Chapter 45 July Flower bites the leash and runs towards your puppy

Ye Yanze slept very deeply that day. When he woke up, he only felt the gauze bed curtains blowing in the wind, gently caressing his hands. Gentle sunlight slanted into the bedroom, blocked by the gauze curtains, and softly covered his face.

Ye Yanze propped himself up and sat up, but he still felt exhausted. His body suddenly felt sore and his hair was swollen. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly. Dots of golden light floated in the bright and clean sunlight. He could feel the hot elemental power running in his heart.

It was like molten gold, flowing and moving, completely different from other places he had been.

"Finally awake." Zelsa walked in holding the sleeping baby. His limbs were stiff, his movements were unfamiliar, and he looked clumsy.

Ye Yanze did not reach out to take it, but simply placed his fingers on the baby's heart. The weak but powerful beating of the heart was right under his fingers. The red and gold power entangled and rotated, continuously resisting the erosion of external elements.

Zelsa forced the wrapped baby into his hands. Ye Yanze looked up at him but didn't say anything. Zelsa sat down beside his bed and leaned over with her head resting on his thighs.

"This child has our elemental power protecting him. Does that mean he is our child?" Zelsa said lazily, holding his waist.

Ye Yanze lowered his eyes and looked at the young baby, and subconsciously answered him: "How can that be counted?"

Zelsa stood up and smiled at Ye Yanze, lowering his head to his cheek. Ye Yanze was stunned for a moment, looking at his smirking face, and suddenly knew what he was waiting for next.

Ye Yanze's face darkened. He handed the child back, lifted the quilt, picked up the clothes placed aside and went into the bathroom.

Zelsa held the baby and laughed softly.

He sat alone in the sun, exercising his strength. It was obviously a quiet and holy scene, but Ye Yanze's expression was so cold and distant, as if he was tired of all the exhaustion, but it seemed that there was more.

"Ye Yanze, Lily and Neil named her Aurora, which means a new beginning, hope and vitality." Zelsa said while leaning outside the bathroom.

Zelsa didn't continue talking, waiting patiently for the response from the person inside.

"Is it a girl?"

Zelsa leaned his head against the wall, his three-dimensional, deep face bathed in the sunlight. He smiled and answered in a low voice.

"I told them that this power can only protect her until she is ten years old. Before that, either help her awaken her power or let Aurora leave Jaya and never come back."

"After the scorpion tail was destroyed, no new monsters came. Because of your purification, Gaya has sunny weather all day today."

There was only the faint sound of water in the bathroom. He didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it or didn't care.

"The whole of Gaya opened its windows to welcome the sunshine today, and it's all because of you. We are all very grateful to you."

"We are very poor here, so we can't give you a beautiful medal, but thank you very much."

Zelsa had a smile on his face, holding a sleeping baby in his arms. The sun shone on him, making his face and body warm. He spoke slowly.

Finally, for the first time, he shouted sincerely and without any meaning.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Ye Yanze was immersed in the hot water, his light purple eyes blurred by the heat. He listened quietly to every word of Zelsa, and finally just closed his eyes, stroking the moving ball of light on his heart with his fingers.

The disaster had just passed, and people coming and going on the streets were busy cleaning up the streets. There was order in the chaos. The people of Gaya had long been accustomed to death and pain, and they had strong resilience.

Ye Yanze sat in front of the window with his hair loose. He tilted his head to look at Zelsa and praised her: "You are amazing."

There were no governors in Gaia a long time ago, and he had always been the one who coordinated and arranged things here. The fact that things didn't get chaotic and that they were able to hold on for so long was entirely due to his ability.

Zelsa had already returned Aurora to Neil and told him to take the child back to Lily.

At this time, he was busy wiping his hair, but he sighed when he heard it, and pinched his shoulder with his fingers in an ambiguous way. Ye Yanze felt that he had nothing good to say, so he turned his head and looked into the distance.

How could Zelsa miss this opportunity? She immediately came close to him with a lewd look in her eyes, lifted up the hair on the side of his face and kissed him.

"I wish I could hear this compliment in bed."

Ye Yanze has a kind of majestic and holy beauty. Others are afraid to say dirty words to him. But Zelsa insists on acting like a street hooligan. I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He suddenly finds an opportunity to act like a hooligan and is not silent at all.

"Do you know what happens to servants who are disrespectful to the Son of God in the temple?" Ye Yanze narrowed his eyes and reached out to push his face away.

