Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The monstrous flames of war are everywhere... The karmic fire has burned half of the sky red, scorching the air scorching hot, Yan Yuan walked in the thick smoke, and heard a mournful cry from a distance.

He suddenly panicked, walked through the pungent thick fog, looking for the sound of crying, and saw a group of heavenly soldiers dressed in silver armor kneeling on the ground, crying around a man.

The man's long hair was scattered under his body, and he lay quietly on the scorched ground, his face was blurred by blood so that he couldn't see his original appearance. .

Although she couldn't see the face clearly, Yan Yuan knew that it was the person she was looking for. He walked over stiffly, and the heavenly soldiers around the man consciously gave way.

Yan Yuan knelt down beside the man, lifted the man's upper body, gently hugged him into her arms, covered the wound on his heart stabbed by the magic blade, and called out hoarsely: "Abo..."

The man ignored him.

Yan Yuan's voice became more trembling, and tears fell uncontrollably: "Abo...don't scare me."

A man is always reluctant to ask him to wait too long, and it should be the same this time.After a while, he slowly raised his blood-stained dark red eyelashes, his out-of-focus green eyes met Yan Yuan's face, and it seemed that he only recognized who he was after a long while.

"……You came."

Yan Yuan spoke to the man in the most gentle tone, tightening her arms, "Well, I'm coming... I'm coming..."

"I'll take you home..."

The man's green eyes were half closed, and he said angrily, "A Yuan, the child... should be gone."

In addition to the large and small wounds on his body, as well as the wounds on his heart, the man also had a lot of blood dripping from his body, and his trousers were soaked through. Yan Yuan knew that he was sad and that he blamed himself.

Yan Yuan pressed her lips to the man's forehead, closed her eyes in pain, and tears rolled down her cheeks: "If it's gone, it's gone. We can have it again in the future. Don't think too much...the days will be long."

The man looked at the fiery red sky: "The demons... were defeated..."

Yan Yuan replied in a low voice: "Well, I know you are powerful, General Xuanlong has always been victorious in every battle, and you are the most heroic in my heart."

The man pursed his thin lips slightly, smiled, and said on the verge of death, "Ayuan...I won't go back with you this time..."

Yan Yuan suppressed her crying and asked, "Then where are you going?"

The man said with difficulty: "Maybe... I want to go to the world for a while."

"You want to leave me?" Yan Yuan couldn't hold back her sobs. "I won't allow it... We agreed to spend the eternity together, so don't break your promise."

"Don't break your promise... If you break your promise, I will be angry with you."

The man comforted him: "Don't cry... I'm not going to be wiped out, when I fall into reincarnation, you come to find me..."

Yan Yuan cried harder, as if her heart had been hollowed out, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the man's mouth: "The world is so vast, how can I find it... You are not allowed to die, you are dead Leave me alone, tell me how to bear it."

"Did you see the wound on my face... The traces left by the fire of karma will be engraved on the soul, and will be carried in reincarnation... Next time you see me, you will recognize me at a glance..."

If you enter reincarnation, you must drink Mengpo soup, even the emperor of heaven cannot be spared, this is the rule set by the way of heaven.As a god, you can't go down to find a mortal to be a husband and wife. Anything that goes against the way of heaven will be punished by heaven.

Yan Yuan knew that Xuanlong was trying to make him happy, so she didn't want to, she cried tremblingly: "I don't want... I don't want the next life, I just want the present, I want you to be with me forever..."

The man's heart was pierced by the magic blade, and even the most powerful medical immortal in Jiuchongtian couldn't save him. It was a foregone conclusion that he was going to leave, they all knew it.

But Yan Yuan didn't want to accept it, she picked up the man and rushed to the Heavenly Palace, asking him to wait a little longer, there must be a way to save him.

However, before halfway home, the man died, his breath became weaker and weaker, that kind of person who is not good at laughing, at the last moment, left with a smile in Yan Yuan's arms.

He said.

"Silly Yuan, I am willing to be your general."

"I would like to overcome obstacles for you...to protect you forever and ever."

he's gone.

Disappeared in Yan Yuan's world with their children.

……

In Qiankun Palace, the sleeping man on the dragon couch seemed to have fallen into a nightmare. His forehead was wrapped in gauze, blood was faintly oozing, his young and handsome face was stained with tears, and even the pillow under his body was soaked.

He murmured almost pleadingly.

"Don't...Abo...don't go..."

"Look at me... Please, look at me..."

"We agreed... to live through the eons..."

"we have agreed upon it……"

"do not go……"

"do not go……"

Seeing this, Chen Yan, who entered the inner hall with the decoction, hurriedly put the wooden tray on the table, ran to the bedside and called him in a low voice: "Your Majesty..."

"emperor……"

After calling more than ten times in a row, the person on the bed quieted down and slowly opened his red eyes.

Yan Yuan propped up the bed and sat up, as if she hadn't recovered from the nightmare, the candlelight reflected on his tense face, looking rather creepy.

Chen Yan turned around and brought the medicine on the table, whispering.

"Your Majesty, you have woken up. You have been in a coma for three whole days."

"This is medicine for wounds, you..."

Yan Yuan didn't listen to what Chen Yan was saying, and asked hoarsely, "Where is Xuanlong?"

Chen Yan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Yan Yuan and fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Yuan threw off the quilt and was about to get out of bed: "I'm going to see him in prison."

bring him back.

"Your Majesty..." Chen Yan called him urgently.

Yan Yuan's feet just landed on the boots, she raised her scarlet eyes to look at the eunuch's aging face.

"Have you forgotten, Mr. Han left three days ago."

