Chapter 322

No matter what Mu Zhihua has done, as long as it is not difficult to clean up, as long as it does not affect the face of the East Palace and Prince Mu's residence, Mu Zhihua will not have an accident.

This can also be regarded as Li Shiyuan's compensation for mu Zhi's paintings.

The words are also warning Mu Cen that he will not let Mu Zhihua take the initiative to find Mu Cen's trouble, but mu Cen will not have the opportunity to do anything to Mu Zhihua.

Li Shiyuan had already set up a cordon to avoid accidents before mucen married into the east palace.

Everyone in this palace knows where the scale is.

Therefore, Li Shiyuan's words are a reminder to Mu Cen.

How could Mu Cen not hear it? She suddenly looked at Li Shiyuan and stopped: "so your highness means that if Mu Zhihua does something disrespectful and irreparable, your highness will not tolerate it."

Li Shiyuan slightly squinted, but still gave a positive reply: "yes."

"Good." Mu Cen nodded, "Your Highness's promise today, Mu Cen remembered. His highness explained all this to Mu Cen, and Mu Cen kept it in mind. "

After that, Mu Cen said nothing more.

She quietly went to the wing room, Li Shiyuan did not speak again, just followed Mu Cen, until Mu Cen entered the wing room, Li Shiyuan did not do anything.

As Mu Cen said, this is Fengqing palace after all.

What's more, Li Changtian's finger marriage has already come down, and Mu Cen's people are also in the palace. Naturally, it's impossible to make any more trouble, so Li Shiyuan doesn't need to be in a hurry for a while.

the coming days would be long.

After the light in the wing room goes out again, Li Changcai turns around and leaves.

The noise of Fengqing palace completely came down and became quiet again, as if everything had never happened before.

……

In the wing room——

Mu CEN is sleepless, her eyes are still sharp, so looking at the room, seems to be quietly waiting for people to appear in the room.

All of a sudden, a slight step came from the beam of the wing room.

Mu Cen's hearing is extremely keen, and he noticed that his whole nerves are also tense, but mu Cen doesn't move, and he is still quietly leaning on the bed.

As if waiting for the other party's initiative.

Now Fengqing palace seems calm, but there are more bodyguards outside.

What kind of identity is this man? He can come and go freely in this deep palace. He is even very familiar with it. He knows how to avoid the spy of all bodyguards.

But if it wasn't for this person tonight, I'm afraid Mu Cen would be hard to escape.

It's like this guy knows everything.

This kind of feeling, for mu Cen, is not too bad, but it is definitely not too good. At least Mu Cen didn't like the feeling of being held in the palm of his hand.

It seems that this man who knows neither the enemy nor us in the dark is a friendly army now, but it is hard to guarantee that he will not become an enemy one day.

But muczen couldn't control it.

As long as you can't control it, everything can be unexpected.

And the steps on the eaves soon stopped. Mu Cen's eyes looked in the direction of the eaves. Before he had time to open his mouth, suddenly a piece just fell in. Then after a gust of wind, the sound of footsteps had disappeared, and could not be found any more.

Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows and picked up the wrapped things from the bedside.

When it was opened again, it was the golden sore medicine.

Mu Cen reached out and touched it. She recognized it immediately. It's a top-quality healing medicine. As long as it's not a bone wound, it can be healed very quickly with a little touch, even without leaving any trace.

It's from the western regions, and it's only for the royal family. It's impossible for any pharmacy or hospital outside to buy it. The royal family, apart from the emperor and empress dowager, as well as a few imperial concubines, is absolutely impossible to get.

Shen Shen, Mu Cen didn't say anything.

Since the other party has given it, Mu Cen won't be vague. Although the previous wound is not deep, it will still leave trouble if it hasn't been treated for a long time. Here, there is nothing to deal with.

It's Mu Cen's accident.

Soon, Mu Cen picked up the ulcer medicine and began to deal with his waist wound. When the cold ointment penetrated into the skin, the feeling of pain disappeared miraculously.

She did not speak, a little bit of blood wipe clean, until the deal, the sky outside the window has begun to gradually light up.

Mu Cen stood up, carefully put away the ointment, not to be noticed, and then Mu Cen went back to the bed to sleep.

Last night, Mu Cen knew that Qu Huashang's character must be unable to sleep.

Mu Cen doesn't need to go to see you in the early morning. Qu Huashang only thinks that you are guilty. It's better to be quiet in the wing room and wait for about the same time.

Just last night's person in black, so far let Mu Cen feel confused.

But mu CEN is also very clear in the heart, this black dress person won't hide too long, will appear in front of her soon, she doesn't need to be impatient.

Mu Cen quietly closed his eyes and recuperated. The wound on his waist was obviously better.

Until about the same time, Mu Cen slowly got up, and the slave outside heard the movement in the room, immediately respectfully smelled: "Miss mu, are you awake? The servants are waiting for you to change and wash

"Come in." Mu Cen answered.

Soon, the people in the wing room pushed away from the outside, and the slaves fished in.

……

And then——

The main hall of Fengqing palace.

Qu Huashang didn't sleep all night, and he didn't look very well. The servants on one side were more careful, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe.

And yesterday, I found the bodyguard kneeling in front of Qu Huashang for the first time. He didn't dare to breathe. For fear that Qu Huashang would be angry, he blamed himself for last night's events.

That's a death sentence.

"Tell the truth about last night." Qu Huachang's voice was low, looking down at the bodyguard kneeling in front of him.

The bodyguard had been stuttered: "I dare not say."

"If the palace asks you to say it, you can say it." Qu Hua Chang's eyebrows and eyes were cold. "Otherwise, if our palace treats you badly, it's still a death penalty."

The bodyguard's face completely turned white, and immediately said: "spare your life, empress. I really don't know what happened. I've been guarding outside the palace all the time. There are people patrolling outside the palace at any time. The assassin can't come in from under my eyes."

Qu Huashang didn't answer and motioned the bodyguard to continue.

The bodyguard carefully looked at Qu Huachang: "the assassins who can come in from under the eyes of the slaves are either the people in Fengqing palace or the people in the palace. They must be very familiar with the terrain and the situation, or they can't be silent."