Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The man on the bed was really as handsome as the lady described, but he looked too weak and pale. Seeing that he was weak even to speak, he knew that he was terminally ill and his life was not long.

Yan Yuan treated him like a precious jade, holding it carefully in her palm, and she was reluctant to speak too loudly.

Xuanlong originally thought that Yan Yuan was good enough to him, so good that he couldn't help enshrining those thoughts as the most important things in his heart, but at this moment, it seems that compared to the man on the bed, those good things are It looks very small.

Yan Yuan would not be so patient with him, she would always get angry without saying a few words.

It turns out that Yan Yuan is not just a child's heart, but his tenderness has been given to others, so naturally there will be no room for it to be distributed to him.

It is already very difficult to pretend to squeeze out a little bit and play with him.

Ning Zhiyu had worn the dragon scales, and the dragon's breath remained in her body. Xuanlong soon realized that the dragon's breath belonged to him.

What kind of terminally ill friend... Where is there a terminally ill friend, it is clearly a deeply loving couple.

Xuanlong hadn't cried for a long, long time. When he was very young, he didn't like to cry because his mother always beat him. If he cried, he would beat him harder.The more I endured, the more I got used to it, and no matter how much blood I bleed, I couldn't make a sound.

The time he cried the most was the day when his mother cut off the dragon's horn and drove him out of the Dragon Clan. He cried so hard that he hugged his mother's leg and begged her not to drive him away. He would be obedient and shrink back. Go to a corner where she can't see and don't annoy her.

Mother's heart was still ruthless that day, and she never softened her heart towards him, Xiao Xuanlong, who was not yet a hundred years old, left the Dragon Clan unsteadily with his seriously injured body.

In the next ten thousand years, no matter what happened to Xuanlong, he never cried again.

What could be more painful than being hurt by a blood relative.

Not anymore.

Until Xuanlong met Yan Yuan.That human smiles so beautifully, like a little bit of sunlight seeping through the moss-covered rock cracks all year round, there is only such a small beam, the moment he wakes up every morning, he always feels that the world has changed.

He is willing to serve Yan Yuan, willing to wash his dirty clothes, willing to buy his favorite food for him, running several times a day does not feel troublesome, as long as Yan Yuan feels happy.

As long as this person is happy, he is not even afraid of pulling off the dragon scales on his body, those pains are nothing compared to Yan Yuan's weight in his heart.

Because this weak human race is the only creature willing to approach him for nearly ten thousand years.So he carefully cared for this hard-won relationship, lest this fragile delicate flower would bloom and fail one day without his noticing.

The love of a shemale must be much more difficult than an ordinary relationship. Since I am in love, it doesn't matter if I give in to that person everywhere. Except for his life, he is willing to give anything to Yan Yuan of.

But he never thought that Yan Yuan's treatment of him was all fake.

Could it be that... from the very beginning, the encounter, acquaintance, and love were all premeditated...

The answer is already very clear.

Yan Yuan's queen was seriously ill and needed Long Lin to come to the doctor, so he deliberately approached him, cheated his trust, and made him willingly hand over Long Lin.

The words of the medical sage and the fox demon were still ringing in his ears, Xuanlong knew he had to go, but his body seemed to have been casted with a fixing spell, roots had grown in his feet, and he couldn't move.

He has never shed tears for ten thousand years, but at this moment he suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes, staring blankly at the scene where the two of them were rubbing each other's ears, and felt a strange colic in his heart.

He originally thought that Yan Yuan was the one who would soften his heart to him, but it turned out that was not the case, Yan Yuan's tenderness was given to others, and the soft heart naturally belonged to others.

If it wasn't for the man named 'Ayu' on the bed, Yan Yuan would not have approached him, and they might never have met in their lifetime.

all fake.

The warmth and love in the past were all exchanged by him with dragon scales.

However, he was still intoxicated by it, secretly rejoicing like a fool...

The two people on the bed were unaware of Xuanlong's appearance.

At this time, Yan Yuan was thinking about Xuanlong, thinking why the dragon hadn't come back after so many days, the previous dragon scales were taken a few days ago, without the dragon scales as medicine, the prescription is useless , of no use at all.

Ning Zhiyu's health is getting worse and worse, and she said before that she would take him to the Imperial Garden for a stroll, but now it is difficult to get out of bed and take two steps, Yan Yuan is so anxious that she gently touches Ning Zhiyu's forehead with her fingertips like ink shattered Hair, coaxed.

"Ayu, wait a little longer, soon, those people will find medicine to lure them back."

"I won't let anything happen to you, you trust me."

"En." Ning Zhiyu nodded, looking at Yanyuan. "What kind of medicine is it, so precious?"

Seeing his thin cheeks, pale as snow, Yan Yuan felt a dull pain in her heart, held Ning Zhiyu's hand, and said softly: "Didn't I tell you before, it is a very rare herb, not found in the palace, You can only go to the edge of the steep cliff to find it."

"Yeah." Ning Zhiyu had doubts in his heart, feeling that he was hiding something, but Yan Yuan didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask, and smiled weakly: "Look at me, I've been sick for too long, and I don't even have a big brain It's a good idea, Ah Yuan don't want to despise me."

