Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 152

[Chapter 152 Can you like me today?]

If Yan Yuan was afraid of being laughed at, she would not have given up the throne of the Heavenly Emperor ten thousand years ago and fell into the mortal world to find Xuanlong.

All the gods in Jiuzhongtian know that the Lord of the Heavens is an infatuated species. For Xuanlong’s sake, he is not even afraid of divine punishment, so his face is nothing to him.

But no matter how shameless he is, no matter how earnest, Xuanlong doesn’t appreciate it, it’s useless.

“Is it just a joke in your eyes…”

“Yes.” Xuanlong slowly but firmly withdrew his wrist that was clenched by Yan Yuan, and entered the door without turning his head.

Yan Yuan couldn’t understand why his love would become a joke in Xuanlong’s eyes? They have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they have been in love for a long time. They have already become the flesh and blood of each other’s hearts. If the flesh and blood between their hearts are plucked out, they will die.

He didn’t believe that Xuanlong would betray him, and he must have done something unforgivable to exchange Xuanlong’s cold eyes. He is going to find out the whole story, and then sincerely repent to Xuanlong, and he will definitely be forgiven by Xuanlong.

He must be just talking to himself… It

must be angry… In

the forbidden area, thousands of miles away, the light of the Zixiao Emperor Star, which is full of cracks, is getting darker and darker. When the light is completely extinguished, it will be the day when the Emperor Star fell. .

Yan Yuan’s divine body coexists with the Emperor Star. Now the Emperor Star’s luck is weak, and it is suppressed by the Lone Star, and the closer it is to the Xuanlong, the greater the influence.

During the day and night, the crack of Emperor Zixiao suddenly deepened, Yan Yuan felt the pain in his heart like a thousand arrows pierced through his heart, he groaned, covered his heart and bent over, the blood gushing out of his mouth condensed into a fine flow to the white jade stone. On the ground, he knelt on his knees, unable to hold back his fainting outside the Xuanlong Hall.

When he regained consciousness, Yan Yuan was already on the bed in the Dongji Temple. He was in a state of confusion. He saw Ye Ling guarding him by the bed. His eyes were red and he said something. .

Yan Yuan stretched her hand out, grabbed the sleeve of the goddess Lingling, and asked angrily, “Mother, tell me why Apo doesn’t want me anymore…”

Yan Yuan couldn’t hear what Ye Ling replied to him, and asked why repeatedly stubbornly, tears running down her silver temples.

I don’t know where Xian’e got the pigment for his hair. After washing it a few times, the color faded, and his silver hair was as dull as withered grass.

“It will get better…”

“It will definitely get better…”

Ye Ling clenched Yan Yuan’s hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corner of Yan Yuan’s eyes, and watched Yan Yuan fall into a drowsy again, those words seemed to comfort Yan Yuan seemed to be comforting herself again.

However, everything didn’t get better.

Yan Jing was unable to find a way to repair the Emperor Star for a long time, and returned several times without success. The medicinal effect of ‘starting over’ was exerted to the extreme. Yan Yuan woke up after ten days of drowsiness and became a veritable fool.

The fool’s joy and anger hang on his face, he laughs when he is happy, weeps when he is sad, and runs to see his lover when he misses him.

Xuanlong was afraid that he would get close to him. The closer he got, the heavier the backlash he suffered. Before he could find a way to repair the emperor star, Yan Yuan would probably die early.

The most vicious words that I have never said in my life, almost all of them have been said to Yan Yuan, Yan Yuan pursed her mouth and cried silently, her black and white eyes looked at Xuanlong, the skin at the end of her eyes was red and she was crying. Hanging in the eyes, the big ones fell down.

When Xuanlong coaxed him, he wouldn’t cry, but Xuanlong never coaxed him, and he slammed the door and shut him out, leaving him there.

Every time he was led back to the palace by the Lord of the Spirits, he would come back the next day and wait outside the Xuanjiang Palace.

This morning, while Ye Ling was not paying attention, he ran over again.

Squatting under the towering god tree outside the hall, his long silver hair and robes were dragged on the ground, holding a tree branch in his hand and drawing circles on the ground boredly, with a brown portable food box beside him.

When he comes, he always brings gifts, which are different every time, sometimes a packet of maltose, sometimes a bunch of candied haws, a bunch of windmills…

They were all sent by the God of Lingling to the mortal world to get them. A little gadget to make Yanyuan happy. A piece of maltose can make Yanyuan drink an extra bowl of porridge. All the numbing medicines are finished.

