Isn't that his name has changed back to Muchen?
She looked at Li Shiyuan in disbelief, but Li Shiyuan was always calm and didn't say much. Instead, she picked up the chopsticks and picked up the dishes, as if this was just a casual reward.
But everyone in the University knows that the late queen is mu Cen.
This name is absolutely not allowed to be replaced by anyone. Although Li Shiyuan has never imposed a ban, it is an unwritten rule of Dazhou. Obviously, he did not expect that it would be broken by Li Shiyuan himself.
Mu Zhanxiao also had some accidents, but it was just an accident. Soon Mu Zhanxiao calmed down, and he looked at Mu Cen: "since the fourth Master said it, then you are called Mu Cen."
"Yes." Mu Cen returned to his mind and didn't say much, but he seemed calm.
Li Shiyuan did not continue this topic, but asked, "what were you doing before you came to Kyoto?"
Mu Cen calmly explained: "I always help at home, rarely leave."
"Who did you learn your dancing skills from?" Li Shiyuan took a sip of tea and continued to ask.
But the tea was just a sip on the surface, and then it was put aside. It's not surprising that Li Shiyuan was used to the tea made by Mu Cen. If anyone else, Li Shiyuan would not touch it easily. This SIP is already the face of all ethnic groups.
Mu Zhanxiao has been used to it for a long time.
Li Shiyuan came here to have a drink because of Mu Cen. Mu Cen said that year. Although the tea in this small shop is humble, it is a kind of green tea planted in the mountains. It can relieve the boredom.
It was also because of Mu Cen's words that Li Shiyuan touched it.
And Mu Cen quietly took back his sight, and then said: "I live in the women's branch yard on the side, and learn from the dancers on the side. After a long time, I realized something, but I can't go to the hall of elegance by dancing and playing."
Mu CEN is not in a hurry, Li Shiyuan listen to Mu Cen's words is a smile, did not say anything.
They chatted with each other, but most of the time it was Li Shiyuan who asked about Mu Cen. However, no matter what Mu Cen answered, Li Shiyuan never doubted, let alone asked more, or just wanted to know Mu Cen's situation in recent years.
During this period, Mu Cen looked at Mu Zhanxiao from time to time, but he couldn't understand Li Shiyuan's idea.
On the contrary, Mu Zhanxiao let Mu Cen calm down, and Mu Cen didn't think much.
This meal was not slow, but it took some time until Li Shiyuan looked out of the window and said, "it's getting late. I'm going back. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to Kyoto before dark."
It's at least an hour away from Kyoto, so it will take time to get back.
When Li Shiyuan's voice fell, Mu Zhanxiao had already stood up and paid the money, and soon took the lead to go out. Mu Cen also stood up, but Li Shiyuan was not slow.
When Mu Cen stood up, because he was not careful, he almost got to the stool, and the whole person almost fell down. Mu Cen didn't have time to exclaim, the speed was too fast, so mu Cen couldn't react.
Li Shiyuan's speed is faster, and he directly clasps Mu Cen's waist. Without looking at Ying Ying's grip, Mu Cen's waist immediately falls into Li Shiyuan's arms.
The familiar smell of sandalwood came, and Mu Cen was stunned.
On the contrary, Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen with a smile: "if you are so careless, you can still trip over a chair. Is the reaction now too slow?"
This word seems to mean something, but mu Cen didn't hear it in a trance. He was shocked at the present situation. For a while, he didn't know whether to struggle or not.
Mu Zhanxiao looked over when he heard the voice.
Seeing Mu Cen in Li Shiyuan's arms, Mu Zhanxiao coughed lightly. He turned around consciously and didn't continue to watch.
And Mu CEN is more and more embarrassed, passively moved.
But Li Shiyuan didn't release his hand, so he stuck to Mu Cen's waist until he helped Mu Cen up.
"Small country restaurants are not as neat as those in Kyoto. Even the ground here is the most primitive, so you should be careful when you walk." Li Shiyuan lightly reminds.
Mu Cen was a little embarrassed, and the whole person still stuck to Li Shiyuan's arms: "I know."
Li Shiyuan hum, until Mu Cen smoothly out of the chair, Li Shiyuan released Mu Cen, and then Li Shiyuan did not say anything, quietly walked forward.
Mu Cen did not dare to hesitate, so he followed Li Shiyuan.
Li Shiyuan's pace is not fast. It seems that he is waiting for mu Cen. You should know that Mu Cen has no martial arts skills when he comes back from modern times. The tutorial can't keep up with them. They are riding horses all the way back. Although she will be at least, Mu Zhanxiao and Li Shiyuan are fast. Mu Cen's physical strength is unbearable.
So under such circumstances, Mu Cen knew that Li Shiyuan was waiting for him.
Quiet, Mu Cen didn't say anything, followed Li Shiyuan quietly.
"Be careful, there's a threshold." Li Shiyuan's voice came suddenly.
That hand naturally took Mu Cen's hand, a backhand, and so firmly clasped Mu Cen's hand in the palm, Mu Cen felt more and more surprised, but mu Zhanxiao didn't say anything, as if he didn't know what happened behind.
Mu Cen was quiet, and finally he didn't speak. He just looked at the two people holding each other.
Li Shiyuan knows his identity. This idea has been in Mu Cen's mind, but mu Cen can't ask or mention it. In the end, he can only let such ambiguity and confusion surround them.
Then half way back to Kyoto, Li Shiyuan had changed his carriage.
The carriage was obviously for muczen.
"I'm afraid you can't keep up with your physical strength after a day's ride back and forth to Kyoto, and something will happen. So I have a carriage for you. " Li Shiyuan light mouth explanation.
This is Li Shiyuan's intimate.
Mu Cen has been bumping back and forth until now. He can't stand it any more, but he didn't expect Li Shiyuan to notice this.
Mu Cen said, "thank you, fourth master."
One sentence made Li Shiyuan look at Mu Cen deeply, but it was only a few eyes. Li Shiyuan calmly took back his sight and didn't say anything more. He soon got up and mounted the horse. Mu Zhanxiao also mounted the horse, and the carriage slowly walked towards Kyoto.
But they didn't rush, so they rode on one side, occasionally lowered their heads to chat, and didn't mind that the speed of the carriage couldn't catch up with the previous speed.
Mu Cen sat quietly in the carriage and carefully looked at the scenery and objects in the carriage. Mu Cen recognized the carriage at a glance. It was still the carriage he used to travel in those years. Even the decorations and some items on it were used to by Mu Cen.