Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The carriage drove unhurriedly on the road, and the hustle and bustle of the Qiqiao Festival gradually faded away. The closer to the palace, the deserted the market.

The two sat side by side in the carriage, Ning Zhiyu leaned on Yan Yuan's shoulder, talking softly to him, but Yan Yuan never responded to him.

"A Yuan?"

"Ayuan?..."

Ning Zhiyu called Yan Yuan several times, Yan Yuan just came back to her senses and turned to look at Ning Zhiyu: "...Huh?"

Ning Zhiyu sat up and said worriedly, "What are you thinking about?"

"In the past few days? You are always distracted when you are with me, but what problems have you encountered in state affairs?"

Yan Yuan smiled: "No."

Ning Zhiyu stared at his handsome profile, feeling unspeakable sadness in her heart, always felt that although this person was sitting beside her, her heart was getting farther and farther away from him.

Yan Yuan didn't intend to bring Ning Zhiyu out today. Ning Zhiyu begged him for a long time, saying that she wanted to go to temple fairs and watch lanterns on the street like ordinary couples. Ning Zhiyu seldom wanted something. Yuan couldn't bear to refuse, seeing that he was in better spirits after taking the dragon scale these few days, so she agreed.

However, from the day Xuanlong left, he never stopped missing him in his heart.

Yan Yuan knew that this was wrong, but he couldn't control himself at all. At the beginning, he was just obsessed with Xuanlong's body, and wanted to have fun with him when he got closer. Now that Xuanlong is gone, there is a vacancy in his heart. I won't die, but I can't get rid of the dragon's face in my mind. I think about it when I eat, I think about it when I sleep, I think about it when I deal with the government affairs, and I can't help thinking about it even when I am with Ning Zhiyu.

Knowing that the deeper the trap, the deeper the betrayal of Ning Zhiyu, however, if people can easily control their emotions, how can there be so many idiots and resentful women who die for love.

Could it be...has he really fallen in love with that dragon?

What about Ayu, what about Ayu... Yan Yuan's heart clenched when she thought of this, and just at this time, Ning Zhiyu beside her suddenly coughed.

Shocked, Yan Yuan took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to Ning Zhiyu's lips. Ning Zhiyu raised her hand to take it, and Yan Yuan gently followed his thin back: "Do you feel bad?"

Ning Zhiyu shook his head, covered his lips with a handkerchief and kept coughing, the curtain of the carriage was blown by the wind, and the moonlight shining through the window made his face pale and his eyes scarlet.

Yan Yuan was heartbroken, and ordered the guards driving outside to hurry up.

It took a long time for Ning Zhiyu to gradually calm down, the white veil was removed from her lips, and half of it was soaked red by blood.

Yan Yuan took the handkerchief in his hand and folded it, wiped off the blood stains on Ning Zhiyu's lips with a clean place, and said dumbly: "I shouldn't have brought you out, it's still fine, it must be because of the wind blowing tonight. , and now coughing up blood again."

Ning Zhiyu knew that he felt sorry for her, so she laughed, raised her hand to touch Yan Yuan's warm cheek, and comforted her: "This body is always up and down, it's fine, Ah Yuan don't need to worry."

Yan Yuan was not willing to say any more serious words, she silently embraced Ning Zhiyu into her arms, Ning Zhiyu leaned on his shoulder, speechless for a long time.

"...A Yuan."

When the carriage entered the imperial city, Ning Zhiyu called him.

Yan Yuan lowered her head: "Huh?"

"I'm very happy tonight." Ning Zhiyu said softly.

Yan Yuan laughed, her eyes were soft: "I am also very happy."

"A Yuan." Ning Zhiyu called him again.

"Huh?" Yan Yuan replied patiently.

"If one day...you fall in love with someone else, don't tell me."

Yan Yuan froze slightly: "What are you talking about?"

"No."

The corners of Ning Zhiyu's mouth curled up slightly, as if talking about what to eat tonight.His eyes were as dark as night, and there was a not-so-hot fire burning inside. Perhaps because he was in the dark, the fire seemed extraordinarily full of vitality, but it seemed that it would go out at any time.

"I just want to live in the last days of the world and be happier."

"If you fall in love with someone else, don't tell me, give me a cup of crane crest red, and send me away quietly."

"It's best if you feed me and drink it with your own hands. I can die in your arms... I'm also happy."

Seeing the smile on Ning Zhiyu's face, Yan Yuan felt glaring and flustered, tightened her arms and hugged her tightly in her arms, and said dryly: "You have been ill for too long, and you are not even clear-headed. , always love such nonsense."

"But I will not despise you, you are my queen, no matter what you become, I will continue to love you."

"Giving poisoned wine can be said. Are you deliberately trying to make me unhappy and make me sad?"

Ning Zhiyu clenched his skirt tightly, her eyes were red: "No..."

How could he be willing to make Yan Yuan sad.

It's just that he can't accept that the only person in the world who treats him well leaves him. If there is such a day, he would rather be a fool with a clear mind than a blind man with bright eyes.

For him, what fear is there to die? What is more terrifying than death is watching the one you love go against him. If a person has no hope, death is a very easy thing.

Yan Yuan caressed Ning Zhiyu's back, and said in a warm voice: "I know you are sensitive, you have been ill for a long time, and you tend to think wildly."

