Because Li Shiyuan needs more than himself to be careful here.

And this place, for this deep palace, is really a remote place, almost close to the location of the cold palace.

Normally, no one would come.

Always afraid of being implicated.

Mu Cen did not speak, so quietly walking, Li Shiyuan negative hand and stand, with Mu Cen's side, occasionally when the wind blows, leaves were blown up.

They walked quietly.

All the way to Lenggong, Mu Cen's steps suddenly stopped.

Cold palace.

Before she died, she lived in this cold and heartless palace for three months. From the day she gave birth to the prince, she was dragged to the cold palace by Li Shiyuan and locked up here.

She was crying, but no one paid attention to her, and her tendons in her feet and hands had already been broken. It was impossible for her to leave here.

Even the most humble maids in the cold palace can trample on themselves.

Now it's like standing at the gate of the cold palace, but the shrill cry of the previous life is coming, and the feeling of headache is becoming more and more obvious.

Always feel that there is something to break the gate, but always can not find a breakthrough, can only so desperately cycle in their own mind, for a long time can not be dispersed.

That kind of headache feeling swept over again.

Mu Cen's subconscious faltering.

Li Shiyuan had hugged Mu Cen's waist for the first time: "are you afraid of it?"

Li Shiyuan asked directly.

Mu Cen didn't speak.

Li Shiyuan's eyes also fell on the cold palace, light mouth: "if you marry the prince, become the crown princess, after the prince is not interested in you, you also have no use value, maybe you will appear here one day."

"No way." Mu Cen want to also don't want to deny, "this life is impossible."

"Mu Cen, life is too long, can you be sure?" Li Shiyuan asked Mu Cen.

Mu Cen didn't speak.

She knows all about what happened in the palace of the last life. She can't let herself get involved in such a nightmare. But these, Mu Cen and Li Shiyuan did not explain.

Li Shiyuan doesn't seem to care about Mu Cen's silence. Suddenly, he smiles so lightly. Mu Cen subconsciously looks at Li Shiyuan: "what are you laughing at? No one came to the cold palace. It's still laughing. "

"Don't you want to live in the side hall not far from Lenggong?" Li Shiyuan asked.

Mu Cen

Can you kill people? Yes. Looking for a chance, Mu Cen will kill Li Shiyuan. It's not polite.

When Mu Cen was silent, Li Shiyuan had already looked at Mu Cen: "my mother's concubine also lived here."

Mu Cen suddenly looked up at Li Shiyuan. Although he didn't know about Li Shiyuan in the last life, he had more or less heard of Rong Fei. When Rong Fei died, the royal family said that she died of illness, and even buried her according to the specifications of the imperial concubine.

But now Li Shiyuan suddenly opens his mouth like this.

But mu CEN is very clear that Li Shiyuan won't tell such a lie to himself. In a sense, Mu Cen can feel li Shiyuan's care for his mother and concubine.

She twisted her eyebrows and blurted out: "if I remember correctly, when Rong Fei died, her fourth highness was only three or four years old. What can I know?"

Li Shiyuan chuckled: "do you think I'm fooling you?"

"That's not the case." Mu CEN is direct, "nobody can that birth mother deceive, just I don't understand four his highness and I say these is what purpose?"

"You're so smart, can't you guess?" Li Shiyuan asked.

Mu Cen was quiet: "OK." She nodded, "even if I didn't enter the palace, not the imperial concubine, nor the crown princess, but Princess yuan, won't my fourth highness knock me into the cold palace one day?"

Mu Cen asked Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan quieted down and didn't give Mu Cen the answer.

Mu Cen suddenly walked in like this. Li Shiyuan was surprised, but mu Cen didn't seem to care at all. He stretched out his hand to brush the dust that didn't exist at Li Shiyuan's neckline, and his eyes gradually cooled down.

"Your Highness, life is too long. No one knows what will happen in the future. Therefore, taking a step by step and taking precautions does not mean that life is like this." Mu Cen light mouth.

When Mu Cen's voice fell, Li Shiyuan's hand suddenly wrapped Mu Cen's hand in his palm.

Mu Cen was stunned. He didn't expect Li Shiyuan to be so bold.

But Li Shiyuan didn't respond to Mu Cen's words. A backhand, with ten distinct fingers, just pinched Mu Cen's slender fingers.

Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows and looked at Li Shiyuan: "fourth highness --"

"Well?" Li Shiyuan is not impatient.

Mu Cen's hand moved.

Li Shiyuan was serious: "you said it. If you become Princess yuan, will a Japanese king go into the cold palace? Now that you have said it, how do you know if you don't try?"

Mu Cen

OK, she should know that Li Shiyuan should be serious and tell you that it's impossible. Whoever believes it is a fool.

Yu Guang of Mu Cen's canthus looks at the hand that two people hold each other, the palm can't help but clench a fist.

But Li Shiyuan accidentally released Mu Cen: "Mu Cen, the palace is not an ideal place."

"When you have no choice, even if there are rough waves ahead, you can only move forward, because retreating may be an abyss." Mu Cen finished his words calmly.

Li Shiyuan took a deep look at Mu Cen, and then he didn't speak again.

Two people no longer talk, so side by side back to the position of the west side hall, lotus fragrance has been waiting in the west side hall, there is not even a servant here.

Mu Cen stopped at the gate of xipiandian: "OK, your highness, I have arrived."

Li Shiyuan nodded and didn't stop. Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows and looked at Li Shiyuan. Li Shiyuan didn't say anything, but walked towards the hall. Mu Cen was quiet for a moment, followed him, and he stood still.

See two people into the hall, lotus incense immediately open mouth: "Miss, maidservant is outside, what's the matter, miss call maidservant at any time."

Mu Cen nodded and he Xiang closed the door.

In the side hall, only mu Cen and Li Shiyuan were left soon. Li Shiyuan looked around the side hall. There was no one living here all the year round, so it had a musty smell. In such a season, it was much colder. In addition, it was in the West. At night, the wind was bitter.

Mu Cen's identity, living here, is wronged.

Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen: "it's just three days. Pay attention here. Don't make any more trouble for me. In the palace, I can't appear at any time. If you can't protect yourself, you'll be dead. "