Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 87

[Chapter 87 Blocking the Sword]

The next day Yan Yuan got up early and went to court as usual, Chen Yan came in and waited for him to change. Yan Yuan stretched her arms and let him put on the dragon robe, facing the closed Luo tent.

“Today’s Ayu’s birthday, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be a visit from the Fanbang embassy. I’ve been very busy these days, so I shouldn’t have time to come and see you.”

“…” Xuanlong lay flat on the bed and did not speak.

Yan Yuan knew that he heard it. After she was dressed neatly, she waved away the palace servants, got into the Luo tent, and got close to the Xuanlong.

“If you miss me, you can have people come to find me. If I’m in a good mood, I might find time to come here.”

Xuanlong closed his eyes: “No need.”

Yan Yuan’s face darkened, and she got up and left angrily. go.

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

Soul-devouring pain broke out without warning. His vision was blurred in pain, his body was covered in cold sweat, his green eyes were splayed open, and a hole was cut out of the bedding under him. pain.

Qu Le grabbed his hand to stop him from hurting himself. Xuanlong unconsciously wanted to break free, but Qu Le grabbed his wrist tightly and coaxed hoarsely.

“Don’t move…”

“Don’t move…”

“Apo is good, it won’t hurt in a while… It won’t hurt in a while…”

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

“Querle…”

“Well, it’s me.” The corners of Querle’s eyes were blood red. “It won’t hurt in a while.”

So many times, Xuanlong’s illness has been attacked, and he has survived like this. Apart from comforting him like this, Querle can’t do anything.

No one can help him.

Unless you go to find the elders of the fox clan, there is still a chance of survival.

The duration of his attacks was getting longer and longer. At first, it was only a quarter of an hour, a few cups of tea, and Xuanlong’s consciousness was still clear when he attacked, but now, it was hardly less than an hour each time, and he was in severe pain. Now, sometimes people don’t even recognize it, but today it’s considered light.

Qu Le took the handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat on Xuanlong’s forehead.

“We’ll be leaving soon…”

“Just bear with it… it will be fine…”

Xuanlong could hear vaguely, but he didn’t have the strength to respond to him. Closing his eyes made him feel more comfortable, but he couldn’t avoid every breath. It was all mixed with sharp pain, like a knife repeatedly stabbing into his throat.

Every inch of blood vessels hurts. The pain is not only limited to the skin and flesh on the surface, but even more unbearable is the tearing from the depths of the soul.

But he endured it.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that one attack will be so painful that I will commit suicide to escape. And he has endured countless times… For what he has not done, for his due responsibilities, he must live.

At least live until the child is born.

Regardless of human beings or gods, once you have faith in your heart, all external sufferings will become irrelevant. Querle knew that Xuanlong was strong enough, and it was precisely because of this that he felt more distressed for this man who could endure any suffering silently.

People who can’t scream in pain really don’t have pain…

About half an hour later, the man who was shaking with pain finally calmed down. Querle changed him into dry clothes, and wrapped Xuanlong tightly with a quilt, revealing only a pale face.

“Apo, sleep a little longer, there is still an hour in the ion time. When the time is up, I will call you.”

Xuanlong’s eyelids were too heavy to lift, and he responded in a trance: “Well…”

Qule was so distressed: “Do you have anything to pack? I’ll pack it up ahead of time.”

“…No.” Xuanlong took a long time to move his lips.

When he came, he was alone, and when he left, he would not take anything with him. Although some things in this hall were given to him by Yan Yuan, they did not belong to him.

For example, the gorgeous black robes in the wardrobe, such as the silver hairpin left by Yan Yuan in front of the bronze mirror.

“Okay.” Querue said softly. “Stay out, the young master will raise you, and will feed you and the baby to be fat.”

Although his Taoism has disappeared, his hunting skills have not diminished. There are fish and birds in the mountains, forests and rivers, and two dragons are raised. More than enough.

I can almost foresee that beautiful life…

After going to the fox clan to seek medical treatment, they will choose a valley where no one has stepped on it. The valley is lush with lush trees and clear water streams. They can build a hut by the stream. The three demons can live there.

If Xuanlong was born a boy, he would teach him to shoot arrows and hunt. If he was born to be a daughter… If he was born to be a daughter, he would still teach her to shoot arrows and hunt.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qu Le’s lips twitched, and she looked at Xuanlong’s belly under the quilt, and began to look forward to the arrival of that little thing. Aiwu Jiwu is probably like this, even if the little thing has the blood of the human race, as long as it comes out of the belly of the mysterious dragon, he will treat it differently.

A gust of gloomy wind swept across her back, and Querle felt a chill in her back, she shrank her body, and didn’t care until a cold, sarcastic voice sounded from behind.

