Chapter 855

Mu Cen bowed his head and did not speak.

Li Shiyuan's words in exchange for not mu Cen's joy, but more uneasy, can not say such a feeling, as if the next second, all his emotions can not hide in general.

Quiet for a moment, is mu Cen mouth: "the emperor is not a new prince?"

This, let Li Shiyuan pick eyebrows, quietly looking at Mu Cen: "not I allow, so I will not let this accident happen."

This words, let Mu Cen wring eyebrows, some don't know the meaning of Li Shiyuan's words, and Li Shiyuan didn't say much, just changed the topic: "it's late, have a rest early."

Mu Cen made a sound.

Li Shiyuan embraces Mu Cen and lies on the bed.

But they seemed to have no sleepiness, but none of them broke the silence.

Until Li Shiyuan's voice came again: "tomorrow, wait for me in Yulong hall, and then I will accompany you to Deqing palace."

"Emperor --" Mu Cen returned to his mind, "this is not in line with the system."

"My will is to be systematic." What Li Shiyuan said is direct.

Mu Cen didn't answer, and Li Shiyuan's words really couldn't be refuted.

And Li Shiyuan's voice continued: "just in time, uncle Huang will enter the Palace tomorrow, let him show you again."

"Well, thank you, my concubine." Mu Cen answered.

Li Shiyuan made a sound. Suddenly, the bedroom was quiet. Mu Cen closed her eyes and tried not to be affected by Li Shiyuan. But the more she closed her eyes, the clearer her mind became.

"Zhen Zhen." Li Shiyuan suddenly called Mu Cen's name.

Mu Cen was stunned. Before he could react, Li Shiyuan continued: "do you know who spent the night in my Yulong hall before you?"

Mu Cen didn't answer. In the dark night, he seemed to have adapted to the darkness. He could easily see every expression on Li Shiyuan's face.

And Li Shiyuan didn't mind Mu Cen's silence. He said faintly, "except for the late queen, there is no one else."

Mu Cen bit his lip and still didn't speak.

She was speculating that Li Shiyuan and himself meant to tell her that she was special? Or do not have deep meaning, but the two choose, Mu Cen would rather be the former, rather than the latter.

When Li Shiyuan said this, he didn't say anything any more. He just hugged Mu Cen. After a while, it seemed that he was breathing evenly.

Li Shiyuan seems to be asleep.

Mu Cen sighed silently, and then fell asleep. In this person's arms, smelling the familiar smell of sandalwood, Mu Cen's mood was extremely complex.

Until Mu Cen's breathing began to be steady, the whole person relaxed down, but Li Shiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes in the dark were very sharp.

"Cen'er, is it really you?" Li Shiyuan's deep and affectionate voice said, "if it's you, why don't you admit it to me? If it's not you, who would you be?"

In such a tone, there is contradiction and complexity.

And the one in my arms didn't hear it.

Li Shiyuan watched quietly for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

——

In a few days——

Li Shiyuan didn't let Mu Cen come again after that time.

This attitude made the people in the palace a little confused, but the value of Mu Cen rose with a visit. In the Imperial Palace, he became a real red man. Even the servants with eyes above the top in the Yulong hall were respectful when they saw Mu Cen.

Even if he didn't let Mu Cen come, Li Shiyuan still went in and out of Deqing palace every day. There is no change on the surface, but mu CEN is aware of it.

It seems that Li Shiyuan's eyes on himself are no longer hot, even indifferent.

It seems that Li Shiyuan, who saw himself in the imperial dining room at the beginning, once again confirmed that he was not mu Cen, his enthusiasm was dimmed in an instant.

Does Mu Cen say that he is not lost? That's a fake.

But in such a loss, Mu CEN is a kind of insincere reassurance. At least Li Shiyuan no longer doubts that it is safe for mu Cen.

"Your little spot, Emperor." Mu Cen handed over today's tea.

Li Shiyuan didn't look at it: "you put it there."

"Yes." Mu Cen answered.

Then, Mu Cen doesn't quarrel with Li Shiyuan. He sits quietly and looks at his book. Occasionally, Mu Cen's eyes fall on Li Shiyuan. This person always maintains the same posture, but he hasn't touched the tea in front of him.

Mu Cen lowered his eyebrows and did not speak.

Even when Aofeng left school and returned to Deqing palace, they did not communicate. Most of the time, Li Shiyuan was not asking about Aofeng's lessons, or Aofeng was pestering Mu Cen to take him out to play.

And the indifference between Li Shiyuan and Mu Cen, Ao Feng has also been sensitive to detect.

Two people are teasing crickets under the tree. Ao Feng just twists his eyebrows and asks Mu Cen: "Niang, why don't you and your father talk these days?"

There was a faint worry in his eyes, but his words were outspoken: "when my father and Emperor came to Deqing palace, what he liked most was to talk to his mother, but now he doesn't look for his mother. Instead, he often looks for his son's ministers."

Mu Cen was a little surprised by the keenness of Ao Feng. She lowered her eyebrows and was thinking about how to answer Ao Feng's question.

"In my opinion, even if my father didn't ask me about my lessons, I was indifferent when I saw my mother, just like my father used to treat me. What's more, even when we have a meal, my father doesn't say anything more and eats very little. It seems that I don't like it all of a sudden. "

Proud wind's small face wrinkled into a ball: "father Huang became too fast, in front of me and rob mother, now have no interest in mother.". However, I only want my mother. If my father doesn't care, I care for you. "

Proud wind sweet toward Mu Cen said, beautiful big eyes blinked, Mu Cen can't help laughing.

"Since my father didn't like it, why did he come to Deqing palace. Why don't you just come? " Ao Feng is puzzled.

Cricket in the cage to tease, suddenly, the cage turned over, cricket so ran out of the cage.

The proud wind ouch, but the crickets run very fast and disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Run away!" Ao Feng is a little annoyed. "It must be all about my father. I hate it."

A little angry, and Mu Cen looked at, very gently stroked Ao Feng's hair: "the emperor, the king of a country, the state is busy, certainly can't always take care of Niang, in that case, it's not to be ridiculed into a faint king, just think about beauty, forget early?"

"My mother is not beautiful..." Ao Feng told the truth.

Mu Cen gas smile, pinch pinch Ao Feng's nose bone: "said so direct?"