Binding the Dragon for the Empress

In the middle of the night, the man in his arms finally became quiet and fell asleep in his arms.

Yan Yuan sniffed the cold fragrance from Xuanlong's body, and felt extremely comfortable in her heart, she was reluctant to leave while holding him.I promised Ayu to come and fetch the dragon scale back, but at this point in the tossing, I think Ayu must have fallen asleep.

Xuanlong was in so much pain just now, and it was hard for him to calm down, and it was not easy for Yan Yuan to wake him up and ask him to pull out his scales.Although he didn't love him, he didn't want to deliberately make it difficult for him. If the two could live in peace, he would treat him better.

Thinking about it, Yan Yuan fished the person into her arms and fell into a peaceful sleep.

Luanfeng Hall.

In the middle of the night, when the candles were still on, Ning Zhiyu was wearing a thin shirt and sitting on the head of the bed, with the quilt covering her waist, staring at the entrance of the inner hall in a daze.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside, Ning Zhiyu came back to her senses, her eyes lit up with joy, seeing that the person who came in was Qingmei, the maid beside her, her expression gradually dimmed.

Qingmei quietly walked to the side of the bed.

"...Is he still in the future?" Ning Zhiyu looked away and asked softly.

Qingmei shook her head and sighed secretly: "Empress Empress, the fourth watch has passed, and it will be dawn in a few hours, you should go to bed early while it's dark."

"The emperor has been coming to see you every day for the past few months, but suddenly broke his promise tonight, he must be entangled in complicated matters, so don't think too much about it."

"If you suffer like this, your body won't be able to bear it..."

Ning Zhiyu's eyes reflected the dancing candles not far away, because she didn't take the medicine mixed with dragon scales on time, her complexion was extremely pale, her black hair was scattered in front of her body, elegant and elegant.

Others thought that Yan Yuan loved him so much that even the court affairs had to be moved to Luanfeng Palace to deal with, and they didn't want to leave him for half a step.Only he himself knows that it is all due to the magic gu, if there is no magic gu, Yan Yuan would have fallen in love with Xuanlong deeply by now.

Even after taking the magic gu, subconsciously, Yan Yuan still couldn't do without Xuanlong. How many nights, he heard Yan Yuan and Xuanlong chatting in the side hall next door.He lay on the bed with his eyes open, his fingertips almost scratching the mattress under him.

Yan Yuan would rather entangle with Xuanlong than touch him.As Mozun said, he hinted so clearly, Yan Yuan was still indifferent, he really failed.

"Ome..."

"Ok?"

"You go to the Clothes Bureau tomorrow and ask someone to make some black robes." Ning Zhiyu said softly.

Qingmei was stunned and said, "What are you doing for a black robe?..."

He obviously always wears white clothes.

Ning Zhiyu lowered her eyes slowly and remained silent.

Qingmei remembered that the man who was raised in Qiankun Palace was wearing a black robe, she frowned: "Your Majesty..."

"Go." Ning Zhiyu interrupted in a low voice.

When Qingmei was about to leave, she heard the man on the couch behind him muttering to himself.

"You said... If I have A Yuan's child, will he love me more?..."

Qingmei paused, turned around to look, Ning Zhiyu smiled miserably, and the corners of her eyes were red.

"The empress must be sick and confused. The emperor loves you as much as his life now. How could he treat you differently because of the child."

Ning Zhiyu shook her head: "You don't understand..."

He originally thought that as long as Yanyuan was by his side, he would be satisfied, but in fact, how can there be a little bit of sand in the eyes of someone who really loves deeply.

Qingmei really didn't understand what Ning Zhiyu was thinking, so she stopped talking.

After a long time, she heard the man say tiredly.

"You go to ask the Zong Tai doctor for some fertility medicine, and come and break up with Hehuan."

Qingmei raised her eyes in astonishment, and murmured: "Your Majesty..."

Ning Zhiyu leaned against the ancient carved bed frame, and said with a light smile, "Do you think I'm pathetic? Only in this way can I get closer to my sweetheart."

"I also think that I'm really pathetic..." Not only is it pathetic, but it's also inferior and shameless. If what the Demon Lord says is true, he has taken over something that belongs to someone else, occupied the magpie's nest, and will surely fall into the magpie's nest after death. Infernal hell.

But so what, he couldn't turn back.

Qingmei said anxiously: "That's because the emperor loves you."

Ning Zhiyu closed her eyes, her pale lips moved slightly.

"I'm tired, you should step back."

Qingmei went out as quietly as when she came.

When the hall quieted down, a familiar magic voice sounded in my head.

"It's ridiculous, you don't think you can become a Xuanlong by imitating the Xuanlong's harness?"

Ning Zhiyu opened her eyelids and replied in a low voice, "It has nothing to do with you."

Mozun snorted coldly: "Is it that important whether he touches you or not?"

"Why are you so cheap, a good-looking man, you have to drive a woman to lie under another man, and you still want to give birth to him. You don't have a stubborn disease in your mind, do you?"

Ning Zhiyu repeated: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Stupid human race." The deep voice sounded a little annoyed. If the demon king could show up, maybe he would come out and beat him up.

"You're just plain stupid... there's no cure."

Ning Zhiyu really felt tired, she slowly lifted the quilt and lay down on her side, going to sleep peacefully.

said the voice gruffly.

"The deity does not allow you to do this."

"Did you hear that!!"

Ning Zhiyu felt baffled: "What does it have to do with you?"

The other party emphasized his tone: "This deity is in your body now, and I have no interest in watching live erotic palaces."

