Chapter 796

Once Mu Cen wanted to go back, but now, Mu Cen can't get close to Fengqing palace. Fengqing palace is the most heavily guarded place in this deep palace.

Because everyone knows that Li Shiyuan sleeps most of the time in Fengqing palace, not in Yulong palace. That's Li Shiyuan's yearning for mu Cen, which no one can surpass.

And everyone knows that the person who is in charge of Fengqing palace is the future queen. So for the sake of Fengqing palace, the concubines in the harem almost tried their best, but for so many years, no one has ever succeeded.

"What are you looking at?" Li Shiyuan's voice suddenly came. He didn't know when he had put down his book, so he asked Mu Cen.

Mu Cen recovered his mind, but he had already restored his honorific title to Li Shiyuan: "tell the emperor, I'm not looking at anything."

She didn't mean to talk much.

But Li Shiyuan had already followed Mu Cen's line of sight to see in the past for a long time. At a glance, he understood that Mu Cen was looking at the silver hairpin that had not been picked up yet.

After being quiet, Li Shiyuan didn't ask much. He just opened the car curtain and explained a few words. The carriage slowly stopped at the market. Li Shiyuan didn't get off the car, but continued to look at the book, as if he didn't pay attention to Mu Cen's meaning.

Mu Cen was stunned. She couldn't recover for a moment, but she didn't speak either. A strange balance was maintained in the car.

Until the curtain of the door is suddenly lifted, Rong Jiu comes in with a wooden box. It's not a strange wood. It's no ordinary thing. Li Shiyuan takes the wooden box, but mu Cen can clearly feel that Rong Jiu takes a look at himself. Mu CEN is a little confused.

Then the curtain was lowered.

Rong Jiu retreated.

Li Shiyuan put the wooden box in his hand for a while, but mu Cen was a little strange. The wooden box looked ordinary at a glance, which was not what Li Shiyuan would look at. Now?

But now, Li Shiyuan didn't say anything, as if he was very interested in the wooden box in front of him.

Mu Cen didn't think much.

Until Li Shiyuan looked at himself: "take it."

Mu Cen was stunned: "emperor, is this for my concubine?"

"Didn't you stare all the time before?" Li Shiyuan spoke faintly, without any emotional ups and downs.

The wooden box has been handed to Mu Cen. Mu Cen passively takes it. After a moment's silence, Mu Cen opens the wooden box. When he sees the hairpin he saw lying in it, Mu CEN is stunned. He really didn't expect that he just took a look, but Li Shiyuan noticed it.

This——

Mu Cen's heart beat suddenly fast up, the wooden box so by Mu Cen grasp in the hand, her low astringent eyebrows with a trace of complex emotions, for a long time did not show in the face.

When he looked at Li Shiyuan again, Mu Cen's voice was always calm: "I thank you for your kindness."

Li Shiyuan glanced at Mu Cen faintly, then suddenly said: "don't you like it?"

"I like it." Mu Cen didn't deny it.

Previously, he didn't feel much about Magnolia. Mu Cen was not a flower lover. But after Li Shiyuan gave the hairpin of Magnolia, he had a good feeling for it, because it was from Li Shiyuan. So it's impossible for mu Cen to say something against his will.

Even though she is no longer Mu Cen, what about it? It's impossible to change what you like.

"All the women in the palace like the gorgeous peony or the gentle rose. I've never seen anyone like Magnolia Li Shiyuan suddenly chatted with Mu Cen.

Mu Cen listened quietly and didn't speak.

"Do you know who loved Magnolia the most in the palace?" Li Shiyuan asked Mu Cen, this time, his eyes seemed to be more deep.

Mu Cen calmed down and shook his head calmly: "I don't know."

"Queen." Li Shiyuan said calmly, but when he mentioned Mu Cen, there was a trace of sadness in Li Shiyuan's eyes, but it soon disappeared.

Mu Cen doesn't have an interface, so he looks at Li Shiyuan calmly.

"In Fengqing palace, the queen planted some magnolias." Li Shiyuan seems to recall, "those magnolias were planted by the queen herself. I also feel strange. I asked the queen why she likes magnolias."

“……”

"The queen said that because the first hairpin I gave her was the hairpin of Magnolia, I fell in love with it after a long time." Li Shiyuan said with a smile, as if thinking of Mu Cen, his eyes softened.

Mu Cen listened, did not expect Li Shiyuan to say such a word, in the wide sleeve open hand tight, for a long time did not say a word, just so quiet listening.

"And the hairpin you happened to see was like magnolia, so I asked Rong Jiu to buy it back." Li Shiyuan also explained his motivation.

Mu CEN is very clear that Li Shiyuan is testing.

Try again in various ways.

Even if Mu Cen sees it at a glance, it doesn't mean Mu Cen likes it, but Li Shiyuan buys it by himself. Mu Cen can cause himself great trouble by saying a little wrong in this matter.

Mu Cen didn't speak calmly until Li Shiyuan finished saying: "the emperor's deep love for her is clear to the people of the whole Zhou Dynasty. My concubine just looks at it. The hairpin is just outside. That's why I can see it clearly. It doesn't mean anything else. "

Li Shiyuan picked an eyebrow and looked at Mu Cen: "so the meaning of loving imperial concubine is not to like this hairpin?"

"The emperor sent it to me. I'm happy. It's just such a metaphor that I dare not touch. " Mu Cen tells the truth.

That's an open attitude.

Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen, his eyes gradually deepened, but he didn't say a word.

Mu Cen did not take the initiative to speak, the carriage slowly toward the direction of the imperial palace.

Until the carriage stopped at the Meridian Gate, the soft sedan in the palace was waiting. Li Shiyuan got out of the carriage, and Mu Cen still held Ao Feng. Ao Feng didn't wake up.

One side of the slave is very natural to take over the proud wind.

But mu Cen refused: "just come to my palace."

"Yes, Madame." The slaves dare not say more.

At the age of Aofeng, she weighs a lot. It's hard for mu Cen's body to hold Aofeng. However, because it's Aofeng, no matter how hard it is, Mu Cen won't let go of her hand and just hold it.

Li Shiyuan has a look, Mu Cen has been hard to hold the proud wind to the soft sedan chair.

On the software, Mu Cen faltered slightly for a moment, and the slave exclaimed. On the contrary, Li Shiyuan's speed was very fast, which had already dragged Mu Cen's waist to avoid Mu Cen accidentally falling to the ground.

And the warm palm, through the material, the temperature, let Mu Cen a Zheng.