Prison Dragon

Do you want to be a dragon?Ao Chen asked me this way.

He's been pestering me with this question since I first met him by the lake.

I am a human being, so naturally I cannot become a dragon.

But there is a dragon in the world - that is the Son of Heaven.

I have been resisting his temptation.

However, in his arms, on this rainy day, in his moist and warm breath, I felt my heart began to shake slightly.

If that heartless and incompetent person can become emperor, what about me?Do I also have the opportunity to spy on that supreme position?

At least, with the help of the real dragon, that position will not be far away from me.

"Can I really be the Son of Heaven?" I said in a voice only I could hear.

Ao Chen hugged me tightly, and a deep and pleasant voice came from his chest, "Of course, the person chosen by the real dragon is the emperor."

I raised my head and saw his sharp jaw, "The road to the Son of Heaven must be very hard."

"Yeah," he sighed, "you have to give up a lot of things to win the world in the end."

"Oh." I said in a muffled voice, "Forget it, I only have one life and one mother, and I don't want to part with it."

I didn't see Ao Chen's expression, but I heard the sound of his teeth grinding.

It turned out that the wavering heart was just my illusion, and I was still a firm rock.

He sat on the steps with me in his arms, didn't say anything, just sat quietly and listened to the rain.

I sat with him and watched the rain for a while, and gradually became bored.Teenagers are a lively age, and even dogs are bored. If I want to experience the fun of listening to the rain, it is like a monkey listening to the piano, and I can't taste it.

After a while, I was so sleepy that I yawned and burst into tears.

Ao Chen patted my head, "Sleepy?"

I didn't answer him, I arched up in his arms, poked my head and looked at the temple and asked, "Is this your temple?"

Ao Chen didn't answer.

"You agree? That's your temple." I said to myself, "You can't build temples in the palace, so your temple must be built by the emperor's order. This temple has been abandoned for a long time, so it must not be a temple. I have never heard of this place, at least the temple was not built by recent generations of emperors. The imperial palace of the previous dynasty is not here, which means that this forest was built in the imperial palace during the founding of the country, right? "

Ao Chen patted my head encouragingly, "You are very smart."

Every child in Qi will know a story.

800 years ago, the people were dissatisfied with the tyranny of the Zhou Dynasty and raised troops one after another.One day, Gaozu dreamed that a black dragon was falling into his dream, and when he woke up, he found a very handsome man in black in his tent.

It turned out that the man in black was transformed by the dragon god. Seeing that Gaozu had the ambition to sweep the world and cleanse the universe, he went down to help Gaozu conspire the world.

Recruit talented people, recruit famous generals, come up with a decisive strategy to win thousands of miles, and determine the success of eternal hegemony.

"Is it you?" I asked Ao Chen, pointing to the dragon on the high platform that was not domineering and wrapped in spider webs and dust.

He didn't even look at it, just smiled silently, and the smile touched the muscles on the side of his neck and was felt by my cheeks.

I calculated that it has been more than 800 years since the period of Gaozu.

"Is that you?" I asked again.

Ao Chen's eyes suddenly darkened, I didn't know if I said something inappropriate, so I shut up quickly.

He got up and pulled me back.

I looked back at the temple covered with weeds and moss.

It has witnessed countless absurd times. Suddenly, a hundred years of swords, blood and rain, waves and clouds suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, and a kind of unreasonable sadness welled up in my heart.I was a little stunned, and I was a little bit teary.

For some reason, at that moment, I felt my heart was devastated.

Ao Chen pulled me back, step by step down the stairs engraved with dragon patterns, and walked through the dense pine forest.

I heard that each dynasty will have its own animal to protect the country. The animal that protects the country in the previous Zhou Dynasty is a white tiger, so the capital is named Bodu.The capital of our country is named Li.

Li, that is, the black dragon.

black dragon...

Black Dragon!

is it him?

I looked up at his handsome side face, his appearance can really be described as heaven and man.

No, Ao Chen is a heavenly man.

Curly white smoke rises from the rain curtain, his eyes are empty and far away, and his eyes pass through the heavy smoke, as if passing through layers of time.

"When I was in the south of the Yangtze River, I heard a scholar say that King Zuo of Qi lived for a long time because he was protected by the Dragon God." I said cautiously.

He rubbed my hair with a smile, and messed up all the buns I had combed. "One day you will know that God is unreliable, and neither are people. The only strength you can rely on is yourself."

I looked at my pale and slender hands, "My strength?"

Ao Chen reached out and tapped my forehead, "You have a brain, you are the smartest person in the palace."

