Chapter 212

The slaves around immediately followed him, but when he came near Chen Zhirong, he was still scared, for fear that the ghost of Luoxue would come back for his life in the next moment.

And Mu Cen seems to be so hard to stimulate the picture, obviously staggered.

One side of the lotus incense immediately held Mu Cen: "Miss, what's the matter with you?"

"He Xiang, take me back." Mu Cen calmed down and explained the lotus fragrance word by word.

But if it's superfluous, Mu Cen didn't say it again, even Mu Cen didn't look at the people present, turned and walked out of the dungeon.

She can't go on like this.

With a magic trick, Mu Cen's spirit will be almost exhausted. The more powerful the magic trick is, the more so it is. This time, Mu Cen not only uses the magic trick to control mu zhantian's sword, but also maintains Luoxue's spirit body created by Ji Niang before the curtain falls.

Under the double stimulation, Mu Cen couldn't stand it.

If you continue to stay here, the next one who spits blood and dies will be yourself.

That kind of bloody continuously rush up of felling, also follow more and more obvious, Mu Cen tightly grasps lotus fragrance of say, steady pace, quickly walk toward the dungeon mouth.

He Xiang also felt Mu Cen's abnormality, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, so carefully supported Mu Cen: "Miss, you slow down."

And the people in the dungeon didn't think much about it.

Mu zhantian and Mu Zhihua are in a dazed dispute.

Mu Hongyuan took a look and said nothing.

After all, for a girl's family, this kind of picture is more bloody and frightening, not to mention that the person who appears is mu Cen's mother and concubine, so mu Cen's reaction is normal for mu Hongyuan.

When Mu Cen went out, housekeeper Chen had already come in with the master in a hurry.

The two passed by.

When he saw such a picture, the master's face was also frightened. For a moment, there was no reaction. His eyes subconsciously fell on Mu Cen. Mu Cen looked back coldly, and the master immediately took back his eyes.

Mu Cen's eyes are too cold.

It's cold without a trace of temperature.

In this cold, with the anger of seeping people, it is even more surprising that people can't say a word.

"The imperial concubine of chaodu, the imperial concubine of the side of the funeral, clean up the place." Mu Hongyuan orders the master coldly.

The master returned to his senses and answered repeatedly.

After that, Mu Hongyuan explained to housekeeper Chen, "if you send Miss Chen back, I'm afraid she's also frightened tonight. I'll ask the doctor to show her."

"Yes." Housekeeper Chen dare not neglect.

He caught up with Mu Cen in three or two steps.

Mu Cen didn't say anything.

At the foot of the pace is not fast, but the lotus incense holding Mu Cen can obviously feel Mu Cen's unstable body.

At the moment when Mu Cen came out of the dungeon, the feeling of fishy and sweet suddenly came to his heart, and he couldn't control it any more. The next moment, Mu Cen vomited blood in his mouth and coughed desperately.

Originally appears pale face, at the moment like a piece of white paper, even looks like gradually become transparent.

It's very similar to Luoxue that made people feel scared before.

Housekeeper Chen was also stunned for a moment, and then immediately returned to his mind: "Miss, I'll call the doctor for you right away."

"No Mu Cen answered, and quickly grasped the hand of housekeeper Chen, "housekeeper Chen, clean up here quickly, don't mention my hematemesis with anyone."

Housekeeper Chen frowned: "Miss, but you are like this..."

"No, but." Mu Cen said it directly.

Housekeeper Chen looked at Mu Cen's eyes and immediately nodded: "I know."

Mu Cen didn't say anything. Ren Hexiang helped himself to the falling snow building. Along the way, he Xiang looked at Mu Cen nervously, but mu Cen seemed more calm.

But mu Cen's face didn't soften.

Almost all of his strength depended on He Xiang.

After entering the falling snow building, he Xiang wants to send Mu Cen into the house. As a result, Mu Cen just takes a look at the still closed door, and then says faintly: "you don't have to go in. Anyone who wants to come will say that I have a rest. I'll talk about other things tomorrow. "

"Miss, you are like this..." he Xiang is not at ease.

"Get out." Mu Cen's voice has no compromise, also less previous good temper.

Some things, Mu Cen will not let Hexiang know, Hexiang know too much, and no good. Secondly, Li Shiyuan is still in the house. When he Xiang sees Li Shiyuan, he will scream in amazement.

Don't ask why Mu Cen knows.

It seems that as long as you are close to luoxuelou, you can smell the light sandalwood smell on Li Shiyuan. This man never left at all.

Li Shiyuan had been waiting in the building before he hurried from the building.

He Xiang wanted to say something, then looked at Mu Cen's gloomy face, and finally nodded: "I know. If you have something to do, you can call me at any time. "

Mu Cen made a sound.

He Xiang didn't dare to stay any longer. He quickly walked towards his room. Mu Cen stood in the same place for a while. Until he Xiang's figure disappeared from his face, Mu Cen pushed the door in.

……

In the house——

Sure enough, the moment Mu Cen walked into the house, he saw Li Shiyuan's figure. Li Shiyuan's eyes fell on Mu Cen, and at the first time he felt something was wrong.

The next moment, Li Shiyuan moved to Mu Cen's face: "what happened?"

Mu Cen didn't open his mouth. He just waved Li Shiyuan away and walked towards the bed. However, in such a pace, Mu Cen still seemed to be staggering, and even tried to pretend to be a town in front of Li Shiyuan.

The serious overdraft of spirit and spirit makes Mu Cen fall in front of Li Shiyuan in the next second.

"Mu Cen." Li Shiyuan stops Mu Cen.

Mu Cen ignored Li Shiyuan and waved away the man. She didn't want to show any timidity in front of Li Shiyuan: "if it's OK, your highness, please come back. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for your highness to stay here in the dead of night when such a big thing has happened in the palace. "

Mu Cen said it directly word by word.

Even Mu Cen didn't look at Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan where is so good to send people, his eyes slightly narrowed, heavy fell on the body of Mu Cen: "Chen Zhirong died?"

Mu Cen nodded.

There's nothing to hide. Even if Li Shiyuan doesn't know what happened in the dungeon tonight, the news of Chen Zhirong's death the next day will spread all over Kyoto.

After all, no matter how you look at Chen Zhirong, someone will come to mourn her death, not to mention Chen's family behind her.

Where is it so easy to start and finish.

After being stirred by Muchen in this way, everyone's attention will not focus on Muchen, but is anxious to clean up the mess.