Zelsa was unwilling to give up this juicy cabbage, so she lowered her head and leaned on his shoulder, the hot air she exhaled simmering on her skin, which was quite disrespectful to the Son of God.

"What will happen? Will I be hung up and whipped by you?" Zelsa kissed his neck. Ye Yanze trembled slightly, raised his head and frowned as if enduring it. "Then I will definitely get hard. What is the crime?"

"Ye Yanze, tell me, what is the crime?"

Ye Yanze's eyelashes trembled slightly, his Adam's apple was sucked, and rough, powerful hands held him tightly, his movements were gentle, but it seemed that something was missing compared to before.

Zelsa lifted him up and held him face to face. He was not one of those spoiled noblemen, nor was he trained to look good. He had been in exile since he was a child, and his muscles were trained by risking his life and working hard on the streets to earn money.

It was too light, and Zelsa always had to bend down to kiss him. Holding him like this at this time was just right for kissing him, but he paused this time.

"Defile the Son?"

His eyebrows and hair were both thick and dark in color. Ye Yanze's fingers went against the back of his head and ruffled his hair like he was rubbing a dog. He had double eyelids and bags under his eyes when he smiled. His black eyes were completely silhouetted in platinum.

Ye Yanze remained silent and did not resist, but reached out and touched the corner of his eyes.

The French windows were wide open, the wind and the sun were just right, and it looked like a happy fairy tale ending. But there was no prince here, only a street kid who didn't say sweet words of love, but only dirty talk.

"The day I saw you changing clothes, I came out after smelling the fragrance of your hair on my fingers."

Ye Yanze was not embarrassed at all. He stroked his ear with his fingers, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Is that so?"

Zelsa's eyebrows suddenly moved slightly, and her black eyes were full of undisguised hatred. "What Luther said is actually right. I only want to dirty you and taint you, and I will never let you keep your feet clean forever."

He followed Ye Yanze's belt and violently untied the knot in front of him, with an undisguised greedy and determined look on his face.

"Ye Yanze, I will be your dog, just like in my last life. No, I will satisfy you more than in my last life."

Ye Yanze's robe parted, one side of the robe slipped off his shoulder, and his naked back fell into the sunlight. His profile also melted into the soft light, and his light purple eyes looked at Zelsa, with no expression on his face, like a statue without sadness or joy listening to the believers' plea.

"You will promise me, right?"

Zelsa helped him simplify it again, only needing one syllable from him. He had already lost completely, but only today he confessed to him that he was not afraid of losing, but was afraid that he would let go of the rope around his neck.

Because he knew that the nature running through his blood was plunder and seizure, and that was how the thugs who had crawled out of the bottom of Colin District understood those noble and illusory loves.

Ye Yanze didn't answer him, but just ordered: "I'm cold, help me put on my clothes."

Zelsa looked at him with creepy, longing eyes, but after staring at him for a long time, she picked up his clothes and helped him put them on, then put him on the bed, bent down to pick up the belt and helped him tie it.

Ye Yanze lowered his head and looked at him kneeling on one knee, his face full of unsatisfied desire, and smiled and answered him casually: "Yes."

Zelsa was stunned at first, then Ye Yanze hugged him and offered him his soft lips and teeth, imitating Zelsa's behavior and actively licking his lower lip and biting him lightly.

"Good dog."

Ye Yanze's voice was hoarse, and his cheeks were red as if he had drunk too much wine. Zelsa relaxed his back, knelt on his knees, bent over and buried his head in his arms, feeling Ye Yanze's hands resting on his back.

Zelsa knew that he should ask for something right now, but he suddenly looked up at him and spoke almost in a choked voice.

"Tonight, can we?"

Ye Yanze didn't show any sign of shyness. He put his foot on his shoulder, stepped on it twice tentatively, and then agreed casually.

"Um."

Almost instantly, Zelsa reached out and grabbed his calf, holding his ankle, the calluses rubbing against his skin, and Ye Yanze immediately became nervous. But Zelsa just lowered her head and kissed his calf lightly, with a smile on her face.

Behind the three-story white building is a large meadow and forest, and even a stream running through it. There are no flowers, but it is very quiet. Ye Yanze stepped on the meadow and sat on the stone beside the stream. Zelsa was beside him, like a loyal knight, but his eyes were greedy.

Ye Yanze shielded his eyes from the sunlight and looked up at the scenery. This was a wild and unruly growth environment, completely different from the exquisiteness he had seen in the royal capital.

He turned his head and inadvertently glanced at the windowsill of the white building. He seemed to see a white dove flapping its wings and a blue family emblem with a python holding a flower flashed for a moment.

