Binding the Dragon for the Empress

If Yan Yuan was afraid of being laughed at by others, she would not have given up her position as Emperor of Heaven and fallen into the mortal world to seek Xuanlong ten thousand years ago.

All the gods in the Nine Heavens know that the Lord of the Heaven Realm is an infatuated species, and he is not afraid of the divine punishment for the sake of Xuanlong, so face is nothing to him.

But no matter how shameless he is, no matter how earnest he is, it is useless for Xuan Long to be ungrateful.

"In your eyes, am I just a joke..."

"Yes." Xuanlong slowly but resolutely withdrew his wrist that was tightly held by Yan Yuan, and entered the door without looking back.

Yan Yuan couldn't understand why his love turned into a joke in Xuan Long's eyes?They have been childhood sweethearts since they were young, and they have been in love for a long time. They have already become the flesh and blood in each other's hearts. If the flesh and blood in the hearts are gouged out, they will die.

He didn't believe that Xuanlong would betray him, he must have done something unforgivable to get Xuanlong to look at him coldly.He was going to find out the whole story, and then sincerely repent to Xuanlong, and he would definitely get Xuanlong's forgiveness.

He must be just talking to himself...

It must be an angry word...

In the forbidden land thousands of miles away, the cracked Zixiao Emperor Star's flickering light became increasingly dimmer, and when the light was completely extinguished, it would be the day when the Emperor Star fell.

Yan Yuan's divine body co-existed with the emperor star, and now the emperor star has weak luck and is suppressed by the lone star of Tiansha, the closer it is to the Xuanlong, the greater its influence.

During the day and night, the cracks in Zixiao Dixing suddenly became deeper, and Yan Yuan felt the pain in his heart like thousands of arrows piercing his heart. He groaned, covered his heart and bent down. On the ground, he knelt down on his body, couldn't hold on and fainted outside the Xuanlong Hall.

When he regained consciousness, Yan Yuan was already on the bed in Dongji Hall, he was unconscious, and saw Yiling guarding him by the bed, his eyes were red and he was saying something, his voice could not be heard clearly no matter how far or near .

Yan Yuan tried her best to reach out, grabbed the sleeve of Shenjun Yiling, and asked angrily: "Mother, tell me why Abo doesn't want me anymore..."

Yan Yuan couldn't hear what Yiling replied to him, she couldn't hear clearly, she asked why repeatedly, tears running down her silvery temples.

The pigment for his hair was not known where Xian'e found it, and after washing it a few times, the color faded away, and his silver hair was as dull as dry grass.

"It will be fine……"

"It will definitely get better..."

Yi Ling held Yan Yuan's hand tightly, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Yan Yuan's eyes with her fingertips, watching Yan Yuan fall into a coma again, her words seemed to be comforting Yan Yuan, but also comforting herself.

But all is not well.

Yan Jing couldn't find a way to repair the emperor's star for a long time, and she returned without success several times. The effect of the "restart" medicine was exerted to the extreme, and Yan Yuan woke up after ten days of coma, becoming a veritable fool.

The fool's emotions are all on his face, he laughs when he is happy, cries when he is sad, and runs to see his lover when he misses his lover.

Xuanlong was afraid that he would get close to him, the closer he got, the more severe the backlash would be, and Yan Yuan would have died before he could find a way to repair the Emperor Star.

Almost all the most vicious words that I have never said in my life have been said to Yan Yuan. Yan Yuan pursed her mouth and cried silently when she heard it. Hanging in the eyes, the big ones fell down.

Xuanlong coaxed him, so he wouldn't cry, but Xuanlong never coaxed him, every time he slammed the door to shut him out, and let him stand there.

Every time he was led back to the palace by the god of the spirit, and the next day he ran over and waited outside the hall of Xuanjiang.

Taking advantage of Yiling's inattention this morning, he came running again.

Squatting under the towering divine tree outside the temple, with long silver hair and robes dragging 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 it’s a pack of malt candy, sometimes it’s a bunch of candied haws, a bunch of windmills…

They were all brought by the Lord Yiling God who sent people to the mortal world. It is a gadget to make Yan Yuan happy. A piece of maltose can make Yan Yuan drink an extra bowl of porridge. I drank all the anesthetic medicine.

