"It's just blood, it's just a coincidence."

Luo Yuan smiled easily, Huang Di had been dead for hundreds of thousands of years, and his bloodline was just a coincidence. How could he be related to Huang Di?

"What's wrong? Do you still want to tell me that I am the blood of the Yellow Emperor?"

Luoyuan walked to Zhiyang's side, and the playfulness in his eyes fell on Zhiyang's eyes, quietly igniting the surrounding air. His whole body was in dire straits, but he could not make a single sound, and could only keep sinking.

"A Yuan, I mean what if...what if, you are really the bloodline left by Huang Di?"

Zhiyang never dared to tell the story of Luo Yuan's life experience. Most of the things involved here were too big. Until now, Zhiyang still didn't want to believe that Luo Yuan was the bloodline left by the Yellow Emperor.

"That's it, so what can I do?" Luoyuan looked at Zhiyang's pretty face and didn't know what was going on in this little fox's mind, "The Yellow Emperor has been dead for thousands of years, what's the point of being here or not? Doesn't matter to me.

No matter who you are, it will not stop me from loving you."

Every word is what Luo Yuan said from his heart. No matter what blocks the two of them in the future, Luo Yuan will not let go of Zhi Yang's hand. He has missed it once, and he will not miss it again.

For a moment, Zhiyang did not speak, her eyes were fixed on Luo Yuan. From his eyes, Zhiyang saw herself, and also saw Luo Yuan's deep love for her.

Zhiyang's hands gently covered Luo Yuan's broad back, and she leaned on Luo Yuan's cold chest, speechless, quietly listening to his strong heartbeat, and greedily lingering on his warmth.

"What's wrong? You're already a female queen, why are you still acting coquettishly?"

A loving voice fell on Zhiyang's ears, and he gently hugged Zhiyang, his slender fingers gently stroking her hair and caressing her back.

The fragrance of peach blossoms surrounded them, and in a daze, Luo Yuan still couldn't tell whether it was the falling flowers in the sky that refreshed his mind, or the beauty in his arms that was intoxicating.

"Azhi, I will take you back to Jiuyao Bitong when I have time..."

For Luo Yuan, Jiu Yao Bitong is like Qing Qiu to Zhi Yang. It is Luo Yuan's home and the place where Luo Yuan grew up. No matter where Luo Yuan lives in the Three Realms, he cannot be with him.

Compared with Jiuyao Bitong.

If it weren't for the accident that happened when Zhiyang faked his death, the two of them would have gone to Jiuyao Bitong to live in isolation from the world.

"Okay, Jiuyao Bitong, it sounds like a beautiful place."

Zhiyang has never been to Jiuyao Bitong. After all, that is where Luoyuan lives. After all, Zhiyang is still a little curious.

It's late at night, and the stars are shining brightly in the sky at this moment, exuding a faint soft starlight, illuminating the entire Qingqiu...

To the west of Qingqiu, in a room in a three-story restaurant, several dim oil lamps illuminated the room with a faint light, casting mottled shadows on the walls of the house.

"I let you escape again!" There was only a woman in black robe in the room, holding a mirror in her hand. The hood covered the woman's face. What could be seen clearly was a pair of red lips, as bright as blood.

The slender fingers gently stroked the mirror surface, and the red nails seemed to pass through the mirror and reach the face of the person in the mirror.

"After today, let me see how you are going to deal with it?"

The red lips of the woman in black robe gradually raised, and the smile on her face revealed a little bit of ghostliness, which made people a little scared.

Today's Qingqiu is different from usual. First, the willow branches by the Chuandai River trembled slightly, and then the bottles and cans in each house collided and rubbed, making a small, mournful sound.

At the same time, circles of ripples appeared on the surface of Qin Lake for no apparent reason, and the lake water surged up, instantly submerging the surrounding villages; in the Diyi Pavilion of Qizhidian, the bells rang quietly and mournfully.

At this moment, disturbing news was delivered to Qingqiu one after another. Overnight, Qingqiu seemed to have fallen into an uncontrolled disaster. People's cries of pain resounded throughout the city in an instant.

An earthquake without warning turned the western part of Qingqiu into the hardest-hit area. Here, not only did the earthquake occur, but countless Earth Immortal people were innocently poisoned.

"Nvjun, the situation in the west is too big. We have sent soldiers to provide disaster relief, but... it's just a drop in the bucket."

Zhiyang sat in the Qizhi Palace, her brows furrowed deeply, her eyes full of gloom, her lips tightly closed, and she looked at the soldiers in front of her.

"How are the people in the west doing now?"

"..." The general glanced at Zhiyang secretly, with a little hesitation in his eyes, "It was less affected by the earthquake, more caused by poisoning..."

"Poisoned?" There is only one thing that has always puzzled Zhiyang. In the early morning, a large-scale earthquake occurred in Qingqiu. It is normal that the people did not take precautions in time, and there will be some injuries. But now it turns out that all the people were poisoned.

What is the situation?

Zhiyang's eyes were calm, facing this natural disaster, there were always too many doubts.

"In this way, I will go to the west in person. If there is anything to report to the Palace of Qi..."

