Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 95

[Chapter 95 Occasionally Weak]

Yan Yuan is reluctant to admit that she is soft-hearted, Ning Zhiyu is his lover, and now his lover is at stake, but he is soft-hearted to Xuanlong.

He hated his soft heart.

At this time, it is very easy to get Xuanlong’s heart. Just take a dagger and you can 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 Xuanlong’s appearance with whip marks, he felt very unbearable, and wanted to scold the prison officer for why he wanted to let Xuanlong die. People beat him so hard, and then he thought about it, so as to prove his determination to Xuanlong, he endured it.

If Xuanlong was afraid, he might hand over the inner core. What he didn’t expect was that this man was so stubborn and could endure such severe pain, but he was unwilling to hand over things.

He hated Xuanlong’s stubbornness, and he couldn’t do anything about the other party. It was just an expedient measure before he got the inner alchemy. Compared to death, that kind of curable pain was nothing.

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

The gloomy light of the fire danced between the candlesticks on the wall, and the cell was cold and empty. Most of the prisoners detained here were important prisoners of war from other countries or criminal courtiers. After a few executions a few months ago, there was no one left.

The guards in front of the palace moved very quickly. Not long after Xuanlong was dragged into the cell, they came out. One of them presented the pure black wooden box in his hand to Yan Yuan, which contained what he wanted.

Yan Yuan lifted her eyelids and looked at the wooden box. When she raised her hand to touch it, her fingertips retracted, and she retracted her hand and hung it by her side: “What’s wrong with him?

” I didn’t struggle much, I just hummed twice.”

Yan Yuan: “Go and invite Hua Jing.”

The flesh in her heart is only a thin piece, the size of a woman’s palm. After Yan Yuan returned to the Luanfeng Palace, the palace staff immediately followed the recipe of Zonghua and used it on Ning Zhiyu.

After a night of tossing, the sky was about to light up, and after taking the decoction, Ning Zhiyu’s tone was not as vague as before, but it was still very weak.

Yan Yuan heard that Ning Zhiyu jumped off by herself. He didn’t believe it, thinking that Qingmei had lied to shirk responsibility, and ordered the daring palace maid to be locked up and executed in the autumn.

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

Impossible…

It must be rainy and slippery, so I couldn’t stand firm. It’s all because he is too busy. He hasn’t cared much about him recently. Ayu must have missed him, so he ran to the Yuqing Pavilion alone to see the scenery.

Silly Ayu, what a beautiful scenery on a rainy day.

Yan Yuan held Ning Zhi and Pale’s hands with tears in her eyes: “…You said that you want to hold the hand of my son 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 shoved into the cell, and she was stunned when she saw the man on the ground. She walked over in disbelief, squatted down slowly, and with trembling fingertips lifted the man’s messy long hair, revealing Zhang Leng and pale face.

“Aaron…” The moment he opened his mouth, tears fell.

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 vicious attack on a pregnant person, not to mention that Xuanlong was still pregnant with that person’s child.

Hua Niang shed tears and imagined a pair of scissors, cut Xuanlong’s clothes adhering to the wound, and then sprinkled it with the best wound medicine she could have. It was scary enough to look at when he was wearing clothes, but when he took off his clothes, it was even more horrible to see. Apart from the injuries on his chest, the injuries on his lower limbs were the most serious. The two slender legs were covered with whip marks, with several deep streaks. Bone is visible.

Don’t the human race say that a husband and wife have a hundred days of kindness in one day? That person has had a love affair with Xuanlong, so how could he treat him like this after taking his body…

After taking the medicine, Hua Niang used her spiritual power to control the bandage. She carefully wrapped Xuanlong’s body, and then made a set of clean clothes for him to put on. After doing this, her meager spiritual power was running out.

It was too cold in this prison, Xuanlong was so weak, he couldn’t stand it, she gritted her teeth, dried the straw on the ground, and came out with a thick quilt. The overdraft of spiritual power made her face pale, and she had to go to the cell, looking through the iron bars to the two guards waiting outside.

“You… can you guys help me and carry him into the quilt.” The

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

“No.”

“The emperor ordered, just let him take a breath, and you are not allowed to serve delicious food and drink.”

Hua Niang’s eyes filled with tears, watching the two iron-faced guards pause for a while, then turned back in disappointment to Xuanlong’s side. She couldn’t move Xuanlong, so she had to wrap Xuanlong with a quilt. Although the straw under her body was barely drying, it was not as comfortable as a mattress.

