Raising a Dog is Better than Palace Fight Chapter 40

Chapter 40 smell

　　Yan Junwei felt itchy watching from the sidelines. He boasted that he was extremely talented in martial arts and had never met an opponent before. He never expected that Meng Yanzhou was even better than him. Meng Guogong really knows how to teach his son, and he has taught his son to be so reckless and honest. Even if he hides a unique martial arts skill, who will pay attention to it? At least he had never paid attention to Meng Yanzhou since they had known each other for many years, because the other person's recklessness and impulsiveness were not pretended. In this way, although Meng Yanzhou could not carry forward the Duke's mansion, he would not be bullied. The wrist is really high!

　　Since his identity could not be revealed yet, Yan Junwei could only watch from the sidelines, thinking that when his identity was revealed, he would have a serious contest with Meng Yanzhou.

　　When Meng Yanzhou withdrew his sword, Yan Junwei couldn't help but clapped his hands and applauded. He walked up to take his sword and looked around. Immediately, the two walked to the weapons rack and had a heated discussion over the various weapons on it.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou curled his lips, gestured to Yan Junwei, and walked towards Sangyu's courtyard. The courtyard seemed very quiet because there was no one living there. Two guards stood guard at the entrance of the courtyard, looking wary. Emperor Wu of Zhou stopped, turned around, walked around to the back wall, tapped his toes on the wall, and quietly jumped in after a few clicks.

　　The clear scent of plum blossoms hit his nostrils, which was very similar to the smell of Bixiao Palace. He was stunned, and suddenly he felt like his heartstrings were being pulled hard. Following his intuition, he walked through the corridor, bypassed the study, and walked to a boudoir. He stood for a long time before gently opening the door.

　　The room is very clean, and it can be seen that it is cleaned every day. A soft couch is placed by the window, which is the same as the layout of Bixiao Palace. The large carved bed is covered with soft quilts, the color is extremely bright, and the scarlet tulle The bed curtains were lifted up by the occasional cold wind and swayed gently in the air, as if giving a silent invitation. The room was filled with the scent of flowers left by the owner, adding a warm aftertaste to the cold air.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu took a deep breath and his heart beat hard. This is the smell, the smell that I have missed countless times since I woke up. His face tightened unconsciously, as if he was trying his best to hold back something, and he walked step by step towards the carved bed. When he opened the bed curtain, there was no one inside who he was longing for. A hint of clarity and a hint of loss suddenly appeared in his dark eyes. He lay down on the couch and slowly closed his eyelids. He tilted his head, and the familiar fragrance became stronger. He opened his eyes and saw a sachet left by the owner beside the pillow. He smiled slightly, pinched it into his palm and put it on the tip of his nose, and closed his eyes again with peace of mind.

　　Without Sangyu's hug, without Sangyu's fragrance, without Sangyu's body temperature, he had not had a good night's sleep for several days. This reminded him of the days when he had just turned into a dog and had not yet met Sang Yu. I spent every day in panic, praying desperately to return to my body every time I closed my eyes, and faced huge loss every time I opened my eyes. Dogs barking, cats meowing, his nose full of fishy odor, and dog food that was difficult to swallow, he couldn't close his eyes every night, and he was on the verge of collapse every day. If he hadn't met Sang Yu, he would have gone crazy, let alone face the series of blows and betrayals that followed.

　　The first time he ate human food, the first time he had the dirt wiped off his body, the first time he was comforted by soft words. In Bixiao Palace, he finally had a good sleep, the sweetest sleep in his life. That unparalleled sense of security was deeply rooted in his bones, making him unforgettable.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou fell into a deep sleep with Sang Yu's frown and smile constantly replaying in his mind. Two quarters of an hour later, a cough woke him up.

　　"Your Majesty, I thought you were going to come back, but I didn't expect you to fall asleep. How was it? Did you sleep well?" Yan Junwei raised his eyebrows, stared at the sachet in his hand, and thought to himself: smelling virtue Can I fall asleep only if I smell the concubine's smell? Could this be the sequelae of turning into a dog?

　　"Sleep well, what time is it." Emperor Zhou Wu naturally put the sachet into his arms, his dark eyes were very clear, without any hesitation from just waking up.

