Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The man didn't turn his head, and walked into the palace door after a few breaths. Que Le saw the little blanket stepping forward to gently close the door, clasping her hands hanging by her sides.

The wax on the candlestick was burnt to a small extent, and the dim yellow candle barely illuminated the scene in the hall. When Xuanlong was drowsy, he heard footsteps approaching by the side of the bed. He looked up and saw that tall man The stature is somewhat indistinct.

The man squatted down on the side of the bed.

"……I'm late."

The other party is wearing Yan Yuan's face, but it is not Yan Yuan. When love is deep in the bones, no matter what the other party looks like, they will not admit it wrong.

Xuanlong looked at the face that was exactly the same as Yan Yuan's, but colder, and asked wearily.

"Who are you."

"An old friend." The man's voice was low and hoarse, but it sounded familiar.

Xuanlong murmured: "Old friend..." He never had any old friend.

Under Xuanlong's watchful eye, the other party put his hand to the base of the ear, and slowly peeled off a human skin mask from the place where the jaw meets the neck, revealing his true face.

Xuanlong remembered the assassination in Baohe Palace that night, and remembered that he was talked about in the palace that day, but this person rescued him and returned his mask.

"It's you……"

Yan Fuheng looked deeply at the man's pale face: "It's me."

"I'll take you away."

Xuanlong didn't quite understand why the other party would say such a thing. He wanted to kill him that night, but he didn't care about it, and even took a lot of trouble to appear here in the appearance of Yan Yuan. Why.

If he wanted to take revenge, he would be able to succeed at this moment.

"Why are you leaving?"

In Yan Fuheng's dark eyes, there was an emotion that Xuanlong couldn't understand: "Because you have a bad life."

Xuanlong mumbled, "I'm not familiar with you."

Yan Fuheng was silent for a long time, raised his right hand, lifted the wide sleeve robe, revealing a large hideous wound on his forearm, the wound was the same as the burn mark on Xuanlong's face, even the color was similar in depth.

"It was born with it, just like you."

"I often see you in my dreams... I know, your name is Abo."

"...Do you believe in past and present lives? I do."

Because the dream was too real.Since he was a child, there had been a little Xuanlong running behind him and the emperor's younger brother. The emperor's brother had a bad temper and always liked to play tricks on the little Xuanlong and treat him like a slave.Later, Xiao Xuanlong grew up and became a popular general in the heavens. The emperor's younger brother inherited the throne and married Xuanlong as his queen.

The face that the younger brother was holding was Yan Yuan's face.

Before meeting Xuanlong in this life, Yan Fuheng always thought that it was just an illusory dream, until the three faces in the dream came together in reality.

The moment I saw Xuanlong, my heart was turbulent. All the excitement and joy were definitely not fake... including the eagerness to move in my heart.

The person who treats Xuanlong best is obviously him, but Xuanlong eventually becomes Yan Yuan's queen.Even in this life, when they met, Xuanlong was already Yan Yuan's couch pet.

He can always get this dragon easily, but he has never cherished it...

In my previous life, I didn't protect him well until the last moment...

"I don't have a name." Xuanlong said calmly looking up. "Han Bo... is the name Yan Yuan gave me."

The hoarse voice brought back Yan Fuheng's thoughts, and he said in a low voice: "That's not important."

"The important thing is the future."

"Out of this palace gate, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and you are still hovering."

It sounded very beautiful, Xuanlong smiled suddenly, and gently twitched the corner of his mouth: "I can't fly anymore."

The person beside the bed was silent for a long time: "Then it's fine to leave."

Xuanlong seemed to be tired, his voice lowered obviously: "Go, I can't walk anymore."

Under the dim candlelight, Yan Fuheng's cold and prey face showed a bit of unrecognizable tenderness: "There are many war horses at the border, which can carry you to any place you want to go."

"If you are tired from the bumps, it is also good to continue walking in a carriage."

I don't want to sit in the carriage either, I just want to lie down so quietly, fall asleep, and never wake up again, so that there will be no pain and no more sadness.

The man on the bed dozed off and didn't speak, Yan Fuheng told him about the past life, he didn't remember everything, only a few sporadic and important events, only the strong feelings in his heart, he remembered clearly.

Over the years, I have dreamed of fragmented fragments of broken pictures, which is enough to form an incomplete story.

Xuan Long listened, found it interesting, opened his green eyes, turned to look at him, and asked in a low voice.

"I'm a general, so who are you?"

Yan Fuheng: "Just like you, I am the general who guards the Heavenly Court of Nine Heavens. I guard the south, and you guard the north. Sometimes, we will fight together."

Xuanlong: "Is that so..."

"Ah."

When other people say such ethereal words, they always appear to be high-sounding, but what comes out of Yan Fuheng's mouth seems to have really happened.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, there is no way to investigate, Xuanlong is very happy that he came here to tell himself these things, no matter what the purpose is, at least in the last days of his life, he felt a little more care and warmth.

Seeing the man closing his eyes and going to sleep, Yan Fuheng spoke in a low voice.

"Three days later it will be the queen's birthday. At that time, many courtiers and foreign envoys will come to the palace to attend the dinner. We can take advantage of the chaos and leave when the dinner is over."

"follow me."

"I'll take you out of here."

Xuanlong moved his lips slightly: "Where are you going?"

