Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 81

[Chapter Eighty-One]

Hua Jing took a few steps back in horror: “No…”

Yan Yuan approached her: “Take it out.”

Shrouded in shadow by the tall human race, Hua Jing was so scared that tears welled up in her eyes, she shook her head and said, “If not If the child is gone, Aaron will die.”

Yan Yuan frowned: “What?”

“The child will be five months old… If he is gone, he will die.” Hua Jing didn’t lie, the child was Xuanlong who gave up his life and wanted to stay Next, if the child is gone, will he still have hope of living?

There will be no more.

Yan Yuan stared suspiciously at the woman’s small face: “Impossible, it is possible for women to induce labor in five or six months of pregnancy, don’t lie to me.”

“Humans and dragons have different physiques…” Hua Jing retorted softly.

Yan Yuan: “He has ten thousand years of Taoism. No matter how different his physique is, he should be stronger. How can he die without a child?” Hua Niang

held back tears and straightened her neck: “It will die.”

lips, silent.

Hua Niang took the opportunity to say, “If he dies, you won’t be able to save your queen!”

“Shut up.” Yan Yuan lowered her face.

No matter what, he wants Xuanlong to accompany him all his life, and he is not allowed to go anywhere.

He ordered someone to send Hua Niang out of the palace, and bought a house for her outside the palace. After all, she is the only doctor who can save Xuanlong right now. Yan Yuan must take good care of her. If something goes wrong with Xuanlong, she will be summoned at any time.

Last time, after Hua Jing moved out of the house in Huawei Lane, she took her daughter to hide in a shabby hut in the old forest on the outskirts of the city. She only went into the city every ten days to buy life necessities. No wonder Yan Yuan couldn’t find her at that time.

In this way, it can be considered a good thing, and Xuanlong will be happy when he wakes up.

According to the instructions of the flower essence, she ordered someone to fry the medicine and send it. Yan Yuan fed it to Xuanlong herself. I don’t know if it was an illusion. After the flower essence came, Xuanlong’s breathing became a little steady, but his face was still very pale.

Yan Yuan sat on the side of the bed and guarded him, her mind was constantly distracted. Guessing that Hua Jing was lying, her words were full of loopholes, but she had to say, ‘He will die’, those three words really made Yan Yuan feel disgusted.

Now that Xuanlong’s body is so weak, he can temporarily let the child stay in his womb. If he really wants to give birth, it’s not impossible… Wait, what are you thinking?

When such a half-human, half-dragon monster was born, who in the world could tolerate him? If he was kept in the palace, I am afraid that the palace maids and eunuchs would secretly ridicule him.

Ayu couldn’t explain it… Subconsciously, Yan Yuan didn’t want to think about it anymore.

It is always easy for people to choose to escape when faced with a dilemma. One is the prejudice of the world and the trust of the beloved, and the other is Xuanlong’s most valued child. In the past, Yan Yuan would choose the former without hesitation, but now she is not. Inexplicably began to hesitate, perhaps because seeing him willing to suffer unbearable suffering for their children, no matter how cruel his heart is, he will be moved and softened.

Demons can control people’s bodies, who they are in their hearts, and who they fall in love with, but they can’t control their souls to unconsciously follow the obsessions they’ve been searching for for thousands of years.

The sun sets in the west, and the sun sets in the west.

The man on the bed woke up when the day completely turned to night, Yan Yuan grabbed his hand on the quilt: “Apo, you are awake…”

The sharp tingling on the back of the Xuanlong nerve attacked, Weakly turned her head to look at the person beside the bed, Yan Yuan’s eyes were filled with joy, probably because she was glad that he didn’t die, so he could continue to support his queen with flesh and blood.

She wanted to pull her hand back, but Yanyuan held it too tightly, Xuanlong had no strength and didn’t want to speak, so she gave up.

Yan Yuan ordered the palace servants outside to prepare the meal, and then turned to speak to Xuanlong, somewhat ingratiating herself inside.

