Binding the Dragon for the Empress

That was the birthday present that Xuan Long wanted to give him.

he does not want.

I despise this wooden man for being too shabby and despise him.

When he didn't put the dragon in his heart, he didn't even care about himself, and how could he care about a wooden man carved by himself.

They don't even care how much thought and seriousness he put into preparing this gift.

That clumsy dragon, in order to please him, secretly practiced the technique of carving a wooden man over and over again, and finally carved a decent one, painted it carefully, but he didn't want it.

Not only did he not want it, but he also trampled his mind on the soles of his feet, saying it was a useless thing.

Yan Yuan recalled that there was a time when Xuanlong always had small wounds on his hands, and it was not good for a long time. He asked him why, but Xuanlong refused to tell, so he was too lazy to ask.

Now that I recall it, I suddenly realize that it was originally made to prepare a birthday present for him.

What he dismissed and sniffed at might be the best gift that Xuanlong could think of and could give him.

Xuanlong is like that, he is not good at talking, and he has always used it to do... For example, he took good care of him when he was in the thousand-year-old pool, for example, when Yan Yuan opened his mouth after returning to the palace, he would pull out the scales to him reluctantly, seeing his guilt, and comforting himself Born with insensitivity to pain.

How could I suspect that he had an affair with others?

He clearly treated him with such care...to the point of giving him everything he wanted and what he didn't want.

A drop of tear fell on the picturesque eyebrows of the wooden figure in his hand, Yan Yuan came back to his senses, and wiped the wooden figure against his chest to wipe it clean. Fortunately, the paint was of good quality, so it would not be easily messed up. Tears filled his eyes, facing The wooden man sobbed.

The body slumped down exhausted, and slumped to the ground, Yan Yuan held the box wooden figure in her arms, pinched the most delicate one in her right hand, and murmured.

"Abo... I am very happy with this gift."

"I'm happy..."

No one replied to him anymore.

Zeng Xuanlong should have been full of anticipation when he carved these wooden figures, anticipating how joyful Yan Yuan would be when he received this gift.

However, the facts run counter to his imagination.Yan Yuan didn't care about it at all, he didn't even bother to look at it more.

Xuanlong left disappointed.

Yan Yuan's joy came too late.Too late.

There is no room for regret.

He missed the dragon so much, and when he thought of the depths, his head started to hurt. Yan Yuan fell to the ground, curled up, holding the wooden figure with both hands to her heart, her eyes were red and swollen enough from crying.

"Apo..."

"I'm happy..."

"Did you hear it……"

"I'm happy..."

If Xuanlong is still there, seeing him like this, maybe he will soften his heart, but if he is dead, he is dead, and he will never come back if he cries again.

Yan Yuan knew.

He cried so much that he couldn't shed tears gradually.

Holding the cold wooden man lying on the ground, his expression was empty.

The palace people outside reported that Ning Zhiyu had come and wanted to see Yan Yuan, but Yan Yuan didn't want to see anyone. He locked himself in this side hall where he lived with Xuanlong, dismissed the early court, and even handed over the government affairs to The prime minister is in charge.

He knew that he was very sick, even the imperial physician in the palace couldn't cure him well, and the famous doctors from outside the palace came to the palace to diagnose and treat him, but they were also helpless.

Probably only Xuanlong can heal him, but since that dragon is gone, he can only suffer.Ever since he was a child, Yanyuan has never suffered any pain. Although his mother left early, he couldn't match his father's attention to him, and found him a gentle stepmother. From the prince to the emperor, this half of his life can be said to be extremely smooth.

Hua Niang said that he was the robber of Xuanlong, so why is Xuanlong not his.Otherwise, how could he be in such a deep place, tortured to death by that disease, still thinking about him, and thinking about it sometimes gives birth to the idea of ​​"or this is the settlement", if he dies, will he be able to meet Xuanlong up.

Such thoughts will be severely erased by Yan Yuan in a moment, because he promised Xuanlong to raise their children up.If he is not the emperor, if this child is exiled among the people, it will be very difficult to survive.

That's why... that's why when Xuanlong was dying, he begged him so disregarding his dignity...

He wants to live well and fulfill Xuanlong's last wish.

However, in many cases, it is always much more difficult to do than expected...

Yan Yuan spent a few days cleaning the side hall by herself, and all the items were kept in their original positions, creating the illusion that Xuanlong was still living here.Even when eating, he would ask someone to prepare two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and each meal had Xuanlong's favorite sashimi and fresh shrimp.

"Abo... eat."

"Your favorite."

Yan Yuan sat at the purple-gold nanmu table, her black hair was draped over her body, she hadn't gone out for a long time, she was only wearing loose white obscene clothes.He picked up a piece of delicious sashimi and put it into the empty bowl beside him, smiling.

"This fish has no bones...it's easy to eat, try it."

He waited for a while, but he didn't see any reduction in the food in the bowl. He stared blankly at the air, "Don't you like it?"

Then he took the chopsticks and reached for another food: "Then try this fresh shrimp."

"Shrimp is delicious... very good for body."

"You eat..."

"Why don't you eat..."

When the food in that bowl is full, it is still placed there properly.Yan Yuan's eyes gradually turned red, and she asked in a low voice why he didn't eat.

