Binding the Dragon for the Empress

It turned out that in Yan Yuan's eyes, the life of the child in his womb was not as important as the joy of his sweetheart.To him, he is nothing after all, maybe even a dead leaf outside the window is more precious than him.

Their conversation broke up that day.

To be precise, it was Yan Yuan who vented her anger unilaterally and expressed her dissatisfaction that her goal had not been achieved. After Xuanlong knew the other party's true thoughts, he didn't say anything. He knew that persuasion was useless.

Unimportant things will not change the ending just because of a few words to make people like it.If weeping bitterly and kneeling down to beg the other party to be useful, the mother would not have the heart to abandon him.

Going round and round, fate seems to be repeating itself on him... From the moment he was born, it seems that he has not been truly accepted by this world.

Whether as a child or as an adult, he was always redundant.

Que Le was locked up, Xiao Dezi was transferred away from Qiankun Palace, and there was no one beside him. Xuanlong should have been used to being alone, perhaps because his life was coming to an end, and when he suffered the pain of soul-devouring alone, he would feel It was a bit unbearable, he often woke up in cold sweat after hours of severe pain, looked at the empty palace, and asked himself why he came here.

Why do you want to be in a cocoon and fall in love with someone who shouldn't be loved.

Why do you foolishly feel that you really deserve to be loved.

Well now, he lost everything.

Anyway, everything he owns is worthless, and if he loses, he loses, but Que Le can't risk his life because of this.

He is still young, still very young, even if he temporarily loses his Taoism right now, he can start all over again and practice again.

He had to get him out.

The slanting sun of autumn passes through the gradually bare tree branches and falls on the painted dragons on the edge of the hall. It is already evening, and after a while, it will be dark.

If Yan Yuan didn't come, he had no choice but to look for him.

Supporting his limp body after the onset of illness, Xuanlong got out of bed, changed his robes, put on a black gauze hat and went out.

"Where is Yanyuan?"

The little eunuch standing outside the palace was the one who replaced Xiao Dezi, and he came from an unknown palace. When he saw Xuanlong, he didn't even look at him, with his whisk in his arms, he said to the sky in a strange way .

"At this time, the emperor should be having dinner with the empress in Luanfeng Palace. It is impossible to stay here every day to see the pickled things coming out of nowhere."

Xuanlong paused, and left without making a sound.

The eunuch looked at his back, and gave a 'cowardly' contemptuously.

She was supposed to be some kind of seductive goblin, with such virtues, she dared to compete with the empress for the emperor.That day, he took advantage of the ugly drowsiness and sneaked in to take a look. Such a large scar on his face didn't scare him off.

It's so ugly, the emperor can make a mouthful of it.

When Dao Xing was still alive, he followed Yan Yuan's breath and went to Luanfeng Hall, Xuanlong remembered the way.

He walked slowly like this, and the palace people on the road saw him wearing clothes that didn't look like palace clothes, and wearing a black gauze hat that covered his face, curiously hiding in the distance and whispering, Xuanlong vaguely heard " After reading the words "forbidden" and "male favorite", he raised his hand and covered the bamboo hat on his head, making sure that the veil in front of him had well covered his ugly face, and he felt relieved.

"I think he came out of Qiankun Palace, so he should be the emperor's male favorite hidden in Qiankun Palace, right?"

"I heard from Xiao Chenzi that this male favorite looks scary, how could the emperor keep such a person by his side, is the empress not good?"

"That's right, the empress is elegant and noble, and she treats the courtiers well. No one else can compare to her. I guess this person may have some kind of sorcery, and he has fascinated the emperor... Poor little Chenzi. I have stayed by my side well, but now I am going to the Qiankun Palace to serve this shady confinement."

"If you don't stay in the palace well, why come out and run around..."

Several little maids carrying food boxes followed Xuanlong not far behind, watching his back and talking non-stop. At first they restrained their voices, but seeing that he didn't respond, they became bolder and spoke louder. And ugly.

