Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The night is slightly cool, the candles in the palace are dimly lit, and the wind blows the heavy and gorgeous curtains, fluttering.

Yan Yuan sat behind the desk, staring at the memorial in front of her for a long time, but she didn't take a single word into her heart, all she could think about was what the imperial physician said before leaving the palace.

The inner alchemy is not like dragon scales, it can grow again if it is gone, if he asks Xuanlong for it, can Xuanlong give it to him.

But compared to digging the heart, at least without the inner alchemy, you can still live.

"Ayuan..."

"Ayuan..."

Ning Zhiyu's startled cry suddenly came from the inner hall, pulling Yan Yuan back to reality, he got up abruptly and ran towards the inner hall, only to see Ning Zhiyu standing up tremblingly on the bed.

Yan Yuan took a few steps to support him: "What's wrong?"

"I thought you were gone." Ning Zhiyu leaned into Yan Yuan's arms, resting her head on his chest, and smiled weakly. "When I woke up and couldn't see you, I felt flustered."

Yan Yuan understood, she rubbed her chin against the top of Ning Zhiyu's head, and said softly: "Fool, I will accompany you when I said it, and I will accompany you, how can I break my promise."

"Just now I was reading the memorial outside the hall."

Ning Zhiyu was silent for a moment: "I just... had a dream."

Yan Yuan looked down at him: "What did you dream about?"

Ning Zhiyu laughed, her face pale and almost transparent in the dim candlelight: "I dreamed that A Yuan disliked me and fell in love with someone else."

Yan Yuan was startled, and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense."

Ning Zhiyu followed Yan Yuan in everything and listened to him, but this time she didn't, with a hoarse nasal voice in her words: "No nonsense... I just called you in my dream, but you ignored me, and the other A man walked away holding hands."

"I want to go faster and catch up with you, but I can't catch up anyway."

Yan Yuan couldn't help feeling guilty when she heard this. He and Ning Zhiyu were destined lovers in the past and present. To achieve the goal quickly, after all, there was a skin-to-skin relationship, so the heart felt more and more guilty towards the person in his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed Ning Zhiyu's hair, and said solemnly.

"Don't worry, Ayu, forever and ever, I only have you in my heart, and no one or anything else can come into my eyes."

"I love you so much, how can I be willing to leave you behind."

Ning Zhiyu raised her head to look at Yan Yuan with a smile on her face, cupped his face in her white hands, and said softly: "Then A Yuan dares to swear to me?"

Yan Yuan smiled, raised her fingers and scraped the bridge of his nose: "Why don't you dare?" Then she raised her right hand, tied the three fingers in the middle, and sat upright, saying: "I, Yan Yuan, swear by the fate of the country today, if I live up to Ning Zhiyu in this life , Abandoning him in disregard, let me change hands, lose my eyesight, do not recover..."

Before the oath was finished, Ning Zhiyu hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Don't say it, don't say it."

Yan Yuan's heart softened, she raised her hand to touch Ning Zhiyu's thin face, Ning Zhiyu grabbed his hand, and said dumbly: "I don't want to live forever, I just want this life."

"A Yuan is so good, I don't dare to greedily take you as my own, as long as in this life, we can rely on each other in misfortune and good fortune, and we will be happy forever.

"Then you really aren't greedy." Yan Yuan smiled, then turned serious, leaned over to put Ning Zhiyu's forehead against her forehead, and said in a low voice. "But I'm greedy. I just want to take you as my own and make you belong to me forever. Whether it's this life or the next life, I only want you."

Anyone who hears such a promise will be moved.

The corners of Ning Zhiyu's lips curled up, with tears in his eyes, he slowly closed his eyes, and kissed Yan Yuan's lips proactively.

When Yan Yuan kissed Ning Zhiyu, she was very gentle, not as rough as she was to Xuanlong, as if she wanted to swallow him, so the kiss seemed lingering and tender, seeing that Ning Zhiyu was breathing a little harder, she let it go. open him.

Ning Zhiyu's chest heaved and rose slightly, her pale face was stained with two clusters of blush, she looked at Yan Yuan dimly: "A Yuan..."

My beloved is in front of me, so beautiful and delicious, how could Yan Yuan not be moved, his throat was dry, and he raised his hand to wipe off the remaining tears on Ning Zhiyu's face: "It's getting late, go to sleep, I watch you sleep , I will go to the memorial when you fall asleep."

Ning Zhiyu was slightly stunned, and said: "We haven't consummated the house yet, don't you want to..."

Yan Yuan sighed: "Of course I thought about it, but now that you are sick, how dare I touch you so easily."

"If it is accidentally damaged, what should I do?"

"Good boy, go to sleep." Yan Yuan got up and supported Ning Zhiyu's shoulder, making a gesture to make him lie down.

Ning Zhiyu lay down obediently, and said with some embarrassment: "Although I'm useless, that kind of thing should still be possible..."

Yan Yuan flicked his forehead with her fingertips: "Silly Ayu, the days are still long, are you still afraid that I will run away in the future?"

Ning Zhiyu looked at Yan Yuan quietly, the corners of her eyes were red: "But I'm afraid... I won't survive next spring."

Such a dilapidated body, getting weaker day by day, can she really grow old with Yan Yuan? In fact, it's all just talk.

After all, he can't stay with Yan Yuan for too long.

"Say something stupid again, I'm really going to get angry." Yan Yuan sat down beside the bed, and raised her hand to smooth the hair on Ning Zhiyu's forehead.

"With me here, I will protect you, even Lord Yan dare not accept you, believe it or not?"

Ning Zhiyu smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Ah Yuan is right, I believe everything."

Seeing him smile, Yan Yuan also smiled: "Okay, close your eyes, wake up tomorrow morning, I will still be by your side."

……

At midnight, seeing that the time of ugliness was about to pass, and it would be dawn in two hours, Xiao Dezi looked at the empty big red iron gate of Qiankun Palace. It was pitch black, except for the dark tree shadows. , sighed, turned and knocked on the door of the side hall, whispering to the people inside.

"Young master Han, the emperor won't be coming. If you are hungry, the servant will ask the small kitchen to heat up the meal and bring it to you?"

"It's not an option to wait like this..."

Xuanlong was still sitting by the table, staring at the wood carving in his hand, a slight sense of disappointment appeared in the ice-green demon pupils.

"Ayuan must be too busy."

Xiao Dezi thought in his heart that he was really busy, he was busy with the empress, but he echoed: "Yes, the emperor must be busy with all kinds of affairs every day."

Xuanlong gently rubbed the face of the little wooden man with his fingertips, as if looking at someone through it: "Then I'll wait, tomorrow morning, he should come."

If he fell asleep, he must have slept very deeply. If A Yuan came and saw him, he would not wake up, and if he left, he would not be seen again.

At such a young age, Xiao Dezi was so worried that his hair was turning white, and he leaned against the door and mourned: "Mr. Han, if you go hungry, the emperor will definitely skin your servant, so you can eat some food... "

Xuanlong didn't answer, and gently pressed the little wooden figure to his chest, the position closest to his heart, as if he was with Yan Yuan.

His world is too lonely and cold, Yan Yuan is that cluster of weak flames, in fact it is not warm at all, but because he has never seen a flame before, he already feels very warm at that little bit.

It is also extremely precious.