“You fell asleep for days.”

“It was Hua Jing who saved you.”

“…I have let her out of the palace, don’t worry.”

Xuanlong turned his head and looked up, still silent.

Yan Yuan didn’t like his appearance very much, so she couldn’t help claiming credit: “I bought a house for her. If you feel uncomfortable in the future, I will ask her to see a doctor for you.

” , you let her and Ying’er go.” Xuanlong said hoarsely.

Speaking of others, Xuan Long had a reaction, but Yan Yuan felt a little unhappy: “Then what if you have a headache in the future, the imperial doctor in the palace will not treat you.”

Xuan Long closed his eyes: “I don’t need anyone else . Heal.”

Yan Yuan frowned: “Don’t get angry, this time it’s my fault, I shouldn’t ask you to pull out so many scales, you are really, you can’t even learn to take soft clothes, I will be angry when I ask you to pull out. I told you to die, and you really died?”

Xuanlong murmured, “Why… take the softness.”

After taking the softness, can you not have to pull out the scales?

After taking it softly, Yan Yuan can let go of Querue?

“That’s it…” Yan Yuan paused and said sternly. “When I’m angry, you can say something nice to me, coax me, and when I’m happy, I’ll treat you kindly.”

Xuanlong turned his face away and said sullenly, “I don’t need you to be nice to me.”

The attitude of complete resistance made Yan Yuan burst into anger from the bottom of her heart, and her face changed, “You don’t know…”

Xuanlong’s breathing suddenly became a little short, Yan Yuan looked down, and it was because she was holding it too tightly. It hurt his hand. Immediately woke up, relaxed a bit, pinched his palm and gently rubbed it.

“Okay, I know you’re in pain and you’re in a bad mood, so I don’t care about you.”

“Let’s eat something first, it’s shrimp and polenta, it’s sweet and refreshing, you should like it.”

Yan Yuan picked up the bowl from the tray in the hands of the palace servant. The porridge was prepared by the palace servant before, and it was warmed in the pot in the small kitchen. Xuanlong could eat it anytime when he woke up.

If he wants to be good to people, he can be very good, and if he wants to be bad to people, it is also extremely bad. Yan Yuan waved her hand to the retreating man, scooped up a small spoonful of porridge and blew it on her lips, carefully handing it to

Xuanlong’s lips: “Open your mouth.”

Maybe more comfortable.

Xuanlong turned his head to look around in the hall, but didn’t see anyone he wanted to see: “… Querle.”

Yan Yuan frowned slightly, and quickly let go: “Still in prison.”

Xuanlong’s ice-green eyes Slowly turning to him: “You said, I pulled the scales and let him

go.” In the evening, Yan Yuan took a shower and washed her face, and she looked refreshed at this time, still the same as before. Handsome and graceful.

“Eat the porridge first.” The

spoon was handed to Xuanlong’s tightly pursed lips, and a little of the soup fell on the corner of his mouth and slid across his cheeks.

Xuanlong said with difficulty: “I want to see… Querle.”

Yan Yuan suppressed her discomfort, took out the handkerchief from the front of her clothes and wiped his face, then scooped another spoonful and handed it over.

“Okay, I’ll let him go immediately after you finish eating.”

Xuanlong looked at him for a moment, confirming that he didn’t seem to be lying, and then slowly opened his mouth.

After being in a coma for too long, the tongue coating was bitter and there was no taste in eating anything. Although Yan Yuan blew the porridge and fed it into Xuanlong’s mouth, she was irritable and the porridge was still hot when it entered her throat, making it difficult to swallow.

Xuanlong didn’t make a sound, he ate quietly, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and after taking a few bites, he choked violently, coughing out blood from his hand.

The wound on his back seemed to have opened, and he was sweating coldly. Xuanlong wiped the blood on the corner of his lips with the back of his hand. He tried to hide his hand by his side, but Yan Yuan grabbed his wrist.

