Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 77

[Chapter 77 Who is the loser]

The dragon scales are extremely hard and can be cut continuously with a knife. Only the blade is cut against the gap where the dragon scales grow and pulled out together with the flesh and blood.

According to what Xuanlong said, the tip of the knife was aimed at the dragon scales on Xuanlong’s back and pryed in. The moment the blade entered the flesh, Xuanlong’s body tensed up, and the cold blood flowed down the blade and landed on the blade. The little felt holding the dagger between the white tender fingers. “Chan… Young Master

Han… Bleeding…”

Cold sweat oozes from Xuanlong’s forehead, and he said dumbly, “Well.

”

It’s so easy to say, who knows it will bleed. Pulling out dragon scales is obviously like pulling out fingernails. If all the dragon scales on the back are pulled out, will they still be alive?

He grimaced.

“Minions, slaves don’t dare…”

“If the emperor knew about it, he would kill the minions.”

Xuanlong had a high fever when he woke up in the morning, and his body was weak. Stay, I just hope that the little eunuch will act soon.

” No.”

“He said it himself.”

“You hurry up… I’m a little tired.”

Why is he tired just after waking up? Why did the emperor pull out so many dragon scales, even for the sake of To save the queen, you don’t have to pull so much at once… Xiao Yuzi’s eyes were red, shaking her hands and starting the knife again.

“Young Master Han, if you can’t stand it anymore, just say it, the servant

should be lighter…” He started talking nonsense. Now that the knife has gone down, where is the severity, Xuanlong’s pain is blurred, and he also responds.

“Yeah.” The

dragon scales were cut off piece by piece, gradually filling up the small black lacquered wooden boxes prepared in advance. In the past, they were packed in wooden boxes the size of palms.

The dragon scales protecting Xuanlong’s back waist have been plucked out, and the skin lacking scales bluntly exposed tender red flesh. Accumulated into a pool.

Xuanlong was originally standing, but he couldn’t help but kneel and sit in a pool of blood on the ground. He didn’t make much noise the whole time, only breathing heavily, lying on the edge of the bed, and asked very lowly.

“How many more…”

Little felt like an executioner with blood on his hands, crying with tears on his face: “Young Master Han, only forty pieces have been drawn.”

“Forget it…that should be enough… ”

Xuanlong’s cheek rested on his forearm, perhaps because there was a lot of blood flow, it was a little cold, and he felt more and more sleepy, he urged inaudibly.

“…Hurry up, I can still hold on.”

“Young Master Han…” Xiao Yuzi cried and twitched.

When the hundred dragon scales were pulled out, Xuanlong was still conscious. He asked Xiao Feizi to find some gauze and wrapped his back around him. The liquid was soaked, and the dazzling begonia flowers formed into one piece, filling the entire thin back.

Xiao Yuzi said that he was going to find an imperial doctor, but was stopped by Xuanlong, so it was useless to go. Xuanlong climbed into the bed by himself, and was about to fall asleep when he touched the pillow. The little felt asked him if he wanted to have breakfast, and Xuanlong said he was not hungry.

With such a serious injury, where can I eat.

He used to be able to sleep on his stomach, but now that he was pregnant with a child, his belly was so big that he couldn’t lie on his stomach. Xuanlong was lying on his back on the bed, the bright yellow mattress under him was blooming dark red.

Xiao Yenzi has been in the palace for so many years, and he has seen some palace maids and eunuchs who made mistakes and were beaten to death by sticks. Getting more and more sad, he held Xuanlong’s pale wrist and shook it gently.

“Master Han, don’t scare the servants, don’t sleep…”

When the pain is so numb, I don’t feel anything, but I am very tired, very tired, I really want to stay asleep like this, leave all those hardships and pains in the world, and leave easily.

But now, not yet.

Xuanlong’s eyes were stunned, and his lips hardly moved when he spoke: “Don’t worry… I won’t die…”

At least before the child is born, before the Qule is safely sent out of the palace… No .

