the spirit god king returned to the palace to ask the medical immortal to see, took the anti-fetal medicine and fell asleep, this night was not comforting to sleep, always felt as if he had forgotten something important, and his physical discomfort made him really powerless to think more.
the next morning, when he was eating, he suddenly remembered that he had landed the bowl 'from the beginning' on the spring stool at the head of the bed of the swallow kite. the medicine was precious, yan jing only asked for a small bottle from the ancient gods, and if he accidentally overturned it, he would have it.
busy put down the jade spoon of porridge in his hand and rushed to the east pole hall.
pinched a teleportation trick, fleeting to the east pole hall, only to see that the tea bowl on the spring bench at the head of the bed was empty, opened the tent and looked at it, the mattress on the bed rolled into a ball, where there was also the figure of yan iris.
he went out to ask the divine attendant outside, but said that yan iris had never been out.
he must have used a spell when he left.
the red carp in the yao pond swam happily, and the swallow iris turned a blind eye, walking through the road paved with jade bricks under her feet in a trance, and occasionally xian'e passed by with a meal fruit plate, and saw him wearing a shawl, an untidy white robe, and came out barefoot, and after the ceremony, they all cast worried eyes.
yan yi had a headache since morning, and couldn't hear what they were saying, and after crossing the xian'e short road, she paused and turned around without a head and a brain.
"you guys... i may have seen the queen of heaven this morning. "
days?
general xuanlong and emperor jun had long since been separated from each other, and emperor jun had escaped from marriage on the day of his marriage with zhi yuxian jun, so where did the queen of heaven come from now?
the xian'e were confused and shook their heads.
"returning to the emperor's words, i have never seen it before..."
the eyes of the bird were covered with blood, as if he was very tired. the whole person looked like a rusty blunt sword, no longer in its former glory. not answered, turned and left.
he didn't know where to go to find xuan long, so he walked without a clue, and unconsciously arrived outside the xuan general's hall. yan yi felt that the magnificent silver hall in front of him was very familiar, and tried to think about it, the headache was almost exploded, and the forehead horns were constantly sweating, only to remember that this was the residence of xuan long before marriage.
stepping up the yuyu steps, he came to the closed door, tentatively raised his hand and knocked three times.
a moment later, the door was really opened from the inside, and yan yi was relieved to see the person he wanted to see, and his eyes were full of light.
"apo... you and i got married last night, how did you disappear early in the morning, let me find it easy. "
"i didn't tell the emperor that i didn't want to see you, so what are you going to do?" when xuan long saw yan yi, his expression was calm to the point of almost coldness, and there was no joy of new marriage.
he had never spoken to yan yi like this before, and his attitude suddenly changed, making yan yi a little confused.
"you're gone, i'm here to find you..." he said as he grabbed xuan long's hand.
xuan long avoided him on his side, and yan yu's palm fell empty, and he looked up at the man in a daze.
"what's wrong with you..."
noticing the dark golden sanskrit mask on xuan long's right cheek, yan yi felt strange and familiar, but once he tried to think back to something, he caused a headache to worsen, raised his hand to his forehead, and his body was shaky.
holding on to the door frame to stabilize his body, he saw that xuan long was still looking at himself coldly and smiled.
"is there something i'm not doing well and upsetting you?" ......"
"how to wear half a mask..."
"when you appear before me, you will make me unhappy." xuan long's pupils stood upright, his green eyes were already extremely cold, and his faint tone was even more piercing.
yan yi slept and his brain became particularly unfavorable, and he couldn't remember where he was unhappy.
"apo... don't talk to me like that, i'll be sad. "
"if you are angry, then say that if you are angry, i will make fish soup to make you atonement, okay?"
"no." xuan long turned around.
"when i wake up in the morning, i will look at the face of the disgusted person, and i will be sick, how to eat, and the emperor will disappear from me early, and i will feel happy."
if he did something wrong again, xuan long said such hurtful things to him on the occasion of his new marriage, it was not right, but he didn't know why, he just couldn't be angry with xuan long, he only felt wronged. keep up with the previous step.
"you talk like that again... i'm going to get angry. "
"it's up to you." xuan long returned to the house and slammed the door shut.
yan yi was blocked out of the door, reacted, and slowly raised his hand to knock on the door: "apo..."
