Li Shiyuan has already started layout, even before himself.
Mu Cen sank and thought of the note that she handed to manager Wang when she saw him in the private room of the teahouse that day. She asked manager Wang to tell the story to the teachers of the teahouses at the first time, and let the contents of the note spread all over Kyoto in half a month.
It's going on quietly.
Although there is no clue yet.
But it has begun to spread among the people.
In order to ensure the peace and prosperity of the state and the people of the Zhou Dynasty, the emperor could not make the woman of this time a concubine.
The draft is ten days away.
In the case of long illness, Li Changtian believed in the spirit power.
These storytellers in Dazhou folk can't be based on textual research, but more or less, those who listen will still be affected.
This is mu Cen's purpose, to thoroughly and Li Changtian pick clean, nature also can't enter the palace for imperial concubine.
Mucen told me to go on, and shopkeeper Wang had already done it.
It's only two days. Naturally, it's impossible to walk so fast. Even if the master's story is vivid, it will take time to get out.
As a result, early this morning, Mu Cen already got the news that manager Wang's Flying Pigeon had sent a letter. It seems that someone had sent the news a few days earlier.
But not through storytelling, but through other ways.
But the effect is the same.
Even in the other party's words, it is even more alarmist. Obviously, the content has gone through extremely strict arrangement, and there is no loophole, just like a seamless thing.
On the other hand, the news Mu Cen sent out is really like the versions of unofficial history circulated among the people.
Even shopkeeper Wang said that the news earlier than them came from several important temples in Kyoto and even in China when we kept tracing the source.
When the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty offered sacrifices to heaven and ancestors, they would do it in these important temples.
Naturally, it is impossible not to believe the news coming from here.
Even after the establishment of the emperor and the crown princess, the abbot of the temple would come to bless them in person.
The resources in Mu Cen's hands can't reach these places. Li Shiyuan can, but mu Cen knows with his fingers that Li Shiyuan can't do this for himself.
The relationship between the two has never been clear.
But as a man's bad nature, no man will be happy that his woman marries another man, even this man still hates himself.
Therefore, Li Shiyuan would never do such a thing unless his brain was caught in the door.
Now such a situation, plus Li Shiyuan's words, Mu Cen suddenly realized that Li Shiyuan had already done it before he did it himself.
This answer, let Mu Cen hang in the heart of the heart down.
She can enter the palace, but it is absolutely impossible to become Li Changtian's concubine.
It's just that it's impossible for her to delay until she finds the clue, and then enter the east palace. However, there must be gains and losses. Mu Cen sinks and gathers all her emotions.
"So, you see?" Li Shiyuan looks down at Mu Cen.
His voice, let Mu Cen from such thoughts back to God, looked up at Li Shiyuan, did not come to speak, this person's voice is very clear, let all the people present can hear clearly.
"Mu CEN is ready to be the Crown Princess of the king." Li Shiyuan's words are final.
Mu Cen smile, smile appears unusual brilliant: "Your Highness, this is not afraid to hurt the heart of Princess Yi?"
Li Shiyuan did not speak, Mu Cen looked at Li Shiyuan's back with a smile: "Princess Yi is coming."
Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen thoughtfully: "are you on purpose?"
"Not really." Mu Cen deal with some perfunctory, "just coincidence things in the world is always very much."
With that, Mu Cen stopped talking, and Mu Zhihua couldn't stand the stimulation for a long time. His feet softened and he looked at Li Shiyuan with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness, we've known each other since childhood. Can't our feelings for so many years be worth a mu Cen? I'm still pregnant with your Highness's Prince. Isn't it all right? "
Mu Zhihua couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or desperate, so he asked Li Shiyuan in such a voice.
Li Shiyuan twisted his eyebrows and looked at the woman who was soft in front of him. His eyes were a little cold. He didn't even help Mu Zhihua himself, but looked at the slaves.
"Don't you know that Princess Yi is kneeling like this? If Princess Yi has any mistakes, you'll wait to see her. " Li Shiyuan's voice is frightening.
Mu Zhi's face changed again and again.
She shook her head and couldn't believe what was in front of her.
Mu zhantian looked at Mu Zhihua and hinted at him with his eyes.
Now, no matter what happened to Mu Zhi's paintings, Li Shiyuan's words have already been spoken, and the ending has already been decided. It is impossible to change. Mu zhantian is very sober. As far as their current situation is concerned, no matter what, they have to send Mu Zhihua to the Palace first. As long as they enter the East Palace, the child will be born smoothly, and everything will be changeable.
If we really let everything stop here, then they will really draw the end.
When the slave on one side heard this, he immediately stepped forward and half forced Mu Zhihua to drag up from the ground. The whole person was almost on the shelf.
But it was frightening.
After all, Mu Zhihua is pregnant.
However, no matter what mu zhantian suggested, although Mu Zhihua didn't speak, he still looked at Li Shiyuan with tears in his eyes and shook his head at him.
Mu Cen didn't say anything. He motioned to housekeeper Chen to take the stool and let Mu Zhihua sit down. Mu Cen never did a bad job.
But this stool is mu Cen's request, Mu Zhihua is willing to stand, also is not willing to sit.
Mu Cen light mouth: "Yi princess this is not willing?"? Well, I'm not forced. But also ask Princess Yi to remember her baby. After all, his royal highness came to Prince Mu's house early in the morning for the sake of Princess Yi. He had to look at Buddha's face instead of monk's face, eh
Seemingly plain words, but with a warning.
It's a dilemma for mu Zhihua.
And Li Shiyuan had already looked at Mu Zhihua: "since I don't want to sit, I'll go back to the East Palace first, and the slaves have been ready for a long time. Other matters will be discussed after the king and Lord Mu have agreed to report to his father and his mother. "
The red lips of Mu Zhi's painting moved, and Li Shiyuan's voice came again: "Princess Yi, send Princess Yi into the palace."
"Yes." Mu zhantian dare not disobey.
Mu Zhihua doesn't speak any more under the sign of Mu zhantian, but he looks at Mu Cen's eyes and becomes particularly venomous. It's the venom that has never been seen before.