Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 18

[Chapter 18 Hot and Cold]

When you focus on doing something, you have little time to think about anything else.

It took Xuanlong five days to carve a small wooden figurine. During this period, apart from eating and sleeping, he carved wood, and there were many fine wounds on his fingertips. He was very serious, but the wooden figurine was not carefully carved. , less than one-tenth of Yan Yuan’s beauty.

Such items are naturally impossible to send.

Xuanlong silently put the little wooden figurine into an empty box in the hall, ready to re-carve a new one. He had to find a satisfactory one and send it to Yan Yuan, but it would definitely take many days.

He didn’t know why Yan Yuan had been angry for so long. Five days had passed, and it should be gone. If it were him, he would not be able to be angry for a day.

At noon, the palace servants brought the meals into the hall and placed them neatly on the round table. When they were about to go out, Xuanlong stopped Xiaodezi.

Xiao Dezi waved his hand and told the low-rank eunuchs to go out, turned to look at the man behind the mica screen, leaned down slightly and said, “What is your command, Mr. Han?”

Xuanlong said, “Ayuan, he…have you ever been with him ? What did you say?”

Xiao Dezi was like a bright mirror in his heart, but he said with a guise: “Young Master Han is raising a servant, how could the emperor have a heartfelt word with the servant.”

“The servant thinks that the emperor is busy again. , so I can’t come here for free.”

“If Young Master Han misses the emperor, why don’t the servants go over and report it?”

“No, I just ask casually.” Xuanlong knew that the emperor of the human race had a lot of opportunities, and it was impossible for him to face each other day and night.

Xu is too entangled, but only five days have passed, why can’t I sit still.

“If there’s nothing else to do, the servant will retire first, and you can eat while it’s hot.” Xiao Dezi said softly.

“Yeah.”

After Xiaodezi went out, Xuanlong sat down at the table. Instead of eating, he took out a jade pendant from his arms and rubbed it carefully in his hand.

The jade pendant was kept in the secret pocket on his chest. He would take it out and read it many times a day, but he was reluctant to hang it on his body, for fear of accidentally bumping it or losing it.

The simple and delicate pattern of the iris is the token of love that Yan Yuan gave him.

The so-called one-day absence is like three autumns, and after five days, it seems to have been a long time. When his thoughts were too turbulent, he looked at the jade pendant and remembered Yan Yuan’s affectionate smile that day, and the loneliness and anxiety in his heart would be replaced by a little sweetness.

Suddenly, Xuanlong suddenly remembered the name Yan Yuan had inadvertently called out in a dream early that morning. After lunch, when the palace servant came in to clean up, he asked, “Do you know who Ayu is?

” I was startled all of a sudden, and my head was spinning very fast… Isn’t this Ayu the queen’s nickname, only the emperor would call it that.

Where is the 80% revealing!

Little Dezi thought for a moment, and said to Xuanlong in the tent,

“Young Master Huihan, the servants don’t know.”

“But…a year ago, the emperor raised a jade-white snow fox named Ayu. I don’t know how to get lost, the emperor ordered people to search the entire palace and couldn’t find it, so I was sad for a long time.”

There was indeed a snow fox in the palace a year ago, and it was indeed lost, but it was Yan Yuan’s order. It was brought from the Western Regions to make Ning Zhiyu happy. Xuehu was born quietly and beautifully. Yan Yuan felt similar to Ning Zhiyu, so she continued to use the name Ayu.

The sad person was Ning Zhiyu, and seeing Ning Zhiyu sad, Yan Yuan was also saddened, so strictly speaking of Xiaodezi is not a lie, but at most sloppy. Although he is serving Hanbo now, he has not forgotten Who is his real master. In this way, even if Yan Yuan capsized in the gutter in the future, he could not be blamed.

Xuanlong fell into contemplation: “So it is.”

Tomorrow he will go to the snowy mountain to find another one to send to Yanyuan.

