Chapter 787

Mu Cen doesn't want to be disappointed.

At this time, a figure quickly flashed in front of Mu Cen, and directly clasped Mu Cen's hand. Mu Cen was panting, as if he was about to faint in front of him.

Zhiyuan naturally fell into Li Shiyuan's hands.

"Are you going to die?" Li Shiyuan slightly squinted and questioned Mu Cen.

Li Shiyuan knows more or less that Mu CEN is in poor health. After all, you can smell the taste of medicinal materials when you go to Deqing palace, but mu Cen has never passed on to a royal doctor, so no one knows what happened to Mu Cen.

Before that, Li Shiyuan had come long ago and was looking at the Zhiyuan in their room. After a while, Mu Cen was out of breath. His face was pale and frightening. If he ran down like this, Mu Cen might have an accident on the spot.

"The emperor." Mu Cen was also surprised.

But in Li Shiyuan's eyes, it seems to see Li Shiyuan's tension. Although it just flashed by, Mu Cen still saw it clearly.

In such eyes, Mu Cen was stunned, unable to express his feelings.

"My concubine is very good." Mu Cen said.

Li Shiyuan didn't speak, and AO Feng was nervous: "mother, you're not good at all. You run like this, your face is pale and frightening, your breathing is not smooth, and you can cough up blood, but you don't let the imperial doctor come to have a look."

This is for mu Cen, but Ao Feng is very clear. This is for Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan naturally understood. He twisted his brows and looked at Mu Cen: "go under the tree." Then he turned and ordered Cheng Dezhu: "pass on the imperial doctor."

"Yes." Cheng Dezhu dare not neglect.

When Cheng Dezhu leaves, he can't help but look at Mu Cen. You know, the empress in the palace is not comfortable. She has always been passed on by herself to the imperial doctor. If he can make Li Shiyuan speak, Mu CEN is definitely the first person.

Naturally, I can't help but feel curious. I'm more aware that this mu CEN is really not simple.

"Emperor -" Mu Cen said.

But Li Shiyuan did not look at Mu Cen, but coldly looked at Xiaolian: "your master's body bone is not good, you as a close maid, so indifferent to stand?"

Xiaolian a Zheng, scared kneel down: "back to the emperor, absolutely not like this."

It's just that Mu Cen never asked too much.

Xiaolian naturally did not dare to ask more.

At most, Mu Cen tells Xiaolian how to stay up late, and Xiaolian does it.

"It has nothing to do with Xiaolian." Mu Cen opened his mouth difficultly and began to cough again. Just now, he wanted to put Zhiyuan up in a hurry. He was impulsive.

Or overestimate yourself.

There is also a similar look to Mu Cen, his eyes heavy terrible: "back to the palace."

"I'll have a rest." Mu CEN is direct.

"Go back." Li Shiyuan's tone did not take any tone of discussion.

This time, even Ao Feng said: "mother, you go back to the palace, I don't put Zhiyuan, I'll go back with you."

Ao Feng is really worried.

Mu Cen just looked at Ao Feng and twisted his eyebrows. In the seriousness of Ao Feng, Mu Cen was worried and disappointed.

"Zhiyuan can be put in the future." Aofeng is very sensible.

Mu Cen closed his eyes, and then stood up: "Your Highness, try again. If you can, let it go. If you can't, let's go back, OK?"

Mu Cen ignored Ao Feng and picked up Zhiyuan again.

Her body has long been irresistible. She made a deal with the God of Heishan, so under such circumstances, Mu CEN is willing to choose Aofeng, and does not want to let Aofeng have any disappointment. At least in her lifetime, she can satisfy all of Aofeng's ideas and be a mother dutifully.

Ao Feng listened to Mu Cen's words carefully.

That look involuntarily looked to Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan's eyebrows and eyes sank and remained silent.

At the moment when Mu Cen picked up the paper kite, he suddenly reached out and clasped Mu Cen's waist. Mu Cen turned around. This feeling was too familiar, but on the surface, Mu Cen remained silent,.

But Li Shiyuan's gloomy voice said: "I said, go to the stone stool under the tree. If you don't obey me, I will go back to the palace immediately. Disobeying the edict is a capital crime. "

What else does Mu Cen want to say? Li Shiyuan has directly pressed Mu Cen on the stone bench.

Then Li Shiyuan looked at Aofeng.

Aofeng is afraid to speak, so passive standing, but Aofeng did not expect, Li Shiyuan came over, his heart beat very fast, holding Zhiyuan's hand are a little trembling.

"Father emperor --" proud wind called Li Shiyuan.

Li Shiyuan looked at Aofeng: "Zhiyuan to me."

Ao Feng hides Zhiyuan behind him even though he doesn't want to. It's instinctive intuition that Li Shiyuan wants to destroy Zhiyuan.

Even if Aofeng can't put the paper kite in the sky, Aofeng doesn't want to let it go, because it's made by Mu Cen, and Aofeng will protect it.

As a result, Li Shiyuan's words surprised Aofeng.

"Aren't you going to put the paper kite?" Li Shiyuan spoke coldly.

Proud wind a Leng: "father emperor."

"You're too tall and too fast." What Li Shiyuan said is direct.

As the voice falls, the paper kite in Aofeng's hand has been picked up by Li Shiyuan. Li Shiyuan lowers his head to teach Aofeng seriously, but it is Li Shiyuan when he runs.

Li Shiyuan's speed is much faster. He is very tall. The paper kite has been flying in the sky in an instant, which is quite different from that of Mu Cen when he let go of the wind.

And Li Shiyuan quietly looked at Zhiyuan, until Zhiyuan was stable, he handed the kite string to Aofeng.

"I'll take it by myself. I'll go where I want to go. I'll wrap it around the tree, so I don't have to play." What Li Shiyuan said is direct.

Ao Feng nodded excitedly and immediately took the kite string and ran happily in the open space.

This kind of feeling has never happened before. Li Shiyuan himself helped him put the paper kite on it. How can he think of it? It makes Aofeng happy and speechless.

And Mu Cen sits quietly, in Ao Feng's eyebrows, naturally understands Ao Feng's excitement and satisfaction, and her mouth can't help rising.

At least Mu Cen did not expect that Li Shiyuan finally compromised.

Such a picture, is proud of the wind looking forward to a long time, so proud of the wind is happy.

As long as Ao Feng is happy, it seems that Mu CEN is satisfied.

And Mu Cen's heart bursts of blood, let Mu Cen feel uncomfortable, but in this case, Mu Cen does not want to destroy the atmosphere at the moment.

Until he couldn't bear it, Mu Cen turned around and coughed lightly on the cloth.

And the cough out of the blood, but has been red and black.

This situation is more serious than before. Mu Cen knows her body well. She takes a look at the handkerchief and puts it away.