Binding the Dragon for the Empress

When Xuanlong woke up the next day, he found himself in Yan Yuan's arms. To be precise, she was wrapped around him like an octopus, with her legs resting on him, and her arms around his neck, making his stomach ache.

Xuanlong was panting with difficulty, and as soon as he pushed his hand on Yan Yuan's chest, the latter opened her eyes, Yan Yuan retracted her legs, and naturally lowered her head to kiss his forehead.

"woke up?"

"You coughed up blood yesterday, which scared me."

"The flower spirit said that you are suffering from depression... If you feel that staying in this palace is boring, after a while your injuries will heal, I will take you out of the palace for a while, it just so happens that there will be a temple fair next month, Very lively."

Xuanlong didn't understand why both of them had reached such a point, yet Yan Yuan could still pretend to care about him.Isn't it tiring to act like this?

At least he, the audience, was tired.

Xuan Long turned his face away, trying not to look at him as much as possible: "You should take your queen there."

It was gloomy outside the window, fearing that it was going to rain soon, and even the hall was dark.

Yan Yuan felt that Xuanlong was trying to make things difficult for her, and her complexion darkened: "You think I'm treating you badly, but now I'm trying to be nice to you, but you don't appreciate it."

"Then tell me, what do you want to do."

I don't want to do anything.

I just want to stay in peace and live the last time of my life.

Xuanlong: "I want to... go."

Yan Yuan: "Impossible, don't even think about it!"

The cracked wall is not so easy to repair, and the relationship that is crumbling when the wind blows will not be restored to its original state just because of a little cheap show of favor.

The unreserved deep love and trust that was wasted wantonly, are like a surging river, and will never come back.

It's just that Yan Yuan still doesn't understand.

Thinking that Xuanlong is easy to coax, easy enough to deceive, to be able to hug him to old age in such a safe way, to come and go when he is called, to slap him and give him a sweet date, he feels it is a great gift from heaven.

Xuanlong knew it was useless to talk too much, so he stopped talking.

After Yan Yuan yelled, he began to regret again, the flower essence had already been said, Xuanlong was in such a bad mood that he was so depressed that he coughed up blood, what did he care about with a sick person.

"Okay, let's not argue, okay?"

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"It's only because you've been in a coma for so long. You must be starving after eating a few mouthfuls of porridge last night. I'll accompany you to have breakfast before going to court."

Xuanlong looked at the snow-white wall inside: "Where is Quile."

Now the only thing he can worry about is the child in his womb and the little fox.

Yan Yuan frowned slightly: "It's already outside the door."

"From now on, he is only allowed to be a gatekeeper outside the gate, and he is not allowed to enter the palace to entangle you too much, so as not to say something that should not be said again, and kidnap and ruin you."

Xuanlong: "His injury...has healed?"

Yan Yuan's face turned cold: "I don't know."

Xuanlong struggled to get away from Yan Yuan's arms, wanting to go out to have a look, but he didn't have much strength, so Yan Yuan pushed him back into his arms, and Yan Yuan leaned over his body.

"You know you're thinking about him, why don't you care about me?"

These words are really unreasonable, Xuanlong's ice green eyes turned to him, seeing his rosy complexion and shiny skin, he moved his lips and said.

"Why do you need me to care about it?"

Yan Yuan's face was dark and recalcitrant: "That's not the reason for you to go to Qin Muchu."

It was Yan Fuheng for a while, and Que Le for a while, how many things this dragon has hidden behind his back.

Xuanlong is not very good at expressing, how can he beat Yan Yuan by playing lip service: "... get out of the way."

Yan Yuan snorted and laughed: "Unless you admit that you love me, I will allow you to go out and meet him."

"..." Xuanlong froze, turned his face away, and closed his eyes.

Yan Yuan turned his face away: "Say."

Xuanlong's pale lips were tightly pursed, with a stubborn expression.

Yan Yuan stared at the closed-eyed man below her for a while, then leaned closer to him and smiled lowly, rubbing her thumb lightly between the ugly scars: "It is said that love is so deep that it is difficult to open your mouth, you are hesitating...then You must love me very much."

"right?"

Xuanlong said in a low voice: "No..."

Yan Yuan's expression changed, and she pressed heavily on her fingertips: "No?"

Xuanlong felt the scar that was born on his face suddenly tingle sharply, as if there was a raging fire burning, and a monstrous karmic fire appeared in front of his eyes in a trance, with suffocating red in all directions.

With a magic blade in his chest, he knew that he was going to die, so he held on to his last breath and waited for that person to come and see him for the last time.He was afraid that the man would cry, so he coaxed him to say that he was not in pain, but in fact it was very painful. The magic blade pierced his chest, and the pain would hit the soul directly, and even breathing was painful.

It hurts like it does now.

I don't understand why I think of such a nonsensical dream I had thousands of years ago, maybe it's because of the deep despair, which is the same as at this moment.At that time, it was because he knew that he was going to leave, but now, it was because the lover he thought he was, cruelly exposed the scars in his heart over and over again, and let him drip with blood.

"... never loved."

Yan Yuan is quite satisfied with such an answer.

Unsatisfied after thinking about it, the hand clinging to his face turned and moved towards his neck, and suddenly exerted force: "You are lying."

