Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The memory of broken soul consciousness is incomplete. Every strand of soul consciousness has its own joys and sorrows. It will wander repeatedly in places with obsessions, doing what it likes to do most in life, or falling into the most feared nightmare in life. , unable to extricate themselves.

The Xuanlong in front of him is just the ashes of a small memory, and his personality is not complete. He is obviously more dull than before, or he was carved too carefully. He heard Yan Yuan's hoarse and trembling call, and he realized it later. He raised his head and looked at the person who came, with a slightly dazed and helpless look on his face.

"Ayuan..."

The man in black sat there holding the wooden figure without moving. His obsession was related to the wooden figure, so he only knew to keep carving the wooden figure. The rest of the things were very vague to him.

Every step Yan Yuan took towards Xuanlong was like stepping on the tip of a knife. The pain spread from her heart to her whole body, and she tried her best not to let tears flow down. He didn't want to scare this half of her soul consciousness.

Slowly squatting down in front of Xuanlong, Yan Yuan raised her head and smiled at him, her scarlet eyes were full of tenderness: "What are you doing?..."

The man was stopped by the question for a while, and looked down at the wooden man and carving knife in his hand in confusion. He just remembered what he was doing, and replied seriously: "Carving wooden man."

The soreness in Yan Yuan's nose was unbearable, her voice became hoarse, and she asked with a smile, "What is the woodcarver doing?"

If it is in a normal state, Xuanlong must be ashamed to show Yan Yuan the unfinished crude wooden man, but the half wisp of soul consciousness in this state does not have so many twists and turns, compared with the complete Xuanlong , he is simpler and more honest, and he will say it outright if he keeps silent on weekdays.

It's just that my brain is not very good, and it takes a lot of effort to think about everything.Fortunately, Yan Yuan was more patient than ever, waiting for him to come up with a promise, and listening to his stumbling opening.

"...Send Ayuan."

Yan Yuan couldn't help raising her hand to hold Xuanlong's hand on her knee, because it was within Xuanlong's soul consciousness, it felt like a real person to the touch.

He lowered his eyes and saw that the man's hands were covered with fine wounds, old wounds added new wounds, as if they were carved in Yan Yuan's heart, he couldn't help it anymore, shed tears, and asked in a hissed voice.

"What are you doing with A Yuanmu?"

"He didn't treat you well..."

Xuanlong didn't answer, he raised his hand and gently touched Yan Yuan's face, wiped away the tears on his face with his fingertips, and said clumsily, "A Yuan...don't cry."

Yan Yuan grabbed Xuanlong's hand and pressed it against her face, and buried her face between his legs, crying so hard that her whole body trembled, all the pain and loneliness she had endured for these days erupted at this moment.

Xuanlong looked at the person lying on his lap crying like a child in bewilderment, and touched the back of his head with his fingertips: "A Yuan...don't cry."

The more gentle he was, the harder Yan Yuan cried, until she couldn't help herself at all.

Until the last moment, this man had never said a word of cruelty to him, how could he be so cruel to him like that?Even if he was blinded by the way of heaven, he shouldn't be cruel to his lover.

This is his Apo...

They agreed that they would spend tens of thousands of years together, and they were all destroyed by him...

He was no match for the way of heaven, unable to protect his lover, and even helped the tyrant to ruin his lover's life by helping the way of heaven with his own hands.

"Apo... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"I'm really, really sorry..."

Xuanlong's fingertips moved gently between Yan Yuan's hair, and he paused when he heard the words, his lowered green eyes appeared blank: "Why, I have to apologize."

Yan Yuan raised her head from between his legs, a pair of beautiful peach eyes swelled into walnuts: "Because... I did something wrong."

At this time, Xuanlong’s memory stays in the short period after entering the palace. In Xuanlong’s heart at this time, Yan Yuan is the person who treats him best in the whole world. No matter how big a mistake Yan Yuan makes, she can be tolerant .

Subconsciously, he trusted Yan Yuan unconditionally, never thinking that Yan Yuan would really harm him.

So without even asking the reason, while wiping his tears with his hand, he said: "Don't be sad, Yuan, I don't blame you."

Yan Yuan showed pain on her face, choked up and said, "But I blame myself..."

"Abo, I blame myself..."

Seeing that he couldn't coax him no matter what, Xuanlong felt a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he put the wooden figure and carving knife in his hand on the table, then leaned down, landed on his knees, and slowly hugged Yan Yuan's body with his arms .

"Don't be afraid...it will pass."

The warmth of the man's palm was conveyed to Yan Yuan's back through the thin fabric, and his deep and gentle voice was like a bay of hot spring water, flowing slowly through Yan Yuan's heart, making him feel even more desolate.

It won't pass, it won't pass.

At this point today, there will be no future between them.

Xuanlong was born with the fate of the lone star of Tiansha, destined to be alone forever, but he did not believe in fate, so if he fell in love with him, he would take Xuanlong as his own and marry Xuanlong as the queen.As the emperor of heaven, he is the fate of the primordial star of Zixiao. Even Xuanlong, the lone star of the gods, can't do anything to him. It stands to reason that the two should be able to love each other forever, but what Yan Yuan never expected was that Xuanlong Will die because his fate is too strong.

