Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

Sweet

Bai Yuhu was extremely aggrieved, he had never been subjected to such a shame and humiliation, thinking that his majesty's favorite pet was treated like that by a thief.

Bai Yuhu fluttered her wings and flew towards His Majesty's palm. She was so wronged that she shook her wings and dropped two white hairs: "I beg you——" Woohoo, Your Majesty, the hairs of your favorite pet have all been plucked out Now, you have to make the decision for me, go kill that person!

Xu Huaiqing quickly picked up the two hairs that Bai Yuhu had shed, feeling helpless and funny in his heart, Bai Yuhu's hair loss was too serious, every time he would hide the lost hairs, it was very dangerous not to let Bai Yuhu know It is a bird that loves bald hair.

Xu Huaiqing heard Bai Yuhu's grievances, but he didn't know why. Song Yan's crimes were superb and did not leave any traces on the bird, so he thought it must be because Bai Yuhu understood his good intentions and knew that he was bald.

So he followed Bai Yuhu's affectionate thoughts and comforted him: "What a beautiful bird! Look at the smooth white feathers, blue feathers, and purple feathers. I have never seen such beautiful colors on other birds. Again Look at this beautiful long tail, long and curled up, and those glazed eyes, there is no other bird as beautiful as you."

Bai Yuhu was so blown dizzy that he wanted to be intoxicated in the gentleness all the time, unwilling to wake up.

God, its Majesty is the best in the world!

Xu Huaiqing was relieved to see Bai Yuhu being soothed.

A fragrant but cloying aroma hit, Song Yan seemed to realize something after being a little slow. taste.

Song Yan blinked her eyes, her black eyes turned golden, and looking again, the palace was surrounded by purple air, and His Majesty, who was in the center, was like a small whirlpool, where the purple air was so dense that it was almost impossible to see clearly The faces of the people in it.

Song Yan was taken aback, the golden pupil color that appeared also disappeared into black, and the purple air around her was no longer visible.

No wonder it is so fragrant, it turned out to be the purple qi that enveloped the body of the emperor in the world. To him, the current purple qi is like jewels to a dragon, like a flat peach handed to his mouth.

For a moment, Song Yan thought of all kinds of delicacies she had eaten, and Donghai recipes came to mind.

The aroma lingering in the nose was pervasive, as if a layer of sweetness had gathered on him, enveloping him layer by layer.Song Yan's heart moved for a moment, not to mention anything else, he couldn't bear to look away just because Ziqi could quickly restore his previous strength and even improve him to a higher level.

Not to mention that this emperor is so... sweet.With a cold sweetness.

Song Yan thought in a concealed way, with Ziqi, he would not have to suffer from lack of strength and have to stay in the world in vain and submissive, when the time comes, the sky will be high and let the dragon fly.

But if it wasn't Song Da's family who made false claims, but spent time with His Majesty in front of him, thinking about it, Song Yan felt that it would not be so unacceptable to stay in a place where mortals gather.

The pupils turned black, and Zi Qi was no longer visible. Song Yan recalled the rich scene she had just seen, and finally realized that Xu Huaiqing's emperor's life was unexpectedly strong.

According to the human world, with Xu Huaiqing's purple energy gathering power, he can be regarded as an emperor who is rare in tens of thousands of years, born with the emperor's destiny.If it is said that in his distant time, there was no Xu Huaiqing, let alone now.

Song Yan felt strange, and immediately looked at Xu Huaiqing openly.

Suddenly, a burst of breath came from his chest, Xu Huaiqing's expression did not change, he coughed skillfully with a handkerchief, the heart-piercing sound shook Baiyuhu, its hair exploded out and then slowly fell flat, He looked at his master worriedly.

In its little bird's mind, it realized that the master seemed to be running out of time. The most serious time was when the divine doctor of the Imperial Hospital stabbed His Majesty into a hedgehog with a needle in his hand, only to save his life.

Now this frightening hemoptysis has become more and more common, the white veil is not good-looking when it is stained with blood, so His Majesty abandoned his favorite white veil and replaced it with a black veil, in front of others, he always bears it for fear of others worrying, Only now that even the servants in the hall have been sent back outside the hall can they feel at ease coughing.

