Chapter 260

Mu Zhihua will still be the crown princess.

Mu Hongyuan's idea can't be clearer than mu zhantian's.

These children are just chess pieces. It doesn't matter to Mu Hongyuan who is the crown princess. What he wants is his own power and interests.

But mu Cen's attitude made mu zhantian suddenly lose such a determined mood.

It seems that everything is under the control of Muchen, not controlled by outsiders like them.

But on the surface, mu zhantian didn't mean to compromise. He sneered: "Mu Cen, since you know it, how dare you be rude to Zhihua?"

This words, didn't let Mu Cen panic, but more and more appear contemptuous smile.

She looked at mu zhantian very seriously, her red lips moved, and every word was very clear: "Princess Yi must protect the meat in her stomach and enter the East Palace smoothly. Don't let me down. "

Mu zhantian and Mu Zhi draw eyebrows.

Obviously, no one thought that under such circumstances, Mu Cen could speak these words fearlessly.

In her bright little face, there is no more sunshine, and her bright eyes are covered with a layer of black fog. Behind the thick fog, it is like thousands of bloody hands, which will break out at any time.

It's shocking and frightening.

"After all, it's so lonely in the deep palace. If I don't have opponents, I'll be bored. Therefore, Zhihua's sister must live well and enter the east palace. Otherwise, sister, I really have no challenge at all. Sister, do you think so? " Every word of Mu CEN is very clear.

Voice down, Mu Cen did not look at the presence of the two brothers and sisters, Ren Hexiang holding, cold and heartless voice came: "seven, see off."

Mu Zhihua was shocked.

She wants to fight against Mu Cen, but she has no ability to resist.

Even mu zhantian, who was always calm, could not calm down in Mu Cen's words.

Mu CEN is so deep that no one can understand Mu Cen's idea.

In front of Mu Cen, they seem to be transparent and have no ability to resist. It's too dangerous to keep such people. Now, mu zhantian finds that it's more difficult for them to move Mu Cen.

And small seven walked to come over, the face has no facial expression of mouth: "Yi Princess king, Yi princess, please."

Mu zhantian walks away, and Mu Zhihua follows him closely.

As a result, they didn't expect that when they got out of the Luoxue building, they saw housekeeper Chen waiting outside. Housekeeper Chen's expression didn't change much, but every word he said seemed cold and heartless.

"Prince Yi, I won't send you out of the house." Steward Chen's attitude was normal, and then he immediately looked at Mu Zhihua, "second lady, please come with me."

This is to remind Mu Zhihua that she is still a member of Prince Mu's house, except for the identity of Princess Yi. Naturally, she should abide by the rules of Prince Mu's house.

"Steward Chen, do you know that if something happens to my princess, you'll have to get your head on the ground." Mu Zhihua is warning housekeeper Chen.

And she was hiding behind mu zhantian.

Housekeeper Chen seemed not to be influenced by Mu Zhihua. He said coldly, "the slave is just acting according to orders. Please don't embarrass the slave. It's the eldest lady who decides the big and small affairs in this house. If the eldest lady gives her orders, the slave can only follow them. "

There is no joke or concession in the utterance.

"Steward Chen, I treat you well." Mu zhantian said in a gloomy voice.

Housekeeper Chen's face remained unchanged, but he also thought about his old love: "you know, Princess Yi, who is the loser in this house now? Since you can't change the eldest lady, you can only ask the Lord to come back and make a decision according to the eldest lady's will."

Mu zhantian's face changed.

Mu Hongyuan is not aware of this matter for the time being.

After all, Li Shiyuan has not made any statement.

It's not a good thing to poke Mu Hongyuan first in terms of Mu Hongyuan's character.

So now, Mu Zhan's talent will be held by Mu Cen, and he has no ability to resist. Manager Chen's team is very clear, and he won't give them any chance to escape.

It's really not the best policy to meet Mu Cen in the house of King Mu.

Then, mu zhantian looked at Mu Zhihua, and mu zhantian was horrified to see Mu Zhihua: "brother, you won't really let me kneel down. You can't do that."

Today, Mu Zhihua went to see the doctor. Although she was pregnant, because of the recent turmoil, the fetus in Mu Zhihua's stomach is not stable and may have a miscarriage at any time. Under such circumstances, how can Mu Zhihua take the slightest risk.

"Be obedient." Mu zhantian didn't mean to compromise. "Now, what's good for you?"

In a word, let Mu Zhi painting stop.

It's not really any good.

Hard hitting will only make Mu Cen use a more despicable way. If Mu Cen can put Chen Zhirong to death, he will deal with himself in the same way.

Mu zhantian leaned over and lowered his voice so close to Mu Zhihua's ear: "now that the prince knows about your pregnancy, the prince will bring you out for the first time. Now you just have to keep your peace in the ancestral temple and don't need to kneel down. Mu Cen won't force you to death at this time. She just wants to embarrass us."

Mu Zhihua is still shaking his head.

"Be obedient." Mu zhantian's voice was even more deep, "don't be mischievous, otherwise, don't talk about the crown princess's position, your life can't be saved. Tomorrow morning at the most, there will be results. When did I cheat you? "

Under such circumstances, Mu Zhihua knows that she has no choice but to believe in Mu zhantian. Now, the only person she can rely on is mu zhantian.

Finally, Mu Zhihua nodded with trembling.

Mu zhantian released Mu Zhihua.

Mu Zhihua's hand is still close to her abdomen and protects her. It's her amulet. Nothing can happen.

Just as mu zhantian had expected, housekeeper Chen didn't let people look at Mu Zhihua after he locked him in the ancestral hall. Mu Zhihua didn't kneel down, so he just found a place to sit down in the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall at night is particularly cool. No matter what season, the ancestral hall at this time is chilly. It's just the difference between colder and colder.

Mu Zhihua stayed up all night, curled up and looked alert.

After a while, her eyes were covered with blood.

Looking at the Buddha in the ancestral hall, Mu Zhihua screamed in horror.

But the slaves outside the ancestral hall didn't seem to hear anything, let alone enter.

This night's Wood King, seemingly quiet, but the undercurrent surging.

It's snowing in the building.

Mu Cen sent the lotus incense and put out the light.