Chapter 334: Palace Banque (1/2)

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Nan Xun had been getting busier, not only because of Jun Huang, but also because of his investigation on Eastern Wu. Some tasks were too tricky to leave in others' hands.

Oleg Cragfiend had been staying at Nan Xun's residence. He spent most of his time developing different medicines to help Jun Huang while keeping an eye on Jun Hao. He'd come to know Nan Xun better.

The general was indeed deeply in love with Jun Huang, and the same was true for her. Despite her lack of memory, Nan Xun was still the person she trusted the most. They could communicate with only a glance.

A match made in heaven, so to speak.

Today, Yin Yun had again taken Nan Xun's place in the manor. Nan Xun was off dealing with G.o.d-knows-what.

It was getting dark. Oleg Cragfiend looked outside and decided to go to rest, but then he heard that Nan Xun was back. Since he had the time, he sought out Nan Xun.

Nan Xun was resting with his eyes closed. It was clear he'd spent his day hard at work. Oleg Cragfiend sighed. “You've been busy. Don't worry too much about Jun Huang. Yin Yun will take care of her.”

Nan Xun opened his eyes and glanced at Oleg Cragfiend. After a long pause, he finally said, “I'll take care of everything. There's no need for you to be worried.”

“I know you can, but don't forget that Jun Huang doesn't have her memory now,” Oleg Cragfiend said seriously, fed up with Nan Xun's stubbornness. “I don't want her to get hurt again. There's someone in your circle manipulating everything. We don't know what he wants. Can you guarantee that whoever it is won't hurt her?”

Nan Xun narrowed his eyes, his expression turning cold. “I know. I've been trying to root them out. I won't let anything happen to Jun Huang.”

Oleg Cragfiend wasn't in a place to say much as an outsider, and Nan Xun did take very good care of Jun Huang. Although there was a hidden force following Nan Xun around, he had been perfectly in control. Oleg Cragfiend stopped arguing and left Nan Xun to it.

Nan Xun was in a dark mood on his way to the Grand Chancellor's manor. He was stopped by the maid before he could enter.

He frowned and led the maid to a dark corner. She took a deep breath. “There's a banquet in the palace tomorrow. The mistress will take your girl with her.”

Nan Xun nodded and handed her a letter. She quickly relaxed and rushed away.

Nan Xun looked at her with an impa.s.sive expression.

There were two ways to buy someone's cooperation - profit, and favors. Nan Xun had been trying to bribe Jun Huang's personal maid, but to no avail. He was ready to give up when he discovered that the maid had a lover outside the manor. They adored each other, but rarely had the chance to meet. She could only catch a glimpse of him when she had the opportunity to leave the manor.

Nan Xun told her he could help. The maid didn't know about his true ident.i.ty. She thought Nan Xun and Jun Huang were lovers who couldn't be together openly, which reminded her of herself. In the end, she acquiesced and kept Nan Xun's meetings with Jun Huang a secret. Nan Xun would arrange for the maid and her lover to meet every now and then and played messenger for them.

He waited outside for a moment before entering the room. Jun Huang was picking clothes for tomorrow. He sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Jun Huang put down the turquoise dress in her hand and looked up to see Nan Xun sitting not far from her. He had a frown on his face, making his dark mood apparent. She couldn't tell what was bothering him.

She walked up to him and asked gently, “What's on your mind? Did you encounter something troublesome?”

Nan Xun stared at her and put away his concerns. He smiled. “Nothing important. It's just the banquet you're going to tomorrow. I worry that some aristocrats will be stunned by your beauty and ask for your hand. Then the mistress may marry you away.”

His tone was serious. Jun Huang lowered her head and snorted, missing the flash of adoration and amus.e.m.e.nt in his eyes. She thought Nan Xun's jealousy was real. She rested her head on her palm and tried to come up with an a.s.surance, but to no avail. Her shoulders slumped dejectedly.

The maid knocked and only entered once Jun Huang answered her. Noting the awkward atmosphere in the room, she silently placed the dresses bundled in her arms on the table.

“What are these?” asked Jun Huang, looking up at the maid.

“Nanny told me to deliver them to you,” answered the maid. “The mistress had them tailor-maid for you a few days ago. They arrived today. She said you should pick one for tomorrow, my lady.”

Jun Huang nodded. The first one she picked up was a turquoise dress. Before she could try it on, Nan Xun took it and threw it at the bed. Faced with Jun Huang's questioning look, he explained, “It's not a good choice.”