Binding the Dragon for the Empress

Yan Yuan forcefully stuffed the spoon into Xuanlong's mouth, Xuanlong closed his lips and refused to open his mouth, the warm porridge dripped from the corner of his mouth to his cheeks, staining the pillow.He turned his head to hide, raised his shackled hands to block Yan Yuan's, and the chain rattled when he moved.

The heavy chain hit the jade bowl in Yan Yuan's left hand, the bowl fell down, and all the porridge was buckled on Yan Yuan's dragon robe.

Yan Yuan's face was gloomy, and she raised her hand to hit him, but the hand stopped in the air and did not fall down.

Having been in a coma for nearly twenty days, Xuanlong was so thin that he almost lost his appearance, his already thin outline became more and more distinct, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of hoarfrost, if he closed his eyes, he was no different from a dead person.

He knew that Yan Yuan was going to beat him, so he didn't hide, as if it didn't matter.

Yan Yuan gritted her teeth and retracted her hand, stood up with a dark face, handed the jade bowl to Xiao Zhanzi, and at the same time took the handkerchief from Xiao Zhanzi, and wiped off the dirt on her robe.

Not long after, the palace people brought a new bowl of porridge over, Yan Yuan wanted to coax him, but thinking about Xuanlong's elopement with someone, her words became thorny.

"Do you want to starve yourself or the bastard in your stomach?"

Xuanlong closed his eyes, as if he was going to sleep again.

Yan Yuan sat down on the edge of the bed, and savagely brushed Xuan Long's face. Xuan Long opened his eyes, and there was no focus in the ice green pupils. Yan Yuan saw that he couldn't listen to people's words, and finally swallowed the porridge.

Xuanlong choked several times and coughed up a lot of blood, which stained a snow-white veil.Yan Yuan gently wiped the corners of Xuanlong's mouth, thinking of his illness, her eyes were bloodshot.

"With me, will you become depressed?"

"That day, if you and Yan Fuheng are separated, will you live happily with him?"

That day with Yan Fuheng was over, Xuanlong might still have a way to survive, but now, there is no more, he knows that if he is caught and brought back, he will die, if it is not because he has a child in his belly, he would not want to suffer any more humiliation. up.

Death is also an easy thing for a demon who has lost all his morals. He doesn't even need any weapons, and his soul can spontaneously ignite, and he can completely disappear in the world and disappear into ashes.

He didn't deliberately starve the child in his belly, but he didn't like the food Yan Yuan handed over, he didn't like Yan Yuan's hypocritical treatment of him, and he didn't like being confronted with Yan Yuan.

I once fell in love with the other party and fell in love with the cold world, but now I have no expectations, and when I look around, there is a gray area everywhere, without any light.

The corner of Xuanlong's mouth was rubbed red with a handkerchief, Yan Yuan was still wiping it: "You want to get rid of me so much..."

"I'm telling you...it's impossible, you'll never get rid of me in your life..."

Xuanlong didn't feel the pain very much, Yan Yuan's voice fluctuated from far to near, and he more or less heard it.

This life is too long, he has lived too long, and he can't walk anymore.

When Yan Yuan left, the soul-devouring pain on Xuanlong's body broke out. He curled himself up, and when he turned sideways, the chain on one side would press against his body, which was heavy, making his body appear very light, and the uncontrollable spasm drove his body The chain clanged, and the fingertips sank deep into the bedding, blood oozing from the fingers.

In a daze, he seemed to see Que Le crying beside the bed, he stretched out his hand, and told the other party clumsily that he was not in pain, so don't cry.However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the other party. He stubbornly stood up and stretched out his hand, and when he finally met Que Le's face, the other party disappeared without warning.

"Julle..."

Xuanlong was stunned for a long time, trying to find some reality from the illness that almost destroyed his reason.

Querelle was long gone.

It's just an illusion...

……

Luanfeng Hall.

Ning Zhiyu was sitting at the table, with her hands on the table, a black handkerchief was spread on her fair wrist, Zong Hua was standing beside him, bowing down to take his pulse.

After a while, Zong Hua withdrew his hand, took a small step back, lowered his eyes and made a bow.

"Empress, the twins in your womb... are breathing steadily."

The candlelight reflected Ning Zhiyu's face pale, he was wearing a loose white robe with his belt untied, and murmured.

"Why is this so... I've taken so many miscarriage medicines, how can I not lose it? Did you prescribe the wrong medicine?"

"Returning to the empress, I have been practicing medicine for several years, how could I even prescribe the wrong medicine for abortion."

"Perhaps...the dragon child in your belly is protected by an immortal, so it is destined not to perish."

She was protected by some kind of immortal, it was clearly an evil demon, Ning Zhiyu stroked her slightly protruding lower abdomen under her robe with her right hand, and slowly tightened it.He is only one month pregnant, and this evil obstacle has already appeared.

"You still have other, stronger medicines."

Zong Hua: "There are... It's just that the queen's body is weak, and I'm afraid she can't bear it."

Ning Zhiyu: "Prescribe a prescription."

Zong Hua: "The Empress..."

The corners of Ning Zhiyu's eyes were red, she didn't look at him, she didn't know where her god was.

