Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The door was finally closed, and Yan Yuan was blocked from the outside. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and said inaudibly: "You don't want me...how can I live..."

The moon was getting brighter, and when Bei Chi arrived, there was only Yan Yuan left outside the hall, it was cold and cold.

Before going out, she was clearly dressed up by Xian'e, she didn't expect her appearance to be completely changed in just a short while, the expensive silver robe was mixed with blood and dust, and the long hair that was deliberately dyed black was dusty , blood dripped into the eyes from the wound on the forehead, no different from the dilapidated dolls that others don't want.

Bei Chi walked up to him, bent over to help him, and said hoarsely, "Dijun, go back."

Yan Yuan stood up staggeringly, and was supported by Bei Chi to go down the steps. His soul didn't get up with his body, he was in a daze, fell down after walking a few steps, and didn't get up again.

"Emperor!!"

That night, the Dongji Temple went to war again, and several medical immortals were busy, making medicines for Yan Yuan and healing her wounds, and the tossing did not end until midnight.

When he was awake, he never felt pain for a moment, and it was a good thing for him to be unconscious. If he could sleep for a long time, he would be free forever. It's a pity that Yiling will not let him die, and Yanjing will not. Let him die, and every medical immortal in the Medical Immortal Palace will not allow him to die just like that.

A few days later, when Yan Yuan woke up, she found that her eyes could feel the light. Although she still couldn't see clearly, she could already see a vague outline.

According to Yi Ling, it was Yan Jing who obtained from an ancient god who lived in seclusion in the mortal world a way to gradually recover his missing five senses, and brought back with him a small bottle of decoction that is said to be able to forget the pain after drinking .

As for the method of repairing the Emperor Star, it was not found.

If you go against the sky, how can you end up badly? It's normal if you can't find it, but as a father, how can you just watch your child die in despair.Yan Jing came back and explained some things, but it was too late to be tender with the God of Yiling, so she set off again with her confidant before her butt was hot.

Without finding a way to repair the Emperor Star, Yan Yuan only has a hundred years left at most, so she must hurry up.

On the contrary, Yan Yuan doesn't care how much time she has left to live. He thinks that a hundred years is too short, and it will be over in the blink of an eye, so he can't be with Xuanlong for a long time.Now he thinks that a hundred years is too long, so long that every breath of his waking life feels like suffering, he is not even happy to restore his eyesight, he is afraid to see Xuanlong with other men.

The only hope was burnt to ashes by the fire, and when the wind blows, there is nothing left.

Yan Yuan quietly leaned against the bedpost, staring at the light outside the window in a daze, his sight was still unable to focus well, and he seemed a little slack. When Yiling came in, he recognized the other person by his figure, but there was no reaction , whoever comes is like this.

Yiling came slowly carrying a green jade tea bowl, sat down beside the bed, freed up one hand, held Yan Yuan's cold right hand that was placed on the quilt, and sighed with lowered eyes.

"Yuan, turn around."

"Don't be obsessed anymore..."

Yan Yuan's ears could also hear a little bit, he vaguely heard Yi Ling telling him to turn back, but he couldn't turn back.

From the moment he fell in love with Xuanlong 5 years ago, he couldn't look back.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't do it.

Yan Yuan didn't answer, and Yiling didn't force him, she grabbed his hand and continued to say: "Although Ah Zhi has a good life with Xuanlong, he grew up with you after all, and he still misses his father in his heart." , When I saw me yesterday, I asked me several times with red eyes, saying that I missed my father, why didn't my father come to pick him up. I used your busy schedule as an excuse, but it is not appropriate to always use such an excuse .”

"Don't you want to see him..."

Hearing what Yiling said, Yan Yuan's eyes turned red when she looked out of the window.He was touched when he heard the child.

It's just that he is in a mess now, if he sees the child getting out of control again, it will only make Ah Zhi sad.With Xuanlong and the child, it is better not to see each other than to meet each other.

That's it, that's it.

"Father knows that you feel indebted, so you don't hesitate to destroy yourself, and you want to be on good terms with Xuanlong for a hundred years, and you want to try your best to make up for your mistakes. But now that Xuanlong can agree with Huo'er, it means that he has long since let go, why don't you let go? Go over and start over."

