Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The word "go home" should be the word Xuanlong likes to hear the most in his life.

Because he has no home.

If someone is willing to take him home, he will be happy.

In the past, Yan Yuan said to take him home, but she dumped him in this uninhabited prison and made him suffer all kinds of humiliation. Fortunately, he still has Que Le to believe in.

Fortunately, he was still willing to believe in Que Le, so Yan Yuan, in the capacity of Que Le, could coax this wisp of ashes of dead souls into the soul-gathering box.

After coming out of the palace, Yan Yuan walked slowly through the streets and alleys of Chang'an City holding the Soul Gathering Box. He and Xuanlong had almost no memory in this market, but it was hard to guarantee that Xuanlong's scattered souls would pass here.

The rain had stopped and the night was dark.

Because it has been raining all day, the place is quite desolate and deserted tonight, the hawkers have never set up their stalls, there are no pedestrians on the street, and it is pitch black everywhere.

On the other hand, the two brothels and restaurants in front had prosperously hung lanterns, barely adding a bit of splendor to the market.

From a distance, I could hear the sound of clang and zither flowing out of the brothel, and the song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" was melodious and flowing.

In contrast, the quiet restaurant opposite the brothel is like a young man standing in the dark night, polite and silent.

From time to time there are 'giggle' giggles in the brothel, some people are having fun, some are drunk and dreaming of death, and some, holding the magic weapon of gathering spirits, wander around the world day and night, looking for the dead wife that they have been thinking about day and night.

When passing by the restaurant, Yan Yuan raised her eyes inadvertently, and saw the three flying and phoenix characters of "Jingyulou" on the door plaque, her body was nailed in place in an instant, and her hands and feet could no longer move...

He and Xuanlong, in this world, do not have no memory at all...

In the past, he sneaked into the thousand-year-old pool by accident... Xuanlong took good care of him every day, and would go to the shop three times a day to buy his favorite food.

He is picky about his mouth, he doesn't like cold food, he doesn't like tea and light food, he doesn't like the noodle porridge bought from small vendors, and he doesn't like to eat it.Afterwards, Xuanlong identified Jingyulou, which is the largest restaurant in the capital. The chef's skills are different from those of the royal chefs in the palace. Yanyuan thought the taste was novel, so she ate a lot. Buy the food here and go back.

His injury can heal so quickly, apart from Xuanlong pulling the scales to save him, it is inseparable from Xuanlong's careful care.The dragon looked impersonal on the surface, but his heart was thinner than a pinhole. After a short time with him, he remembered his preferences clearly. He knew that he hated eating green onions, and next time there would never be any chopped green onions on the dinner table.

For two lifetimes, he loved him so much...but he lost Xuanlong.

Yan Yuan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, every ray of sweet memories turned into sharp knives and pierced into his soft and warm atrium, the pain made him trembling uncontrollably, and the transparent liquid rolled down his cheeks.

If there is a future, how wonderful... He is willing to use up the rest of his life that is close to eternity to make up for it, and return the kindness Xuanlong treated him a thousand times and a hundred times back.

Unfortunately, no more.

He and Xuanlong's start was a mistake.

It was his stubbornness and arrogance that ruined him for two lifetimes.

If it weren't for his closeness, Xuanlong might be lonely, but he can live a good life, he can be the god of war in the eyes of everyone, and he will always live on the clouds.

It was his self-confessed love that bound Xuanlong, tore his soul and made him fall into hell...

Cold drops of water hit her face without warning, Yan Yuan opened her blurry eyes, more and more drops fell, it was actually raining again.

Casting a barrier to block the rain, Yan Yuan raised her sleeves and gently wiped off the water droplets on the soul-gathering box. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly saw the gemstone in the center of the box emitting azure blue light.

Xuanlong is here...

On the left is a brothel and on the right is a restaurant.

It is impossible for Xuanlong to go to a brothel, that is...

Yan Yuan raised her hand and pinched a tactic, allowing her soul to leave her body and enter the realm of Xuanlong's soul consciousness.

The dark rainy night turned into day in an instant, the scorching sun hung high, and the market was full of people. Small vendors selling melons, fruits, vegetables, steamed buns, and sliced ​​noodles lined up on the side of the road, shouting enthusiastically, buying hot There is an endless stream of people eating beef noodles with buns.

Even the cold Jingyu Building in front of him has become a bustling scene.

Jingyulou not only serves drinks and banquets, but also sells steamed stuffed buns and lotus leaf porridge that the owner has handed down from his ancestors in the morning. Although the price is expensive, it is delicious.Even with a daily limit of [-] copies, you still have to queue up to buy them.Many young servants from rich and noble families came to line up before dawn, for fear that they would not be able to buy it if they were late.

Two young men dressed as servants at the end of the line were talking in low voices.

"Hey, my master loves the steamed stuffed buns here. I came here before dawn. Who knew that the people in front were faster than me. They've all been queued outside. I don't know if I can buy them..."

"Ham, I heard that the name of Jingyulou Steamed Buns has spread outside the city. Many ladies and ladies from neighboring cities come to Chang'an just to have a bite of steamed buns."

"He came all the way here, maybe he asked his servants to squat at the door in the middle of the night, how can we compare..."

"If you can't buy it, you will be scolded by the master..."

Yan Yuan also likes to eat the lotus leaf porridge and steamed buns here, he can't forget it once he tried it, and he eats it every day after that, so Xuanlong buys it for him every day.

So the food here is so hard to buy...

