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Chapter 232

Yan Chen is afraid of the cold, but because of the sky full of winter plums, he is willing to live on Zhaomei Mountain.

Chu Muyun thought about the reason, but there seemed to be no reason, because he made the setting, he wrote the book, and that's the setting about Yan Chen. Chill, but prefer plum blossoms, so I live here.

This kind of idea is quite common. When many authors are conceiving something, they suddenly come up with this idea, and then outline such a character.

But the few dreams in succession recently kept Chu Muyun awake.

He created "Makai," but Makai is not.

So... who knows what?

Chu Muyun would not rush to see Yan Chen, although he could also directly identify himself and rely on the poison of fierce fire to pass.

But the world has changed. What happened in the years he missed is still unknown. He trusts Ye Jianhan, but there are things that Ye Jianhan can't fully understand.

He needs to observe for himself and cut in at a clever angle to get a hit.

Using Ye Jianhan's method, it is very easy to put him in Meigong.

Yan Chen has many servants here, and the basic structure is similar to that of Wuqing Palace.

Yan Chen’s powerful beast taming ability allows him to easily obtain huge wealth. After all, most of the hidden fierce beasts occupy one rare treasure land after another, and he has the beast **** Dark Night, and these fierce beasts can’t wait for it every day. Come to worship, naturally there will be an endless stream of good things.

The wealth of these fierce beasts is by no means comparable to that of ordinary humans, so he commanded the beasts and controlled the life, almost holding the wealth of the entire demon world with one hand.

Because of this reason, even if it is as gorgeous as the Wuqing Palace without sinking water pipe, it is also exquisite and extraordinary. There are many people who serve. And because Yan Shen believes that all the monsters are monsters, the servants have always been under the jurisdiction They are all loose and loose-they can't reach any core places, they are just responsible for sweeping.

Chu Muyun mixed into Zhaomei Palace, using the identity of a servant.

He worked steadily for a month, and never saw Yan Shen from start to finish.

However, he was able to stand his temper, worked honestly, was diligent and smart, coupled with his clean background, he was promoted soon and went to the inner courtyard to serve.

But even so, it is not easy for him to see Yan Chen.

But I can hear some news.

For example, Yan Shen hasn't left Zhaomei Palace for several years.

For another example, Dark Night has been comforted, but Yan Chen's body has not been very good.

For another example, on the night of the full moon, the inner courtyard cannot keep people.

When he heard the news, Chu Muyun's mind moved slightly, and he became more suspicious.

The day when Shurayu merged with him was the night of the full moon, which should have nothing to do with Yan Chen, but the night of the full moon and heavy gloom tended to have some unknown signs.

Chu Muyun pondered, I'm afraid the injury to Yan Chen's body is not that simple.

But it's useless to think, and you have to get more information to judge.

It was another month, and Chu Mu Yun topped a man's errand, and after a thousand years of absence, he saw the jealous emperor Yan Chen again.

He looks the same as he first saw. He wore a dark purple robe and dragged it to the ground. It looked like layers of mist hovering on it. The extremely dark color made his skin extremely white, somewhat white. The cold, like the frost and snow outside, permeates a coldness engraved in the bone marrow. Even if the appearance is unparalleled, the ruthlessness and indifference under the thin lips can not be ignored.

Chu Muyun was careful, and only glanced at him slightly, and he saw that his lips were pale and the corners of his eyes were slightly dark.

The body is not healed, it is not fake.

Before he came to Zhao Meishan, he had already taken the Holy Saussurea, and the poison of the fierce fire was temporarily suppressed, otherwise he would be discovered by Yan Chen when he set foot on the mountain.

But even so, after he took a peek, Yan Chen suddenly raised his head, his eyes locked tightly.

Chu Muyun was slightly startled, but he didn't show it on his face, completely respectful and obedient.

Yan Chen put down the pen abruptly, got up and walked over.

According to the cold of Meishan, there is of course a way to warm up in this room, so it is warm like spring. Yan Chen’s clothes are not heavy, but they are not flimsy. They are straight on the body, and they look full of energy. She didn't look sick at all.

He stood condescendingly, staring down at the person kneeling in front of him. It seemed that after a long time, he whispered: "Look up."

Chu Muyun shuddered slightly. This was a sign of nervousness. After all, a little servant who was named inexplicably by the respected servant was certain that he would panic.

He looked up obediently, but his heart was full of doubts. What did Yan Chen find? .

The poison of the fierce fire was temporarily suppressed. His appearance now looks very much like Shen Yun, but he is not at all like Chu Muyun and the Ice Spirit Beast. Yan Chen should not be suspicious.

Although there are many speculations in my mind, Mr. Chu’s acting skills are flawless. He raised his head, looking at Yan Chen in awe and a little dazedly, but he quickly looked away after only one glance. The tension between his expressions is not fake, his fingers holding the hem of his clothes are bulging and pale.

Yan Chen was stunned, staring at him like this for a long time, which was a little strange.

Finally, he spoke again, and his voice became hoarse: "What's your name?"

Chu Muyun lowered his head and said in a low voice: "One word and one admiration."

The servants who come in have to put down their surnames, so they are all a single word without a name from the master.

Yan Chen's pupils shrank sharply, but this look disappeared very quickly, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he said slowly: "From now on...just take care of it."

He said this. Although Chu Muyun lowered his head, he was obviously extremely surprised, and his voice trembled slightly: "Yes, my honor."

Yan Chen didn't say any more, just looked away and went back to the desk again.

Chu Muyun did not dare to look up, but he sensitively sensed that Yan Chen was absent.

Holding a pen in his hand, the ink dripped onto the rice paper, smudged like a blooming plum blossom, but because of the change of color, it faded away from magnificence, showing a trace of desolation and indifference.

Chu Muyun was a little uncertain, and didn't dare to remind him rashly.

Yan Chen regained his senses abruptly, the pen tip fell, completely lost the mood of writing, and he only turned and walked out of the room.

Chu Muyun quickly followed, realizing that he was going out, and quickly said: "Your honor, it's cold outside, this cloak, you..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Yan Chen took the cloak over and put it on his shoulders.

There is a circle of pure white fringe on the outside of the dark cloak, and Yan Chen's complexion is pale, so that makes people feel that he is a little bit whiter than that circle of fur collar.

Chu Muyun didn't look much, but stood upright with his hands down.

Yan Chen walked out of the house, stepped on the white snow, and walked straight to the large plum forest.

Chu Muyun followed behind him, thinking about things in his heart.

But at this moment, Yan Chen suddenly shook his body slightly.

Chu Muyun has quick eyes and quick hands. Just about to step forward, Yan Chen has already supported a plum tree trunk next to him, supporting his body.