Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The next day, Yan Yuan got up early as usual, and Chen Yan came in to wait for him to change clothes. Yan Yuan opened her arms and asked him to put on the dragon robe, turning her head to the closed tent.

"Today is Ayu's birthday, and there will be a foreign mission visiting tomorrow and the next day. I have been very busy these few days, so I probably don't have time to come and see you."

"..." Xuanlong lay flat on the bed, not saying a word.

Yan Yuan knew that he had heard it, and after getting dressed, she waved back the palace attendants, got into the tent, approached the Xuanlong, and the jewels and jade hanging from the imperial crown collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

"If you miss me, you can send someone to look for me. If I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll find some time to come over."

Xuanlong closed his eyes: "No need."

Yan Yuan's complexion darkened, she got up angrily and left.

Tossing and tossing until midnight last night, Xuanlong was physically and mentally exhausted. After struggling to get up and having breakfast, he fell into a drowsy sleep. When he woke up again, it was already dark.

The pain of soul devouring broke out without warning, his vision was blurred due to the pain, his body was covered in cold sweat, his green eyes were opened lazily, a hole was cut out in the quilt under his body, blood dripped from his fingertips, but he couldn't feel it. pain.

Que Le grabbed his hand to prevent him from hurting himself further, Xuanlong unconsciously wanted to break free, but Que Le tightly gripped his wrist, coaxing in a hoarse voice.

"do not move……"

"do not move……"

"Good boy, it won't hurt in a while... It won't hurt in a while..."

Xuanlong really calmed down, and his out-of-focus eyes tried to focus on the charming face of the person beside the bed.

"Julle..."

"Well, it's me." The corners of Quere's eyes were bloodshot. "It won't hurt in a while."

So many times, when Xuanlong had an attack of illness, he survived it abruptly, except for comforting him like this, there was nothing Que Le could do.

No one can help him.

Unless you find the elders of the fox clan, there is still a chance of life.

His seizures became longer and longer. At first it was only a quarter of an hour, a few cups of tea, and Xuanlong's consciousness could still remain clear during the seizures, but now, every time it was almost no less than an hour, he was in severe pain Yes, sometimes people can't even recognize them, which is considered light today.

Que Le took the handkerchief, and gently wiped the cold sweat on Xuanlong's forehead, chatting with him intermittently, not knowing whether Xuanlong would listen or not.

"We'll be leaving soon..."

"Be patient...it will be fine..."

Xuanlong could vaguely hear it, but he didn't have the strength to respond to him. Closing his eyes made him feel more comfortable, but he still couldn't avoid the sharp pain mixed with every breath, like a knife piercing his throat repeatedly.

Every inch of blood vessel hurts, the pain is not limited to the superficial flesh, what is even more unbearable is the tearing from the depths of the soul.

But he endured it all.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that if it happens once, it will be so painful that I will commit suicide to get rid of it.And he endured it countless times... For his unfinished business, for his due responsibilities, he must live.

At least until the moment the child is born.

Regardless of man or god, once you have faith in your heart, all the suffering in the outside world will become irrelevant.Que Le knew that Xuanlong was strong enough, and it was precisely because of this that he felt even more fond of this man who could silently bear any suffering he encountered.

People who don't know how to cry out in pain really don't feel pain...

About half an hour later, the man who was trembling with pain finally calmed down. The obscene clothes on his body were drenched with cold sweat, and he felt chills.Que Le changed him into dry clothes, and wrapped Xuanlong tightly with a quilt, only showing a pale face.

"Abo, you can sleep for a while, there is still an hour in the ion time, when the time comes, I will call you."

Xuanlong's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up, and he replied in a trance: "Mmm..."

Que Le was very distressed: "Do you have anything to pack? I'll go and pack it up ahead of time."

"...No." Xuanlong took a while to move his lips.

When he came, he was alone, and when he left, he would take nothing with him.Although some things in this palace were given to him by Yan Yuan, they did not belong to him.

For example, the gorgeous Xuanpao in the closet, or the silver hairpin that Yan Yuan forcibly left in front of the bronze mirror.

"Okay." Quer Le said softly. "Stay out, the young master will raise you, and will feed you and the baby until you are white and fat."

Although his morality is gone, his hunting ability has not diminished. There are plenty of fish and birds in the mountains, forests and streams, more than enough to raise two dragons.

I can almost foresee that wonderful life...

After going to the fox family to seek medical treatment, they will choose a valley where no one has set foot. The forest in the valley is lush and the water stream is clear. They can build a hut by the stream. It doesn't need to be too spacious, just enough for the three demons to live in.

If Xuanlong was born a boy, he would teach him archery and hunting. If it was a daughter...if it was a daughter, he would teach her archery and hunting.

Thinking of this, the corners of Que Le's lips curled up, looking at Xuanlong's protruding abdomen under the quilt, and began to look forward to the little thing's coming.Aiwujiwu, that's probably the case, even if the little thing has human blood flowing on it, as long as it comes out of Xuanlong's belly, he will treat it differently.

A gust of dark wind swept past from behind, and Que Le felt a chill in her back, shrank her body, and didn't care, until a cold, sarcastic voice sounded from behind.

