Chapter 502

As if, just a look in the crowd can also make people feel satisfied.

Now hearing that Li Shiyuan is coming, Mu CEN is relieved.

The Empress Dowager nodded, but did not stop. Soon Li Shiyuan's tall figure had come in, walking steadily, and could not see any trace of injury.

"See the empress dowager, the Empress Dowager is thousands of years old, thousands of years old." Li Shiyuan invited Ann.

The Empress Dowager nodded and asked with concern, "I've heard that King yuan is not well these days. How are you now?"

"It's all right?" Li Shiyuan answered, "just accidentally infected with the cold."

Seeing that Li Shiyuan said so, the Empress Dowager didn't say anything, so she chatted with Li Shiyuan, because Li Changtian looked at Li Shiyuan with new eyes, which made the Empress Dowager look at Li Shiyuan more often.

After all, because of Rong Fei's birth, the Empress Dowager has always been worried about it.

So no matter how Li Changtian treats Li Shiyuan, Li Shiyuan will be difficult to turn over from the Empress Dowager for a while and a half. The Empress Dowager's indifference to Li Shiyuan has been the same for such a long time, so Li Shiyuan doesn't have any maladjustment.

Mu CEN is very quiet, looking at such a picture, some distressed.

Maybe this kind of emotion was not obvious before, but now, Mu Cen can really feel it.

How did this man survive in the palace for so many years? In the face of everyone's resistance and exclusion, as well as the sense of superiority, he was obviously the prince of Li Changtian, but his treatment was quite different.

Even Li Shiyi, who was expelled from the palace and became the king at that time, was much better than Li Shiyuan in getting the position of the palace. How far can it go to favor one over the other.

But Li Shiyuan put up with it.

How can a man who can walk out of adversity and endure all the way to the present be not the best choice for a king? Only by walking out of such an environment can Li Shiyuan better understand what to do as a king.

But just like this person, the last life makes people feel sad.

"Cen er?" The Empress Dowager called several times, but mu Cen didn't respond.

Even Li Shiyuan looked over and frowned slightly.

Mu Cen looked at the Empress Dowager apologetically, but he explained without hesitation: "madam, I'm sorry, I've lost my mind."

But the Empress Dowager laughed. She was in a good mood when she faced Mu Cen: "it seems that cen'er has been coming out with AI Jia for a long time. On the way, it's been almost two months. But cen'er is missing the prince?"

Mu Cen did not answer the Empress Dowager's question.

On the contrary, Li Shiyuan looked over and didn't say anything, but there was a touch of meaning in his eyes.

When the Empress Dowager saw that Mu Cen didn't speak, she didn't think much about it. She felt that it was the shame of the woman's family. After all, the newlyweds were so separated that they couldn't adapt.

Mu Cen's eyes return to his hands without any trace, and the house becomes quiet again.

Li Shiyuan didn't stay with the Empress Dowager. After a few words of greetings, he stood up and prepared to leave. When Li Shiyuan stood up, Mu Cen looked at him. Li Shiyuan just nodded and didn't say a word to Mu Cen, as if they never knew each other.

After Li Shiyuan left, the Empress Dowager was also a little tired, but she didn't let Mu Cen stay here. Mu Cen didn't show any affectation, asked Ann, and walked out of the house.

Her steps did not change.

Just when he walked out of the house, Mu Cen's steps stopped. It was an instinctive intuition that Li Shiyuan didn't leave.

But mu Cen couldn't stop to check. The pause was just to feel the occasional sandalwood in the air.

She and Li Shiyuan, it seems, have never been aboveboard since the beginning.

Mu Cen lowered her head and laughed at herself. Then she continued to walk towards her stockade calmly.

Until returning to the stockade, Linglong came face to face and blinked at Mu Cen. Then she said solemnly: "Niang Niang, it's getting late. It's freezing outside. My maid has prepared hot water for you. You can take a bath."

Mu Cen raises eyebrows and looks at Linglong quietly.

Today's Linglong is not normal.

In fact, it's not strange for the slaves to say this, but Linglong can't.

When mucen was strange, Linglong blinked at mucen. Mucen followed Linglong into the room. When she came to the door curtain, Linglong lowered her voice. Only two people could hear her: "Niang Niang, your fourth highness is waiting for you in the room."

This man——

Mu Cen was a little surprised.

But mu Cen didn't say much. He walked into the curtain calmly and quietly.

Linglong put down the curtain and just stood outside the door. The voice was not high or low enough for people around to hear clearly: "the lady is bathing and changing clothes. No one is allowed to disturb her."

"Yes." All the slaves answered.

This is for people who are watching Mu Cen in the dark. Naturally, those people don't dare to do too much.

When Mu Cen walked into the house, he saw Li Shiyuan standing in front of him in a moonlight white gown. When he saw him the day before yesterday, Li Shiyuan seemed to be in a lot of spirit, and even more unharmed.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Cen didn't leave.

Li Shiyuan didn't move, just stood in the same place, looking at Mu Cen, with a faint smile: "don't you like me?"

"Your Highness may not have a good memory. I clearly remember that he told me the day before yesterday that the situation is unstable. Don't walk around at will. As a result, your highness is here now?" Mu Cen raises eyebrows and throws back Li Shiyuan's words.

Li Shiyuan didn't answer, so the little smile became more obvious.

Mu CEN is not polite: "so your highness only allows the state officials to set fire and does not allow the people to light the lights?"

Then, Mu Cen heard Li Shiyuan lower his eyebrows and make a light laugh. His short laugh was particularly pleasant. When he looked at Mu Cen, Li Shiyuan still didn't explain, just quietly extended his hand.

This kind of action, with the meaning of invitation.

Mu Cen stood in the same place and didn't want to make it so easy for him to succeed. However, Mu Cen didn't bear it for long. He chuckled and even relaxed his tense mood. He trotted toward Li Shiyuan without hesitation.

Then, she put her hand around Li Shiyuan's thin waist, and her pretty little face quietly stuck to Li Shiyuan's chest. Listening to the real heartbeat, she felt at ease.

Li Shiyuan gently catches Mu Cen and holds her in his arms.

Mu Cen's hand stroked Li Shiyuan's chest: "no pain?"

"When you came the day before yesterday, you were all right." Li Shiyuan explained.