Chapter 434 This Kyoto (Part 2)
A flash of disgust passed through Yan Shijiu's eyes.
What he was thinking was: "He is an idiot who can never be taught. After being humiliated in the royal court, he is only a little better than before. In this capital, in this vast sea of power and intrigue in the world, he is not even worth a fart."
Nan Lijun clearly sensed that "disgust", but he was only thinking about her body.
Her face turned pale, and her lips lost their color. She slowly climbed up from the bloodvine recliner, forcing a smile but not daring to look at Yan Shijiu's eyes again. She explained for him:
"Look at me, you forgot again that you've caught a cold these past two days and your body is aching. Please sit down and cool down for a while. I'll go change my clothes and come back."
After saying that, Nan Lijun hurried away and went straight into the bathroom in the side hall, shouting, "Take a bath! Quickly!" and ordered the palace servants to quickly bring out all the scar removal powders and pour them into the bathtub, making the water turbid.
She couldn't wait to take off all her clothes and soak in the pool.
The palace maid who was attending to her bathing hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, brought up some fine silk and gently wiped her body.
Nan Lijun was annoyed by the gentle movements and cursed, "Get out!" He snatched the fine silk from the palace maid's hand and began to scrub his body frantically.
She scrubbed quickly and vigorously, making the water splash.
Even though she used the most expensive and soft silk, she soon damaged her body and made it red and swollen.
This scene frightened the palace servants so much that they were at a loss and all knelt on the ground, trembling in silence.
After finally venting enough, Nan Lijun slowly stopped moving, curled up into a ball, and buried his face deeply in his knees.
After a moment, she stood up naked, pushed away the palace maid who wanted to put a bathrobe on her, and stood in front of a large bronze mirror that was as tall as a person.
In the mirror, there was still that stunningly beautiful, impeccable face, but below the flawless white swan neck, starting from the collarbone, the whole body was covered with dog bite marks of various sizes.
Because the wound was too deep and occurred too long ago, compared to clean and sharp wounds, animal bites are tear-like, and the scars are heavier and more difficult to remove. Therefore, even if you use the palace's scar-removing powder and Qinjiao Yuyan Cream every day, the scars can only be slightly faded, but not eliminated.
Looking at the person in the mirror with dense tooth holes and scars all over his body, Nan Lijun stood there in a daze for a long time.
So disgusting...
She herself often couldn't bear to look at it. She didn't dare to take off her last piece of gauze dress in front of the musicians who served her so attentively, so how could she dare to open it to Yan Shijiu?
It's human nature to dislike someone, and it's natural to dislike him. I can't blame him...
Besides, Yan Shijiu said that he was just too tired and his body ached after catching a cold.
He loves her, doesn't he? Sooner or later he'll accept it, right?
As she thought about this, her eyes silently turned red. She dressed herself again in silence, put on a smile that was even a little flattering, and walked towards the pavilion.
Looking from a distance, she saw Yan Shijiu lying on the blood vine recliner reading a book.
The sun shines brightly, enveloping his handsome appearance.
He raised the book to cover his eyes to block out the glaring sunlight. The little palace maid next to him was very perceptive and immediately walked over and untied the sunshade curtains around the pavilion.
When the little palace maid was undoing the gauze curtain, Yan Shijiu put the book on his chest, put his arms behind his head, and watched the little palace maid's movements with interest.
Seeing the little palace maid raising her arms, her wide sleeves folded and hung down, revealing two sections of snow-white skin like tender lotus roots, he smiled and casually praised, "What a fair and tender beauty," and continued reading, completely unaware that Nan Lijun was standing not far away, staring at the little palace maid with extremely jealous eyes.
At night, when Yan Shijiu left and the entire palace fell into a dead silence, Nan Lijun called the little palace maid:
"Take off my boots."
The little palace maid knelt down respectfully, holding Nan Lijun's feet with both hands, letting the thick soles of the boots press against her soft chest. She took off Nan Lijun's boots and socks gently and skillfully, put the feet into the warm bathtub, then rolled up her sleeves, revealing her pale arms, and began to massage Nan Lijun's feet.
"Heh." Nan Lijun sneered.
The little palace maid raised her eyes quietly and found that Nan Lijun had a gloomy expression and a fierce look, staring at her coldly.
The little palace maid didn't understand why, but she was still frightened and trembled. Her hands stopped moving for a moment. Nan Lijun then kicked over the bathtub, splashing the foot washing water all over the little palace maid's head and face.
"Get lost!" Nan Lijun cursed. Seeing the little palace maid trembling with fear, and her appearance making her look even more fragile, she became even more angry and directly overturned everything she could see, smashing it with a clang and banging, and angrily said with a flick of her sleeves:
"Get out! Everyone, get out! Call him here!!"
The young maid crawled out, carrying the empty tub. The other palace servants also hurried out of the bedroom, quickly closing the door.
It was not until they were a hundred feet away from the Fengyutian Palace that the palace servants dared to breathe a sigh of relief, relax, and rub their aching knees and waists with sighs.
Seeing the little maid's hair and front of her clothes wet, sobbing softly while holding the bathtub, the palace maids gathered around to comfort her:
"Don't be sad. Go change your clothes first. It's cold in the early autumn nights. Don't catch a cold. I'll do the errand for you."
