Binding the Dragon for the Empress

A white light flashed above the imperial city, and two figures instantly appeared in the emperor's bedroom, Qiankun Palace.

Yan Yuan was in a hurry to see the queen whom she had been thinking of so much, so she settled Xuanlong in the side hall of the bedroom and hurried out the door.

The news of his safe return to the palace spread quickly, and when Yan Yuan arrived at the Luanfeng Hall, people from the imperial hospital were already waiting.

The scarlet wedding satin hadn't been taken off yet, but the atmosphere was gloomy and depressing. The man sleeping on the bed looked paler than he had been dozens of days ago, and his moist face had diminished a lot.

When Yan Yuan saw Ning Zhiyu's appearance, her eyes turned red, she sat down slowly on the edge of the bed, held his cold hand, and said dumbly: "Ayu, you have suffered."

"I miss you so much..."

The man on the bed ignored him, Yan Yuan was not annoyed, and sat by the bed for a long time.

He once vowed to protect Ning Zhiyu well in this life and never repeat the mistakes of his previous life. Now that his lover has become so ill under his nose, how can he not feel anxious and sad.

After half a stick of incense, Yan Yuan faded out.

"Dear dears, can you find out the cause?"

The imperial physicians sighed and lowered their heads dejectedly.

"Zong Hua, tell me." Yan Yuan turned her head to look at one of the imperial physicians in a vermilion official robe.

Zong Hua was the one who suggested to Yan Yuan that the dragon heart could cure all kinds of diseases. He was already a master at the Tai Hospital at a young age, with picturesque facial features, which matched his name very well, and his medical skills even slightly surpassed the Tai Hospital The power of the head of the hospital is exactly why Yan Yuan believes in him so much.

However, at this moment, even Zong Hua looked embarrassed. He crossed his hands and leaned over and said, "If you still can't find the dragon's heart when you return to the emperor, the empress may not be able to hold on for too long."

Yan Yuan's heart tightened for a while, thinking of Xuanlong's trust in herself, she frowned and said in a low voice: "... Is there no other way but to dig the dragon's heart?"

Zong Hua was silent for a while: "If you really can't find the dragon's heart, it would be good to find some dragon scales."

"Dragon scale?..." Yan Yuan was stunned.

Zong Hua: "Exactly."

"Although the effect of the dragon scale is not as good as that of the dragon heart, which can completely eradicate the root of the disease once and for all, it also has the effect of suppressing stubborn diseases. The closer the dragon scale is to the heart, the better the effect."

"If you take it for a month, the Empress will be able to wake up."

Yan Yuan's brows stretched, and her eyes were mixed with joy and sorrow: "Really?"

In this way, not only would Xuanlong not have to die, but Ayu could also be saved.

Things like dragon scales should be like human nails, they can still grow without them, and the pain will be more painful. It's better than digging out the dragon's heart...

If the scales are pulled out, they can grow again, and if the heart is dug out, there will be no more coldness in the world.

"This prescription is what I saw with my own eyes in the medical books handed down by my family, so it should be correct."

Yan Yuan nodded, and pondered: "I know."

"You all step back, I want to be alone with the queen for a while."

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The side hall of Qiankun Palace is not as luxurious as the main hall, but it is also decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, which is extremely spacious.

The first time Xuan Longtou came into contact with the place where Yan Yuan grew up, he, who had always been lonely and boring, was rarely curious, and couldn't help but observe the surrounding environment.

It turned out that the man was raised in such a place, no wonder he was a bit extravagant.But in Xuanlong's eyes, Yan Yuan is cute no matter what.

The catastrophe was approaching, Xuanlong felt more and more that his spiritual power was getting weaker and weaker, but he felt very tired after flying for a short distance. He saw a bed in the hall, so he went to sit cross-legged and meditate, but he fell asleep while sitting up.

The sky was getting dark, and the door was pushed open in the hall that had been silent for a long time, Xuanlong woke up instantly, opened his eyes and looked towards the door vigilantly.

It was Yan Yuan who came back.

That man changed into a shining dragon robe at some point, with a jade crown on his head, and a slender body. He was already fair, but at this moment, he looked even more noble and extraordinary.

He strolled to Xuanlong's side, sat down on the edge, wrapped his arms around his waist naturally, put his face on Xuanlong's shoulder, and asked with a low smile, "Abo, do you miss me?"

Xuanlong let him hold him, and there was imperceptible softness in his cold eyes: "Yes."

She was acting, but when she heard the answer from the other party, Yan Yuan couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, she couldn't help leaning into his ear and whispered: "I miss you too."

