Chapter 1032

Li Shili's tone also became aggressive: "don't forget, my mother's concubine, I don't have much time for my son's son. Don't forget, my mother's concubine, if we hide like this again, Li Shiyuan really has other ideas, we will fall short of success. After all, we are the only offspring left by the former Emperor who can compete."

“……”

"The mother's concubine, the son's minister's careful layout in the past ten years, does the mother's concubine want the son's minister to give up? How long does the mother think her son's minister can delay if she drags on? "

Li Shi Li asked Dai Zhigu every word. Dai Zhigu was asked by Li Shi Li that he couldn't speak. For a long time, Dai Zhigu closed his eyes slightly and didn't know whether he agreed or didn't agree.

And Li Shili also didn't want to continue and Dai Zhigu said down meaning: "mother imperial concubine, son minister still have something to deal with."

Then Li Shili turned around and left.

Dai Zhigu just looked at Li Shili's back, and finally sighed silently. Meanwhile, the old mother who had been with Dai Zhigu for decades comforted her: "lady, don't worry. King Li has always been a cautious person. What's more, the maid thinks that what king Li said is right."

"You say, is this palace really wrong?" Dai Zhigu closed his eyes.

"That's right. Niang Niang is just worried about Li Wang and Dai Jia. " The old lady said quietly, "but king Li can only do it now. Why don't you just put your heart in your heart? The maid thought that King Li could handle all the things well and welcome her back to the palace. The location of fengluan palace belongs to the empress, not to others. "

This words, but let Dai Zhigu quiet down, and finally did not say anything, but just Dai Zhigu fell in the heart of uneasiness, but how can not put down.

Old mammy continued: "Niang Niang, what's more, there's something really wrong. You still have the gold medal left by the late emperor in your hand. You can keep King Li and the Dai family."

When Li Changtian was alive, he gave Dai Zhigu a gold medal. When Dai Zhigu thought about it, he was relieved and didn't think about it any more.

Old mammy handed a small point and tea, Dai Zhigu quietly eating.

But Dai Zhigu is very clear, that pressure in the heart of the uneasiness has been in, but for a while and a half will not say.

Finally, Dai Zhigu sighed silently.

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Fengluan palace is quiet at night.

Because Mu Cen was pregnant, he began to feel sleepy, so he took a rest early. It seems that this time, compared with the previous pregnancy, his appetite was much better, but he became more picky. Mu Cen ate very little of the things he liked before, and then liked some strange things.

However, Mu Cen didn't mention that Mu Cen didn't like troublemakers, so mu Cen didn't eat much food from the imperial dining room. Xia he was worried, but mu Cen couldn't help it.

But at night, Mu CEN is hungry again, which leads to a vicious circle. He can't sleep well. If he wants to go on like this, Mu CEN is afraid that he will be hungry again.

Think of these, Mu Cen pinched some headache face, so leaning on the pillow, sitting on the edge of the soft collapse, completely had no idea.

All of a sudden, there was a sound in the bedroom.

Mu Cen was quiet, and then she laughed faintly. The familiar smell of sandalwood came. She didn't need to look at it. It was Li Shiyuan.

"Why did the emperor come so late?" Mu Cen asked.

"Well, I can't sleep after I finish the memorial. I'll come to you for a walk." Li Shiyuan said it directly, and his voice fell down. This man was already sitting by the big bed.

Before mucen could speak any more, her stomach suddenly grunted a few times. Li Shiyuan raised her eyebrows, and mucen's cheek turned red. She was a little embarrassed.

"Hungry?" Li Shiyuan asked directly.

Mu Cen made a sound.

"Why not have dinner?" Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen and asked in a low voice.

"Did Shahe tell you again? Summer lotus this stinking wench, is clearly my servant girl, pour is a strength to tell you my business Mu Cen was angry, but he didn't mean to blame.

Li Shiyuan lowered his head and chuckled, scraping the tip of Mu Cen's nose: "if Xia he doesn't tell me, aren't he afraid to lose his head?" With that, Li Shiyuan asked directly, "what do you want to eat? I'll let the people in the imperial dining room prepare it."

Mu Cen shook his head.

"How can we not eat?" Li Shiyuan frowned and said, "don't forget, you are still pregnant and are going to starve yourself. What do you want me to do?"

Mu Cen listened to Li Shiyuan's words and waited for a while before he said: "I want to eat Nang cake, but there's also stuffing in it, but it's not big Zhou You's Pancake..."

At the end of the day, Mu Cen was vague and didn't know what she was describing. She waved her hand: "forget it, I'm just talking nonsense. I don't know what I'm talking about."

Li Shiyuan laughed and wrote down Mu Cen's strange requests. Then he asked, "what else do you want to eat?"

This time, Mu Cen's small face drooped: "ice sugar gourd. It's not from the palace, but from the stall outside. That string. "

It's not a specialty of Kyoto, but mu Cen likes the sweet and sour feeling now, as if he can't stop it. And think is to eat, clearly is hungry, but now has become greedy, Mu Cen feel that he has become unreasonable.

"That's it?" Li Shiyuan raised his eyebrows.

Mu Cen made a sound and nodded his head.

Li Shiyuan said, "OK. If you finish the wonton, I'll let you eat the ice sugar gourd. "

Mu Cen a Leng: "where small wonton and ice sugar gourd?"

It's totally impossible.

Little wonton rarely appears in the palace. In the past, when Aofeng was a child, Mu Cen accompanied Aofeng and did it by himself. This time, Mu Cen never went into such a place as the imperial dining room, let alone did it by himself. Even Mu Cen's clothing, food, housing and transportation were well served.

Not to mention the ice sugar gourd, which does not exist in the imperial palace.

When Mu Cen asked, Li Shiyuan laughed. Then he let Mu Cen go, stood up and quickly walked out of the palace. Mu Cen was stunned. Before he could react, Li Shiyuan went to Mu Cen with a bowl of steaming wonton in his hand.

This time, Mu CEN is completely stunned, subconsciously looked at it, the wonton technique is not reliable, it seems that it is still a little strange, even the wonton is irregular, some ugly.

"This is --" Mu Cen asked, "it's not like the imperial chef can do."