　　"It's almost time to apply. The Duke's wife went to Yong'an Marquis Mansion and is on her way back now. She doesn't like me hanging out with Meng Yanzhou very much and won't give us a good look. Let's leave immediately." Yan Junwei opened the door and went out. The familiar one walked around to the back wall.

　　"Let's go then. Next time I will bring Sang Yu back to visit us." Emperor Wu of Zhou smoothed the folds of his clothes and hem. Hearing that there was no one behind the wall, he jumped over with a tap of his toes.

　　Yan Junwei twitched the corners of his mouth and followed closely. The two of them met Meng Yanzhou who came to look for them halfway. They used the excuse of getting lost to get rid of the stupid man and left in a hurry.

　　Back at the house, the orioles in the yard came out to greet him. They surrounded Yan Junwei and pulled him around, leaving Emperor Wu of Zhou aside. His nose was filled with the pungent smell of various powders, and the scent of mulberry elm that he had finally picked up on his body was in danger of being washed away. Emperor Wu of Zhou's face looked very gloomy. Too many women are really troublesome! He didn't realize it before, but now that he has Sang Yu, he realizes how satisfying it is to have one person occupy your heart. It can no longer accommodate others.

　　"You bastards, let go of Dong Lei!" Xiao Taohong rushed in like a whirlwind. She seemed to be squeezing in without any plan, but in fact she was very skillful in pushing these women away and saving the commander from the fire and water.

　　"Little Taohong!" Yan Junwei burst into tears. He hugged Xiao Taohong and kissed her hard. Under her escort, he safely led Emperor Zhou Wu to break through the encirclement and return to his yard.

　　"Come here, I want to take a bath and change clothes." Emperor Wu of Zhou wiped the hem of his clothes and frowned fiercely. The scent of mulberry on his body had been contaminated, which made him feel extremely unhappy. Fortunately, the sachet in my arms was safe and sound. He touched his chest, and his gloomy expression eased slightly.

　　Stuffing the sachet into the quilt, he washed away the smell of powder all over his body, dressed in white obscene clothes, and sat on the soft couch with a golden sword. Xiao Taohong held a white cloth to dry his hair. He smelled the strong smell of powder on Xiao Taohong's body. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Go down and find someone else. I want a man."

　　Xiao Taohong was a little confused, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions. When she was about to go out and call someone, she bumped into Yan Junwei.

　　"I'll do it, you go down." Yan Junwei took the towel and waved her away.

　　Seeing that it was Yan Junwei, Emperor Zhou Wu looked a little worried and asked in a deep voice, "Have you taken a bath?"

　　"After washing, you can smell it." Yan Junwei laughed playfully and stretched out his arms in front of him.

　　There was no peculiar smell. Emperor Zhou Wu closed his eyes, leaned on the soft couch, and let him dry his hair. Staring at his boss's handsome face, his eyes lingering on his tall nose for a moment, Yan Junwei thought to himself with certainty: Being so sensitive and persistent about smells must be the sequelae of turning into a dog!

　　"Is there any news about Duke Meng?" A deep and deep voice interrupted Yan Junwei's wild thoughts.

　　"Today, two dead war horses were found deep in the muddy beach, and no trace of Meng Guogong and Han Changping was found. The barbarians and Xie Zhenghao also found nothing." Yan Junwei reported back in a low voice.

　　"Send more people, we must find him. He must be seen alive..." He paused, opened his eyes, and completed the last sentence in a hoarse voice, "Deadly, he must be seen dead."

　　No matter what, he had to give Sang Yu an explanation. He hoped that things would not go to the worst direction. He felt scared when he thought that Sang Yu might hate himself.

　　"Yes." Yan Junwei promised cautiously.

　　"Is the imperial decree conferring the commander's seal arriving at the border soon? How are the preparations at Xie Zhenghao's place?" After calming down, Emperor Wu of Zhou tapped the table and asked in a deep voice.

　　"The killer has already lurked beside him, and he will definitely succeed before the war begins." Yan Junwei was very confident in his subordinates.

　　"Yes." Emperor Zhou Wu nodded, "How are you preparing to lure Shen Huiru and the substitute out of the palace?"