Ye Yanze calmly turned his head and watched the water flowing over the grass in front of him. He looked at Zelsa and spoke.

"Is Gaya's magic circle damaged? If it's convenient, I'll try to activate it later."

Zelsa's first reaction was his body, and before he could refuse, Ye Yanze reminded him.

"If I delay this, and a few more high-level monsters come, my strength will be wasted again, and then I won't be able to activate the magic circle."

Zelsa didn't try to stop him, but he had to take people to the central square to check now. He leaned over and hugged him, then reluctantly tilted his head to kiss his lips.

"Go ahead."

After he walked away, Ye Yanze casually stretched out his hand, and the white dove disappeared and reappeared in his hand.

"I'll pick you up in three days."

There was a family crest pattern on the white note. He had clearly anticipated all of this and had even taken the initiative to facilitate it, so why did he feel a chill all over his body now?

That day, he was in the room. Before he opened the door, he reached out and activated the blue family emblem on the back of his hand. The beautiful blue light lit up and disappeared. Then he grasped the door handle and pressed it down, stepping into Zelsa's trap, and also writing their ending.

The little light that leaked through the mottled shadows of the trees was obscured by the wind, leaving only shadow for Ye Yanze who was quietly watching the flowing water under the tree.

The magic circle has always been Gaia's hope. The magic circle in the square is well protected. Although it is already evening, they have not told anyone that they are going to try to activate the magic circle now.

But almost all the people of Gaja gathered in front of the square. There were hardly any people with intact limbs standing there, and there was no child. They all looked solemn and dignified, and everyone was silent. There were no flowers or ribbons, let alone cheers and applause.

Zelsa held his hand all the time, and the crowd spontaneously made a path and watched them walk towards the magic circle in the center of the square. Sani looked at Ye Yanze apologetically: "We didn't tell them, they... didn't mean to put pressure on you."

Ye Yanze wore a hood, smiled, and just shook his head: "It doesn't matter what it is."

Zelsa felt inexplicably flustered, tightly grasped his hand, leaned close to him and whispered: "It doesn't matter if it doesn't work, we'll just try once and go back to rest."

Ye Yanze patted his arm, let go of his hand, and walked slowly to the center of the empty square, where there was a stone-carved desk with no books on it, only a carved magic circle.

Ye Yanze's fingers slowly traced the direction of the magic circle, raised his hand and lit up the golden light to forcibly change a few lines. He had already planned to give up Gaya, and regarded this place as a sacrifice. How could the magician who set up the magic circle outside the city not do something?

These are today’s nobles, these are today’s superiors.

Ye Yanze raised his hand and pressed his palm downward. The purifying golden light was so dazzling and sharp. The elemental power in his heart was running rapidly. The dull pain made him lose his blood color in an instant. He pressed his heart with his other hand.

Zelsa's expression changed, and she couldn't help but wanted to step forward to interrupt, but was stopped by Sunny.

"We can't wait, Zelsa." Not only is there the possibility of monsters attacking and wasting his strength, but there are also noble families in the outside world who are frantically searching for the missing Holy Son.

The magic circle emitted a faint light, but it could not resonate with the magic circle in the royal capital. Ye Yanze looked at this familiar magic circle, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and withdrew his hand.

Then he stretched out his finger and scratched the sharp edge of the stone platform. Bits of bright red blood were absorbed along the lines of the magic circle and disappeared. After completing the last stroke, a golden light shot through the clouds, and a magic circle intertwined with gold and red lit up over the entire Gaya.

The gloomy sky at dusk was illuminated as bright as day. Zelsa looked at his finger that was still dripping with blood, and the bad premonition urged him to hold on to this person more tightly.

The silent crowd finally cheered. They embraced each other, cried, and laughed in the golden light. The magic circle that resonated with the capital had the familiar red flames. They were not only for the purification of Gaya, but also for the power that vaguely foreshadowed subversion.

Zelsa was not happy about his fame and more loyal followers. He just held Ye Yanze's hand, carefully checked his wound, and took him home.

"Zelsa."

Ye Yanze was pulled by him, surrounded by broken walls and excited people, who suddenly called him.

"You want to be an emperor, and you want to be an emperor who remembers Gaya."

Zelsa tilted her head and kissed him under the setting sun, in front of everyone, not caring about the hidden suspicions and doubts.

"But I'm always the puppy that runs towards you with the leash in my mouth."

Ye Yanze also remembered what he said at that time, and laughed out loud for the first time, very happily.

"Puppy? You really know how to act young."