Chapter 270

Of course, she would not naively think that Li Shiyuan could not see the trap she was playing today. Let Li Shiyuan promise the crown prince in public, but also tell Li Shiyuan, she Mu CEN is soft.

"Mu Cen knows." At the moment, Mu Cen seems very clever.

Li Shiyuan's handsome face is a little lower, and the breath between them becomes clear. Mu Cen doesn't speak or dodge.

Li Shiyuan looked at it like this. Mu Cen's heart was as calm as water. He didn't make any waves at all to this peach blossom face.

But mu Cen's clever and sensible, let Li Shiyuan smile, didn't give Mu Cen any chance to react, suddenly thin lips so pasted on Mu Cen's lips.

Mu Cen's reaction is very fast, but the great willpower and reason make Mu Cen bear the impulse to kill, so stiff, let Li Shiyuan kiss himself.

How could Li Shiyuan not feel Mu Cen's unwillingness.

He also just touched once, Li Shiyuan already released Mu Cen.

Mu Cen's nerves are not relaxed.

And Li Shiyuan's hand once again pinched Mu Cen's chin, and the voice was a little colder: "Mu Cen, who is in your heart? I don't care, but I will make you willing to take off your thorn for me one day."

Mu Cen didn't answer.

It was a silent contest.

Until the bodyguard came forward in a hurry and whispered something to Li Shiyuan, Li Shiyuan released Mu Cen's hand, quickly jumped on the horse and galloped away.

Until Li Shiyuan's figure disappeared, Mu Cen was really relieved.

The next road is arduous step by step. If you are not careful, it will be an abyss.

Mu Cen closed his eyes slightly, then walked towards the ancestral hall to see Wang Xueshuang.

She naturally understood why Wang Xueshuang was looking for herself. What she asked was just the process of Mu Zhihua's painting, and Mu Cen didn't intend to hide it.

For Wang Xueshuang, the trouble caused by Mu Zhi's painting is undoubtedly worse.

After all, I still see my granddaughter. Naturally, my feelings are different. I just let her down step by step. Wang Xueshuang can't accept it.

When the breeze blows, Mu Cen's skirt dances with the wind.

The pace under her feet gradually speeded up.

The next few days

Mu Cen seldom left the house of King Mu, almost stayed in the house, and spent most of his time with Wang Xueshuang. Wang Xueshuang is weak and seldom speaks, but she never forgets her daily chanting.

Mu Cen accompanied quietly.

Occasionally, Wang Xueshuang will talk with Mu Cen. Mu Cen will listen quietly and then answer seriously. Even three meals a day, Mu Cen accompanied Wang Xueshuang in the ancestral hall.

Until night, when Wang Xueshuang was resting, Mu Cen got up and left.

Every time, mother Li would personally send Mu Cen to the entrance of the ancestral hall. Looking at Mu Cen's eyes, she was grateful: "Miss, I owe you to accompany me these days. You are going to enter the palace. There will be no one in the palace who can accompany the old lady to say a kind word. "

"The third lady is still in the mansion. The third lady is also a filial person. The old lady will not be lonely Mu Cen light mouth, as if to appease mother Li, "if there is anything, mother Li can find housekeeper Chen, housekeeper Chen will find a way to inform me."

Mother Li nodded.

But people with a clear eye know that when mucen is in the palace and the palace, how dare they let mucen distract him.

Mother Li couldn't be more clear about where the palace was.

She looked at Mu Cen seriously, took an amulet from her waist and handed it to Mu Cen: "Miss, this is the amulet that the slave asked for when he accompanied the old lady to the temple. Take it with you. It will keep you safe. "

Mu Cen thanks and takes it.

"In this palace, I can't help you. Please take good care of yourself. " Li mammy detailed account, eyes slightly some red, "slave in the house with the big lady."

"Good." Mu Cen answered.

Mammy Li nodded. She didn't say anything more. After Mu Cen nodded, she turned and left.

Mother Li stood in the same place, watching Mu Cen's figure disappear, her eyes slightly red, and then turned into the ancestral hall.

And the night, also has gradually sink down.

This night's Mu Wang Fu, excessively quiet.

But it's like nobody's asleep.

Because the second day was the day when Mu Cen entered the palace.

The next day, just after the day of genius, the people in the palace had already come.

In Dazhou, people in the palace can come to pick them up in person. In fact, everyone has some ideas. They are most likely to become their master's son in the future, whether they are the emperor's concubines or the princesses or princesses.

So naturally, the eunuch who went to meet Mu Cen in the palace of King Mu seemed to be more enthusiastic.

Housekeeper Chen accompanied him: "please wait a moment for Mr. Li. The first lady will be ready soon."

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way. The girl's family should be slow." Li Gonggong laughed and said, "besides, we are here early. But coming early also means that people in the palace attach importance to it. "

Mr. Li is talkative, but he and housekeeper Chen just started talking.

Before the mid Yuan Festival, Mu Cen entered the palace. The Empress Dowager Shen liked Mu Cen. Even aunt Meiji, who always treated people equally, especially liked Mu Cen. This means that Mu Cen has a great chance of winning.

Needless to say, aunt Meiji was going to leave the palace after the Chinese New Year's day, but because the emperor was seriously ill, the Empress Dowager couldn't stand it, and the people around her couldn't serve her. Aunt Meiji stayed here again.

This is to say that Aunt Meiji is in the palace, and Mu Cen has another stronghold. Smart people know how to treat Mu Cen.

Even more so for such a man as Li Gonggong, he talks to people and ghosts.

But mu Cen didn't let Li Gonggong wait too long. After housekeeper Chen informed him, Mu Cen quickly asked he Xiang to clean up and bring only a few sets of clothes into the palace. It's not a fancy dress, but the one he usually wears.

Mu Cen knows very well that most of the girls who can enter the palace today are the Qianjin ladies of the powerful people in Beijing.

Even many people's clothes are set in the embroidery room, and they want to win the first prize at one stroke.

But they obviously don't know that under the current situation, the more swaggering and tragic they are. Moreover, many of these people are still good sisters of Mu Zhi's paintings and hate themselves to the bone.

In this way, the palace draft, will not be auspicious, but dangerous.

After all, it was the same in the last life.

At that time, Mu Cen suffered a lot in the draft. No matter who was in charge, he had a bad impression. Naturally, the emperor could not remake it. On the contrary, Li Shiyuan came suddenly, and the final result was beyond everyone's expectation.

The most unlikely Mu Cen, actually did not become the emperor's concubine, but became today's princess.