"If there is anything going on in Qi Zhi Palace, please report it as usual. I'm here!"

Before Zhiyang finished speaking, Luo Yuan slowly walked into the palace. Different from yesterday, his complexion at this moment had recovered. His long hair was no longer flying freely like yesterday. The top of his head was combed into a bun with a jade hairpin pinned to it.

On top of his head, the whole person regained his former elegance.

Seeing Luo Yuan enter the palace, not only Zhiyang, but everyone present was surprised. As the emperor of Jiuchongtian, what is Luo Yuan doing in Qingqiu at this time?

"Emperor Luoyuan, even though you have been kind to Qingqiu these years, if you still want to bring the queen back to the Nine Heavens, don't blame me, everyone in Qingqiu, for being unethical!"

Before Zhiyang could react, the Great Elder and others rushed to surround Zhiyang, preventing Luo Yuan from getting closer to Zhiyang.

Luo Yuan's eyes always fell on Zhi Yang. Seeing the scene in front of him, Luo Yuan couldn't help but smile. With a trace of pity in his eyes, he asked Zhi Yang for help.

"Elders, Luo Yuan is now... a member of my Qingqiu family."

Zhiyang stood up from her seat. When she said this, her face was flushed, and the shyness in her eyes betrayed her.

"Nvjun...this is?"

Looking at Zhiyang's expression, everyone realized that they were no longer children, and gradually they all had the answer.

"Why are you here? The injuries on your body haven't healed yet."

Without the elders standing in front of her, Zhiyang quickly walked to Luo Yuan's side, holding his arms with both hands, and her concerned eyes wandered over his body, while speaking, there was a little bit of blame.

.

"I'm fine now." Luo Yuan smiled softly, "If you want to go to the west, go with confidence and boldness. I will guard the Qizhidian here for you."

Luoyuan should be the person who understands Zhiyang best.

As soon as something happened in the west, Zhiyang wanted to go to the west to see for herself what happened and the casualties of the people. But Zhiyang was still the queen of Qingqiu after all, and Qingqiu had many affairs, so it was impossible

If you want to leave immediately, you should leave it to a reliable person to manage it.

Now that Luoyuan appears, Zhiyang's major problem has been solved.

Luo Yuan is not only familiar with things in Qingqiu, but also handles them in an orderly manner. If he thinks about who can take charge of Qingqiu on his behalf, Zhiyang really has no one more suitable than Luo Yuan.

"When you... are dealing with affairs, don't forget to take care of your body." After hesitating for a moment, Zhiyang slowly spoke. He couldn't worry about the affairs in the west, so he could only leave the affairs of Qizhidian to the bottom.

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"Don't worry." Luoyuan gently rubbed Zhiyang's long hair, "Jingqian and Dajiao Xuanyuan are both here, you don't have to worry."

Zhiyang nodded, although there was reluctance in her eyes, it was more out of the woman's responsibility.

Turning around to face the elders, Zhiyang looked majestic and decisive, "Elders, when I am not in Qizhi Palace, all things in Qingqiu will be under the control of Emperor Luoyuan. Please help me. If

If anyone disobeys, Emperor Luoyuan has the right to deal with it."

"We will obey your order!"

The west city of Qingqiu is full of devastation.

Not much affected by the earthquake, people gathered at the door. There was no scene of prosperity and wealth in the past. The bustling streets were now filled with people shouting in pain. Pairs of eyes stared at Zhiyang. In their eyes, hope became the most important thing.

A precious treasure.

Under this scene, Zhiyang's heart ached.

"Where are the people who were poisoned?"

After entering the city, Zhiyang saw that the situation was relatively good, and she did not see any people who had been poisoned. She frowned and clenched her palms slightly.

When asked about the poisoned people, the generals and city lords beside him looked at each other. Although they did not speak, Zhiyang still saw a trace of panic on their faces. He had no choice but to lead Zhiyang to go to the hospital for medical treatment of the poisoned person.

Team.

Compared with the outside, the situation here is even more serious. Looking around, Zhiyang can't believe the number of people who have been poisoned. There are even poisonous people coming in and out.

"The situations in which people are poisoned are almost the same, and the situations are extremely dangerous."

"Be specific? What are the circumstances?"

"At first it was just abdominal pain. Gradually, the patient began to foam at the mouth. Gradually, the patient began to lose consciousness, and the whole person seemed to be dehydrated."

The city lord thought carefully about the patient's condition and reported it to Zhiyang word for word.

Zhiyang looked at the patient who was lying on the couch. He was unconscious at the moment. He gently opened the patient's eyes. Although the pupils were not dilated, the whole person was unconscious. Zhiyang's fingers slightly touched the patient's skin.

, black and shriveled, without any elasticity...

This kind of poison is a bit strange, Zhiyang has never seen it before.

"The person is not dead yet, just comatose."

Raising his head again and looking at the countless patients, Zhiyang's heart suddenly felt like someone was playing in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't breathe.

"How many people are not poisoned?"

Looking at such a scene, everyone cannot be depressed. There are not enough doctors in the city and there are not enough manpower. It would be good if people who are not poisoned can also provide support.

"About a third."
Chapter completed!