Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 121

[Chapter 121 The Father will teach you personally in the future]

After Hua Niang’s husband, the Snow Wolf Demon, was taken away by the monks, she always felt that her husband would come back and refused to leave the small house in Huawei Lane in the world, where they decided to bond and have children.

Until Yan Yuan decided to hand Azhi over to her, her husband had been missing for seven or eight years, and she was alone in the world with two young children, and it was finally unsafe, so she returned to Huashan.

Huashan is the realm of the Huajing family and the hometown of Hua Niang. It is located in a corner of the demon world that is indifferent to the world. Before her death, Yan Yuan heard Hua Niang mention it. He is now the emperor of heaven, and when he reaches a place, he knocks on the ground at will, and the land public comes out to guide him with sincerity and fear, and he will determine the direction in a short time.

When they are close, they can be found by their breath.

It has just rained, and the cherry blossoms in the mountains are blooming, and the flowers are clustered together. Every breath of the air is full of sweet fragrance. An inconspicuous wooden house is surrounded by a sea of flowers. Although the wooden house is small, it looks exquisite. It is surrounded by a small courtyard with half-person-high wooden fences. In the courtyard, there is a well made of cobblestones.

There was a little man beside the well, who looked more than five years old, wearing a clean little black robe, and was nestling on the edge of the well to draw water. He almost hung up half of his body, frowning and pulling up the bucket full of water with hemp rope, his face turned slightly red, and his breath was uneven.

The five-year-old children of the human race are still at the age of rolling in the mud, and it is good to be obedient wherever they can do activities. The little man can already help the adults. He inherited some of Xuanlong’s spiritual power, and his strength is stronger than his peers since he was a child. However, the wooden bucket filled with water is heavier than his whole body, and it is difficult to lift it. Might not be exhausting.

When the barrel was lifted out of the well, he didn’t hold it steady and spilled a little. He put the barrel on the ground, untied the hemp rope around the handle, and stood there for a while before lifting the barrel with both hands. Holding the hand, he swayed toward the house, and the water that swayed wet the little man’s clothes.

“Azhi…” A

hoarse, low call spread out in the air.

The little man was stunned when he heard the words, and turned around with difficulty with the bucket in hand, and saw a person standing outside the half-human-high wooden fence. The man was dressed in a white robe, with the fiery sunset in the background, and the hem of his clothes danced in the wind. His smile was full of sadness after a long absence and the joy of reunion, so gentle that Azhi felt unreal.

“Royal Father?…”

Ah Zhi had a calmness that transcended his age at a young age, but at this moment his eyes gradually turned red uncontrollably. He looked at Yan Yuan, his voice was hoarse, and he was about to cry.

“Royal father… When will you and mother come to pick me up?”

“Azhi misses you so much…”

Yan Yuan shrank to an inch and appeared in front of Azhi in an instant. He slowly crouched down and raised his hand to stroke Azhi With a small face, he said with a smile: “My father is here to pick you up this time.”

A Zhi stared at Yan Yuan, and when Yan Yuan was about to touch him, she suddenly took a step back and sprinkled the cold well water. He didn’t even feel half of his body.

Azhi held back tears. No matter how strong he is, he is only a five-year-old child.

“Don’t lie to me…”

“Azhi dreams of his father every night, and every time the father says it’s coming soon… but when will it be soon, and when will Azhi grow up?”

” The demons in the academy said that it takes a long time to grow up, and if you die, you will die, and there will be nothing left. The royal father said that when Azhi grows up, he will come to pick up Azhi, but they are actually deceiving Azhi, right?” As he said that, the tears on the little man’s face fell down.

Yan Yuan’s hand froze in the air, her heart twisted like a knife: “No…”

Azhi choked with grievance: “Azhi dreams of his father every night, and every time he wants to touch his father, his father disappears immediately. …This time it’s definitely fake, the father doesn’t want Azhi anymore, so he leaves Azhi and doesn’t care, then Azhi doesn’t want to see the father…” Even though he said that, the person stood still. willing to go.

Even in a dream, he wanted to see his father more and stay with his father longer.

Yan Yuan was both sad and funny, co-authoring this little man thinking she was dreaming. He raised his hand and pinched it. The bucket in Ah Zhi’s hand fell to the ground, and the palm of his hand lost its weight. Ah Zhi slowly lowered his head to look.

Yan Yuan opened her arms to hold the little man in front of her into her arms, looked at his green eyes that resembled Xuanlong, and said softly, “Silly Azhi, how did the royal father ever lie to you?”

“You touch the royal father . If you look at the face, you will know the truth.”

The father in the dream would only smile at him from a distance, saying some ethereal words, it is impossible for him to come across. Only then did Azhi gradually realize that he might not be dreaming.

But isn’t the father dead? They all said that the father was dead, and that he was a wild child with no father or mother.

A Zhi slowly raised his little hand and touched Yan Yuan’s cheek, for fear that the dream would be shattered in an instant. After feeling the real, warm touch, a sourness rushed up from his nose, tears filled his eyes instantly, and he called softly.

“Imperial Father…”

Since Azhi was born, she has never left Yan Yuan’s side. After being separated for so long, Yan Yuan’s heart was full of mixed feelings, and she was extremely reluctant to part with her.

Yan Yuan’s eyes were flushed, she wiped away the tears on Azhi’s face with her fingertips, and said with a smile, “You are the treasure of your father and mother, how could your father not want you.”

“Don’t listen to other people’s nonsense.”

Azhi No longer speaking, he suddenly threw himself into Yan Yuan’s arms, tightly wrapping his small arms around Yan Yuan’s neck, and called out to the emperor in a dull voice.

