Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 125

[Chapter 125 How to be safe]

Dongji Hall is the palace of the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Empress. After Yan Yuan and Xuanlong got married, they lived here until Xuanlong died in the battle between gods and demons.

Xuanjiang Hall was the residence of Xuanlong when he was a general.

Lian Bi was stopped by the two tall soldiers guarding the gate with long spears as soon as she arrived outside the Dongji Hall. She took out the book of Heli, photographed one of the soldiers on the chest, and said angrily: “No, this is a gift from my general. The general said the Heavenly Emperor’s Heli book, telling the Heavenly Emperor not to bother him again in the future, and the general never wants to see him again…”

Lian Bi deliberately said loudly, the people inside should have heard it, and suddenly there was a muffled cough. Voice.

Shenbing’s face sank and told her not to make a fuss, Lianbi explained Xuanlong’s words without showing weakness, and returned to the palace to resume her life.

In the past, when Tiandi and Tianhou had a good relationship, Lian Bi and Yan Yuan’s two confidants were also good. Now that the masters are gone, she has no good feelings for them.

The two divine soldiers looked at each other, and both saw worry in each other’s eyes, and the brow of the divine soldier holding the Heli book was clenched tightly:

“What should I do?”

“The emperor was seriously injured and was in a coma for a month, and he only woke up last night. , tell him at this time that I’m afraid…” The soldier on the left hesitated.

“Sooner or later.” The magic soldier on the right interrupted in a low voice.

The door of the hall was gently pushed open, and the divine soldier turned away from his spear. He walked to the hall and knelt down on one knee. He lowered his eyes and clasped his fists and said, “The emperor… General Xuanlong is awake.”

The man behind the platinum table was covered in black hair. Wearing obscene clothes, his beautiful face became paler and paler. There was rice paper in front of him, and he was drawing something on the paper intermittently. He covered his lips with his right hand and coughed from time to time. I don’t know what to do, the back of my hand wiped the corner of my mouth at will, leaving a thick red.

After returning from Nuwa’s realm, Yan Yuan couldn’t hear her, and she was so absorbed in her painting that she didn’t notice anyone breaking in.

The people around Yan Yuan didn’t quite accept this fact, so everyone was deliberately forgetting it, and even Shenbing didn’t get a reply for a long time before thinking of this worrying matter.

He repeated what he just said with the sound transmission technique.

The sound transmission technique goes straight to the opponent’s brain, and does not require hearing. Yan Yuan raised her head as expected. After a few coughs, her eyes revealed joy: “…He’s awake?”

Yan Yuan’s mouth opened wide after receiving the affirmative answer from the magic weapon. Smile: “It’s good to wake up… It’s good to wake up.”

“General Xuanlong… sent He Li Shu.” The magic soldier told him the heavy facts.

Yan Yuan didn’t have time to rejoice for too long, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth, she suddenly lost her soul, and even lowered her voice: “Really.”

“He wants to leave with me…”

The wolf in her hand fell on the drawing paper, After rolling a few laps, the thick ink stained the heroic eyebrows of the man, Yan Yuan hurriedly took the pen away, but it was too late.

Just like what happened, no matter how much I regret it, it’s too late…

Gently lifting the scroll, her blood-soaked fingertips stroked the man’s blurred face, Yan Yuan laughed madly, smiling, tears welling in her eyes ”

…He doesn’t want to want me after all.”

Shenbing raised his head and said worriedly, “Emperor…you’re seriously injured, so you should rest in bed.

” Do you believe in fate…”

“I believe.” Shenbing replied.

“Being a god starts from the heavens, and you should follow the way of heaven.”

“Really…” Yan Yuan stared at the person in the painting and was fascinated. Just when the magic weapon was thinking about what to say, Yan Yuan put down Scroll, look at him.

“Where’s Helishu… Show me.”

With a flick of his fingertips, the copy of Helishu appeared in front of Yan Yuan and fell from the air.

Yan Yuan raised her hand to catch it, unfolded the rice paper, saw the familiar handwriting on it, her vision quickly became blurred, and she read it word by word.

“Fifty thousand years…the fate of this life is exhausted, I hope you will be safe forever, and from now on, one will be separated and two will be wide, and neither will owe each other…”

“Eternal peace…how to be safe…”

How could he be able to lose Xuanlong? well.

[End of This Chapter]