Chapter 142

She wore a red shawl, and the fox hair on her hat set off Mu Cen's small face and delicate features.

"You look good, miss." He Xiang blinked for a while, but he was very honest.

Mu Cen chuckled and said nothing. He naturally put on his hat and hid himself under his cloak. Then he stepped on the snow and walked towards the front hall.

Zhongyuan Festival is almost the coldest time of the big week.

With the snow, the outdoor temperature is even lower.

Xipiandian has to walk in the front hall for a long time. Along the way, he Xiang can't help shivering with cold, while Mu Cen walks quietly as if he had nothing to do.

The ground was covered with snow.

It's just a bunch of long footprints.

After Mu Cen's figure disappeared into the corridor, Li Shiyuan came out from behind the pillar, and his eyes fell on Mu Cen for a moment.

Rong Jiu also looked at the past and frowned: "Your Highness, the slave has delivered the things, but the slave has left without waiting for Miss Mu to take them."

"Don't worry." Li Shiyuan said faintly, "she won't make fun of herself."

Rong Jiu was puzzled: "I don't understand why Miss Mu has to be a crown princess. The prince may not promise her, but your Highness has already spoken, but miss Mu still wants to refuse? "

Li Shiyuan did not answer Rong Jiu's question.

Soon, Li Shiyuan followed Mu Cen's steps and walked towards the front hall.

Men's footprints quickly cover women's footprints.

And then the continuous fall of snow, once again all the footprints are completely covered, as if nothing had happened, no one has come.

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Inside the front hall——

The atmosphere in the hall was particularly warm. The ministers were bowing their heads to greet each other, and the women's family members were obviously very familiar with each other. They covered their mouths and snickered and kept praising each other.

Only mu Cen, quietly found his own position, sat down, did not participate.

After entering the temple, she heard the most praise and flattery to Mu Zhi's painting.

Mu Cen knows that many things seem to have come naturally to people in Kyoto, but she is always not impatient.

He Xiang gives Mu Cen a cup of hot tea. Mu Cen drinks it slowly, which gradually dispels the chill in his body. In the whole process, Mu Cen has never left his position or talked to anyone.

Even if someone looks at Mu Cen curiously, Mu Cen just politely returns a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

But mu Cen can accurately name everyone.

Never even admit to being wrong.

He Xiang was shocked and could not be shocked any more: "Miss, how do you remember all these people? Look, you're right for everyone who comes to say hello. "

Most importantly, Mu Cen has never met these people.

How does Mu Cen do it.

Mu Cen said with a faint smile: "take a little thought to remember."

He Xiang nodded, and then stood quietly. Mu Cen bowed his head and drank tea seriously. Because she knew better than anyone that these people were walking in the palace.

In the last life, in order not to make mistakes, Mu Cen spent a lot of time smoothing out all the interpersonal relationships. Only in this way can Mu Cen help Li Shiyuan better.

But these people are also the black hands who helped Li Shiyuan push himself into the abyss step by step.

The people in this hall, Mu Cen one by one glanced past, but saw a different fate.

Only long Shaoyun, who is as quiet as before, and Li Shiyuan, who is silent in his position and occasionally has a few words to talk with others in a low voice.

One is the one who gave his life to help himself.

One is someone who has never been in contact with in the last life.

How many of the rest are clean?

Mu Cen cold smile, no longer think.

Until Li Shiyuan and long Shaoyun's eyes fall on Mu Cen at the same time, Mu Cen notices, but mu Cen's face is still. She drinks tea quietly, and doesn't even give her eyes to anyone.

Soon, the sharp voice of the eunuch outside the hall came: "emperor, the Empress Dowager has arrived."

The people in the hall put down everything and knelt down together: "I'll see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor. The Empress Dowager is thousands of years old, thousands of years old. "

Mu CEN is also among them.

This is the first time that Mu Cen sees the emperor in this life, but her eyes are always cold.

Today, Li Changtian is on the left side of the empress dowager, while Qu Huashang is on the right side of the Empress Dowager.

Li Changtian was obviously in a good mood. He waved his hand and said, "all Qing are flat."

"Long live the emperor." All the ministers responded.

Mu Cen caught in the crowd, slowly got up, quietly watched Li Changtian walk in front of him, the surface was still.

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The Palace Banquet of the Chinese New Year's day began.

Singing and dancing are peaceful. The most important part of the Palace Banquet is to celebrate the Empress Dowager's birthday. The palace dignitaries who can come here almost change their ways to please the Empress Dowager.

All kinds of treasures were brought out to celebrate the birth of the Empress Dowager.

Of course, the people in King Mu's residence are no exception.

Mu Hongyuan personally sent Beiyi's most precious Saussurea involucrata, which blooms once a thousand years and bears fruit once a thousand years. When it can be picked, it will have to wait a thousand years.

The degree of rarity can be imagined.

Although there are exaggerations, it is a fact that it is difficult to pick snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain. They all grow on the cliffs of snow mountain.

So they say that a snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain may cost hundreds of people's lives, but the white snow lotus seems to be red with blood. After it is boiled into soup, the color of the soup is like blood.

But it can make people live longer.

Naturally, the Empress Dowager was very happy when she received the gift. She asked the slaves to take it away and praised it.

Chen Zhirong looked at the Empress Dowager with a smile. Then she took the initiative and said, "madam, Zhihua has also prepared a birthday present for you."

"Oh?" The Empress Dowager is interested.

In the past, a gift from Prince Mu's house represented the whole Prince's house. Mu Zhihua didn't have the habit of giving it away alone. Suddenly, everyone looked at Mu Zhihua.

Mu Zhihua's inherent shyness and coquettishness in front of the public are incisively and vividly displayed. Then she took the brocade box from the slave's hand and respectfully handed it to the Empress Dowager.

"Empress dowager, this is the handkerchief that Zhihua embroidered for you. Naturally, it can't be a gift from your father and the ministers in the court. It must be, but it's Zhihua's intention." Mu Zhihua's shy mouth.

The Empress Dowager didn't say anything. She nodded and let people take it.

And Mu Zhihua stood in the same place waiting for the Empress Dowager to praise herself.