Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

In fact, Yuwen Yang regained consciousness on the day he was assassinated. Although he could not move, he could hear sounds from the outside world.

Naturally, he also knew about his sterilization and Xiao Cui's cheating on him. He worked hard to cure Xiao Cui, but he didn't expect that the madman would benefit from it! He thought about tearing Xiao Cui and that bastard into pieces a thousand times in his mind.

But he couldn't do it, so he could only lie there like a living dead.

These days, he heard the conversations of the palace maids and eunuchs, and heard that Qiao Anyan had actually started to manage government affairs. It was impossible for him not to be panicked. Qiao was indeed malicious and wanted to steal the country.

Later, when Jiangzhou was hit by a flood, she actually asked Concubine Yang to lead the troops. Yuwen Yang was disdainful of this and thought it was simply outrageous!

But why didn't the Prime Minister and other ministers object? Were they all controlled by the Qiao family, or were they instigated to rebel?

Finally, he clearly felt that he was moving. It was a blessing ceremony. His heart was full of hope. If he could successfully wake up this time, he would reward Qiao with an intact body and leave her with some dignity as a token of his gratitude.

The rumbling thunder shattered his confidence in an instant.

Until he was hit by lightning, the piercing pain made him feel as if he had fallen into hell, his body was burned, but at the same time he also felt as if the shackles on his body had disappeared, and the next second, he opened his eyes.

Before he could be surprised, he saw An Yan, who looked like a god under the silver lightning.

An Yan just glanced at him lightly, as if she was looking at an ant, and her red lips moved slightly, "Ah, Your Majesty, are you awake?"

The clear and pleasant voice fell into Yuwen Yang's ears, bringing with it a biting chill, and he shrank back helplessly.

A hint of golden light appeared in the dark sky, gradually increasing and becoming dazzling.

A deep and deep dragon roar came from the horizon, which made people feel awe.

A huge golden dragon broke through the dark clouds and suddenly appeared in front of people.

"It's a five-clawed golden dragon! God bless me, Daqi!"

Everyone they saw knelt and bowed their heads with an excited look, praying for blessings.

The golden dragon circled in the sky, spinning around a few more times in a carefree and unrestrained manner.

Yuwen Yang was overjoyed, because he was protected by a real dragon!

He watched the golden dragon flying towards him in ecstasy, propping up his weakened body and laughing wildly, "Hahahahahaha, I am indeed the true Dragon Emperor!"

Then Yu Wenyang watched the golden dragon pass over him, and his smile froze.

The huge dragon head stopped in front of An Yan. An Yan stretched out her hand, and the golden dragon moved closer, with its forehead resting on her palm.

The sky suddenly brightened, the dark clouds dispersed, and the golden dragon's scales shone even more brightly.

An Yan was bathed in golden light, sacred and inviolable.

Accompanied by a dragon roar, the golden dragon rubbed against An Yan, then flew into the sky and disappeared into the blue sky.

An Yan looked at the clear sky and sighed in her heart, it is worthy of being a product of the system, the effect is like the real thing.

People in this era believed in gods the most. In every dynasty, who would ascend the throne and become emperor without adding some mythological elements to their origins?

She had this idea when she saw it in the system mall that day.

Now it seems that it is indeed good. Didn’t you see that Yuwen Yang was scared silly?

As for the ministers, they looked at her with admiration and awe.

Apart from those who had previously told her to commit suicide to assuage her sins, she was already paralyzed, her mind racing, trying to think of a place to bury her that would not be an eyesore to her.

The blessing ceremony ended successfully.

After returning to the palace, An Yanping dismissed the servants and immediately checked her own changes.

The strength has recovered about 10%.

A small ball of golden light gathered in the palm of her hand. An Yan stared at it for a long time but could not see anything unusual. Finally, she retracted her fingers and the light dissipated.

"Tuanzi, didn't I buy an illusion? How could this lightning have the effect of tempering the body?"

Tuanzi was also confused. He received a hint that after using it, the system froze, thunder came out, and then a golden dragon appeared.

"Originally, there should only be golden dragons."

"It doesn't matter. Even if things change in the future, I won't be afraid."

"Mom is the best! Tuanzi and Daddy will always be with you!"

An Yan touched it with relief.

"I have another piece of good news for you. I can feel Daddy's spirit reviving. Maybe next time we meet, Daddy will have regained his memory!"

"Really? That's great!"

An Yan's joy was beyond words. She stroked the flower that Rong Xuan had specially asked someone to find for her. It was a soft and fluffy snow-white ball, and their meeting was not far away.

An Yan's reputation grew day by day, and she was secretly given the title of "Golden Dragon Goddess".

No one objected to An Yan managing the government anymore. Everyone cooperated very well, and the court was thriving.

An Yan is only one step away from the throne.

She came to Chuxiu Palace, yes, Yuwen Yang was carried back here again.

Although Yuwen Yang woke up, he was in worse physical condition than before after being struck by lightning and being overjoyed and shocked.

But at least he can open his eyes and speak this time.

Therefore, once something goes wrong, they start cursing and trying to find a sense of existence.

Wanpin is no longer the punching bag she used to be. She is unwilling to waste words when she can take action, and she will vent her anger on the spot.

Since the master was not attentive, the palace maids and eunuchs naturally neglected him as well, and Yuwen Yang had a very difficult life.

Seeing An Yan coming, Yu Wenyang's eyes filled with tears, "My beloved..."

An Yan covered her nose with a handkerchief. The smell here was not very good.

Yuwen Yang froze for a moment, blaming the servants for not cleaning up for him and causing him such embarrassment.

"My beloved, please deal with everyone in this palace! They are so bold as to treat me like this!"

An Yan didn't care, and said in a cold tone, "Don't you know your situation?"

Yu Wenyang's anger froze, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped.

"My beloved, a day of marriage is a hundred days of grace. I treated you so well in the past..."

Looking at An Yan's sarcastic expression, Yuwen Yang couldn't continue his emotional words. Since playing the emotional card would only bring humiliation to himself, he simply made up his mind.

"I will not give you an edict of abdication! You are dreaming! I am the legitimate emperor! The Qiao family will always be traitors!"

"History books are always written by the victors, and..."

An Yan's smile grew even brighter. "It doesn't really matter whether there's an imperial edict or not. Do you know how many unsent memorials are sitting on the imperial desk advising me to ascend the throne?"

"Impossible!" Yu Wenyang shouted, "If it wasn't important, why would you come here in person?"

Without waiting for her response, Yuwen Yang said awkwardly, "I can abdicate, but you must respect me as the Supreme Emperor... No, just the Emperor's Husband. There can be no other men in the harem. My life cannot be worse than before. Can you agree to this?"

An Yan studied his face carefully. "I knew you were thick-skinned, but I didn't expect you to be this thick-skinned. I guess you wouldn't feel cold in winter, right?"

"Are you worthy of being my imperial husband?"

"But who can blame me for being kind and beautiful? After I ascend the throne, I will find you a good place."

An Yan smiled kindly, which made Yu Wenyang feel uneasy.