The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 402 Sudden Whitehead (31)
When Cen Mu woke up, the sky had already dimmed.My body was very cold, and the room smelled of charcoal fire, which was very unpleasant.

Cen Mu lifted the quilt, and Uncle Zhang pushed open the door and came in at this time, and seeing Cen Mu got up, his tone became a little more cheerful: "My lord, you are awake."

He put the food box in his hand on the table, came over worriedly and said, "You are hungry, let's eat something first. The doctor said that you are weak, but there is no cause of the disease, so you should supplement more."

Cen Mu nodded and pulled out a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang." He laughed, as usual heartless.After getting dressed, I sat down and ate my meal unceremoniously.

"My lord, why don't you move to live in the east. His Highness will know when you come back. If you coax him a few words, he will definitely not say more." Uncle Zhang rubbed his hands with a worried expression on his face. This house has been abandoned for many years. Here, Cen Mu's health must be worse.

The houses on the east side were all repaired according to the room Qin Yuman lived in. There were earth dragons in each house, no charcoal fire was needed, so it was very comfortable.

Cen Mu ate with great relish, and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter where you live. Is the east side where Qin Yuman lives? Then I still won't go."

"But……"

Cen Mu put down his chopsticks, "It's nothing but, Uncle Zhang, you can do whatever Your Highness says, you let me move out privately, and when he comes back to punish you, then it's not my embarrassment?"

Uncle Zhang's face darkened, he thought about Cen Mu's words, and Qin Yuman's aura.In the end, he sighed: "I'll ask someone to bring a few more quilts and a charcoal fire later."

Uncle Zhang moved after speaking, "You continue to eat, and you must finish the soup."

Cen Mu opened his mouth, but Uncle Zhang disappeared before he finished speaking.He shook his head helplessly, stood up and poured the soup.This stuff smells too strong, he doesn't like it.

"Xianjun Mu Yuan, you are really a waste." Diandian jumped off the roof beams and ate a fish on the table.

"That's right, I should leave it for you to drink." Cen Mu smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Mu Yuan Xianjun, you have been in the sky for many years, you should know about reincarnation in the world, and you should be used to life and death." Diandian stretched her waist and licked her paw gracefully.

Cen Mu seemed to be staring at it, but his eyes were a little empty, as if he could see something else through the dots.

Hearing the movement outside, Cen Mu came back to his senses, stood up and said something to Diandian that it didn't understand.

It doesn't understand at all, the ancient mythical beasts that come out of the colorful secret realm, how can they understand the vicissitudes of life.

The original Cen Mu didn't understand either, but when he put his hands on his chest and felt the beating heart, all kinds of emotions in his mind seemed to explode.

He didn't know if he understood, but he only knew that when Agula died, he was in pain; when Uncle Zhang cared about him, he also felt warm; A feeling that cannot be described.

Uncle Zhang came into the house with his things, made the bed for him, and started nagging Li Nian to treat him well, asking Cen Mu to wait for Li Nian to come back, what should he do.

"Anyway, it's only a few days, young master, just make it up." Uncle Zhang made the bed and put away the food box on the table. Cen Mu had already packed it, and he just needed to take it away.

Cen Mu frowned: "How many days?"

not right...

Uncle Zhang remembered it now, and said to Cen Mu: "You were in a coma this time and slept for a few days, but you scared my old man. Fortunately, the doctor just said that you are too tired, not some kind of illness."

Cen Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, couldn't the doctor find out this disease?
(End of this chapter)