Chapter 338

Mu Cen calmed down his emotions. When he spoke again, Mu Cen's attitude became much softer, as if he believed Mu Zhihua's words.

"We are sisters. How can I blame my sister. My sister is more familiar with Donggong than I am. I'd better help her more in the future. You can't let people see the jokes of King Mu's house. "

Mu Cen answers hypocritically.

Mu Cen has countless ways to kill Mu Zhihua, but not now. In Mu Cen's opinion, that way is too cheap for mu Zhihua. What Mu Zhihua did to himself in his last life is not enough even if Mu Zhihua went to hell for a hundred times.

Besides, it's such a gentle way.

She wanted Mu Zhi to paint in torment, not to survive, not to die.

It is mu Zhihua who hears Mu Cen's words and looks at Mu Cen's gentle eyes. Then his mind comes down and he can't help sneering at Mu Cen.

In the eyes of Mu Zhihua, Mu CEN is stupid.

As long as you give me some sunshine, it will be brilliant.

……

The two people with different thoughts chatted in the wing room, which was irrelevant. One sister on the left and the other sister on the right seemed very intimate.

Until Mu Cen looked a little tired, Mu Zhihua stood up and naturally protected his stomach. Then he said, "my sister is still resting. You see, I've been quarreling with my sister here for such a long time. It's because I don't know about painting."

"No Mu Cen smile, "know painting can accompany me to chat, I am also very happy."

Mu Zhihua also gently smiles at Mu Cen.

Mu Cen didn't leave the meaning of Mu Zhihua. Mu Zhihua turned around and walked out. Just as Mu Zhihua turned around, Mu Cen suddenly thought of something: "that's right."

Mu Zhi's step of painting, the subconscious tension followed.

But she still turns around according to the words and looks at Mu Cen so cleverly. Because she is nervous, her palms can't help sweating.

What Mu Zhihua didn't expect was that Mu Cen just turned around, took something from the cupboard, and then walked towards Mu Zhihua.

Mu Zhihua opened his mouth quietly and looked at Mu Cen tentatively: "sister, what's this?"

"You see, I forgot about it. My highness will blame me later." Mu Cen said with a smile, even the smile is particularly sincere.

"Prince?" Mu Zhi's painting is even more obscure, but her heart beats faster because of the sudden arrival of her Royal Highness the prince.

You know, although Mu Zhihua lives in the East Palace, she is not as good as Li Shiyuan's concubines in the east palace now. In terms of clothing, food, housing and transportation, Mu Zhihua has not suffered any grievances. There are all kinds of scenes that she should have, as well as some slaves. However, since she entered the palace and went out to have an accident with Mu Cen, and Li Shiyuan warned herself, Mu Zhihua never saw Li Shiyuan again.

Who in the East Palace didn't know that Mu Zhihua was not in favor. Even he didn't feel at ease when he wanted to use a slave. On such days, Mu Zhihua gnashed his teeth every day.

But there was nothing to do.

After all, the most important thing for mu Zhihua now is to protect the meat in his stomach to avoid accidents.

After all, the concubines in the East Palace are not fuel-efficient.

Mu Zhihua is unwilling and unable to fight against those people.

"Yes." Mu Cen's voice suddenly came, smiling face full of, she has put the hands of the red don't open, inside the Xifu exposed, "this is the prince for sister preparation, but the prince is not easy to pull down the face and sister talk, this matter is handed over to me."

Mu Cen's voice was still gentle: "after all, the Empress Dowager has an order. I thought the Xifu would be given to my sister only after I entered the east palace. Now it's just right that I should give it to her in advance. This is the wedding dress prepared by the prince for my sister. I think my sister will like it. "

It's hard to tell the truth of what Mu Cen said.

But the eyebrows and eyes are full of sincerity.

When she looked at Mu Zhi's painting again, she sent her hand forward, and Mu Zhi's painting passively took it over.

"It's the daughter-in-law of the Muzi embroidery room. Many girls in Kyoto can't ask for it. The prince can let the people in the Muzi embroidery room make one himself. It can be seen that the prince really cares about you." Mu Cen was lying. "If I remember correctly, my sister has always liked the clothes of Muzi embroidery house, but the embroidery house has never made them for her sister?"

Half intimate, half joking, and half sarcastic.

All the emotions are integrated into one sentence. When Mu Cen said it, Mu Zhihua was both surprised and happy. He could not react.

Li Shiyuan's three words easily diluted Mu Zhihua's vigilance.

It's too long to get the favor of Li Shiyuan, which makes Mu Zhi's painting difficult to control.

She didn't doubt anything at all. She looked at Mu Cen with a smile: "thank you, sister."

"It should be." Mu Cen said with a smile, "since the prince wants me to change hands, naturally he doesn't want his sister to take the initiative to ask about it. Just wait for the day when the imperial concubine will put it on and push the boat along with the current."

Mu Cen's words are sincere.

Mu Zhihua nodded repeatedly.

Then Mu Cen continued: "then I won't keep my sister, and I won't send her far away."

"Zhihua thanks my sister." Mu Zhihua said again.

Mu Cen nodded, indicating that the slaves had opened the door. She personally sent Mu Zhihua to the door and handed it to the slave who sent Mu Zhihua. She stood at the door and quietly watched Mu Zhihua leave. Her low eyebrows and eyes hid her deep meaning.

Mu Cen found that the coming wedding seems to have become less annoying.

Why let the embroidery room take over the list of Donggong? Even the clothes are made according to the figure of Mu Zhi's painting instead of himself.

Because the good play is in the future.

Mu Zhihua is eager to repair her relationship with Li Shiyuan, but she will never know that this move will only make her fall into hell step by step.

It is wrong to please the enemy.

It is easy to believe the enemy's words because of external factors, that is to add mistakes to mistakes.

Mu Cen sneered coldly. He had no patience to deal with Mu Zhi's painting, and the ferocity in his eyebrows was obvious.

After all, the situation in the palace is not clear. In the Empress Dowager's mind, family and everything is the first thing to know.

Mu Zhihua didn't let Mu Cen remember what he had done. Instead, he personally sent people out. The sisters had a good conversation, which only made the Empress Dowager feel that Mu Cen was sensible.

This will do no harm to Muchen.

She stood in the same place quietly, watching Mu Zhihua's figure disappear. Mu Cen turned and entered the room, and the door of the room closed again.

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The following days were much more peaceful, and there was no storm.