Binding the Dragon for the Empress

When you focus on doing something, you have little time to think about anything else.

It took Xuanlong five full days to carve a small wooden figure. During this period, apart from eating and sleeping, he carved wood. There were many small wounds on his fingertips. He was very serious, but the small wooden figure was not carved carefully. , less than one-tenth of Yan Yuan's beauty.

Naturally, such objects cannot be given away.

Xuanlong silently put the little wooden figure into an empty box in the hall, and prepared to carve a new one, insisting on making a satisfactory one before sending it to Yan Yuan, but it would take many days to do so.

He didn't know why Yan Yuan was angry for so long, five days had passed, and it should have disappeared, if it was him, she wouldn't be angry for a day.

At noon, the palace servants brought meals into the hall, and placed them neatly on the round table, and when they were about to go out, Xuanlong stopped Xiao Dezi.

Xiao Dezi waved the eunuchs with lower grades to go out, turned around and looked at the man behind the mica screen, leaned slightly and said, "What orders does Mr. Han have?"

Xuan Long: "A Yuan...has he ever told you anything?"

Xiao Dezi was like a bright mirror in his heart, but he put on a pretense and said: "Mr. Han is flattering this slave, how can the emperor speak intimately to this slave."

"The slave guessed that the emperor was busy again, so he had no time to come here."

"If Mr. Han misses the emperor, why don't the servants go over and report?"

"No, I'm just asking casually." Xuanlong somehow knew that the emperor of the human race had a lot of things going on every day, and it was impossible for him to face him day and night.

Maybe I was too annoying, but it's only been five days, so why can't I sit still.

"If there's nothing else to do, the servant will leave first. You can eat while it's hot." Xiao Dezi said softly.

"Ah."

After Xiao Dezi went out, Xuanlong sat down at the table, instead of eating, he took out a jade pendant from his bosom and rubbed it carefully in his hand.

He kept the jade pendant in a secret pocket on his chest, and he would take it out to look at it many times a day, but he was reluctant to hang it on his body, for fear of accidentally bumping it or losing it.

The pattern of the iris is simple and exquisite, and it is Yan Yuan's token of love for him.

The so-called not seeing each other every day is like three autumns, five days have passed, it seems to have been a long time.When the longing is too turbulent, when he looks at the jade pendant, he will think of Yan Yuan's affectionate smile that day, and the loneliness and anxiety in his heart will be replaced by a little bit of sweetness.

Suddenly, Xuanlong remembered the name that Yan Yuan inadvertently called out in his dream that early in the morning. After lunch, when the palace man came in to clean up, he asked, "Do you know who Ayu is?"

Xiao Dezi, who was withdrawing the plate, was startled all of a sudden, and his mind was spinning fast... Isn't this Ayu the queen's nickname, only the emperor would call it that.

Eighty percent of the stuff is revealed somewhere!

Xiao Dezi thought for a moment, then said to Xuanlong in the tent:

"Young Master Hui Han's words, the slaves don't know."

"However... a year ago, the emperor kept a jade-white snow fox named Ayu, but somehow it got lost. The emperor ordered people to search the entire palace but couldn't find it. I was very sad about it for a long time."

A year ago, there was indeed a snow fox in the palace, and it was indeed lost, but it was Yan Yuan who ordered someone from the Western Regions to make Ning Zhiyu happy. The snow fox was born quietly and beautifully, and Yan Yuan felt that it was similar to Ning Zhiyu , then used the name Ayu.

The one who was sad was Ning Zhiyu, and seeing Ning Zhiyu sad, Yan Yuan felt sad too, so strictly talking about Xiao Dezi is not a lie, at most it is a sloppy eye, although he is serving Han Bo now, he has not forgotten Who is his real master.In this way, even if Yan Yuan capsizes in the gutter in the future, he cannot be blamed.

Xuanlong fell into deep thought: "So that's the case."

Tomorrow he will go to the snow mountain to find another one and give it to Yan Yuan.