Yan Yuan followed suit and pinched Ning Zhiyu's cheek lightly: "How could I despise you, my baby, you are too late."

Ning Zhiyu raised her Lingding hand bones to wrap around Yan Yuan's neck, pulled Yan Yuan closer to her, raised her head and kissed him on the lips, staring at him with her dark eyes, said softly.

"A Yuan insists on accepting me as a queen. I am physically weak, and as a man, I cannot bear children. It is really a big loss for you to be with me."

Yan Yuan put her arm on Ning Zhiyu's side, and raised her hand to caress the center of his brow: "Where does this start?"

Ning Zhiyu hesitated and said: "As an emperor, without heirs, the courtiers must not..."

Yan Yuan raised her hand to cover Ning Zhiyu's pale lips with her index finger: "Hush."

Ning Zhiyu immediately silenced.

Yan Yuan's hand turned to touch his cheek, with a serious expression: "Don't mention this again."

"It is enough for me to have you. What do you want your heirs to do? When the time is right, I will select a suitable royal child from the royal family to be registered as a prince."

"If you can have a child, I will be happy. If you can't, it doesn't matter. I don't even want to look at the children born by other people."

Ning Zhiyu remained silent for a long time.

Yan Yuan looked at his appearance and said with a smile: "What? Are you going to cry?"

"Silly Ayu, I love you, so naturally I want to treat you wholeheartedly."

"I'm afraid that A Yuan will regret it in the future. I don't think as well as you do. How can I, Ning Zhiyu, be worthy of your emperor's respect? Treat me like this..." Ning Zhiyu wrapped her arms around Yan Yuan's neck, dumbfounded. road.

"I said it was worth it, so you are worth it." Yan Yuan leaned down and kissed his forehead.

Yan Yuan didn't know why Ning Zhiyu died tragically in his arms in his previous life, but he had an intuition that it was for himself.That being the case, let him protect him and cherish him in this life.

Not far away, Xuanlong watched Yan Yuan frowning and smiling, seeing how happy he was with that man, he should be happy.

But this is not the case, the sadness surging in his chest almost overwhelmed him.

Standing in the same place as if masochistic, that big dream finally woke up slowly...

Ning Zhiyu used to love to read poetry and classics the most, but now that she is ill, she seldom reads books, so Yan Yuan sits on the side of the bed and reads to him, coaxing him to sleep.

This is what Yan Yuan and Ning Zhiyu are used to doing. Naturally, it is much more meticulous than dealing with Xuanlong. He is favored, but he has been taught by his husband and has no lack of literary talent.Unlike Xuanlong, he doesn't even know much about common customs, so he appears to be lacklustre.

For Yan Yuan, his rare use is to vent his desire, or as a fresh medicine.

Before falling asleep, Ning Zhiyu vomited blood shockingly, soiling the bed, Yan Yuan's heartache was on the surface, her eye circles were red, the palace people rushed in and out, brought hot water to help Ning Zhiyu Cleaning up the blood stains, and tossing and changing the clean mattress, the scene was chaotic.

There is a difference between living beings and living beings, Xuanlong knew this since he was a child.

For example, mother hates him, but loves his brothers and sisters very much.

Another example is Yan Yuan at this time, who feels sorry for the man in every possible way, but she has pulled out so many scales and bled so much, she doesn't see Yan Yuan caring much.

It is different after all.

After Ning Zhiyu fell asleep, Yan Yuanzhao asked Chen Yan to come in, groped for a black dragon scale glowing with silver light from her sleeve, and handed it to him:

"Go yourself, grind this dragon scale into powder and add it to Ayu's prescription, boil it and send it over."

"Be careful, it's the last piece, if you mess it up, I'm the only one asking."

That is the reverse scale of Xuanlong.

A dark green braided rope is worn on the moon-white scales, which is very beautiful. It is a token of love from Xuanlong to Yan Yuan, but to Yan Yuan, that thing should be meaningless, otherwise he will be holding the dragon scales. When handing it out, how could there be no hesitation, not even half an expression on his face.

In Xuanlong's dim green eyes, the only light left faded with Chen Yan's departure.

He took out the iris jade pendant from his chest and rubbed it lightly in his palm. It was given to him by Yan Yuan. He said that after accepting this token of love, he would never change his mind for the rest of his life. He never changed his mind.

But did Yan Yuan have any sincerity towards him?

Xuanlong felt that maybe he should be as cruel as Yan Yuan, and smashed this ridiculous love jade pendant on the ground, and the relationship between the two ended, or he could show up and confront Yan Yuan face to face , Ask him why he deceived himself.

However, thinking of all the past, thinking of the moment of tenderness Yan Yuan gave him before, Xuanlong would never be able to do this after all, and he would not be hysterical. Holding the jade pendant in the palm of his hand, he was as quiet and silent as when he came. Leaving the Luanfeng Palace with vain footsteps.

When he raised his head, there were tears in his cold green eyes.

Fortunately, no one saw it, so his wishful thinking would not appear too ridiculous.