Empress

Chapter 126 My heart is enough
"Little guy, are you looking for an inn? Follow me."

What Emperor Ye said was exactly what Lan Weixun was thinking.

"You can read minds? Can you even guess this?"

Lan Weixun asked back depressedly, although she already knew that she couldn't see through this person, but she still didn't like this illusory feeling.

"I don't know how to read minds."

Yehuang stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Lan Weixun's head, but she cleverly avoided it.

A look of disappointment flashed across Yehuang's eyes, but without any embarrassment, he leisurely put down his hand again.

Xiao Miqian, when will you be able to accept me?
Lan Weixun just turned her head at this moment, she didn't see Ye Huang's complex eyes, and she didn't notice the silver light flickering in Ye Huang's purple eyes for a second or two.

"Follow me, I will take you to the inn."

The little guy has a serious obsession with cleanliness. Don't think about what's there now, it's better to take her to the inn to clean it first.

"Yehuang, you really, aren't you him?"

Lan Weixun murmured softly, the very soft voice dissipated in the air.

It's no wonder she is so suspicious, it's just because she and Emperor Ye have only known each other for a short time, yet Emperor Ye knows almost everything about her habits like the back of his hand.

But whenever she was almost sure that Emperor Yehuang was Emperor Yehuang, what Emperor Ye did would break her guess little by little.

In this way, she was even more unable to draw conclusions.

He called his disciples, and after a while, Emperor Ye brought them to an inn.

The inn is called Xianqinglou, and it is the largest and most famous inn in the entire fairy world, so people come and go in front of its gate.

"Master, this subordinate has already booked all the rooms."

A man in black appeared out of nowhere and knelt in front of Emperor Ye. Because he was wearing a mask, Lan Weixun and his group didn't know what he looked like.

"Are you this big brother's subordinate?"

After a few months of contact, Lingxuan'er was not so defensive towards Emperor Ye at first, and even dared to call him "big brother".

"Yes, ma'am."

The man in black replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Fei Ci, take them to the room."

Emperor Ye gave orders to the man in black.

"Fei Ci? Your name is so nice? I don't know what you look like?"

Lingxuan'er seems very excited, always talking to Feici.

"Thank you, Miss, for your compliment." Fei Ci's voice was still without any emotional ups and downs, "Miss, your room is here."

Fei Ci dutifully opened the door for Ling Xuan'er, and made a "please" gesture.

Ling Xuan'er obediently entered the room.

Next, Fei Ci led everyone to the room prepared for them.

Needless to say, Lan Weixun must have been led by Emperor Ye himself.

"Master Shenzi, since you love Miss Miqian so much, why didn't you explain it to her? The status of Emperor Cangling really wronged you."

In the slightly dark room, Fei Ci knelt on one knee to show respect for the man.

Hearing this, Emperor Ye suddenly smiled, as pure as a white magnolia flower, a faint golden light enveloped him, and his silver-purple long hair instantly turned into silver hair flowing with the brilliance of the moon.

At the same time, his appearance has also undergone major changes.

His purple costume has turned into a white gilt robe, a pair of dazzling silver eyes that seem to be able to see through all the sorrows of the past life and present life are slightly smiling, and his expression is like a cold star, but with a hint of tenderness.

Straight nose, silent and cold as ice.

In addition, a head of long silver hair fluttered on his face, reflecting the smoothness of the sun, as if there was a slight golden luster in the hair, not like a real person.

Such a man, if not Di Yehuang, who else could it be?

"Fei Ci," Emperor Ye turned around, with the noble aura of the Son of God in his gestures, "She is now Lan Weixun, not Mi Qian. I love her, but I don't have to tell her. To be able to protect her silently , my heart is enough."

"My lord, my subordinates still don't understand."

Fei Ci didn't understand what Emperor Ye meant by this.

"Go down!"

Ye Huang didn't intend to continue explaining to Fei Ci, and only waved him to back off.

"Yes."

Although Fei Ci was still confused, she still didn't dare to disobey Emperor Ye's will.

After Fei Ci left, Emperor Ye walked to the window, looking at the sky in the distance with his deep silver eyes.

Xiao Yaqian, do you know what my greatest wish is?

I only hope that you will never think of those things in your previous life.

As it is now, I am protecting you, which is very good.

"I'm really a demon!"

Yehuang smiled wryly, and stretched out his hand to grab something in the air, but he couldn't grab anything in the end.

……

Lan Weixun was dreaming again.

Between the heavens and the earth, it is like an eternal desolation, boundless, like the beginning of the world, and the beginning of all things.

A white-clothed and silver-haired man stands in the sky, like a god, holy and inviolable.

"Yeah!"

A door suddenly appeared in the sky, and a woman flew out of the golden door with a simple and simple atmosphere.

The woman looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, she can't see her face clearly, she only recognizes blond hair and white clothes.

"Qian'er."

The man also couldn't see his face clearly, but Lan Weixun could vaguely feel the warmth in the man's eyes at that moment.

The man flew up, caught the white figure, and landed slowly.

"Ye, Lihentian doesn't want me anymore, will you still want me?"

The woman's ethereal voice was stained with a touch of sadness.

"Of course I will! Qian'er is the treasure of my life!"

The man replied with a firm tone.

"Really? Will we always be together?"

The woman hooked the man's neck and smiled happily.

"I will. I will live longer than the sky, and I will live longer than the flood. From the moment we met, you are the only light in my endless life! The destiny is still set by this Lord, and our love in the past cannot be changed by anyone!"

It was obviously a light tone, but the man seemed to be swearing an oath, an incomprehensible oath.

"Then what if one day I leave?"

Facing the woman's seemingly difficult words, the man didn't play it off, and his tone was ancient domineering and calm:
"There won't be that day. Even if one day, you really leave, I will keep looking for it forever, until I find you, and never let go!"

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(End of this chapter)