"apo..."
"what's wrong with you..."
"apo... my head hurts, do you really care about me..."
inside the hall, xuan long pressed his back against the door and closed his eyes silently.
one person is inside the door, one person is outside the door, separated by a thin door, but it seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. xuan long listened to the heavy knock on the door, and suddenly tapped on his heart, making his heart ache.
yan yi knocked for a while and then did not knock, the severe pain in his brain gradually made him have no strength at all, his arm was hanging down weakly, his body was already severely injured, and he refused to take the medicine well, the surge of qi and blood immediately caused itching in his throat, he couldn't help coughing, coughing blurred his vision, and bright red blood splashed on the silver door in front of him.
the spirit god king quickly arrived and helped yan yi to ask him to go back.
yan yi stood in the doorway and refused to move, his sleeve covered his lips, and his cough trembled: "queen mother, he has an awkward quarrel with me..."
the spirit god king's heart was full of mixed feelings: "i know, you go back with me first, and when he is discouraged, you will come back to coax him well, maybe it will be fine." "
ming ming didn't remember anything, but yan yi felt extremely uneasy in his heart, and shook his head: "no... i'll just wait here. "
"he's been waiting for me for a long time, and he's going to come out."
a good heavenly emperor always ran out in such a shawl, made a mess of himself, did not even know how to wear shoes, and coughed blood everywhere, so that others would see it, and they would laugh behind their backs.
dragging ling really couldn't persuade him, two fingers were together on the back of yan iris's neck a little, yan iris body stiffened, closed eyes and fell backwards. the spirit held him up from behind, looked at the closed door and paused, casting the spell and disappearing in place.
now that yan yi's body was already a crossbow of strong bows, a simple sleepy tip could sway him.
yu ling wasn't sure if yan yi had drunk the bowl from the beginning, but if he had, he should have forgotten about xuan long. if you say that you haven't drunk it, his chaotic appearance looks too abnormal.
is it fooling yourself, or...
thinking of that possibility, the spirit of tuoling was horrified in his heart, and at the same time as bringing yan yi back to the east pole hall, he used the sound transmission technique to ask the medical immortal to come quickly.
back at the east pole hall, he placed yan yi on the bed, disguised his handkerchief to clean up the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and the medical immortal on the back foot arrived, and the dragging spirit god king got up to explain the situation, and the medical immortal stepped forward, two fingers hanging together on yan yi's forehead, and a touch of green spiritual consciousness drilled into yan yi's brain and explored carefully.
yu ling stared at yan yi's bloodless face, his throat tight, "how..."
the white-robed doctor immortal retracted his hand solemnly.
"the emperor's confusion is a symptom of 'starting from scratch' by mistake."
"the medicine needs to be taken voluntarily to forget the emotion." if it is not voluntary, it will suffer repercussions. at first, it is a confusion of memory, and gradually it will deteriorate and become stupid..."
the spirit god king's body was swaying, and his eyes were black, but fortunately, xian'e next to him stepped forward in time to support him, and he forced himself to ask, "is there a solution?" ......"
the doctor shook his head.
the answer was already clear to the spirit god king, he just couldn't accept it.
when yan jing handed the 'start over' to him, he had told him that once this medicine was taken, there was no solution, and it needed to be used with caution.
wan wan did not expect that because of his carelessness, yan yi drank it by mistake.
if he became a fool, even if yan jing found a way to repair the emperor star in the future, what would happen if yan jing's body and life expectancy were restored to before? no matter how long he lives, he is not even a person who is not sane.
and even if yan yi became a fool, he would not forget that xuan long was his lover.
the blood on the face of the spirit god king receded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the weight of the whole person was all supported by xian'e, as if he would faint in the next breath.
pregnant with the most taboo emotions fluctuating, the medical immortal wants to come forward to diagnose his pulse, but the spirit has no heart to take care of his body, mu ran waved back the medical immortal, along with the xian'e beside him.
when they left, they walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, twisting the handkerchief to the corner of the swallow kite's mouth, wiping the blood that had not yet completely dried up with the most gentle movement.
his children had been pampered since childhood, had never suffered anything, and the only suffering was probably the moment he started with xuan long, so paranoid that he refused to turn back.
as a father, he could only watch his children go to their deaths, and there was no way to do anything about it.
from hope to despair, but overnight...
yu ling closed his eyes, tears smashed on yan yi's pale face, and his thin shoulders trembled and emitted a suppressed low sip.
yan yi slept for a day and a night, and when he woke up, the sky was bright, he touched his side, did not touch the person he wanted to touch, turned his head to look, and saw a person lying on the side of the bed.
