Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 92

[Chapter 92 Can’t Fall]

Yan Yuan shoved the spoon into Xuanlong’s mouth forcefully. Xuanlong closed his lips and refused to open his mouth. The warm porridge dripped from the corner of his mouth to his cheeks, soiling the pillow. He turned his head to hide, raised his shackled hand to block Yan Yuan’s hand, and when he moved the chain, there was a clattering sound.

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 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.

After being in a coma for nearly 20 days, Xuanlong was so thin that he almost took off his face. The already thin outline became more and more clear, and there seemed to be a layer of hoarfrost on his face. If he closed his eyes, he was no different from a dead person.

He knew that Yan Yuan was going to hit him, but he didn’t hide, as if nothing mattered.

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

Not long after, the palace servants brought a new bowl of porridge over. Yan Yuan wanted to coax him, but when she thought about Xuanlong’s elopement with someone, her words became thorny.

“Do you want to starve yourself or the bastard in your belly?”

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

Yan Yuan sat down on the edge of the bed, savagely smashed Xuanlong’s face, Xuanlong opened his eyes, there was no focus in his ice-green eyes, Yan Yuan saw that he couldn’t hear people’s words, and the porridge was finally poured down.

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

“When you were with me, you became depressed and became ill?”

“If you walked with Yan Weiheng that day, would you be happy with him?”

That day, when you walked with Yan Weiheng, Xuan There is still a way for Long Xing to survive. Now, there is no more. He knows that if he is captured, he will die.

Death is also a very easy thing for a demon who has lost all his ways. He doesn’t even need any weapons, and his soul can burn himself, so he can completely disappear from the world and disappear into ashes.

He didn’t deliberately starve the child in his belly, but he didn’t like the food that Yan Yuan handed over, he didn’t like Yan Yuan’s false feelings towards him, and he didn’t like to be face-to-face with Yan Yuan.

Once fell in love with each other and fell in love with the cold world together, but now there is no expectation, and when I look around, there is a gray and no light everywhere.

The corners of Xuanlong’s mouth were rubbed red by the veil, and Yan Yuan was still rubbing: “You just want to get rid of me…”

“I tell you…Impossible, you can’t get rid of me in your life…”

Xuanlong didn’t feel it. When it was painful, Yan Yuan’s voice came from far and near, and he heard it more or less.

This life is too long, he has lived too long, he can no longer walk.

When Yan Yuan left, the soul-eating pain on Xuanlong’s body broke out. He curled up, and when he turned sideways, the chain on one side would press against his body. It was heavy, and his body seemed very light. The chain clattered, and the fingertips sank deep into the bedding, and blood oozes from the crevices of the fingers.

In a trance, he seemed to see Querle crying beside the bed, he stretched out his hand and awkwardly told the other person that he didn’t feel the pain, so don’t cry. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t reach the other party. He stubbornly stood up and stretched out his hand. When he finally met Querle’s face, the other party disappeared without warning.

“Querle…”

Xuanlong was stunned for a long time, recovering a bit of reality from the pain that almost destroyed his reason.

Quercus is long gone.

It’s just an illusion…

…

Luanfeng Hall.

Ning Zhiyu sat at the table with his hands on the table, a black handkerchief was placed on his fair wrists, and Zong Hua stood beside him, bending over to diagnose his pulse.

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

“Empress Empress, you have twins in your womb…the birth rate is steady.”

Ning Zhiyu’s face was pale in the light of the candlelight, he was wearing a loose white robe, and his belt was not tied, and he muttered.

“Why is this happening… I’ve taken so many abortion pills, but why can’t I drop them? Did you prescribe the wrong pill?”

“If you go back to the Empress, the minister has been a doctor for several years, how can you even prescribe abortion pills ?” Wrong.”

“Maybe… it’s because the dragon in your belly is sheltered by an immortal, and he is destined to die.”

What immortal shelter is clearly an evil demon, Ning Zhiyu stroked the slightly protruding belly under his robe with his right hand and slowly tightened it. . He was only one month pregnant, and this evil barrier was already pregnant.

“You still have other, more powerful medicines.”

Zong Hua: “There are… but the Empress is too weak to bear it.”

Ning Zhiyu: “Prescribe the prescription.”

Zong Hua: “The Queen Niangniang…”

Ning Zhiyu’s eyes were flushed, and she didn’t look at him, not knowing where the gods were going.

Zong Hua had never heard of such a thing and had never seen it before. It was normal for some strange and secret facts in the palace. He had to keep his mouth shut and do his own business when he had someone who needed to be protected.