This kind of scene is performed almost every day, if there is any exception, it is because of Yan Yuan's headache attack, the pain is so painful that she can't get out of bed.

Chen Yan at the side couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward with red eyes: "Your Majesty, why are you bothering..."

"Don't torture yourself anymore... Mr. Han is gone. He's gone a long time ago."

Yan Yuan frowned and scolded: "Chen Yan, what are you talking about?"

"A Bo promised to accompany me through this life, how could he break his promise?"

"He keeps his word the most..."

"He keeps his word the most..."

"..."

"He still said in his dream that he would love me forever...how could he leave."

"Chen Yan, doesn't Abo love these things the most?" Yan Yuan looked at the old eunuch blankly and asked in a hoarse voice. "Why doesn't he eat? . . . "

Tears flowed out of Chen Yan's cloudy eyes: "A crime..."

Seeing that the other party didn't reply to him, Yan Yuan supported the table and stood up, turned around and walked towards the bed in a swaying way: "Abo won't eat...then I won't eat either...I'm tired, I want to sleep..."

Yan Yuan lay on the bed, but couldn't sleep, the headache caused him to sleep at most two or three hours a day, he tossed and turned on the bed with the blue brocade quilt in his arms, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak fluently.

"Chen Yan, bring the wine... I have a headache, quickly bring the wine."

"Hurry up... get the wine."

Chen Yan heard the sound, and took out the usual porcelain bottle from his sleeve: "Your Majesty, stop drinking, the more you drink, the more painful it will be."

"You take medicine, this is the painkiller prescribed by the imperial doctor..."

The small black elixir was poured out in the palm of his hand. As soon as Chen Yan handed it over, Yan Yuan slapped it away, and it fell to the ground and rolled into nothingness.

"I told you to bring the wine!!"

Although spirits can't cure chronic diseases, they can fall asleep and sleep longer when drunk.When he falls asleep, he can see Xuanlong. Sometimes when he is lucky, he will dream of being in love with Xuanlong in the heavenly palace. , Sleep peacefully and wake up together.

Doing the most ordinary things, the happiness you get is not ordinary.

Most of the time, what he dreamed was only small fragments, but the extreme sense of happiness was enough to envelop Yan Yuan, making him seem to be floating on the clouds.

Through the dream, Yan Yuan can feel how important the man in the dream is to him. When he holds the man in his arms, it seems to embrace the whole world, full and satisfied.

The happier he saw and heard in his sleep, the more painful he was when he woke up. The extreme despair made Yan Yuan gasp in pain, but he still desperately pursued the dream, because that was the only way he could see Xuanlong.

In fact, he is very sober, he just wants to pretend, pretending that Xuanlong is still alive, pretending that Xuanlong is still by his side, pretending that Xuanlong has never left.

However, the people around him always want to expose his lies cruelly, and they can't even let him act to deceive themselves.

When he was unlucky, he would have repeated nightmares, dreaming that Xuanlong was angry with him and wanted to abandon him and make peace with him.Dreamed that Xuanlong was pierced through the heart by an enemy and died in his arms.

Chen Yan had no choice but to obey Yan Yuan's order, and finally five or six pots of spirits were placed on a tray and brought to the bedside.Yan Yuan got up, picked up a jade pot and poured it into her mouth. He drank it anxiously, as if it was not wine, but white water.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes as he tilted his head up to drink.

He immersed himself in the wine jar, and occasionally ministers came to visit him to discuss state affairs, and Yan Yuan was probably so drunk that she fell unconscious and cried Xuanlong's name when she fell asleep.

After a long time, there were rumors in the court, saying that the emperor was fascinated by evil spirits, and the news that a black dragon had been imprisoned in the palace and died tragically spread unknowingly.

A courtier proposed to invite monks to exorcise the evil spirits, saying that Yan Yuan's persistent illness was caused by the soul of the mysterious dragon, and that the mysterious dragon was taking revenge. As long as all the items used by the mysterious dragon in the side hall were burned, and another ritual was performed, it would be able to call Yan Yuan regained her health.

Yan Yuan hoped that it was the spirit of Xuanlong, which meant that Xuanlong was accompanying him in a different way, but he knew better than anyone else that the dragon was gone.

Later, he didn't even enter his dreams anymore.

Yan Yuan kept Xuanlong's relic like a treasure, and whoever wanted to burn it would kill him.It was impossible for Yan Yuan to destroy those things, so the courtier who took the lead in putting pressure was dragged out and beheaded.

On New Year's Eve, there was supposed to be a big palace banquet to welcome the New Year, but Yan Yuan didn't think about it, and the headache became more and more serious, so it was avoided.

He didn't drink any alcohol that day, so he sent someone to send New Year's gifts to the Empress Dowager's palace, and set up a table of food in the side hall, sitting alone at the table with him and Xuanlong's child in his arms, and all the palace people were held by him. Return.

A pair of empty bowls and chopsticks were placed on the side of the body as usual, the child was sleeping soundly in Yan Yuan's arms, Yan Yuan put the fish fillet into the Xuanlong bowl, and smiled into the air.

"Apo..."

"Happy New Year's Eve."

In this way, the three of them are reunited.