Chapter 130 Dongyan Palace
After staying in Guangyu Lanzhou for more than half a year, Yun Chen finally waited for the day when Yan Lang fulfilled his promise.
He said he would bring Yun Chen into the palace personally.
Early in the morning, hundreds of guards wearing Dongyan uniforms and carrying swords lined up in the courtyard, and two guards led a gorgeous carriage and waited by the side.
Yan Lang threw a guard uniform to Yun Chen and said, "You will pretend to be my escort and enter the palace."
After that, Yan Lang warned him again, "Since you are pretending to be my bodyguard, don't touch me again!"
Yun Chen agreed excitedly.
Yan Lang added, "Your sword is too eye-catching. You should change it to an ordinary guard knife."
"No problem! I'll listen to you, little brother!" Yun Chen agreed repeatedly, sighing, "I was wondering why you were so familiar with palace affairs. So you are the imperial physician of the Dongyan Palace?"
"Heh!" Yan Lang chuckled. Yun Chen once again saw a look of disdain for explanation on the child's face, and he thought she was very ridiculous - that kind of subtle contempt.
She subconsciously raised her hand and gave Yan Lang a smack on the head, completely forgetting that all the people standing outside were palace guards.
In the stunned eyes of the leading guard, Yun Chen said awkwardly:
"Forgive me, sir. There was a mosquito on your head, and I flicked it off for you."
Yan Lang glared at her, then walked out with his hands behind his back like a little adult. When he passed by the leading guard, he gave him a cold look, and the leading guard immediately fell silent, stood at attention, lowered his head, and dared not look at him.
As Yan Lang entered the palace, he could see the flags of the Eastern Flame with red gold flames all along the way.
The palace was heavily guarded and the guards provided airtight protection. Yun Chen only needed to pay a little attention to know that without Yan Lang, it would be extremely difficult for her to sneak into the palace by herself.
It was already midnight when they entered the palace. Yun Chen thought he would choose a palace to rest first, but unexpectedly, Yan Lang wanted to go directly to pay a visit to Emperor Dongyan.
According to the rules, Yan Lang could only bring one guard with him. Yun Chen obeyed the order obediently and lived up to her years of guarding rules, and the journey was safe and sound.
The Dongyan Palace was silent at night, with only rows of guards patrolling and keeping watch.
Yan Lang was in front and Yun Chen was behind, and the two entered the emperor's bedroom.
Yan Lang knelt down and kowtowed, and his first words shocked Yun Chen.
"Your son greets His Majesty, Father."
Yun Chen knelt behind and felt as if he was struck by lightning.
Seeking the skin of a tiger? No, seeking the skin of a tiger cub?
Yun Chen began to frantically recall what he had said to Yan Lang. It seemed that he had muttered the plan to steal the wind-eroded grass many times.
He even boasted, "If all else fails, I will kill the Emperor Dongyan with a single blow."
Everyone in the world knows that the Emperor of Dongyan's surname is Yan and his given name is Chuo.
It turns out that Yan Lang should be Yan Lang.
She felt cold sweat on her back and her ears started ringing with nervousness.
The voice of Emperor Yan Chuo of Dongyan was like a booming bell, gentle yet majestic:
"Get up. You're not feeling well. Stop kneeling."
"Thank you, Father." Yan Lang stood up and said respectfully, "Father, let me take your pulse. I see you look amiss. You've been feeling depressed for years, and now you have qi stagnation. Don't let a minor illness develop into a major one."
"good."
Yan Lang then stepped forward to take the patient's pulse.
The hall was silent for a moment, very quiet, with only Yun Chen still kneeling abruptly.
Yan Chuo casually asked, "Are you a new guard? You have no rules."
Yun Chen kowtowed and apologized quickly, then stood up and moved to the side. However, the moment he raised his head, Yan Chuo called out to him:
"Wait, look up."
Yun Chen could only look up, but didn't dare to look up.
After a moment of silence, Yan Chuo lowered his voice and ordered:
"Look up."
Yun Chen didn't know where she had revealed her identity, and Emperor Dong Yan insisted on taking a closer look at her.
She collected her thoughts, acted respectful and cautious, looked up, and couldn't help feeling a fear in her heart.
The Emperor Dongyan was a tall and majestic figure, and even though he was just sitting there in casual clothes, he looked as imposing as a tiger.
The candlelight cast the emperor's shadow on the huge palace wall, which was dark and towering like a hill. His unusually tall figure made all the objects around him look very small.
Yan Lang looked like a little chick next to the emperor, and the hand on the emperor's pulse was not even as thick as the emperor's wrist.
Before Yun Chen and Yan Lang arrived, Emperor Yan Chuo was doing something he had to do every day before going to bed:
Wiping his huge bronze mace, which was wider and taller than Yun Chen himself.
Yun Chen glanced at the bronze mace that was powerful enough to kill her with one blow, and swallowed unconsciously.
Yan Chuo looked at Yun Chen for a few times, stared at those eyes as clear as spring water for a moment, and waved his hand:
"Back off."
Yun Chen stepped back and left, but Yan Chuo seemed to have remembered something and was about to call her to ask again, but Yan Lang pressed Yan Chuo's pulse hard and said:
"Your Majesty, please be quiet. I am taking your pulse."
Yan Chuo was so disturbed that he forgot what he was going to say.
Yun Chen also knew that Yan Lang was trying to excuse her and had no intention of betraying her, so he quickly and quietly retreated.
When he was about to leave the Emperor's bedroom, Yun Chen heard Yan Chuo ask:
"How's that rebellious son?"
Yan Lang replied: "I don't know."
Yan Chuo sighed heavily and said, "Lang'er, you are his elder brother. You should take the trouble to advise him more. He will only listen to you."
"Yes, I obey your command."
After that night, Yan Lang brought Yun Chen into the palace several more times, each time choosing a time when it was dark and there were few people around.
Yun Chen secretly memorized the layout of the palace buildings and the patrol routes of the guards.
Yan Lang saw through her thoughts and said jokingly:
"You've already met my father, the Emperor. Why do you still think you can defeat him?"
Yun Chen stretched out his finger and tapped his solar plexus. "If brute force doesn't work, then we can use our wits to defeat him. Give me some advice."
Yan Lang rolled his eyes at her. "It's not enough for me to bring you into the palace. I also have to help you plan to steal my father's things? Do you think you have a lot of face?"
Yun Chen smiled awkwardly and touched his nose. "By the way, I remember you said that there was only half a plant of wind-erosion grass in the secret room known only to the emperor. Is that medicinal enough to heal my young master's leg?"
"enough."
"Then why only half a plant?"
After a moment of silence, Yan Lang said, "The other half was stolen by my younger brother."
Yun Chen was surprised and said, "Your younger brother? How old are you? Your brother probably just learned to walk! You royal bloodlines are superior, and you are more powerful than ordinary people."
Not knowing what she said wrong, Yun Chen saw Yan Lang's face suddenly turn gray and cold. She wanted to ask a few more questions, but her ears moved slightly and she heard someone approaching from the front, so she had to remain silent.
When a large group of people appeared on the palace road and approached the two of them, Yun Chen saw Yan Lang's figure stiffen instantly.
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