Yan Yuan went down to the Qiankun Palace, her face was as stinky as when she left, as if someone owed him hundreds of cities. Just as she was about to enter the door, the little eunuch came out from the door and knelt in front of him to block his way. , said in a hoarse voice.

“The servant sees the emperor. Long live the emperor. Long live the emperor.”

Yan Yuan lowered her eyes at Ni He and said coldly, “Get up.

” Hand the box to Yan Yuan.

“Your Majesty, Young Master Han asked the servant to hand this thing over to you.”

Chen Yan took the wooden box and presented it to Yan Yuan. Yan Yuan lifted the lid with Chen Yan’s hand, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

A strong cold fragrance permeated from the box, and the wooden box was piled up in a mess with ink-colored dragon scales. The roots of most of the dragon scales were still connected with jagged flesh and blood.

In the past, when Xuanlong handed over the dragon scales to Yan Yuan, they were all clean and tidy, but now he has lost his way, and has no ability to clean up the dragon scales with a single trick, so the bloody scales look incomparable. shocking.

Yan Yuan was so quick to speak out, but she never thought that Xuanlong would actually pull out a hundred dragon scales in a row, and her anger was replaced by anxiety. .

Xiao Yuzi didn’t know where the courage came from, and immediately moved his body to block him.

“Your Majesty… Young Master Han, he said he didn’t want to see you.”

Yan Yuan’s face turned black: “What did you say?”

Xiao Yuanzi’s eyes were sore: “Young Master Han said…he didn’t want to see you, and told you not to come looking for him in the future if you have nothing to do with it. You already have a queen, so some things are inappropriate after all.

” Said… the dragon scales have been handed over to you, please keep your promise.”

Yan Yuan sneered and nodded again and again: “Don’t want to see me? Okay, okay, okay, okay…”

“I don’t want to see me, I don’t see him very often. ”

If it wasn’t for Ayu, I wouldn’t even bother to look at him, such a lowly monster, give some color, but now I have opened a dye shop and put my nose on my face.”

Yan Yuan turned around and left, Chen Yan trotted after him. superior.

“Your Majesty, don’t be angry…”

“Go to the Luanfeng Palace!”

Anyway, he was too lazy to coax him since the dragon scales were already in his hands.

I really take myself seriously.

When the footsteps were far away, Little Felt raised her red eyes, and hurriedly got up and entered the temple gate.

Xuanlong was quiet when he was awake, and even more so when he fell asleep. His breathing was so weak that he seemed to be about to die. Xiao Yuzi was crying beside the bed, for fear that this person would leave quietly, then he could Big trouble.

But Xuanlong begged him like that, telling him to keep the emperor out of the door, saying that he didn’t want him to see his indecent appearance.

It’s all like this, what more is there to be decent, it’s clearly disheartened, and I don’t want to see him again.

If Xuanlong died like this, it might be a good thing, at least before he died, he didn’t see the person who hurt him the most, and walked quietly and peacefully.

Yan Yuan turned around the path of the palace wall and saw that she was at the gate of Luanfeng Palace. There was a man with a gloomy face at the opposite intersection. It was Yan Weiheng. He was not wearing a python robe today, wearing a black robe with narrow sleeves that the generals would run through, followed by a lieutenant general.

Although the eyebrows and eyes of the two brothers are somewhat similar, their appearance and temperament are quite different. Yan Weiheng’s every move is gloomy and cold.

Yan Yuan’s peach blossom eyes are as gentle as water, and with thick eyelashes, if he smiles, even monsters will be fascinated. Now he is in a tyrannical mood, his aura has subsided, and he is somewhat similar to Yan Weiheng. similar.

Yan Yuan gave him a cold look, and when she didn’t see it, she turned around and was about to enter the palace gate of Luanfeng Palace.

Yan Weiheng: “Your Majesty stay.”

