She has a three-to-five-month buffer period; she must find a way to escape from here and go find her master.
Just as Ayao had this thought, Luo Bai suddenly turned around, startling Ayao. Afraid that Luo Bai might suddenly change his mind, she immediately hugged the quilt tightly.
"You're not thinking of using delaying tactics to buy time and then find a way to escape, are you?" Luo Bai asked with a smile.
Ayao shook her head vigorously, like a rattle: "No, no, absolutely not."
Luo Bai suddenly sat down on the edge of the bed. His long silver hair shone under the light, and a gentle smile, like a spring breeze, graced his handsome lips. He reached out and pulled A Yao from the corner. The blanket slipped down, revealing A Yao's snow-white body. A Yao screamed and instinctively reached out to pull the blanket back over her body.
Luo Bai had one arm around A Yao's soft waist and the other hand on her neck.
At this moment, A Yao was not wearing much on her upper body. The man's hand was pressed against her skin, and the warmth was even more intense than a branding iron, making her cheeks flush red.
The white-robed Dragon Emperor lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "If you dare to run away, I will twist your neck off."
The gentle voice, filled with bloody words, and the breath spraying in her ear sent a shiver down A Yao's spine.
Especially the hand on her neck, which gently applied pressure, made Ayao's body stiffen, as if she were frozen.
Her heart was pounding.
Is this guy joking?
Seeing A Yao's frightened expression, Luo Bai was satisfied. He smiled and released A Yao, then walked outside. A Yao watched him disappear through the layers of gauze curtains. After she could no longer sense his presence, A Yao sat on the bed grinding her teeth.
Old mudfish, old lecherous dragon!
I'm going to run away. Let's see if you dare to twist my head off.
snort!
Ayao threw back the brocade quilt, her magical power swirling around her body, and changed her clothes. She put on a light green gauze dress, got off the bed, and looked around. The entire bedchamber was filled with Luo Bai's aura. This was his palace; he often came here, so it was normal for his aura to be everywhere.
Two small phoenix totems flickered in A Yao's eyes. She looked around at the various restrictions on the floor, pillars, walls, and coffered ceiling. Although she had been here in her previous life, she hadn't been able to study this place properly. What method could she use to evade Luo Bai's perception and escape?
How many clones of Luo Bai must there be in the entire Dragon Palace?
Ayao would never dare to say that she understands him. Besides his empress, his concubines, and his son, who else in the Dragon Clan is his alter ego?
Whether it's in the open or in the shadows, I dare not even think about it!
As soon as Ayao thought about it, her head started to ache.
In the end, it all comes down to her current low strength. If she were still an Immortal Emperor, she wouldn't need Luo Bai's help, let alone let him take advantage of her.
Ayao gritted her teeth and walked towards the bed, where she sat cross-legged.
With a wave of her hand, A Yao set up a barrier around herself, then began refining the Thunder Essence she had obtained from the Black Nest. Escape wasn't an option for the time being, so she might as well refine the Thunder Essence first; every little bit of increase in strength was valuable. Strength, strength, strength is everything!!
Blue lightning appeared from A Yao's body, and arcs of electricity flowed through her body like water.
In her sea of consciousness, the Reincarnation Pearl floated in the sky like a giant planet. A Yao's primordial spirit sat on the surface of the pearl, surrounded by two sources of lightning and several sources of fire. The life essence within her primordial spirit emitted a soft, holy green and white light.
A bolt of lightning shot straight into the center of A Yao's primordial spirit's brow, attempting to tear it apart.
The original source that one comprehends is inherently one's own and will not cause any harm. However, the original source obtained through various means must be refined before it can become one's own; refining is a process of taming.
Apart from certain special origins, such as the origin of life, almost all origins obtained from elsewhere must be refined before they can truly become one's own.
Ayao refined the essence of thunder for fifteen days. During these fifteen days, Luo Bai came by, checked on her with his divine sense, and knowing that she was cultivating, he did not disturb her.
Fifteen days later, A Yao opened her eyes, and blue lightning flashed in them before disappearing.
She stood up, got out of bed, and walked outside.
She walked around the screen and into the outer hall, where a row of beautiful maids saw her and bowed in unison.
"Greetings, Consort Yao! We are here by His Majesty's orders to serve you!"
Ayao's lips twitched: "..."
Consort Yao?
Who is it?
Could it be referring to her?
Remembering what she had promised Luo Bai, A Yao felt a headache coming on.
"Please, Your Majesty, bathe and change your clothes!"
A maidservant held the clothes in both hands and said respectfully.
These maids all bowed their heads obediently, but in truth, they were all very puzzled. They couldn't understand why His Majesty would choose a woman with phoenix blood as his concubine, but what lowly maid dared to speak out against His Majesty's decision?
It shouldn't be long before His Majesty transforms Consort Yao into a dragon, right?
Bathing and changing clothes?
Ayao blinked her big, bright blue eyes. Since she had the same idea, she agreed.
After bathing, Ayao returned to her bedchamber and waved away the maids who wanted to do her hair and makeup.
Inside the main hall, silk gauze curtains hung gently, and behind layer upon layer, a young girl in a white robe could be seen dressing in front of a mirror. Ayao held a jade comb, gazing at the girl in the mirror, pondering her next move.
In any case, there is absolutely no way she could stay here as Consort Luo Bai.
Luo Bai entered at this moment. He saw A Yao sitting in front of the mirror, her long, smooth black hair cascading down like a waterfall. A Yao's soft, boneless hands emerged from her wide sleeves, one gently stroking her hair, the other holding a jade comb inlaid with pearls, gently combing it from top to bottom.
The young girl was doing her makeup in front of the mirror, and the scene looked quite beautiful.
Looking at A Yao's figure, Luo Bai recalled a scene from trillions of years ago. At that time, A Tang had just married him, and she was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, gently combing her long, black hair. Suddenly, he felt as if he had returned to the years trillions of years ago.
Recalling those most beautiful years of the past, his eyes, as bright as molten gold, softened even more.
He walked towards A Yao.
When Ayao saw the white figure in the mirror, she immediately put down the comb and was about to stand up when she was stopped by a pair of large hands.
"Don't move!"
The man pressed down on her shoulders, urging her to sit down again. Then he picked up the jade comb and began to comb her long hair.
Ayao's body tensed up, but she quickly relaxed, remembering how Luo Bai often combed her hair in her thousand-year dream from her past life.
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