Chapter 232

This makes Mu Zhi's painting gas break many things in the East building. The slaves are trembling and dare not say a word, so they can only passively look at Mu Zhi's painting.

"Miss, miss --" Qiu Xiang suddenly ran in in a hurry, "the prince is coming."

This made Mu Zhihua recover and look at the mess in the East Building: "you slaves, you don't clean it up for me. If your highness sees it, you will see it."

With that, Mu Zhihua did not hesitate, so he looked at Qiuxiang: "Your Highness is really here?"

"It's true. I watched your highness coming towards the East Tower. The young master is not in the mansion. When your highness comes to the East Building, he can only come to see you. " Qiuxiang promised.

Mu Zhi's eyebrows and eyes were immediately infected with a smile, and he grabbed Qiuxiang in a hurry: "quick, help me to see where there are inappropriate places."

"Miss, it's too late. Your highness will be here soon. What's more, you were born beautiful. Your highness must have been dazed when he saw you. " Qiuxiang has been painting with Mu Zhi for so long. Naturally, she knows what Mu Zhi's painting likes and dislikes.

These Fengcheng words, said Mu Zhi painted a happy face.

She hurried out towards the East building.

When Mu Zhihua came to the front hall of the East Building, the voices of the slaves also rang out one after another: "Your Highness the prince is here."

Mu Zhihua knelt down and said, "Zhihua has seen his Royal Highness the prince. His highness is thousands of years old, thousands of years old."

Her voice is warm and soft, which is different from Mu Cen's words. This is the absolute submission and worship of Li Shiyuan, which can greatly satisfy the vanity of Li Shiyuan.

In other words, it made up for the soft nail in Muchen.

Naturally, Li Shiyuan's attitude was much more moderate: "get up."

Mu Zhihua stands up and looks up. The grievance of Xiaolian is obvious, but it seems that he knows Li Shiyuan's disgust for his entanglement. Finally, Mu Zhihua doesn't say a word, so he just stands.

On the contrary, Li Shiyuan became interested in this kind of painting. He reached for mu Zhi's chin and said, "what's the matter? Is this a contest with the king? "

"I don't know how to draw." Mu Zhi drew a flat mouth and said wrongly.

Li Shiyuan picked his eyebrows and soon let go of Mu Zhi's painting.

In Li Shiyuan's view, compared with Mu Cen, Mu Zhihua is the one who is controlled in the palm of his hand. It's very easy to handle, and it doesn't need to be thought-provoking at all. Mu CEN is the opposite.

Mu Cen's every move, let Li Shiyuan elusive.

"If you don't dare." Li Shiyuan's tone is calm, "follow me, I will not treat you badly."

Mu Zhihua's voice is not as unreasonable as before, and his attitude is much more relaxed. Li Shiyuan looks down at Mu Zhihua's pale face, but he can't stop the bright and moving facial features.

When Mu Zhihua saw Li Shiyuan's soft attitude, he took the initiative to put his boneless hand on Li Shiyuan's arm: "Your Highness, will Zhihua serve you?"

"Your mother has just passed away. Are you in the mood to think about it?" Li Shiyuan asked.

Mu Zhihua's face was a little ugly, but soon, she raised her smile, and her beautiful big eyes were filled with mist: "Your Highness, Zhihua is really afraid here. My mother has gone, Zhihua seems to have no backbone, and only your highness is left. Will you accompany Zhihua, your highness?"

As the voice fell, Mu Zhihua took the initiative to embrace Li Shiyuan's neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss Li Shiyuan's lips.

These days, Li Shiyuan has hardly been a girl.

Because there are many things in the palace, and Li Changtian's health is getting worse and worse, the burden on Li Shiyuan is getting heavier and heavier, so naturally, he has no mind to be close to women.

Now, Mu Zhihua's flattery is just right.

Li Shiyuan let Mu Zhihua kiss, and his big hand became restless. The next moment, he picked up Mu Zhihua and walked towards the house.

Mu Zhihua exclaimed in surprise, but his face was coy.

In the East Building, the silence is lifted away, and it becomes ambiguous.

How many days——

Prince Mu's house gradually returned to normal, and there was no change because of the lack of a Ji Niang and Chen Zhirong.

Mingyan's funeral is over.

Today, Mingyan is about to leave the house of King Mu. Housekeeper Chen has returned Mingyan's deed of sale to Mingyan. Mingyan packed up and went to Luoxue building to bid farewell to Mu Cen.

When he Xiang saw Mingyan, he led Mingyan into the house and closed the door.

Mingyan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to mucen seriously: "I thank you for everything that the eldest lady has done for me. I will bear in mind that in the future, if the eldest lady is useful to me, I will not refuse."

"You're welcome." Mu Cen raises Mingyan.

Mingyan stood up.

Mu Cen took a look at Mingyan, then took out some silver tickets and some silver from the box, tied them into the purse and handed them to Mingyan: "you take these things, you and Ji Niang are always used."

"Miss," she said.

"Take it." Mu Cen's words can't be refused, "when you get out of the palace and go to the teahouse in the market, you tell Xiao Er that you are waiting for the shopkeeper. The second child will naturally arrange for you and send you to Ji Niang. After that, you will leave Kyoto as soon as possible and go as far as possible. "

Mu CEN is explaining Mingyan carefully.

Mingyan nodded repeatedly.

Mu Cen didn't say anything: "OK, let's get out of the house, or it will be late at night. If you are interrogated when you go out of the city gate, you can say that it's from King Mu's house. You have redeemed the deed of sale, and now you have to go back to your hometown. "

"Yes." Mingyan wrote it down carefully.

Mu Cen's voice, Mingyan looking at Mu Cen, voice a little choked: "Miss, take care."

"I will." Mu Cen nodded with a smile.

After that, Mingyan didn't stay in Luoxue building much, but was led by housekeeper Chen and left from the back door of King Mu's house. Mu Cen didn't see her off. She stayed in Luoxue building all the time.

It was late in the evening that Mu Cen got up and went to the ancestral hall again.

Wang Xueshuang's health is getting worse and worse. The medicine Mu Cen gave is just to prolong Wang Xueshuang's life. Compared with the original vigorous old man, after several blows, Wang Xueshuang almost collapsed.

And Mu Hongyuan also gradually restored the original busy, rarely in the palace.

In the house of King Mu, the former liveliness was lost, and he became a bit dead.

"Miss." Housekeeper Chen stops Mu Cen outside the ancestral hall.

Mu Cen looked at housekeeper Chen: "what's the matter, housekeeper Chen? What's the matter? "

"The second lady was picked up by Mr. mu." Housekeeper Chen said quickly, "it's hard for the slave to make a decision, so he came to talk to the first lady."