Chapter 344

It didn't take long for Princess Rong to die.

This is what outsiders see, but the people in the palace are very clear that Rong Fei's death is not so simple.

But this matter has become a taboo in the palace, no one mentioned, Rong Fei was also buried.

At that time, Li Shiyuan was just over two years old. How could he know and remember that he didn't even see Rong Fei's last face? He was sent to Qu Huashang and raised by Qu Huashang.

It's like he's looking for the truth of Li's family's destruction. Why isn't Li Shiyuan looking for the truth of Rong Fei's death.

Mu Cen lowered his eyebrows and listened quietly without saying a word.

Her ear is still Li Shiyuan's calm voice: "until my mother passed away, I knew that my mother would come here every month. I wrote down that when I was an adult, I was made king yuan and moved out of the palace to live in King yuan's residence. From then on, I would come to the ten thousand Buddha Temple every month to burn incense for my mother."

Mu Cen didn't expect Li Shiyuan to do this.

But mu Cen didn't say anything, just listen.

"Today is Tanabata. My mother died on this day." Li Shiyuan's voice is still calm, not too emotional ups and downs, as if already adapted to the general, "so, every year on the seventh day, I will go to the ten thousand Buddha Temple to pray for my mother."

Then Li Shiyuan suddenly bowed his head.

It was Li Shiyuan, whom Mu Cen had never seen before. In such a mood, it seemed to be with a trace of sadness and helplessness. It seemed that he was less tough and more vulnerable. People can't help but want to hold Li Shiyuan gently.

Mu Cen subconsciously bit his lip, did not speak.

It's just Li Shiyuan holding it in the palm of his hand.

Li Shiyuan noticed it and looked down. When he looked at Mu Cen again, there was a faint smile in his eyes and eyebrows, and his tone became light: "this is the first time that I took a woman to Wanfo temple to pray for her on her mother's death day."

Redundant words, Li Shiyuan did not speak, so quietly looking at Mu Cen.

Mu Cen's cheek is a little red.

It's just a mask. I can't see it.

On such a special day, Li Shiyuan appeared in the ten thousand Buddha Temple with himself, which is the meaning of harmony. How could Mu Cen not know? It's just that Mu Cen didn't open his mouth, and their eyes rolled around, as if no one had pierced the thin paper.

For them now, silence is the best way.

"Go in." Li Shiyuan light mouth, did not continue the previous topic.

"Good." Mu Cen answered.

Soon, Li Shiyuan took Mu Cen to Wanfo temple. Mu Cen followed Li Shiyuan quietly.

Li Shiyuan is familiar with everything in the ten thousand Buddha Temple.

Mu Cen quietly watched Li Shiyuan buy Incense and light it in front of the Buddha. His tall figure stood like this, bowed seriously, and then inserted the incense. Ren Qingyan was very few.

Then, Li Shiyuan just stood in the same place for a long time without moving.

Mu Cen didn't disturb Li Shiyuan, so he accompanied him.

Neither of them spoke until Li Shiyuan turned and looked at Mu Cen. Mu Cen then gave a faint smile to Li Shiyuan. His voice was still calm: "I want to go to Wanfo temple."

"I'll be with you." Li Shiyuan spoke faintly.

"Good." Mu Cen answered.

In fact, Mu CEN is no stranger to the Wanfo temple. When he was in the house, Li Ruolan would come to the Wanfo temple every Spring Festival, and naturally he would bring Mu Cen with him. It's just that Mu CEN is a child's state of mind. Instead of seriously burning incense and praying, he is more playful.

Perhaps influenced by Li Shiyuan, Mu Cen really calmed down to see this temple.

It seems that I Miss Li Ruolan a little more.

As she walks quietly in the temple, Li Shiyuan follows. When she meets the steep steps, Li Shiyuan's hand will naturally hold Mu Cen's hand.

Mu Cen didn't refuse.

They were walking.

Suddenly, Mu Cen pointed to a rockery not far away: "when I was a child, my mother brought me here. I like to hide behind the rockery. If my mother can't find me, I will be very anxious. But I can't come out. I laugh secretly behind the rockery. I don't run out until my mother is crying. Soon I can coax her into tears and smile."

Li Shiyuan picked eyebrows. I didn't expect Mu Cen to have such a lively side.

Since Li Shiyuan met Mu Cen, Mu Cen has always been the same as he is now. He is calm and calm, never affected by anything from the outside world. He works step by step, plans strategies, and knows everything.

"It was just fun at that time." Mu Cen lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, "but now I suddenly feel that it's pyrotechnic gas, which can't be dispersed. And now I want to have it again, but it's impossible. "

With some emotion, she couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Li Shiyuan didn't say anything, just like Mu Cen comforted himself, holding Mu Cen's big hand tightly.

Mu Cen chuckles and looks at Li Shiyuan like this. The smile in his eyebrows is never relaxed.

They walked up the steps of Wanfo Temple step by step.

"Have you ever been to the top of Wanfo temple?" Mu Cen suddenly asked.

Li Shiyuan was quiet: "never."

Every time I come here, I just leave after burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Li Shiyuan knows very well that before Rong Fei came here and entered the palace, she might be able to walk through the whole ten thousand Buddhist temple just like Mu Cen, but after she entered the palace, all these things became out of reach.

Even if allowed to come, but also just in a hurry to leave in a hurry.

And he can't measure the whole Wanfo temple.

"There is no main hall above, but there is a place where the bidding is very effective." Mu Cen explained, "my mother used to take me step by step to climb up. I didn't have the heart to respect Buddha at all, so I just thought it was fun. Now I think it's like I'm going to ask Buddha's forgiveness and forgive my childhood ignorance."

Li Shiyuan listened, laughed, and then said, "I thought you didn't believe in ghosts."

"There is always awe in this place." Mu Cen explained.

Li Shiyuan said nothing.

The stone steps up the mountain are very steep, so few people come here. Even people who practice martial arts like Mu Cen can't help but have some difficulty walking, with thin sweat on their forehead.

"Tired?" Li Shiyuan looked at Mu Cen and asked softly.

Mu Cen hum a voice: "tired. I've walked a lot on the flat ground, and I've never been like this before. "

"How can I see you walking fast when you climb up from the cliff?" Li Shiyuan is not polite at all.

Mu Cen

She was unable to speak because of Li Shiyuan's hatred, so she could only glare at this man.