"Yes, but it happens every day, and we're used to it. It's most likely because of you putting up the sunshade for Master Yan yesterday. Remember to stay away from Master Yan from now on, and don't get close to him, no matter how big the matter is."
"It's either yelling or cursing, or smashing things. He may have a bad temper, but like the last emperor, he's never used torture on us. Let's just be content. It's better than serving 'that guy' and being tortured every day. You might even die one day and be fed to the wolves and tigers in the menagerie. Look at how many palace maids and eunuchs have disappeared in the past two years. Alas, the emperor doesn't care about such trivial matters..."
"Oh, stop it! Just hearing the word 'that guy' gives me chills on the back of my neck."
The palace maids were talking in low voices when a sinister voice interrupted them, laughing strangely and asking:
"'Which' who?"
Upon hearing this voice, all the palace maids' faces changed drastically. They knelt on the ground in fear, much more terrified than when they were facing Nan Lijun. They didn't even dare to raise their heads and trembled as they saluted:
"Greetings, Master Zhiluo."
Looking at the sea of heads kneeling on the ground, Zhi Luo brushed her gorgeous official skirt, slowly restrained her smile, and gradually became expressionless.
"Tell me, who is 'that someone'? I'm really curious."
The palace maids lowered their heads even lower, and no one dared to speak.
At this time, Zhi Luo noticed the little palace maid whose hair and clothes were wet. He slowly walked over, squatted down, lifted the little palace maid's chin, lowered his eyes to look at her for a moment, and smiled strangely.
Afterwards, under the terrified and worried gazes of the palace maids kneeling on the ground, the little palace maid was half-pulled and half-dragged by Zhi Luo towards the Beast Garden.
The palace maids did not dare to stop him and could only whisper anxiously:
"Go and call him! The emperor wants to see him! Maybe asking him for help will help!"
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A quarter of an hour later.
After listening to the palace servants' messy and panicked stories, Bu Yan ended his rest early, quickly returned to the guard station, entered the private room, took off his casual clothes, and began to put on the uniform of the chief guard of the emperor.
When he passed by the big room where the guards lived together, the guards who had been gathered in groups of two or three chatting and laughing all stopped talking and showed contemptuous expressions at the same time.
Through the door of the single room, Bu Yan heard a guard's sarcastic voice:
"Why bother putting on anything? You're going to take it off soon anyway."
Someone nearby said the same thing: "Alas, if we had known we could become the head guard this way, why would we have spent decades practicing martial arts, studying, and climbing the ranks? We wouldn't have had to waste our good family background!"
"That's wrong. The Imperial Guards bear the heavy responsibility of protecting the Emperor. The selection process is rigorous and the competition is fierce. Who isn't descended from a family of meritorious service? How can we, who come from noble families, think of shortcuts to bed compared to those nameless people? Can you?"
"I can't!"
"Neither can I!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"You're so brave, you dare to say such things! Aren't you afraid that people will whisper in your ear?"
"What do you use? Half your tongue?"
"Yun Chen will be back soon. He will have the support of the general soon. How dare you!"
"Tsk, an ungrateful traitor who abandoned his master. Yun Chen can't possibly befriend someone like that. If it weren't for Yun Chen, when the boat fell into the water at Taohuayu, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't be able to stand here and talk today. With Yun Chen's character, how could he possibly associate with such a wretch?"
Sarcastic and insulting remarks continuously entered Bu Yan's ears.
He just pretended not to hear anything, just like before, without even raising his eyes, and there was nothing unusual on his expression.
Unlike other guards who had to go through untold hardships to be selected as an ordinary guard, Bu Yan left the Huo Gang and was directly parachuted into the position of chief guard in front of the emperor. Not only did he seize the position of the original chief guard, but he was also a mute with only half a tongue left.
The guards were dissatisfied and puzzled, but later they found out that Nanli Jun did not assign too many tasks to Buyan, and the entire imperial guard was actually still under the command of the deputy general manager, the brother they recognized most.
Bu Yan's only function is that he is often summoned by Nan Lijun at night and comes back in the late night.
It turned out to be a bed-warmer, the guards thought.
But Bu Yan was the chief of the imperial guards, received a salary, and lived in the chief's single room. Wherever he went, the palace maids and eunuchs had to respectfully call him "not a great master."
This made the guards who worked hard every day feel extremely unbalanced, and they also felt that it had affected the reputation of the guard team. Moreover, seeing that Bu Yan always came back without staying overnight when he was called by Nan Lijun, they vaguely guessed that Nan Lijun did not care about him that much and only treated him as a toy to relieve boredom.
Then, the mocking voices gradually grew louder and louder.
Seeing that Buyan couldn't say anything in response and looked like he didn't want to respond, everyone simply stopped trying to hide their feelings, and things became like this.
As such a unique existence in the palace, with no achievements, no background, no acquaintances, and unable to talk or communicate with others, Bu Yan always keeps to himself.
He got up alone from the deserted single room, practiced martial arts, ate, took occasional turns on duty, often helping the palace servants passing by to carry heavy items, responded to Nan Lijun's call, and then went back to his room to sleep.
As soon as the door of the single room was closed, there was a silence like a dead swamp, as if a beast that had been silent for years was locked up there, making people forget the bravery that had roared and the sharp claws that had swung thousands of times.
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