Prison Dragon

Chapter 123

At night, Ao Chen pestered Yang You for a while before he calmed down and lay down on the bed.

Yang You gossips while grabbing his hair.

"Do you know what is under His Royal Highness Xuanzheng?"

Ao Chen shook his head, "Is it your family's treasure?"

Yang You told him all the scenes he saw, the space all made of ice, the high platforms stacked on top of each other, and the boxes of countless eras scattered on the steps.

Ao Chen understood his hint, "Do you want to go see it again?"

It must be a lie to say that you don't want to. What is hidden in it may be the secrets of countless emperors over the past 800 years and the thoughts that only they themselves know.

However, Yang You just wanted to see it out of interest, and didn't take this kind of thing seriously. Ao Chen reached out and patted his back, yawning and said, "Then do you want to go now?"

Yang You was overworked and fell asleep long ago.

Ao Chen turned sideways, hugged him in his arms, put his legs around Yang You's waist, and looked at the moonlight falling on the ground with his eyes open.

The dragon aura above Yang You's head is getting stronger and stronger, even in the dark night, it is very scorching, which means that he is not far from his final position.

Ao Chen doesn't want to count the days and wait for that day to come. The higher the expectation, the worse the fall will be when he is disappointed.

He kept thinking over and over again, maybe the ending of going to mortals together with Yang You might not be too bad.In addition to being a little unwilling...

Anyway, Yang You will be reincarnated after death, and no one will remember in the next life, everything will start from scratch.

he himself……

In the end, it also dissipated between the heaven and the earth, and the soldiers resolved to re-enter the reincarnation of heaven for thousands of luck.

It turns out that this is the feeling that life is short, and it takes only a few decades to give up everything. There is a gap between heaven and earth, so what is a few decades?In the blink of an eye, they will forget each other and become the gravel that is constantly washed away in the river of time, and no one remembers the other.

Ao Chen was a little at a loss. For him, eternal life seemed to be innate. He didn't care about time at all, because it was meaningless to him, and it was the same for thousands of years.

But if he really wanted to face death head-on, he was extremely nostalgic for his dying days.

The two extremes of eternal life and death are in front of him, and the person who can finally make a decision is Yang You.

If he can live freely... Everything Ao Chen has experienced in the past 800 years is for freedom and life, and he does not want to give up at this moment.

"Hey, Yang You," Ao Chen looked at the moonlight and said softly, "Why don't you ascend the throne, let me go, and pass the throne to your younger brother casually, and I will take you away."

"The mountains are high and the water is far away. It doesn't matter where you go. I will accompany you until you die. Will you agree?"

Yang You didn't speak, and fell asleep quietly.

Ao Chen knew that he would not agree.

He has too many fetters, too many ambitions and ideals, and he wants to create a new world.

This is Yang You's lifelong persistence as a mortal.

Ao Chen lowered his eyes and dropped a kiss on his forehead, closing his eyes.

On the evening of the second day, Ao Chen took the initiative to ask Yang You if he wanted to go to the Xuanzheng Hall to have a look.

Yang You also had nothing to do, so the two followed suit and entered the Xuanzheng Hall.

The blood-colored sunset illuminated the hall brightly.

Yang You dotted the blood on the longan and entered the dark room.He climbed up without saying a word, holding the dagger picked from the palace in his hand.

This is a Miao knife, which cuts iron like mud. It is a gift from the leader of the Miao people.

Yang You carefully opened the boxes one by one. To his surprise, there were miscellaneous things inside. Most of them were various letters or other items. Some things looked ordinary, and it was impossible to guess why they were regarded as treasures. Placed in Royal Vault.

It seems that the most valuable thing is the letter.

Yang You opened the letters while climbing up. The time in the letters is very messy. The only thing that is certain is that these letters definitely did not appear in the same period. They may have stretched from the founding of the People's Republic of China to today.

Yang You looked at it, and it was basically a wish, some hoped that the person who threatened him would die, and some hoped to win the battle.

The most important thing is to seek longevity.

He noticed that there were several blank sheets of paper and a half-painted painting.

The four corners of the painting are filled with scenery, only the place where the figure should stand in the middle is empty. The inscription and seal are all covered, but the protagonist in the painting is not seen.

In the world of mortals for ten generations, with deep love, I present it to Li Qing.

——Shannan Yang Yuan.

It was Emperor Wu. It was rumored that he had a male favorite who loved pear blossoms. Presumably this painting was given to that man.

There are no characters, and I don't know what kind of riddle Emperor Wu is playing with this Li Qing.

Yang You rummaged around, but found no noteworthy information, but he did know a lot of inner thoughts of the emperors, and saw a lot of fairy medicine prescriptions.

There are still some boxes that haven't been opened, and he probably won't have any other information, so he bowed to the tall steps.

"You are bothering me, I hope my ancestors will forgive me."

I don't know if it was his illusion, he seemed to hear a sigh gently falling to his ears from a high place, and when he was about to listen carefully, everything returned to tranquility.

Yang You has been counting in his heart this time, estimating the time and going out.

Ao Chen stood alone in the center of the Xuanzheng Hall, looking at the dragon chair, Yang You felt the long loneliness again, he walked quickly to hold Ao Chen's hand.