What Yan Yuan likes, he feels that Xuanlong will like it, so he drank the medicine, secretly hid the candied gourd, and gave it to Xuanlong like a treasure, but Xuanlong didn’t even look at it, and told him to get out.

I gave everything that I could, Yan Yuan didn’t know what else could make Xuanlong happy. He thought hard before going to bed last night, and it was only when he broke his head that he remembered that Xuanlong seemed to like eating fish soup. The memory barely made a copy.

Originally, when he came here, he went to knock on the door directly. Xuanlong thought he was noisy, so he stopped knocking and waited outside quietly. When the hour passed, Xuanlong would definitely come out.

As a general, I go to the shrine field to inspect every day.

When Xuan Long woke up in the morning, A Zhi who was beside him was still sleeping soundly. He sensed the familiar aura outside. He stopped when he lifted the quilt, and used sound transmission to call Lian Bi to come in, through the Luo tent.

“He’s here again…”

“General, do you want Lian Bi to drive him away?”

“No need… let him go.”

Although Yan Yuan was stupid now, her temper was as stubborn as ever, and Lian Bi couldn’t drive him away. Go, when the trouble arises, it will be another storm, and it will be a waste of energy.

After waiting for a long time, he will leave on his own.

Xuanlong used the invisibility technique when he went out. Yan Yuan was very weak now. When Xuanlong walked in front of him, he couldn’t find it. He squatted on the ground with a tree branch and doodled. It was obvious that he really wanted to knock on the door, but he still held back.

Xuanlong bent over slowly, his fingertips touched Yan Yuan’s face, the wind blew, and the silver-white hair was wrapped around Xuanlong’s fingers, Yan Yuan suddenly froze, the tree branch in his hand fell to the ground, and his fingers clung to the clothes in his heart , frowned and coughed in pain.

Divine Lord Drifting Ling coaxed Yan Yuan to take medicine every day, but Emperor Xing was seriously damaged, and Zailing’s medicine could not stop his divine body from weakening day by day. Once he coughed, he would cough up a lot of blood, and his face paled visibly to the naked eye. His eyes were empty, and after coughing, he wiped it with his white sleeve, and the corners of his mouth were red, and his body was covered in blood.

Xuanlong thought that he would always leave like this, but who knew that after he had calmed down, he sat up on his knees, pinched his sleeves to wipe the blood on the white jade brick floor, as if he was completing some important ceremony.

A white light flashed in the air, and the Spiritual Lord appeared beside Yan Yuan. His eyes swept in the direction of Xuanlong, and he bent over to grab Yan Yuan’s arm.

“Yuan’er, get up and go back with your father.”

Yan Yuan raised her head with red eyes: “I dirty Apo’s yard… He will hate me even more.”

“No.” Ye Ling waved her sleeves, The ground was spotless. “Father cleaned up for you, he won’t know, let’s go, go back to breakfast with father.”

“But I want to see him…” Yan Yuan muttered, looking in the direction of the palace gate.

Xuanlong didn’t hear the words after that. Since the Lord of the Spirits is here, he doesn’t have to worry about Yan Yuan waiting there stupidly.

Before going out, she had specially told Lianbi that when sending Azhi to school, don’t go through the main entrance, and she would not meet Yanyuan.

At sunset, the person squatting under the sacred tree unconsciously fell asleep while sitting under the tree holding the food box. The clothes were still stained with blood and dirty. They were not honorable or decent at all.

Xuanlong returned from the school grounds, and what he saw was this scene.

He seemed to be a little cold, his bare feet tucked under his robe, his toes exposed, his eyebrows twitched, obviously not sleeping well.

Xuanlong did not expect that Yan Yuan had not left yet.

While hesitating about whether to drive him away or enter the hall directly, the man woke up drowsily.

“Apo…”

It’s too late to leave.

“Apo!”

Yan Yuan climbed up from under the tree, it seemed that she had been sitting for too long, her feet were numb, and she limped when she ran over, which was a bit funny.

He held up the food box in both hands and handed it to Xuanlong, smiling.

“I made something delicious for you today, it’s very delicious… Really!” In the

morning, Yan Yuan only saw Yan Yuan coughing up blood. At this time, she concentrated on Yan Yuan’s hand, only to realize that there were deep visible bones in his phalanx. stab wounds, and scalded blood blisters.

Jianmei frowned and said dumbly.

“What is it.”

