Chapter 228

In recent days, there has been no storm.

Only let Mu Cen feel that some are not used to Li Shiyuan did not appear in the palace.

It seems that Li Shiyuan never came back after that day.

It's just like a thing that has been used to, but it doesn't go on all of a sudden. You always feel lost. Mu Cen chuckles and makes fun of himself.

Then she ignored it and focused on the accounts in front of her.

This was sent by shopkeeper Wang two days ago.

After Chen Zhirong's death, Mu Cen doesn't need to cover up some things. The account sent by manager Wang is directly handed over to housekeeper Chen, who will send it to Mu Cen without saying a word.

That's enough for muczen.

At least you don't need to leave the palace.

The gate of the city also made Mu Cen clear that during this period, it was much safer to be in the palace than to be out of the palace.

But I can't say why, but the uneasiness in my heart has never gone away.

……

Before dinner——

There was a knock on the door outside the Luoxue building, and the voice of lotus fragrance came quickly: "Miss, your Highness the prince is here. Housekeeper Chen is waiting for you outside."

Mu Cen's eyes slightly narrowed. She didn't expect Li Shiyuan to come. She calmed down and immediately replied, "let housekeeper Chen wait on me first, and I'll be there later."

When Li Shiyuan came, Mu Cen didn't neglect him.

It's not because Li Shiyuan's identity is his royal highness, but under such circumstances, Li Shiyuan, who hasn't appeared in King Mu's residence for a long time, suddenly comes, which makes Mu Cen a little wary.

What's more, it's the best way to be careful now.

"Yes." The fragrance of lotus answered.

Soon, he Xiang turns and leaves to inform housekeeper Chen, and Mu Cen changes his clothes. When he Xiang comes back, Mu CEN is almost finished.

He Xiang didn't speak. He supported Mu Cen and went to the front hall.

By the time Mu Cen arrived, Li Shiyuan was already in the front hall.

Mu Cen saw Li Shiyuan's good fortune and asked an: "Mu Cen has seen the prince."

Li Shiyuan was enthusiastic and walked quickly to Mu Cen: "get up."

Li Shiyuan even helped Mu Cen up in person.

Mu Cen didn't show any affectation. He stood up and laughed at Li Shiyuan: "Your Highness, Prince Xie."

They are not too close, but compared with their relationship, the distance is close, only half a person wide.

Mu Cen's eyes flashed a trace of impatience, but it was only a moment, but when he faced Li Shiyuan again, he still laughed.

Li Shiyuan's big palm naturally hooked the hair on Mu Cen's cheek, and then he put his hand on Mu Cen's cheek.

Mu Cen quietly looked at it for a while, then he pulled himself out of Li Shiyuan's confinement without any trace, and then stepped back slightly to keep a proper distance.

This time, Li Shiyuan frowned.

A trace of gloom flashed over Li Shiyuan's face.

Mu Cen didn't seem to see it. He said faintly: "how can your highness come to Mu Wang's house today?"

"There's such a big accident in King Mu's mansion. I should have come because of my feelings and reason." What Li Shiyuan said is direct, the Mou light is not instantaneous falls on Mu Cen's body.

Prince Mu's house is dead, and the side concubine and the fourth lady are all over the palace.

Not to mention the intrauterine, even Kyoto knows no less.

It's just that people in the palace keep quiet about it, but people in Kyoto have been wearing colorful clothes for a long time. If you go to any teahouse in Kyoto, those storytellers change their names, just like telling stories, they are vivid.

The business of the teahouse has been good recently. It can't be better.

"Thanks for your concern, Mu CEN is very grateful." In the face of Li Shiyuan's answer, Mu Cen always appears to be very official.

But in addition, Mu Cen will not throw any extra olive branch to Li Shiyuan.

Let Li Shiyuan have no topic to continue.

This is quite different from Mu Zhi's painting.

At least Li Shiyuan and Mu Zhi are painting together. Mu Zhi's painting is like a flower of interpretation, which can constantly find out different topics and make Li Shiyuan happy.

Mu CEN is on the contrary.

You can always freeze the conversation between them at the fastest speed.

But Li Shiyuan was unable to break through this point.

But even so, Li Shiyuan has never given up. The more difficult the flowers are to be broken, the more interested Li Shiyuan is.

"The side imperial concubine is buried, you didn't go?" Li Shiyuan changed the topic.

Mu Cen's face didn't change and said: "I didn't go. I don't think Princess Yi and the king of Yi county would like me to appear. After all, the people in Kyoto can more or less guess the reason for what happened in the palace. "

This point, Mu Cen did not avoid, she suddenly so low smile, rare words: "besides, Mu Cen now so, also not suitable to go out."

Li Shiyuan nodded.

On the night of Chen Zhirong's death, Mu Cen almost had an accident, and Li Shiyuan also knew about it.

He took another step forward, suddenly pinched Mu Cen's chin, half forced Mu Cen to look up at himself, but Li Shiyuan's eyes fell on Mu Cen's neck.

At the first time when he learned that mucen had an accident, Li Shiyuan was panicked.

But the next second, Li Shiyuan calmly inquired about the situation of he Yuyi and Mu Cen. When he learned that Mu Cen's neck was only deeply slipped, but it didn't hurt the main artery, Li Shiyuan was relieved.

It's just that he Yuyi said that Mu Cen's neck is likely to leave a scar.

For women, Li Shiyuan always wanted to be perfect, not to mention leaving such a horrible wound on his neck. When he wanted to be really intimate, it was just a disgusting thing.

Obviously, what we see now is beyond Li Shiyuan's expectation.

Mucen's neck recovered well, and the scar was only a little light. It didn't take much time to completely disappear.

Li Shiyuan's eyes inevitably flashed a little surprise.

His voice was a little gentle: "is it still painful?"

The belly of the thumb slipped through the wound of Muchen's neck and stopped at the last point.

Muchen didn't move.

It's not a good feeling to be pinched at the neck. What's more, under such circumstances, Mu Cen can't escape what Li Shiyuan wants to do.

She looked at Li Shiyuan quietly, then shook her head faintly: "thank you for your concern, Mu CEN is much better."

With that, Mu Cen moved slightly, and the idea of getting out of Li Shiyuan's hands became more and more obvious.

Li Shiyuan didn't know whether he didn't mind or because of other emotions. He just looked at Mu Cen and was condescending.

Mu Cen did not avoid Li Shiyuan's eyes.