Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The dragon scales are extremely hard and cannot be cut with a knife. The only way to cut the blade against the gap where the dragon scale grows is to pull it out together with the flesh and blood.

According to what Xuanlong said, Xiao Zhanzi pointed the tip of the knife at the dragon scale on Xuanlong's back and pried it in. The moment the blade entered the flesh, Xuanlong's body tensed up, and blood with a cold fragrance flowed down the blade and landed on the ground. Xiao Zhanzi held the dagger between her tender fingers.

"Han...Master Han...bleeding..."

Cold sweat oozed from Xuanlong's forehead, and he said dumbly, "Yeah."

"continue."

Xiao Zhanzi originally thought that pulling out dragon scales was like cutting nails. After all, Xuanlong said so lightly, who knew it would bleed.Pulling out dragon scales is obviously similar to pulling out nails. If all the dragon scales on this back are pulled out, can you still live?

He said with a sad face.

"Slaves, slaves dare not..."

"If the emperor finds out, he will kill the servant."

When Xuanlong got up early, he had a high fever, and his whole body was weak. After standing on the side of the bed for a while, he couldn't hold it anymore. He only hoped that the little eunuch would act quickly.

"Will not."

"He said it himself."

"Hurry up...I'm a little tired."

Why is he so tired just after waking up? Why does the emperor have to pull out so many dragon scales? Even if it is to save the queen, there is no need to pull out so many at once... Xiao Zhanzi's eyes were red, and she lowered the knife again with shaking hands.

"Mr. Han, if you can't take it anymore, just say it, the servant should be gentle..."

He started to talk nonsense, since the knife had been lowered, there was no difference in severity, Xuanlong was so in pain that his mind was blurred, and he followed suit.

"Ah."

The dragon scales were cut off one by one, and gradually filled up the small black lacquered wooden box prepared in advance, which used to be packed in a wooden box the size of a palm, but this time it requires a hundred pieces, so I must use a larger one.

The dragon scales protecting Xuanlong's back waist have been pulled off, and the skin lacking scales is bluntly exposing tender red flesh and blood. Accumulate into a puddle.

Xuanlong was originally standing, but he couldn't help kneeling and sat down in the pool of blood on the ground. He didn't make a sound the whole time, only breathing a little harder, lying on the edge of the bed, and asked very low.

"There are many……"

Xiao Zhanzi looked like an executioner with blood on his hands, and wept tears all over his face: "Young Master Han, you only pulled out forty slices."

"Let's forget it... so much should be enough..."

Xuanlong's cheek was pillowed on his forearm, maybe he was a little cold due to the blood flow, and he was getting more and more sleepy, urging in a faint voice.

"... Hurry up, I can still hold on."

"Master Han..." Xiao Zhanzi cried so hard that his whole body twitched.

When the hundred dragon scales were pulled out, Xuanlong was still conscious. He asked Xiao Zhanzi to find some gauze and wrapped it around his back. The liquid soaked through, and the glaring crabapple flowers merged into one piece, filling the entire thin back.

Xiao Zhanzi said that he was going to seek the imperial physician, but Xuanlong stopped him, and it was useless to go.Xuanlong climbed onto the bed by himself, and was about to fall asleep when he touched the pillow. Xiao Zhanzi asked him if he wanted breakfast, and Xuanlong said he was not hungry.

With such a serious injury, where can I eat.

He could sleep on his stomach before, but now he is pregnant with a child and has a big belly, so he can't sleep on his stomach. Xuanlong lay on his back on the bed, the bright yellow mattress under his body bloomed dark red.

Xiao Zhanzi has been in the palace for so many years, and he has seen some court ladies and eunuchs who made mistakes and were beaten to death with sticks, but he never felt so worried. Even more sad, he held Xuanlong's pale wrist and said lightly.

"Mr. Han, don't scare the servant, don't sleep..."

