Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The steamed buns had been left for a few days, and they were dry without any moisture, Yan Yuan's eyes were red from choking, and there was a lot of commotion.

Cui Le put down her chopsticks and made a 'snap' sound: "Do you know etiquette! This saliva has been coughed into the dish, how can we eat it?!"

Yan Yuan covered her mouth and coughed towards the outside of the table, it was clearly not what he said, this fox was just trying to find fault.

Not in his own territory, Yan Yuan was not as knowledgeable as him, her throat was so hot that she couldn't eat the thick steamed buns, so he sat there with eyes downcast and did not move.

Que Le hated Yan Yuan's teeth so much, if he could, he would throw the dog emperor out to feed the fish on the spot, embarrassing him is nothing.He still wanted to trouble him, but was interrupted by Xuanlong in a low voice.

"Qie Le, don't make trouble."

Que Le was discouraged for a moment: "...what's the trouble, I just want to vent your anger for you."

With a wave of Xuanlong's hand, there was a green porcelain tea bowl in Yan Yuan's hand, which was filled with warm jasmine tea, with a faint fragrance, and the two white steamed buns turned into glutinous soft rice.Immediately, he picked up the chopsticks, and with an unskilled gesture, picked up a piece of braised beef for Yan Yuan.

"Eat."

His right hand was injured for saving Yan Yuan, and he trembled a little while holding the vegetables.

Yan Yuan's eyes shifted from Xuanlong's well-knit hands to his stern but peaceful face, and her throat became more and more dry: "Abo..."

"Let's eat." Xuanlong didn't look at him.

Que Le was not happy anymore, full of resentment: "You serve him food, what about me?"

Xuan Long paused, and lifted his chopsticks.

Cuile: "I want to eat chicken."

Xuanlong poked his chopsticks towards the plate of white-cut chicken. It was obviously a flat piece of chicken, but it slipped away from between his chopsticks several times as if he had grown legs. Put the slices in the Xuanlong bowl.

"Forget it, let me do it myself."

"It's only when someone's hands and feet are disabled that someone else needs to serve food."

Yan Yuan pursed her lips and said nothing, and unbalancedly picked up a shrimp and put it in the Xuanlong bowl, flattering her: "A Bo, you love fish and shrimp the most."

"Mmm." Xuanlong struggled to pick up the powdery prawn.

"Hey, you are so good at serving the dishes made by the young master. You are so capable to cook two dishes by yourself." Que Le snatched the shrimp from Xuanlong's chopsticks, peeled off the shell quickly, and put it on the table. Go back to the Xuanlong bowl.

Yan Yuan was not as thoughtful as Que Le was in her thinking, and even less thoughtful in her actions, so she remained silent in desperation.

After the meal, Que Le asked Yan Yuan to wash the dishes. What was the same before and after washing, the layer of oil stuck to the plate well, and Cue Le scolded her.

Yan Yuan used to be the crown prince, but now she is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme. She has never suffered such humiliation since she was 19 years old.

After he broke two bowls and two plates in a row, Que Le couldn't bear to drive him aside. Que Le rolled up his sleeves and started washing, the pot was full of bubbles.

"You royal family don't teach washing dishes?"

Yan Yuan turned around to leave the kitchen, but was knocked back by the barrier at the door, her forehead was red.He has a cold face. "Do not teach."

"Tch." Que Le laughed teasingly, a cold light flashed in his ice blue eyes. "Then what do you teach? Specialize in cheating, kidnapping and bullying dragons?"

"..." Yan Yuan clenched her molars tightly, her complexion ashen.

"I'm not wrong, am I?" Que Le was not affected at all, and wiped the bowl with a rag one after another. "You are close to Han Bo, isn't it because his flesh and blood can heal diseases?"

Yan Yuan: "It has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?" In the blink of Yan Yuan's eyes, Que Le flashed in front of him, murderous aura burst out between her cold brows, her fingers slid up Yan Yuan's neck like a snake, and a sharp long armor slowly grew out. , will allow him to return to the west.

Que Le leaned close to Yan Yuan's ear, and smiled lowly with her eyes bent and upturned. That laughter echoed, magnetic and bewildering. "You say it has nothing to do with me?"

Yan Yuan didn't react at all, and was restrained by Que Le, the gate of life was controlled by the other party, and he was tense and did not move.

"Let me tell you, it has something to do with me." Que Le's voice was as slow as a snake spitting out a letter, which made Yan Yuan feel very uncomfortable.

"As long as it's about him, it's about me. If you dare to hurt him again... I will definitely let you die a miserable, miserable death."

"You can kill me right now." Yan Yuan provocatively said blankly.

"Do you think I don't want to?" Que Le's expression suddenly became ruthless, and she pushed him away forcefully, leaving a long scratch on Yan Yuan Yubai's neck with her slender nails. "It's not because he will be sad if he kills you!"

"Just whip you once, and he can't help but block for you!"

"Otherwise, why do you think you can live till now?"

Yan Yuan staggered back, covered her wound with her palm, and frowned in pain: "...you like him."

"Otherwise?..." Que Le showed an idiot-like look.

"Is it possible that I like you?"

"..."

At night, Yan Yuan was arranged to sleep in the most remote woodshed in the courtyard, while Que Le told Xuanlong that she would put him in a wing room in the small courtyard next door, so that he should not worry.

