Chapter 278

Just when passing by Su Qiaoqiao's side, Mu Cen takes a cold look and looks like a smile.

Su Qiaoqiao gritted her teeth and looked at Mu Cen, but she didn't dare to do anything. Soon she took the rest of the people out in a hurry.

Mu Cen didn't say anything.

In the last draft, Li Changtian just came in a hurry, and he could see that he was not strong enough, and these people in the house were all turned over, from concubines to concubines.

Mu Cen still remembers that day, the people who were remade were smiling happily, and their father-in-law took them to the canonized courtyard.

They thought that they had been promoted to heaven, and that they would be prosperous and prosperous all their lives.

so what?

In this deep palace, they never got the favor of their husband. Li Changtian died in less than half a year. These girls, who are as old as flowers, can only stay in the Thanksgiving temple and keep the Buddhist lamp for life.

At that time, Mu Cen was the mother of the world.

In less than a year, these concubines, who were sent to the gratitude temple, have committed suicide and gone crazy.

Where there is now arrogant and domineering face.

It's pathetic.

After all, they are all victims of conspiracy.

Mu Cen gathers his mind. After everyone goes to breakfast, Mu CEN is still the quietest one. He doesn't talk to anyone. He just lowers his head and eats the food in his bowl seriously until he finishes eating. Mu Cen cleans up and stands up to leave.

The next three days——

Maybe Mu Cen's deterrence played a role before, so Su Qiaoqiao didn't become a demon any more, but Chuxiu palace was calm.

The girls who entered the palace in advance have long been overwhelmed by various etiquette rules, especially the girls who did not grow up in Kyoto.

The original innocent and romantic smile on his face has been replaced by sadness.

At this age, they don't know how to control their emotions.

On the contrary, Su Qiaoqiao and them gradually appeared to be handy. Mother Yin was not so harsh when she looked at them.

There are more and more nuns coming to teach. Mu Cen knows these nuns. Most of them are old women around the queen and the Empress Dowager. They are old people in the palace. They know the rules better than anyone else. It's just a matter that they have worked hard all their life.

The atmosphere in Chuxiu palace gradually became oppressive.

And normal into the palace of the girls have also been to the palace.

Chuxiu palace is very lively, and it seems that the undercurrent is surging.

But for mu Cen, as long as peace is enough. But mu CEN is very clear, is not peaceful.

These days in the palace, Mu Cen just stayed quietly in the palace, did not go to inquire about any news, this does not mean that Mu Cen did not know anything.

For example, in the case of Mu Zhi's painting, Mu Cen has heard all kinds of versions of her mother's painting.

Mother and son are expensive, aren't they?

Mu Cen lowered his eyebrows and eyes, hid a trace of ruthlessness, but soon disappeared.

After a round of rest, mother Yin called the roll again, and a new round of training has begun.

……

In the evening, mother Yin opened her mouth, and everyone was relieved. For the new comer, she was also careful when she was new to the palace. She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would make a joke and cause trouble.

Once in a while, they would talk in a low voice, looking for alliance people.

On the contrary, it's Mu Cen, quiet.

Although it is not as luxurious as other palaces, there is a garden in the backyard of the palace, which is also colorful in this season.

She was counting the time of the last life.

Mu Cen just sat by the pool in the garden, quietly looking at the colorful flowers in the pool, lowering his eyebrows and eyes, as if appreciating them, but the corner of his eyes had already seen Su Qiaoqiao and others walking into the pool.

Mu Cen's eyebrows and eyes picked slightly, and he did not move.

People can't go with the wind and water all the time. It's an advantage. Occasionally, they have to occupy a disadvantage. Only when they are soft can they get what they want.

So there's nothing wrong with green tea whore and white lotus.

Mu Cen chuckled.

Su Qiaoqiao has come over, but is looking at Mu Cen's face, smiling, just such a smile, but don't know what turbulent risk hidden.

"Sister mu." Su Qiaoqiao soft voice, calling Mu Cen.

Mu Cen glances at Su Qiaoqiao. Beside her, there are several other girls in the room, as well as some pretty girls who are curious to follow.

Mu Cen gave a light smile, but he was not polite at all: "Miss Su, I can't be called elder sister if I rank by age. After all, you are still one year older than me, and I'm just less than two months older than Princess Yi."

Su Qiaoqiao didn't expect that Mu Cen didn't give face so much. His face changed, but it was just for a moment. Su Qiaoqiao was smiling again.

After all, it's no other meaning to call Mu Cen my sister now, just to be soft and flattering.

In other words, it is to relax Mu Cen's vigilance and act in front of everyone.

"It's my negligence, sister. Don't blame me." Su Qiaoqiao changed quickly, and her tone was still full.

Mu CEN is not smiling, jokingly asked: "excuse me, Miss Su, what can I do for you?"

There's no point in acting together.

Su Qiaoqiao is not ambiguous, just looking at Mu Cen, straight to the point, said directly: "I just came to apologize to my sister, before I was bad, offended my sister, please forgive me, the next so long days, we have to get along with each other, I want to be good, mutual support."

"Yes." Mu Cen should be very quick, but the attitude is visible to the naked eye perfunctory.

Su Qiaoqiao gnashes her teeth, but she bears it.

Now, although it's a rest after dinner, before it's completely dark, there's a final lesson for the girls to distinguish different colors.

This is also the reason why the palace can still have this colorful.

Nowadays, both the emperor and the Empress Dowager like flowers very much. In the imperial garden, there are almost all the rare herbs in the territory of Dazhou. If you want to enter the palace, this is a required course.

From the top to the bottom, the women in the palace must know about flowers.

Naturally, the same is true of these beautiful women who enter the palace.

Mu Cen should finish, clapped his hands and stood up.

The flowers in the palace, she closed her eyes, only smell the taste can say, how much Qu Huashang like flowers, Mu Cen paid.

Now look at this piece of colorful, the rest is just ridicule, no other emotions.

The more gorgeous the color, the more blood dyed into a prosperous.

All that's left is blood.

After the battle of seizing the throne in the last life, the deep palace was full of blood, and the pungent smell of blood disappeared for a long time.