What Yan Yuan likes, he thinks that Xuanlong will also like it, so he drank the medicine, secretly hid the candied haws, and gave it to Xuanlong like a treasure, but Xuanlong didn't even look at it, and told him to go away.

I gave away everything that could be given away, and Yan Yuan didn't know what else could make Xuanlong happy. He thought hard before going to bed last night, and after thinking about it, he remembered that Xuanlong seemed to like to eat fish soup. My memory barely made a copy.

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

As a general, he has to go to the seminary every day to inspect.

When Xuanlong woke up in the morning, Ah Zhi beside him was still sound asleep, and he felt the familiar aura outside, he paused in the movement of lifting the blanket, and called Lianbi in with sound transmission, and said through the tent.

"He's here again..."

"General, do you want Lianbi to drive him away?"

"No need...let him go."

Although Yan Yuan is stupid now, but her temper is as stubborn as ever, Lian Bi can't be driven away, when the time comes, there will be another storm, and it will be a waste of effort.

If you want to wait for a long time, he will leave on his own.

Xuanlong used the invisibility technique when he went out. Yan Yuan's power is weak now, and he couldn't notice Xuanlong walked in front of him. It was obvious that he really wanted to knock on the door, but he still endured it.

Xuanlong bent over slowly, and touched Yan Yuan's face with his fingertips. The wind blew, and the silver-white hair wrapped around Xuanlong's fingers. Yan Yuan froze suddenly, and the tree branch in his hand fell to the ground, and his fingers grabbed the clothes on his heart. , Wrinkled his brows in pain and coughed lowly.

God Lord Yiling coaxed Yan Yuan to take medicine every day, but Emperor Xing was seriously damaged, no matter how effective the medicine was, it could not stop his body from weakening day by day. Whenever he coughed, he would cough up a lot of blood, and his face became pale visibly. His eyes were empty, and after coughing, he wiped it with his white sleeve casually, making the corners of his mouth bright red, and his body was covered in blood.

Xuanlong thought that he would always leave like this, but after he regained his composure, he sat up on his knees, pinching his sleeves to wipe the blood on the white jade brick floor, earnestly as if he was completing some important ceremony.

A white light flashed in mid-air, and Lord Yiling appeared beside Yan Yuan, his eyes flicked in the direction of Xuanlong, and he bent to grab Yan Yuan's arm.

"Yuan'er, get up and go back with Father."

Yan Yuan raised her head with red eyes: "I made Apo's yard dirty...he will hate me even more."

"No." Yiling waved his sleeves, and the ground was spotless. "Father cleaned it up for you, he won't know, let's go, go back to have breakfast with father."

"But I want to see him..." Yan Yuan looked in the direction of the palace gate and muttered.

Xuanlong didn't hear what was said later, since the Lord Yiling came, he didn't have to worry about Yan Yuan waiting there.

Before leaving the house, he specifically told Lianbi not to walk through the main gate when sending Ah Zhi to school, otherwise he would not meet Yan Yuan.

At sunset, the person squatting stupidly under the sacred tree unknowingly sat under the tree and fell asleep holding the food box. His clothes were still the ones stained with blood, which was not noble or decent at all.

This is what Xuanlong saw when he came back from the divine school.

He seemed a little cold, his bare feet were tucked under his robe, showing his curled up toes, and his brows were wrinkled, obviously sleeping very uncomfortably.

Xuanlong didn't expect that Yan Yuan hadn't left yet.

Just as he was hesitating whether to drive him away or go directly into the hall, the man woke up sleepily.

"Apo..."

It was too late to want to leave.

"Abo!"

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

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

"I made delicious food for you today, it's very delicious...really!"

When I got up in the morning, I only saw Yan Yuan coughing up blood. At this time, I focused on Yan Yuan's hand, only to realize that there was a deep knife wound on his phalanx and blood bubbles that were scalded.

Jian Mei frowned, and said dumbly.

"What is it?"

