Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 139

[Chapter 139 is all for you]

“Mother…Mother.” The little dumpling on the bed frowned, and tears kept streaming from the corners of his closed eyes, apparently falling into a nightmare.

Seeing that he was so sad, Azhi couldn’t help but clenched his heart. He stretched out his little hand to wipe his younger brother’s tears, but the sleepy little dumpling suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

“Mother!!”

“You…are you awake?” A Zhi was startled and stared at him. “My father asked me to take care of you…” I

couldn’t see it when I fell asleep, but only now did I realize that my younger brother had two blood-red pupils, and he was so coquettishly beautiful. It’s just that those beautiful eyes were full of sadness at this time, and tears poured down like an endless stream.

He looked around, but didn’t notice the person he was looking for. He jumped out of the bed and had to run out. The edge of the bed was too high for a four-year-old child. Ah Zhi panicked to help him, but before he could touch his arm, he got up on his own, sloping his feet and ran to the door, murmuring to his mother.

Azhi chased out and ran all the way down the steps of the palace, seeing him looking around like a headless fly. After a long time, Xu knew that his mother could not be here, so he gradually stopped.

This is the East Pole Palace. Apart from the palace behind him and the jade bricks at his feet, there is an endless sea of clouds left in front of him. It is impossible for his mother to be here in person.

Azhi walked to the side of the little dumpling who was slightly shorter than himself, and asked, “Where has your mother gone?…” The

little dumpling did not answer, but stared blankly at the sea of clouds in the distance, tears flowing silently. .

In the past, Azhi also didn’t have a mother, and even lost his father and emperor for a long time. He knew what it was like to miss, and he was more able to empathize with it.

“Don’t worry… No matter where your mother goes, I will accompany you to find him. Until you find him, I will always accompany you.” Azhi said, and led a small dumpling. hand.

The little dumpling turned to look at him, and met a sincere little face.

In the long years to come, it was the little warmth left that supported him to live and be happy in this world, until one day, his warmth no longer belonged to him…

After the fairy feast was over, Yan Yuan ordered someone to summon him. Xianjun Zhiyu came to see himself alone.

Returning from Shennanling, he did not hear the Lord of Lingling say that Ning Zhiyu had ascended again. He saw Ning Zhiyu at the banquet. Although it was unexpected, it was not surprising.

Ten thousand years ago, Immortal Zhiyu died for him, and fell into the mortal world one step before him. Now it is normal to return. Yan Yuan’s heart is calm, and she is only happy for Ah Lie. That child finally has a mother.

After the god attendant outside the hall passed the message, the door was pushed open, and the immortal prince in white came in. He stopped ten feet away from Yan Yuan and knelt on the ground: “See the emperor.”

Yan Yuan: “Don’t be too polite, just get up. ”

Thank you, Emperor.” Immortal Zhiyu got up unhurriedly.

Yan Yuan looked at him after sitting on the silver table, and felt that the appearance of the immortal in front of him was no different from the mortal Ning Zhiyu, but it seemed to be different elsewhere.

Ning Zhiyu looked at him as gentle as water, with a smile on his face, while Immortal Zhiyu was clear and cold, with an indifferent expression.

It was the same person on the left and right, Yan Yuan didn’t get into it: “Since you’re back, take A Lie back to your side.”

Immortal Monarch in white was slightly startled, clasped his hands in front of him, lowered his eyes and asked, “What does the emperor mean? Only

then did Yan Yuan realize something was wrong, and frowned, “You don’t remember?” The

white-robed fairy raised her head and met Yan Yuan’s eyes: “I dare to ask the emperor, what should Xiaoxian remember?”

Yan Yuan frowned deeply . : “Mortal things.”

Bai Yi Xianjun’s brows showed a bit of confusion, and he shook his head.

Yan Yuan sighed when she saw that he didn’t look fake.

“Forget it, back off.”

It stands to reason that people who ascend will not forget their past events unless someone intervenes. The reason is not difficult to guess, and Yan Yuan quickly came to a conclusion.

“Yes.” Immortal Jun Zhiyu was summoned in confusion, and then retired in confusion. The emperor’s heart is unfathomable, and he can’t understand it if he wants to understand it.

He turned around and was about to go out, when he heard a faint question from the person behind him.

“You know about the grand ceremony of conferring queens on the fifteenth of next month.”

Xianjun Zhiyu paused, and the back of his ears was stained with a little redness: “Xiaoxian heard it mentioned by the gods.”

He said ten thousand years ago He had a deep-rooted love for the emperor and was willing to die for him. Now that he has returned, he is willing to become a fairy couple with him and be his queen.

Yan Yuan: “I already have a sweetheart, and I can’t hold anyone else in my eyes.”

“You and I are indeed destined for heaven, but 50,000 years ago, my heart belonged to me. I became a fairy companion with him, and he desperately died. I can’t bear him to have children for me.”

“I married you, just to comply with the will of heaven and avoid the punishment of heaven. If you are smart, you should be unwilling.”

Immortal Zhiyu was silent for a long time: “Xiaoxian is willing to ”

Yan Yuan didn’t want him to answer like that.

“It is a blessing for Xiaoxian to be able to help the emperor avoid the punishment of heaven.” Immortal Zhiyu whispered.

Yan Yuan was dumbfounded for a while, and when he opened his mouth to say something, Immortal Zhiyu had already stepped out.

The heavens are divided into day and night like the mortal world. At this time, it was already dark. Ah Lie cried all day, and fell asleep in the side hall early. In his dream, he was chasing after his mother in a daze, and it was obvious that she was smiling at him tenderly not far from him, but he couldn’t catch up, his eyes were red with anxiety.

When Immortal Zhiyu walked out of the Dongji Hall, Ah Lie seemed to be aware of something, and suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the quilt and ran out.

