Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 9

[Chapter 9 Snubbed]

“Master Han, it’s time for dinner, do you want to pass the meal?” The

night was getting dark, the door of the bedroom was lightly slammed three times, and the little eunuch’s deliberately lowered voice came from outside.

Xuanlong was sitting cross-legged on the bed to adjust his breath, opened his icy green eyes and looked out the door, and said, “When will Ayuan come?”

In this world, besides the queen, there is only this young master. , Xiao Dezi has been calm and composed from the initial panic and panic, but it took only a few days, but at this time, he is still a little guilty when talking about nonsense.

“The emperor has been tortured by state affairs recently, and he hasn’t rested for several nights.”

“Young Master Han, don’t blame the emperor. He really can’t get away.

” In addition to the court, day and night guarded the queen, almost never leaving, even the government was handled in the Luanfeng Hall, only Xuanlong was kept in the dark.

He feels ugly and doesn’t like to go out. He was like this when he was in the Millennium Ancient Pond.

After Yanyuan left with the dragon scales that day, Ben said that she would come to him at night, but did not fulfill her promise.

They have not seen each other for three days.

Xuanlong used to be alone and liked to be quiet. For him, three days should be a blink of an eye.

If you take a closer look, it may be the lovesickness that the human race said.

“I didn’t blame him.” Xuanlong said in a muffled voice.

The young man inside is mysterious, and he doesn’t know what he looks like, and his temperament is very boring. Yan Yuan ordered that no one see him.

“Master, do you want to pass the meal?” Xiao Dezi asked again with curiosity across the door.

The person inside seemed to cough a few times, and said hoarsely, “No need.” It

sounded like he was sick.

The emperor obviously didn’t pay attention to the people inside, otherwise he wouldn’t hide it and not give people a name. Xiao Dezi wanted to withdraw, but he couldn’t bear it, and asked a lot.

“Young Master, but you’re not feeling well? Do you want to pass on the imperial doctor?”

Xuanlong covered his mouth and coughed again, his palms covered the wound on his chest, he couldn’t help lying down, feeling a little better before he said.

“It’s alright, you can go.” The

scaled wound was only covered with white linen and grass, without any medicine. If it used to be, the wound could be healed by adjusting the breath with magic in a few days, but now it is useless.

Xuanlong has never been afraid of heaven and earth. If he can become an immortal, he will become an immortal. If he is unlucky, he will die. No one cares about him anyway.

It’s very different now.

He also began to be afraid, afraid that if he died, what would happen if Yan Yuan was left alone.

Mortal medicine is useless to him, he can only suffer.

at the same time.

Luanfeng Palace.

The dragon scales were used as medicine, and they were applied three times a day. After taking them for three days, Ning Zhiyu’s complexion was already quite rosy.

Zong Hua stood in front of the bed, bending over to check the pulse of the man on the bed through the silk handkerchief.

Yan Yuan didn’t dare to breathe too hard, she stood aside, stared at the young doctor’s face and asked, “How?”

After a while, Zong Hua withdrew his hand and cupped his hand: “If you go back to the emperor, the medicinal effect of this dragon scale is better than that of a minister. Even better than I imagined, the Queen’s pulse is getting more and more stable, and it may take less than 30 days to wake up.”

“So good, so good.” Yan Yuan was overjoyed and smiled. “It’s been hard work for the imperial physician these days.”

“When my Ayu recovers, I will reward you well.”

“This is a matter within the minister’s responsibility, and I dare not covet rewards.

” back off.

Yan Yuan sat down on the edge of the bed, took Ning Zhiyu’s hand, and suddenly remembered something: “Wait.”

Zong Hua turned around in confusion.

Yan Yuan: “Can Aiqing bring a good medicine for wounds?”

Zong Hua: “The emperor is injured?”

“No, if you bring it, you can hand it over to me.”

Yan Yuan has devoted herself to Ningzhi these few days. On the jade body, Xuanlong was completely left out. He just remembered the dragon that he had left in the side hall, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

Go back tonight and have to coax him well.

[End of This Chapter]