Chapter 435 This Kyoto (Part 2)
Bu Yan quickly changed into his guard uniform and came to Feng Yutian Palace.
He was familiar with the palace maids inside and outside the palace. In addition, as the chief of the imperial guards, he could come and go freely without anyone stopping or checking him.
He pushed open the half-open door of the palace and immediately saw the mess on the ground, with things smashed by Nan Lijun in his anger everywhere.
Amidst the broken porcelain and jade scattered all over the floor, Nan Lijun sat on the dragon throne and glared at him:
"Why are you taking so long?!"
Bu Yan didn't speak, and couldn't speak.
He walked forward silently, used the toe of his boot to push aside a few larger pieces of broken porcelain, and stepped on the creaking porcelain debris with the sole of his boot. He walked forward, picked up Nan Lijun horizontally, walked towards the dragon bed, and gently put him down.
Feeling Bu Yan's strong and powerful chest and arms, and smelling the familiar scent on him, Nan Lijun's inner irritability subsided a lot, but his face still looked ugly.
To her, Bu Yan had no value since the day she cut off her tongue.
She carefully instigated a rebellion, making Buyan willing to leave Huo Gannian and come to her, just to find out Huo Gannian's many secrets from Buyan's mouth, intending to let Buyan use his friendship with Yun Chen to have more information about Huo Gannian's movements in the future.
Who would have thought that Buyan would use his severed tongue to show his attitude: he would never betray the Huo Gang.
In this way, Bu Yan only has that one function left.
Fortunately, he was more persistent than most people in that aspect, and because he loved her, he was extremely gentle. Facing her ugly skin, he never showed any disgust.
He kissed every scar on her body, and she only dared to be naked and revealing in front of him.
Nan Lijun didn't know what his feelings were towards Buyan.
To relieve boredom? Not quite.
Saying love is far from enough.
Yan Shijiu was undoubtedly her deepest love, like a delicious delicacy.
Don't say anything...
It's more like light yet indispensable white water.
So even if Yan Shijiu came back to life, Nan Lijun dismissed all the musicians and male favorites, but did not send away Bu Yan.
She herself didn't know why.
She simply didn't think about this problem. After all, she was the emperor, and Bu Yan loved her so wholeheartedly, so there was no need to think so much.
She is the queen, so of course she can have the right to secretly hide another one after having Yan Shijiu.
She lifted her snow-white instep, starting from her ankle, pressed it against his skin through his pants, and rubbed it upwards little by little until it hooked onto his belt.
Usually by this time, Bu Yan would consciously undress.
But today he didn't.
He held Nan Lijun's outstretched foot, gently pushed it away, and made two gestures towards her.
Nan Lijun couldn't help but frown: "You mean, let me save that little palace maid? I didn't punish her, why should I save her? Why did you push me away and even you fell in love with that little palace maid?!"
The louder Nan Lijun spoke, the more the fire that had just been suppressed began to flare up again.
Bu Yan shook his head helplessly, and made a hat gesture around his bun. Only then did Nan Lijun's brows relax:
"You mean Zhiluo? She took that little maid away? I guess she was punishing her on my behalf. Do I, as the emperor, have to intervene in such a trivial matter?"
Seeing the determination in Buyan's expression, Nan Lijun pounded the bed in anger, frowned and glared at Buyan for a while, and finally compromised, angrily calling the palace servants:
"Go tell Zhiluo to let that little maid go back without further ado!"
The palace maid's face lit up with joy, and she kowtowed repeatedly to express her gratitude. She looked at Bu Yan with gratitude and immediately left quickly.
The door of the bedroom closed again. Nan Lijun glanced at Bu Yan, who was still standing firmly in his neatly trimmed guard uniform, and said unhappily:
"Are you satisfied? Why are you still standing there? Are you waiting for me to invite you to my bed?!"
Without saying a word or moving, he gestured a number.
It’s strange to say, Bu Yan can’t speak now, and communicates entirely through gestures.
No one in the palace could understand what he was gesturing, except Nanli Jun.
She understood that Buyan was asking her: Yan Shijiu is not dead and has come back. Are you sure you still want me?
She thought of the fleeting look of disgust in Yan Shijiu's eyes, and her heart became increasingly uncertain and flustered, as if she urgently needed something to fill it.
She said angrily, "It's none of your business! Just keep it a secret from him!" Then she stepped forward, grabbed Buyan's belt, and pulled him onto the couch without saying a word.
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After a long while of indulgence, Nan Lijun's cheeks flushed, and there was a light sweat on the beautiful woman's face. She lay on the couch with a satisfied look on her face, a faint smile on her lips, and watched Buyan put on his chief guard's uniform piece by piece.
"Why have you refused to stay overnight? Is my Fengyutian Palace any worse than your steward's room?"
He shook his head without saying anything.
"You mean you're afraid Yan Shijiu will find out? But he just came back, and I can't possibly let him know."
Buyan still shook his head, adjusted the last part of the belt, bowed slightly, and prepared to leave.