After staring at Xuanlong after drinking the anti-fetal medicine, Que Le changed the dressing on Xuanlong's hands and lower back, removed the blood-stained gauze layer by layer, and whispered:

"Well, I think the bed in my room is too hard, or I'll squeeze with you."

Xuanlong took it seriously, and was silent for a moment: "I'll trade it with you."

"No, what I mean is..." Que Le scolded himself for being stupid, why did he turn a good stone cave into an elegant garden on earth? It used to be a cave with one bed, but now it has become many rooms, let him want to break his head I can't think of any way to stay overnight in my sweetheart's house.

Xuan Long looked at him, and when he finished, Que Le murmured for a while, then discouraged, "...it's nothing."

Late at night.

The dim firewood room is full of firewood, and there is no place to lie down. Yan Yuan stands in the gap between the firewood and the wall that can only accommodate one person, and is frightened by the rats crawling under his feet from time to time. He has always hated it the most. These dirty things, who would have thought that there would be rats at the bottom of the water, it must be that damn fox monster.

There is no door in the firewood room, and a barrier is enough to trap him firmly. Yan Yuan stood for half a night, her legs were sore and numb, and when she was almost unable to hold on, she suddenly felt that the outside was coming in a little bit. faint light.

He tried to go out, only to find that the enchantment had disappeared.

The light source comes from the night pearl floating in the sky above the front yard. Because the mansion is too big, the light is swallowed up by the dark green water in the back yard, and Yan Yuan uses that light to touch the courtyard where Xuanlong is. .

The door was unlocked, so she pushed it in easily, Yan Yuan entered lightly, a small candle was burning in the room, the bed had no curtains, Xuanlong was lying on the bed with his back facing him in obscene clothes.

Probably because of the injury in the lower back, lying down will hurt, that's all.

"A Bo..." Yan Yuan stopped in front of the bed and whispered. "Are you asleep?"

Xuanlong didn't move at first, and after a while, he opened his mouth in a low voice.Hearing the sound, it doesn't look like he just woke up, but he should be awake.

"What?"

Yan Yuan got on the bed carefully, avoiding the wound on the back of Xuanlong's waist, and encircling his abdomen from behind: "You were the one who removed the barrier, right?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Xuanlong said lightly.

Yan Yuan's eyes were sore and hot, and she buried her face in the back of his neck: "You clearly care about me, and you still don't admit it."

"..."

"A Bo, are you really not going back with me?" Yan Yuan said sullenly.

Xuanlong: "Yes."

Yan Yuan recalled Bai Ri Cuile's words: "Is it because of that vixen?"

"..." Xuanlong was at a loss in his heart.

Yan Yuan said with red eyes: "You don't really like him, do you?"

"What's so good about him, isn't he good at cooking and magic?"

"You come back to the palace with me. I will ask the cook in the imperial dining room to cook for you in different ways every day. There are tens of thousands of palace maids and eunuchs who can serve you, and there are guards who can protect you. The basic necessities of life in the palace are definitely better than yours at the bottom of the water." Much more comfortable."

"...He treats me sincerely." Xuan Long interrupted loudly.

With just one sentence, all Yan Yuan's words were gambled back.

Yan Yuan was bored for a while, and cried.

"I also treat you sincerely."

"It's just that my sincerity is given to others. Who told you to show up so late? If you showed up earlier, I would only love you... What can I do? He is my queen, I can't leave it alone, you Don't be so stingy, okay?"

"I have already said, as long as you are willing, I will make you a concubine..."

"...Stop talking." Xuanlong suddenly spoke wearily, his throat hoarse as if something had strangled him.

"do not talk."

Yan Yuan shut her mouth.

Xuanlong wanted too much love, he couldn't afford it at all.

Except for Ning Zhiyu's illness, he seldom felt so powerless. Perhaps both Xuanlong and Ning Zhiyu were destined to be the unbreakable fetters of his fate, and it would be a heart-rending pain to abandon either one.

Yan Yuan lowered her head, took out the gold-encrusted iris jade from her chest, passed her arm through Xuanlong's waist, and solemnly put the jade into Xuanlong's palm, then held Xuanlong's hand so that he could not refuse.

"I gave you this piece of jade, you should take it." The voice contained a soft begging.

"I am the emperor. No one dares not to take good care of the things I bestow on others. Although this is not a reward, it is my heart. Just keep it, okay?"

"..." Xuanlong's breathing rate became trembling.

Yan Yuan hugged Xuanlong from behind like this, and held his hand. In Xuanlong's hand was the piece of jade, which was icy cold and had no temperature.

"Abo...Although I can't give you all my love, I do love you."

"During the time you left me, I couldn't help thinking about you every day."

"That's when I realized that I like you so much, so much that I can't separate you at all."

"I know that I treat you very badly and always make you sad. I know I'm wrong. If I have a chance, I will make it up."

"Tomorrow... I'm leaving."

"He's still waiting for me."

"He is too sick. If I don't go back, it will be too late. I can't just watch him die. If he dies, I won't be able to live."

"Abo...thank you for still caring about me and understanding me."

Yan Yuan kissed the scar on the back of Xuanlong's neck, it was clearly a gentle and gentle movement, but it was like holding a sharp knife, piercing her heart inch by inch.