Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 7

[Chapter 7 Only Yan Yuan]

During the period when Yan Yuan was not in the palace, the government was managed by the prime minister. Since he has returned to the palace, he will resume the early court.

After five watch, the sky was full of fish belly, and the eunuch whispered outside the bedroom to tell Yan Yuan that it was time to get up in the morning, Yan Yuan used to get up, and now she was sleeping soundly with Xuanlong, frowning and refusing to answer. The old eunuch outside.

He was only 19 years old, and although he was the ruler of the world, the child’s xinxing had not yet retreated.

In front of the courtiers, he has to be high above the ground and cover up his true emotions in order to be convincing, but in front of close people, he has always been too lazy to cover up.

Seeing that the people outside were in a hurry, Xuanlong gently touched Yanyuan’s hand wrapped around his waist: “Ayuan.”

The voice was mellow and gentle, completely different from Xuanlong’s icy appearance, and Yan Yuan was agitated to get up. Most of it was gone, but he didn’t even think about it. He opened his eyes reluctantly, clasped Xuanlong’s waist and pressed him tightly, and leaned in for a fanatical wet kiss.

Xuanlong suffered silently, and his ears were quietly dyed red. He always seemed a little dull in this regard, and he didn’t know how to respond. He was afraid that he would make a joke and make people laugh, so he simply did not respond. Yan Yuan did whatever she wanted. He cooperates.

The taste of kissing changed a bit. The temperature in the bedroom gradually increased. Yan Yuan’s hand slid down his naked body and stopped between the man’s legs: “Apo, I think…”

Xuan Long subconsciously separated his legs a little. Although he was still injured, he was still able to bear it.

There is a faint cold fragrance on his body, which seems to be innate, and it smells very comfortable. Yan Yuan has always been fascinated by Xuanlong’s body, and when he is in love, he smells that smell, which makes him even more out of control.

Yan Yuan’s eyes have changed, her fingers… omit…

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After the end, Yan Yuan hugged the man in her arms contentedly, but still refused to get up, he used to feel ‘Chun Xiao The days are high, and since then the king did not go to court early, it is too absurd. How can an emperor delay government affairs because of lust, and he will only know the beauty of it when he opens up.

In fact, Xuanlong is not the type he likes. He loves Ning Zhiyu deeply, loves him for his gentleness, and loves him for his soft temperament. He is not as strong as Xuanlong and does not need protection at all.

Ning Zhiyu is different. As the concubine of the prime minister, it is precisely because of his protection that he can spend the rest of his life in peace. Men always have a desire to protect the weak, and Ning Zhiyu was his lover in his previous life.

Yan Yuan had promised to be with Ning Zhiyu for the rest of her life, but now that she broke the precept, she often felt guilty, but she couldn’t control her happiness with Xuanlong, so he comforted himself that everything was just to achieve his goal.

Thinking of this, I felt a lot better, and the guilt was relieved a lot. He wrapped Xuanlong’s waist, looked at the handsome and indifferent side of the man and asked,

“Apo, why do you always wear a mask?”

“It’s too much of a hindrance. Come on, pick it up.”

Xuanlong paused, his voice a little hoarse because of the affair just now: “My face is ugly, it will scare you.”

“No.” Yan Yuan said and reached out to pick it up. The dark golden bronze mask on his face.

As soon as he touched it, Xuanlong clasped his wrist and turned his head to look at him quietly.

“Really not.” Yan Yuan assured.

Xuanlong looked at him for a moment, then turned his head to look at the bright yellow tent above. After a long time, he calmly said, “My mother doesn’t like me when I urinate, because I am ugly.”

“All beings in the world hate me when they see me. You don’t dislike me.”

“I’m afraid you won’t like me anymore when you see my true face.”

Yan Yuan did not expect that Xuanlong’s appearance was cold, but his heart was so sensitive. “I promise, no matter what you become, Apo is Apo, and my love for you will never change.”

Xuanlong couldn’t help but look at Yan Yuan, those peach blossom eyes were as warm as water, full of sincerity.

Yan Yuan slowly stretched out her hand, but he did not hide.

The dark gold mask engraved with ancient Sanskrit characters was finally taken off. Even though Yan Yuan was mentally prepared, she couldn’t help but gasp when she saw Xuanlong’s full face.

Just looking at the left side of his face, he was born heroic and cold, and the bridge of his nose is straight and straight, which is an excellent appearance. If he is a mortal, there must be many women in the boudoir waiting to line up to marry him. But the slap-sized scar on the skin on the right face was really terrifying, it was a raised purple red, and there were distorted growths like a centipede on it, which almost destroyed all aesthetics.

Yan Yuan didn’t feel ugly, he just felt the pain in his heart for no reason, as if his soul was torn apart, making him feel the urge to cry: “How could this happen?…”

“Maybe I did something wrong in my previous life. It left a mark on his face.” Compared with Yan Yuan, Xuan Long himself was very indifferent.

“Apo, I feel sorry for you.” Yan Yuan reached out and hugged the man.

Xuanlong bent his lips lightly, and said in a low voice, “If you don’t dislike it, I will have no fear.”

He doesn’t care about the rest of the people.

Only Yan Yuan.

After seeing it, Xuanlong put the mask back on, even if Yan Yuan didn’t mind it, he was afraid that the other party would get tired of looking at it for a long time.

Seeing that the sun outside was getting more and more savage, and it would be shameful to stand up again, Yan Yuan called the eunuchs outside to wait on her, put on the dragon robe, and confront the dragon in the Huangluo tent.

“Apo, I have to go to court. I’ll come back at noon to accompany you to have dinner.”

“Yeah.” A deep male voice came from the tent, which made the eunuch more and more curious, what kind of person could make Yan Yuan So obsessed, even Zaochao made a mistake, calling himself ‘me’ in front of him.

After putting on the dragon robe and crown, Yan Yuan was about to leave in a hurry. After walking a few steps, she stopped, turned around and said, “Apo, dragon scales…”

Ning Zhiyu’s body couldn’t wait for a day.

“I’ll give it to you at noon.” Thinking of the warmth just now, Xuanlong felt that the pain of pulling scales was nothing.

[End of This Chapter]