Binding the Dragon for the Empress

Que Le was severely beaten with a hundred sticks. The place where he was tortured was not far from the cell where Xuan Long was held. He didn't want Xuan Long to hear him, so he insisted on not saying a word. In the end, he was dragged back by the jailer like a dead fish. Once opened, throw it on the ground and leave it alone.

Dazzling bloodstains bloomed on the snow-white prison uniform, and Que Le was lying on the ground dying. Xuanlong didn't dare to touch him, afraid of hurting him, so he only dared to hold his hand.

"Julle..."

Que Le reluctantly opened his eyes, felt a wet touch on his face, and his eyes gradually focused. He saw mist in the man's ice-green eyes, and it was Xuanlong who was crying.

It turned out that I was very important to him, and he cried for me.

Que Le was even a little happy in his heart, even the wounds on his body didn't seem to hurt so much, he laughed, his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Abo... don't be sad."

"I said... I have nine lives, this one is gone, and there are eight left."

"So...don't be sad for me...you just need to protect yourself..."

Xuanlong knelt beside him, expressionless on his stern face, but tears flowed silently from his bewitching green pupils, flowing down his thin cheeks, his lips trembled, his voice was clumsy and hoarse.

"sorry Sorry."

"I'm sorry for what..." With all his strength, Que Le gently shook Xuan Long's hand, smiling as wildly as he did when he first saw him that day, and he looked at the dark and humid air above. "It's me who wants to pester you."

"Who told me to like you, young master..."

"I know... In this life, it's impossible for us, it's all because I met you too late..."

"If there is a next life... I will be lucky to have a place next to your pillow..." Que Le turned her head to look at Xuan Long with difficulty, her icy blue eyes flickered with a tiny light, her once rosy face was now only pale .

Xuanlong felt a dull pain in his heart. How could he sleep well on his pillow? When he was a child, the old dragon once said that he was the face of the lone star of Tiansha, and no one would love him in this life. Even if he did, he would be alive Gram to death.

In the past, he didn't take it very seriously, but now he believes it a little bit. Otherwise, why would the only creature in the world who treats him sincerely end up like this.

"...We don't need the next life, but in this life, we can be together."

So, you have to live well.

"Really?..." Que Le was really happy.

Xuanlong: "Yes."

"Then we have made an agreement...you are not allowed to go back on your word." Tears welled up in the corners of Que Le's eyes.

Xuanlong: "Yes."

"No regrets."

"We agreed to go to Suzhou."

"Okay..." Que Le smiled and closed her eyes, unable to keep falling into a long coma.

Xuan Long raised his hand, bit his wrist, gently pinched both of Que Le's cheeks, and dripped blood into his mouth.

When sober, Quer Le would not take his blood or dragon scales.

So far, the old wounds on Que Le's body have not healed, and now that there are new wounds, if he dies, he will definitely not be able to hold on.

With the loss of blood in his body, Xuanlong's vision became a little loose, and he felt dizzy and had abdominal pain. Fortunately, Que Le still had the instinct to swallow. After feeding him a lot of blood, Xuanlong curled up beside him to rest.

In the middle of the night, the sound of heavy footsteps came from a distance in the cold prison cell. After a shuddering sound, the cell door was opened, and Yan Yuan, who was wearing a black cloak, walked in, gently picked up the man on the ground, and glanced coldly at him. Querue, covered in blood, turned around and left the cell door.

His body was covered with cold frost, and it was cold outside. After being taken out of the cell, Xuanlong woke up from the cold not long after, and his consciousness gradually returned, and he found himself in Yan Yuan's arms.

Looking from the bottom up, the other party's jaw was tight, his lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome face was expressionless.It had just rained tonight, the ground was wet, and the shadows of the trees behind him were mottled. Not far away were several guards and eunuchs, including Chen Yan.

Confirming that he was not dreaming, Xuanlong moved his body, he no longer wanted to have any intimate contact with this person, and struggled to get off the ground.

"let me go."

Yan Yuan's eyes were dim, and the arms that imprisoned Xuanlong remained motionless, but tightened instead: "Don't mess with me again."

Xuanlong didn't know what he was angry about, Que Le was still in prison, he had no capital to make Yan Yuan unhappy, so he quietly stayed in his arms and did not move.

Yan Yuan carried the man in prison uniform back to Qiankun Palace. When she entered the door, the purple gold nanmu round table was already filled with delicacies, such as steamed fish, Longjing shrimp, ginseng hen soup, roasted duck, etc. There were more than a dozen of them. , and a few snacks that I haven't seen before.

Xuanlong was put barefoot on the stool beside the table, Yan Yuan sat down beside him, and put the chopsticks on the mouth of the bowl in front of him.

"Have a meal."

Xuanlong pursed his lips, but did not move.

Yan Yuan waited for a while, then frowned and said, "I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

Xuan Long's eyes fell on the exquisite dishes on the table, and he said in a low voice: "Whatever you want to do, just say it."

"I asked you to eat." Yan Yuan turned cold.

He was hungry, but Xuanlong couldn't eat anything at this time, he lowered his eyes: "But I want dragon scales."

"Forget it if you don't eat it."

Yan Yuan suddenly stood up, and the next moment Xuanlong was caught off guard, his body imbalance caused him to instinctively wrap around Yan Yuan's neck, and soon, his body was thrown on the soft bed, Yan Yuan bullied her , impatiently tore off his dirty prison uniform that was stained with dust.

"Um……"

"Don't do this with you..."

