of people with a heart, it can become a crime of deceiving the king.
Even if there is no such accident, the emperor will doubt the loyalty of King Mu's house.
Before Mu Hongyuan spoke, mu zhantian dragged Mu Zhihua for the first time. Mu Zhihua couldn't say a word, and his face changed again and again.
"Quick, call the doctor." Mu Hongyuan immediately ordered the slave on one side.
However, Mu Cen took the initiative to hold Mu Hongyuan's hand: "Dad, don't disturb the imperial doctor. This will disturb the emperor. I'm afraid the emperor will be disappointed in the house of King Mu. I'm fine. I'll be fine. I can walk in by myself. I'll let the lotus fragrance support me. "
"Cen'er..." Mu Hongyuan looked at Mu Cen, more and more distressed.
And in Mu Cen, Mu Hongyuan seems to see Luoxue, always looking at himself with firm eyes. Even if he married three wives and four concubines later, Luoxue's eyes never changed.
Mu Cen smiles at Mu Hongyuan calmly, and then looks at the lotus fragrance: "lotus fragrance, help me up."
"Yes." Lotus fragrance immediately should wear, carefully helped Mu Cen up.
"Cen'er, let the imperial doctor take a look." Wang Xueshuang also disagrees.
Mu Cen didn't care with a smile: "grandma, don't worry. It's better to hurry into the palace and let the Empress Dowager wait. That's not good. "
This reminds Wang Xueshuang.
Wang Xueshuang was quiet.
Mammy Li opened her mouth appropriately: "old lady, what the eldest lady said is that the Empress Dowager is still waiting. The eldest lady has always done things in a proper way. Since the eldest lady said that it was ok, it must be OK. If you are really worried, you will come to see the eldest lady in person later."
Wang Xueshuang just nodded.
Chen Zhirong also stepped forward: "cen'er, if you know painting well, don't have the same opinion as Zhihua."
Mu CEN is generous, so looking at Chen Zhirong: "Niang don't worry, I won't think much, I know Princess Yi didn't mean to."
If Mu Cen doesn't investigate, it's over.
It's not ugly at the Meridian Gate.
He Xiang holds Mu Cen, but mu Cen stands upright.
Where can Mu Zhihua be willing? Mu zhantian just tugged Mu Zhihua's hand: "have you had enough trouble. Is it time and field? Are you going to take away your advantage? "
"Don't you know where this is? Walls have ears. Are you blankly making trouble for yourself now? You don't want the crown princess? " Mu zhantian is warning Mu Zhihua in a low voice.
Mu Zhihua looks at mu zhantian: "brother, it's Mu Cen..."
"Forbearance." Mu zhantian's words are concise and comprehensive.
Mu Zhihua swallowed all his words without saying any more. Mu Cen, supported by the lotus fragrance, lifted his eyelids and looked at Mu Zhihua with a smile. When his eyes fell on mu zhantian, it was cold.
Mu zhantian had a shivering feeling.
When mu zhantian looked over, Mu Cen naturally took back his sight and walked forward calmly.
Mu Zhihua lowers his head and follows Mu Zhan on the edge of the sky, without his previous arrogance.
But mu Cen, also very low-key, did not because of this matter, and went to the front of the people of Mu palace, but quietly followed behind.
Wang Xueshuang looks at Mu Cen and likes him a little more.
Even Mu Hongyuan's eyes when he looked at Mu Cen were serious.
It's like my little daughter who has been doting on me for many years. Compared with Mu Cen, she can't be on the stage. Mu CEN is the one who can really respect the world and create benefits for himself.
Compared with Mu Cen, Mu Zhihua seems to be too small-minded. Even because of this kind of bearing, it will completely destroy the event.
Mu Hongyuan sank, and then he regained his sight.
The group continued to walk forward.
But he Xiang looked at Mu Cen nervously and painfully: "Miss, how can Princess Yi do this? She must have done it on purpose. She knows that you want to dance in front of the saint, and now she hurts your feet, so how can you dance tomorrow night?"
Mu Cen laughed: "no harm."
"I didn't see that Princess Yi was such a person before. She used to be very gentle. She talked with the maidservants in a low voice. Since you came back, Princess Yi was just like a different person. Maybe she was worried that you might steal the limelight from her."
He Xiang is straightforward, and naturally speaks much more freely.
Mu CEN is pacifying lotus fragrance: "I say nothing is OK, don't worry."
"I see your skirt is full of blood. You said it's OK, and you didn't let the imperial doctor come." He Xiang said that he really wanted to cry.
Mu Cen did not answer immediately, but looked down at his skirt.
Not soaked, but this looming, but more seeping, Muchen did not care. Ankle injuries are real, but they are only minor.
She prepared the rest of the blood in advance.
It's natural.
Naturally, it is impossible for the imperial doctor to come.
This incident is beyond Mu Cen's expectation. Mu Cen thinks that Mu Zhihua has a little brain, so he won't trouble himself at such a time, so some things are just prepared.
Obviously, Mu Cen overestimated the IQ of Mu Zhihua.
At such a time, it is obvious that we are falling behind, but also to challenge. It is impossible for mu Cen not to accept the debt naturally sent to him.
Mu Cen eyebrow eyes with a trace of cold and disdain.
Do Mu Zhi's paintings belong to the last life?
At the moment of the last life, Mu Zhihua was the one who gave her foot. She fell a piece of shit at the Meridian Gate, which naturally led to ridicule.