It was clear that every time he got up in the morning, he would see that Xuanlong had returned, and the buns and lotus leaf porridge were placed in the food box on the stone table, and he could eat them after he got up and washed.

Curly steam floated out from the restaurant, enveloping Yan Yuan's sight.He passed a group of people queuing outside the door and walked in, every step was so solemn and slow.

Someone inside was talking, 1 bun was 1 tael of silver, 3 buns was 2 taels of silver, and a lotus leaf porridge was just 5 taels.

Yan Yuan saw Xuanlong at the top of the line. The man Xuanlong was standing in the steam, looking down at the boy taking the buns from the steamer. The smoke made his stern outline warm, and he looked quite a bit gentle.

The fact that Xuanlong was ranked first and bought the first freshly baked breakfast proved that he came earlier than everyone present.

During the period of living with this dragon in the thousand-year-old ancient pool, Yan Yuan didn't realize that the man beside her got up so early every day, just to buy him a beloved breakfast.

"Apo..."

Yan Yuan wanted to cry when she saw him taking her so seriously, but he resisted crying, he should laugh, because the time with him Xuanlong will be less and less.

A call made Xuanlong turn his head slowly, and when he saw Yan Yuan, there was some doubt in his green eyes.

"Why are you here?"

At this time, Yan Yuan should be sleeping soundly in the thousand-year-old ancient pool...

Yan Yuan also did not expect that Xuanlong could hear her own voice, he couldn't help shouting just now, there are clearly many illusory people in the nightmare around, Xuanlong should not be able to see him... Maybe it's because those people are all It doesn't matter, so this time you can easily invade Xuanlong's soul consciousness and talk to him.

"I'm here to find you."

Yan Yuan's eyes were flushed, and she had a smile on her face.

Xuanlong's personality is not complete at this time, his head is quite slow to think, and he didn't realize that there is something wrong with him being a human race who can come out of the thousand-year-old ancient pool.

"Why are you looking for me... But are you hungry?" He went back after a while.

Yan Yuan shook her head and said hoarsely: "No."

"I just missed you."

Xuanlong frowned slightly, pursed his lips and remained silent.This is his expression of helplessness, no one has ever missed him, and he will not be used to someone suddenly saying that he misses him.

At this time, the two had already had a skin-to-skin relationship, and Xuanlong had just experienced personnel affairs, and his ears were particularly prone to redness, but he didn't want to appear green and clumsy in front of Yan Yuan, so he didn't like to talk much.

Xiaoer urged Xuanlong to get breakfast, Xuanlong paid the money, took the food box, and left Jingyulou with Yanyuan.

The two walked slowly between the markets, Yan Yuan was holding the food box in one hand, and holding Xuan Long's hand in the other. Seeing the crowds in the street, Xuan Long lowered his head and tried to get away, Yan Yuan held his hand tightly He refused to let him go and flirted with him, so Xuanlong had nothing to do with him.

He said: "Abo... don't you think it's a shame to hold hands with me and be seen by others?"

Xuan Long immediately defended: "I don't have that intention..."

Yan Yuan naturally knew that Xuanlong would not think that way, Xuanlong would only feel inferior, felt that he was not suitable for him, and did not want to hold hands, probably because he was afraid that he would be discussed by others.

Unconsciously, the eye sockets became blurred, Yan Yuan opened her eyes wide and looked at the heroic profile of the man beside her, and said softly, "Then hold on, hold on forever, and never let go."

"Are you okay?..." The moment the words came out, tears trickled down his cheeks.

Xuanlong didn't understand why Yan Yuan was crying suddenly, and he didn't know how to coax him, so he nodded: "Okay." At the same time, he stopped, walked around to Yan Yuan, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears: "...don't cry."

Excessive accumulated thoughts are like hot magma bursting out of a volcano, swallowing Yan Yuan to nothing. He is so violent that he rubs the man in front of him into his arms and melts him away, so that he can become one with himself. Nothing can separate them.

"Apo..."

"Apo..."

"You hug me."

He hugged him so tightly, it wasn't enough, he still cried and begged Xuanlong to hug him.Listening to his pain and pleading, Xuanlong raised his hand to cover Yan Yuan's back in puzzlement, and patted it lightly, feeling very sad in his heart.

He never asked about Yan Yuan, if he wanted to, Yan Yuan would definitely tell him, if he didn't want to, it was useless to ask.

But to make Yan Yuan so sad, except for one reason, Xuanlong couldn't think of anything else.

"If you miss home...I can send you back right now." He whispered.

Yan Yuan buried her face in his shoulder and didn't say a word for a long time.There was a steady stream of pedestrians around, and no one stopped because of their embrace.

When Xuanlong thought he would not answer, Yan Yuan said in a dumb voice.

"Wherever you are, is my home."

"Let's go to the market, I want to buy something."

Before, Yan Yuan had never had the opportunity to get along with Xuanlong like this... To be precise, it's not that he didn't have it, but that he didn't care about it.He didn't even want to spend too much time on Xuanlong, thinking it was a waste.

But now he thought about it.

He wanted to be like an ordinary couple with Xuanlong, facing each other day and night with daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, watching the sun go down and the west setting together, holding his son's hand, and growing old together.

Pregnancy is too hard, they already have Ah Zhi, that's enough, and a family of three living peacefully is a blessing.

However, he didn't even have that kind of luck...

"This hairpin is for you."

"It's an early gift to you for Qiqiao Festival."

The two stopped in front of a small stall holding hands, Yan Yuan twisted a silver hairpin with cloud patterns and handed it to Xuanlong, smiling at him.