Cross the prayer space

Chapter 744 The Revenge of the Cat Demon Turned to 11 Ends

Emperor Chenlong looked at her for a long time, until An Ran felt peeping up, "Why is Your Majesty here?"

He stepped forward and came in front of An Ran, "Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival."

An Ran suddenly realized, clapped her hands, "Okay, what should I prepare?"

Emperor Chen Long shook his head, "No need," he saw An Ran's face eager to try, and said, "After this incident, I will make up for you."

An Ran looked at him inexplicably, "What compensation do I want?"

Emperor Chenlong chuckled, "Let's go."

In the cold palace, An Ran sat here and yawned rather bored, "Haven't it started yet?"

With the appearance of several dark guard brushes, demon pills were placed according to the pattern, and An Ran was surrounded in the middle. After a few glances, he nodded inwardly. I have to say that Emperor Chenlong still has a few brushes.

The sky gradually darkened, An Ran stared at the night with wide eyes, at this time the dark guards brought a few monks, and the monks sat cross-legged in the gossip position, and began to chant regularly.

Slowly, the mist began to rise. An Ran saw that the mist was getting thicker and thicker, and ghosts appeared one by one, with pale faces and dazed expressions.

Seeing this, the monk began to chant even more vigorously. At the same time, several Taoist priests also appeared and began to recite the formula.

Under the watchful eyes of Emperor Chenlong and the others, a pitch-black door slowly appeared.

This time An Ran was really shocked, it's incredible, this group of Taoist priests can summon the gate of the underworld, it's really capable.

At this moment, An Ran's fingers moved slightly, and the souls who were queuing up to enter the door suddenly became irritable.

Seeing this, the faces of several Taoist priests changed greatly, "No, protect Miss Jiang!" They yelled.

Emperor Chenlong's complexion changed drastically, "Anran!"

An Ran only felt a slight chill in her palms, and suddenly she was taken up and rushed towards the gate.

"An Ran!" Emperor Chen Long's voice became hoarse.

Several monks and the group of Taoist priests shot at the same time, trying to stop An Ran from being taken away, "Hurry up, hold on, Miss Jiang is about to be taken to the underworld by the wronged soul, and she will surely die if she goes there!"

Emperor Chen Long felt his heart skip a beat, he stepped forward like crazy, trying to break through the fog and grab An Ran.

As for An Ran, his eyes were full of excitement at this moment, seeing that he was about to be taken into the gate of the underworld, and victory was just around the corner, An Ran couldn't help but smile.

At the last second when she was about to follow in, An Ran only felt her wrist tighten, and before she could react, she was pulled into his arms by Emperor Chen Long.

The smile on the corner of her mouth gradually disappeared, An Ran's pupils were shocked, what happened?She was completely dazed until she fell to the ground and Chen Longdi fainted, but she didn't react.

And her appearance was also interpreted by everyone as frightened, so An Ran didn't recover until she was brought to Chaoyang Palace.

At this time, An Ran looked very irritable when she saw Chen Longdi lying on her bed and still fainting.

The imperial physician took the pulse and gave her a respectful salute, "Your Majesty, don't worry, Your Majesty just fainted from the cold."

An Ran really wanted to swear, her long-awaited journey home died halfway like this, her heart was so broken that she really wanted to swear.

In a daze, the wrist was taken out, and the imperial physician said, "Your Majesty is just overly frightened, just drink some medicine and it will be fine."

An Ran finally couldn't bear the blow and passed out.

"Niang Niang!" The entire Chaoyang Palace was in chaos, so An Ran and Emperor Chen Long lay side by side.

When Emperor Chen Long woke up, he saw An Ran lying beside him, his face was pale and his lips were bloodless, he felt distressed in his heart, "In the future, I will never let you get hurt again."

When An Ran woke up again, it was already the next morning, and she was helped up by Hong Xue, who had no love in her life. She had just finished her breakfast when she saw the head manager of Telford walking over with a smile on her face. With a bright yellow imperial decree.

Seeing An Ran's bewildered face, Defu Manager opened the imperial decree with a smile, "The Royal Concubine of Chaoyang Palace Jiang Anran received the decree..."

After a series of compliments, it finally turned into a sentence, "Specially named Empress Empress to share the country with me."

Hong Ye was overjoyed, seeing that An Ran hadn't reacted yet, she hurriedly reminded her in a low voice, "Your Majesty, thank you quickly."

An Ran thanked her with a complicated expression, and accepted the imperial edict.

Eunuch Defu congratulated with a happy smile, "My slave congratulates the empress. The palace is rushing to make a dress. When the auspicious day comes, she can be formally sealed in front of all officials."

"Send off Mr. Defu for me," An Ran said in a daze.

"Yes." With a smile on her face, Hongxue personally sent Defu out of Chaoyang Palace.

An Ran sat in Chaoyang Palace, looking at the imperial decree with a depressed face.

The voice of Emperor Chenlong suddenly remembered, "Do you like it?"

An Ran turned her head back, "Why did you suddenly think of making me queen?"

Emperor Chenlong approached and touched her head, "Because you are suitable."

The right size is right, but An Ran raised her head and looked at the man's gentle eyes, she was really puzzled, this Chen Longdi, is there a wrong muscle?They have only met a few times!

On the day of the posthumous title, An Ran was held by Emperor Chenlong and walked up to the highest place, enjoying the worship of all the officials.

Under the moonlight, An Ran asked, "Your Majesty, when did you start thinking?"

Emperor Chenlong's gentle voice sounded, "I don't know, but I suddenly got upset, and I can't forget it anymore."

"But, I have no idea about you." An Ran muttered to herself.

"It's okay, as long as I'm happy with you." There was an inexplicable smile in his voice, "You just need to stay with me."

When An Ran returned to the system space, she still couldn't come to her senses. In this world, she accompanied Emperor Chen Long to grow old. Although she still had no love for this man, she still had family affection.

Of course, that was Jiang Anran's thoughts, back in the system space, she is Anran.

Looking at the soul of the sleeping red jade in her palm, An Ran smiled softly, and slowly placed her in the hall of the prayer space, waiting for the system that was destined for her.

The small courtyard was as peaceful as ever, but what was rare was that Lanxi wasn't there. Sitting in a chair safely, looking at the flowers in the courtyard, she suddenly thought of the group of people in the Flower God World, as well as her flower goddess mother.

No matter when and where, no matter what wind and snow, I hope you will still be a teenager when you come back.

Ran An, is the young master of a wealthy family in Liangcheng. He grew up in rich clothes and rich food. juvenile.

At this time, the mother who would smile at him tenderly, and the father who would call him A Bao, had already turned into loess.

Ran An often wondered, if he missed his family back then and came back often to see, would he still be able to spend more time with them, at least let them leave without regrets, instead of being held back by the timeless cultivation.

(End of this chapter)