Binding the Dragon for the Empress

In the tightly closed tent, Xuanlong's lingering hair was spread out under his naked body, his legs were forced to rest on Yan Yuan's waist, and the man supported his knees with his arms, blending closely with him, every time It's all so hot, it seems to be a natural fit, and it can't be peeled off.

Yan Yuan leaned over to kiss him, the fetus in Xuanlong's womb was a month old, it was a bit inconvenient to kiss him, but after adjusting her posture, she could still kiss him, slowed down, pressed her lips against his lips to beg for reward, and asked softly: "Comfortable?"

Xuanlong's cheeks were stained with a faint red, and his heroic face showed a bit of magnificence in the dimness. He turned his face sideways and did not look at Yan Yuan, which happened to reveal the hideous scar on the right side of his face. It looked extremely ugly, but Yan Yuan She became more energetic, and when she hugged him, she felt an urge to rub him into her flesh and blood.

It was supposed to be an atmosphere full of affection, but Xuanlong ignored him at all, and his sword eyebrows were twisted forbearance, as if he was very repulsive and embarrassed.Yan Yuan couldn't get the answer she wanted, and said dissatisfied.

"Why do you have to act like I humiliated you?"

"At the beginning, you were not very happy to be like me."

Tonight, Yan Yuan is not as rough as before. When she came, she brought a brand new jar of ointment, and she used most of it forcibly for Xuanlong just now. It was obvious that there was something added in it to enhance the fun. Xuanlong didn't feel much pain, and the unfamiliar pleasure came from Somewhere rushed to the limbs and bones, making his body tremble with the opponent's manipulation.

He tried his best to suppress the feeling of being out of control, but after all, the other party was someone he had loved deeply, and when he was treated tenderly, he couldn't remain indifferent.

Such weakness and inability to hold on to himself disgusted Xuanlong. His finger bones turned white as he squeezed tightly on the mattress, biting the flesh and blood in his mouth to barely obtain a short period of clarity, his chest heaved irregularly, and his breathing was heavy.

Yan Yuan was patient at first, but after being left out for a long time, she wanted to use other methods to regain some sense of existence, and Tao Hua's eyes showed animal-like desires.Xuanlong groaned a few times, and was kissed viciously by Yan Yuan, who held his face in his hands and kissed him viciously. He stopped looking for answers, and just focused on doing what he wanted, calling softly.

"Apo..."

"Apo..."

Hearing him calling himself like this, Xuan Long suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, his ice green eyes looked upwards without focus, and murmured.

"Then and today are...always different."

Yan Yuan bit the man's neck and pinned him down: "What's the difference."

"You are still you, and I am still me."

"Obviously the same."

Xuanlong's voice was hoarse: "It's different..."

Yan Yuan: "I say the same is the same!"

Xuanlong was obviously disturbed by the torment, but still stubbornly said in a low voice: "It's different."

Yan Yuan became more and more ruthless: "Same!"

When he is gentle, he is a dog that clings to people, clinging to people in circles, making people feel warm and amiable.When it is fierce, it is a cold-blooded and ruthless fierce lion, which can tear people into their stomachs and leave no pleasure to others.

Xuanlong gradually felt the pain, but he didn't make a sound. He was just thinking about things that were no longer important to him at this moment. He looked up at the young man who was still young and beautiful...

You still have a great future.

And I have only a few years left that can be counted by ten.

How could it be the same.

It won't be the same... A Yuan, we are born different.

You can stand on the supreme position and look down at the common people, and you can easily deceive others to get what you want, but he is destined to be the bad grass and dust trampled on the soles of your feet.

How could it be the same.

No wonder they got to where they are today...

Just looking at Yan Yuan's face, Xuanlong felt very painful, the pain was a thousand times stronger than the pain his body was enduring, so he closed his green eyes, unwilling to look at it any more.

The person on him suddenly stopped and said in a daze.

"Abo...why are you crying?"

cry……

Did he cry?

Xuanlong raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and he really touched a touch of moisture, he silently turned his face away.

"No."

"It's just beads of sweat."

Beads of sweat dripping from the corners of your eyes?

Yan Yuan would not believe it.

A powerful existence like Xuanlong would not shed tears. If he cried, it would be really painful and very sad.Yan Yuan didn't know what that meant, but suddenly made him cry, somewhat flustered.

Not daring to continue to act arrogantly, it was over hastily, and he hugged the person in his arms and prepared to sleep.

Strange to say, when he slept with Ning Zhiyu recently, he always had a lot of dreams at night and couldn't sleep well. When he was with Xuanlong, he could close his eyes and open his eyes to see the dawn. Perhaps it was the cold fragrance on Xuanlong's body. It has the effect of calming the nerves.

The wound on Xuanlong's back will no longer bleed, and it will heal completely in a few days. Yan Yuanai hugs him from behind and wraps him in her arms. This posture makes him feel secure, as if hugging him. something very important.

The big palm passed through Xuanlong's waist and abdomen, and stuck to his towering abdomen. Xuanlong was sure that Yan Yuan would not hurt the baby recklessly, so he let him go, anyway, he couldn't stop it .