There was a bright moon hanging in the dark night, and under the bright moonlight, a thin figure was slowly walking down the Yuyu steps in front of Dongji Hall. Ah Lie murmured and ran over, but before he got close, the man turned to look at him hesitantly.

“Devil?…”

The closer he got, the more certain Ah Lie was sure that this was his mother, the familiar aura on her, and he couldn’t possibly make a mistake. The only thing he wasn’t sure about was whether he had woken up from the dream.

“Mother…” The closer he got, the more cautious he became. He fixedly looked at her, for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye. The moist moisture in his eyes made him unable to see her face clearly. He couldn’t see the hatred flashing in the eyes of the person in front of him.

Before Ah Lie could react, the other party suddenly raised his hand and hit him. Ah Lie was unprepared, his young body was knocked out by powerful mana, and the back of his head slammed into the towering dragon jade pillar, and fell heavily. fall to the ground.

He was trembling and coughing up blood, not knowing what he had done wrong, his mother wanted to punish him like this. But it doesn’t matter, as long as the mother comes back, as long as the mother still wants him, it doesn’t matter.

He stretched out his hand and reached for the pair of white boots that were not stained with fine dust that were parked in front of him, blood mixed with tears, and smashed on the white jade brick below him: “Mother… They said… Father is dead… Ah Lie… there is no father and king…”

Before his dirty little hands touched the white boots, Xianjun Zhiyu took a step back and scolded coldly: “Bold monsters, dare to trespass the heavens.” In the palm of his hand, he hit the little monster’s Tianling Gai with one palm.

Ah Lie groaned, and his little hands fell to the ground. With this palm down, he couldn’t move much, but he was still murmuring silently from his bleeding mouth.

“Mother…Mother…” The

heavenly realm is so heavily guarded that it is possible to mix in with monsters. Such a major event must be reported to the emperor for a strict investigation. Fortunately, this monster is still young, so it will not cause a major disaster.

Gods and demons are at odds with each other. How many gods and soldiers have been lost in the hands of the demons for thousands of years. Xianjun Zhiyu died in the hands of the demons thousands of years ago. Naturally, he hated the monsters deeply. Ten percent of the mana, giving this little monster the final blow.

“Stop!”

Between the electric light and flint, Yan Yuan blocked the palm in front of A Lie and said with a condensed expression, “Do you know what you are doing?!”

In the eyes of Immortal Zhiyu, what Yan Yuan did at this time What happened was unbelievable. He knelt down on one knee: ”

If you return to the emperor, Xiaoxian is exterminating demons.” , if you told him that he and Mozun had given birth to a little monster, he would definitely not be able to accept it. “Forget it, let’s go and invite a medical immortal.”

Immortal Zhiyu got up and saw Yan Yuan hugging the little monster on the ground. The little monster clearly couldn’t open his eyes, and still stubbornly looked at himself like this, murmuring incomprehensible words, and his half-closed red pupils were filled with indescribable sadness, making his heart feel as if a blunt object had struck him. It hurts a bit.

Immortal Zhiyu frowned, obeying Yan Yuan’s words and leaving.

In Ah Lie’s eyes, the figure of the mother’s back was getting smaller and smaller, and he cried sadly, but no matter how hard he tried, the only words he said were breathless.

“Mother…”

“Cough…cough…don’t want ah…”

“Mother…Kin…”

After that day, the inactive little dumpling became more and more silent, he knew that mother still Live, but don’t want him anymore.

I used to hate him and hate him, but now I don’t want him anymore.

The medical immortal invited by Immortal Zhiyu didn’t come in handy. The gods and demons had different paths, and the medical methods were not the same. Ah Lie lay in bed for ten days, and his injuries gradually recovered by his innate self-healing ability.

Yan Yuan took advantage of his coma and removed his demonic bone, which was a bloody bone born in the spine, about an inch long, controlling the demon’s mind. Although removing the devil’s bones can’t completely wash away Ah Lie’s devilish nature, but in the realm of the gods, he is soaked in immortal energy.

By then, he was truly new.

The devilish energy is inherently turbid, and the innate monsters are soaked by the fairy energy. It is unavoidable to feel uncomfortable at first. In just ten days in the heavens, Ah Lie lost a circle, and the small round face that was still a little baby fat became a melon face, and his face was pale. like paper.

He sits on the threshold of Dongji Hall all day and looks at the boundless sea of clouds. Occasionally, immortals dressed in white and similar in shape to Immortal Zhiyu pass by. She called her mother softly, but she wouldn’t catch up.

Because he knew that it was useless to catch up. If you don’t want him, you don’t want him, and it won’t change just because he’s crying and begging.

Yan Yuan originally suspected that the goddess Lingling had done the tricks and washed away the memory of Xianjun Zhiyu, in order to make him willing to be a queen. After checking, I learned that this is not the case. The reason why Xianjun Zhiyu has forgotten his past is because he does not want to remember those unbearable pasts in his own consciousness.

Since he wanted to start all over again, others were not qualified to make decisions for him and forcibly awaken his memory.

“Alie, look, this is a pinwheel bought by the mortal world, isn’t it beautiful?”

Alie heard the sound and looked at the little dragon man with ice-green pupils sitting on the door rail beside him, holding a colorful The windmill smiled at him, the breeze blew, and the windmill turned.

When his father took him to play in the mortal world, he bought him such a pinwheel, three or four at a time, held it in his hand majestically, and rode it on his father’s neck.

I wanted to make my brother happy, but I didn’t want to make people cry, so Azhi frantically wiped his tears: “Don’t… don’t cry, I’ll give you what you like, I still have a lot of fun things, All for you.”

[End of This Chapter]