Yan Yuan raised her hand to cover his back and patted him. Azhi cried out of control as if he had been touched by a certain mechanism. The voice grew from small to large with Yan Yuan’s comfort.

“Father… Father…”

“Azhi really misses you…”

“Azhi thought you really didn’t want me… woo woo woo woo…”

Yan Yuan knew that he was sad and that he needed to vent, so she hugged him and let him cry, patted his back one after another, and the warm tears soaked his shoulders. Long knew that he had made their child so sad, and he must have hated him more.

Yan Yuan sighed in her heart, and said, “Azhi stop crying, the royal father will buy you candied haws and apologize to you, okay?”

Azhi slightly loosened the hand around Yanyuan’s neck, the red Looking at him, she said seriously, “Azhi doesn’t want candied haws, as long as the father comes back, that’s enough.”

Yan Yuan smiled and scratched his small nose: “How can Azhi be so generous?” your mother.

Azhi put her face on Yan Yuan’s shoulder and said softly, “Because the father treats Azhi the best.”

Yan Yuan: “Aunt Hua treats you well?”

Azhi shook her head and explained in a low voice, “Aunt Hua Treat Azhi well, but the royal father is the best and the most important.”

Yan Yuan caressed the back of Azhi’s head with her palm, her eyes dimmed for some unknown reason: “Royal father is not as good as you think… …Your mother is the one who treats you best. When he gave birth to you, he suffered a lot and suffered a lot. When you see him in the future, you must treat him kindly and don’t make him sad, you know? Azhi nodded obediently, indicating that he remembered it, and then asked expectantly, ”

Has the father and the emperor retrieved my mother?…When will Azhi see my mother.”

“…Quick ”

Soon, you will be able to see him.”

“He must also want to see you.” Yan Yuan said with a smile.

The whereabouts of the last ray of soul ashes scattered in the world has already been settled. He just stepped into the Huashan Soul Gathering Box and had a reaction, proving that Xuanlong is here.

After collecting the last ray of soul consciousness, he will be able to bring Xuanlong back to Jiuzhongtian. At that time, he will ask his mother to cast a spell to reshape his body, and Xuanlong will be able to live again.

“Azhi has to fill the water tank quickly, and Aunt Hua will be back soon.” The little man in his arms suddenly let go of Yan Yuan and was about to lift the water bucket on the ground.

Yan Yuan frowned and clasped Azhi’s small body, heartbroken: “Why do you want to do this?”

Azhi paused: “Aunt Hua goes to the deep mountains every morning to collect elixir in exchange for demon coins. It’s very hard to feed Azhi and Sister Ying’er, and they have to cook and do laundry when they come back at night. Azhi doesn’t want to make Aunt Hua so tired.”

“…If she sees Azhi working, she will be angry, so You have to do everything you can before Aunt Hua comes back.”

A little demon with low cultivation like Hua Niang has a hard time everywhere. For the big demon with strong spiritual power, cooking and laundry are just a matter of finger-pointing, but it is not easy for Hua Niang. She has to do one thing at a time like the human race, which is naturally very tiring. .

When Yan Yuan died, she left a lot of money for Hua Niang, but the currency of the human race was not compatible with the currency of the demon race. She took the children back to Huashan, and the gold and silver treasures were useless.

“I’m sorry, it’s my father who didn’t think carefully… I made you suffer.”

Azhi raised her little hand and touched Yanyuan’s cheek, her ice-green eyes were as clear as water: “Azhi is not bitter, but sometimes I miss my father very much. Emperor.”

“It’s Aunt Hua who has worked hard.”

“Good Azhi.” Yan Yuan gently hugged the little man into her arms, the tip of her nose was filled with a faint cold fragrance, and he had the blood of Xuanlong flowing on his body, with Hexuan Dragons smell the same.

Yan Yuan took a few sips before picking up the little man and walking into the house, ready to take a look at the environment inside the house.

The furnishings in the house are simple, and every piece of furniture shows a sense of gray age, but it is very clean. There is a square table in the center of the house, wooden stools are arranged under the table, and the tabletop is covered with a pale pink tablecloth, which adds a lot of warmth to the house, in the style of a flower girl.

The outer room is the stove and dining room, and the inner room is the bedroom. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Usually at this time, Azhi and Ying’er should go to the Fairy Academy. Today is off. Hua Niang went out to collect elixir as usual, and Ying’er went with her. Azhi wanted to stay at home and do some housework for Hua Niang, so she deliberately pretended to sleep. Did not go.

Yan Yuan walked around the house with Azhi in her arms, listening to him talk about what she had experienced in the past month, her heart was as soft as water, she saw a water tank placed next to the stove, she raised her sleeve and waved, and the water tank was immediately full .

Seeing this, Ah Zhi wondered: “Royal father…Aren’t you a mortal?”

Yan Yuan smiled lightly, and said little: “It used to be, but it is not now.”

His mother is the powerful Xuanlong, the royal father. Suddenly there is spiritual power, which is not particularly unusual for Azhi, he paused for a while and whispered: “…Azhi studied magic at the Fairy Academy, and has yet to learn how to control the spiritual power, the master and his colleagues said Azhi is an idiot.”

Seeing the desolate appearance of the villain, and not knowing how much grievance she had secretly swallowed, Yan Yuan pressed her heart and touched his little dragon’s horn.

“How stupid is Azhi, you were born a dragon and a phoenix, and you can recite three thousand ancient poems at the age of three. It must be those demons who have cultivated the heart and the core of your spiritual core. They can’t teach them. The emperor will teach you personally.”

“When your mother comes back…he will teach you too.”

[End of This Chapter]