"Your identity is the daughter of Xu Ming, the governor of Liuzhou Prefecture, Xu Zhenzhen. Xu Ming's daughter has passed away, so it won't cause any doubt. In addition, Xu Ming is not a high-ranking person, he is just the magistrate of Liuzhou Prefecture, and no one will doubt that you won't be a concubine. Naturally, it won't cause any trouble. " Mu Zhanxiao explained.

Mu Cen listened carefully.

"Just remember who you are and don't forget." Mu Zhanxiao explained.

He doesn't worry about Mu Cen. If the explanation is clear, nothing serious will happen.

"As for the emperor, if he has been in the palace for a long time, it is not impossible for him to go to the imperial dragon hall after Cheng Gong's election. I will go to the palace." Mu Zhanxiao was quiet.

Results did not expect, but mu Cen denied: "no harm, do not need to Yulong hall, as long as this line."

Mu Cen doesn't have such a big measure. Seeing Li Shiyuan and other women kiss me, Mu Cen doesn't want to see even if it's just a normal need. Therefore, Mu Cen won't go to the imperial dragon hall.

Mu Zhanxiao quieted down, but he also knew Mu Cen's idea. He said: "I'll arrange it. You are ready for half a month. I'll send someone to pick you up in half a month. It's not convenient for me to come

"Good." Mu Cen answered.

Then, Mu Zhanxiao left.

Mu Cen personally sent Mu Zhanxiao to the door, and Mu Zhanxiao stood at the door: "you go in, don't come out, this weather, you don't get cold again, it's bad for your health. At that time, I will tell the slave below to find a quiet place for you. Don't be affected by the wind. "

Li Shiyuan's draft this year is quite different from the fixed time before the big week. It's just that Li Shiyuan was annoyed by those ministers and agreed casually.

The minister was afraid that Li Shiyuan would go back, so he held this draft as soon as possible.

This is not difficult for ministers. It is also a taboo for those who want to enter the Palace but can never enter. Therefore, the draft was only set in half a month.

And now the season, or the end of winter, extremely cold, coupled with the beginning of spring when the rain, life is not too good.

This year is a cold winter, even colder than any other year in the past.

Even the snow on the ground is much thicker than in previous years.

Although Mu Cen's body is now in the maintenance of rare medicinal materials, it is still getting worse day by day. Especially in the cold winter, Mu Cen can't stand it at all. He almost has to live by the heater, so he goes to the palace coldly. Mu Zhanxiao says that he doesn't worry about it. It's a fake. That's what he tells him.

Every time Mu Zhanxiao came to Mu Cen, he was out of the palace and kept a low profile. He didn't bring anyone and didn't want to be found.

I'm always afraid that those who are willing to speak more will bring trouble to Mu Cen.

Now draft immediately, natural Mu Zhanxiao also want to avoid, not to mention, intrauterine things are not small.

"Good." Mu Cen light should wear, light cough a, is a mouthful of blood again.

Mu Zhanxiao twisted his eyebrows: "didn't it happen before?"

"Maybe the weather changes these days are too obvious, that's why it's like this." Mu Cen explained.

Mu Zhanxiao nodded, and then explained a few words, but did not say anything, and then, he did not stay, left in a hurry, Mu Cen just stood in the same place, watching Mu Zhanxiao leave, then quietly turned back to the house.

Wan Zhen followed up and carefully followed Mu Cen.

After two years together, Wan Zhen knows Mu Cen very well. Although Wan Zhen can't speak, she is a close person, and Mu Cen doesn't need to speak. Wan Zhen can quickly send what Mu Cen wants to Mu Cen.

Two people and a few slaves, in this small courtyard, it's not bad.

It's just that it's time to separate.

Mu Cen lowered her eyebrows, looked at the footprints left in the snow, and finally said nothing. Soon, she went back to the house. When she was by the heater, Mu Cen gradually recovered.

Two years——

She and Li Shiyuan have been separated for two years.

She hasn't seen Aofeng for two years.

Although Mu Zhanxiao will tell Mu Cen about Aofeng every time, now three-year-old Aofeng has become much more silent and doesn't like to talk. He is just a child, but he is much more mature.

Although he was only three years old, Li Shiyuan gave Ao Feng countless lessons, and no more wanton.

But Ao Feng didn't refuse.

The relationship between father and son is not very good, but also not bad. At least in the deep palace, Aofeng is Li Shiyuan's only prince, and Li Shiyuan's attention to Aofeng is absolute.

However, Mu Zhanxiao also told Mu Cen that in the past two years, Li Shiyuan seldom went to see Aofeng, and he only went to the east palace for a while. Many people thought that Aofeng was out of favor, but Aofeng's status was still standing.

Mu Cen doesn't understand.

Mu Zhanxiao explains that Li Shiyuan doesn't want to see Aofeng because Aofeng's eyes are too much like Mu Cen. Seeing Aofeng, he will think of Mu Cen.

The only time that father and son can appear together is the death day of Mu Cen every year. Li Shiyuan is bound to go with AO Feng on the days of Mu Cen's death.

In addition, the number of times father and son meet is really very few.

Even if Li Shiyuan went to the East Palace, he just looked at it from a distance, and then he would leave in a hurry. The slave and Taifu told Li Shiyuan about the proud wind.

In such a situation, Mu Cen did not know what to say.

In the end, she can only sigh silently.

Mu Cen knows better than anyone how hard it is to see Li Shiyuan and AO Feng when she comes back to the palace. She may also die in the palace. She has no chance to see them again.

But if she doesn't go back, she will never have a chance.

After sinking, Mu Cen didn't think about it any more. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. When that kind of fatigue came, Mu Cen soon fell asleep.

Wan Zhen put out the light and left quietly, without quarreling with Mu Cen.

……

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In utero.

In order to draft things in full swing, you know, this is the first time Li Shiyuan nodded his head to agree with the draft after he ascended the throne. Naturally, no one dare to neglect, this draft is not careless.

Today's Dazhou is quite different from that of Li Shiyuan when he first ascended the throne. The State Treasury is full and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. Naturally, this draft is also very grand. However, Li Shiyuan showed a lack of interest in this matter, and even didn't want to attend the draft.

He looked at the memorial in the imperial study and ignored anything the minister said in his ear that had something to do with the draft.

Until Cheng Dezhu came in, he said quickly, "tell the emperor, your highness will not eat again."

"Then be hungry." Li Shiyuan's face did not change, and he said more ruthlessly.

When the minister saw this, the clever did not dare to speak. He quickly found a reason and left.