Binding the Dragon for the Empress

Yan Yuan doesn't want to admit that she is soft-hearted, Ning Zhiyu is his lover, and now his lover is in danger, but he is soft-hearted towards Xuanlong.

He hated his soft heart.

At this time, it is very easy to get Xuanlong's heart, just take a dagger to penetrate Xuanlong's skin, dig out the fresh heart, and Ning Zhiyu will be saved.

But he didn't want to let Xuanlong die, there was no reason, he just didn't allow Xuanlong to leave his side, even when he saw the appearance of Xuanlong's whip marks all over his body, he felt very unbearable, and wanted to scold the prison officer for why The person beat him so hard, thinking about it again, this is the only way to prove his determination to Xuanlong, so he endured it.

If Xuanlong was afraid, he might hand over the inner alchemy.What he didn't expect was that this man would be so stubborn, able to endure such severe pain, but he just didn't want to hand over things.

He hated Xuanlong's stubbornness, and there was nothing he could do about it. Gouging his heart was just an expedient measure before getting the inner alchemy. Compared with death, that kind of healing pain was nothing.

Even so, Yan Yuan couldn't do it herself. He stood in the passage outside the prison, ten meters away from the prison where Xuanlong was held, and waited for the two guards to come out and return.

The gloomy firelight danced between the candlesticks on the wall, and the cell was cold and empty. Most of the prisoners held here were important prisoners of war or criminal officials from other countries. A few people were executed a few months ago, but there were no more people.

The imperial guards moved quickly, and not long after Xuanlong was dragged into the cell, they came out, and one of them presented the pure black wooden box in his hands to Yan Yuan, which contained what he wanted.

Yan Yuan raised her eyelids to look at the wooden box, and when she raised her hand to touch it, she retracted her fingertips, retracted her hand and hung it by her side: "How is he?"

"When I returned to the emperor, I fainted. I didn't struggle much when I cut the knife, I just hummed twice."

Yan Yuan: "Go and invite the flower essence."

The heart is only a thin piece, the size of a woman's palm. After Yan Yuan returned to the Luanfeng Palace, the palace servants immediately used it on Ning Zhiyu according to Zonghua's prescription.

After tossing and tossing all night, the sky was about to dawn, and after taking the decoction, Ning Zhiyu's breath was not as faint as before, but it was still very weak.

Yan Yuan heard that Ning Zhiyu jumped off by herself, but he didn't believe it, thinking that Qingmei had lied to shirk responsibility, and ordered someone to lock up that bold palace lady, and beheaded after Qiuhou.

He and Ayu are on good terms, how could the other party want to leave him suddenly.

impossible……

It must be a rainy day and the road is slippery, so I couldn't stand firm.It was all because he was too busy, and he hadn't paid much attention to him recently. Ayu must have missed him, so he ran to the Yuqing Pavilion alone to see the scenery.

Silly Ayu, how can there be such a beautiful scenery on a rainy day.

Yan Yuan held Ning Zhihe's pale hand with tears in her eyes: "...you said that you want to hold hands with me and grow old together. Are you going to break your promise to me?"

……

The man lay motionless on the wet and cold straw, the blood on his body dyed the straw an uneven red, and the cramped space was filled with a strong cold fragrance.

Hua Jing was pushed into the cell, and she was stunned when she saw the man on the ground. She walked over in disbelief, knelt down slowly, and lifted the man's messy long hair with her fingertips trembling, revealing a cold and pale face. face.

"Aaron..." The moment he opened his mouth, tears rolled down his face.

She hardly dared to look at Xuanlong's blood-stained body, she couldn't imagine how cruel it was to have the heart to do such a cruel thing to a pregnant person, let alone that person's child in Xuanlong's belly.

With tears in her eyes, Hua Niang imagined a pair of scissors, cut off the clothes on Xuanlong's body that were stuck to the wound, and then sprinkled it with the best wound medicine she could have.It was scary enough to look at while wearing clothes, but it was even more horrible when he took off his clothes. Apart from the wound on his chest, the injury on his lower limbs was the most serious. His two slender legs were covered with welts, several deep Visible bone.

Didn’t the human race say that a husband and wife can be kind for a hundred days? Since that person had a good time with Xuanlong and took his body, how could he treat him like this...

After applying the medicine, Hua Niang manipulated the bandage with spiritual power to carefully wrap Xuanlong's body, and then made a clean set of clothes for him to put on. After doing this, her meager spiritual power was gone.

The prison is too cold, Xuanlong is so weak, he must not be able to bear it, she gritted her teeth, dried the straw on the ground, changed into a thick quilt and came out.The exhaustion of her spiritual power made her pale, she had no choice but to walk to the cell, and looked through the iron bars to the two guards waiting outside.

"You...can you help me and carry him into the quilt."

The two guards glanced at her, and then looked at the unconscious Xuanlong through the iron bars, frowning in embarrassment, coming to this prison is to suffer, there is no reason to sleep on a mattress, if the emperor knows, Most of them will be punished.

"No."

"The emperor ordered, just let him stay for a while, and he is not allowed to serve him with food and drink."

