Chapter 166

There is only one word in it, which is the handwriting of shopkeeper Wang.

[return]

Besides, there are no more words.

This makes Mu Cen's eyebrows narrowed slightly, thinking about the deep meaning of the word.

Since he came back from the palace, Mu Cen has never been to the shop, but the situation of the shop does not mean Mu CEN is not clear, because manager Wang will fly pigeons every day to report the progress to Mu Cen.

Mu Cen told shopkeeper Wang in the same way about what he wanted to explain.

There was no problem during this period.

And the shops are more and more on the right track, so you can imagine how busy shopkeeper Wang is. And now it's cold suddenly passed such a note.

In contact with manager Wang for a period of time, Mu Cen knows the person of manager Wang.

This person has always said one thing and two things. He will never mention anything irrelevant. What manager Wang can handle will not be delayed to Mu Cen.

And now——

Is something wrong?

If something happens, Li Shiyuan and Mu Zhanxiao can't be quiet. Mu Cen didn't think about whether there was a problem.

But no matter what, Mu Cen knows that Yu Qingyu should go to the shop. The legend of flying pigeon can't express everything clearly.

But mu Cen knew better why he was staying at home in King Mu's mansion these days.

It's not for anything else. It's just hiding from Li Shiyuan.

The sudden ambiguous feeling makes Mu Cen easily distracted when he sees Li Shiyuan. In this case, distraction is the most fatal danger for mu Cen.

What's more, Mu Cen knows Li Shiyuan's mind very well.

As long as she married into the East Palace, she and Li Shiyuan were absolutely opposite. They could not be friends but enemies. It's just that the sharp blade in Mu Cen's hand will not stab Li Shiyuan's chest in this life.

After sinking, Mu Cen stood up.

She put the pigeon back and burned the note to ashes.

He Xiang had finished the rainbow rose cake, but still had something to say. Looking at the appearance of Mu Cen standing up, he Xiang Leng said: "Miss, do you want to go out?"

"I've been in the mansion for a long time. I'm a little annoyed. It's good to go out for a walk." Mu Cen smiles at the lotus fragrance.

Lotus fragrance immediately Oh a: "maidservant immediately give you make-up."

Mu Cen didn't refuse.

He Xiang changed Mu Cen's light clothes, tied up his bun at will, applied a little powder, and didn't make up heavily. But in such laziness, he still couldn't stop the bright between mu Cen's eyebrows and eyes.

"You look good, miss." He Xiang couldn't help opening his mouth every time.

Mu Cen just a faint smile.

When he got up, he Xiang took out the Pearl hairpin from the jewelry box and inserted it into Mu Cen's bun: "Miss, this hairpin is most suitable for you. Simple, elegant and beautiful. Just a hairpin is enough. Other hair accessories are cumbersome. "

He Xiangzai carefully looks at Mu Cen in the bronze mirror, and then adjusts the position of the hairpin for mu Cen.

Mu Cen also looked at the bronze mirror. When his eyes finally fell on the hairpin, Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows and tightened his fingers in his wide sleeves.

"Miss, did the maidservant hurt you?" He Xiang was also a little scared.

Mu Cen shook his head: "no, change this hairpin."

"Ah?" Lotus fragrant Leng for a while, "but this hairpin is very beautiful."

Mu Cen didn't speak. He just looked at He Xiang. He vomited his tongue. He immediately changed the hairpin for mu Cen and re matched the two headdresses.

Mu Cen didn't say anything. He stood up and went out directly.

Pearl hairpin so shelved on the dresser, lotus fragrance hastily put away hairpin, this just keep up with the pace of Mu Cen.

They quickly left the house.

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Mu Cen was not in a hurry to go to the shops. Instead, he went around the market in Kyoto and had a cup of tea in the teahouse. The teahouse is the most lively place in Kyoto.

All the grapevine and unofficial history came from here.

And the storytelling of teahouse vividly describes the two shops that have sprung up all of a sudden. The owner of the shop is described as divine, and the people below are also very fond of talking about it.

Mu Cen just drinks tea quietly.

He Xiang stood on one side, listening attentively.

Until the storyteller finished, Mu Cen paid for the tea, and then he took the lotus fragrance out of the teahouse. When he looked outside the teahouse, he could clearly see the situation inside the shop.

It's crowded.

He Xiang couldn't help saying, "you are really good, miss. Now they say that the two shops are making money every day. How many people are lining up for it. Other shops are pale and angry, and they can't help being red eyed. "

He Xiang naturally knows that the shop belongs to Mu Cen.

Mu Cen chuckled, but didn't say anything. Then he went around the back door of the shop and walked into the backyard of the shop from the side door.

Xiuniang in the backyard was seriously embroidering, and she didn't notice anyone coming.

Mu Cen didn't speak. He just glanced and quietly stepped on the stairs to the wing room on the second floor. Shopkeeper Wang had received the news and was waiting for mu Cen in the wing room.

See Mu Cen push the door and enter, Wang shopkeeper immediately got up and asked an: "I've seen the eldest lady."

Mu Cen said nothing and sat down. Manager Wang arranged her favorite tea and boiled water according to Mu Cen's habit.

This is a tacit understanding between the two.

Mucen makes tea seriously. Shopkeeper Wang quietly reports to mucen what happened in the past few days and shows the account to mucen by the way.

Mu Cen just took a look and put it aside: "manager Wang can handle these things. I'm very relieved. I don't need to report everything to me."

Shopkeeper Wang answered and collected the account.

Mu Cen poured tea for shopkeeper Wang, and then picked up the cup and smelled it. Then he drank it in a sip, but mu Cen's eyes always fell on shopkeeper Wang.

But just like this, shopkeeper Wang seems to be in a cold sweat.

"What's wrong with manager Wang's Flying Pigeon sending me to the shop?" Mu Cen light mouth asked, clearly plain tone, but with chilly majesty.

Shopkeeper Wang didn't say a word for a long time, which made him embarrassed.

Suddenly, Mu Cen put down his cup and looked at the entrance of the room. The door of the room was pushed open, and Li Shiyuan's figure appeared at the door of the room.

Shopkeeper Wang could not tell whether he was relieved or more nervous. His voice stuttered: "Miss, you are talking with your fourth highness. The servant goes down to have a look. There are too many guests these days. I'm afraid the servant below can't greet you completely. If you have something to do, you can call a slave at any time. "