When the pain reaches numbness, I don’t feel much anymore, but I’m very tired, very tired, I really want to just sleep like this, leave all the troubled and painful things in the world, and leave easily.

But now, not yet.

Xuanlong's eyes were dozing heavily, and his lips barely moved when he spoke: "Don't worry... I won't die..."

At least before the child is born, before Que Le is sent out of the palace safely... no.

Yan Yuan went back to Qiankun Palace after the imperial court, her face was as stinky as when she left, as if someone owed him hundreds of cities, just as she was about to enter the door, the little eunuch came out from the door and knelt in front of him to block his way , said in a hoarse voice.

"The slave sees the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Yan Yuan lowered her eyes to Ni Ta, and said coldly, "Get up."

Xiao Zhanzi took out a black lacquered wooden box from behind with red eyes, lowered her head, raised it above her head, and handed the box to Yan Yuan.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Han asked the servant to hand over this item to you."

Chen Yan stepped forward to take the wooden box, and presented it to Yan Yuan with both hands. Yan Yuan opened the lid with Chen Yan's hand, and her pupils suddenly constricted.

A strong cold fragrance permeated from the box, and the black dragon scales were piled up in disorder, most of the dragon scales still had jagged flesh attached to their roots.

In the past, when Xuanlong handed over the dragon scales to Yan Yuan, they were all clean and neat. Now that he has lost his morals, he no longer has the ability to clean up the dragon scales with a single method, so the bloody scales look incomparable. shocking.

Yan Yuan was quick to talk, but she didn't expect Xuanlong to pull out a hundred dragon scales in a row. The anger just now was replaced by restlessness. Yan Yuan thought of Xuanlong's big belly, and she walked around the little blanket and was about to enter the door. .

Xiao Zhanzi didn't know where the courage came from, and immediately moved his body to block him.

"Your Majesty... Mr. Han, he said he doesn't want to see you."

Yan Yuan's complexion turned black: "What did you say?"

Xiao Zhanzi's eyes were sore: "Mr. Han said...he doesn't want to see you, and told you not to come to him if you have nothing important to do in the future. You already have a queen, and some things are inappropriate after all."

"Mr. Han also said... the dragon scale has been handed over to you, please keep your promise."

Yan Yuan sneered and nodded again and again: "Don't want to see me? Good, good, good, good..."

"I don't want to see me, but I don't see him very often."

"If it wasn't for Ayu, I wouldn't even bother to look at him. Such a lowly monster, given a bit of color, is now opening a dyeing workshop and kicking his nose and face."

Yan Yuan turned and left, and Chen Yan trotted to keep up.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry..."

"Go to Luanfeng Palace!"

Anyway, he already got the dragon scale, so he didn't bother coaxing him.

Really take myself seriously.

When the sound of footsteps was far away, Xiao Zhanzi raised her red eyes, stood up hastily and entered the palace gate.

Xuanlong was quiet when he was awake, and even worse when he fell asleep. His breathing was so weak that he seemed to be about to die. Big trouble.

But Xuanlong begged him like that, telling him to block the emperor from the door, saying that he didn't want him to see his disgraceful appearance.

It's all like this, what's more decent, it's clearly disheartened, and I don't want to see him anymore.

If Xuanlong died like this, it might be a good thing, at least before he died, he didn't see the person who hurt him the most, and walked quietly and peacefully.

Yan Yuan turned around the path of the palace wall, and she was about to reach the gate of Luanfeng Palace, a man with a sullen face appeared at the opposite intersection, it was Yan Fuheng.He was not wearing a python robe today, but a black robe with narrow sleeves that a general would wear through, with the deputy general behind him.

Although the two brothers have some similarities in their eyebrows and eyes, their appearance and temperament are very similar. Yan Fuheng's every move is gloomy and cold, his black eyes are long and narrow, and he looks scheming.

Yan Yuan's peach-blossom eyes are as gentle as water, coupled with thick eyelashes, if she smiles, even monsters will be fascinated, but now he is in a violent mood, his aura sinks, and he is somewhat similar to Yan Fuheng similar.