Yan Fuheng: "Anywhere will do, anyway, it's not this abyss-like imperial city."

Xuanlong half-opened his green eyes: "He watched me very closely... If I leave, I will bring trouble to the palace people here, I can't leave."

"...You take Que Le away for me."

Yan Fuheng knew who Que Le was, and he had found out the details of everyone around Xuanlong during this period of time.

"Then take the two little eunuchs away together."

"If you stay, it will be difficult, and he will kill you."

"And the child in your womb...how about it, can he tolerate it?"

Hearing him talk about the child, Xuanlong finally reacted, and the hand under the quilt slowly slid to the protruding lower abdomen.

Child, Yan Yuan can't tolerate it.

The hall fell into silence, and suddenly Xiao Zhanzi's frightened voice came from outside the door.

"Emperor...Emperor?"

"You just... just didn't you..."

"What happened just now?" Yan Yuan stopped walking into the hall, turned her head to look at the bluffing little eunuch, and there was a lingering smell of gunpowder in her words.

"Just now you..."

"Why did you come back after you left?" Que Le hurriedly asked.

Yan Yuan sneered: "If I want to leave, I can leave, and if I want to stay, I can stay. Do you need an eunuch to take care of me?"

The naked humiliation made Que Le turn blue, and before Yan Yuan went in, she opened her arms to block him: "A Bo is already asleep, you are not allowed to go in and disturb him!"

"roll!"

Hearing the movement from outside, Yan Fuheng said unhurriedly: "Three days later in the evening, my carriage will wait for you at Liu Lane near Leng Palace. During the dinner, Yan Yuan will definitely mobilize many guards to the Palace of Preserving Harmony. There will be no guards guarding the Leng Palace, and you will set off immediately with the two little eunuchs as soon as the waiting time is over."

"I'm waiting for you."

The moment Yan Yuan opened the door and came in, Yan Fuheng rolled out of the window without a sound, leaped onto the roof, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The person who came inside was full of anger even in his footsteps, as if he was afraid that the people in the palace would know that he was coming, Xuanlong closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, Yan Yuan stopped by the bed, the more he thought about it, the more angry he was, he was so uncomfortable , this dragon sleeps peacefully.

Sit down on the side of the bed, reach out and push Xuanlong's shoulder.

"Wake up."

He pushed hard, Xuanlong couldn't continue to pretend, he opened his eyes lightly, and turned his heavy body slowly not to look at him.

Yan Yuan became even more angry all of a sudden, she wished she could get him up and teach him a lesson, to let him know what the rules are.

Forget it after thinking about it, after all, he is pregnant and suffers from chronic depression, besides, Yilong knows what rules, which is incomparable to Ning Zhiyu.

"Lie down."

Xuanlong turned his back to him and asked softly: "What are you going to do?"

Yan Yuan: "Sleep!"

"This is my bedroom, why? Do I have to ask you when I come back to sleep?"

Xuanlong didn't move: "There are plenty of places in the palace for you to sleep in."

Why did you have to come to him.

"I'm going to sleep here tonight." Yan Yuan stood up and took off her clothes a few times before climbing onto the bed. Xuanlong didn't move, so he slept on the side of the bed, lay down and pulled her into her arms.

Xuanlong's whole body ached from his rough movements, and he raised his hand dripping with sweat to push him: "Don't touch me..."

"Don't move, I will gently." Yan Yuan's voice came from above her head.

Xuanlong stopped struggling, Yan Yuan really relaxed a little bit, the hand around his waist turned to rest on his buttocks, there was no injury in that place, so it wouldn't hurt him.

"You stupid dragon who doesn't get into oil and salt, what do I need to do to give me a little face, I'm tired of seeing you looking like a stuffed oil bottle."

It took Xuanlong a long time to reply: "I'm tired of watching...don't watch."

Yan Yuan's black face: "Shut up, sleep!"

He had gone to Luanfeng Hall, but he had reached the gate of the palace, and turned back halfway.Didn't the dragon say that it was annoying when it saw him, so it just wanted to dangle in front of his eyes, making him have to look at him.

The next day Yan Yuan had breakfast in Qiankun Palace before leaving, as soon as he left, Que Le hurried in and asked who was the person who came last night.

After the man entered the door, Que Le opened the small felt for a while, walked around to the window near the inner hall and listened to the corner of the wall for a while, making sure that the man would not pose a threat to Xuanlong before leaving, so Yan Yuan was about to enter the door He would stop Yan Yuan to buy time for the two people in the hall.

Xuan Long truthfully told Que Le what happened after Yan Fuheng came, and Que Le frowned, "Is that person trustworthy?"

Logically speaking, Xuanlong has no reason to trust a person he has only met a few times. After being deceived by Yan Yuan, he has become more vigilant.But the other party gave him the impression that he was not as cruel and dangerous as Yan Yuan said. Besides, he was a dragon who had lost his way, so why would Yan Fuheng lie to him.

It's better to take a gamble than spend time in this cold prison... Even if Yan Fuheng approached him for some other purpose, no matter what he wanted, he would give it to him, as long as Que Le and the child in his womb were safe.

"Yes, you can believe it."

Que Le asked: "Then shall we go?..."

Xuanlong sat at the table, looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, his emaciated body shrouded in the shadow of the hall, exuding unspeakable loneliness.

"Let's go."

"Three nights later... let's leave here."