Didn't even notice anyone approaching.

"Dare to talk about the emperor in private, who gave you the courage."

A sonorous male voice with a texture like ice came from behind him. The maids shook their bodies and turned to look instinctively. They saw the man wearing a python robe, with long eyebrows reaching his temples. His handsome face was clearly expressionless. The eyes make people feel shuddering.Who doesn't know that King Zhennan is cruel and ruthless, killing people without blinking an eye.

The maids knelt down as soon as their feet softened, tears came out of fright, and they kowtowed for mercy.

"His Royal Highness King Zhennan—"

"His Royal Highness Zhennan King—servants, servants, who didn't know that His Royal Highness Zhennan King was here, spoke nonsense for a while, begging, begging Zhennan King to forgive him."

"Slaves will never dare again..."

Yan Fuheng looked down at them, and said indifferently.

"Well done."

The maids didn't know what these words meant, they raised their tearful faces in a daze, and they didn't look like they were just getting carried away.The man dressed as a lieutenant behind Yan Fuheng shouted in a low voice.

"My lord spare your lives! Hurry up and get out!"

"Thank you, Your Highness Zhennan Wang, for your forgiveness... Thank you, Your Highness Zhennan Wang, for your forgiveness..." The maids kowtowed a few times tremblingly, picked up their food boxes, scrambled to their feet and ran away.

Yan Fuheng raised his head, and his eyes happened to meet the man in a black robe in the distance. The other side was covered with a black veil, but Yan Fuheng knew that he was looking at this side, and he must have been attracted by the movement just now.

Xuanlong staggered his gaze and turned around.

"and many more."

Yan Fuheng called him to stop, took advantage of Xuanlong's stop, quickly walked over, took out half of the dark gold mask engraved with Sanskrit from his wide sleeve, and handed it to him.

"Your mask... the sun fell on the promenade that day."

The setting sun fell on Zhennan Wang's unsmiling face, which actually lightened the gloom in the corners of his eyes and brows, showing a bit of dull tenderness and anxiety for no reason.

Xuanlong couldn't feel anything strange about the other party, so he raised his hand to take the mask.

"Thank you."

When he saw Yan Fuheng, his heart was a little complicated. After all, he was going to kill him that night, and the matter turned into such an embarrassing scene, and he had to witness the whole process.

"Hands up."

"Don't take what happened just now to your heart, women are born with broken mouths."

Xuanlong belatedly realized that Yan Fuheng was comforting himself, and pursed his lips and said: "...their words are not all false."

He is indeed ugly, Yan Yuan puts the dignified and elegant queen not wanting it, and likes what he does.

He kept him only to save the man's life.

Yan Fuheng was speechless for a moment.

"Thank you for returning the mask to me."

The two were supposed to have no intersection, but when they bumped into each other suddenly, they had nothing to say, Xuanlong was unable to get rid of anyone for Yan Yuan, he had neither hatred nor liking for the person in front of him, he could only stay away.

Yan Fuheng looked at Xuanlong's retreating back, subconsciously took two steps after him, and murmured that person's name subconsciously.

"Apo..."

There is obvious nostalgia and complexity in the eyes.

"My lord, who is that?" the lieutenant behind asked curiously.

"The emperor's people." Yan Fuheng said in a low voice.

"Really a male favorite?" the lieutenant asked in surprise.

Yan Fuheng pursed his lips, but did not answer.

Seeing that he was still staring at him, the deputy general urged him in a low voice.

"My lord, let's go, the empress dowager is waiting for you for dinner."

"Ah."

Only then did Yan Fuheng look away.

There are eunuchs guarding outside the main gate of the Luanfeng Hall, and idlers and others are not allowed to enter at will, they have to be notified.As soon as Xiao Dezi came out of the gate and saw Xuanlong, he recognized him and said happily.

"Master Han, why are you here?"

"Is he there?" Xuanlong asked in a low voice.

Xiao Dezi's smile froze, and he said in a soft voice, "The emperor is having dinner with the empress right now, please wait for a while, and the servant will report."