The evil consequences that should have been suffered by Yan Yuan were all blocked by Xuanlong. This may be the punishment and warning from Heaven to him.He used to go his own way, thinking that he was the enemy of the Dao of Heaven, but now it seems that he is the Emperor of Heaven, in front of the Dao of Heaven, he is no different from the insignificant dust among all living beings.

The queen mother was right, the closer he was to Xuanlong... the more painful Xuanlong would be.

Because the way of heaven will not make it easier for any of them.

Even if Xuanlong is saved this time, if he continues to linger on Xuanlong in the future, Xuanlong will probably die... If not seeing this dragon will allow him to live smoothly and safely, then he is willing to endure it alone.

Endure the loneliness and pain for thousands of generations in the future, and never see him again.

They have no future.

Yan Yuan thought silently, there is no future, but her body couldn't help enjoying Xuanlong's embrace, she said with a red-eyed smile.

"Well, it will pass."

"I'll take you home."

In Xuanlong's consciousness, this imperial palace is Yan Yuan's home, he murmured and repeated, "Go home?..."

Yan Yuan backed away from the man in her arms, and touched the unmasked half of Xuanlong's handsome face.

"Ah."

"Go back to our home."

Xuanlong stared at him with icy green eyes, and said in a low voice, "Where is it?"

Yan Yuan inevitably felt uneasy in her heart, worried that Xuanlong would not want to go with him, so she smiled as usual.

"Take you there and you will know."

"Would you like to go with me?"

Xuanlong was silent for a moment, then responded: "En."

For him, wherever he goes is the same, where there is Yanyuan, it is home.

With that said, he stood up, took the wooden figure from the table, and handed it to Yan Yuan.

"The wooden man... for you."

"In the future, don't be angry."

Yan Yuan didn't have time to rejoice, so she froze on the spot.

You don't need to ask carefully, you can know the cause and effect from Xuanlong's words.When he was in the mortal world, he loved to be angry with Xuanlong, mostly because Xuanlong refused to give him the inner alchemy, so he became furious and said all kinds of ugly things to him.

When he was in the Heaven Realm, Xuanlong had such a dull temperament, he didn't know how to explain it when he was misunderstood, he would just do things behind his back in an attempt to please him and beg him for forgiveness.

In her previous life, Yan Yuan was soft-hearted, she couldn't see Xuan Long being sad, she always forgave him after a while, but in this life, Yan Yuan was really cruel to the extreme, she threw the wooden figure carved by Xuan Long on the ground, and told him not to leave. Spend time on these useless things.

At that time, the man's expression was probably very disappointed and sad, but he was so angry that he didn't even bother to look at it.

Thinking about it, his vision blurred.

Seeing that Yan Yuan didn't pick up for a long time, Xuanlong took back the wooden figure in his hand in a daze: "Don't you like it?"

"Forget it... I'll carve a better one for you in the future."

Yan Yuan came back to her senses, hurriedly grabbed Xuanlong's hand, and took the wooden figure over.

"like."

"I like everything you give me."

Seeing Yan Yuan's smile, Xuanlong's icy green eyes also burst into a smile, the corners of his lips curled up in a small arc, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were smudged by the candlelight like a dream.he whispered.

"As long as you are happy."

As long as you are happy.

This sentence made Yan Yuan's heart ache again.

"Happy... When I'm with you, I'm happy."

Xuanlong at this stage is easy to deceive, he believes everything Yan Yuan says, not to mention that he is slow-minded and obedient at this time, since he promised to go with Yan Yuan, Yan Yuan doesn't worry about the rest.

With a wave of her sleeve, a small dark gold carved dragon box inlaid with black gemstones appeared on the table. Yan Yuan asked Xuanlong to get in. Xuanlong looked sideways at the table with doubts in his eyes.

"what is this."

Yan Yuan's gaze was reluctant to move away from Xuanlong's face for a moment, he thought how much he would stay in this soul consciousness like this, the Xuanlong in front of him hadn't experienced the humiliation and pain later, and the Xuanlong in front of him would still send him away. He is wooden, smiling at him... I really want to stay here, stay in this palace with Xuanlong and never go anywhere, and live like this for thousands of lives, and he won't feel tired.

It's a pity that it can't. Once the spirit gathering box is activated, the broken souls must be collected within a month, otherwise it will become invalid.

Ah Zhi was still waiting for him to pick him up.

He had to bring Xuanlong back quickly.

This also means that the long-term separation is getting closer.Therefore, he cherishes every opportunity to get along with Xuanlong, and every time he looks at him, he loses one look.

Although he could still see the rest of Xuanlong's soul consciousness in the near future, who knows whether the memory of other soul consciousness is good or bad, whether it is love or hate.

Yan Yuan suppressed the sadness in her heart and tried her best to make herself smile gently and peacefully.

"This is the Soul Gathering Box, which can take you home."

"Soul Gathering Box..." Xuanlong murmured in bewilderment, his only soul consciousness prevented him from thinking too much, and he would never realize that he was actually dead, and now he was just a speck of soul ashes floating in the world.

Yan Yuan: "Yes."

Xuanlong couldn't think of it, so he didn't want to, he was about to turn into a little bit to get in, but paused hesitantly, turned to look at Yan Yuan: "What about you?"

Yan Yuan smiled and her eyes blurred: "You are in the soul-gathering box, and I am carrying the soul-gathering box."

Xuan Long nodded half-understanding: "...OK."

Then it turned into fly ash and got in.