Tears welled up in Hua Niang's eyes, she looked at the two iron-faced guards for a while, then turned back to Xuan Long in disappointment.She couldn't move Xuanlong, so she had to wrap Xuanlong with a quilt. Although the straw under her body was barely dry, it was not as comfortable as a mattress.

Xuanlong was injured too badly, the medicine for the trauma was not enough, and had to be taken internally, Hua Niang gently pinched Xuanlong's cheek, forcing him to open his lips, and poured the decoction in the small black porcelain bottle little by little.

The medicine was poured in, but Xuanlong refused to swallow it, and flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Huaniang knew that his time was running out.

"Aaron..."

"Drink some...you don't want to die..."

Hua Niang sobbed softly, hugged Xuanlong's upper body in her arms, and whispered, "Think about the baby, okay?"

"He hasn't come out to see the world..."

I don't know if I heard her words, but when Hua Niang tried to pour the medicine into Xuanlong's mouth after she babbled, the latter moved slightly in his throat and swallowed a small part.

If there is more, it will not be able to feed.

Hua Niang's daughter was waiting at home, she couldn't stay here all the time, and left at dawn.

It was dawn outside, but the cell was still dark, and the sunlight shone through the palm-sized square opening at the top, which did not bring much light.

Xuanlong seldom wakes up every day, most of the time he is in a coma, and every time Yan Yuan comes, he catches up with him in a coma, the man is huddled in a dusty cotton quilt, as if he is afraid of the cold.

Yan Yuan forcibly woke him up, Xuanlong's mind was always not clear, he must be in pain somewhere, when he was awake, he was always sweating, but when he fell asleep, it was better, maybe he slept deeply, so he didn't feel the pain .

Sometimes he recognizes Yan Yuan, sometimes he regards Yan Yuan as Que Le, and when he knows it is Yan Yuan, he ignores him. Xuanlong's temper is not capable of speaking cruel words, he just looks cold, and in fact even curses at others I can't say anything, at most I just say that I don't want to see him and hate him.

But that was all in the past. When I was really discouraged, I didn't even want to talk to that person.Some people express their sadness and anger by swearing and trying their best to hurt both sides, but when Xuanlong is heartbroken, he is used to closing himself up, just like he did when he was a child.

Except when he was kicked out of the Dragon Clan, Xuanlong would never beg for mercy no matter how hard his mother beat him. What really scared him was that his mother would never want him again, and he would never have a home again.

After experiencing being abandoned by his clansmen, Xuanlong already knew that when his mother didn't want him, it was useless to beg. Even if he died in front of his mother that day, it is estimated that the other party would not shed a single tear.

Some creatures are born to be humbler than others, because even their closest relatives are unwilling to love them, and they are unwilling to share even a little bit of soft-heartedness, let alone others.

So he won't beg Yan Yuan for mercy, he won't tell Yan Yuan the truth, where the inner alchemy went is probably not important to Yan Yuan at all.Yan Yuan only cares about whether he can take out the inner alchemy and whether he can save his sweetheart, if not, he is no different from an incomprehensible animal.

As he once said...you are nothing more than an animal.

Maybe, maybe because he is the head demon, so I will never understand why a person can be so hypocritical and eloquent, and can go to great lengths to deceive him for another person, and make troubles with him, just to deceive his heart.

Yan Yuan doesn't understand Xuanlong's despair, all he knows is that Xuanlong is always distant and cold when facing her, if he is mistaken for Que Le, Xuanlong will talk nonsense intermittently, and occasionally laugh.

He can laugh.He hasn't laughed for a long time, not because of himself, but because of a fox demon that died long ago. Yan Yuan knew that it was a very stupid thing to compete with a dead demon, but he just couldn't control his emotions. I like how Xuanlong shouted other people's names and laughed so happily.

It was a heartfelt joy, and Yan Yuan could even imagine how leisurely and pleasant it would be if Xuanlong and the fox demon could really live together.

Xuanlong is willing to go with Yan Fuheng and live with Que Le, but he has to run away from him desperately. Before that, he clearly allowed him to give birth to a child. Isn't he satisfied with such a great gift?

Thinking of this, Yan Yuan became mad with anger. He pinched Xuan Long's cheeks tightly, told Xuan Long to shut up, and not to call Que Le's name again. Xuan Long never shouted pain to Yan Yuan, when he regarded him as Que Le, Instead, he would cry out in pain in a daze.

Xuanlong's unfocused green eyes were still unable to focus on Yan Yuan's face, his sword eyebrows were slightly twisted, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Qi Le...it hurts..."

Perhaps because Que Le is one of the few people in this world who really cares about him, won't find him troublesome, won't find him picky when pregnant, and will do everything possible to treat him well, so it's okay to show weakness occasionally.

If Que Le was still there, she would definitely ask him where it hurts.Yan Yuan wouldn't, he threw off the quilt on Xuanlong's body with a gloomy expression, and ordered someone to tie Xuanlong to the wall with iron chains, insisting that he recognize the person before releasing him.