　　"Old Fengjun Zhao and the Wu family have been persuaded by our people. They handed over the brochures early this morning. Today, the Duke's wife went to the Yong'an Marquis Mansion. After hearing the news, she went back and wrote the brochures. Several concubines Everyone in the mother's family is interested, including the Shen family. We should get the exact news tomorrow." Yan Junwei put down the cloth, poured a cup of tea for Emperor Wu of Zhou and handed it to his hand.

　　"Sang Yu also wants to visit the bride?!" Emperor Zhou Wu's hand holding the tea cup suddenly tightened, and he looked at Yan Junwei with burning eyes.

　　Yan Junwei quickly assured, "The Duke's Mansion is far away from the Grand Master's Mansion, so Concubine De will not be implicated. I will send extra manpower to protect the Concubine and her party."

　　"Nothing should be lost!" Emperor Wu of Zhou put down the tea cup expressionlessly, and after a long while he emphasized every word.

　　"I obey the decree." Yan Junwei respectfully promised, not daring to neglect at all.

　　"How is she doing today?" The man's rich voice became very low and hoarse, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

　　"My queen has not closed her eyes for several days." Yan Junwei replied softly.

　　"How do you know how many days she hasn't slept? Your people secretly watched her sleeping?" Emperor Wu of Zhou suddenly turned his head and looked at Yan Junwei, the storm in his dark eyes was heart-stopping.

　　"I don't dare!" Yan Junwei quickly denied, "It's just that the queen's appearance is too bad, and the black and green eyes are about to catch up with you, the emperor." He looked at the black and green eyes of Emperor Wu of Zhou with a hint. This person is also a master who suffers from insomnia every night.

　　"There is no news from Duke Meng, and there is no A Bao by her side. She will definitely not be able to sleep." Emperor Wu of Zhou sighed, not knowing whether he should be sad or happy. His woman misses him, but it's not him who misses him.

　　"Is she still looking for Abao?" He asked hoarsely, stroking the black eyes.

　　"After searching for three days, the empress will not allow the palace people to look for her any more. She said that no news is good news. Maybe Ah Bao ran away from the palace because of Tan Wan, or maybe he was secretly raised by someone in the palace."

　　"She has actually guessed that Abao is dead. But she still wants to leave a thought for herself." Emperor Zhou Wu smiled, with a layer of mist in his eyes, "That's how she is, she can always find a way to make herself feel better. "

　　"Empress is a very strong and optimistic person." Yan Junwei admired her very much. The perseverance of Empress De Fei is amazing as she can maintain a positive and optimistic attitude in such a difficult environment. She is worthy of being the daughter of Duke Meng!

　　"Okay, let's go down, I want to rest." Emperor Zhou Wu closed his eyes and waved his hand. After Yan Junwei bowed and exited the room and closed the door, he slowly walked to the bed and opened the quilt. The quilt has long been smelled by the sachet, and is filled with the unique fragrance of mulberry elm. Emperor Wu of Zhou opened his lips and smiled, holding the sachet in his hand, and finally managed to fall asleep.

　　***

　　In Qianqing Palace, Shen Huiru was holding the book of Yong'an Marquis Mansion in her hand. Wan Qing beat her on the shoulder and said contemptuously, "Then Concubine Chen thinks she is favored, and today she is pestering the emperor to accompany her back to visit her relatives."

　　"The emperor will accompany you in person? Just her?" Shen Huiru sneered and threw away the memorial.

　　Concubines who have been in the palace for more than three years and whose status is higher than that of a concubine are eligible to go home to visit their relatives, but they must be accompanied by the emperor in person. This is a privilege that belongs only to the queen and only happens once in her life. When she entered the palace, she had imagined many times that she would wear a phoenix robe and return to peace with the emperor hand in hand. She wanted to let all the people of Zhou Dynasty know that she was the one the emperor truly loved, and she was the only one who could hold that position. Qualified to board. However, this dream was completely wiped out in three years of waiting.

　　Thinking of this, Shen Huiru suddenly laughed, picked up the folding book and quickly approved the word "En Zhun". Provincial relatives, right? Then let all the people of Zhou Dynasty see who is the real Phoenix Yu Fei!

- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -

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