The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 398 Sudden Whitehead (27)
Cen Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, holding a little smile and saying nothing.

"I don't know why you quarreled on the day His Highness left, but His Highness really cares about you. When he comes back, you should tell him that you are not in good health, so you must not live here. Don't torment yourself. At first Uncle Zhang didn't like Cen Mu, but later he heard about Mrs. Xue from somewhere, and felt a little sympathetic towards Cen Mu.Later, I learned that Cen Mu had rescued Li Nian, and that Cen Mu was very kind to his servants in the house, and he was always polite, completely different from those noble masters.

He was not in good health, Li Nian always asked Uncle Zhang to pay attention to his meals, came and went, took care of him a lot, and raised him like a son.

Cen Mu smiled lightly: "Understood."

But I was saying in my heart, what is there to coax.

He can only stay here for two months.

Well, two more months to live.

When Li Nian left, he asked him to move out, and he packed everything that night.

The daughter of your family is different, the place where he lives is arranged extremely gorgeously, Uncle Zhang sent him not far away, and suddenly asked: "My lord, do you like Your Highness?"

Cen Mu was silent for a moment, "Uncle Zhang wants to hear the truth?"

"Don't make fun of my old man."

Cen Mu looked at the blue sky, the weather was fine, warm like spring, but Cen Mu was afraid of the cold and was still wrapped tightly.He sighed and disappeared with the wind: "Like it."

Uncle Zhang suddenly changed his expression, "Young Master, His Highness puts you on the top of his heart. Although he said that Guna wiped out the clan, you were not happy in the grassland before. He treated you so well, why did you..."

Cen Mu smiled: "Uncle Zhang, he is the prince, he cannot like me."

Uncle Zhang suddenly didn't say a word, and vaguely understood.

"Liking this kind of thing is a stumbling block for him, do you understand?" Cen Mu continued.

Uncle Zhang was picked up by Li Nian on the road when he came back from Guna.That year there was a famine in Dazhao, and many people died of starvation. Uncle Zhang was brought back to the capital by him and left with his life.

He has been taking care of the mansion, from a prince's mansion at first to the current prince's mansion.He has been taking care of all kinds of affairs in the house, but he doesn't understand the things in the court.

Hearing what Cen Mu said suddenly, he understood a little.

Seeing his appearance, Cen Mu understood clearly, and pouted in Qin Yuman's direction: "That's the person His Highness should like."

"Sir, you..."

Uncle Zhang suddenly had a lot of emotions in his eyes, pity, sympathy, and sadness.

Cen Mu has always been calm and calm: "Don't worry, I will live well. With my status, as long as I am favored, I don't need to compete with those women for status. I won't be tired."

This is what Uncle Zhang is most sympathetic to, a good person, and both of them obviously like each other.Yes, at first he also felt that the liking between two men was too unimaginable, and he despised such things as the upper class of the Jokhang nobles keeping male pets.

After seeing a lot of getting along between His Highness and Cen Mu, I realized that as long as the two of them live well, it doesn't matter whether they are male or female.

He forgot their identities, and he forgot his own.

Now Cen Mu understood a little bit, as if enlightened, everything became clear.Li Nian is the prince, and later even the emperor, aloof.

They are servants, always servants.

"I understand, young master, you can go there." Uncle Zhang was depressed, turned and left silently.

Cen Mu looked at his back, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is no need to argue with those women, it is even more pathetic to be nameless.Anyway, after death, they can still have a surname on the archway, and with their identities, they are destined to have nothing.

After death, no one remembers.

(End of this chapter)