The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 59
Ciyu Pavilion is not far from Wanshou Wujiang Building, but the street of Wanshou Wujiang Building cannot be passed by horse-drawn carriages. When they were about to arrive, Cen Mu hurriedly asked the carriage boy to stop beside him.

The movements in Shen Yue's hands paused, and he said in a deep voice, "Go back to Prince Ning's Mansion."

Cen Mu was taken aback, glanced at the folding fan in Shen Yue's hand, waved his hand and said, "Okay, go back to the mansion, my king will go back to the mansion."

Anyway, he still has to come to the Wanshou Wujiang Building, so it's okay for Shu Jia to stay there alone for a while.

But if you want to go back to Prince Ning's Mansion, you will be far away.Prince Ning's Mansion was built next to the palace, and Cen Mu unconsciously squinted his eyes and fell asleep leaning aside.

Suddenly the horse was startled, and Cen Mu swayed and fell headfirst.Shen Yue quickly picked up Cen Mu with quick eyesight, and Cen Mu fell into a deep sleep and was buried directly in his arms.

"Nagaze, you smell so good." Cen Mu rubbed his head in his arms, whispering softly.

Shen Yue wanted to push Cen Mu away, but after hearing what he said, his hands slowly dropped.

Shen Yue, courtesy name Changze.

he remember?
Shen Yue suddenly bent his mouth, and looked down at Cen Mu's sleeping face.

'You are not as smart as this king, not as good-looking as this king, and not as noble as this king.So, what qualifications do you have to compete with me for a man? '

Thinking of what Cen Mu said in front of Ying Xuan, Shen Yue's mood became brighter.

It's just that Cen Mu's identity...

The carriage stopped leisurely, Cen Mu also woke up, and found himself nestled in Shen Yue's arms, he was still a little dazed for a while.

With sleepy eyes, he saw the magnified face in front of his eyes, and rubbed Shen Yue's shoulder angrily, "Shen Yue, you bastard, I actually dream of you in my dreams, when I hook up with you, Let's see if this king doesn't crush you to death. Let you cry and beg for mercy, just call me father!"

Shen Yue snorted coldly, and grabbed Cen Mu's neck: "It's not sure who is pressing who, get down."

Cen Muyouyou woke up, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You... Oh, why is this king here, isn't this king dreaming?"

Shen Yue's voice was cold: "Go down."

Cen Mu got up from him, touched his nose: "Mr. Shen, did the king not talk in sleep just now?"

"No."

"Oh, that's good." Cen Mu Yingying smiled, "I'm still afraid of showing love to Shen Xiang in my dream, and now Shen Xiang doesn't feel moved."

Shen Yue raised his head and stared at him without saying a word.

Cen Mu met his black eyes, smiled and said, "Mr. Shen, I am pleased with you."

The two stared at each other silently.

The carriage moved outside the carriage, and Cen Mu threw himself into Shen Yue's arms without sitting still, his waist tightened, and Shen Yue caught him firmly.

The emotion in Shen Yue's eyes was indifferent, and his whole face did not loosen a bit, "Your Highness, go down, don't joke anymore in the future."

later?

Cen Mu raised his eyebrows slightly: "I am not joking."

"Go down."

"Okay, see you tomorrow morning, Mr. Shen." Cen Mu smiled and got out of the carriage.Through the curtain of the carriage, Shen Yue's flawless face could be vaguely seen. Cen Mu waved his hand, the wound on his hand was bandaged perfectly, "Master Shen, walk slowly, the future will be long."

"See you tomorrow." Unexpectedly, Shen Yue replied lightly.

It was not until the carriage drove away that Cen Mu stretched his waist and entered Prince Ning's Mansion.

I haven't been back for a long time, and the peach blossoms in the yard are in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers blows over my face.

It seems that there will be no sleep after being too lazy, so Cen Mu went directly to the bedroom and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, in the prime minister's residence.

Shen Yue's room suddenly rang softly, his star pupils opened, and he quietly felt the movement around him.

The folding fan placed by the bed was suddenly picked up by someone, and Shen Yue struck the person in the chest with a ling feng.The man was startled, and before he realized that the folding fan in his hand had been snatched back.

(End of this chapter)