Chapter 229

However, the topic of conversation came to an abrupt end.

When does Li Shiyuan need to find a topic like this, but it seems that Mu CEN is a wooden fish head. No matter what Li Shiyuan suggests, Mu Cen can't understand his own meaning. He always keeps an appropriate distance.

It almost made Li Shiyuan mad, but he had nothing to do.

Li Shiyuan sneered and released Mu Cen. Mu Cen immediately stepped back and kept a proper distance from Li Shiyuan.

"Your Highness, your father is not in the palace these days. Even if you come back, it will be very late. If your highness comes to find your father, Mu Cen will tell him to go into the palace to see him." Mu CEN is patient with Li Shiyuan.

Soon, she put the blame on Mu Hongyuan.

The sense of distance between the two is like a gap, which can't be crossed.

"I can't come to you?" Li Shiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, not satisfied with Mu Cen's attitude.

Mu Cen couldn't tell whether he was surprised or surprised, but he stood calmly in the end: "of course. It's just that Mu CEN is a very boring person. I don't know what his Royal Highness has to do with Mu Cen. If Mu Cen can do it, then Mu Cen will not refuse. "

Every word he said to Li Shiyuan, Mu Cen was very skillful.

He won't offend Li Shiyuan, but he won't give him any hope. Every word has its premise, which is impossible for Li Shiyuan to let Mu Cen do.

Li Shiyuan's anger was immediately aroused by Mu Cen.

But in the end, he looked at the woman standing in front of him and suppressed his anger: "OK, I'll stay in the palace for dinner tonight and accompany my future Princess."

This is to remind Mu Cen.

Mu Cen's brow slightly twisted, but it was only a moment. She relaxed and nodded to Li Shiyuan: "as long as your highness does not dislike it. Recently, Prince Mu's house is in the process of collapse and mourning. Naturally, we can't do it wantonly. All the dishes are based on materials. "

Li Shiyuan didn't speak, and his attitude was very clear.

Mu Cen then turned around and told housekeeper Chen in a low voice: "housekeeper Chen, go to the kitchen and tell her royal highness is coming. Remember to prepare some good dishes. Let the chef in the kitchen pay attention to what the prince likes to eat. Don't leave it behind. The dishes should not be too salty or too greasy. They should be light

Li Shiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he listened to Mu Cen's words.

These are what I like, but mu Cen can say clearly.

Mu CEN is like a mystery that Li Shiyuan can never understand.

It seems that Mingming doesn't care about himself at all, but his likes and dislikes are clear. Even some details, mucen won't miss.

And these, others are not willing to do.

So, what is mu Cen's idea?

In the whole process, Li Shiyuan just looked at Mu Cen like this. After Mu Cen explained carefully, he turned and looked at Li Shiyuan. Then Mu Cen nodded slightly and led the way in front so quietly that he never talked with Li Shiyuan again.

They went to the dining room.

Until Li Shiyuan sat down.

The slaves also quickly set up the dishes.

And Mu Cen looked at the dishes and chopsticks set by the slaves, frowned, and then put them again.

Li Shiyuan is left-handed, so natural things can't be put on his right hand.

This is actually what many people don't know.

In formal occasions, Li Shiyuan only eats with his right hand. In private, Li Shiyuan prefers his left hand instead.

Mu Cen knew that it was because in the last life, Mu Cen held Li Shiyuan in his hand and carefully observed him. Then he discovered this little secret.

However, when Mu Cen did this, Li Shiyuan was not moved. When he treated Mu Cen, he always seemed more indifferent. On the contrary, he was not as touching as the soft words and soft language of Mu Zhi's paintings.

In this life, Mu CEN is very clear that such small details are enough to make Li Shiyuan think about himself.

Sure enough, Li Shiyuan's face was obviously happy.

In Li Shiyuan's view, Mu CEN is more eloquent. After all, which woman in Dazhou is not ready to be the crown princess, but because many people don't even have the qualification to be ready to be.

But mu Cen, who wanted to refuse to welcome him, made Li Shiyuan more and more itchy.

But Li Shiyuan had nothing to do with mucen.

When Mu Cen was calm, he was like an old monk. He was totally uninterested in everything around him.

They sat quietly in the dining room.

The slaves quickly went to dinner according to Muchen's request.

Mu Cen's beautiful but still hoarse voice told the slaves not to put the wrong dishes one by one. The slaves were more careful. Until all the dishes were set, they were relieved and respectfully retreated.

Mu Cen looked at Li Shiyuan with a smile: "Your Highness, please have dinner."

Li Shiyuan naturally took the chopsticks with his left hand and took a bite of the front dish. He slowly put it into his mouth. There was a flash of surprise in his eyebrows, but such surprise soon disappeared.

Mu Cen seems to know himself very well.

Such understanding even surpassed the most trusted people around Li Shiyuan.

"Mu Cen knows a lot about our king?" Li Shiyuan light mouth, inadvertently asked Mu Cen.

Mu Cen slowly replied: "more observation, it's not difficult to understand."

"Oh?" Li Shiyuan put down his chopsticks and looked at Mu Cen so deeply, "the king is curious. He likes to use his left hand. How did you find out? This point, even the Queen's mother's concubine can't know so much, and these dishes? "

Mu Cen didn't expect that Li Shiyuan would ask so directly, but mu Cen never said a word.

Then, she quietly looked at Li Shiyuan: "if you have a heart, you will know."

"Since you want to know everything about the king, why are you so indifferent when you face the king?" Li Shiyuan asked Mu Cen.

The Mou light is not instant of fall on Mu Cen's body, seem to want to pass Mu Cen's eyes, see clearly Mu Cen again think what exactly.

Mu Cen calmed down and laughed: "Your Highness, the prince is startled step by step in the deep palace. Mu Cen doesn't think that the prince doesn't understand the ceremony. When Mu Cen comes here for the first time, it's better to think carefully than to step into the pit carelessly and lose his life. After all, Mu Cen cherishes his life."

This is half true and half false, but people can't find any abnormality.

"I don't need to worry about that, of course, following Wang." Li Shiyuan throws bait.

Mu Cen laughed again: "what does your highness like Mu Cen? Is this a leather bag? If it is, Mu Cen will be old one day. At that time, his highness will only see the new smile, but not the old cry. At that time, didn't Mu Cen have to face these deep pits? "