……

At dusk, Luanfeng Palace.

Zong Hua would come to check Ning Zhiyu's pulse on time every day, and today is no exception.

Ten days have passed since taking the dragon scales, and only the last one of the 30 dragon scales is left, and it will be gone after tonight, but Ning Zhiyu shows no signs of waking up, so Yan Yuan paces anxiously in the hall, twisting her hands. Looking at the imperial doctor's back, he said, "Didn't you say that Ah Yu's pulse is getting stronger and stronger? Why is he still awake?"

Zong Hua didn't answer, and after a while slowly withdrew his hand from Ning Zhiyu's wrist: "If you go back to the emperor, it will be soon."

"Continue to take the medicine according to the prescription, the dragon scale must not be broken."

Yan Yuan originally planned to never see Xuanlong again, but upon hearing what he said, she felt a surge of anger in her heart: "Where did I get so many dragon scales?"

"You quack doctor, can't you find any other medicine that can cure Ayu except Longlin?"

Zong Hua turned to face Yan Yuan, bowed his head and said, "To redeem the incompetence of my minister, I ask the emperor to forgive me."

If there were other ways, Yan Yuan would not have spent so much time trying to lure Xuanlong back to the palace. He just lost his temper at the moment, and when he calms down, he still has to take the dragon scales that should be taken.

These days the mood is extremely anxious, while looking forward to Ning Zhiyu waking up earlier, at the same time uncontrollably thinking of Xuanlong who was neglected by him in Qiankun Palace.

He didn't mean to be cold-faced towards Xuanlong that day, he hated himself, obviously he was acting on the occasion, so why did he almost indulge in tenderness, if it wasn't for that dream, he might have fallen deeper and deeper.

He now only hopes that Ayu will recover sooner, so that he can make a clean break with Xuanlong.

"Forget it, you step back." Yan Yuan was finally discouraged and said powerlessly.

When the door of the palace was pushed open, Xuanlong was sitting on the beauty's couch by the window and was carving a new wooden figure. When he looked up and saw the person who came in was Yan Yuan, he turned his palms and subconsciously hid the thing.

Yan Yuan was dressed in a brocade robe with silver and white bamboo patterns, walking towards this side with a worried expression on her face, Xuanlong didn't know how to react, so she didn't move.

"How are you doing these days?" Yan Yuan stopped in front of Xuanlong, and raised her hand to touch his unmasked left face.

Xuanlong's Adam's apple moved slightly: "It's still good."

"You don't even ask me if I'm alright?" Yan Yuan aggrieved.

Xuanlong looked at his stunning face and was silent for a moment: "How are you doing?"

"Not good." Yan Yuan's voice was muffled, as if it was really bad.

Xuanlong's heart clenched secretly: "Why?"

Yan Yuan leaned over and hugged him: "I miss you."

Xuanlong was a little at a loss by the opponent's capricious behavior, and stayed in Yan Yuan's arms without moving.

"What about you? Do you miss me?" Yan Yuan asked.

"En." Xuanlong replied.

Naturally there is.

Every day.

Yan Yuan hugged Xuanlong for a while and then let go, as if it wasn't him who was facing the cold face that day. She grabbed Xuanlong's wide sleeves and opened them to look left and right. Her eyes passed around his waist, and finally stopped at his face.

"You seem to have lost some weight."

At dinner, Yan Yuan continued to prepare vegetables for Xuanlong, and the smell of oil rushed into his nose. Xuanlong's face turned pale, and the tumbling in his stomach made him slightly frowned. Seeing Yan Yuan's eagerness, he silently Pick up the food in the bowl and put it in your mouth, said.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

Yan Yuan was stunned, then looked at the man beside her: "You know I'm used to getting up, I'm not targeting you."

"Yeah." Xuanlong nodded and remained silent.

"I'm sorry, if I mess up again next time, you...you won't let me in, okay?" Yan Yuan put down her chopsticks, took Xuanlong's hand, and said softly.