"En." Xuanlong's lips curved.

Yan Yuan was startled, she retracted her hands around his waist in a daze, looked at the man's heroic side face in disbelief, her heart was beating loudly: "...you just laughed."

Xuanlong turned to look at him upon hearing this.

Looking at the man's turquoise cold and beautiful eyes, Yan Yuan was fascinated: "This is the first time you smiled at me..."

A bit of bewilderment appeared in Xuanlong's eyes.

Has he never smiled before? ...

It seems so.

There was nothing worthy of his happiness before, so naturally he had no reason to laugh.

But it's different now.

This person said that he likes him and is willing to care about him...

"You look so pretty when you smile." Yan Yuan couldn't suppress the urge to get close to Xuan Long, she approached him seriously and said, "Smile more in the future."

How could Xuanlong have been praised so much before, his face became hot, and he turned his head unnaturally: "Yeah."

A moment later, the people around him suddenly wrapped their arms around his waist, Xuanlong subconsciously turned his head to look, and his lips touched Yan Yuan, who leaned over and pressed him down on the couch.

That day, Yan Yuan lied to Xuan Long that she wanted to marry him, in order to torture him and find a chance to dig out the dragon's heart, but she didn't find the dragon's heart, but Yan Yuan swallowed the marrow of his body like a demon Knowing the taste, from time to time, he would push him to do nonsense.

Yan Yuan knew that she was wrong, but desire was always difficult to control, so she comforted herself in her heart, that when Ning Zhiyu woke up, he would definitely break up with Xuanlong.

Now it is just to stabilize Xuanlong, so I do these redundant things.

And in this kind of matter, Xuanlong would never refuse him, even though Yan Yuan's technique is really bad, she has no advantages except her size, and it still hurts.

After it was over, Xuanlong was back in that exhausted look with a pale face, Yan Yuan looked at him puzzled, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and said nervously: "Abo, are you feeling bad? ?..."

Strange, he obviously has a lot of care.

Xuan Long thought that this was the case when couples had sex, and if he said something painful, it would make Yan Yuan sad, so he opened his eyes and looked at the other party for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, it's just a little tired."

Pain returns to pain, sweetness in heart is enough.

Yan Yuan reached out to touch his legs, frowned and said, "But you're bleeding again."

Xuanlong paused, his Adam's apple twitched slightly: "It will be healed in a few days."

Yan Yuan's thoughts were quickly attracted by other things, he lifted a corner of the man's brocade quilt: "Why is your heart wound still not healed after so long?"

Not only is it not getting better, but there is also a faint tendency to deteriorate. The color of the pink and tender flesh and blood has become darker. If it is not treated, it may fester.

It is naturally impossible for Xuanlong to tell him that the catastrophe is approaching: "Maybe it's because of the weather."

Yan Yuan originally thought that monsters with strong spells would heal quickly after being injured, but now it seems that this is not the case. He suddenly felt a little worried, stretched his arms around Xuanlong's neck, and said: "Tomorrow, I will ask the imperial doctor to take Let me put some medicine on you."

The medicine in the mortal world is useless to monsters, but Xuanlong didn't explain it, which didn't prevent him from feeling warm in his heart: "Yeah."

Before dinner, Xuanlong was sleepy, and when he was about to fall asleep, he heard the people around him hesitantly say: "Abo, I want to discuss something with you..."

Xuan Long couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at him: "Say it."

Those green eyes were always cold, but Yan Yuan could see the ultimate tenderness in them, he had already vaguely guessed where the wound in the man's heart came from.

I guessed it from the moment the imperial physician said that the dragon scales on the heart are the best medicine.

This can explain why after taking the decoction that is neither gray nor black, my serious injury healed completely in three days.

But Xuanlong's injury has not healed until now.

It was difficult for Yan Yuan to talk to him, thinking of her dying lover, things seemed to be simpler again: "Can you give me some dragon scales?..."

Xuanlong was stunned for a moment, animal-like puzzlement appeared in his eyes: "Why do you want dragon scales?"

Yan Yuan looked at him and said with difficulty: "I have an important friend who is seriously ill. If he is not treated, he will die..."

Seeing his sad look, Xuan Long felt uncomfortable, even though there was no expression on his face: "How much do you want?"

"Thirty pieces." Yan Yuan made the cruelest request in the most gentle way: "...I want the one next to the heart, is it okay?"

Xuan Long was taken aback again, and then said: "Okay."

"Thank you." Yan Yuan wrapped her arms around his body and kissed him on the side of the ear. "I will let the imperial doctor bring the best wound medicine."

"Ah."