“You’re hiding in a good place.”

Footsteps approached slowly from behind, each step on Querle’s heart, as if a bug had crawled across his skin, causing goose bumps all over his body. , At this time, panic appeared in the eyes of those beautiful foxes.

Many nights, after escaping from that hell, he would dream that the man mistreat him like a beast. He thought he was disobedient, so he used scissors to cut off a small piece of his tongue, saying that fox demons are inherently lewd and cheap. He went out to harm the woman of a good family, cut off his utensils and scalded the wound with fire, so that he could not be a man. Saying that he was not worthy of being a living being in the world, he carved the word ‘鄔’ in his heart with a knife, vented on him wantonly, and humiliated him wantonly…

Two months later, most of the wounds on his body have healed, and the word ‘鄔’ in his heart, But because the special potion was poured when it was carved by the knife, it can no longer be washed away unless the skin is cut off with a knife.

The cut off tongue, because Xuanlong’s blood has grown back, the fear in his heart has become an eternal nightmare in Qule’s heart like a broken tool. The fear that has been suppressed for several months is like a volcano spewing out at this moment. Bursting like magma.

Querle’s face was pale, very slowly, he turned around very slowly, facing a face with sword eyebrows and star eyes, the other’s tall nose almost touched the tip of his nose, and his cold hand gently climbed up to Querle’s face, as if Sliding like a snake.

“You make the poor monk easy to find.”

“Tell me, how should I punish you this time.”

When he said this, there was no temperature in his eyes, and the whole person exuded a chill like an ice cave, which made Qu Lezhi feel cold. . The voice is low and sexy that does not match the youthful appearance.

Qule’s chin was gradually tightened by the man’s overly slender and powerful fingers, and there was a pain like a crack in the bone

. Before, he wanted to die in the meditation room of the temple, and it was better than being chained to his limbs and being insulted day and night, but now he can’t die, and he has to take Xuanlong to the fox clan to seek medical treatment. I also have to watch the baby born and raise it with Xuanlong… “You have done all this to me…” “Isn’t it enough?…” “Enough?” The man moved his lips.

“How can it be possible, the poor monk left you a cheap life, it is a great gift and kindness.”

“It’s time to go back and accept your due punishment after being comfortable outside for so long.”

Holding the hand on his chin, he struggled to push him away: “No…you can’t even think about it…I won’t go back to that place if I die…” ”

Then just die.”

neck, forcing him to stand up. That’s pretty much the way a pig is about to be slaughtered, where the butcher stabs a long, finger-thick hook into the pig’s neck, drags it roughly to the slaughterhouse, drains the blood from the neck, and then disembows the belly.

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

Qu 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 a mantra printed on it. He was strong and dangerous. The dagger on the top stabbed the man’s waist. It was for self-defense when he was going to leave tonight. He didn’t expect it to come in handy here.

The blade slashed through the air, the man’s auricle moved slightly, he loosened Querle’s neck, and the palm with the spiritual power slammed into his heart, and the movements were done in one go.

Querue flew out and slammed into the wall, landing together with the dagger. His internal organs were in severe pain. He propped himself up and sat up, covering his heart and coughing out a large mouthful of blood, which stained the floor.

The man looked down at him condescendingly and said solemnly.

“Looking for death.” The

man is a cultivator with a rare talent in the world, but in his 20s, his cultivation is better than Qule’s hundreds of years of ascetic cultivation. At the beginning, Qule was captured by him alive, how could he escape such trouble? his eyes.

Being hit, Querue was not surprised. He raised his head with heavy breathing, and let the corners of his mouth bleed. His eyes were red as he said, “I don’t want to die…”

“I said… your clan was not killed by me.”

He has always only killed those disgusting human races with bad intentions, how could it be possible to slaughter his Manchus. But this stinky monk was holding a piece of rag. He insisted that the rag was the material he wore when he massacred his people 15 years ago. With the smell similar to him, he just charged him with an unwarranted crime.

“Still arguing…” The man’s eyes showed danger, and he approached Querle step by step.

Xuanlong on the bed heard the movement and woke up in a drowsy state. He sat up and looked for the figure of Que Le in the hall. He wondered if he had heard the huge movement just now, “Qu Le…” The

man paused and turned to look. In the direction of Luo tent: “Is that your relationship?”

“…”

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

After speaking, Xuanlong got out of bed and looked for The sound footsteps came towards this side vainly.

The man imagined a silver sword in the palm of his hand, shrinking into an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xuanlong. I just had another episode of pain, so I couldn’t dodge.

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

It was not Xuanlong that was stabbed, but Qule who suddenly rushed over.

[End of This Chapter]