The emperor is pregnant with my egg

The mighty, seemingly omnipotent dragon is sick. The winter solstice is a grand festival, and the meals are prepared more sumptuously than usual. But when it's meal time, Long Jin, who is resting on his bed, still refuses to get up: " You take Longxi to eat, I don't have much appetite."

The aroma of the food floated in. Seeing that he was not in good condition, Yan Qi said: "I have prepared a lot of your favorite dishes today, as well as a large bowl of dumplings, your favorite dumplings with shrimp meat and winter bamboo shoots, and a lot of mushroom soup. Don't you Eat something, and you will lose your strength."

The little dragon cub also bit his father's clothes with his two teeth, trying to drag Longjin to the eating place with his own strength.Although Father Long likes to tease him very much, Father Long is very generous to him when he is eating. When Long Xi is full, he can also be treated by Long Jin rubbing his belly to help him digest.

After all, it is the winter solstice, a festival that is very important to human beings. Longjin reluctantly pulled himself together and sat down at the table. Yan Qi picked up his habitual dish and chopsticks.

"Don't move if you feel uncomfortable, let me come today." Yan Qi chose the dishes that Longjin liked to eat on weekdays, and filled a bowl of refreshing and appetizing soup in a small soup bowl.

In just a blink of an eye, Long Jin leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and regained his composure. When he opened his eyes, he looked sharp and dangerous, but now with his eyelashes drooping, he looked as fragile as glass.

Yan Qi took the spoon and blew on the hot soup to warm it up, then handed it to Longjin, as if coaxing a cub: "Longjin, open your mouth, and drink the soup first."

Long Jin drank a spoonful, opened his eyes and took the soup bowl in his hand: "Don't bother, I'll do it myself."

He drank a bowl of soup in one gulp, and picked up a few pieces of braised pork that looked appetizing. The cook used the best pork belly, three parts fat and seven parts lean, and the fat part was stewed for a long time , It melts in the mouth with one bite, and it tastes not greasy at all.

Normally, Longjin could eat ten plates in one sitting, but today was obviously unusual, he only ate a few pieces, and turned around and vomited it all.

Long Jin's digestion ability is very strong, and he can digest food into residues in a short period of time, but this time what he vomited out was complete food, as if Long Jin was rejecting food all over his body.

"I don't have any appetite, I don't want to eat." Long Jin's expression was listless, even a blind man would feel that he was not in good condition when he heard this kind of movement.

Longjin is a purebred golden dragon, and his pulse is different from that of human beings. The problem cannot be solved by seeking an imperial doctor, but there are no Taoist priests or monks who are proficient in magicians in the palace. Seeing that he is suffering, Yan Qi stretched out his hand to help Longjin: Don't eat if you don't go down, I'll help you go back and rest."

"I'll do it myself." There was only a gust of wind in the dining place, and Long Jin lay down on his golden bed. He frowned slightly, and his handsome face had a kind of fragile and pitiful beauty.

Some people are born weak and pitiful, but those who are originally strong and tough are more likely to be pitied than the former when they become weak.At least the way the long-handed and long-legged man curled up made Yan Qi uncontrollably feel pity. He pressed his forehead to Tie Longjin's face. Fortunately, the temperature was cold and there was no fever.

The emperor looked at Longjin quietly for a while, and couldn't help but think of a way to relieve Jinlong's worries: "Why do you suddenly have a headache? Is there any way to relieve your pain? Do you want to go back to the valley where you live, where the aura is even stronger? abundant."

Longjin was really uncomfortable, his whole mind was in a mess, he would instinctively look for ways to make himself more comfortable, he immediately accepted Yan Qi's suggestion, and directly turned into a dragon shape on the bed to fly out.

The little dragon cub jumped out from his original stone nest, and his two little claws grabbed the dragon scales on his father's body. Yan Qi subconsciously grabbed the cub, and his whole body also lay on Longjin's body.

That is, in the blink of an eye, Long Jin had already broken the window and flew out. He flew so high and fast that ordinary human beings could only see afterimages but not his whole picture.

Because it was too fast, Yan Qi's posture was not right. Although he tried his best to hang on Long Jin's body, most of his body was still hanging in the air, and his two hands supported his whole body. The sharp dragon scales cut the hand.