“It’s fish soup, don’t you like fish soup the most?” Yan Yuan saw Xuanlong’s delay in picking up, and handed it to him. “Apo, take it, if you eat fish soup, don’t hate me, okay?”

“…”

“Apo… okay…”

Xuanlong raised his hand and reached for Yanyuan’s hand .

Yan Yuan’s eyes lit up, her hands clenched tightly, thinking that Xuanlong was about to take it, but the next breath, the food box in his hand was swept to the ground by Xuanlong.

The food box was smashed in half, the jade cup inside was poured out, and the fish soup was spilled on the ground.

“I hate eating fish soup the most, don’t waste your energy.”

Yan Yuan stared at the scraps on the ground for a long time, but she didn’t expect the same result today as in the past. He clearly remembered that Xuanlong liked fish soup.

“Then what do you like…”

Xuanlong said in a low voice, “I like you…”

Yan Yuan’s breathing was stagnant, and before she had time to be surprised, she fell into hell.

“I like you and don’t appear in front of me, when will the emperor be able to understand people’s words.” Xuanlong bypassed him and walked towards the temple gate.

Yan Yuan stopped in place, with water droplets in her eyes: “I can understand…”

When he returned to the Dongji Hall, the Lord of the Spirit was sitting at the dining table waiting for him, and the delicious food was placed on the table.

“Yuan’er, you’re back? I’ve been hungry for a day, come and eat.”

Yan Yuan walked over the dining table to the inner hall, looking like she had lost her soul, and her whole body was as pale as paper.

“Mother, I want to go to bed.”

Yan Yuan closed her eyes when she touched the bed, and the Goddess Drifting Spirit brought a small bowl of chicken porridge on a tray, as well as the medicine that should be taken today, and sat down beside the bed.

“Empress mother, Apo still hates me. He knocked over the fish soup I made. I clearly remember that he likes to eat fish soup. Maybe he just hates the fish soup I made.” Yan Yuan closed her eyes and said softly. Say.

Ling Ling Shenjun was speechless for a long time, and then said, “Eat something first, drink the medicine.”

“I don’t want to drink the medicine, it’s too bitter…” Yan Yuan opened her eyes, and the tears couldn’t help at this time. under the corner of the eye.

“There is also candied gourd today.” The Spirit Lord opened his hand, and a brown candied gourd appeared in the palm of his hand.

Yan Yuan didn’t even look at it, it seemed that she was really sad.

Eiling Divine Monarch : “…You promised me that if he still treats you like that today, you will never go to him again.”

That’s why Eiling will allow Yan Yuan to wait there for a day.

“But when I think about not being able to see him again, I feel so uncomfortable…” Yan Yuan buried her face in the quilt and her body trembled.

The Spiritual Lord had no way to hold him, so he put his palm on Yan Yuan’s back and said, “That Yuaner remember… Next time you go out, don’t forget to put on your shoes.” Before going to

bed, the Spiritual Lord took care of Yan Yuan’s When the wound on her hand, she heard Yan Yuan whisper.

“Mother, I like him for 30 days. If he still doesn’t like me after 30 days, then I don’t like him anymore.”

“Okay…”

That is to deceive Yan Yuan herself.

During the 30 days, Yan Yuan went to Xuanlong to find him every day, and the result was the same. After 30 days, he told himself that he would like Xuanlong again for 30 days.

He had a lot of 30 days anyway.

But in fact, three years, but at the click of a finger.

His obsession with Xuanlong was too deep, and the backlash he suffered was even greater. In three years, he went from seeing Xuanlong every day at first to every two or three days.

Because his body no longer allows him to do that, in order to prevent excessive consumption of the primordial spirit, the spirit will spontaneously fall into a drowsiness, often sleeping for several days.

If it goes on like this, not to mention a hundred years, he may not even be able to last ten years.

This afternoon, Yan Yuan woke up from her sleep and went to the school grounds to find Xuanlong who was training.

When he went out, he forgot to put on his shoes. He wore a black robe that he could easily touch over his thin white robe, which made his face as white as snow. He was clearly full of dead energy. When he saw Xuanlong, his eyes smiled. But it is as fresh as a fish in the water.

“Apo, the irises by the Zijue Lake are blooming… I picked one for you… You picked up the flowers, today, can you try to like me?” Yan Yuan cramped her right hand behind her back. It was exposed and handed to Xuanlong, with a blue iris twisted between his fingers.

“…Okay.”

Anyone with discernment could see that Yan Yuan’s time was running out.

If he was destined to die, Xuanlong wished him to be happy before he left.

[End of This Chapter]