Chapter 691

Just such a coincidence, Li Shiyuan had to be so suspicious.

"Didn't the concubine have been tortured to death in the hands of Qu Huashang?" Mu Cen asked Li Shiyuan quietly.

In such deliberation, Mu Cen still chose to stand on Rong Fei's side and didn't tell Li Shiyuan the truth.

In other words, Mu Cen knows that under the current situation, Li Shiyuan will let Rong Fei come back without scruple, but for Rong Fei, this is the last thing she wants to see.

After all, Li Shiyuan has just ascended the throne, and those with different intentions are not completely eradicated. There are always people hiding in the dark who are ready to find the best opportunity to defeat Li Shiyuan at one stroke.

So now Li Shiyuan is not fit to do anything.

It is the best policy to stabilize the situation of Dazhou first.

What's more, Princess Rong has endured for decades, and it's not bad for one or two years. She has a way, but it takes time to kill.

As Rong Fei said, Da Zhou would not accept the son of the witch as the king of Da Zhou.

But Li Shiyuan didn't speak to Mu Cen. He looked at Mu Cen quietly, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Mu Cen's words.

Mu Cen goes to Li Shiyuan, and his slender hand hugs the man's waist.

Li Shiyuan looked down at Mu Cen in his arms and asked, "what's the matter? Are you tired? If you are tired, I will take you back to the palace and have a rest first. I'm not in a hurry about these things. "

These things refer to the affairs of these people.

Besides, Qu Huashang and jiliansha have no place to escape. There is only one mu Zhihua left, which can be dealt with at any time. Mu Zhihua is now besieged, and no one can take Mu Zhihua away from here.

So, even if it's postponed, it's nothing.

"No Mu Cen shook his head and denied, "I just want to tell you that everything is destined by heaven. Waiting patiently may lead to different results. "

Mu Cen's words seemed to placate Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan still looked down at Mu Cen and suddenly said with a smile, "well, I know."

"No wishful thinking." Mu Cen gives back to Li Shiyuan what he likes to say to himself.

Li Shiyuan is still laughing: "OK."

Seeing that the man agreed, Mu Cen said nothing and nodded: "go to find Mu Zhihua. All these things have been dealt with, and my heart is at ease. I don't want to hang on to these things any more, and I don't want to wait for the disposal after autumn. "

"Good." Li Shiyuan answered.

Mu Cen can't tell why. The huge stone in his heart didn't become relaxed with the defeat of Qu Huashang and the death of jiliansha.

The feeling of suffocation still exists.

But mu Cen couldn't find the source.

Under such circumstances, Mu Cen can only suppress his uneasiness. When he finally faces Li Shiyuan, Mu Cen will not show such emotion.

Li Shiyuan quietly leads Mu Cen, not because he is an emperor now, but because he is aboveboard and does not hide his special favor to Mu Cen.

This is what people with a clear eye can see.

They walked quietly towards the prison where Mu Zhihua was imprisoned.

……

Mu Zhihua is not like Qu Huashang and jiliansha. On the contrary, Mu Zhihua is in an ordinary cell, and the guard is not so tight. In their view, Mu Zhihua is an ordinary person, and it is impossible to turn over the palm of his hand.

When Mu Cen went to the heaven's prison, the guards had knelt down to greet them: "I see the emperor, empress, long live the emperor, long live the empress, long live the emperor, long live the empress."

Li Shiyuan brushed his sleeve, and the guard stood up and quietly retreated to one side.

Mu Zhihua naturally heard the sound, so he looked at Mu Cen: "Mu Cen, are you very proud? Ha ha ha -- "

Mu Zhi said with a smile: "if you didn't intend to rebel against the Crown Princess of the former dynasty, you would have been the queen of a country. Now, you are the queen of Li Shiyuan. You are really impressive."

Mu Cen ignores the unkindness of Mu Zhi's paintings. No matter in the memory of his previous life or in this life, Mu Cen knows that the unkindness of Mu Zhi's paintings is everywhere.

But mu Zhi smiles darkly, and then she looks at Li Shiyuan: "Li Shiyuan, the queen beside you has served the person you hate the most. You can also hold her to bed every night. Don't you think she is dirty?"

Mu Zhihua knows how to poke people's scars.

Li Shiyuan can't be indifferent to what happened between Li Shiyuan and Mu Cen, and can't be regarded as nothing happened. Therefore, in the face of Mu Zhihua's painting, Li Shiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the moment was also gloomy.

"Come on, give me a hand." Li Shiyuan gave orders word by word.

"Yes." The guard takes orders.

Soon, the guard came forward and slapped Mu Zhihua's face. The white skin had deep five fingerprints in an instant. The strength of the beating made Mu Zhihua's face swollen. Not only that, but also the blood flowed out along the wound, which was shocking.

Mu Zhihua nearly fainted after being beaten.

But she still struggled to get up.

This surprised Mu Cen.

After all, Mu Zhihua is weak. Mu Cen knows that she can stand up even with such strength. She calms down and doesn't say anything.

"Li Shiyuan, you beat me just to vent, but you can't change this fact." Mu Zhi still sneered and wiped the blood from his mouth. "Mu Cen, do you want to kill me?"

She suddenly turned her head and asked Mu Cen.

Mu Cen frowned: "kill you? That's too cheap for you. "

But when looking at Mu Zhi's paintings, Mu Cen can see something wrong. Now Mu Zhi's paintings are different from his own.

Compared with the previous recklessness, it seems more calm.

It's more like the painting of Mu Zhi of the last life. He can deal with everything calmly, otherwise, the painting of Mu Zhi of the last life can't live that long.

It is impossible for mu Cen to fall into the hands of Mu Zhi's paintings.

She just looked at the painting.

Mu Zhihua's eyes were astringent: "Mu Cen, even if I am insulted, I will not be insulted by you."

I don't want to give Mu Cen any chance.

I hate Mu Cen to the bone.

Even when he looks at Mu Cen's eyes, there is no emotion fluctuation. The only thing left is his hatred for mu Cen. When he looks at Li Shiyuan, Mu Zhihua's eyes are even more hateful.

Mu Cen twisted his eyebrows.

Some don't know.

Li Shiyuan and Mu Zhihua have never met each other. Even if Mu Zhihua married into the palace, his contact with Li Shiyuan was just a nodding acquaintance. How could he hate Li Shiyuan to the marrow.