Zong Hua had never heard of such a thing, and had never seen it before. It is normal that there are some strange and secret facts in the palace. If he has someone who needs to protect, he has to keep his mouth shut and do his own business.

After the imperial physician left, Ning Zhiyu got up and lay down on the bed, facing inside, uncovered.The Mozun emerged from his body and quietly landed behind him.

"It's useless."

"The offspring of the demon clan, the medicine for abortion in the mortal world, cannot be dropped."

Ning Zhiyu sat up unsteadily propped up on the bed, grabbed the neckline of the Demon Lord's war robe: "Then tell me... how to fall off."

This was the first time that Ning Zhiyu took the initiative to approach him, and the demon king stared at the other's thin face with blood-red pupils, and asked hoarsely, "You hate them so much."

Naturally, I hated it, and besides hating it, there was also panic.How can an ordinary human race not be afraid when he wakes up and finds that he is pregnant with a demonic child.He was even more afraid of how disappointed Yan Yuan would look at him when she found out about this.

Ning Zhiyu tremblingly said: "I am a human being, you are a demon, how can we have children."

"I am Yan Yuan's queen, I love him..."

"If I keep the child, how should I face him... Please, help me, okay?..."

Mozun's tall figure trembled slightly, brushed off Ning Zhiyu's hand, and turned sideways: "This deity has no physical body now, can't be more than two feet away from you, and can't help you."

"The heirs of the demons need to conquer the demons to fall, and only the demons have that."

"Even if you obey, as a mortal, not only the child in your womb will die... but also you."

Ning Zhiyu smiled, her eyes moist: "It's all perfunctory."

"Don't you just want me to have a baby for you?..."

Mozun turned his back on him: "I don't bother to tell lies."

Ning Zhiyu said hoarsely: "I tell you... I will not give birth to your child even if I die."

Half an hour later, the palace servants boiled the newly prescribed miscarriage medicine and brought it over. Just by smelling it, the taste was bitterer and stronger than before. Ning Zhiyu drank all of it without frowning.

He quietly waited for the imaginary severe pain to come, but there was no reaction in his stomach. Ning Zhiyu leaned on the head of the bed, put his palms on his abdomen, and pressed down hard.

"why……"

"Why are you doing this to me, why..."

Unexpectedly, this movement was really useful, and there was a sharp pain in his abdomen. After Ning Zhiyu was stunned, he squeezed his abdomen harder and felt some blood gushing out between his legs. His lips turned pale from the pain, But the heart is very happy.

Demon King appeared in illusion, grabbed his wrist to stop him: "You are not allowed to do this..."

Ning Zhiyu waved his hand away violently: "Don't touch me!"

"Go away."

"I don't want to see you, devil...you ruined my life."

"It was you who ruined my life..."

Ning Zhiyu seemed to be insane, and suddenly burst into tears, and squeezed her abdomen with all her might, but apart from a little bleeding at the beginning, there was no more movement.

"How could this be..."

"How could this be..."

Seeing his flustered and dazed appearance, Mozun said in a low voice: "The fetus in your womb has inherited the magic power from my life, and even if it can protect itself in the mother's womb, ordinary people can't hurt them, including you."

Ning Zhiyu murmured: "Evil...it really is an evil."

"People are good and bad, so are demons. If they are born, if you teach them well, they may not choose evil." Demon Venerable said sadly.

Ning Zhiyu turned her head suddenly: "Don't even think about it."

A person who used to be as gentle as water, weak and timid, unexpectedly reveals such a cold and hard side, Ning Zhiyu may treat the slaves in the palace more pleasantly than him.

Mozun knew in his heart that he was different from this human race, but as Mozun's heart, he couldn't allow him to be at a disadvantage all the time.

"When I respect the Zhenmo clan, there are some magic girls who are willing to reproduce for this deity. You think this deity really cares about you."

"It's just that I want to wait for the children in your womb to be born and swallow them to increase the magic power."

With a sneer and a few words, the Mozun disappeared into the air.

Ning Zhiyu tossed and tossed alone for a long time, after confirming that it was indeed impossible to lose the child, she finally gave up, lay down on the bed exhausted and fell asleep.

After he was fast asleep, a man in a black and red battle robe appeared beside the bed. The demon sat down quietly, and slowly touched Ning Zhiyu Weilong's abdomen with his big palm, restrained joy and excitement appeared in his red pupils. However, soon, those emotions disappeared and were replaced by darkness.

Humans and monsters have different ways, and humans and monsters have different ways. It is a normal reaction for Ning Zhiyu to hate him and their children.In the past, he would never care about what a small human race thinks of him, but now he can't help caring.

Sleeping for thousands of years, when his soul consciousness woke up from Ning Zhiyu's body, he was destined to be inseparable from him. From that day on, he watched Ning Zhiyu's life, how to get along with his sweetheart, and how to be happy every day ,sad.

At first he saw that Ning Zhiyu was sad for Yan Yuan, and he felt that this is really a stupid human race. Wherever someone leaves, he can't live. Because of the other party, he couldn't eat, couldn't sleep well, and was completely led by the nose, which was just ridiculous.

Until one day, he suddenly began to care about what Ning Zhiyu did, and everything between him and Yan Yuan. Or earlier, when seeing Ning Zhiyu weeping secretly, he felt that this human race was a bit pleasing to the eye.