When mu zhantian was canonized and moved out of the palace, he had his own courtyard. Naturally, his attitude was different. Mu Zhanxiao's nature is cold and silent. And Mu Mian is more careful, as if in the cracks to survive.

So, in contrast, Mu Cen's good, it seems immediately.

The love in this words is more unconsciously.

Mu Cen heard Wang Xueshuang's words, then stood up, didn't let himself stagger, stood steadily, and then blessed himself: "cen'er knows, cen'er thanks grandma for her kindness."

Wang Xueshuang nodded: "I accept your heart. Take a rest first. When you look back, your father will see you kneeling here. Maybe even I will be taught. "

Mu Cen didn't speak, just quietly listening to Wang Xueshuang's words.

Wang Xueshuang didn't say anything. Seeing the Sutra Mu Cen put on the table, she couldn't help nodding. After Wang Xueshuang turned around, Mu Cen walked out of the ancestral hall.

As she passed by, mother Li laughed at Mu Cen. Mu Cen nodded and left the ancestral hall.

The lotus fragrance followed.

But mu Cen's pace was not fast, as if he was waiting for someone. He Xiang was nervous: "Miss, are you uncomfortable? I'll send for the doctor. "

"No harm." Mu Cen lightly refused.

When he Xiang wanted to say something else, Mu Cen had looked up at Mu Hongyuan not far away, who was followed by mu zhantian.

Mu Cen's eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold, and soon he gathered his emotion and looked at Mu Hongyuan: "cen'er, please say hello to Dad."

"How can cen'er be here?" Mu Hongyuan frowned.

Mu Cen explained slightly, and did not say too much detail, because Mu Cen knew that Wang Xueshuang would naturally tell Mu Hongyuan that Wang Xueshuang's words were more useful than his complete explanation.

Mu Hongyuan is also the person Mu Cen has to wait for.

When Mu Hongyuan returned to the palace, he would go to the ancestral hall to greet Wang Xueshuang.

Mu Hongyuan nodded: "Cen Er is sensible and has a heart."

"This is what cen'er should do." Mu Cen said softly, very obedient.

Mu Hongyuan looks at Mu Cen like this. Mu Cen looks more and more like Luoxue in his eyes and eyebrows. Luoxue was also standing like this, waiting for himself and talking to himself gently.

Even Mu Hongyuan felt almost as like as two peas.

His voice softened: "your grandmother won't embarrass you. Don't do that next time. If something happens to you, it's not good for you to tell your mother. "

Mu Cen didn't smile.

Just looking at Mu Hongyuan's eyes like worship, but such worship is more indifferent.

If it's really hard to explain, why did you send yourself out of the palace.

But now I think it's not a good thing to be sent out of the palace at birth. Staying in the palace, Mu Cen knows that he can't live until now. When he has no ability to protect himself, he will disappear from the palace completely.

After all, Chen Zhirong's methods are extremely cruel.

How could she keep such an indefinite bomb? Even now, Mu Cen knows that her surroundings are in danger.

Then, without saying anything, Mu Hongyuan went to the ancestral hall.

Mu Cen looked at mu zhantian, who was behind him. He suddenly stopped mu zhantian with a smile: "brother, if you don't go to the Palace this morning, how can you go back to the palace with your father?"

It's a question of knowing.

Sure enough, mu zhantian's eyes became colder as he looked at Mu Cen.

Up to now, mu zhantian can't believe that he was put together by Mu Cen, and even Chen Zhirong didn't escape. When Chen Zhirong was married to the palace, she was always so exquisite. When was she punished like this.

Although he was only confined, his body had not been hurt, but it was enough to make Chen Zhirong's face, also let the two rooms in danger.

Even when Chen Zhirong was imprisoned, he and Mu Zhihua were not allowed to enter. By implication, they cut off any way of communication.

Even Mu Zhihua was in his own yard and never left for fear of causing trouble again.

However, the people who made all these things can appear in front of us with ease, and even the tone is provocative. How can mu zhantian be reconciled.

"My sister knows that she has come to ask for mercy in front of her grandmother. Don't I, as the eldest brother, know?" Mu zhantian sneered at Mu Cen.

Mu Cen clearly nodded: "also, that Mu Cen does not disturb big brother."

Finish saying Mu Cen blessing body, pour is calm of pass by from mu zhantian's side.

Mu zhantian deliberately stopped, and did not immediately follow Mu Hongyuan. When Mu Cen passed by him, mu zhantian's voice was gloomy, with a warning: "Mu Cen, don't be too proud."

Mu Cen's steps also stopped, still not impatient: "proud? Mu zhantian, I'm not proud of this. "

"You..." Mu zhantian's face changed and became more and more ugly.

Mu Cen low smile, such smile but with irony, word by word again clear but: "I this person, see blood, out of life, may be more proud."

This words also don't take the composition of a joke, Mou Guang followed to sink down, face-to-face looking at mu zhantian of time, Mou bottom deep but take a silk of ice cold, that kind of hate is obvious.

"It's up to you?" Mu zhantian sneered and didn't look at Mu Cen in his eyes at all. "You can kill you next time with your little skills."

"We'll see." Mu CEN is calm, not stimulated by mu zhantian, "Mu zhantian, I may prefer the feeling of cat catching mice, a little bit of the prey to grind to death."

With that, Mu Cen ignored mu zhantian and walked out of the ancestral hall.

Mu zhantian's ferocity and ferocity became more and more obvious.

He Xiang didn't dare to say a word, and didn't dare to watch mu zhantian. He followed Mu Cen quickly and walked out of the ancestral hall. Along the way, he Xiang didn't dare to breathe.

All the way to the snow tower.

He Xiang closed the door, and then he let out a sigh: "Miss, you are too risky."

"Don't worry." Mu Cen didn't care and laughed, "at least this period of time is peaceful, the side imperial concubine has just been punished, the people of that one don't have the courage to do it again. In addition, the Lord didn't mean me any harm, so they didn't dare. Otherwise, the old lady and the prince will point to the side imperial concubine one room. "

This is also the reason why Mu Cen has no fear.

As long as she doesn't leave any handle on Chen Zhirong, Mu Cen can do whatever she wants.

He Xiang listened to Mu Cen's explanation, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the house, and the voice of Mingyue came: "Miss, the second young master is coming."