The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 58 I'll Break Your Leg ([-])
The surrounding suspicions became more intense. I had always heard that Shen Xiang and King Ning were at odds, and he often joined King Ning in the early court. Could it be that he was born of love and hoped that King Ning would get better?
Cen Mu directly ignored Ying Xuan's noise, lifted the corner of his clothes and climbed into Shen Yue's carriage, not forgetting to remind Shu Jia, "Xiao Jiaer, go back first."

Shen Yue also got into the carriage.

The onlookers secretly expected Shen Xianghui to drive King Ning down.

The carriage moved slowly, and everyone's expectations were completely shattered.

Let alone marrying Prime Minister Shen, even King Ning will not be able to marry now.

The two most outstanding men in the world are together, and the hearts of countless women in the capital are shattered.

Ying Xuan stared viciously at the carriage that was going away, and the whip in her hand fell, making a slap, which hurt people just hearing it. "My princess doesn't believe that Emperor Jokhang will let you two be together. I still don't believe that I can't get the man I like."

The crowd dispersed, but some people were still talking about this topic after dinner.Especially the sons and daughters of the aristocratic families in the library, "Let me tell you, that Princess Tagore is really not worthy of our Prime Minister Shen."

"Yeah, anyway, I support Prime Minister Shen and His Royal Highness King Ning. Their looks are a good match, and their personalities complement each other. Think about it carefully. If any woman really marries one of them, we might have a falling out. It’s better that they really get together.”

"makes sense."

"Hey, I heard that a gambling house has opened a gamble, whether Shen Xiang will marry Princess Yingxuan, or His Royal Highness Ning Wang is the only child, and he must die or live with Shen Xiang."

"Really? I'm going to buy a share too. I'm begging His Highness King Ning."

"I am coming too!"

……

Of course, that's for later.

Besides, after Cen Mu jumped into Shen Yue's carriage, the two of them didn't feel embarrassed at all in the carriage.

Cen Mu didn't explain, and Shen Yue didn't ask.

"hand."

"What?" Cen Mu propped his chin to think about something, and when he heard Shen Yue's sudden opening, he hurriedly said, "Not dirty!"

Can he say he didn't wash his hands after using the toilet?
Shen Yue's thin lips moved slightly, and then he took out a small box from the hidden compartment of the carriage, which contained various medicines.He directly pulled Cen Mu's hand, the wound had stopped bleeding, but it was still stained with some small sawdust.

With his head down, Shen Yue carefully picked out the sawdust with tweezers. There was no water to clean it, so he had to wipe off the blood with wine.

It hurt a lot, but Cen Mu didn't move much.He looked seriously at the way Shen Yue was treating the wound for him, his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly from time to time, which made Cen Mu's heart shudder.

"How did you do it?" Shen Yue finished bandaging and put away his things.

Cen Mu nodded, finished bandaging his perfect hands, and said, "I did it with my fan."

The wound was obviously made of wood, and the sawdust pierced into the flesh, where it was scratched.

Shen Yue was too lazy to tear it apart, and took out the folding fan that was auctioned off, "Your Highness likes this folding fan very much?"

At this time, the folding fan only shone slightly to Cen Mu, and it couldn't let him leave this illusion at all.This shows that Shen Yue doesn't want to give things to him willingly at all.

"So what if you like it? Since Prime Minister Shen has already bought it, it belongs to Prime Minister Shen." Cen Mu's tone was sour, and he was very worried about Shen Yue's excessive things in Ci Yu Pavilion!

Shen Yue played with the folding fan, and said: "If Your Highness handles the court affairs properly today, how about returning this official referral to His Highness?"

Cen Mu's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Shen Yue nodded seriously, "Naturally."

Cen Mu showed a bright smile, "Okay."

The corner of Shen Yue's mouth also curled into a slight smile, and he looked down at the folding fan in his hand, beating it every now and then.

(End of this chapter)