“How could this be?…” The

bright red liquid seeped out from Xuanlong’s fingers and dripped onto the brocade-blue bedding. Yan Yuan put the bowl on the wooden board near the bed, and forcibly separated Xuanlong’s hands, the whole Everyone was stunned.

“Why do you cough up blood…”

“Don’t you suffer from trauma?”

Xuanlong lay flat on his back, his face turned to the side of the bed. From Yan Yuan’s point of view, he could only see the hideous scar on his right face. It’s hard to hide under the fire.

“You talk!” Yan Yuan roared.

“Porridge, it’s too hot.” Xuanlong replied quietly.

Yan Yuan’s eyes darkened: “Why didn’t you just call hot.”

Xuanlong didn’t answer him, he didn’t move, as if he was going to sleep again.

Yan Yuan took out the handkerchief and wiped off the blood on his palm. The snow-white handkerchief turned bright red, with a faint cold fragrance, which was incredibly beautiful.

After wiping, he put the handkerchief aside, picked up the bowl again, and softened his tone.

“Eat more.”

Xuanlong didn’t respond, Yan Yuan stood up to look at him, and found that he had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

Being too quiet made Yan Yuan scared.

Hua Niang, who had just been sent out of the palace, was summoned back overnight.

When the guards broke into the house, Hua Niang was having dinner with her two-year-old daughter, and the crowd made the little girl cry. Hua Niang was afraid that she would never return, and her daughter would starve to death in this place. He brought his daughter into the palace together, and when he arrived at the Qiankun Palace, the baby was already asleep in her arms, with pink-white skin, pale pink eyelashes, and a slightly inflamed little nose, as delicate as a well-carved one. artwork.

Seeing Yan Yuan staring straight at the little man in her arms, Hua Niang vigilantly tightened the baby: “…What are you doing?”

Yan Yuan looked back: “He coughed up blood today, don’t tell me , pulling the scales will cough up blood.”

“What the hell happened to him?” He

gave a wink to the palace servant next to him, and immediately someone stepped forward to pick up the child in Hua Niang’s hands.

“Diagnose and treat him first, I will not hurt you and your daughter.”

After confirming that the child would not leave her sight, Hua Niang let go, she walked to the bedside and used her spiritual sense to diagnose Xuanlong’s pulse. After a few breaths , take back the hand way.

“It’s stagnation and disease.”

Yan Yuan frowned: “It’s stagnation and disease?”

This kind of disease often happens to humans… Demons can also stagnate and become ill?

Hua Niang lowered her eyes, looked at Xuanlong’s lifeless face, and said softly: “Well…because Aaron is in a bad mood.”

“If you treat him better, you will be able to heal without treatment.”

In fact, where did it come from? Accumulated depression is only because the power of the soul has declined too much, and even the body has begun to decline rapidly, and his time will not exceed a year.

If Yanyuan treats him better, take good care of him, don’t bully him all the time, make him suffer those things he shouldn’t have to suffer, Xuanlong may be able to live longer, but no matter how long it is, it will not exceed a year .

“You’d better not lie, or you will definitely regret it.”

“…I didn’t lie.” Hua Niang whispered.

Yan Yuan saw that her expression was not different, so she believed it for the time being: “Do you want to prescribe some medicine?”

Hua Niang shook her head: “No, you make him happier every day, that’s fine.”

Yan Yuan bent over and grabbed Xuanlong Bingliang She put her hand into the quilt: “Got it.”

When Hua Niang took her sleeping daughter from the palace servant, she heard Yan Yuan ask behind her.

“This is the child you had with the human race?”

Hua Niang was stunned: “No… her father is the Snow Wolf Demon.”

Yan Yuan stared at Yu Xue’s cute little face: “Why don’t you see wolf ears on her head.”

Hua Niang touched her daughter’s fluffy curly hair, her expression soft: “She is with me, she is a flower just like me, It has no ears.”

[End of This Chapter]