Chapter 133 Stealing the Wind-Scorching Grass (Part 2)
On Emperor Dongyan's birthday, the palace gates were wide open, and kings from various countries arrived with valuable gifts.
There was a grand banquet with singing and dancing in the palace. Everywhere one could hear fine wine pouring out like a flood, and gold, silver and precious stones piled up like mountains.
Yun Chen disguised himself as a guard of the Nan Kingdom and followed the Songlan Guard of Honor into the palace.
Because there would be many people coming and going on the emperor's birthday, all guests were not allowed to carry weapons, and the guards were only allowed to carry a wooden sword as a formality.
Before the palace eunuchs could count and check the number of people, Yun Chen slipped behind the palace pillars, pulled off the guard uniform, and instantly revealed the most common eunuch clothes in the Dongyan Palace. He followed the passing eunuchs to the deepest part of the palace.
According to the palace's topography he had memorized earlier, Yun Chen sneaked into Yan Chuo's bedroom through the back door, took off his eunuch uniform again, and revealed his last piece of clothing -
A white dress as clean as snow.
She used the clean water in the toilet as a mirror, tied her hair neatly, and then took out the medicine Yan Lang gave her and dripped it into her eyes.
My eyes suddenly felt burning and stinging.
She knew that there were two secret guards left in the bedroom not far away, so she endured the pain and did not make a sound.
After about a quarter of an hour, she felt her eyes were better. When she looked at the water again, she saw that her eyes had been dyed as dark blue as the night, looking weird and cold.
Yan Lang's whimsical idea was to ask Yun Chen to pretend to be Yan Chuo's "heart disease".
Everyone in the Dongyan Palace knew that Yan Chuo strictly forbade anyone in the palace to wear white clothes, but no one knew why.
Yan Lang said that when he was a child, he accidentally entered the forbidden area of the palace. In the forbidden palace, which only the emperor was allowed to enter, there was only a painting hanging above the huge incense table and candles.
The painting shows a peerless young man in white clothes, with long eyebrows like swords, blue eyes, and a feminine appearance. His temperament is sinister and majestic.
After so many years, Yanlang had long forgotten about this matter.
But when he brought Yun Chen into the palace for an audience that day, the emperor not only paid more attention to Yun Chen, but also asked Yun Chen to look at him.
At that time, Yan Lang was feeling Yan Chuo's pulse. Yan Chuo's pulse was beating violently at that moment, which was clearly an attack of long-term depression.
All these details made Yanlang remember the person in the painting.
If you think about it carefully, Yun Chen does have some similarities with the person in the painting.
But in comparison, Yun Chen is too immature and innocent.
Afterwards, Yan Lang went to chat with Concubine Zhao and tried to find out about Yan Chuo's past when he was young.
Although Concubine Zhao was very tight-lipped, Yan Lang still concluded that the ban on white clothes in the palace was due to the person in the painting.
The young man in white was Yan Chuo's old love whom he had never forgotten over the years, and he was the heart disease that had tormented Yan Chuo for decades.
Therefore, Yanlang estimated:
If Yun Chen dressed up as the young man in the painting, just a little bit of resemblance would be enough to get close to Yan Chuo.
For this reason, Yan Lang has been adding a small amount of hallucinogenic drugs to Yan Chuo's medicine these days, and has told Yan Chuo to abstain from alcohol.
As long as he stops taking the medicine today, which is his birthday, he can drink alcohol. The alcohol will activate the effects of the medicine accumulated over the days, which will make Yan Chuo temporarily confused and infatuated, and Yun Chen's chances of getting close to Yan Chuo will be greater.
Otherwise, with the eight top secret guards of Dongyan around, Yun Chen would never be able to sneak up on them. Only this ridiculous method would have a chance of success.
Looking back at Yan Lang's plan, Yun Chen encouraged himself again and again in his heart, rehearsing various situations that might happen when he faced Yan Chuo head-on.
Although she tried not to think about it, she knew very well that this time she was almost dead.
If I really die in a foreign country, I will never see Huo Gannian again...
Thinking of this, she felt a sharp pain in her chest. She hurriedly collected her thoughts and kept reminding herself:
"Don't be cowardly! The more you cowardly you are, the quicker your death will be! Don't be cowardly!"
She didn't know how long she waited. When the noise of the banquet in the palace gradually died down, the guests dispersed, and everything returned to normal, she finally heard a sound coming from the bedroom.
It sounded like Yan Chuo had drunk quite a bit of wine and was a little tipsy, but he refused to allow palace maids and concubines to serve him. After making a fuss and throwing a tantrum for a while, the bedroom slowly fell silent.
Yun Chen took a deep breath, and with trembling hands, he tied a white handkerchief around his face, praying in his heart that she would look more like the young man in the painting.
At this point, with only a few feet of distance between us, we can only take a gamble!
