But now Li Shiyuan suddenly appears in front of him.

It's also like that since she first arrived in the western regions, Mu Cen has been able to meet Li Shiyuan face to face. In the past half a month, she has not had such a chance to take a good look at this person.

Li Shiyuan looked down at Mu Cen and said with a smile, "I miss you, so I came back."

Mu Cen's eyebrows are also smiling. When he looks at Li Shiyuan again, his eyebrows suddenly twist. The next moment, his previous smile turns into worry. He reaches out his hand and looks at Li Shiyuan's waist quickly. This man's waist is injured. It's a sharp sword. It's just wrapped up and he's wearing dark clothes. It's not noticeable.

But mu Cen can know at a glance that the wound is fresh.

Even today, when it comes to hunting.

Mu CEN is more aware of Li Shiyuan's ability. It's hard for anyone to hurt li Shiyuan easily, so now it's a challenge——

On the contrary, Li Shiyuan met Mu Cen's eyes and explained faintly: "I was injured while hunting."

Li Shiyuan didn't explain the rest.

Mu Cen doesn't need Li Shiyuan's explanation. Even if he was injured while hunting, it's not so simple. Now everything has become transparent. Li Shiyuan no longer hides and tucks in, but starts a confrontation with Li Shiyuan, which also means that many things will come to the table.

If two kings fight, one will die.

Li Shiyuan's injury has become reasonable.

"Let me see." Mu Cen said it directly.

With that, Mu CEN is going to check the wound on Li Shiyuan's waist, but the next moment, Mu Cen's hand has been held by Li Shiyuan: "it's OK, Rong Jiu has dealt with it, it will be OK. There's no need to worry that the wound has been cleaned of toxins. "

Mu Cen didn't move again.

This person said it's OK, then it must be OK.

But when looking at Li Shiyuan again, Mu Cen still couldn't help saying: "can't he wait?"

"Others are in Kyoto. Even if they know about the situation in the western regions, they are much slower. If I don't make a mistake in calculation, now they should be ready to start from Kyoto and go to the western regions." Li Shiyuan light mouth, "almost ten days time, he will arrive."

This is Li Shiyuan.

Mu Cen was quiet, then he asked, "is there any news in Kyoto?"

"Not for the time being." Li Shiyuan looks calm, "even if there is, it should also lag behind."

The implication is that Li Shiyuan and Li Shiyuan are in different places, and they are unfamiliar with each other's situation. Li Changtian and Li Shiyuan are close now, which is bound to make the one in Kyoto unbearable.

How can Li Shiyuan let things out of his control.

For a long time, Mu Cen answered: "you should be more careful."

"I will." Li Shiyuan answers, looks down at Mu Cen, and kisses her on the forehead naturally, saying nothing more.

They just held each other quietly.

The warm and sticky feeling of Mu Cen's palm gradually dried up.

It seems that Li Shiyuan's waist is no longer bleeding.

Mu CEN is a doctor. He knows that the wound that has been treated is still bleeding, which proves that the degree of the wound is far beyond his expectation. Li Shiyuan doesn't want to say that he doesn't want to worry about it. Mu Cen doesn't want to ask any more, but he doesn't want to distract Li Shiyuan.

She was quiet: "go back first, it's snowing here."

"Walk with me." But Li Shiyuan spoke unexpectedly.

Mu Cen a Zheng, so looking at Li Shiyuan quiet, finally also did not refuse: "good."

And the snowflakes in the sky are more and more obvious, originally just a vast white ground, now even began to pile up, gradually thicker.

Even on the treetops, it turned into a picture of plain silver.

Mu Cen didn't come out with an umbrella, because he didn't expect it to snow, so now Mu Cen, in his black cape and hair, has been gradually dyed white

So do the people around you.

But the two are still walking quietly in the snow, their footprints appear in the snow, but they are soon covered by the falling snow, which also saves the time to hide the trace.

Mu Cen quietly looked at it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Shiyuan asked Mu Cen.

His hand naturally holds the palm of Mu Cen's hand. Normally, the temperature of this person's palm is very hot. Now I don't know if it's because of the injury. Li Shiyuan's palm is even a little cold, which is not as warm as Mu Cen's.

Mu Cen looks up at Li Shiyuan with a smile in his eyes and eyebrows. Seeing that the man is dyed white hair and temples by snow, he suddenly quiets down.

A smile, let Li Shiyuan some inexplicable: "what's the matter?"

After a while, Mu Cen said, "you make me feel like you have turned white overnight."

The slender hand pasted Li Shiyuan's cheek on his own initiative and looked at it quietly. The snowflake also fell on the man's brow and suddenly grew up.

Li Shiyuan listens to Mu Cen's words, suddenly laughs, and then gently grabs Mu Cen's hand again. Mu CEN is quiet, doesn't speak, just looks at Li Shiyuan, some don't quite understand what this person wants to do.

This person is just holding himself, walking step by step in the snow, without any shelter, let the snowflakes fall.

Li Shiyuan released Mu Cen and let Mu Cen look at him. Mu Cen's brow twisted. When he wanted to speak, Li Shiyuan had already interrupted Mu Cen.

"This is not very good, from the beginning to now, you can go all the way to the white head." Li Shiyuan said quietly, every word is very clear, also very solemn, "I want to hold your hand, from you young, all the way to white hair temples also no longer loosen."

Originally cold palm, as if also with a trace of temperature, through the palm of Mu Cen, spread all over her body.

Mu Cen listens to such words, quiet, for a long time did not speak, she low astringent eyebrows, so look at two people's shoe tips, her shoes moved, the snow made a babbling sound.

After a long time, Mu Cen said, "OK. Remember your promise to me, to do so, all the way to the white head. "

Li Shiyuan made a sound and then hugged Mu Cen into his arms.

His voice is very light, but with power: "Cen Er, no matter what, you will be the only one in my heart."

Mu Cen made a sound, rubbed in Li Shiyuan's arms, and didn't speak again.

Yes, not too much.

If you choose the man who will eventually be in the position of emperor, you will not be able to stick to one person for life. If this man can put you on the top of his heart, it is enough to be his only one.

This idea soon dispelled the gloom of Mu Cen's mind.