"You can leave my body temporarily." Ning Zhiyu said calmly.

"you--"

Ning Zhiyu could clearly feel the anger of the soul in his body. The Demon Lord was so capricious. He had already seen it, his body was too weak, and he fell into a deep sleep not long after.

……

Early in the morning, there were dark clouds outside the hall, and it was about to rain. Yan Yuan got up and was waited on by someone to put on a dragon robe and a jade bead emperor crown. After returning to the bed, she opened the bright yellow curtain.

Xuanlong was still sleeping soundly, and his face didn't look much better than last night. Ning Zhiyu had no medicine to induce him last night, so he might not be able to delay any longer. After thinking for a moment, Yan Yuan leaned over and shook his shoulder.

"Wake up."

After a few breaths, Xuanlong opened his eyes blankly.

Yan Yuan coughed lightly, looking at the man's stern face: "Does your stomach still hurt?"

Xuanlong's throat felt hot, as if there was a fire burning, and his limbs felt sore and weak. He propped himself up on the bed and sat up, not wanting to talk to him very much, but he still shook his head.

He knew how uncomfortable it was to be treated like air.

Yan Yuan looked a little unnatural: "Ayu's dragon scales are used up."

Xuanlong lowered his eyes, his thin back was slightly arched, his long hair half-covered his thin chest, his smooth skin was covered with purple hickey marks, and the quilt covered his protruding abdomen just right.On his arms and the back of his chest, there are still wounds left when he pulled out the scales, and there are large dark red scabs, which have not healed until now.

Ning Zhiyu had to take three dragon scales a day, and gave [-] pieces at a time, but they were gone in ten days, and the speed of wound healing was far inferior to the speed of pulling out the scales.

Xuan Long's voice was hoarse: "Je Le is still in prison."

Yan Yuan's complexion changed, and her anger surged: "You want to use him to negotiate terms with me again?"

Xuanlong said sullenly: "It shouldn't be a matter of course for me to save him."

In the past, it was because he thought that Yan Yuan and him were in love with each other, and since they fell in love, there was no point in pulling out some dragon scales for his valued friend.Later, it was because he was dying anyway, so he didn't want to worry about it too much, as long as Yan Yuan was happy.

After he left, Yan Yuan would have to work hard to raise their children, and Longlin would take it as a reward.

But now...

Yan Yuan sneered and nodded: "Okay, this time I want a hundred pieces, you give me one at a time, and I will put him back by your side."

Xuanlong: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, the man would agree so calmly, Yan Yuan became more and more angry, she was trying to talk quickly, but now she can't take it back.

"When I come back from court, I will see the dragon scale!"

Leaving a word, Yan Yuan slammed the door and left.

Xuanlong returned to the side hall, found a set of clean obscene clothes and put them on.

Seeing Yan Yuan leaving, the eunuch outside the door felt guilty and went to the door to ask Xuanlong if he was okay.Even though winter has not yet entered, the autumn nights in Chang'an are already cold enough, pouring a bucket of ice water on it may not be able to withstand the health of people, let alone pregnant people.

The little eunuch knew more or less about Xuanlong's situation, he was born with a round and fair face, and looked very kind.Xuanlong replied that he was fine, the little eunuch asked him if he wanted to deliver breakfast, Xuanlong walked to the door and asked in a low voice through the door.

"...Your name is Xiao Zhanzi."

The people outside the door paused, a little uneasy.

"The slave is called Xiao Zhanzi..."

Xuan Long: "Please come in and do me a favor."

There was a thud outside the door, as if someone had knelt down.

"Last night, last night, the emperor ordered the slave to pour water on you. If the slave does not obey, he will disobey the emperor's order and will be beheaded. I beg for forgiveness from Mr. Han, but I don't want to... I beg Mr. Han to forgive me..."

With a bang, he nodded his head.

Xuanlong didn't expect the other party to be so panic-stricken, if he opened the door to help him, the scar on his face might scare him, so he had to use the doorway.

"I know it's not your fault."

"I just want to trouble you to do something for me." He couldn't do it himself.

"What's the matter?..." Xiao Zhanzi blankly raised his face covered with tears, and looked at the closed door.

After a while, Xiao Zhanzi gently pushed open the door of the side hall, and entered the inner hall as instructed.

Sitting next to the couch was a man in obscene clothes. His stomach was already a little obvious in the past five months, but his figure was thin. His eyes were drooping, and his long hair covered the scars on his face, revealing a tall nose bridge and a heroic spirit. eyebrows.

"Young Master Han..."

Xuanlong closed his eyes and stood up, picked up the dagger beside him and handed it to Xiao Zhanzi. Xiao Zhanzi was startled, but still took it, "Mr. Han, what are you doing..."

Xuanlong turned around silently, lifted the cloth on his back, exposing the skin on his back, he bent down, propped his hands on the edge of the bed, his back showed wavy lines, gradually turning into shiny black dragon scales, He spoke softly.

"I am Xuanlong, you know it."

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"Just pull off the dragon scales on my back for me."

"This... this... won't it hurt..." Xiao Zhanzi trembled in shock. Like Xiao Dezi, he was Chen Yan's apprentice. When he was sent here, Chen Yan specially explained Xuanlong's situation to him , tell him to cover his mouth tightly and serve him carefully, the benefits are indispensable.

Rao knew that there was a dragon living in this temple, but seeing it with his own eyes now, it was still very strange. Most importantly, he clearly saw that a large piece of the heart surrounded by dragon scales was missing.

"It won't hurt, just do it."