"You are still young. When your father finds the way to restore the Emperor Star, your lifespan will be restored to be as long as the sky and the earth. There is no guarantee that you will not meet your beloved again in the future."

"Yuan'er... listen to father's words, drink the medicine, sleep well, and when you wake up tomorrow, you won't be in pain anymore." Yi Ling spread Yan Yuan's hand and put the jade bowl in his palm.

What is contained in the jade tea bowl is the decoction that can forget the pain if you drink it. Not only can you forget the pain, but you can also forget the love and everything in the past between him and Xuanlong.

Yan Yuan withdrew her hand indifferently, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "What kind of debts and compensations... are all excuses for the child to get close to him. I have never been so great. I have always been selfish. I just want to be with him, I want to go back ten thousand years ago with him, when I was still in love with him ten thousand years ago, I just covet his love."

"But he's not even willing to give me mercy...Father, I can't start over."

"If I want to forget him, forget his name, forget his appearance, that child would rather die now... and so on, it can be regarded as starting from the beginning."

Ever since Yanyuan woke up, Yeling has been persuading him to drink this "start over" for no less than five times in total, each time with the same result, which makes Yeling's heart feel like a knife is being twisted, and his eyes are weeping.

This 'starting from scratch' can only be effective if the person who drinks the medicine is willing to forget the old friend.Otherwise, it will not only be ineffective, but also counterproductive, causing the person who drinks the medicine to suffer from the disease of leaving the soul and become stupid.

If it wasn't so, Yiling really wanted to cast a spell to stun Yanyuan and forcefully feed the medicine into it.When Yan Yuan wakes up, he will have a child who is as energetic and energetic as before.

Too bad he can't.

"Just be cruel, drink the medicine, and everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow morning. My father has never begged you for anything. Today, my father begs you to save my life and stop torturing myself, okay... give yourself Stay alive."

"Yuer..."

Yiling has always been strong, how could Yan Yuan hear her father begging herself in such a low voice, he must never forget Xuanlong, he can only choose to be an unfilial son, fortunately, Yiling has a son in his womb, and a good grandson under his knees. As for loneliness.

His father will always be with him.

Yan Yuan supported the bed and lay down, turned her back, closed her eyes and said: "Father needless to say, the child is tired, and you are inconvenient, so you don't have to visit the child often if you have nothing to do."

"take care."

Yi Ling didn't dare to push him too hard, took a breath, and said dumbly: "Okay, you don't want to drink 'Start Over', my father won't force you, but you always drink the elixir that heals the body. Don't eat or drink, shut yourself in the bedroom all day, how can father be at ease."

"Even if you really plan to let yourself live for a hundred years, at least make yourself feel better."

Yan Yuan stared at the wall with reddened eyes: "...the child didn't want to eat on purpose, but just lost his appetite. As for the wound medicine, it's the same if it's cured anyway, so it's the same if it's not cured, it's better not to be cured."

"Father, don't worry. Although the child's body is not as good as before, he is still a god. If he doesn't eat, he won't die."

Yi Ling had nothing to do with his stubbornness, and suddenly felt a dull pain in his lower abdomen in grief, and subconsciously put the jade bowl in his hand on the spring stool by the bed, covering his abdomen with a pale face.

The fetal breath is already unstable, and the emotional ups and downs are very easy to move the fetal gas. Yiling didn't want to let Yanyuan see the flaw, so he tried to calm down the tone while enduring the pain:

"Then father is leaving first, and will come to see you tomorrow."

"In the evening, someone will bring you meals. They are all your favorite food. Use as much as you like. Although God does not need to eat and will not die, eating is always good for your body. Take good care of your body. In a few days, Father will take care of you." I will come to see you."

"Father knows you miss him."

"Don't let Ah Zhi see you like this, if he sees you, he will cry very sadly."

Yan Yuan turned her back to Yiling and didn't reply.

Yiling's abdominal pain was so unbearable that she had to get up and leave to find the Immortal Doctor. She was in such a hurry that she forgot the bowl of 'From scratch' that was casually placed on the spring stool.

When she calmed down, the guilt tormented Yan Yuan's heart even more, even he himself gave up on himself, why didn't the father, the queen and the queen give up?

