Mu Cen didn't ask much.
But leave small courtyard, so toss, let Mu Cen some can't stand after all.
That kind of weak feeling is more and more obvious, Mu CEN is just holding on, as long as you get through the draft, and those life-saving pills, Mu Cen takes, but the dosage is also obviously more.
Mu Cen sighed silently.
In a flash, a month later, finally ushered in the draft day.
Mu Cen, just like these beautiful girls, stood in the crowd, quietly waiting for the arrival of the emperor. This is also the first time that these beautiful girls met Li Shiyuan when they entered the palace.
And if the girl is not selected, she will probably die in this deep palace and never see the emperor again.
If you want to go out of the palace, you have to wait until you are old enough to go out.
But at that time, the best time for the women of Dazhou had passed. At this age, they had no advantage, could not get married, and lost all the advantages for the whole family. The result can be imagined.
It doesn't do any good.
So many palace maids or female officials who have reached their age would rather die in the palace than leave the imperial palace. Not really like, but helpless, or never any chance to give her a choice.
Mu CEN is very quiet looking at these women in front of eager to try, her commonplace simply can't attract anyone's attention.
She is also very low-key position in the corner, and these girls do not compete.
They did not wait long, the eunuch's sharp voice came: "the emperor arrived."
All the people in the hall knelt down and cried out in unison, "long live the emperor, long live the emperor."
Li Shiyuan's attitude is loose and lazy. It seems that he doesn't have much interest in such a draft. His eyelids are slightly lifted, and he sits down with his sleeve flicked. These beautiful girls just stand up.
The original lively picture suddenly became quiet.
It was an unnatural tension, always looking forward to being selected, want to see Li Shiyuan, but because of shyness, how dare not look at this person.
In such a passive situation, the girls are even more nervous.
The hall was silent.
Compared with the tension of these girls, Mu Cen always stood very calm.
She looked at Li Shiyuan through the crowd.
In the past two years, Li Shiyuan hasn't changed much. He is still handsome and straight, with sharp eyes. His imperial breath is natural. Even if he is sitting lazily, it makes people panic.
Mu Cen didn't believe it until now. Two years later, they met again in such a picture.
Clearly close at hand, but can not talk, let alone have that year's love.
Mu Cen bowed his head and laughed silently, some self mocking.
But on the surface, Mu Cen was still and didn't show his emotion, so he stood quietly.
Entering the imperial palace is just the beginning. For the rest, mucen doesn't know how it will evolve or develop.
She may even be in the imperial palace. She will never get close to Li Shiyuan. Now Mu Cen has long been unable to let Li Shiyuan have a look.
Hehe——
Mu Cen didn't speak.
Cheng Dezhu quickly read out the people Li Shiyuan wanted to choose. Mu Cen listened quietly and glanced at the girls whose names were read. The joy on their faces was obvious.
The disappointment and tension of the girls who were not selected around them were also obvious.
But soon Mu Cen found that these selected girls, more or less, had a similar feeling in Mu Cen's face. But it is obvious that this is not mu Cen.
After all, Mu Cen's calmness was not learned by everyone.
So Li Shiyuan has never forgotten himself. Even if he is Li Fei, should he keep himself in mind?
When Cheng Dezhu finished the selection, Li Shiyuan didn't even stay one more second. He stood up and left soon. Cheng Dezhu quickly followed him.
Naturally, the eunuchs and mothers here will arrange the rest.
The selected girls were arranged in independent palaces, those who were granted the title of talented people were sent to the palace of talented people, and the rest were arranged separately.
Mu CEN is the last turn, in charge of the father-in-law came to Mu Cen, this just said: "Xu Zhenzhen, you go to the imperial dining room."
Mu Cen gently smile: "thank you father-in-law."
That attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, and there is no tension. It's calm and calm, which makes the father-in-law in charge take a look more. This feeling that Mu Cen can't say is obviously ordinary, but when you really look at Mu Cen, you can't help but become nervous.
Will be led by the nose by Mu Cen.
And Mu Cen or Mu Zhanxiao personally explained, so the father-in-law in charge of nature also dare not neglect Mu Cen too much.
"When you are in the imperial dining room, people over there will tell you what to do. If it's OK, we'll let someone take you there." The steward continued.
"Thank you, father-in-law." Mu Cen answered.
The father-in-law in charge didn't say anything, so he soon ordered the little eunuch to take mucen.
Mu Cen quietly followed the eunuch to the imperial dining room.
And she can't see the figure of Li Shiyuan. Li Shiyuan has long disappeared from Mu Cen's sight.
Mu Cen lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.
……
The little eunuch takes Mu Cen to the imperial dining room and then leaves. Obviously, Mu Zhanxiao has managed well. According to the level of Mu Cen, even in the imperial dining room, he lives with the slaves below. However, Mu Cen has a separate room. Although it's not big, it's clean inside.
The things used are not bad. It doesn't look like the treatment of a maid of honor. Even many things are better than the talented people in the palace of talented people.
Mu Cen took a look and didn't say anything.
The people in charge of the imperial dining room are the people of the interior government.
Even the people from the house of internal affairs came to see Mu Cen in person. When they saw Mu Cen, they had a good attitude: "Miss Xu, Mr. Mu has told me, so you don't have to worry. No one in the imperial dining room will tell you what to do. Just do me a favor when you need help. After a period of time, I will arrange a slave to follow you. If you need anything, you can find this slave. "
"Thank you, my Lord." Mu Cen nodded politely.
The house of internal affairs was quiet, took a look at Mu Cen, and finally didn't say anything.
He and his father-in-law in charge of the draft had the same idea. Mu Cen's calmness could not be achieved overnight, but he could not say anything wrong. In the end, he could only choose to ignore it.
Most importantly, Mu Cen's backer can't afford to offend him.
Although Mu Zhanxiao is still the commander of the Imperial Guard, the people in the palace are very clear that Mu Zhanxiao is less than one person and more than ten thousand people. In some cases, Mu Zhanxiao is the one who can change Li Shiyuan's mind.