Sudden footsteps came from outside, and Yang You's face changed. He was still a few steps away from Ao Chen. Seeing the creaking sound of the door shaft, Yang You quickly stepped back, hid in the corner, and opened the door with the help of a large door. The beams and columns cover the figure.

Ao Chen walked in his direction unhurriedly.

The door opened, and Hong Guang walked ahead with a lantern, followed by Yang Ting.

Ao Chen was going to take Yang You back directly, but when he saw the strange combination of these two people, he couldn't help but look at Yang You.

Yang You shook his head.

Ao Chen understood his eyes, walked to him and stood beside him.

Yang You quietly leaned against the pillar, fortunately only Yang Ting and Master Hong Guang came in, the Xuanzheng Hall was so big, they couldn't find him for a while.

"Master, this is here," Yang Ting's voice sounded.He walked to the pillar with the mechanism and said excitedly: "Only the blood of the emperor can open it. Below is a secret room, which is full of ice that cannot be melted. There is an ice tablet. When I ascended the throne, the emperor father Tell me, Gao Zu invited a dragon to protect the country for Qi, and the dragon guarded the rivers and mountains for Gao Zu, and the dragon slept underneath."

Yang You glanced at Ao Chen, Ao Chen smiled, hugged Yang You's shoulders, and hung the whole body on him.

Why is Lord Dragon God becoming more and more clingy?

Yang You held his hand silently.

Yang Ting's voice was a little hoarse and weak, and his tone became more and more unstoppable, "Tell me, if I can use the power of the dragon for me, and then add the immortal medicine of my master, will I be able to live a long life?"

Yang You grasped Ao Chen's hand slightly, and shook his head at him, meaning that he would not let Yang Ting use Ao Chen to seek longevity.

Ao Chen smiled indifferently, and rubbed his face.

Hong Guang was obviously also a little surprised. He always thought that what Yang Ting was going to bring to see was the treasure he had collected for many years, but he didn't expect it to be a magical royal legend.

Not to mention whether there is a dragon, even if there is a dragon, Yang Ting also said that it is a dragon that protects Qi, how could it be used to make alchemy and seek medicine?

Hongguang said: "Your Majesty, the method of taking food must be developed step by step. Your Majesty has just started to practice now. If you are under the power of the dragon, it is too late. It is better to stabilize the Dao foundation, so that you can achieve what you want."

Yang Ting almost died of illness in the past six months, and was almost killed by the rebel army. After experiencing several turmoil, he felt that life was more precious, and the throne had to be fulfilled, otherwise it would be a waste of effort.

The throne and longevity, he wants both.

Hongguang rescued him himself, his loyalty is commendable, and he also knows the magic of ghosts and gods, so he is the perfect person to help him.

Yang Tingdao: "The master is right, but I still need to use the power of the dragon, why not let the master take a look for me first, how to use it?"

As he spoke, he cut his finger with the small knife he carried with him, causing Hong Guang to cry out in surprise, and Yang Ting dripped blood into the dragon's eyes.

"Master, please!" Yang Ting pointed to the ground and said.

"Here, Your Majesty..." Hongguang asked suspiciously, "Is there anything here?"

"Didn't you see?" Yang Ting's voice was indescribably ecstatic.

Hiroshi shook his head.

"Hahahaha..." Yang Ting laughed wildly suddenly, "Yizhi can't see it because he is a mortal. I didn't expect that even someone as advanced as my master can't see it. I really am the Son of Heaven!"

Hiromitsu said a few nice words in agreement.

Yang You continued to listen, and the two of them were talking about taking the elixir. He tapped the back of Ao Chen's hand, indicating that he could leave.

Ao Chen took him back to the bedroom of the palace.

Ao Chen let go of him, laughed wildly, and fell on the bed, "I didn't expect that there are people who believe in legends, and they want to trick me."

Yang You walked over and looked at him from a height, "I won't let this happen."

Ao Chen made a nasal hum.

Yang You was still thinking about what happened just now, and asked in confusion: "Father said that only the blood of the emperor can open that place, but I am not the emperor, why can I open it?"

Ao Chen pulled him down on the bed and hugged him, stroking his head, "The prince is also the future emperor."

Yang You suddenly raised his head, "What do you mean?"

"It seems that you are going to be the crown prince soon." Ao Chen said, "If Your Highness becomes rich and famous, don't forget about me, a poor husband."

Looking at Ao Chen's playful expression, Yang You didn't know whether to believe it or not. He frowned and said, "Where did you learn this kind of words?"

Ao Chen tilted his head and thought for a while, "Isn't there a story in your "Book of the Later Han Dynasty" about ministers? When you become emperor in the future, you will marry many concubines, so I will become your dross." Husband? Don’t forget the poor and humble friends, the poor husband will not go to court, you and I have both, you..."

Yang You covered his mouth in time, "I let you read history books, not these things! I haven't learned a single good word, I always learn these words to amuse me!"

Ao Chen's eyes curved into arcs, and he licked the palm of his hand.

Yang You withdrew his hand and shook it. Outside the window, the moon was on the willow branches, and the night wind blew the bed curtain.