Yan Yuan stopped, Yan Weiheng hurried over, knelt down behind him and saluted. Yan Yuan didn’t ask him to get up, so he knelt down, looked up at Yan Yuan’s back, and spoke lightly.

“One day has passed.”

Yan Yuan sneered and turned around: “I said it, you can’t think about it.”

“One million military powers are exchanged for one ban, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are in your hands, you can sit back and relax, the emperor, what reason do you have to refuse.” Yan Weiheng’s eyes darkened.

“Millions of military powers are the glory that I have bestowed upon you. Tens of thousands of people are my people. If I don’t agree, do you really want to rebel?” Yan Yuan sneered at the corner of her mouth and spoke slowly.

“Yan Weiheng, don’t forget, everything you have now is given to you. Empress Dowager Heng is still in the palace, and I am thinking of the kindness of raising her, and I will not treat her badly, but if you dare to give birth to something that shouldn’t be born again. If you have some thoughts, it is difficult for me to guarantee that I will do something that will make you regret it.”

Yan Weiheng’s hands that were hanging by his side slowly tightened.

When Yan Yuan turned around and entered the door, she heard a question with a strong emotion behind her.

“You don’t care about him at all… why are you imprisoning him?”

Yan Yuan laughed coldly: “This is not something you should care about.” After

a long time, the lieutenant behind him stood up and tugged at Yan Huanheng’s sleeve. : “My lord… let’s go.”

Three days passed in a flash.

In the afternoon, Yan Yuan summoned several ministers in the imperial study to discuss state affairs. After the end, she simply handled today’s memorial in the imperial study, preparing to return to Luanfeng Hall to accompany Ning Zhiyu for dinner after dark.

However, he couldn’t concentrate on dealing with things at all, and the rest of the time was fine. Once he was alone, he would always think of what happened a few days ago – Xuanlong dared to shut him out.

That was the first time.

Yan Yuan became furious when she thought about it. Originally, she would summon Xuanlong to the side hall of Luanfeng Hall to vent after Ning Zhiyu fell asleep overnight. He had endured not seeing that dragon for the past few days, deliberately neglected him, and even more so. Querce was not put back as agreed.

He wants to see, Xuanlong is so capable, he can’t tell, and in the end he doesn’t want to come over to beg him.

Who knew that it had been three days and there was still no movement from the Qiankun Palace, and he didn’t ask anyone to inquire. After all, he was angry, and whoever could not sit still would lose.

He’s not the one who loses.

In this relationship, he has always been the winner.

It was and will be.

When the sun was setting, Chen Yan came in from outside the palace with a cup of hot tea and gently placed it by Yan Yuan’s hand: “Your Majesty has been tired all afternoon, let’s have a cup of tea and take a break.”

Yan Yuan took a sip from the cup and immediately wrinkled. He raised his eyebrows and put down the cup: “It’s too hot, pour the cup and it’s cold.”

In fact, the temperature at the entrance is just right, neither too cold nor too hot, but now he urgently needs cold water to suppress the arrogance in his heart, otherwise the hot mood will be unbearable. Living.

At night, Yan Yuan finally finished the day’s affairs, got up and returned to her home. When he entered the door, the man was already sitting at the table waiting for him to have dinner, and there were sumptuous dishes on the table.

The candles flickered, the air was filled with unfamiliar incense, and the atmosphere was charming. The man sat with his back to Yan Yuan. He was wearing a black robe and his long hair was scattered behind him. Because Xuanlong had lost a lot of weight in recent months, he could see from behind. Go, very similar to Ning Zhiyu.

Yan Yuan was in a trance for a while, and she suspected that she had gone to the wrong place, until the man heard the footsteps and turned around, revealing Zhang Suya’s elegant face.

“A Yuan, you are here.”

Yan Yuan smiled and said, “Why do you suddenly wear black clothes today?”

[End of This Chapter]