"You have a good place to hide."

The sound of footsteps slowly approaching from behind, every step stepped on Que Le's heart, as if a worm had crawled across his skin, his body was covered with goosebumps, his whole body was stiff, and he was always a demon with different worlds, but at this moment, in the eyes of those beautiful foxes, There was panic.

How many nights, after escaping from that hell, he would dream that the person abused him like an animal, thought he was disobedient, so he cut off his small tongue with scissors, saying that the fox demon was obscene by nature. He went out to harm good women, cut off his utensils and burned the wounds with fire, making him unable to be a man.Saying that he is not worthy of being a living creature, they used a knife to carve the word "脔" on his heart, wantonly vented on him, and wantonly humiliated him...

Two months later, most of the wounds on the body have healed, but the word '脔' on the heart can no longer be washed away because of the special potion poured on it when it was carved with a knife, unless the piece of skin is cut off with a knife.

The cut off tongue, because the blood of Xuanlong has regrown, the fear in the bottom of my heart, like the incomplete utensils under her body, has become an eternal nightmare in Que Le's heart. The fear that has been suppressed for several months is like a volcano erupting at this moment Like a magma burst.

Quer Le's complexion was pale, and he turned around very slowly, facing a starry face with sword eyebrows, the other's high nose almost touched his nose tip, and his cold hands gently climbed onto Quer Le's face, as if Swipe like a snake.

"You make it easier for the poor monk to find."

"Tell me how to punish you this time."

When he said this, there was no warmth in his eyes, and his whole body exuded a chill like an ice cave, which made Que Le feel cold.The voice is deep and sexy that doesn't match the youthful appearance.

Que Le's jaw was gradually tightened by the man's overly slender and powerful fingers, and there was pain like a bone crack, and he began to breathe heavily:

"What the hell do you want to do..."

Don't kill him, just torture him blindly...

Before escaping, he wished he could die in the meditation room of that temple. It was better than being chained to his limbs and being humiliated day and night, but now he can't die, and he still wants to take Xuanlong to the Fox Clan to seek medical treatment , he also wants to watch the birth of the baby with Xuan Long and raise the baby...

"You did all this to me..."

"Isn't that enough?..."

"Enough?" The man tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"How could it be possible, it is a great gift and kindness for the poor monk to save your humble life."

"After being comfortable outside for so long, it's time to go back and accept your due punishment."

Que Le raised her hands to clasp the hand holding her chin, struggling to push him away: "No...don't even think about it...I won't go back to that place even if I die..."

"Then die."

The man's big hand turned to pinch Que Le's neck, forcing him to stand up.Pigs that are about to be slaughtered are almost like this. The butcher will use a long, thick finger-thick hook to pierce the pig's neck, drag it roughly to the slaughterhouse, drain the blood from the neck, and then disembowel it.

There is not much difference between the two, both are treated as animals.

Que Le was strangled by the man's neck and walked out. The man was half a head taller than him. He was wearing a gray cassock with spells printed on it. He was strong and dangerous. The dagger on his back stabbed at the man's waist. It was used for self-defense when he was going to leave tonight, but he didn't expect it to be used here.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, the man's ear pinna moved slightly, he let go of Que Le's neck, and hit him hard on the heart with the palm of his spiritual power, the movement was done in one go.

Que Le flew out and slammed into the wall, landing together with the dagger. His internal organs were in severe pain. He sat up propped up, covered his heart and coughed up a big mouthful of blood, which stained the floor.

The man looked at him condescendingly and said in a deep voice.

"court death."

The man is a monk with rare talents in the world, but he is in his 20s, and his cultivation is actually better than that of Que Le's hundreds of years of penance. He was the one who captured Que Le back alive, so such troubles can't escape his eyes.

Being hit, Que Le wasn't surprised. Panting heavily, she raised her head, letting the corners of her mouth bleed, and said with red eyes, "I don't want to die..."

"I said... your people, I didn't kill them."

He has always only killed those disgusting human races with evil intentions, how could he slaughter the Manchus.However, this stinky monk was holding a piece of rag. He insisted that the rag was the clothes he wore when he slaughtered other people 15 years ago. Based on the smell similar to his own, he insisted on being accused of an unwarranted crime.

"Still arguing..." The man's eyes showed danger, and he approached Que Le step by step.

Xuanlong on the bed heard the movement, woke up in a drowsy state, sat up and searched for the figure of Que Le in the hall, wondering whether he had heard the huge movement just now wrongly: "Qi Le..."

The man paused, turned his head to look in the direction of the tent: "Is that your girlfriend?"

"..."

"In that case, if I kill him, you will go back with me obediently."

While speaking, Xuanlong got off the bed, and came towards this side with vague footsteps.

A silver sword appeared in the palm of the man's hand, shrinking the ground to an inch, and he was in front of Xuanlong in an instant. He was originally a demon hunter, and he was relentless in his moves. Xuanlong lost his way and was no different from ordinary people. I had another attack of illness just now, so I couldn't dodge it.

Before he could react, he heard a 'puchi' sound, and the long sword pierced into the flesh.

It was not Xuanlong who was stabbed, but Que Le who rushed over suddenly.