Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 41

[Chapter 41 Leave]

When a person wants to leave, the other person cannot stay.

Not to mention that Xuanlong is a monster whose head can go up to the sky.

Yan Yuan couldn’t tell whether she was anxious that Ning Zhiyu would lose Yaoyin or could not give up Xuanlong. In short, he just didn’t want to let Xuanlong leave him, as long as he thought that this man would disappear completely in his life. , he was all messed up.

The dignified generation of emperors cried very indecently at this time, the thick eyelashes were glued together by tears, the peach blossom eyes were occupied by despair, and they chased after and grabbed Xuanlong’s sleeves.

“Apo… don’t go. Don’t go.”

“I really knew I was wrong, I shouldn’t lie to you.”

“If you care about your name, I will make you a concubine, how about that?”

“Imperial concubine . It’s just like the Queen, didn’t we agree, we agreed to stay together forever.”

“You are not allowed to go… I forbid you to go.”

Xuanlong was dragged and had to turn to look at Yan Yuan, This man was much taller than himself, and he was crying like a child, with tears streaming down his suet jade-like face. He really had no image at all.

Xuanlong looked away, lowered his eyes and said, “You know I…don’t care about that.”

Yan Yuan said hoarsely, “I know you don’t care, but don’t you like me?”

“Then we will continue to be together. Ah…you don’t want to leave me, if you leave, tell me what to do in the future.”

Xuanlong refused to look at him: “You already have a queen.”

“That’s different…you are different from him, you are different from him. The…” Yan Yuan bent over to grab Xuanlong’s hand.

Xuanlong turned slightly to the side, avoiding Yan Yuan’s touch.

… is indeed different.

Yan Yuan treats his queen with sincere love, but treats him only by deceiving, demanding, and using.

“Apo…” Yan Yuan stood up stiffly.

With such a fragile expression in front of him, Xuanlong couldn’t help but feel sad, but perhaps because his heart was too small, and his eyes couldn’t hold sand, he couldn’t pretend to be anything after going through those things. It never happened.

Even if Yan Yuan loved him, he couldn’t share his love with others.

What’s more, Yan Yuan doesn’t love him.

The wind from outside the window poured into the hall and brushed Xuanlong’s face. His long hair hanging in front of him moved slightly, and blood dripped from his left sleeve robe, hitting the dark wooden floor.

“This is the end of the matter… Let’s forget it.”

Yan Yuan choked up: “It can’t be counted, how can it be counted?”

“You promised me, you once said that no matter how much wrong I make in the future, No matter how bad you are, you will forgive me once, how can you break your promise?”

“You can’t say anything…you can’t lie to me.”

Xuanlong: “…you break your promise first.”

You lied to me first .

It is to introduce the token of love I gave you to others as medicine.

His most precious thoughts were trampled under his feet by this person…

The place he once longed for became a sad place, Xuanlong didn’t want to stay any longer, he turned around mechanically, his eyes swept over the furniture, ornaments in the hall, and saw Looking at those familiar things, his eyes were as dim as a pool of green stagnant water, and there was no light at all.

He foolishly thought that where Yan Yuan was there, there would be a place for him to live.

It was also wrong.

So far, he is alone.

Only the dark, thousand-year-old ancient lake could stay with him.

Time to leave.

Xuanlong raised his legs to leave, but Yan Yuan was afraid that he would disappear if he walked like before, so she rushed up and hugged him from behind, but she refused to let go, crying so much that her whole body trembled.

“Apo…Apo…”

“Don’t go…”

“You are not allowed to leave me, you are not allowed to leave me…”

Xuanlong didn’t hesitate any longer, he used some spiritual power in his hand, and easily removed Yan Yuan’s She broke free, and Yan Yuan fell to the ground, hugging Xuanlong’s legs.

“You are not allowed to go…” “You are not

allowed to go…”

He cried so pitifully, as if he was really reluctant to let go of Xuanlong, Xuanlong was at a loss for a moment, and finally bent down and wiped Yan Yuan’s fingertips. face, said hoarsely.

“You’re no longer a child.”

“In the future, don’t cry like this again.”

Yan Yuan took the opportunity to grab Xuanlong’s hand, that is, at this moment, Xuanlong saw a blue light flashing in Yanyuan’s palm, and then the palm slowly A light blue iris blossomed, like the wings of a butterfly, so lifelike that Xuanlong was stunned.

He held Yan Yuan’s hand in a daze, staring at his palm.

A memory that was so faint that it was about to disappear gradually reappeared in his mind…

Nearly ten thousand years ago, his mother cut off the dragon’s horn and expelled him from the dragon clan. Before going down the mountain, he passed out on the way.

The rain that day was so heavy that it hit his weak body mercilessly, so that after he fell, he could not get up again.

He thought he was going to die.

Just when he was about to fall into a coma, an indistinct figure appeared in the rain… The man was dressed in white, holding an oil-paper umbrella with ink colors, and walked towards him on the muddy mountain road.

He was so badly injured that, aside from the broken angle, there were bloody welts all over his body, so that no matter how hard he tried to open his eyes, he couldn’t see the man’s face.

I just remember that the man squatted down in front of him, his slender hand gently touched his head, the man’s voice was very gentle, it made him feel warm in the majestic rain, the man said: Xiaolong, don’t be afraid, I don’t. will hurt you.