"It's fish soup. Don't you like fish soup the most?" Yan Yuan saw that Xuanlong didn't pick it up, so she handed it to him. "Abo, pick it up, if you eat fish soup, don't hate me, okay?"

"..."

"Abo... okay..."

Xuanlong raised his hand and reached for Yan Yuan's hand.

Yan Yuan's eyes lit up, and she clenched her hands tightly, thinking that Xuanlong was about to pick it up, but in the next breath, the food box in his hand was brushed to the ground by Xuanlong.

The food box was broken in half, the emerald cup inside was poured out, and the fish soup was spilled all over the floor.

"I hate eating fish soup the most, so don't waste your efforts."

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

"Then what do you like..."

Xuanlong said in a low voice: "I like you..."

Yan Yuan was caught in her breath, and before she had time to be surprised, she fell into hell.

"I like you not to appear in front of me. When will the emperor understand people's words?" Xuanlong walked around him to the palace gate.

Yan Yuan stopped where she was, with water droplets in her eyes: "I can understand..."

When he returned to the East Pole Hall, the Lord Yiling was sitting at the dining table waiting for him, and delicious food was set on the table.

"Yuan'er, are you back? You've been hungry all day, come and have a meal."

Yan Yuan crossed the dining table and walked towards the inner hall, she looked as if her soul had gone out of her body, her whole body was as pale as paper.

"Mother, I want to sleep."

Yan Yuan closed her eyes when she got on the bed, and Lord Yiling 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.

"Queen, Apo still hates me very much. He knocked over the fish soup I made. I clearly remember that he likes fish soup. Maybe he just hates the fish soup I made." Yan Yuan closed her eyes and said softly explain.

Lord Yiling was speechless for a long time, and said: "Let's eat something first, and drink the medicine."

"I don't want to drink the medicine anymore, it's too bitter..." Yan Yuan opened her eyes, and tears could not help but fall from the corners of her eyes.

"There are also candied haws today." Shenjun Yiling opened his hand, and a brown candied haws appeared in the palm of his hand.

Yan Yuan didn't even look at it, she seemed really sad.

Lord Yiling: "...you promised me that if he still treats you like that today, you will never go to him again."

That's why Yiling allowed Yan Yuan to wait there for a day.

"But when I think that I will never see him again, I feel very uncomfortable..." Yan Yuan buried her face in the quilt, her body trembling.

God Lord Yiling had no choice but to put his palm on Yan Yuan's back, and said, "Then Yuan'er, remember... next time you go out, don't forget to wear your shoes."

Before going to bed, when Lord Yiling was treating the wound on Yan Yuan's hand, he heard Yan Yuan whispering.

"Mother, I will like him for another 30 days. If he still doesn't like me after 30 days, then I don't like him anymore."

"it is good……"

That is to deceive Yan Yuan herself.

During the 30 days, Yan Yuan went to Xuanlong to look for him every day, but the result was the same. After 30 days, he told himself that he finally liked Xuanlong for 30 days.

Anyway, he has a lot of 30 days.

But in fact, three years is just a snap of the fingers.

His obsession with Xuanlong was too deep, and the backlash he suffered was greater. In the past three years, he changed from going to see Xuanlong every day to once every two or three days.

Because his body no longer allowed him to behave like that, in order to prevent excessive consumption of the primordial spirit, the divine body would spontaneously fall into lethargy, often sleeping for several days.

If it goes on like this, let alone a hundred years, he probably won't last ten years.

In the afternoon of this day, Yan Yuan woke up from her sleep and went to the God Academy to find Xuanlong who was training soldiers.

He forgot to put on his shoes when he went out, and over his thin white obscene clothes was a black robe that he touched casually, which made his face white as snow, and it was clear that he was full of death. But as fresh as a fish swimming in water.

"Abo, the irises by the Zijue Lake are blooming...I picked one for you...You have collected the flowers, today, can you try to like me?" Yan Yuan shrugged her right hand behind her back. It was exposed and handed to Xuanlong, twirling a blue iris between his fingers.

"……it is good."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yan Yuan's time is running out.

If he is destined to die, then before he leaves, Xuanlong wishes him to be happy.