Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 37

[Chapter thirty-seven is nothing]

There was only a single bed in the house, and the two demons could only squeeze each other. Qu Le was still angry with Xuanlong and refused to talk to him. When Xuanlong fell asleep, he gently walked to the bed, sure Looking at the heroic and extraordinary face, he touched the bed.

At first, I didn’t dare to get too close. My heart was pounding like it was about to fly out of my chest. Querle never knew that she would be so innocent, but she was so happy that she stayed under the same roof with another creature. Get closer.

Xuanlong’s body was so warm that he could feel the body temperature from half an inch away. Querle finally couldn’t help it. He carefully wrapped himself around his waist and put himself on it.

It was as comfortable as sleeping with my brother in my arms.

But it seems a little different from that feeling, and he doesn’t quite understand the specific difference.

Xuanlong was injured and slept very deeply. He didn’t know that this little fox secretly used him as a tool for heating. Qule was taller than Xuanlong, and his arms were slender enough to wrap him in his arms.

Qu Le nodded on Xuanlong’s high nose and frowned: “You stupid dragon, don’t listen to the young master, don’t cry to the young master then.”

“…”

Naturally, he didn’t get a response.

The next day, before dawn, the queer music started, and went to the mountains to hunt pheasants and hares. Xuanlong was pregnant and had not recovered from his serious injuries.

The chicken was simmered into soup, and the rabbit was roasted until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. When Xuanlong woke up, he smelled the fragrance. He went out looking for the smell. Querle was in the yard, and a pile of firewood was burning. The fire was on the shelf Roasted rabbit meat, next to a red-hot stove, on which soup is simmering in a crock pot, making a rumbling sound, and steam is constantly emitting.

Qu Le, dressed in a splendid blue robe, sat on the ground without raising her head: “Awake?”

“En.” Xuanlong replied.

“Go in and sit down for a while, and dinner will be served right away.”

Xuanlong stood still, waiting for Querle to finish his breakfast, and followed behind him and went in with him.

Quercus poured the chicken broth from the crock into a large white bowl, while the roasted rabbit was cut into pieces with a knife and placed on a plate. He has been in the market for longer than Xuanlong, and naturally he knows more about the world than Xuanlong.

These bowls and plates were all picked up from the place where my brother was in the restaurant to dispose of waste products. They were all broken bowls with holes. They didn’t affect the use, but they were not very beautiful. For them, it was good to hold things. Yes, after my brother was gone, I was reluctant to throw it away. Every piece was filled with memories.

Qu Le scooped a big chicken leg into a small bowl with a spoon, added another spoon of soup, and pushed it in front of Xuan Long: “Let’s eat.”

He had no expression on his face, but Xuan Long could sense his kindness. Le and Yan Yuan are a bit similar, they are awkward and both like to be sullen.

“Thanks to you.” Xuanlong responded and reached out to take it.

Querle snorted, lowered his head to drink the soup, and the nine snow-white tails behind him showed their original shape, hanging on the ground and wagging leisurely.

He was spoiled by his elder brother since he was a child. He is somewhat temperamental and likes to be coaxed by others. He doesn’t despise the creatures beside him. Only coaxing him can work if he is deceptive, but this stupid dragon will not Coaxing people, Querle wanted to talk to him, but couldn’t hold back, so the meal ended quietly, almost hurting him.

When Querle got up to clean up the table, Xuanlong spoke, and he whispered, “I’m going back.”

“Where to go?” Querle looked up at him.

Xuanlong: “Chang’an.”

Qu Le’s face turned cold: “You want to go back to that human race?”

Xuanlong pursed his lips, but did not answer his words: “You don’t want to kill again.”

“Dirty your hands for those people. It’s not worth it.”

Querue was still holding a light blue rag in his hand, his chest heaved a few times, his beautiful face leaking evil spirits, he suddenly threw the rag on the table and sneered: “Shut your shit. What, you are my little master, do I need you to take care of me?”

“…”

“I’m not qualified to take care of you.” Xuanlong was silent for a long time.

It’s just that Querle’s life experience is pitiful. They have an intersection, and he takes care of himself like this, which is somewhat uneasy.

Before I saw him, I thought it was an evil spirit who didn’t understand spirituality, so he started killing like that. After understanding it, I realized that there were difficulties and reasons for it.

It is naturally unbearable to let him start again.

Only to persuade him to do good.

For Yanyuan, but also for Querue.

“Then what are you talking about? Whether I kill people, whether I cultivate goodness or not, do I have anything to do with you? To put it bluntly, it is for your beloved human race, so that you can complete the task, and then go back and continue with him and the beautiful land. Let’s go on, right?”

Xuanlong frowned slightly: “No…”

“Obviously! You and I just met by chance, if it wasn’t for this, why would you worry so much about me?!” Flushed, he turned his back to Xuanlong, unwilling to let him see through his emotions.

Xuanlong looked at his back and said in a low voice, “Querle, I don’t want you to fall into the devil’s way.”

Qule was startled, his eyes suddenly warmed up, he understood why sleeping with Xuanlong in his arms was different from his brother’s, because with Brother that is family affection, and with Xuanlong… He seems to like this stupid dragon.

Qule sniffed, held back her enthusiasm, and said angrily: “Hmph, don’t say that there are some, if you have the ability, go back and tell the human race that you failed to complete the task, and see if he will give it to you. You look good.”

“If you have no value for him, will he abandon you like a shoe or continue to treat you as a treasure.”

Xuanlong’s throat tightened, and he said in a low voice, “…he won’t. .”

Qu Le turned to look at him expressionlessly: “Will you know if you try it?”

That afternoon, Xuanlong embarked on his way back to Chang’an.

The sky was raining heavily, and it was as gloomy as evening. Xuanlong thought about what Que Le could say, and flew very fast in the air, his destination was the imperial city.

Xuanlong didn’t dare to think about that answer. He had to go to Yan Yuan to verify that if there was no use value, he would abandon him.

can you.

Probably not, after all, he was so kind to him, he would hug him and say he liked him over and over again, he would give him medicine, and he would prepare fresh fish cakes for him before leaving.

No one has ever treated him like that.

If those good intentions are all fake… Xuanlong is subconscious and doesn’t want to think about it any longer.

It took three days to go, and only one and a half days to return. He used up too much spiritual energy, and there was very little left. He had to keep it for the child in his belly. Xuanlong didn’t dare to waste any more, even the rain cover art. Unwilling to make it, I was soaked by the rainstorm for several consecutive days. When I arrived at the imperial city, the rain stopped, and there was a beautiful rainbow in the sky.

When Xuanlong disappeared and passed by the clothes washing station, he heard a few palace maids who were doing laundry mention Yan Yuan, and fell to the ground, listening silently.

The two little palace maids felt nothing but a gust of wind on their cheeks.

“Hey, have you heard of it? Recently, a state of Fanbang paid tribute to the emperor. The king of Fanbang knew that the emperor liked men, and he chose men whose bones were more beautiful than women’s. I heard… It’s much prettier than the Empress.” The blue-clothed melon-faced little palace maid on the left leaned over and whispered to the blue-clothed, round-faced little palace maid on the right.

“What’s the use of that, the emperor and the queen’s concubine are deeply in love, and they agreed to be a couple for the rest of their lives. How can the emperor look down on other people? In the eyes of the emperor, they are all… they are all in name only.” The palace maid stammered and used the new words she had recently learned, her eyes full of envy.

[End of This Chapter]