Binding the Dragon for the Empress

That night, the eighteen gods joined forces and tried their best to repair the cracks in the Emperor Star, so as not to cause the Emperor Star to fall and Yan Yuan to die on the spot.

The powerful luck was destroyed by him, and half of what it used to be is gone.

Yan Yuan was in a coma for a whole three months, and it was dusk when he woke up, he couldn't see, it was told to him by Xian'e, who served by his side.Hearing that Xuanlong's health has improved a lot, he went out last month and personally went to Loving Cloud Palace to pick up Ah Zhi from Lord Yiling.

Yan Yuan hasn't seen Ah Zhi for a long time, and she misses him very much. When she just woke up, she forced herself to get out of bed and go to the Hall of General Xuan. In front of the child, even if Xuanlong doesn't want to see him anymore, he won't show it.

Ask Xian'e to find dyes, carefully dye his long hair black, put on a jade crown, put on a silver robe, and wait for Xian'e to fix the clothes for him, Yan Yuan still sits nervously in front of the mirror. Standing up, looking out of focus at himself in the mirror, he couldn't believe it.

"I look, the same as before..."

Xian'e took a closer look at Yan Yuan. Although his hair was dyed as black as before, it didn't have any luster. His handsome face was very pale with an unmistakable morbidity, especially those eyes that once laughed enough to make everything look pale. Like a pool of stagnant water, how could it be the same as before.

But Xian'e couldn't bear to speak too bluntly, so she comforted her softly.

"If you go back to Dijun, Dijun is still as handsome as before, only his face is a little paler."

Yan Yuan couldn't see Xian'e's hesitation to speak.

He didn't want Xuan Long to think that he was deliberately pretending to be pitiful to gain his sympathy, so he remained silent for a while, and asked, "Is there a way to make his complexion look better."

Xian'e thought for a while: "Yes, a thin layer of light pink rouge can change the complexion."

Yan Yuan thought it was good, and asked Xian'e to fetch Rouge.

After Xian'e took it, she stuck the powder on her fingertips and dabbed a little on his cheekbones.Yan Yuan's skin was as white as porcelain, and she couldn't see any pores. In addition, Xian'e's technique was so good that she couldn't tell with the naked eye that she had painted her face, but her complexion was obviously improved.

Repeatedly confirming to Xian'e that her attire is okay, Yan Yuan just got up, Xian'e helped him to go out, before reaching the door, Xian'e suddenly called him with sound transmission.

"Emperor..."

"Huh?" Yan Yuan responded subconsciously.

"Huo, General Huo has returned from the mortal world..." Xian'e stammered.

Thousands of years ago, Yan Fuheng and Xuanlong died in battle together, and after ten thousand years of reincarnation, he and Xuanlong both came back, and it was time for Yan Fuheng to come back.

Yan Yuan stopped in her tracks: "...when did you come back?"

"You came back not long after you fell into a coma... I heard that General Xuanlong was seriously injured and was lying in bed these days, and General Huo was taking care of him. It has been rumored outside that General Xuanlong was moved by General Huo's infatuation, and he and his two hearts are happy , lovers finally get married."

"Impossible!" Yan Yuan's eyes turned red suddenly, and she broke away from Xian'e's support.

Xian'e was startled by his yelling, and looked at him worriedly: "Dijun..."

Yan Yuan's whole body was on the verge of falling, as if she was suffering from the disease of leaving the soul, she murmured: "No, no, the person he loves is me..."

"Emperor, don't do this, your body is the most afraid of great joy and great compassion..." Xian'e feared that he would fall, and stepped forward to help him.

Yan Yuan grabbed her wrist, and tears flowed from her empty eyes: "The person he loves is me, right?..."

"He's just angry with me, not empathy...not empathy..." She didn't really want to seek an answer from Xian'e, Yan Yuan let go of her hand after muttering for a while, stumbled out and said I wanted to ask Xuanlong about it, but I fell down halfway and got up by myself.

As a result, he couldn't even enter the door of Xuanlong's bedroom.

He refused to see him.

Lianbi blocked the door, always cold and sarcastic, Yanyuan didn't care how people other than Xuanlong treated him, he put one hand on the door, knocked on the door with the other hand, carefully groomed hair It's been a mess for a long time, the jade crown on the head has fallen somewhere, and the hair is disheveled, like a lunatic.

"Abo...look at me...look at me, okay...I have something to say to you...please..."

"please……"

His eyes were swollen, tears seemed to flow endlessly, and all the remaining dignity was lost.

Lianbi watched coldly: "Ten thousand years ago, the general died in battle, and you failed to protect him well. Ten thousand years later, the general will do his best for you in the mortal world, and you don't know how to cherish it, pushing him time and time again into a place of eternal doom." , isn't that enough?"

"Emperor, give up. Broken mirrors cannot be reunited. The General and General Misfortune have committed to each other for life. If you insist on getting involved, you will only make things difficult for the General."

Yan Yuan's hand was still pressed against the door, but her body slid down, and she fell limply on the ground: "I don't believe it...I want him to tell me...cough cough cough cough..." He covered his lips, the blood was still flowing from his fingers It overflowed from the cracks and dripped on the silver-white robe.

Lianbi sneered: "Do you think that what you are doing now is enough to move the world? Self-destruction of luck, only a hundred years of life left, and the face to come over and stalk the general, the general is always cruel to you, that's all. If the general is really soft-hearted towards you, you will live comfortably for a hundred years, and when the time comes to kick your legs and pass away, leaving the general alone in the world, have you ever thought about how to let him spend his long life?"

"From the beginning to the end, you only think about yourself. When you don't love, you use all means to humiliate him. If you love, you don't hesitate to destroy yourself in exchange for his sincerity. He is stupid, what do you say? You can coax him into his hands with a nice word, and after being betrayed and let down by you, you will risk your life to save you and protect you from the punishment of heaven, as long as you have the slightest bit of conscience, you shouldn't provoke him again!"

"I didn't... I didn't do it on purpose... I just... just..." I just wanted to be with my sweetheart at the last time.

Yan Yuan was indeed selfish. When he heard about Xuanlong and Yan Fuheng, his most intuitive feeling was pain, and the heart-piercing pain made him lose his mind.

"He is the lone star of the devil, he can't have feelings, he can't get close to others, I can... I'm not afraid of being overcome by him, you go tell him, let me meet him, okay... I really, really miss him ..." Yan Yuan stretched out her blood-stained hand to grab Lianbi's sleeve.