Chapter 971

Mu Cen's eyes are slightly red, which is a kind of sour feeling.

Until a whirl, Mu Cen fell heavily on the ground, the obvious pain came, let Mu Cen suddenly wake up.

Where is this?

This is mu Cen's first reaction after opening her eyes. She carefully looks at the situation around her, but she can't seem to distinguish where it is.

Mu Cen's heart flashed a trace of uneasiness, she can't cross to others.

This kind of thought made Mu Cen's heart beat faster, but soon after she remembered the words of the God of black mountain, she gradually calmed down.

impossible.

Mu Cen didn't hesitate and stood up, but she was still wearing modern clothes, which was incompatible with this big week. If she appeared in front of anyone in this situation, she would be caught as a monster.

But now she is confused about everything around her.

All of a sudden, someone's voice came, but it was pleasant: "in a few days, I heard that the emperor is coming."

"Really?" The little girl's voice was obviously excited, "how could the emperor come to a place like ours?"

"I don't know. I've heard what the old lady said, so we've been practicing hard these days. You know, if the emperor or the prime minister takes a fancy to it, it's a leap to the dragon's gate."

"Then I'll find a dancer to practice dancing well."

……

This voice soon faded away. Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows to listen. Does the emperor mean Li Shiyuan?

She was quiet for a moment, and before she had time to think deeply, she heard a more shrill cry.

"No, please let me go, No."

"What do you think this is? This is Wangxiang building. Your father sold you to Wangxiang building. Do you want to leave here? You are wishful thinking, you honestly wait for Mammy to teach you, don't be shameless. "

When Mu Cen heard the three words of Wang Xiang Lou, he was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect that I was in the backyard of Wangxiang building. On the one hand, there was the conversation of famous prostitutes in Beijing, and on the other hand, there was the cry that the new girl couldn't accept.

She was speechless. Muchen even thought that the God of Heishan was intentional.

But at least it's in Dazhou's Kyoto, not in the wild. That's really no way to go.

After all, she is a normal person now. She has no identity or martial arts. If she is lost in the wild, it's really like beating a stone with an egg.

Shen Shen, Mu Cen forced himself to calm down, and then looked at the surrounding situation, Mu Cen quickly took a coat from the side of the hanger, and put it on for himself. It was the clothes of the girls in front of him, but it was still slightly cool, obviously not dry.

Muchen doesn't mind.

Wang Xiang Lou Mu CEN is not too strange, the pattern here has not changed, she looked around, determined the location of the backyard, and then walked towards the door of the backyard.

She was dressed as a slave, but she didn't attract much attention. In addition, in the peaceful and prosperous times, the vigilance of Wangxiang building was not as good as in the beginning. She soon found a vacancy to take over the shift and went out like this.

Soon, Mu Cen walked all the way to the market in Kyoto.

After all, Wangxiang building is in the most prosperous place in Kyoto. It's the market soon after I go out. When I see the market in Kyoto, Mu Cen has gradually recovered, but mu Cen also finds something wrong.

Although the market has not changed in general, there are still some subtle changes. Some shops have been upgraded. What does it mean? Is it time for her to come back? It's not time for her to leave.

This time, Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows and stood in the bustling mouth of Kyoto, silent.

But soon, instead of asking passers-by, Mu Cen quickly walked to a teahouse and didn't enter.

The teahouse is open.

You can hear the master talking outside, but you can't sit down and drink tea.

The contents of master's storytelling are all kinds of unofficial histories, which sounds interesting. What he said may not be credible, but it is worth referring to.

That's why Muchen is here.

The master talked about all kinds of things. In his words, Mu Cen gradually understood that six years had passed since she left when she came back this time.

A year ago, Li Shiyuan stood up and was reborn because of her dead self. Her identity was half true and half false by the master, but everyone present listened with interest and master's proficiency. Obviously, this story has been told countless times.

Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows.

You're back from the dead? Why didn't she know such a thing? The corpse in the imperial mausoleum is just Mu Cen, and now she is the real herself. So how did the person who came back from the dead and how could she cheat Li Shiyuan?

At least in Mu Cen's opinion, Li Shiyuan is by no means a brainless person, nor a person who can easily deceive Li Shiyuan with just a few words.

If this person is his own death and rebirth, then where did the body in the imperial mausoleum go?

Mu Cen sank and his mind was in a mess.

But her pace is very fast, and there is no need to hide her face. After all, no one knows her in Dazhou now, and she is just a stranger in Dazhou.

In such a mess, when Mu Cen recovered, he realized that he had gone back to the house of King Mu by the way he remembered.

And it's still at the back door of King Mu's house.

The name of Prince Mu's residence has not changed, but the current master of Prince Mu's residence, Mu Zhanxiao, is already the Prime Minister of the current Dynasty, and naturally the guard is extremely strict.

"Who are you? Is King Mu's house the place where you come from?" The sword of the bodyguard pointed at Mu Cen, and when he looked at Mu Cen, he looked at him with a trace of gaze.

This man is wearing strange clothes.

Mu Cen looked down at himself, but he was quiet. His clothes were really strange. Except that the big sleeve shirt was of this era, the jeans and T-shirts inside were modern. When people in Dazhou saw him, they couldn't adapt.

Before Muchen could explain, suddenly a young man's voice said, "who are you?"

Mu Cen was stunned. He looked at the man in front of him. He was a boy about eleven or twelve years old. He was wearing a moonlight white gown. He was very clear.

But soon, Mu Cen saw the young man's face and suddenly realized that this is the son of Mu Zhanxiao and Xu WANYING.

When Xu WANYING and Mu Zhanxiao got married, they brought a boy over five years old. Now six years later, the boy is 12 years old, and he is really a teenager.