"Is that why you want me to be the emperor?" I threw myself into his arms and pulled his lapel and asked.

We walked to the gate of Qingyu Xiaozhu, where the emperor's chariot was still parked, and I suddenly didn't want to go in.

It doesn't matter where you go, as long as you leave this cage full of strange desires and emotions.

But I am part of the cage, and as long as I have that man's blood on me, I will never be able to escape from the palace.

Ao Chen squatted down and pressed my head to his chest, and put his chin on my hairpin, "It's not enough to be smart. I have seen many children who are smarter than you, but you may be the only one who can meet my requirements."

I didn't quite understand what he meant, he was silent for a while and then sighed, "However, you may be the last one."

"What's the last one?" I raised my head from his arms and looked at him with melancholy and helpless eyes.

"You are probably the last emperor I can find." His voice seemed to be infected with his body temperature, ironing in my heart.

I can't help but think back to that night, right by the lake where all karma and fate began, I got lost and went back to the original place from the woods again, and a man stopped me.

"Stop!" His voice came from the white mist, it was deep, gorgeous and full of majesty.

I was so scared that I fell to the ground.

The white mist that could not be seen with my fingers dissipated quickly, and I saw that there was no moon, no stars, and no luminous things in the sky.

Only the black air that filled the sky floated from the lake.

Darling, I really met a snake demon, the demonic aura is so strong that it can be seen with the naked eye!

How old is that leprechaun?

Thinking like this, I watched a tall man float over from the lake with my own eyes.

He was stepping on black clouds under his feet, his black hair was scattered in the air, his tall body was wrapped in black clothes, and his robes were hunting in the air, like a flock of crows chasing him.

Only the red lips and white teeth are more vivid in the black.

I thought that the three thousand beauties in the harem were already peerless.Only after seeing him did I know that there is a real beauty that can transcend gender and identity, make people willing, make people forget themselves, make people can die for it, and live for it.

I can't find the words to describe him at all.

He shouldn't be a sight that can be seen in the world, no wonder he is a demon.

He just floated in front of my eyes, looking down at me, "Mortal, why are you here?"

My mind was blank, I didn't know how to react, my heart was full of fear of being swallowed, and I knelt down in front of him subconsciously.

He was silent for a while, then hooked up the slender fingers hanging by his side, and I was lifted up by an invisible force.

I was terrified, he just withdrew that invisible force, and knelt down again.

I buried my head very low, I dare to swear, since I was a child, I have never kowtowed in such a standard and pious manner, I wish I could show my heart in front of him.With a trembling voice, I shouted: "The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan, disturbed the adults, and asked the adults to let the little one go."

He moved his toes and stepped on the ground.

I glanced down at the patterns on his shoes. The black boots were embroidered with dragon patterns and sparkling sea waves with silver thread.

That should be a jiao, I heard that jiao is a small dragon with four claws, just now I looked anxiously, I didn't see what kind of dragon claws on his feet.

I quickly looked up and took another look.

See clearly now, Five Claws.

It seems that this dragon has great ambitions.

Don't ask me why I didn't think of him as a dragon in the first place.

If it's really a dragon, why does it stay in such a broken place in the world?

Wouldn't it be good to ride the wind and waves in the sea and travel thousands of miles in the heavens?

I subconsciously ruled out the truth.

He seemed to have seen my movements, and he stretched out his toes in front of me and asked, "Would you like to watch?"

"Look at it!" I kowtowed repeatedly, and praised with my eyes closed: "Your shoes are truly unique in heaven and earth. The embroidery thread is ingenious and the patterns are unique, which suits you very well. You are handsome and elegant..."

A big hand was grabbing my hair, his hand was so big it was grabbing my entire skull, I couldn't understand how a man's fingers could be so strong.

Oh, he's not human, then I understand.

He lifted my head up vigorously, my skull was in pain, half of my body was lifted by him, only my toes touched the ground.

He bent down and looked at me.

I saw his face for the first time.

All verse pales before him.

His eyes were red, and the skin at the end of the eyes was a little thin. Under the fair complexion, there was a peach-like crimson color, the end of the eyes was raised, and the eyelashes were long.

His face was incomparably beautiful, but his eyes were piercingly cold, as if carrying the dark and sticky mud at the bottom of the lake and the enormous pressure, as well as the extremely icy profound emotions.

It was an emotion that seemed to be hatred, but was more complicated, deeper, and more tangled than hatred.

I have never understood in my life that there is any emotion stronger and more profound than hatred, which tortures people day and night without rest.