He saw that blue light flashed in the man’s hand, and there was a light blue iris flower in the palm, which perfectly blended with the skin, as if it was born, and it was very beautiful.

That was the last memory he had before he passed out. When he woke up again, it was raining and the weather was fine. The wounds on his body had already been bandaged. Although the herbs that the man put on him were useless, they managed to stop the bleeding, allowing him to survive. go down.

The beautiful oil-paper umbrella was left behind to block his curled body to protect him from the wind and rain all night.

At that time, he was too weak and did not have the ability to protect himself. After leaving the Dragon Clan, he was almost caught by Taoist priests for cramps and skinned several times. He finally found a thousand-year-old ancient pool as a shelter. A hundred years have passed.

He tried to use the smell on the oil-paper umbrella to find the human race who saved his life to repay his kindness, but after failing many times, he knew that the person was no longer alive.

In ten thousand years, the dynasties on earth have changed countless times, and the long river of time has passed slowly, enough to forget many things, but some things will never be forgotten.

For example, the light blue iris in the palm of Yan Yuan’s palm is exactly the same as the person who saved his life in the past… Xuanlong took a look and recognized it.

Yan Yuanyuan was still crying. Seeing Xuanlong staring at her palm in a daze, she leaned over to look at it. He was stunned when he saw it.

Yan Yuan withdrew her hand, sat up on the ground, and rubbed the petals in the palm of her right hand with her thumb, but the iris was melted into the skin and could not be rubbed off at all, he said blankly.

“What is this…”

Xuanlong stared at Yan Yuan in a trance. He was wearing a white ink cloud pattern robe, and he was very beautiful. Those peach eyes were pitifully red… Beauty was beautiful, but his face was not masculine. The heroic spirit it should be, a strand of ink hair hangs down in front of the forehead, full of extravagance, perhaps because the skin is too white, and the cheeks and nose turn red when crying, like being wronged by the sky.

This is his lover.

He was the one who saved his life.

It turns out that fate is not just wanton tricks, but somewhere…all have certain numbers.

Yan Yuan in the previous life saved his life and planted karma. He didn’t repay his kindness. Now, is he going to use this method to repay…

“Apo…what is this?” Yan Yuan looked at Xuanlong.

Before today, this iris imprint had never appeared on his hand, so he subconsciously thought it was related to Xuanlong.

Xuanlong shook his head and stood up.

He didn’t know why this flower appeared on Yan Yuan’s hand, but it was probably like the ugly birthmark on his face, which was imprinted on his soul and would be carried in reincarnation. Some people have done something wrong in their previous life and deserve this punishment, so they leave a shameful scar, while some people have done good deeds, and they leave a beautiful iris flower when they should be recognized at a critical moment.

Xuan Long thought that Yan Yuan should be the latter.

From this point of view, what this person did to him before was nothing, but he deceived him a lot of dragon scales and took away a bit of his sincerity. If this person hadn’t reached out to save him, he would not be standing here now. The cold pool.

Cold pool… cold pool.

It’s a really nice name.

If there is no Yan Yuan, he may not even have a name, living in this world, like a wandering soul without roots, no living creature is willing to take a look.

That’s enough… that’s enough …

It’s time to be content…

Xuanlong turned around, the sky was getting dark outside, night was approaching, and there was no time to light the wax in the hall. Couldn’t help but call out to him.

“Apo…”

“I’m leaving.” Xuanlong said in a low voice, without turning his head.

He hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say something to Yan Yuan, telling him to take care of himself, but then he thought, as Yan Yuan, as an emperor, there are many people in the palace to serve, why should he be worried.

So walking forward, the figure disappeared in the hall.

Yan Yuan got up, took a few steps forward in a hurry, and called out without giving up: “Apo…Apo…”

The dragon really left.

The hall was empty, and he was the only one, and there was no shadow at all.

“Apo!! Apo!!”

“Apo!!!!—”

Yan Yuan stumbled around in the hall like a headless fly, shouting Xuanlong’s name, imagining that he would hear her own voice as before. appears.

But not this time.

Xuanlong left.

angry with him.

Won’t be back.

Yan Yuan fell to the ground, tears welling in her eyes. Tai Teng outside the hall heard his heart-piercing shouts, and anxiously knocked on the door to ask him what was wrong, but Yan Yuan couldn’t hear anything.

He was thinking, why did Xuanlong leave?

Maybe it’s because he treats him too badly… It doesn’t seem to be very good. He always bullies Xuanlong, bullying him on the bed, and bullying him under the bed, knowing that the stupid dragon is not what he said. That kind of sluggish pain, not really afraid of pain, but just pretending not to know, relying on his sullen temperament and not screaming pain, he can toss him vigorously.

Anyway, he is a demon, or a demon with ten thousand years of Taoism, and he will not die if he suffers some minor injuries.

But demons can also bleed, and they are also afraid of pain… Just now Xuanlong bleeds a lot of blood.

This was the first time Yan Yuan saw Xuanlong pull so many scales. In the past, he didn’t let himself see it… Then when he didn’t see it, how much blood did Xuanlong bleed and how much pain he endured alone.

No wonder he was leaving.

Treat him too badly.

[End of This Chapter]