"Tsk!" Nan Lijun curled his lips, turned over and wrapped himself in the quilt, sighed comfortably, and prepared to take a nap.
Without saying anything, he left the bedroom and headed towards the guard quarters as usual, where he ran into the little palace maid who was running back happily.
Although there were bruises on her cheeks and neck from being pinched, and scratches and bites from animals on her arms and legs, nothing could compare to the excitement of surviving the disaster.
Just before being sent into the leopard's mouth, other palace servants brought Nanli Jun's oral instructions.
The little palace maiden crawled out of the zoo, not paying attention to Zhiluo's sinister look. After she calmed down, she just wanted to run back and thank her savior.
She rushed to Bu Yan in one breath, showing a silly smile:
"Thank you, Master Bu Yan."
Bu Yan nodded, accepting the thanks. Just as he was about to move on, the young palace maid grabbed his sleeve and said,
"Sir, if you need me in the future, please let me know. I want to repay you!"
Without saying a word, she smiled, as if amused by this pretentious yet sincere remark. The little palace maid was surprised:
"Master Buyan, this is the first time I've seen you smile since entering the palace!"
Bu Yan was unable to respond to this sentence and told the little palace maid that if people are unhappy, they will naturally not laugh.
He noticed that the little palace maid's arm was pulling at his sleeve, and there was bleeding from various marks on it, so he took out a handkerchief and medicine powder and helped the little palace maid apply medicine and bandage it.
When putting away the bottle of medicine powder, the little palace maid noticed the mark of "Huo" on the bottle, and remembered the various rumors in the palace about Bu Yan being a "traitor to the Huo Gang" and "climbing the dragon bed".
The young palace maid felt sorry for Buyan. She felt that Buyan was not as bad as others said, and should be a very good person.
After bowing and thanking Buyan again, the little palace maid slowly left.
When the palace maid's figure disappeared around the corner of the palace wall, a figure as thin as a bamboo pole appeared silently on the lush locust tree beside the palace wall.
If Bu Yan had not been a secret guard for many years, I'm afraid he would not have been able to detect that figure.
"She is surrounded by ghosts who want to abuse her sincerity and drink her blood. Only you treat her sincerely." said the voice.
Without stopping, he looked up at the locust tree——
Owl Lake.
This man, who was almost forgotten by everyone, was standing quietly on a lush branch in a dark guard uniform.
The dense branches and leaves obscured his face, revealing only his meticulously combed silver sideburns.
Buyan had never had any dealings with Xiaoze, but he knew that he was Yun Chen's uncle, an old guard who had been guarding the late Emperor Nan Gaoyu for decades.
But for some unknown reason, after the late emperor passed away, Xiaoze, who should have retired and returned home, kept wandering around the palace like a wandering soul, refusing to leave.
No one knows where he lives, what he eats, what he drinks, or what he is busy with every day.
As the chief of the imperial guards, although Bu Yan was not valued by Nan Lijun, he also consciously assumed the responsibility of patrolling.
He tried many times to capture and expel Xiaoze, but the latter had stayed in this palace for decades and was more familiar with it than his own home. He was elusive and Bu Yan failed many times.
It seems that apart from always appearing not far from Nan Lijun, Xiaoze has not made any other unusual movements. After reporting this to Nan Lijun, she just said, "Let him be. I guess people are like this when they get old. They are very nostalgic." She had no choice but to let Xiaoze be.
And Xiaoze's two words just now finally made Buyan guess some of the reasons why he stayed with Nanlijun.
Sure enough, Xiao Ze said again:
"Buyan, we secret guards have one more rule than ordinary guards. You should remember it."
Nodding silently, I thought:
The secret guard hides behind his master, protects his master silently, and dies without a sound.
"So I can't tell you why I stayed in the palace, just like you can't tell you why you left the Huo Gang to protect her." After a pause, Xiao Ze's tone was firm, but a little sad:
"I've been by her side, watching everything... I know she's about to lose her throne, about to fall. So, Bu Yan, I'm like you. We're powerless to change this situation. The only thing we can do is stay by her side, protect her until the very end, and do everything in our power to save her life. Even death is fine for that. This is your wish, and it's also the will left to me by the late emperor."
After saying this, the two were silent for a long time, looking at each other, and seeing sadness, helplessness, and determination in each other's eyes.
They don’t know who will have the final say in this world, and what monsters and demons are on the way.
They only knew that no matter who ruled the world in the end, Nan Lijun's life would probably not last long.
"Bang——"
A loud bell sound interrupted Xiaoze and Buyan's contemplation.
Immediately afterwards, huge cheers and drum sounds resounded throughout the capital like waves of the sea and were clearly heard in the palace.
"Is it a grand ceremony to welcome the mighty Lion and Tiger Army back to the capital? The army has entered the city." Xiaoze said.
Bu Yan looked in the direction of the voice, and when he thought of Yun Chen, his heart tightened:
Achen, Achen.
I hope this filthy, foul, and ugly Kyoto hell, like a tangled mass of snakes, will swallow anyone, but never you...
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