After the imperial doctor left, Ning Zhiyu got up and lay down on the bed, facing inward, without the bedding. The Demon Venerable transformed into a real form from his body and quietly fell behind him.

“It’s useless.”

“The descendants of the demon clan, the abortion pill in the mortal world cannot be dropped.”

Ning Zhiyu sat up on the bed unsteadily, grabbing the collar of the Demon Venerable’s shirt: “Then You tell me… how can I drop it.”

This is the first time Ning Zhiyu has taken the initiative to approach him, the Demon Venerable’s blood-red pupils stared at the other’s thin face, and asked in a hoarse voice, “You hate them so much.”

Naturally hate, except hate, and panic. How could an ordinary human race not be afraid when he wakes up and finds that he is pregnant with a demonic child. What he was more afraid of was how disappointed Yan Yuan would look at him when she found out about this.

Ning Zhiyu said in a trembling voice: “I am a human, you are a demon, how can I and you have children.”

“I am Yan Yuan’s queen, I love him…”

“If I keep a child, how should I face it?” To him… please, help me, okay?…”

Mozun shook Ning Zhiyu’s hand and turned sideways: “This deity has no entity now, I can’t leave you more than two feet away, and I can’t help you.”

“The descendants of the demons need to obey the demons, and only the demons have that.”

“Even if you do, as a mortal, it’s not just you who will die. The child in the womb… and you.”

Ning Zhiyu smiled, her eyes moist: “It’s all perfunctory.” ”

Don’t you just want me to give birth to a child for you?…”

To him: “This deity disdains lying.”

Ning Zhiyu said hoarsely, “I tell you…I will die, and I will not give birth to your child.”

After half an hour, the palace servant boiled the newly prescribed abortion pill and sent it to him . When he came over, the smell was more bitter and stronger than before, Ning Zhiyu poured it all down without wrinkling his brows.

He quietly waited for the imaginary pain to come, but there was no response in his abdomen. Ning Zhiyu leaned against the head of the bed, put his palm on his abdomen, and pressed his hand down.

“Why…”

“Why do you do this to me, why…” What I

didn’t expect was that this action was really useful, and the pain in the abdomen was sharp. After Ning Zhiyu was stunned, she squeezed harder and harder. In his abdomen, he felt some blood gushing out between his legs, his lips were pale in pain, but his heart was very happy.

The Demon Venerable figured out, grabbed his wrist to stop him: “You can’t 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. Apart from the blood, there was no movement.

“How could this be…”

“How could this be…”

Seeing his flustered and dazed appearance, the Demon Venerable said in a low voice, “The fetus in your womb has inherited the magic power of my life, and in the mother’s womb, it will protect itself, and ordinary people , it can’t hurt them, including you.”

Ning Zhiyu murmured: “Evil… it really is a demon.”

“There are good and bad people, and the same is true for demons. If they are born, if you teach them well, you may not choose to choose. Evil.” Demon Venerable said sadly.

Ning Zhiyu turned around suddenly: “Don’t even think about it.” In the

past, a gentle, weak and timid person would show such a cold and hard side, and Ning Zhiyu was probably more pleasant to the servants in the palace than to him.

Demon Venerable knew in his heart that he was different from this human race, but as Demon Venerable, he couldn’t tolerate him being at a disadvantage all the time.

“When this deity respects the Zhenmo clan, there are some magic princesses who are willing to reproduce children for this deity. You think this deity really cherishes you .

”

In a word, Demon Venerable disappeared into the air.

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

After he fell asleep, a man in a black and red shirt appeared beside the bed, the Demon Venerable sat down quietly, his big palms slowly touched Ning Zhiyu’s slightly protruding abdomen, and there was a convergence of joy and excitement in his red pupils. Soon, however, those emotions were gone, replaced by gloom.

Humans and demons have different paths, and humans and demons have different paths. Ning Zhiyu hates him and their children, which is a normal reaction. In the past, how could he care about what a small human race thought of him, but now he can’t help but care.

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 every day how Ning Zhiyu lived, how to get along with his sweetheart, and how to be happy ,sad.

At first, he saw that Ning Zhiyu was sad and sad for Yan Yuan, and thought that this was a stupid human race. No one would be able to live without leaving. For the sake of the other party, he couldn’t eat, and he couldn’t sleep, and he was completely led by the nose.

Until one day, he suddenly began to care about what Ning Zhiyu did, and everything between him and Yan Yuan. I don’t know when it started. It was probably after the day when they had a love of fish and water, and then again. Or even earlier, when I saw Ning Zhiyu shed tears, I felt that this human race was somewhat pleasing to the eye.

[End of This Chapter]