Xuanlong’s injury was too severe, and the medicine for the trauma was not enough, and he had to take it orally. Hua Niang gently pinched Xuanlong’s cheek, forcing him to open his lips, and poured the medicine in the black porcelain vial little by little.

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

“Aaron…”

“You drink a little…you don’t want to die…”

Hua Niang sobbed lowly, hugged Xuanlong’s upper body in her arms, and whispered, “You think about the baby, okay?… “…”

“He hasn’t come out to see this world yet…”

I don’t know if I heard her words. After Hua Niang rambled, when she tried to pour the medicine into Xuanlong’s mouth, the latter’s throat moved slightly and swallowed a small part.

Any more and I can’t feed it.

Hua Niang’s daughter was waiting at home, she couldn’t stay here forever, and left at dawn.

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

Xuanlong rarely wakes up every day, and most of the time he is in a coma. Every time Yan Yuan comes, he catches up with him and falls asleep. The man huddles in a gray quilt, as if he is afraid of the cold.

Yan Yuan forcibly woke him up. Xuanlong’s consciousness was always unclear. Where should he be in pain? When he was awake, he was always in a cold sweat. It was better when he fell asleep. .

He sometimes recognizes Yan Yuan, sometimes sees Yan Yuan as Qu Le, and when he knows it is Yan Yuan, he ignores him. Xuanlong’s temperament is not ruthless, he just looks cold, but actually even curses. I can’t say anything, at most I don’t want to see him and hate him.

But that’s all in the past. When you’re really disheartened, you don’t even want to talk to that person. Some people express their sadness and anger by yelling and swearing, trying their best to hurt both sides, but when Xuanlong was so sad, he used to shut himself up, just like when he was a child.

Except when he was kicked out of the Dragon Clan, Xuanlong would not beg for mercy no matter how hard he was beaten by his mother. What really scared him was that his mother would never want him again, and he would no longer have a home.

After experiencing being abandoned by the clan, Xuanlong already knew that when his mother didn’t want him, it was useless to plead. 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 more humble than others, because even their close relatives are unwilling to love them, and they are unwilling to part with even a little soft-heartedness, let alone others.

Therefore, he would not beg Yan Yuan for mercy, nor would he tell the truth to Yan Yuan, and where the inner alchemy went, I am afraid it is not important to Yan Yuan at all. Yan Yuan only cares about whether he can take out the inner elixir and whether he can save his sweetheart.

As he once said…you’re nothing but a beast.

Maybe, maybe because he is a head demon, so he can never understand why a person can be so hypocritical and eloquent, and can deceive him painstakingly for another person, and go through the clouds with him, just to deceive his heart.

Yan Yuan didn’t understand Xuanlong’s desperation. He only knew that Xuanlong was always distant and cold when facing him. If he mistook him for Qule, Xuanlong would talk nonsense intermittently and occasionally laugh.

He could actually laugh. He hadn’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 stupid to compete with a dead demon, but he just couldn’t control his emotions. I like Xuanlong calling out the names of others and smiling so happily.

It was a joy from the bottom of her heart, and Yan Yuan could even imagine how leisurely and comfortable it would be if Xuanlong and the fox demon could really live together.

Xuanlong is willing to go with Yan Weiheng and live with Qule Le, but he has to try his best to escape from him. 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 squeezed Xuanlong’s cheek and told Xuanlong to shut up, and he was not allowed to call Qule’s name again. Xuanlong never called Yan Yuan in pain, and when he regarded him as Qule, It would be dazed to cry out in pain.

Xuanlong’s unfocused green eyes couldn’t keep track of Yan Yuan’s face, his sword brows were slightly twisted, and his voice was as low as a mosquito: “Qule…it hurts…”

Perhaps because Quele is one of the few people in this world who really cares about him, I don’t think he’s troublesome, I don’t think he’s picky when he’s pregnant, and I’ll do everything possible to treat him well, so it’s okay to show weakness occasionally.

If Querue was still there, he would definitely ask him where the pain was. Yan Yuan wouldn’t. With a gloomy expression, he lifted the quilt off Xuanlong’s body and ordered someone to use an iron chain to push Xuanlong to the wall. He insisted that he recognize the person before letting him go.

[End of This Chapter]