"queen mother? ...... how did you fall asleep here? "
the sleep of the spirit was shallow, and he soon woke up, and as long as yan yi slept, he kept it for as long as he watched, and when he saw yan yi wake up, he forced a smile and said:
"iris, you..."
"what about apo?" yan yi thought about the people he wanted to see, his memory stayed on the big wedding night, the subsequent sufferings were forgotten, his heart was full of nourishing sweetness, he did not realize that the spirit of the trailing spirit was not right, and he said to himself that he was about to get out of bed when he opened the quilt.
"yes, he got into trouble with me, i haven't coaxed him yet, i went to make him fish soup, he ate fish soup, he won't be angry with me."
yu ling clasped his arm and said dumbly, "useless..."
"why is it useless? yan yi then remembered to ask the spirit of the trail. "by the way, queen mother, do you know why apo is angry with me?" where did i upset him? "
"how could he be so angry, he had never been willing to be angry with me before..."
the spirit looked at him so depressed, and his heart was like a knife: "do you know what year, month and day it is now?" "
"today... in the 9th of july in the 13.4 million years of the xianchen calendar, the day before was tanabata, the day of my big wedding to apo. "the swallow bird looks strangely at the trailing spirit." what's wrong? "
"today is the first 6th of september in the 13.45 million years of the xianchen calendar, 50,000 years have passed since the day of your marriage to xuan long." "
"what? yan yi frowned.
he told him that he had a son with xuan long, who is now 5 years old. however, because the two were relatively tens of thousands of years, they had been bored for a long time, and not long ago xuan long had dissolved and separated from him, and was with yan weiheng.
yan yi felt that the spirit was laughing, and he clearly remembered that he and xuan long had just married the day before yesterday, formed a love contract in front of the three stones, exchanged heartfelt words in front of the gods, promised each other for life, and swore an oath to the heavenly dao, only death could separate them.
now the spirit of the dragon said to him, xuan long and him and left?
yan yi did not believe it, he conjured up the xianchen calendar, one by one ink-colored translucent numbers neatly arranged in mid-air, the most prominent row of numbers is twice as large as other numbers, it is the beginning of september 6, 13.45 million, it is today.
the xianchen calendar does not deceive people.
"how could this be..."
he raised the palm of his right hand, condensing his divine power, and if there was no accident, a blooming light blue iris would appear in the palm of his hand, which was his love contract with xuan long.
but no...
no matter how hard you try, your palm is empty.
yan yi found that the divine power in his body had become very thin, but he didn't care about this, constantly thinking about what happened between him and xuan long, but the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, and he remembered drowning in the terrifying waves, not seeing half a breath.
yan yi's eyes were red, and he murmured to the empty palm.
"why? what did i do wrong? ...... why doesn't apo want me anymore? ......"
tuo ling couldn't answer yan yi, and telling the past was equivalent to tearing open yan yi's wound and inserting a dagger into it, but he couldn't say it.
"queen mother, why?"
unable to get an answer from yu ling, yan yi stood up and walked outside: "i will ask him personally..."
the spirit did not stop him, could not stop him.
the door of the xuan general hall was slammed, and the person who opened the door was a white and soft little man, wearing a pale green brocade robe, with short and thick dragon horns, a pair of ice green eyes exactly the same color as xuan long, but the eyebrows looked like a swallow kite.
"you are..." yan yi froze.
the little man looked at yan yi and was also stunned, his eyes were red, and he rushed over and hugged yan yi's thigh: "father emperor, how did you come to see ah zhi, do you not want ah zhi anymore..."
yan yi bent down and picked up the little man, his movements were slow, but he was not unfamiliar, as if he had hugged the child countless times.
as soon as he picked it up, the small arm was wrapped around the neck of the bird bird, and the small face was buried in the neck socket of the bird bird, and he said sullenly.
