Chapter 346

Mu Cen sank, took the Ping'an talisman and said, "thank you, master."

The master nodded, but said nothing.

Mu Cen asked the master for the needle and thread, then quietly took apart the Ping'an Fu, embroidered Li Shiyuan's name in it, sewed it up again, and then gave the needle and thread back to the master, so he put the Ping'an Fu between his palms, knelt on the futon and read it softly.

This scene falls on Li Shiyuan who is standing outside the house.

The sun has risen, faint halo hit Mu Cen's body, let her face lines more soft, kneeling on the futon slender figure, with piety.

Li Shiyuan thought that even years later, as long as he walked into the temple, he would think of the girl kneeling on the futon.

Suddenly, I just want to hold Mu Cen in my arms.

The person kneeling on the futon, when standing up, seems to be aware of Li Shiyuan's eyes, she quietly looked over, Li Shiyuan light smile.

Mu Cen didn't speak. He looked at the master, nodded politely, gave the incense money, and then turned and went out.

Li Shiyuan is waiting at the door.

"For what?" Li Shiyuan asked.

"Happy and healthy." Mu Cen answered.

Li Shiyuan chuckled, but he didn't say anything. Just when he wanted to take Mu Cen's hand and walk down the mountain, Mu Cen was quiet and stopped.

Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen: "what's the matter?"

"Don't you wonder who I asked for?" Mu Cen asked.

Li Shiyuan was silent.

But mu Cen didn't make a mystery, so he quickly handed the Ping'an Fu to Li Shiyuan: "here you are."

Li Shiyuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Mu Cen to prepare for him, but he didn't speak. He just took it with a smile and looked at it carefully. His appearance was not unusual, but Li Shiyuan didn't dislike it and put it on his chest seriously.

"I embroidered your name in it, so it took some time. Master said, write the name, this peace talisman will be effective Mu Cen explained.

Li Shiyuan said, "if you put it here, you won't lose it."

Mu Cen looks at Li Shiyuan putting the Ping'an talisman away. He smiles. He doesn't know whether it's a relief or something. But what the master says is always on Mu Cen's chest. He presses it down, but he can't relax.

It's just that Mu Cen didn't tell Li Shiyuan about this.

Her eyebrows and eyes a little more playful, quietly looking at Li Shiyuan: "don't you say thank you to me?"

The voice just fell, Li Shiyuan's hand once again pinched Mu Cen's chin, quickly pulled Mu Cen to himself, Mu Cen fell in Li Shiyuan's arms.

Mu Cen's face is very hot.

The place at the top of the mountain is not spacious. Only when people come up, they can see what they are doing. Mu Cen should be glad that very few people will go to the top of the mountain. This person can be so unscrupulous.

But Li Shiyuan didn't release Mu Cen as before.

Mu Cen sighed silently, and his slender arm finally wound around Li Shiyuan's neck.

She's responding.

Everything around has become quiet, only the occasional wind, Mu Cen's skirt was gently blown up, the occasional leaves, also fluttering with the wind.

Until Li Shiyuan had enough, he let go of Mu Cen, and then gently pushed Mu Cen into his arms, chin against Mu Cen's hair, big hand along Mu Cen's back, one by one.

Mu Cen didn't speak, neither did Li Shiyuan.

At the moment, it seems that everything is still. Only Li Shiyuan and Mu Cen are left in the world.

For a long time, it was Mu Cen who pushed Li Shiyuan away and coughed softly: "you brought me to Wanfo Temple early in the morning. I haven't got anything yet. I'm a little hungry."

Li Shiyuan listened to Mu Cen's coquetry voice and chuckled: "call my name and I'll take you."

Mu Cen: "Li Shiyuan, you are..."

"Name it." Li Shiyuan is very persistent.

His eyes fell on Mu Cen for a moment, without any meaning of concession. The insistence on his face was that Mu Cen was stared at by Li Shiyuan, his cheek was slightly red, unnatural, but with shyness.

Finally, Mu Cen couldn't bear to be stared at. He coughed softly: "Shiyuan..."

Very light, very light, so light that only you can hear.

Li Shiyuan chuckled, but he also knew Mu Cen's temper, no longer embarrassed, he changed the topic: "what do you want to eat?"

"Not far ahead, there is a shop with good wonton soup." Mu Cen thought, "when my mother took me to open Wanfo temple, she would also eat a bowl of wonton here. I haven't eaten it for a long time, but I always miss it."

"Good." Li Shiyuan nodded.

Soon, he took Mu Cen's hand firmly, followed the way he came, and slowly went down the mountain. The steps down the mountain seemed steeper, but he was held by Li Shiyuan, but mu Cen didn't feel any danger.

Occasionally, the two eyes meet, is a faint smile, and a flash of shyness.

As if they had never been so calm.

……

After leaving the Wanfo temple, Li Shiyuan rode with Mu Cen to the small wonton shop that Mu Cen said.

By the time they arrived, there were already many people in the shop.

Li Shiyuan and Mu Cen didn't put on their masks again because they were far away in the suburbs and those dignitaries in Kyoto would never come here. It was just that Li Shiyuan wore a silk scarf on Mu Cen's face.

They found a remote place to sit down and ordered two bowls of small wonton and some small ones.

Soon the sophomore came up.

The steaming small wonton, which Mu Cen hasn't eaten for a long time, is especially delicious.

She couldn't wait. She took a bite and scalded her mouth. The wonton also fell down: "it's so hot."

"Things can't run. What are you doing in such a hurry?" Li Shiyuan shook his head helplessly.

He picked up the spoon, carefully blowing cool, and then handed it to Mu Cen's mouth, Mu Cen was quiet, but he was not polite to eat.

Chew and swallow.

Li Shiyuan is not in a hurry. He feeds slowly.

Until Mu Cen had almost eaten, he shook his head: "I can't eat any more."

Li Shiyuan didn't mind. He ate directly with Mu Cen's spoon. Mu Cen was quiet: "this is the spoon I used."

"You used it, can't I?" Li Shiyuan asked.

Mu Cen thought and laughed.

Also, there's something that can't be used. They've done everything, and now it's meaningless to pretend to be sentimental. She coughed and didn't say anything.

Li Shiyuan didn't speak, and quietly ate the rest of mucen's food.