The dragon cub is not careful enough. It stayed on the broad dragon's back and didn't notice this dangerous scene at all.

When entering the valley, Yan Qi felt that he was hit for a while, as if something blocked him from the outside, he let go of his conditioned reflex, and fell straight into the clouds. When he fell, Yan Qi was finally shocked Call out: "Longjin!"

Fortunately, Longjin sensed something was wrong, and grabbed Yan Qi's slender waist in time before the emperor was smashed to pieces, and no tragedy happened.Although his head hurts badly, he still remembers that the emperor is "delicate and weak", and he can't bite his head directly, nor can he just hold his neck casually.

After entering Longjin's territory, Longxi was thrown by Longjin to Hongfeng who had nothing to do: "You take good care of it."

The injured little emperor was carried into his original nest by the golden dragon. He would come to clean the cave every now and then. Despite the waterfall outside, the inside of the cave was still warm and dry.

Returning to a place he was familiar with and full of aura, Longjin's headaches were relieved a lot. He didn't transform into a human form, but shrunk his body. A scale-covered dragon claw gently held the emperor's bloody hand, bringing Gently licking the wound with a very small barbed tongue.Being in poor condition did not affect Dragon Saliva's ability to heal, and Yan Qi's injury healed quickly as usual.

After finishing this movement, Long Jin didn't say anything, he coiled up in a circle and began to close his eyes and meditate. After a while, the dragon shape changed into a black-haired human shape, with no hair on his upper body, and only one on his sky-defying long legs. Golden obscene pants.

Yan Qi walked over, he didn't force Long Jin to talk to him, because for the current Jin Long, saying a word may feel exhausting.

What is it that caused Longjin to have a headache?Is it because of that national teacher Xie Xuanyuan?It's just a name, so it doesn't have such great power.Yan Qi secretly made up his mind to use all his energy to find out about Xie Xuanyuan, but that would have to wait until he returned to the palace. What he has to do and can do now is to try his best to relieve Longjin's headache.

Thinking like this, Yan Qi stretched out his hands and tried to help Long Jin press the temples on both sides of his forehead, but just as his fingers touched Long Jin, the latter opened his eyes and clamped his hands forcefully.

Yan Qi has never seen Longjin showing such a beastly side, even if it is an unsheathed sharp sword, the cold light is extremely dangerous.

He felt that the bones of his hand were about to be crushed, but Yan Qi didn't cry out for pain, but said in a very gentle and firm tone: "When I have a headache, it will make me feel better if I press it, try it first?"

Long Jin acquiesced to his action, but regrettably, the effect was not obvious enough. Yan Qi gave up Jinlong's temple and tried to press other acupuncture points, but his elbows were sore from pressing, and he was about to take a rest At that moment, the silent, strong young man suddenly rolled over and fell down like a mountain.

This time was very different from the past, Longjin was full of aggression, and his movements were not gentle and considerate at all. With a click, Yan Qi's already painful hand tingled sharply.

Yan Qi suspects that the other party is not sober enough, and may even regard himself as an enemy: "Long Jin, who am I?"

He sounded a little aggrieved, which aroused Long Jin's rationality a little, and stared at Yan Qi with messy black hair for a long while, Jin Long said in a hoarse voice, "You are the emperor."

Yan Qi was obviously dissatisfied with this answer: "Which country and generation of emperor am I, say my name."

Jinlong's golden vertical pupils hesitated slightly: "You are... Yan Qi."

Yan Qi was satisfied, and actively hooked Long Jin's neck with his weak hand because of the fracture: "Yes, I am Yan Qi, don't think of me as someone else."

For Longjin, this action was nothing more than an invitation signal. In the cave, for a long time to come, no one could speak a complete sentence. For the first time, the young emperor understood what it means to be stimulated to aphasia .

He was like a juicy orange that was peeled and boned, the orange turned into orange juice, the whole person was roughly dismantled and reassembled, and he completely lost the ability to think.

The feeling that the soul is completely dominated by the other party is too scary and trembling. What really makes Yan Qi feel the scariest is that he finds that he likes this kind of feeling that is not gentle enough and makes the scalp tingle.

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