Chapter 814

Suddenly Mu Cen felt powerless.

She understood that the God of Heishan gave her trade. Instead of letting her own happy death and living relief, she would go to the abyss step by step in such pain.

The time when he went back to the palace to see Li Shiyuan was the time when Mu Cen lived like a year.

Her heart was struggling, but she had nothing to do.

Mingming's favorite person is close at hand, but mu Cen can't get close without fear. There is an invisible barrier between them, which can't be broken.

Even if Li Shiyuan doubts, or even if Li Shiyuan determines Mu Cen's identity, Mu Cen can't admit it.

This kind of pain, only those who have experienced it, can experience it personally. That kind of pain is like thousands of ants biting, how can we not get rid of it.

Finally, Mu Cen's eyes gradually dimmed down, it is helpless for the status quo.

Li Shiyuan, listening to Mu Cen's words, suddenly let Mu Cen go. It seems that he doesn't mind what Mu Cen said any more, and the previous topic has been taken in an instant.

Mu Cen was not relieved.

Until Li Shiyuan light mouth: "let people pass the prince to eat."

With that, Li Shiyuan walked towards the small table. Mu Cen couldn't say whether he was relieved or something else. He quietly followed Li Shiyuan and told Xiaolian to pass on the proud wind.

Xiaolian went away.

The meal was a little dull. Until the sound of Ao Feng left on the table fell on Mu Cen's heart, it gradually dispelled the dullness.

Just the whole process, Li Shiyuan did not say a word, just eat quietly.

"The mother imperial concubine, you say of those strange food, son Chen all didn't eat." Ao Feng is full of curiosity about everything Mu Cen said.

Mu Cen lowered his head and said with a smile, "when you have a chance, take Ao Feng with you, OK?"

"Well." The proud wind nods, "the mother imperial concubine says of those places, proud wind also feel good strange."

"Like where?" Li Shiyuan, who has been silent, suddenly opens his mouth.

Ao Feng didn't think much about it: "beyond the Great Wall, the western regions."

As soon as Aofeng said it, Mu Cen closed her eyes slightly. That kind of uneasy premonition flashed by again. She always felt that Li Shiyuan would still be questioning herself, but she couldn't stop it. She just regretted it. She shouldn't mention it to Aofeng.

As a result, when Mu Cen was waiting for Li Shiyuan to question himself, Li Shiyuan's tone was good: "does the prince want to go to these places?"

The proud wind heavily nods: "the place that mother imperial concubine says, son minister wants to go. It also snows in Kyoto. It must be different from the western regions. "

The more I think about such a place, the more I feel happy.

Ao Feng remembers every word Mu Cen said. The snow in Kyoto is not as heavy as that in the western regions. When the snow in the western regions gets heavy, it can bury people's calves. When you walk there, you can hear the voice of Gazi Gazi. That's respect for snowy days.

You can have a snowball fight and build a very tall snowman.

Aofeng is just a child of a few years old. For such a place, he is full of imagination, and even can't wait. Even if he can't go to the western regions, Aofeng begins to look forward to the winter in Kyoto.

It's snowing all over the sky.

But in recent years, there is less and less snow in Kyoto. Even if it snows, it is just a thin layer.

Li Shiyuan listened to Ao Feng's words and said with a smile: "the western regions are not as beautiful as your mother's wife said. The snow looks white, but it's a feeling of walking on thin ice when walking in the snow. The conditions in the western regions are not as good as those in Kyoto. When it snows, it's freezing. "

If Mu Cen said the most beautiful side to Ao Feng, Li Shiyuan now said the most cruel side to Ao Feng.

Mu ten listened to make complaints about Li Shiyuan.

But mu Cen didn't stop Li Shiyuan.

Her identity doesn't allow it.

On the contrary, it is proud of the wind: "father Huang, son Chen do not believe."

"So you only believe what Shufei said? Don't believe me? " Li Shiyuan raised his eyebrows.

This proud wind flat mouth, and silent, Mu Cen can not look down, interface should be a: "inform the emperor, for the prince, the prince is young, accept some of the best things, a lot of things, the prince's own feelings, far better than we tell the prince."

Said, Mu Cen quieted down: "when people are young, carefree, is not a bad thing."

"Carefree means no sense of crisis. If something happens, is the prince so naive and romantic?" Li Shiyuan asked Mu Cen.

Mu Cen was choked and speechless.

But mu Cen didn't change his eyes when he looked at Li Shiyuan. After a while, he said calmly: "I'd like to believe that the emperor's reign can bring good weather, which is enough to let the prince spend a young life carefree."

This is Li Shiyuan to gas smile: "Shufei this is fangs sharp teeth."

Mu Cen pour also calm: "I dare not."

This atmosphere, some undercurrent surging, proud wind suddenly silent, honest eating their own things, no longer wishful thinking.

Occasionally, Ao Feng will use the corner of his eyes to see Mu Cen, Mu Cen back to a calm smile.

Ao Feng didn't think much about it.

In Li Shiyuan's eyes, he was quiet. Then he asked, "how does Aifei know about the western regions and the Great Wall?"

Mu Cen

Suddenly, she felt that Li Shiyuan was really annoying tonight.

Why go to the bottom.

But mu Cen didn't say much on the surface. He quietly looked at Li Shiyuan: "if you read too many books, it will be natural."

Li Shiyuan laughed and said nothing.

The table was quiet again until the three finished their meal.

Li Shiyuan didn't let Aofeng stay more in Deqing palace, but soon took Aofeng away. Mu Cen sent his father and son away.

After two people's figure goes far, Mu Cen long relaxed breath.

Today is the past. What's next?

Mu CEN is suddenly not sure.

That kind of lingering uneasiness also became strong, Mu Cen could not guess what would happen next, and finally he could only stay in the same place passively.

Until the night gradually sinks, Mu Cen slowly gets up and goes back to his bedroom.

It's quiet in the bedroom. Except for Xiaolian, most of the slaves won't enter the bedroom without Mu Cen's command. People in Deqing palace know that Mu Cen likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be noisy.

"Lady." Xiaolian pushes the door in.

Mu Cen looked at Xiaolian, and Xiaolian quickly said: "Mr. Mu is here, waiting for you outside."

Mu Zhanxiao?

Mu Cen was surprised.

Mu Zhanxiao seldom has this time to find herself. In other words, since she was canonized as a lady, Mu Zhanxiao hardly takes the initiative to appear in front of Mu Cen. After all, this kind of identity is somewhat different from before, which will always cause trouble.