Xu Huaiqing's internal organs were uncomfortable, but at least he had adapted to it for several years, so it was not difficult to bear, but before he could recover, a hot current came from behind, blowing warmly like a spring breeze towards the displaced internal organs, throat The itching in the room seemed to be calmed down.

Xu Huaiqing wiped off the remaining blood with a handkerchief, and uncomfortably brushed it to his side, but there was nothing, but the long-lost comfort and warmth in his chest was so real.

In fact, it was indeed Song Yan who made the move. Relying on the fact that he could not see anyone, he simply stared at Xu Huaiqing who was full of doubts.Song Yan bent over, his huge dragon tail was about to move, trying to circle the beautiful thing in front of him, but he didn't do anything, only looked seriously at His Majesty in front of him.

His majesty's eyelashes are straight and curled, as dense as a fan, his majesty's eyes are like grapes, crystal clear and moist, his majesty's skin is delicate and cold and sickly, but rarely has a healthy rosy glow.

This is Song Yan's little effort. Even if the root cause cannot be cured, it can make Xu Huaiqing feel comfortable for two days.

Song Yan was satisfied, he didn't like the blood on the white butterfly very much, it would only make him feel pity, although that kind of morbid beauty was also tickling.

Xu Huaiqing felt a vague sense of oppression, and even felt that the surrounding air was floating with joy, but he didn't find anything unusual.Pressing the forehead, the voice also disappeared.

It's strange, Xu Huaiqing looked at the void, and felt that his long illness even made him feel weird.

He picked up the notebook conveniently, glanced at the ten lines and wrote down the pen without much thinking.

Song Yan turned into a dragon and walked away quietly, a golden one, jumped from the resplendent Hall of Mental Cultivation to the clouds, wagging her tail happily, and then slowly returned to Song's house.

In fact, Chongxi is also good, purple energy is not easy to get, it needs to be sent by the owner willingly, or it can be changed to make others' luck.

The latter, Song Yan, did not hesitate to do it. As for the former, he flicked his tail several times. He was rarely embarrassed, and needed two like-minded people to do double cultivation.

Song Yan has the double cultivation method, and Song Yan, the queen of Chongxi, is simply the right time, place and people. Besides, His Majesty's face is like snowflakes.

After returning to the Song family, Song Yan swung her tail and lay down on the big bed. The Song family knew how to let people come to block his eyes, so there were no servants in the yard.He had just helped Xu Huaiqing alleviate his illness, and gave Xu Huaiqing all the spiritual energy he had accumulated after sleeping for two days, and now he was about to regenerate and start accumulating.

Song Yan counted the days, and he slept for two days, so tomorrow will be the big day that Nanny Qi said.He rolled around, as an adult dragon, but he had never gotten along with someone like his partner, but he was sure that he definitely did not reject the beauty in the palace.

The next day, on the day of celebration, accompanied by the sound of festive trumpets, it seemed that the entire capital city was in motion. Song Yan cooperated very well. Thinking of seeing His Majesty today, he worked quickly and neatly. Reluctantly, she put on the wedding gown that belonged to the queen.

The most famous Xi Niang in the capital looked at the young lady of the Song family wearing the wedding dress with a heroic effect, and fell silent.

Song Yan's eyebrows seemed to be melted, thick and shapely, if they were forcibly made into curved willow-leaf eyebrows, it would be too out of harmony.

Besides, although this young lady of the Song family is a daughter, she is extremely resistant to makeup, so Xi Niang had to ask Song Yan to clean her face and cover her head.

Song Yan is willing to be a bride for the beauty she saw yesterday, because his purpose is really impure.

From the Song family to the palace, a road was specially separated by the guards. The road was wrapped with red silk and hung with red lanterns, blowing and beating all the way. The House of Internal Affairs arranged for 16 people to carry the sedan chair, and Song Yan raised her legs inside.

Song Yan looked curiously at the onlookers, sprinkled a handful of copper coins, adults and children bent over to snatch them.

But adults are more reserved, while children don't have so many restrictions, he finds it interesting, even if he has the arrogant nature of the dragon, he can't help but give these people his eyes.

Because it was a joyous occasion, most of the post-sealing etiquette system was cut off by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Qin Tianjian, and Song Yan was sent directly to Jiaofang Palace, the residence of successive empresses.

Song Yan jumped out of the sedan chair without anyone's support, and the eunuch who was carrying the sedan chair vigorously in wedding clothes glanced past, and quickly lowered her head, wondering if the queen's Adam's apple was a little big.