Yan Yuan gave him a cold look, pretending she didn't see it, she turned around and was about to enter the gate of Luanfeng Palace.

Yan Fuheng: "The emperor stays behind."

Yan Yuan stopped, and Yan Fuheng hurried over, knelt down on one knee behind him and saluted.Yan Yuan didn't ask him to get up, so he knelt down, looked up at Yan Yuan's back, and spoke lightly.

"The day has passed."

Yan Yuan sneered and turned around: "I said, don't think about it."

"A million soldiers are exchanged for one garrison. Thousands of miles of land are in our hands, so we can sit back and relax. Your Majesty, what reason is there for you to refuse?" Yan Fuheng's eyes were dark.

"The power of a million soldiers is the glory I bestow on you. Tens of millions of people are my people. If I don't agree, do you really want to rebel?" Yan Yuan spoke slowly with a sneer in her mouth.

"Yan Fuheng, don't forget that everything you have now is given to you. The Empress Dowager Heng is still in the palace. I think of the kindness of nurturing her and will not treat her badly, but if you dare to give birth to something you shouldn't If you have thoughts, I can't guarantee that I will do something that will make you regret it."

Yan Fuheng's hands hanging by his side slowly tightened.

When Yan Yuan turned to enter the door, she heard a question from behind that was holding back some strong emotions.

"You don't care about him at all...why keep him in prison."

Yan Yuan laughed coldly: "This is not something you should care about."

After a long time, the lieutenant stood up behind him and tugged at Yan Fuheng's sleeve: "My lord... let's go."

Three days passed in a flash.

In the afternoon, Yan Yuan summoned a few ministers to discuss state affairs in the imperial study, and after the end, she simply processed today's memorial in the imperial study, and planned to return to Luanfeng Hall to have dinner with Ning Zhiyu after dark.

However, he couldn't concentrate on dealing with things at all, and the rest of the time was fine, but when he was alone, he always remembered what happened in the past few days - Xuanlong dared to reject him.

That was the first time.

Yan Yuan became furious when she thought about it, originally she was going to call Xuanlong to the side hall of Luanfeng Hall to vent her anger after Ning Zhiyu fell asleep, but these days he endured not seeing the dragon, deliberately ignoring him, and even more so He didn't put Quere back as agreed.

He wanted to see if Xuanlong was so capable, if he couldn't see him, he would come over to beg him in the end.

Who knows that it has been three days and there is still no movement from Qiankun Palace, and he didn't ask anyone to inquire, after all, he is angry, whoever can't sit still first loses.

He won't be the one to lose.

In this relationship, he has always been the winner.

It has been in the past and it will be in the future.

When the sun was setting, Chen Yan came in from outside the hall with a cup of hot tea, and gently put it in Yan Yuan's hand: "The emperor has been tired all afternoon, let's have a cup of tea and rest."

Yan Yuan picked up the cup and took a sip, then immediately frowned and put down the cup: "It's too hot, pour it cold."

In fact, the entrance temperature is just right, neither hot nor cold, but now he urgently needs cold water to suppress the arrogance in his heart, otherwise the hot and dry mood will be unbearable.

When night fell, Yan Yuan finally finished dealing with today's affairs, got up and went back to her place.When he entered the door, the man was already sitting at the table waiting for him to have dinner, and there were sumptuous dishes on the table.

The candles flickered, the air was filled with unfamiliar incense, and the atmosphere was charming. The man was sitting with his back facing Yan Yuan. He was wearing a black robe and his long hair was loose behind him. Go, it is somewhat similar to Ning Zhiyu.

Yan Yuan was in a trance for a moment, a little suspicious that she had gone to the wrong place, until the man heard the footsteps, turned around and revealed Zhang Suya's clear and handsome face.

"A Yuan, you are here."

Yan Yuan laughed and said, "Why are you suddenly wearing a black robe today?"