"I don't blame you."

"If you're tired, go to sleep, I'm here."

Ning Zhiyu couldn't help feeling the urge to cry, this person treated him so tenderly, why did he suspect that Yan Yuan had changed her mind, maybe it was because she was sick and confused, thinking wildly, hurting herself and his A Yuan.

"Yeah." Ning Zhiyu hugged Yan Yuan's waist tightly, leaned on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The carriage stopped outside Luanfeng Palace, Yan Yuan hugged Ning Zhiyu and got out of the car, and Ning Zhiyu woke up after entering the palace, Yan Yuan put her on the bed lightly, took Ning Zhiyu's hand and talked for a while In a word, I put people to sleep, and just left to deal with the government affairs that have piled up today.

Yan Yuan has not returned to Qiankun Palace for a few days, she either stays at Luanfeng Palace at night, or makes do with the small couch in the Imperial Study Room, as soon as she returns to the place where she lived with Xuanlong, she feels empty and lonely, and it is difficult to sleep.

He didn't expect that a mere monster could leave such a heavy mark in his heart, probably like the scratches left by a sword passing through a wall, no matter how deep the mark is, it can be repaired perfectly by a skilled craftsman, but the things that once existed , will not be erased forever with the calm of the surface.

In the imperial study room, Yan Yuan was sitting behind the table, looking at the memorial on the table, the brush in her hand was about to drop, and the ink from the tip of the pen dripped onto the memorial, mushing the words on it into a ball.

Yan Yuan suddenly came back to her senses, looking around, the huge imperial study room was empty, only him, the unique loneliness and tranquility of the dark night completely overwhelmed him, and suddenly thought of that clumsy dragon.

Although that dragon is stupid, he treats him really well. He will try his best to coax him when he is angry, he will not say nice words, and he will only use actions to prove his sincerity.

Yan Yuan originally thought that she didn't care about Xuanlong's sincerity. The person he loves is Ayu. He thought it was unnecessary to ask Xuanlong's sincerity before, but now...now, it is still a burden.

He can't break his promise with Ah Yu...

Yan Yuan put down the wolf hair in her hand, and took out the iris jade pendant from her chest. It was the one he gave Xuanlong as a token of love. Xuanlong didn't take it away when he left, but left it on the table in the side hall of Qiankun Palace .

It's funny to say, when choosing this jade pendant, Yan Yuan didn't put any thought into it, she just asked the eunuch to go to the treasury to pick it up, but she just took a piece and gave it to him, and told Xuanlong that it was carefully selected, so she coaxed him So happy, even Nilin pulled out and gave it to him.

Now that the dragon is gone, Yan Yuan keeps this meaningless jade pendant in her bosom, and wants to take it out to have a look at it from time to time.

When he looked at this jade pendant, he always wondered if Xuanlong was the same as him when he owned this jade pendant, rubbing his fingertips over the lines on it to miss him.

No matter how confused he was, no one responded to him.

The dragon has left.

The sky is high and the sea is wide, where will he go? Will he return to the thousand-year-old ancient pool, or will he find a new place that no one knows, and hide quietly so that he can't find it.

An inexplicable sadness surged in Yan Yuan's heart, he raised his hand, wanting to throw the jade pendant in his hand to pieces on the ground, breaking his own thoughts that shouldn't have, but he felt reluctant to give up.

Ni Lin was lured to Ning Zhiyu by him as a medicine. The only and only remaining connection between him and Xuanlong was this jade pendant. It was of little significance to him, but this jade pendant contained two people. There was affection.

Even if that affection is actually ridiculous to anyone.

In the end, Yan Yuan took her hand back, but for some reason, he couldn't hold it tightly, and the jade pendant slipped from her hand very quickly and hit the hard table.

Jade broken.

Yan Yuan hurriedly picked up the jade pendant, trying to piece back the broken pieces of jade that were the size of finger caps, but she couldn't do it anyway, he felt uneasy and called out loudly.

"Chen Yan!"

"Chen Yan!"

When Chen Yan came in, seeing his anxious expression, he carefully leaned over and asked, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"Look at this jade pendant, can it be restored to its original state?" Yan Yuan asked anxiously.

Chen Yan looked at it for a while, and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, this jade is broken, and I'm afraid it won't be able to recover. Even if it is repaired, it will leave marks."

"Aren't there still a lot of jade pendants similar to this one in the treasury, don't be so anxious."

"It's different...it's different." Yan Yuan murmured, an ominous premonition faintly appeared in her heart.

This is the token of love he gave to Xuanlong. Since it is a token of love, it is naturally unique, how can it be the same as others.

When he finds Xuanlong in the future, he will return the jade pendant to him. There is no reason to take back what was sent out.

At this moment, Yan Yuan didn't think about anything, only this thought appeared in her mind.

However, broken mirrors are hard to round, and so is broken jade.

Unless the gods are alive, this jade will never be restored to its original state.

Just like broken feelings, no matter how much you do later, it will never be the same as before.

That night, Yan Yuan had that dream again. When he woke up in the morning, he wet his pillow with tears, and was immersed in the overwhelming sadness for a long time, unable to extricate himself. feel secure.

I couldn't figure out why, so I blamed everything on it. It was because God found that he had two minds, so he used this intense pain to warn him and warn him to be kind to his lover.