She inserted the small dagger she had brought with her, hidden in the handle of a wooden sword, into her boots, then straightened her body and face, trying to imagine herself as a king returning victoriously, and walked towards the bedroom step by step in a clear and open manner with the momentum of killing.
As soon as she appeared at the door of the bedroom, two secret guards immediately jumped down from the beam and landed silently beside the sleeping Yan Chuo, looking at her vigilantly.
A layer of sweat broke out on her back, but she forced herself not to show any fear and continued to stride forward.
The two secret guards drew out their swords with a swish, which did not scare Yun Chen, but woke up Yan Chuo who was lying on the couch.
Yan Chuo opened his eyes, and in the dim light, he saw a figure in white clothes and a pair of dark blue eyes.
After a moment of shock, Yan Chuo almost instantly jumped up from the couch, staring blankly at Yun Chen, muttering in disbelief:
"Amu...are you here?"
Behind Yan Chuo, the two secret guards looked at each other, put away their swords tacitly, and jumped back onto the beam, thinking that it was just one of Yan Chuo's concubines or lovers who was playing tricks to please Yan Chuo.
Yun Chen didn't know how to respond, and he didn't know who "Amu" was. Seeing the two secret guards retreat, there were more eyes staring at him in the dark, so he could only bite the bullet and take another step forward.
When she was only three steps away from Yan Chuo, she saw that Yan Chuo's eyes were unfocused and his expression was dazed and dazed. It must be the effect of the hallucinogenic drugs accumulated over the days.
She mustered up her courage and said tentatively:
"It's me."
Yan Chuo slowly stood up, and the hill-like shadow on the palace wall also slowly rose, enveloping Yun Chen in shadow.
Yan Chuo staggered towards Yun Chen, stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch her face towel, but suddenly his body sank, and he knelt down, crying sadly:
"Amu...you're here...are you here to pick me up...I've been waiting for you for a long time...why did you come just now..."
Yun Chen was completely stunned.
She had imagined a million different scenarios, but she had never imagined Yan Chuo would kneel down to her right away?
She didn't dare to step back, nor did she dare to go forward to help Yan Chuo. Unexpectedly, Yan Chuo touched the ground with his knees and took another step forward, his expression sad and painful.
"Amu... I remember everything from the past... but... but you're already dead... I watched you die with my own eyes..."
Yan Chuo's tall body was kneeling in despair at this moment.
He was nearly seventy years old, with a head full of black hair and white hair, but he was in tears, crying like a helpless child.
Somehow, Yun Chen suddenly felt regretful.
She never thought that Yan Chuo's heartache would be so severe.
It is really cruel to use other people's most painful point to seek personal gain.
But now it is too late to regret, Yun Chen deliberately slowed down his tone and said softly:
"Then give me the Wind-Scorching Grass."
"Okay, okay!" Yan Chuo agreed repeatedly and pulled Yun Chen onto the dragon bed.
The secret guards quickly retreated three steps.
Yun Chen was so scared that she almost thought Yan Chuo was going to do something to her.
However, Yan Chuo just pried the dragon head armrest at the head of the couch with force.
As the sound of the machine was heard, the dragon head slowly opened its mouth, stretched out its dragon tongue, and revealed half a snow-white dead grass.
Yun Chen was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to show it.
Yan Chuo took out the remaining half of the Wind-burning Grass and presented it to Yun Chen crying:
"The Gu doctor said that Wind-burning Grass is also called Resurrection Grass. I had gone through great pains to find a whole plant, intending to go to Fragrance-Disappearing Cliff to revive you... but unfortunately, my rebellious son stole half of it..."
Yan Chuo's eyes were still vacant, and his expression was young and immature, which was not in line with his age. He asked pitifully:
"There's only half a plant left, Amu, is that okay?"
Fragrant Cliff? Tomb of the Immortals? The man in white with a male-female appearance in the painting? A former general disguised as a man? The Queen of the Southern Kingdom? Are they all the same person?
Yun Chen's brain was in a mess. He thought that maybe the people buried in the Immortal Tomb of Xiangxiao Cliff really were immortals, otherwise how could they cause fights among the monarchs and immortals?
Unexpectedly, the old love that Emperor Dongyan was obsessed with was actually the Queen of Nan Kingdom. The grievances of the previous generation were so complicated.
Yun Chen was unable to react for a moment, so he could only carefully take the half of the Wind Burning Grass and said in a steady voice:
"That's enough. You did a great job—" She boldly added, "Yan Chuo."
As soon as she finished speaking, her face changed drastically, and her heart skipped a beat:
Oh no, something bad has happened!
As she called out "Yanchao", the mist in the emperor's eyes immediately faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes turned from turbid to sharp.
"Amu, you've never called me 'Yan Chuo'—who are you?!"
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