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Yan Chen is afraid of the cold, but he is willing to live on Mount Zhaomei because of the cold plum blossoms all over the sky.

Chu Muyun thought about the reason, but there seemed to be no reason, because he made the setting, he wrote the book, and the setting about Yan Chen was like that.I am afraid of the cold, but I prefer plum blossoms, so I live here.

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

But the recent successive dreams kept Chu Muyun awake.

"Devil World" was created by him, but Demon World was not.

So... how, who knows?

Chu Muyun would not rush to see Yan Chen, although he could also directly reveal his identity and pass by with the poison of fierce fire.

But the world has changed, and what happened in the years he missed is still unknown. He trusts Ye Jianhan, but there are some things that even Ye Jianhan can't be very clear about.

He needs to observe for himself and cut in at a clever angle in order to hit a sure hit.

With Ye Jianhan's methods, it was very easy to place him in Zhaomei Palace.

There are many servants here in Yanchen, and the basic structure is similar to that of Wuqing Palace, and they are all of the type of calling from front to back.

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 the beast god Dark Night, and these beasts can't wait to come and worship every day , Naturally, 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 controlled the life gate, almost holding the wealth of the entire demon world with one hand.

It is also because of this reason that even though it is as gorgeous and flamboyant as the Wuqing Palace in Mei Palace without the sinking water smoke, it is also exquisite and extraordinary, with a lot of people serving, and because Yan Chen believes that the most important things are monsters, so the jurisdiction over the servants has always been loose. Of - they do not touch any core place, just responsible for sweeping.

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 could bear his temper, work honestly, be diligent and smart, coupled with his clean background, 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 heard.

For example, Yan Chen did not leave Zhaomei Palace for several years.

For another example, An Ye was calmed down, but Yan Chen's health has not been very good.

For another example, on the night of the full moon, no one can be kept in the inner courtyard.

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

The day when Shura Territory merged with him was the night of the full moon, which should have nothing to do with Yan Chen, but the night of the full moon is often cloudy, and there are often some ominous omens.

Chu Muyun pondered, 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 met the jealous emperor—Yan Chen again after a thousand years of absence.

He looked the same as when he first saw him. A dark purple robe was dragged on 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 oozes a coolness engraved in the bone marrow. Even though the appearance is 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 his lips were slightly white, and the corners of his eyes were also a little dark.

It is true that the body has not healed.

Before he came to Zhaomeishan, he had already taken the holy grade snow lotus, and the poison of fierce fire was temporarily suppressed, otherwise he might be discovered by Yan Chen when 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 it didn't show on his face, full of respect and obedience.

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

According to the coldness of Mount Mei, of course there is a way to keep warm in this room, so it is as warm as spring. Yan Chen's clothes are not heavy, but they are not too thin either. Looks sick.

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

Chu Muyun trembled slightly. This was a sign of nervousness. After all, a little servant who was named by his superior for no reason would definitely panic.

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

The poison of the ferocious fire was temporarily suppressed. He looks very much like Shen Yun now, but he is not at all like Chu Muyun and 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. The nervousness is not fake, his fingers holding the hem of the clothes are 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, "One word is Mu."

The servants who come in all have to put down their surnames, so if there is no name given by the master, it is always a single word.

Yan Chen's pupils shrank sharply, but the look disappeared very quickly. His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he said slowly, "From now on...you can take care of yourself."

As he said this, although Chu Muyun lowered his head, he was obviously extremely surprised, and his voice trembled slightly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

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 sensitively sensed Yan Chen's absent-mindedness.

Holding the pen in his hand, the ink dripped onto the rice paper, and the smudges look 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 remind her rashly.

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

Chu Muyun hurriedly followed, realized that he was going out, and quickly said: "Your Majesty, it's cold outside, this cloak you..."

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 on 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 just as he was about to step forward, Yan Chen was already leaning on the trunk of a plum blossom tree beside him, supporting his body.