Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

"Give our Zen Master a good horse."

The man in the carriage never showed up, but he arranged everything outside clearly.

A team of cavalry followed behind the carriage. The guard in the front raised his hand slightly, and a horse called Wuyun Treading Snow was led to Duan Zhuoyan.

There were trees at the foot of the mountain. Chanxin clasped his hands together and bowed to Wuyuntaxue. Then he jumped onto the horse, tightened the cloth bag around his waist again, and squeezed his thighs against the horse's back. Wuyuntaxue's horse hooves raised up dust and rode away.

Below the royal city, it is bustling and noisy.

It was already 9:00 pm when Duan Zhuoyan arrived at the foot of the mountain, and it was noon when his horse arrived at the royal city. His summer monk's robe left half of his arms uncovered, revealing his tight and taut muscles. The golden sunlight illuminated the thin layer of sweat he had produced while riding his horse, and a drop of sweat rolled down in the blink of an eye.

He glanced from afar at the guards stationed on the palace wall, and rode towards them with an expressionless face.

The carriage followed behind him. When the imperial guards saw the person coming, they opened the palace gates and ordered Duan Zhuoyan to dismount and walk.

Wuyun Taxue followed obediently beside him. The sound of horse hooves knocked on the silent palace road with every step. The maids and eunuchs passing by lowered their heads and dared not look around.

Murong Heng finally looked at Duan Zhuoyan after his attendant lifted the curtain. He was tall and handsome, with a pair of upturned phoenix eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled at Duan Zhuoyan as he got off the carriage. "Master Chanxin, you have come at an inopportune time. Empress Sun is taking a nap right now. Please follow me to the side hall of the imperial study and wait for a while."

Duan Zhuoyan lowered a bead from between his thumbs to his chest and performed a Buddhist salute in silence.

Murong Heng ordered his men to take Duan Zhuoyan to a side hall and then left, leaving him alone to meditate quietly on the cushion.

Half an hour later, Duan Zhuoyan opened his amber eyes, put the Buddhist beads into his palm, and turned to take the cloth bag around his waist.

With a slight movement of the palm wind, Jiang Qing appeared from the cloth bag.

Jiang Qing also woke up because of this. The palace was full of spiritual energy. She first looked around the side hall where she was before squinting her eyes comfortably.

"Little fox, come here, I will teach you how to practice."

Duan Zhuoyan stretched out his broad palm, the lower half of which was covered with thick, rough calluses.

Jiang Qing was unconscious in the bag. Only after he came out could he use his luck to heal his wounds and practice his transformation.

Now she could only follow Duan Zhuoyan, so she jumped into his palm obediently.

She followed Duan Zhuoyan's technique to mobilize her demonic power, and a faint white light appeared around her body.

Seeing that she could understand the martial arts he was talking about, Duan Zhuoyan gently placed Jiang Qing on another cushion beside him.

"Knock Knock-"

Not long after, someone knocked on the wooden door outside the palace, "Master Chanxin, Empress Sun wants to see you."

Duan Zhuoyan lowered his head and looked at the little fox whose practice was interrupted. He slowly opened the cloth bag and motioned for Jiang Qing to go in by himself.

Jiang Qing had no choice but to do as he was told.

Outside the palace, eunuchs carried a sedan chair in. Duan Zhuoyan glanced at it and then looked away, telling himself that he could just walk over.

The palace has yellow tiles and red walls, and bronze bells are hung on the glazed eaves. Duan Zhuoyan raised his eyelids, and the kisses on his ridge moved smoothly all the way to the top of the hall.

On the dark plaque on the vermilion gate were inscribed three large characters: "Jingren Palace".

The current emperor is nearly fifty years old and his health is failing. Empress Sun and the emperor are deeply in love and rule the country together. Now they can invite men from outside to sit in the side hall and discuss trivial matters together.

The garden of Jingren Palace was well maintained. Normally, the peonies would have already bloomed in June and July, but Empress Sun ordered people to adjust the irrigation water source so that the peonies could still bloom beautifully under the scorching sun.

