Chapter Twenty-Eight: Resistance

After coming to the palace, Cen Muning became extremely sensitive. She always felt that Zhuang Chenchen was deliberately reminding her of something.

Could it be that something will happen at tomorrow's banquet?

To put it bluntly, she doesn't have any deep hatred with Princess Kechun. The princess is not going to do anything in her own mansion and ask for her life, right?

"I'm tired." Zhuang Chenchen said unhappily: "Change clothes." ”

"......" Cen Mooning thought to himself, he was going to spend the night here again......

Of course, dissatisfaction and suspicion could not be expressed, so she had to nod happily: "Yes." ”

When Qingli returned, he was stopped by Yin Li: "Your Highness is inside." ”

"Your Highness is here!" Qingli couldn't close her mouth happily: "I'll just say, how do you think the princess is not short-lived." ”

"I didn't see if it was short-lived." Yin Li leaned closer to her ear and whispered: "The princess likes to be clever too much, do you think Your Highness can't see it!" ”

The lights went out, and there was no sound in the room. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and then withdrew.

After the first two times of sleeping on the same pillow, Cen Muning was no longer so afraid of him sleeping beside him. Maybe it's just a show for others to see.

It's just that since she entered the mansion, she has pretended to be stupid and caused trouble, and occasionally showed a little cleverness, how much insight can he have? Is keeping her because of the prestige of the prime minister's father?

He suddenly rolled over to face her, his hand casually resting on her abdomen.

Cen Muning's body trembled in fright, and a pair of eyes stared at his eyebrows. After a long time, I was slightly relieved to see that he didn't make any other moves.

Carefully pushing his hand away, Cen Mu Ning turned his face away with bated breath. I changed to a comfortable position and was about to sleep, but the person behind me slammed it up.

"Your Highness......"

"Didn't you say that you will do your best to do what this king commands?" His voice was low and lacked a slouchy tone.

"Yes." Cen Muning turned around again and kissed him on the face. "Your Highness, the concubine is ready."

The sudden kiss made Zhuang Chenchen's eyes widen. Some angry, some awkward. "Shut up and turn around."

"......" Cen Mu was stunned for a moment before slowly turning around. She noticed a strange thing, the ruthless King Ruiming seemed to be resistant to being close to women......

The next day, Princess Kechun's mansion was extremely lively.

Cen Muning didn't come too late, but there were already a lot of carriages parked outside the mansion. She deliberately asked Qingli to take a closer look, and sure enough, Mrs. Xilianghou had arrived.

"Say hello to the princess." Cen Muning smiled slightly, nodded at the family, but with sharp eyes, she actually saw the figure of Mrs. Xilianghou.

"There's no need to say hello, I'll go in and say hello to the princess myself." Cen Muning's heart was beating a little fast, and she tried her best to calm down: "Qingli, you go and present the gifts." ”

Carrying her skirt and almost trotting, Cen Muning finally caught up with her. "Mrs. Xilianghou, please stay."

This voice was slightly familiar, and Mrs. Xilianghou turned around, and when she saw Cen Muning, there was only surprise in her eyes. "Mu Ning, it's you...... How did you end up here? ”

"Naturally, I'm here for a feast." Cen Muning saw a trace of panic in her eyes, and her heart was slightly strange. "Since her mother died, Mu Ning hasn't seen Mrs. Xilianghou for a long time. It's just about the day my mother died suddenly, I wonder if Mrs. remembers anything? ”

"This is not the place to talk." Mrs. Xiliang reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "It's not too late to wait until it's time." Isn't that Princess Kechun! The concubine still has to go to the princess to say goodbye, so go first. ”

"Madam......" Cen Muning wanted to stop her, but she couldn't. It seems that she really knows what to dodge on purpose.