"Miss Huajing said that his heart can only be preserved for one day, so the old slave personally sent the dragon's heart to Luanfeng Palace. This afternoon, the empress has awakened." Chen Yan said later, his voice was already crying.

Yan Yuan murmured, "Going away?"

Chen Yan: "Yes."

Yan Yuan felt a severe pain in his head, and only then did he remember that Xuanlong was dead.

died in his arms.

Before he died, he dug out the dragon's heart and left nothing behind when he left.

Nothing was left.

Exactly the same as in the dream...

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?..."

"Don't scare the old slave..."

Tears fell in Yan Yuan's eyes, he sat blankly on the edge of the bed, looked at the empty palace, and said softly: "I had a long, long dream... In the dream, I and Xuanlong loved each other very much, he There is also my child... I am very happy with him, before the child is born, I have prepared a lot of things to wear, use, and play..."

Chen Yan answered: "Then what happened..."

"Later...the child was not born, he fought for me and died on a sacred mountain...he died in my arms, and his body was turned into ashes after death...just like that day..." Big tears Rolling down one after another, Yan Yuan covered her head in pain and bowed her body.

"Just like that day..."

Chen Yan looked at him worriedly, with sad eyes: "Your Majesty, that's just a dream..."

"Since Mr. Han is dead, you don't have to think about it... go and see the empress."

"Uh... ho... ho..." Yan Yuan gasped in pain, clutching his head and struggling, hoarsely said: "He's dead..."

"He's dead... I don't want him to die..."

"Chen Yan, I'm in so much pain..."

"I'm in so much pain..."

Chen Yan went over to support him, tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty, why are you bothering? The deceased is gone. You didn't pay attention when he was around. Now that he's gone, you don't need to think about it."

"Since Mr. Han left so resolutely...I definitely don't want you to miss him."

Xuanlong suffered so much during his time there, and he didn't get half of Yanyuan's favor, so belated remorse is the most contemptuous and useless.Even for the sake of Xuanlong's saving Yan Yuan's life, Yan Yuan shouldn't have treated him like that at the beginning. As a slave, Chen Yan is soft-spoken, and that's all he can say.

"Your Majesty, you should drink the medicine, you can't drink it when it's cold."

Chen Yan handed the medicine bowl in front of Yan Yuan, Yan Yuan raised her hand and brushed the medicine bowl, the medicine juice splashed and shattered.

"I don't want to drink! You go and invite Master Shi, I have something to ask him, go now."

Since Daoist Shi can subdue the demon, there must be a way to save the demon.

Just because the flower essence can't do anything, doesn't mean that other people can't do anything...

It was late at night, even if he wanted to call people into the palace, he should wait until tomorrow, Yan Yuan was going to summon them overnight, so Chen Yan had no choice but to send someone to invite them.

When the Shi Daochang arrived at the bedroom, Yan Yuan opened her mouth and asked him how to save the demon who had been wiped out.Even if a person dies, he cannot be resurrected, let alone a monster who is wiped out in ashes. Even a reckless man who can't read big characters knows this common sense. The answer Yan Yuan received can be imagined.

He knew that he must be crazy, but he couldn't stop. He ordered people to arrest the Taoist priest and tortured him for interrogation. He insisted on finding a way to save Xuanlong. After a whole night of interrogation, he found out that That Daoist Shi is a mediocre quack sorcerer, it's okay to drive out a little ghost, where can he catch a demon who has practiced for thousands of years.

The demon-locking chain that Shi Daochang left in the palace earlier was actually an iron chain made of ordinary materials, but thicker.Therefore, what Hua Jing said is true, Xuanlong's Taoism has long since disappeared, and a chain made by the human race can take half of his life.

But Xuanlong has suffered so much pain, and he has never told him that his Taoism is gone... his inner alchemy is gone...

No...it seems to have been said, but he doesn't believe it, he thinks it's an excuse for Xuanlong to refuse to donate the inner alchemy to save Ning Zhiyu...

He didn't believe it, so he used all kinds of evil punishments on him, forcing him to hand over what he had given him long ago.

He also said that Xuanlong was stingy and couldn't let go of Taoism and grow old with him.

In fact, he is not stingy, that dragon treats him most generously...

Yan Yuan spared Shi Daochang half his life and asked someone to throw him out of the palace. The demon chain was given by Shi Daochang, but he was the one who ordered the torture.

Damn it, he was the one who died.

The jailer in the prison, Yan Yuan, didn't let her go. He had seen Xuanlong's injuries, and knew that someone had lynched Xuanlong, so he asked the prison officer to question him and dragged him out the next day.

When Yan Yuan went to the prison, the thin jailer had been beaten to the brink of death, covered in bloodstains.Yan Yuan suddenly remembered that Xuanlong was also tied to this cross wooden frame that day, and was beaten to the point of blood.

Yan Yuan didn't quite understand why she was able to be so cruel to Xuanlong. Since she woke up, she felt as if she was in a dream. She was in a nightmare all day long. When she fell asleep, she dreamed that Xuanlong was lying in his arms. , Tell him not to cry.

The face that was once obscured by the fog became clear, and it turned out that the man in the dream was not Ning Zhiyu, but Xuanlong.The pupils of the eyes are as ice green as Xuanlong's, and the voice is the same deep and gentle.

He didn't know whether he had admitted the wrong person, or because he missed Xuanlong so much that he dreamed of him all night and always woke up crying.

A bucket of water was poured on it, and the jailer barely opened Dou Da's eyes.

"Who allowed you to bully him like that?" Yan Yuan asked in a hoarse voice with her fingertips embedded in her palm.It seems to be asking him, but also like asking himself.

"Your Majesty, as you said... as long as he is spared, it will be fine..."