The green leaves of the Albizia Julibrissin tree at the foot of the red wall sway in the wind. It is said that the emperor and Empress Sun planted them together one year after their wedding, symbolizing their loving relationship and mutual affection.

Duan Zhuoyan looked straight ahead and followed the maid across the mahogany threshold. The woman sitting in the high seat was wearing a pure purple phoenix robe with the train slanted at her side. Her hair was neatly combed in a high bun. Her hair was full of gold ornaments which must have been very heavy, but she had a slender neck and a straight back. She looked quite old, and her every move exuded a sense of majesty that came from being around the emperor for so long.

"Chanxin has met Queen Sun."

"Get up."

Duan Zhuoyan stood up from the carpet in the hall.

"Why are you coming down the mountain this time?"

Empress Sun placed her fingertips on her knees, her face expressionless.

"Slay demons and demons."

"What a great way to slay demons and exorcise monsters." Empress Sun looked away from Duan Zhuoyan and towards the light coming in from outside the palace. "Chanxin, do you know that once you come down the mountain, the Emperor's life..."

Duan Zhuoyan just lowered his head, his eyes falling on the pattern of the carpet, and did not answer. His godly face became even more stunning in the magnificent palace.

"I want you to return to the mountain in three days."

"I'm sorry, but I can't obey your order. The demons are rampant now, and the lives of the human race are doomed. I will not interfere, and I hope Queen Sun will do the same."

Duan Zhuoyan's pale eyes finally met Empress Sun's gaze, and the mark of karma between his brows became increasingly red.

Empress Sun's imposing manner was broken for a moment, "Then why did you give him the elixir of immortality? You know that it is inconvenient for me to do anything in this palace, Chanxin, I have always trusted you, I..."

"——I'm afraid Queen Sun has misunderstood. The so-called elixir of immortality is just to resolve cause and effect. It is Chanxin's fault that you have been worried about it for so many years."

Liang Zhuang, the current emperor, was a prince when Empress Sun was still an infant. The late emperor arranged a marriage for him. Now Liang Zhuang is in poor health due to state affairs, so he orders a search among the people for a large number of folk remedies and talented sorcerers to replenish his body.

That year, Empress Sun went to Liangguo Temple to pray for Liangzhuang. When she was going up the mountain, she encountered a demon on the way and was rescued by Duan Zhuoyan. They got to know each other. Later, she relied on Duan Zhuoyan's Buddhist techniques to present Liangzhuang with an elixir of immortality, and once again consolidated her power. No one in the harem could match her.

At that time, Liang Zhuang and the imperial concubine had a very close relationship, and Empress Sun was in decline. This move made her the most favored concubine in the harem again.

Duan Zhuoyan was rewarded heavily by the emperor for this, but little did he know that all this was just something Duan Zhuoyan did to cut off the cause and effect.

Buddhists do not interfere with the earthly world, but he entered the monastery before his earthly life was over. Some relationships are not easy to resolve.

No one knows how old Duan Zhuoyan is. Master Bukong had already accepted him into Buddhism before his death. It is said that more than a hundred years have passed now.

But Duan Zhuoyan's appearance has not changed over the years.

It is no secret that Duan Zhuoyan kills demons and eliminates evil, but he rarely walks down the mountain. If you meet him at the foot of the mountain, it proves that he will come to the royal city.

Coming to Wangcheng also means Liangzhuang will meet him.

The emperor, who was already becoming increasingly weak, would not miss any opportunity to prolong his life.

So this time, Empress Sun invited Duan Zhuoyan into the palace first and announced to the public that he would discuss Buddhism with her in Jingren Palace for many days. If Duan Zhuoyan could leave on his own initiative, Liang Zhuang's idea would naturally fail.

And she, Sun Miao, can also further control the power of the court.

"Zenxin...I am not blaming you."

"I understand, Queen Sun must have been sleeping poorly these days."

Duan Zhuoyan took back one of the Buddhist beads hanging on his palm.

"Yes."

"The Zen mind will calm you down later."

The deeper meaning of Duan Zhuoyan's words is that if the emperor asked him for help, he would not refuse.