CH 232

Yan Chen was afraid of the cold but he was willing to live on Mount ZhaoMei because of the cold plum blossoms flying all across the sky.

Chu MuYun thought about the reason but actually there seemed to be no particular reason. He wrote this setting when he wrote the book, in the book Yan Chen was like this, and thus it was. He was afraid of the cold but he had a preference for plum blossoms, so he lived here.

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

But the recent successive dreams kept Chu MuYun awake.

“Demon World” {the novel} was created by him but the actual Demon World was not.

So… who knows what the real situation would be?

Chu MuYun would not rush to see Yan Chen. Although he could also directly reveal his identity and pass through using the poison of fierce fire.

But the world has changed and what has happened in the years he missed was still unknown. He trusted Ye JianHan but there may be some things that even Ye JianHan isn’t very clear about.

He needs to observe for himself and find a clever angle in order to make a surefire hit.

With Ye JianHan’s methods, it was very easy to place him within the ZhaoMei Palace.

There were many servants here around Yan Chen and the basic structure is similar to that of WuQing Palace. There were servants of all types at his beck and call.

Yan Chen’s powerful beast taming ability allows him to easily obtain huge wealth. After all, most of the hidden beasts occupy rare treasures one after another and he has control over the beast god AnYe. The other beasts can’t wait to come and worship at his altar everyday. Naturally because of this, good things came in an endless stream.

The wealth of these ferocious beasts is by no means comparable to that of ordinary humans, so he commanded all the beasts and also controlled the Gate of Life, thus holding almost the entire wealth of the entire Demon Realm with one hand.

It is also because of this reason that even though the ZhaoMei Palace was not as gorgeous and flamboyant as Shen ShuiYan’s WuQing Palace, it was still exquisite and extraordinary, with a lot of people serving. And, because Yan Chen believes that the most important thing was monster beasts, so his management over the servants has always been lax. Of course – they cannot touch any of his bottom lines, and just be responsible for cleaning, etc.

Chu MuYun sneaked into ZhaoMei Palace using the identity of a servant.

He worked steadily for a month and never saw Yan Chen from the beginning to the end.

However, he had a good temper, worked honestly, was diligent and smart. This, coupled with his clean background, meant he was promoted not long after and entered the inner courtyard to serve.

But even so, it was not easy for him to meet Yan Chen.

However, some news can be still be heard.

For example; that Yan Chen had not left the ZhaoMei Palace for several years.

For another example; AnYe had been calmed but Yan Chen’s health has not been very good.

Yet another example; that, on the night of the full moon, no one can remain inside the inner courtyard.

When Chu MuYun heard the news, his mind moved slightly and he became more suspicious.

This was the day he merged with the Asura Domain, which should have nothing to do with Yan Chen, but the night of the full moon was often ominous and there are often some types of omens.

Chu MuYun pondered and thought that maybe Yan Chen’s injury was not that simple.

But it’s useless to just think about it, you need to get more information to judge.

It was another month and Chu MuYun took on an errand for someone else, and thus met Lord Envy —Yan Chen again after a thousand years of absence.

He looked the same as when he had first seen him. A dark purple robe dragged along the ground and layers of mist seemed to hover over it. The extremely dark color made his skin extremely white, which was a bit cold, like the frost and snow outside. It oozed a coolness engraved into the bone marrow. Even though his appearance was unparalleled, the ruthlessness and indifference under the thin lips cannot be ignored.

Chu MuYun was careful and, after only a slight glance, he saw that Yan Chen’s lips were slightly white and the corners of his eyes were also a little dark.

It was true then that his body had not healed.

Before he came to Mount ZhaoMei, he had already taken the holy grade snow lotus and so the poison of fierce fire was temporarily suppressed. Otherwise he might be discovered by Yan Chen as soon as he set foot on the mountain.

But even so, after he took a sneak peek, Yan Chen raised his head abruptly, his eyes fixed on him.

Chu MuYun was slightly startled but didn’t let it show on his face, which was full of respect and obedience.

Yan Chen suddenly put down his pen, got up and walked over.

Also it was cold on Mount ZhaoMei, of course there is a way to keep warm in this room, so inside it was warm as spring. Yan Chen’s clothes are not heavy but they are not too thin either. He looked sickly.

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

Chu MuYun trembled slightly, which was a sign of nervousness. After all, he was just a little servant. Being inexplicably called upon by the venerated lord, he would of course be nervous.

He raised his head obediently but his heart was full of suspicion. What did Yan Chen discover?

The poison of the fierce fire was temporarily suppressed. He looked very much like Shen Yun right now, but he was not at all like Chu MuYun the ice spirit beast. Yan Chen shouldn’t be suspicious.

Although there were many guesses in his heart, President Chu’s acting skills were flawless. He raised his head, looked at Yan Chen in awe and a little blankly, but quickly moved his eyes away after only one glance. His nervousness did not appear even the slightest bit fake and his fingers holding the hem of the clothes was protruding and pale.

Yan Chen was stunned and stared at him for a long time, which was a little strange.

Finally, he spoke again, his voice a little hoarse than before: “What’s your name?”

Chu MuYun lowered his head and said in a low voice, “Only one character – Mu.” {By the way this is a different ‘Mu’ from Chu MuYun’s actual name, this ‘Mu’ means admiration.}

The servants who come in all have to give up their surnames, so unless their Master honored them with a surname, they would only have one character in their name.

Yan Chen’s pupils narrowed sharply but this look disappeared very quickly. His eyelashes drooped slightly and he said slowly, “From now on…you can follow me to serve.”

As he said this, Chu MuYun lowered his head, but clearly he was so surprised that his voice trembled slightly: “Yes, My Lord.”

Yan Chen didn’t say anything more but just looked away and returned to the desk again.

Chu MuYun didn’t dare to raise his head but he could acutely sense Yan Chen’s absent-mindedness.

Holding the pen in his hand, the ink dripped onto the rice paper and the smudges looked like a plum blossom in full bloom but, because of the color change, the magnificence has faded, showing a trace of desolation and indifference.

Chu MuYun was a little uncertain and didn’t dare to do anything rashly.

But then Yan Chen suddenly came back to his senses and the tip of the pen dropped. He seemed to have completely lost the mood to write. He turned around and walked out of the room.

Chu MuYun hurriedly followed, realized that he was about to go out and hurriedly said: “My lord, it’s cold outside, this cloak…”

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Chen took the cloak and put it on his shoulders.

There was a circle of pure white fur on the outside of the dark cloak and Yan Chen’s complexion was fair, which made people think that he was actually a little whiter than that circle of fur collar.

Chu MuYun didn’t look too much and just stood there respectfully.

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

Chu MuYun followed behind him, thinking about something in his heart.

But at this moment, Yan Chen’s body shook slightly.

Chu MuYun had sharp eyes and quick hands and was just about to step forward when Yan Chen already leaned onto the trunk of a plum blossom tree beside him, supporting his body.