Chapter 820

Xiaolian's face turned white: "Niang Niang, I don't mean that."

On the contrary, Mu Cen appeased his little face: "don't think wildly. Just listen to what you say outside. You know that your mouth is on others. You can't manage them. Why should you go to your heart and have trouble with yourself?"

This is also a truth, Xiaolian nodded, but soon said: "but the maid is not reconciled."

Mu Cen laughed, didn't say anything, already selfishly changed the topic: "OK, go to help the palace to bring the Embroidered Purse, and then send it to the emperor“

"Yes." Xiaolian didn't say anything more. She quickly turned around and took what mucen told her.

Until the embroidered Golden Dragon's purse was placed in Mu Cen's hand, there was a message outside: "the emperor has arrived."

Mu Cen walked out of the palace.

Ming Huang's figure appears in front of Mu Cen. Mu Cen blesses himself: "I see the emperor."

Li Shiyuan nodded: "flat body."

Mu Cen gets up.

And Li Shiyuan had already seen the purse in Mu Cen's hand. Now, Li Shiyuan was quiet for a while: "this is for me?"

Mu Cen Oh voice, respectfully handed the purse in the hands of the past, Li Shiyuan took over, looked down at the eyes, that kind of familiarity is still coming.

At first sight of the amazing, has long become familiar now.

Li Shiyuan looked at it quietly, and then commented: "the embroidery work of Shufei is excellent."

"My concubine has just learned a little." Mu CEN is modest and doesn't want to lead such a topic to himself.

Li Shiyuan put his wallet in his palm and played for a while, but he didn't say anything. Soon he walked calmly towards the palace of Deqing, and Mu Cen followed him.

This day is no different from usual.

……

At night——

Li Shiyuan returned to the imperial dragon hall and took out Mu Cen's handkerchief from the dark lattice. The handkerchief and the purse were put together. Even though the handkerchief was simple, the butterfly on it was also vivid, not to mention the purse that took a lot of effort. The only thing that could be sure was that it was made by one person.

Li Shiyuan watched it quietly for a long time.

Until Cheng Dezhu appeared in his bedroom: "emperor, it's time for you to rest. It's going to be early tomorrow. "

Li Shiyuan put away his handkerchief and purse without any trace, and said faintly, "tomorrow, the people from Li's embroidery workshop will come."

"Yes." Cheng Dezhu dare not make mistakes.

Li Shiyuan stood up and walked toward the bedroom. Cheng Dezhu waited on Li Shiyuan to change his clothes. Then he quietly stepped back and put out the light.

In the imperial dragon hall, it was quiet.

……

The next day.

Li Yan went to the palace for the first time, but she didn't make it known. Li Yan would often go to the Imperial Palace on weekdays to tailor the clothes for the emperor and his concubines. However, all the people who could let Li Yan do it by herself must be those who were granted by Li Shiyuan. Li Yan also served the Empress Dowager and the empress dowager, as well as several imperial concubines in the palace.

So when Li Yan came, she subconsciously thought it was the empress of the harem who wanted to cut her clothes.

Unexpectedly, Li Yan was taken directly to the imperial dragon hall by Cheng Dezhu. Li Yan was surprised and asked in a low voice: "manager Cheng, does the emperor want to cut the clothes himself?"

"We don't know about this. The emperor only let our family pass on manager Li to the palace. I'm afraid the emperor will come to ask manager Li about other things." Cheng Dezhu explained.

Li Yan didn't ask much.

Then, Li Yan nodded and soon walked towards the palace. Li Shiyuan was already waiting in the palace. Li Yan respectfully said hello.

Li Shiyuan motioned Li Yan to get up.

Li Yan stood up. Before she could speak, Li Shiyuan had already put a handkerchief and a purse in front of her: "look, are you familiar with these things?"

Li Yan is quiet, walks forward, picks up the purse and the handkerchief, looked carefully, then Li Yan's face changed.

"What's the situation?" Li Shiyuan asked directly.

"This is embroidery from the Li family's Embroidery room." Li Yan said definitely, "but I've never seen it before. Even if it's just a handkerchief, I'll leave after I'm sure there's no problem."

So Li Yan doesn't have any impression of the handkerchief and purse. She really doesn't have any impression. The people in Li's Embroidery room are all embroiderers carefully cultivated by Li's family, and no one has ever left. They are very busy in their daily work, and they can't do these things in private.

What's more, even if it is done in private, how can it come to Li Shiyuan's hands.

So Li Yan thinks it's more incredible.

"It's not Li's embroidery." What Li Shiyuan said is direct.

But Li Shiyuan's eyes looked at Li Yan for a moment, never leaving. Li Yan twisted her eyebrows when she listened to Li Shiyuan's words. She couldn't believe it. Finally, she looked at Li Shiyuan passively.

Her tone was firm: "it's impossible to tell the emperor. This is the unique embroidery method of the Li family, and there are not many people who can do it in the Li family's Embroidery mother. "

This is the three-dimensional embroidery of the Li family.

Li Yan will, but absolutely can't do so exquisite, and Li's Embroidery room is not no one has learned, just never learn the essence.

This is also why Li Yan was shocked when she saw the handkerchief and purse, because here, Li Yan seemed to see Mu Cen.

But Li Yan is very clear that Mu Cen has been dead for many years.

There is no second descendant of the Li family.

The implication is that Mu Cen left. Although the three-dimensional embroidery is not lost, it is almost impossible to be so vivid.

"Are you sure?" Li Shiyuan spoke faintly.

Li Yan affirmed: "I'm sure. If the emperor knows the origin of the handkerchief and the purse, he can let the maidservant see and inquire in person, and then he will know about it. "

Li Shiyuan did not answer Li Yan's question.

His eyes are bright, tone is calm: "Li embroidery room, who can embroider these?"

In a word, let Li Yan quiet.

She looked at Li Shiyuan's eyes a little nervous, Li Shiyuan motioned to Li Yan to go on, but what Li Yan wanted to say, Li Shiyuan had more or less thought of it.

But Li Shiyuan didn't speak.

Li Yan again Li Shiyuan's insistence, this is the slow opening: "the late empress."

Only mu Cen can achieve such an amazing situation. Just like this kerchief, the butterfly on it looks ordinary and can be embroidered by anyone. But the more you see the butterfly, the more delicate it is. When the kerchief is waved, the butterfly is lifelike.

The more delicate things are, the more difficult they are.

The simpler things are, the more delicate they are.