Chapter 987

As she looked at it, she suddenly made a light smile, and then lifted the curtain. The remaining light from the corner of her eyes looked at the two people who were riding outside the carriage. The smile in her eyebrows grew stronger and stronger.

While Mu Cen was watching, Li Shiyuan's eyes suddenly fell on Mu Cen, which seemed to catch Mu Cen peeping at himself.

The Mu Cen of provoke quickly took back his eyes, the cheek pour is some tiny red.

Li Shiyuan noticed that his eyes fell directly on Mu Cen. The tenderness and tenderness in his eyes seemed to be hidden. Mu Cen was more and more uncomfortable. Finally, she coughed and naturally put down the curtain.

In the air like this, there is a vagueness that cannot be explained clearly.

It seems that I can't get rid of it.

The time back to Kyoto is a waste of time, but the speed is not fast. Mu Cen leans on the carriage and starts to feel sleepy.

She closed her eyes to rest.

Until the carriage stopped at the gate of Yuan palace, mucen didn't wake up.

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Li Shiyuan got off the horse and walked towards the carriage calmly. He opened the curtain, but he didn't expect to see Mu Cen falling asleep. Li Shiyuan was fascinated by the quiet.

Mu Zhanxiao didn't disturb them. He stood with his back to them, but in silence.

It was not until Li Shiyuan stooped to get on the carriage that Mu Zhanxiao was slightly surprised. However, it was only a moment before he saw Li Shiyuan holding the sleeping Mu Cen out of the carriage.

Mu Zhanxiao suddenly realized.

"I'll have people ready first." Mu Zhanxiao responded quickly.

Li Shiyuan nodded, and then walked towards the palace with Mu Cen in his arms. Housekeeper Chen was even more surprised when he saw it, but he didn't say anything. He turned around and asked the slaves to make Mu Cen's bed.

Along the way, Li Shiyuan personally took Mu Cen to the bed. Mu Cen was probably really tired, and she didn't wake up in the whole process.

Just as if she had heard the familiar smell of sandalwood, she relaxed all along. Until she got to the bed, Mu Cen turned around. But this kind of turn, she hugged Li Shiyuan directly.

Li Shiyuan connives at Mu Cen, but he doesn't mean to leave in a hurry.

The well-defined big hand gently stroked Mu Cen's delicate skin, and the deep feeling in his eyebrows and eyes was obvious.

That's what he saw for a long time.

Until there was a knock on the door outside, Li Shiyuan released Mu Cen. Mu Cen grunted and turned to the other side of the bed. He didn't mind.

Li Shiyuan carefully covers Mu Cen's quilt, and then he gets up and leaves.

As soon as I went out, I saw shopkeeper Wang standing at the door and said in a low voice, "fourth master, Mr. Rong has come to tell me that the queen wants to see you."

Li Shiyuan said that he knew that shopkeeper Wang didn't say anything more, so he quickly retreated.

This mu Cen in the palace is not pestering. His character is similar to that of the real Mu Cen. But in the past year, if we can find something different, there are still some.

When Mu Cen doesn't want to pester you, she won't take the initiative to find you, but you will take the initiative to find her.

This one in the palace will remind Li Shiyuan from time to time. If she turns a deaf ear to Li Shiyuan, she will appear in person for many reasons, and it's hard to resist. For example, Li Shiyuan will send a small point to Li Shiyuan. For example, if she wants to see Aofeng, Li Shiyuan will never refuse.

It's like now.

And Mu Zhanxiao has heard: "fourth master, you go back first. Shopkeeper Wang will deal with the things here."

Li Shiyuan nodded: "get up in the morning and get some pickled bamboo shoots for her. This season's bamboo shoots are very tender. She always likes them. She should bring some pepper instead of being too light. The porridge should be a little thicker. "

The detailed explanation is mu Cen's preference.

Shopkeeper Wang wrote it down seriously and did not dare to neglect it.

After that, Li Shiyuan turned around and walked out of King yuan's house. Mu Zhanxiao followed him.

They got on their horses and galloped all the way to the imperial palace.

When entering the Imperial Palace, Li Shiyuan suddenly looked at Mu Zhanxiao: "tomorrow, find a reason to send her to the palace."

Mu Zhanxiao was surprised: "fourth master, this..."

"It's true. You can't fake it. " Li Shiyuan said faintly, "it's not a long-term plan to put her in King yuan's residence. Besides, the next time, I'm afraid King yuan's residence is not peaceful. My frequent visits to the imperial palace will always arouse the suspicion of people in the dark and bring her death. "

This is Li Shiyuan's thinking. The palace is the most dangerous place, but it is also the safest. At least Mu CEN is under his own eyes.

Now Mu Cen has no strength to bind a chicken. There's a real accident. She doesn't even have the ability to protect herself, so Li Shiyuan won't take any more risks.

Mu Zhanxiao nodded, but also can understand: "I know."

"It's in the Tai hospital." Li Shiyuan light mouth, "her medical skills are in, too in the hospital is a natural place.". Besides, I'm afraid the safest place is too hospital. "

"Good." Mu Zhanxiao didn't object.

Indeed, the safest place in the palace is Tai hospital, which will not cause any trouble. Ji Changjin is in charge of Tai hospital.

Ji Chang Jin wants a person, that is, Ji Chang has the final say, but he needs to prepare the newspaper with the house of the house, so the man in the palace will not notice Mu Cen, but not to see that Mu is the most secure in the palace.

Li Shiyuan didn't say anything more, so he walked calmly towards the palace.

But mu Zhanxiao didn't follow in any more, and soon returned to the house of King Mu.

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At that time——

When Li Shiyuan returned to the imperial dragon hall, he saw Mu Cen in the palace. He was calm: "why did cen'er come to me so late?"

"I just thought about making a few small points, so I sent them to the emperor. Unexpectedly, the emperor was not in the palace." False Mu Cen some wronged looking at Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan lowered his head and gave a light smile. Naturally, he went into the fake mucen, and put his hand around mucen's waist. With a little effort, the fake mucen had already stuck to Li Shiyuan's chest.

She was much more shy: "the emperor --"

But in such shyness, there is still a trace of tension and expectation.

You know, in the past year, the emperor has never touched himself. Apart from the superficial intimacy, she knows that there is no difference between her and those concubines in the palace. At first, she thought it was Li Shiyuan who doubted his identity, but Li Shiyuan's words and deeds had no clue.