"Why don't you enter the palace gate with the servant?"

"En." Xuanlong responded, and followed him into the door.

There are court ladies and eunuchs guarding outside the hall, Xiao Dezi can enter and leave the bedroom at will, his status is not low here, he came out not long after entering.

His face was a little troubled.

"The emperor said that he is not free right now, and told you to wait outside until he finishes his dinner."

Xuanlong nodded: "Okay."

He didn't say much, and after answering, he stood beside him silently.

This dinner was extraordinarily long, so long that the sun was setting, the moon was above the treetops, and Yan Yuan hadn't come out yet.

The eunuchs and maids outside the palace all returned after eating.

Xiao Dezi couldn't bear it, and whispered to the people under the tree.

"Young Master Han, come up and wait, it's windy down here."

Xuanlong stood there motionless, the voice coming from under the black gauze hat was a bit hoarse.

"Nothing."

Xiao Dezi continued to persuade with a worried face: "Why don't you go back first, the emperor may not see you today."

Xuanlong shook his head, looking at the bright moonlight through the black veil: "I can wait."

If he didn't wait, Que Le would have to suffer even more in that cold dungeon.

I don't know how those people will treat him.

After Ning Zhiyu fell asleep, Yan Yuan walked out of the palace door lightly, her cold eyes swept over Xuanlong's figure, her tone was not warm.

"Come here for me."

Xuanlong followed Yanyuan into the side hall next to it.

The structure of the side hall is the same as that of the main hall, but the decoration is a little simpler. Chen Yan lit a candle and retreated, closing the door gently.

Yan Yuan sat down on the imperial concubine's chair in the outer hall, staring expressionlessly at the man standing not far away.

"Aren't you very noble, why do you take the initiative to find me now?"

Xuanlong knew that Yan Yuan was angry, Yan Yuan went back to Qiankun Palace the day before yesterday, he didn't want to have a husband and wife relationship with him, so this person slammed the door and left angrily.

They're not husband and wife...why do they still do that kind of thing.

"...Release the Querce."

Yan Yuan pursed her lips, and Tao Hua's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Why?"

Xuanlong pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Let go of Jule, and I will have sex with you."

Yan Yuan laughed abruptly, her face turned cold, as if she was even more angry.

"Do you think I really care about your body?"

"It's disgusting to see your face."

"roll."

Xuan Long lowered his head and did not move: "What do you want."

Yan Yuan: "Where's the Neidan?"

Xuan Long: "...I said, when the child is born, I will give it to you."

Yan Yuan said coldly: "I also said, I don't want this child."

This time Xuanlong didn't speak for a long time, and he spoke in a muffled voice for a long while.

"...I didn't ask you to."

"Oh, that's not what you said that day."

"If you don't take it off now, is it possible to wait until you are born and then drown?"

"Stop talking." Xuanlong's voice suddenly changed hoarsely, as if he was about to cry.

Yan Yuan was stunned.

Xuanlong raised his head slightly, this posture seemed inexplicable to Yan Yuan.

"Let him go... please."

"It won't do you any good to keep him."

Yan Yuan has been waiting for Xuanlong to find him for the past few days, but as soon as he came, he mentioned other men, telling him how not to be angry, and the fingertips that kept tapping on the handrail suddenly stopped.

"You have said so much nonsense, but you have shown some sincerity."

Xuanlong nodded suddenly, pulled out the dagger he brought with him from his waist, raised his sleeves, exposed his thin arms, and lowered the knife without hesitation.

"His dragon scales are about to run out..."

"I can give you more, fifty...one hundred, whatever...as long as you let him go."

The blade was inserted into the flesh and blood, and the dragon scale was sandwiched between them, and a piece of dragon scale was pulled out like this. Xuanlong's face turned pale and blood flowed horizontally.

Yan Yuan stood up and snatched the dagger in his hand, and threw it to the ground, with an angry light shining in her eyes.

"I didn't say that."