If Yan Jing and Yi Ling were disappointed in him from now on, they would give up on him completely, and never ignore him again.But they never gave up for a moment, worked hard for him, and fought for that almost impossible hope.

Such a heavy love makes Yan Yuan feel very painful, he is not worthy at all... He is not worthy of Xuanlong's love, Ah Zhi's trust, and his father, queen and queen's respect.

It's good that he died, why didn't he die in that heavenly punishment... If he died, there would be no pain, and no one would have unnecessary expectations.

Xuanlong shouldn't have saved him.

It would be better if he died...

Yan Yuan was indeed tired, he often felt very tired, which was a sign of dying, and unconsciously curled up his broken body and fell into a lethargic sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a childish call suddenly came from outside the hall, it was Ah Zhi who was calling Father.Yan Yuan opened her eyes in a trance, and found that her eyes could see clearly, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone into the hall, which was a beautiful scenery that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Father... Ah Zhi misses you so much..."

Ah Zhi was so sad, Yan Yuan's heart ached, she threw off the quilt and got out of bed, she didn't even have time to put on her shoes, and went outside in a white obscene dress.

Opening the door of the palace, the setting sun outside made people feel warm all over, but when Yan Yuan saw the scene outside, she felt cold hands and feet, and her smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

Under the towering silver tree, Ah Zhi threw himself into Yan Fuheng's arms with tears in his eyes, and after being hugged, he hugged Yan Fuheng's neck affectionately, rubbing back and forth like a puppy, father and father kept calling .

Xuan Long stood aside, looking at the father and son with a smile, with an unprecedented softness on his face.

Yan Yuan froze on the spot, not understanding why his child called someone else Father Emperor, walked over in a daze, and said.

"Apo..."

When Xuanlong heard the voice, he turned his head and smiled: "I told you that day, don't call me like that."

Yan Yuan stood awkwardly, her lips trembling: "I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, if it's useful, how did you and I come to this day." Xuan Long laughed lowly, then turned his head to talk softly with Yan Fuheng and Ah Zhi.

The three discussed going down to the earth to play, treated Yan Yuan as an invisible person, and left as soon as they said it, Yan Yuan anxiously opened her arms to block their way, smiling and crying at the little person in Yan Fuheng's arms.

"Azhi...how can you call other people's father...I am your father..."

Ah Zhi hugged Yan Fuheng's neck, and looked at Yan Yuan timidly, as if he didn't know him at all.

"Ah Zhi, I am Father...you love to pester Father to buy candied gourds for you, and Father will take you to the mortal world to buy them now, okay?" Yan Yuan smiled and hugged Ah Zhi, and then The victim twisted his small body to escape.

"You are not Ah Zhi's father..."

The little man looked at Xuanlong and whispered, "Mother, this person is so strange, let's go, Ah Zhi is afraid."

Xuanlong responded, and with a wave of his sleeves, the three of them disappeared.

Yan Yuan tried to use her divine power to find the direction they left, but she couldn't find it at all. He was running around like a headless chicken, chasing forward with bare feet.

"Don't go, don't go..."

"A Bo... Ah Zhi... don't go..."

Unknowingly, she ran into a cloud of white mist, stepped on the ground, the weightlessness made Yan Yuan wake up suddenly, sat up from the bed, and her eyes were dark.

It was a dream.

The dream was so real that it broke his heart. He broke out in a cold sweat, his throat seemed to have been burned, and there were still tears on his face.

The moonlight could be faintly seen through the window, it was already late at night, Yan Yuan sat for a long time, immersed in sadness and could not escape... Xuanlong and Yan Fuheng were together, Ah Zhi called Yan Fuheng's father, it seemed There is nothing strange about it.

After he died, Ah Zhi would always call Yan Fuheng's father.

The pain in his heart made Yan Yuan cough uncontrollably. He wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, leaned out from the spring stool by the bed, touched the usual teacup, drank it down, the cold liquid slipped into the throat, It hurts all over.

After finishing drinking, he realized that the tea bowl felt a bit wrong, so he put it back on the spring stool without thinking about it, and lay down slowly on the bed with no effort.