Chapter 146

When Li Changtian is getting weaker and weaker, Mu Cen takes advantage of the situation. As long as he can get special favor, he can understand what it means.

On the contrary, the Empress Dowager listened to Mu Cen's words, but she laughed. Mou Guang's inquiry into Mu Cen turned into a satisfied smile: "Mu Cen, you talk to AI Jia, what do you dance tonight. I'm looking forward to it. "

Mu Cen looked at too thick with a smile and said quietly, "Zhouzhuang dreams of butterflies."

"Oh?" The Empress Dowager raised her eyebrows. "It's also a moving piece. There are not many people who can dance. It's sad to see that Mu Cen's clothes and Zhouzhuang Mengdie complement each other. "

"The Empress Dowager is flattered." Mu Cen was blessed.

With Mu Cen's action, the dancing of the butterfly becomes obvious again.

The butterflies on the embroidery seem to have life. As long as Mu Cen doesn't move, they are just like ordinary embroidery. However, when Mu Cen moves, these colorful butterflies will dance and look good.

Li Changtian also noticed.

He sank and frowned, but he felt something was wrong.

The Li family had been full of murders 30 years ago.

Naturally, Li's embroidery skills have been lost.

Mu Cen's skirt looks like Li's embroidery, but it's a little different, because Li's embroidery can't be so colorful, but it seems to be on a higher level.

In recent years, many embroidery houses in Kyoto have been imitated, but no one has ever been able to succeed.

So what's this?

Li Changtian did not speak, but the Empress Dowager said: "OK, then Zhouzhuang dream butterfly."

Mu Cen nodded, then looked at the musician, not smiling.

She naturally knew that the more she was bribed by Mu Zhihua, the more she did not dare to disobey Mu Zhihua's orders. If Mu Cen guessed correctly, Chen Zhirong had all the musicians' families. If she did not follow their mother and daughter's wishes, she would not be able to live with them.

But today, the Empress Dowager said it herself. If the musician refused, it would be a crime.

On the contrary, the musician was scared by Mu Cen.

For a moment, he lost his mind and subconsciously looked at the direction of Mu Zhi's painting, but mu Zhi didn't look at the musician for fear of being suspected.

And the music of the front hall has not been played for a long time.

The Empress Dowager's eyebrows also twisted.

Mu Cen this just light mouth: "can't?"

The musician returned to his senses. It was clear that Mu Cen's voice was very light, but it made people shudder involuntarily. That kind of panic almost consumed all his thoughts in an instant.

Subconsciously, the musician knelt down.

The scene became eerie.

Mu Zhihua and Chen Zhirong exchanged their views, and they were afraid to breathe for fear that the musician would poke them out in such a situation.

"It's no use to you." The Empress Dowager spoke majestically.

The musician kept kowtowing. At this time, long Shaoyun, who had been quiet, suddenly stood up: "empress dowager, since the musician can't, I can play a song."

The Empress Dowager looked at long Shaoyun and her attitude was much better: "I remember that general Long's piano skill was also superb. I learned it from the late lady long."

"I don't dare to be a micro minister, but Zhouzhuang Mengdie just learned from his mother." Long Shaoyun spoke faintly, but his eyes fell on Mu Cen. "Weichen naturally can't match the musician's playing, but if Miss Mu doesn't dislike it, Weichen can play a song."

The eyes were open and aboveboard.

Mu Cen didn't speak. He just looked at long Shaoyun and blessed himself for a long time: "then there will be general Lao long."

Her eyes didn't stay on long Shaoyun for another second, and she took back her sight calmly, but mu Cen could feel the light of long Shaoyun's eyes falling on him.

And Li Shiyuan's almost burning eyes, as if to completely integrate himself into it.

Mu Cen also chose to turn a blind eye.

She has a faint headache.

I can't say the reason, but I can feel that long Shaoyun is deliberately, as if he knows the grudge between Li Shiyuan and himself, and deliberately provokes Li Shiyuan.

Mu Cen didn't speak.

The musician has been taken out. Chen Zhirong is relieved. Long Shaoyun sits down calmly. The sound of musical instruments comes quickly, and the hall becomes quiet again. It seems that only the sound of music can be heard, as well as the falling beat of Mu Cen's dance.

They seem to have a natural tacit understanding.

Every step of mucen, long Shaoyun can always drop notes very well.

Once in a while, two people look at each other as if they have been looking at each other for thousands of years.

But it's just like this. In their pure eyes, they can't smell an ambiguous breath.

The people in the hall held their breath completely.

Thoroughly attracted by Mu Cen's Zhouzhuang Mengdie, I can't recover from such a scene.

Li Shiyuan's eyes are very heavy, falling on Mu Cen's body for a moment.

In this tension, Li Shiyuan can clearly feel that long Shaoyun's eyes are almost chasing on Mu Cen, but mu Cen's eyes are much colder.

He was silent.

On the contrary, Li Shiyuan, who is on the edge of Li Chang's sky, can't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Although the dance is not "snow girl", but such "Zhouzhuang dream of butterflies" makes Li Shiyuan even more unable to open his eyes, and the potential of Mu CEN is becoming more and more obvious.

Even in Li Shiyuan's eyes, possession and plunder are not hidden.

Even Li Changtian, who has always been calm, is in a trance. It seems that in the crowd, he sees Rong Fei, who came towards him with a smile and dances in front of him.

All these things fall into Mu Cen's eyes.

But her face did not show, the last beat fell, Mu Cen gasped slightly, nodded to the crowd, then looked at long Shaoyun.

"General Long's piano skill is excellent. Mu Cen thanks here. If it wasn't for general Long's piano sound, Mu Cen couldn't have danced like this." Mu Cen spoke politely and distantly.

Long Shaoyun just nodded, then stood up and walked back to his position.

They didn't communicate in the whole process.

"Reward." Li Changtian returned to his senses and said, "I want a heavy reward."

Mu Cen blessing body, breath has been stable down: "Mu Cen thanks Lord long en."

Li Changtian's eyes still didn't move away from Mu Cen's body. She always looked at Qu Huashang on the edge of Li Changtian's sky. When she looked at Mu Cen again, her eyes sank down with a trace of deep thinking.

Mu Cen naturally felt it.

But she is always standing, as if not affected by external factors.

How could the Empress Dowager not feel the atmosphere flowing in the hall? Her eyes also fell on Mu Cen.