…

Dusk, Luanfeng Hall.

Zong Hua would come on time every day to diagnose Ning Zhiyu’s pulse, and today is no exception.

Ten days have passed since taking the dragon scales. Only the last of the 30 dragon scales is left, and it will be gone after tonight. However, Ning Zhiyu has no sign of waking up. Looking at the back of the imperial doctor, he said, “Didn’t you say that Ayu’s pulse is getting more and more stable? Why is he still awake?”

Zong Hua didn’t answer, and after a while he slowly retracted his hand from Ning Zhiyu’s wrist: The emperor’s words will be soon.”

“Continue to take the medicine according to the prescription, the dragon scale must not be cut off.”

Yan Yuan planned not to see Xuanlong again, but after hearing what he said, a anger rushed up in her heart: “Where are you going? Get so many dragon scales.”

“You quack doctor, can’t you find any other medicine that can heal Ayu except the dragon scales?”

Zong Hua turned to face Yan Yuan, bowed his head and said, “Fu Weichen is incompetent. , and also ask the emperor to convict.”

If there were other ways, Yan Yuan would not have spent a lot of time to deceive Xuanlong back to the palace. The scales are still to be taken.

These days, I was in a very anxious mood. While looking forward to Ning Zhiyu’s early awakening, I uncontrollably remembered Xuanlong who was left in the Qiankun Palace by himself.

He didn’t mean to be cold-faced to Xuanlong that day, he was self-loathing, and he was obviously playing on the scene, so how could he almost indulge in the gentle village?

He now only hopes that Ayu will recover sooner, so that he can make a clean break with Xuanlong.

“Forget it, you can step back.” Yan Yuan was finally discouraged and said weakly.

When the door of the hall was pushed open, Xuanlong was sitting on the beautiful couch by the window to carve a new wooden figurine. He looked up and saw that it was Yan Yuan who came in. With a flip of his palm, he subconsciously hid things.

Yan Yuan, dressed in a silver-white bamboo-patterned brocade robe, walked towards this side with a calm expression, but Xuanlong didn’t know how to react, so he didn’t move.

“How are you doing recently?” Yan Yuan stopped in front of Xuanlong and raised her hand to touch his unmasked left face.

Xuanlong’s Adam’s apple moved slightly: “It’s still good.”

“You don’t even ask me if I’m okay?” Yan Yuan said aggrieved.

Xuanlong looked at his stunning face, and was silent for a moment: “Are you doing well?”

“Not good.” Yan Yuan’s voice was dull, and it seemed that it was really bad.

Xuan Long’s heart clenched secretly: “Why?”

Yan Yuan leaned over and hugged him: “I miss you.”

Xuan Long was a little overwhelmed by the other party’s erratic behavior, and stayed in Yan Yuan’s arms without moving.

“What about you? Did you miss me?” Yan Yuan asked.

“Yeah.” Xuanlong replied.

Naturally there is.

Every day.

Yan Yuan hugged Xuanlong for a while and then let go, as if it wasn’t him who faced him with a cold face that day, she grabbed Xuanlong’s wide sleeves and looked around, her eyes turned around his waist, and finally stopped at his face.

“You seem to have lost some weight.”

During dinner, Yan Yuan kept preparing vegetables for Xuanlong, and the smell of oil rushed into her nose. Xuanlong’s face turned pale, and the tumbling of his stomach caused his eyebrows to twist slightly. Kitten was so eager, she silently picked up the food in the bowl and put it in her mouth, saying.

“Have you lost your temper?”

Yan Yuan was stunned and looked at the man beside her: “You know I’m used to getting up, I’m not targeting you.”

“Well.” Xuanlong nodded and said nothing.

“I’m sorry, next time I’m going to mess up again, you…you won’t let me in, okay?” Yan Yuan put down her chopsticks, held Xuanlong’s hand, and said softly.

[End of This Chapter]