Xuanlong resisted naturally, but he was stripped clean not long after. Yan Yuan imprisoned him in her arms and pushed him up fiercely. Xuanlong put his hands on his shoulders and repeated muffled words.

"Don't do this with you..."

"Don't...do this with you."

Yan Yuan didn't pay attention to it at first, but after listening too much, she started to pay attention, and bit Xuanlong's shoulder, in exchange for a suppressed muffled groan.Yan Yuan's eyes were cold.

"Not with me, who else do you want to be with?"

Xuanlong was already uncomfortable due to blood loss, but Yan Yuan still tossed him like this, he was naturally angry, angry that he knew that he had a queen but still lied to his sincerity, angry that he was ungrateful and ungrateful, and treated him half as well. Mixed with purpose.

Xuanlong's body limply lay on Yan Yuan's shoulder, and he said dumbly.

"With anyone...not with you."

"court death."

Yan Yuan clasped his waist tightly, determined to give him some flair.It can be seen that the man's breathing really became short of breath, but he couldn't bear it anymore. His eyes fell on his swollen lower abdomen, and he slowed down when he remembered how he almost died that day when his fetus was inflated.

He might really be crazy. He ran to the cell to look for this man in the middle of the night without sleeping, and was lying on the bed, with Xuanlong's face lingering in his mind.

What are you doing? ...

"fraud."

Xuanlong's murmur attracted Yan Yuan's attention again, his green eyes drooped, his waterfall-like long hair covered his cheeks, covering Yan Yuan's whole body, the two of them were close together, clearly doing the most intimate thing, But it seems to be drifting away unstoppably.

"……fraud."

"It's all fake..."

"fraud."

The accusation fell on Yan Yuan's heart, which made him feel very uneasy. She clasped the back of Xuanlong's head with her big palm to force him to raise his head, covered his lips with his lips, and kissed fiercely, blocking back all the words that made him hate. .

Xuanlong had a high fever all over his body, and he was no longer sober, Yan Yuan laid him down on the bed, and gently kissed his cheeks, from his forehead, to his eyelids, to the bridge of his nose and lips.Yan Yuan propped up her upper body, immersed in his heat, reluctant to leave, her palms covered Xuanlong's chiseled face, her eyes were abnormally scarlet as she looked at him.

"Be good, and I will treat you well."

"Don't make me angry again..."

No one knew how angry he was every time he saw Xuanlong being kind to the fox demon, or standing up for the fox demon at a critical moment.

Luanfeng Hall.

On the bed in the middle of the night, Ning Zhiyu tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. What happened today left a deep mark in his heart, so that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

That Xuanlong was actually pregnant with Yan Yuan's child...

"Why are you softening your heart? Why don't you urge him to dig out Xuanlong's heart!"

Mozun's icy voice sounded in his head inappropriately.

"I'm soft-hearted?..." Ning Zhiyu murmured and repeated.

"I have deliberately refused to take the medicine according to what you said, so as to accelerate the deterioration of the condition. Is it useful?"

"It's Yan Yuan who is soft-hearted...he is not willing to let Xuanlong die at all."

Mozun: "That's because you're not cruel enough!"

"Look at yourself, how many useful things have you done so far?!"

Ning Zhiyu smiled bleakly: "How did you know him better than me? If he really doesn't care about a person, how can he have the time to look at the other person? Xuanlong is pregnant with his child, and he hates it on his lips, but in fact he is in love with him in the middle of the night. Run to the prison and bring him back."

"Is your demonic Gu really useful..."

"It's useful!" Mozun had no doubts about this.

When he was alive, he used the magic poison to deceive his elder brother. The demon man was originally unwilling to live and die, but after this magic spell, he was completely devoted to his brother. Later, when he was tired of being played by his brother and kicked out of the house, he was also discouraged. It was cold, and he committed suicide by exploding.

How could it be useless.

"Your body is too weak. If you don't do anything, I will have to find the host again. When the magic bug fails, it will be too late for you to regret it!"

"Well done."

Leaving a cruel word, the demon king perched in Ning Zhiyu's body, and did not speak again.

Ning Zhiyu lay on her back on the bed, slowly clenched her hands hanging on the brocade quilt, and closed her desperate eyes.

The long affair finally came to an end, Xuanlong was about to fall asleep when he was sleepy, Yan Yuan forbade him to sleep, carried him back to the table, filled a bowl of chicken soup that the palace servants had warmed, held the bowl, and fed it to Xuanlong with a spoon. lips.

"Open your mouth."

Xuan Long turned his pale face away, refusing to look at him.

As soon as Yan Yuan was full, she still had some patience, and tried to persuade her expressionlessly: "Don't lose your temper, you are too thin, and you will lose your baby in a few days, and your body will not be able to hold on like this."

"good."

When the bowl and spoon were handed over again, Xuanlong raised his hand to block it, and the bowl was dumped on Yan Yuan's body, and the hot soup penetrated into the clothes and burned to the skin.

Yan Yuan suddenly stood up and slapped him.

"Don't give your face shameless!"

There was a loud bang, and Xuanlong was beaten to the side of his head. When he did it just now, the mask was taken off, and there was no protection on his face, leaving five clear fingerprints.

It looked even uglier against the hideous scar.

But Yan Yuan felt a tingling pain in his heart, his eyes were about to burst, he turned around and left, the door was thrown with a harsh sound.

The cold wind came in from outside the hall, Xuanlong covered his lips and coughed, his palm suddenly felt wet, he opened his palm dully and looked, it turned out to be blood.