"the mother said that the father and emperor were very busy and did not have time to see ah zhi, but in the past, no matter how busy the father and emperor were, they would not let ah zhi go unnoticed. why has it been so long this time..."
soft and sticky voice with a thick nasal sound, as if in a strong cry, yan yi's heart ached, and his palm hesitated to cover ah zhi's young back, "i'm sorry..."
the little man straightened up, and his small hand touched yan yi's face: "ah zhi doesn't blame the father emperor, he just wants the father emperor." "
"father emperor, you seem to have lost a lot of weight... how can your face be so icy? "
as he was speaking, he saw xuan long walk out of the room, and pity bi followed behind. fang cai was preparing to have breakfast, when ah zhi heard yan yi knocking on the door, and he rubbed it and came to open the door, faster than pi bi.
"mother-in-law, can the father and emperor stay today?" ah zhi wants to be with his father and mother..." ah zhi hugged yan yu's neck and said to xuan long.
he knew that his mother did not like his father, so he was extra careful.
xuan long was silent.
pi bi stepped forward and opened his hands to ah zhi and smiled, "the general has something to say to the emperor, his royal highness the crown prince will first go to breakfast with xiao xian, okay?" "
"don't..." ah zhi twisted his body to avoid pity bi's hand and leaned his head against yan yi's shoulder. he hadn't seen his father for too long, and he was reluctant to leave.
knowing that this was xuan long's meaning, yan yi patted the little man's back and coaxed, "ah zhi, you go to dinner first, and the father and emperor will look for you later, and it is not too late to see you later." "
as soon as he came and went, he knew what the name of his and xuanlong's child was, although he had no memory, the ability to coax the child seemed to be carved in his bones, and the tone and intensity were just right.
ah zhi was brought up by yan yi single-handedly, and he listened to his father's words the most, and finally he was carried into the house by pity bi with red eyes, and his eyes were glued to yan yi at the moment before the door was closed.
xuan long snapped his fingers and cast a boundary, so that no matter what happened outside, he couldn't hear it inside.
"ah zhi... it's our kids. yan yi withdrew his gaze from the closed door and said.
xuan long already knew that yan yi had mistakenly obeyed the 'from the beginning', and it was not surprising that he did not want to tangle with yan yi too much, so as not to show flaws.
"the emperor has come to the door again and again, what noble work?"
yan yi smiled and said, "i don't know what happened to me, i forgot a lot about the past, i came to ask you, why do you want to leave me and me?" i did something wrong, you have to be with me and away from..."
"when the feelings fade, they disperse, why are there so many whys?" xuan long said calmly.
"the emperor is in a high position, and he should be a person who can afford to put it down, and he has been entangled again and again, and it is inevitable that people will feel contemptible."
xuan long's appearance was the same as in memory, a xuan robe, long hair, handsome face, only the dark golden sanskrit mask made yan yi vaguely feel strange, and even the whole person was alienated.
he held back tears and asked in a dumb voice. "the queen mother said that you are with yan weiheng."
xuan long: "hmm. "
yan yi: "are you separated from me because of him?" "
xuan long wanted to say yes, but he looked at yan yi's tearful appearance, and the lie was difficult to tell. he forced himself to speak.
"yes."
"why? what he can give you, i can give you, i can even give you more, i am the supreme lord of the celestial realm, why do you want him not to want me? isn't it me who you've always been pleased with? "
silently, xuan long said, "people can change." "
"then you change again, change back to the past... good no good? "yan yi clasped xuan long's wrist and cried with a loss of dignity." didn't we say yes, before the three stones, you said you would be with me forever, how come you left me and me in only fifty thousand years? ......"
"i don't want to be away from... apo, i don't want to be with you and away..."
"the emperor is self-respecting." xuan long frowned and withdrew his hand, turning to leave.
yan yi hurriedly chased after him and grabbed his hand: "it doesn't matter, you don't want to change, i can change, then you say, what do you like yan weiheng, i can become like him... even better than him, as long as you say, i can do anything. "
xuan long didn't break free this time, turning his back on him.
"he won't be as contemptuous as you are, and let people look at jokes in plain sight."