"Get down!"
Yaochi didn't let go, smiling as she whispered in his ear as if waking someone from a dream: "Li Changzhou, I want you to both keep your promise and break your promise for me alone."
"Get down!"
"I'm so happy right now! Xiao Zhou, I like you more and more!"
"Stop fooling around," Li Changzhou said helplessly.
"Whatever you say goes. No matter what storms we encounter, the decision to advance or retreat is always mine, understand? Now, I command you to carry me to the Hall of Preserving Harmony!"
"Are you out of your mind? I'm really getting angry... Don't bite my ear!"
Yaochi licked her ear, which had been bitten by teeth, and jumped off Li Changzhou's back like a little girl, giggling.
Dressed in a long purple dress, she ran happily along the imperial road, leaving behind a trail of laughter, until she reached the brightly lit palace reflected in the water.
Li Changzhou pinched his ear and sighed.
The two entered the Hall of Preserving Harmony.
Li Xidao, Lan Daoxing, and Lan Tianyu stared intently at them.
Li Changzhou's breath was calm and steady, and his demeanor was elegant. He put his veil back on, and his snow-white hair turned black.
Li Changzhou had a stern face, while Yaochi's eyes were full of affection, occasionally glancing at him with a smile.
Surprisingly, none of them were injured.
"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my mission." Li Changzhou flicked his sleeve.
"Bang!" A dragon's head nearly filled the Baohe Hall, and exclamations rose and fell. Some singers and dancers were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.
On the table, the dishes bobbed like small fish, some wine bottles were overturned, and the candlelight was blown to one side as if it were being pushed over. The lanterns under the eaves outside the hall swayed back and forth.
With a light tap of his finger, Shao Yuanjie unleashed a wisp of golden dragon vein power, bringing the Baohe Hall to a standstill.
His eyes flickered. If it was true that he had taken the Jiajing Emperor to the moon, this would be the third time that magic had been used within the dragon vein's range.
This is Yaochi's skill; she shrunk the dragon's head, finding it dirty herself, and had Li Changzhou hold it.
Compared to the dragon head, Li Changzhou was small, but in the eyes of the assembled officials, he appeared exceptionally tall and imposing. The wind outside the hall blew, causing his purple robes and wide sleeves to flutter. Standing next to Yaochi, he looked like a deity.
“Immortal Marquis, is this some kind of illusion?” Li Xidao squinted. “Just now, when my two fellow Daoists Lan and I were fighting the evil dragon, Immortal Marquis was the first to run away, and we couldn’t even see his shadow.”
Li Changzhou glanced at him: "I'll go settle the women the evil dragon kidnapped first. What, do you have a problem with that?"
He's in a bad mood right now.
"So that's how it is. The Immortal Marquis is indeed a man of great virtue." Li Xidao raised his wine cup to toast him.
Emperor Jiajing finally turned around from the shock of the dragon head. He looked at Li Changzhou, his hesitation seemingly suppressed by the dragon head, his heart pounding in his throat.
Immortality!
Just as he was about to speak, Shao Yuanjie said, "Your Majesty, since the rain has stopped, why not order fireworks to be set off so that the people can enjoy themselves together?"
Emperor Jiajing thought about it and realized that it was indeed not the right time to discuss matters.
He nodded: "Okay."
At the emperor's command, bells rang throughout the capital.
Soon after, the sounds of fireworks filled the air as they burst open in the sky, which had just been rained on, like colorful flowers.
Emperor Jiajing was excited and led his officials out of the Hall of Preserving Harmony to watch the fireworks under the eaves.
"Immortal Marquis, Goddess of Immortal Transformation, come to my side!" Emperor Jiajing laughed loudly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Amidst the admiring, respectful, or cold gazes of the crowd, Li Changzhou and Yaochi approached Emperor Jiajing.
As they passed by, the beautiful Empress Fang secretly touched Li Changzhou's hand.
The Empress's hands were smooth and a little cold on the rainy winter night, but when they touched Li Changzhou's warm hands, her heart felt warm.
She turned her gaze away from Li Changzhou and found Yaochi looking at her with a half-smile.
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