It's just that he didn't quite understand why Yan Yuan would make such a misleading move when she clearly hated their child.

The six-month-old child has already moved very frequently, punching and kicking in the stomach, always making troubles and restless at all.At first he was still wondering whether this child was a boy or a girl, but now he was vaguely sure that he should be a naughty bastard.

Temperament should be more like Yan Yuan.

As the days passed, Xuanlong was more fond of thinking wildly, worrying that if he was not alive, others would not be able to control this child, and worried that if this child was really mischievous, would he be annoying.

Will it be cold, hungry, or bullied...

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. If he could live, no matter how clumsy the baby in his womb was, he would cherish him the most, and he would never let him go his own way, cold and hungry.

However, trying her best to pave the road is in vain in the end... Yan Yuan is just like her mother who hates him, she deeply hates this child, the hand that is sticking to Xuanlong's belly at this moment always makes him feel uncomfortable.

Feeling very sleepy, but unable to fall asleep, the child in his belly kicked him hard suddenly, Xuanlong panted lowly, already used to it, but Yan Yuan was startled and said nervously.

"What's going on here?"

"Boy...he moved." Xuanlong replied in a low voice.

Just now that kick happened to hit Yan Yuan's palm, he wondered, "How could he move?"

This question is really silly, but Yan Yuan has never had a child, so it seems to be justifiable.

"Ah."

"Since it is alive, it will move naturally."

Yan Yuan put her hand back on Xuanlong's stomach, and continued to touch: "This little thing is so powerful..."

Xuanlong didn't speak.

Yan Yuan was a little excited for no reason: "The last time Hua Jing came to the palace to check your pulse, I saw her daughter, who was carved in pink and jade like cotton candy, tell me, will our child be so cute? ..."

Xuanlong paused, and said, "I don't know."

"Since it is my seed, it should be more like me." Yan Yuan thought about it, and said again. "Do you mean male or female?..."

Xuanlong didn't know what he wanted to do. When he knew he was pregnant, he clearly forced him to have an abortion, but now he discussed such an insignificant matter with him. Anyway, he never knew what Yan Yuan was thinking.

"...it should be a boy."

"Really." Yan Yuan felt a little lost for a moment. "I think it's better to be a daughter, soft, waxy, and cute."

"..." Xuanlong pursed his lips, instinctively became vigilant, and instinctively felt that Yan Yuan might use this excuse to force him to have a baby.

After thinking about it, he will leave tomorrow anyway, no matter what Yan Yuan thinks, it has nothing to do with him.

Yan Yuan tightly hugged his waist and put it behind his ear and said, "But both men and women are welcome, anyway, the ones that come out of your belly are all my seed."

Xuanlong: "What exactly do you want to do..."

"Stupid dragon, you still don't understand what I mean?" Yan Yuan smiled and bit the base of his ear while embracing him. "If you really want to give birth to this child, you can stay... If he is born like an ordinary person, then everyone will be happy. If it is true that there are two dragon horns on his head, just like you said that day, the palace With so many palaces, he can be properly raised, fed and clothed, but he can’t go out and walk around like ordinary people.”

Xuanlong never thought that Yan Yuan would say such a thing, and was stunned.

There was a different kind of emotion in my heart, more of it was heartache, and I felt sorry for his child, just because he was a descendant of man and dragon, so he couldn't live in the sun like ordinary creatures.

This point is the same whether it is in the palace or in the mortal world.

How much he hopes that this child is a pure human race, or a dragon like him, so that it will be easier to survive in the world, but whether it is a human, a dragon, or a half-human half-dragon is not something he can decide ...

Yan Yuan: "Are you happier?"

Xuanlong responded in a low voice: "Happy."

Yan Yuan frowned because of his perfunctory, grabbed Xuanlong's shoulder and turned him around: "You are lying, why haven't you seen a happy face..."

Xuanlong didn't look at Yan Yuan: "Your queen, how can you tolerate him."

Yan Yuan was silent for a while, and said: "Ayu and I are married couples, I have a child with you, he will be sad, but he has a good heart, if you are determined to stay, he will not force you to leave .”

"It's just that this child has no status like you. If others know that he is the heir of a dragon, it will be more difficult for him to gain a foothold in the palace and he will be discussed."

"Unless you want to, let him be called Empress Ayumu."

"..."

Seeing Xuanlong bowing his head and not speaking, Yan Yuan continued:

"I know you don't want to. When the time comes, the child will still be placed by your side for you to raise. Don't worry. When he grows up, I will find a proper identity for him, such as an imperial guard or something. , can be closer to you, if he is talented, he can also enter the court and become an official."

"OK?"

All of this is of course based on the fact that the child is a normal person.

If he gave birth to a pair of dragon horns, Yan Yuan would definitely not be as eager as what she said now, and when she was no longer alive, Yan Yuan would throw the child to the palace servants at will...An unfavored prince can be trampled on at will , let alone a child with no name and unknown origin.

Xuanlong will no longer believe Yan Yuan.

He can lose, but his child must live well...Compared to Yan Yuan, he trusts Que Le more.

"Ah."

Yan Yuan felt that she had arranged it very well, and when Xuanlong responded, she hugged him and fell asleep with peace of mind.