Binding the Dragon for the Empress

Xuanlong's back disappeared from sight, and a silver-clothed general appeared beside Yan Yuan.The jade steps are connected to the sky, except for the clouds, it is clearly invisible, Yan Yuan is still watching, he asked the people around him.

"what did he say?"

"He said he was very happy." Bei Chi told him using sound transmission.

Yan Yuan didn't make a sound for a long time, just when Bei Chi thought he would not speak again, Yan Yuan murmured to that side, "As long as he's happy...he's happy."

"He's happy...I'm happy too."

Isn't this the best ending?

Yan Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood without warning, his body trembled slightly, and he habitually covered his lips with the back of his hand, trying his best to suppress his cough, but he couldn't control it at all.

Just like his love for Xuanlong and his hatred for himself, he couldn't control it.

Beads of blood fell on the jade floor in clusters, Yan Yuan's hands were stained red from the blood dripping from her mouth, and even the pale eyebrows and eyes were splashed with little blood.

"Dijun!" Bei Chi supported his crumbling body.

The wound in front of her body spanning from the chest to the abdomen was obviously split open, and large clusters of bright red seeped out from the front of the white skirt, Yan Yuan felt very painful and very happy.

When Xuanlong was pregnant, he was imprisoned and tortured by himself. He was beaten with a whip and pinched his fingers with a scorpion...it must have been much more painful than him.

The more painful the body, the happier Yan Yuan felt in her heart.

"It's nothing..." Relieved, Yan Yuan lightly pushed away the support of the divine soldier, and walked forward in a vain manner.

"He said he wanted to see Ah Zhi, so I sent Ah Zhi to see him..."

"Dijun, go back to the palace." Bei Chi stepped in front of Yan Yuan, worried.

"On the fifteenth day of next month, you are going to marry a new queen. If the demons refuse to hand over, there will be a great battle between the gods and demons. You need to cultivate your body well."

"Your injury..."

Yan Yuan was confused when she heard that, "When did I say I was going to marry a new queen?"

Bei Chi was silent for a moment: "Shenjun Yiling has been preparing for the big wedding recently."

Yan Yuan slowly raised her long eyebrows, after he came back from Nuwa's Realm, he handed over the six Heavenly Fruits to Yi Ling and fell into a coma. He didn't wake up until last night, and no one told him about it.

"Go to the Palace of Sending Clouds."

There were divine soldiers holding hands outside the hall, Yan Yuan ordered them to retreat, and went straight to the gate of the hall.

Behind the platinum desk, God Lord Yiling was wearing a light blue robe, with half a bunch of long hair hanging down in front of him. With his left hand resting on his forehead, he was reading an ancient cowhide book in his right hand. I don't know what he saw. His face was dignified, and his two long eyebrows, which were similar to those of Yan Yuan, were tightly frowned.

Hearing the movement, Shenjun Yiling raised his head to look at the person coming, and removed the book in his hand: "...Yuer?"

"Why are you up?" His eyes moved down from Yan Yuan's pale face, and touched the scarlet blobs on his white clothes. His long eyebrows that had just been stretched instantly frowned, and he whispered, "Nonsense."

Ye Ling dodged in front of Yan Yuan, raised her hand to peel off his clothes to check the injury, Yan Yuan clasped his slender wrist, making a very hoarse voice.

"Mother."

Yi Ling sensed something was wrong, and looked up at him.

"I just ended the contract with Abo."

Yan Yuan lowered her eyelids, blocking her emotions, but the sadness permeating his body was clearly revealed.The two people who were originally in love will miss forever because of the miss in the first life, and the way of heaven is not lenient, how can they not feel pain...

Yiling lost his mind: "It's so fast."

"I set him free."

"I also want to set myself free."

"Mother, I won't marry a new queen, I can't do it." Yan Yuan raised her eyelids, revealing a pair of red peach eyes.

Yi Ling immediately understood Yan Yuan's intention.

He knew that Yan Yuan was in enough pain, so he didn't get angry about it, and looked at the other party peacefully.

"Before going to the mortal world to collect souls, we agreed that after you rescue Xuanlong, you will marry Immortal Zhiyu."

Yan Yuan really thought so at the beginning, as long as Xuanlong can come back, he is willing to ask him to do anything.But when Xuanlong really appeared in front of him alive, he found that he couldn't go against his heart at all.

Even if he is no longer qualified to be with Xuanlong now...

"I thought I could do it, but letting him go is the limit of what I can do... I can't fall in love with anyone anymore."

"Queen Mother, you love Royal Father deeply, you understand me, right?"

"If one day the emperor is gone, will you form a contract with someone else?"

"Of course not." Yi Ling frowned. "How can you compare those two things."

Yan Yuan was silent for a long time.

"To me, it's all the same."

"How can it be the same?" There was anger in Yiling's eyes, "Before you went to the mortal world to collect your soul, I watched the sky at night to do astrology and divination for you. , if you don’t marry Immortal Lord Zhiyu, how will you resolve the punishment from heaven?”

"You will die!"

Yan Yuan was unmoved, and smiled lowly with beautiful eyebrows hanging down: "If that's really God's will... then let me fall here."

"I owe Abo too much... I should be punished by the heavens, and I am willing to do so."

Yi Ling loved Yan Yuan since he was a child, and took him to play around, not like a father and son, but like the same age, how could he be willing to beat and scold him, but at this time, he couldn't hold it back, angry from the heart, raised his hand and slapped him .

"Bastard!"

Yan Yuan was beaten to the side of the head, and her white skin quickly turned red, leaving clear fingerprints.He covered his lips and coughed twice, coughing up a lot of blood.

So disregarding his own life, Yi Ling was dizzy by Yan Yuan's anger, and then remembered that his serious injury had not healed, and the numbness in his palm caused his heart to ache, and his momentum weakened.

"Yuan'er...Father didn't do it on purpose."

He muttered, touching Yan Yuan's face with his trembling fingers, "Is it hurting badly...I'll call the Immortal Doctor here."

Yan Yuan let Ye Ling touch her, and said with a smile: "...I'm sorry, my child."

"If anything happens in the future, Ah Zhi will trouble you and the emperor... If he likes to follow A Bo, then ask A Bo to take him with him."

"That is the child he gave birth to desperately. He must be very happy to be able to keep it by his side."