Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 1

[Chapter 1 Dragon Heart can cure all diseases]

Thousands of years later. world.

“A bunch of rubbish! I can’t even diagnose what sickness my queen has! What do I want you to do!!” Inside the

Luanfeng Hall, a young emperor in a red and gold wedding gown slapped the edge of the bed angrily, and knelt down while pointing at Wuyao. The imperial physicians all over the place scolded.

“Your Majesty… ministers, ministers, etc. are terrified…” The imperial physicians pressed their foreheads to the ground, shivering and wailing.

“Frightened, frightened, frightened! You all know fright! My branches and jade are so ill, and you are still frightened! If you can’t think of a way to save him, all of you will pluck your heads!” The

emperor’s eyes were red, and he shouted After that, he fell down on the edge of the bed with all his strength. When the peach blossom eyes touched the unconscious man on the bed, his gaze changed from anger to softness. His slender fingers touched the man’s jade-like face with pity, and endless pain flashed in his eyes.

Behind the red brocade tent, the man was also dressed in a red wedding robe, with golden silk coiled phoenix on the robe, which made his waist weak and his face pale.

Ning Zhiyu, the son of the Prime Minister of the Dynasty.

As his name suggests, he is quiet and dignified, and his appearance is like a clear breeze and bright moon. Since meeting him in the Prime Minister’s Mansion a few years ago, Yan Yuan has fallen in love with him deeply. Since then, he has been obsessed with him as a treasure in the palm of his hand. Now, if you put it in your mouth, it will melt. It is the baby of the baby.

After Yan Yuan finally got her wish to marry her sweetheart, it was today.

What no one could have imagined was that on the night of the big wedding, Ning Zhiyu had a serious illness and was dying. There were hundreds of imperial doctors in the imperial hospital, but no one could diagnose what disease he was suffering from.

The huge palace was silent, and when everyone was in danger, a young imperial doctor in a scarlet crane official robe walked out of the crowd and knelt ten steps away from Yan Yuan.

“Your Majesty, I have a method, maybe you can try it.”

“Speak.” Yan Yuan cast her eyes on him eagerly, her voice heavy.

The young imperial doctor raised his head, his red lips slightly parted, and he said with a light smile:

“Outside Chang’an City, at the foot of Jinghua Mountain, there is a thousand-year-old ancient lake with a mysterious dragon in it.”

“Dragon Heart can be used as medicine to cure all diseases.”

“Dragon Heart?” Yan Yuan frowned. “How to get it.”

“Chang’an City has many warlocks who cultivate immortals. Your Majesty can ask them for help.” The imperial physician said.

Yan Yuan pondered for a moment: “Tomorrow, I will take someone in person, and I will definitely bring back that dragon heart…” He firmly held Ning Zhiyu’s hand hanging on the edge of the bed: “Save my Ayu.”

[End of This Chapter]