Xuanlong always feels pain from Yan Yuan, but compared to the pain in his heart, any external injuries on his body, including the horrible wound on his back, are simply insignificant.

"Never...loved."

Yan Yuan was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged, as if she wanted to strangle him to death, but she kept holding back her strength.He quickly loosened his grip and leaned close to the man under him, his lips often touched Xuanlong's while speaking, and said with a smile.

"Hmph, you just lied to yourself. If you didn't love me, would you take me back to the thousand-year-old pool? Would you Ba Lin heal my body and take good care of me?"

"Would you be willing to lay down under me, let me fuck you, and still give birth to my heir?"

"You clearly love me so much... you still don't admit it."

Xuanlong always speaks stubbornly, Yan Yuan is annoyed, and doesn't bother to entangle with him anymore, anyway, it's good to know this kind of thing in his heart, and Xuanlong can't change the fact if he doesn't admit it.

"There are too many people who care about me, and you are indeed not bad."

When she got out of bed to put on her shoes, Yan Yuan felt something strange under her buttocks, she got up and turned to look, only to see a pointed head protruding from under the mattress, which seemed to be some kind of silver jewelry.

Yan Yuan took a look, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

"Why is this silver hairpin here with you?"

Xuanlong turned his head to look belatedly, and was startled when he saw the cloud pattern silver hairpin in Yan Yuan's hand.He has few things, most of the cabinets and drawers in this palace are empty, if the silver hairpin is placed in those places, it is easy to be found, so he hid it under the thick mattress, presumably the palace servants moved it when changing the bedding , This is the silver hairpin showing its head.

This is just as embarrassing as Yan Yuan's naked exposure of his thoughts, Han Bo who fell in love with Yan Yuan, Han Bo who was willing to pull out Lin to save people for Yan Yuan, and bought this at a stall that is exactly the same as Ning Zhiyu The coldness of the silver hairpin is a sad joke.

Xuanlong sat up with difficulty, at this time he couldn't even feel the pain in his back, and stretched out his hand to Yanyuan: "Give it back to me."

Yan Yuan smiled: "Repay you?"

"This is the Qiqiao Festival gift I bought for Ayu at the stall when I accompanied Ayu out of the palace last time. How could it be here?"

"No wonder his root is gone, and I can't find it anyway. It turned out to be stolen by you."

Xuanlong didn't explain, but held up his hand stubbornly, the movement involved the wound, and cold sweat oozes from the forehead: "...This is mine."

"Give me back."

Yan Yuan held up the not-so-delicate silver hairpin interestingly: "Your, where did you come from?"

"I didn't expect your hands and feet to be so unclean. It was nothing more than stealing fish last time. You even wanted to take Ayu's silver hairpin."

"what are you thinking?"

Compared with admitting that you have done such a ridiculous thing and being thought by the other party as having stolen something, there is actually not much difference between the two.

It will make people feel ashamed.

Xuanlong withdrew his hand silently, stopped struggling in vain, and lowered his eyes in silence.

Yan Yuan was very happy: "I lost this silver hairpin and Ayu was sad for a long time. I have to return it to him and give him a surprise on his birthday. If you want it, there are treasures in the treasury, just tell me Just say no, why do these petty things."

"I know that you envy him that he can get my favor, but you shouldn't take his things."

"After I finish my business today, I will choose a new hairpin for you. Don't think too much about it."

"..."

When the time came, Chen Yan called Yan Yuan outside to go up to the court, and Yan Yuan happily left with the silver hairpin.

Doesn't this prove that Xuanlong cares about him?

When the silver hairpin was lost, Xuanlong's spiritual power was still there. He knew the invisibility technique, and it was not surprising that he knew that the silver hairpin was a gift from Ayu for the Qiqiao Festival.

It will be easier if you take the sheep by hand.

Yan Yuan knew that Xuanlong himself didn't care about these extraneous things.That's why I became more and more happy, and the whole morning was full of joy without knowing it.

The moment the palace door was closed, the huge Qiankun Palace returned to silence. Xuanlong took out the iris jade pendant from under the bed, stared at it for a long time in his hand, and rubbed it with his fingertips, it was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Recalling the past and looking at the present, he folded his palms and wanted to throw the jade pendant, but his arm was so weak that he couldn't lift it up, so he finally took it back and put it back where it was.

Yan Yuan didn't lie to him this time, Que Le had indeed been released. Before he left the dungeon that day, he fed Que Le with blood, so the wound on his body was not infected, and he was already healed at this time, it was only the environment where he was eating in the prison. Neither is good, Que Le has lost a lot of weight.

Xuanlong asked Xiao Zhanzi to pass the meal over, and asked Que Le to come in to eat, but Que Le refused, fearing that Yan Yuan would be angered, and Yan Yuan would vent her anger on Xuanlong. Great.

Somehow threatened by Yan Yuan, Que Le refused to see Xuan Long even for a long time, so Xuan Long had to go into the house and talk to Que Le through the door.

"Qie Le... I have something, I want to ask you."

"You said."

"In a few months, the child will be born... At that time, I will find a way to persuade Yan Yuan to let you go, and you will raise him for me... okay?"