The eunuch swallowed his saliva. He cleaned himself early, and the part that belonged to the masculine features has never been shown. Even if he protruded his Adam's apple, which was barely visible, it still couldn't reach the queen's level.

Cold sweat appeared on his head, he didn't move, but he didn't dare to think deeply.

Song Yan held the red hijab in one hand and strode into the bedroom, throwing the people behind him far away. He didn't like human beings around him, because he was used to living alone, and it seemed like they were encroaching on his territory.

Song Yan waved his hand to let the servants and servants back out of the Jiaofang Palace, and then began to patrol his future cave. He is a golden dragon, and the caves in the rocks and the caves in the East Sea are both comfortable for him, the difference is the smell.

The former is the rotten air of dead branches and leaves and the dry wind, the latter is the influx of sea water with a fishy smell, and he will send out the lost fish with a flick of his tail.

The Jiaofang Hall is very big, just like a palace, with front and back. There are two big pillars in the front where people are summoned. If Song Yan turns into a dragon plate and goes up, it will be a good toy.

The apse is the place to sleep, a very big red sandalwood bed, and there is a big pool to the side, but unfortunately it is not a white jade shop, Song Yan has already planned in her heart to find other jewels to fill this place, and use night pearls Illuminate it and spread it on the bottom of the bath with Dongzhu for massage.

He likes to lie in glowing beads, which make his dragon scales very comfortable.Going to the other side is the dressing table. Song Yan doesn't need it, but she thinks maybe the emperor and beauty will use it.

But he thought that the bronze mirror seemed too tasteless. Song Yan had obtained something that could reveal every detail of a person, so it was a good choice to bring it here.

Behind the dressing table is the study room, which is full of pen and ink, but Song Yan is extremely spiritual.

But she has a rough personality, and she doesn't like this thing the most, but if a beauty loves it, after all, His Majesty seems to be quite knowledgeable, so he has to stay.

After wandering around, Song Yan was very satisfied, and only waited for him to recover a little before bringing his things over.

I don't know what hobbies other dragons have, anyway, Song Yan likes to brand the caves to prevent other creatures from intruding. Before being knocked unconscious by a small wave, he locked up and left as usual.

But now, Song Yan has got rid of the state where he didn't notice anything when he first arrived, and he can clearly feel that no one has broken the restraint he set, something like a lock.So now I just hope that the treasures he collected don't turn into mud.

Song Yan waited aimlessly in the hall.

The dragon has a keen sense of smell. When Song Yan smelled the seductive fragrance from Xu Huaiqing's body, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she realized that the beauty was coming, so she accidentally squeezed the flagon in her hand.

The jug was made of silver, it was squeezed out of shape and then fit in the hand in a strange shape, Song Yan didn't notice it, and looked up at the door brightly.

Xu Huaiqing is also wearing a wedding gown, but with a mighty dragon embroidered with gold thread on it, his hair is black and shiny, and his skin is delicate and ice-like when he is crowned together so that it is cold and white.

He looked up, and from his perspective, he saw the man in the matching wedding robe with him, and he smashed the flagon flat.

Xu Huaiqing's indifferent eyebrows and eyes could not be restrained and slowly looked towards Song Yan's face, and then paused like a pause.

This is, his queen?

Just like his appearance, even if Xu Huaiqing was overwhelmed with shock in his heart, he would not show surprise on his face, he just thought silently in his heart, his queen seems to be extraordinary, born with great strength

Song Yan saw Xu Huaiqing walking towards him with a calm expression, so she stood up when he approached, stuffed the useless flagon casually, bowed her head and called Xu Huaiqing with a magnetic voice: "Your Majesty."

Song Yan's voice was not monotonous, there was no sense of arrogance towards others, only noble and profligate.

Xu Huaiqing met Song Yan's black and bright eyes, and later realized that the queen seemed to be half a head taller than him. He opened the distance and said in a businesslike way: "Queen."

Chongxi is simply nonsense, if it wasn't for the sake of An Laochen's heart, why would he be so stupid as to rely on Chongxi to continue his life?

So for the queen in front of him, Xu Huaiqing couldn't have any other strong feelings, he just felt like a noble big dog, the eyeballs were also very beautiful, but how beautiful it would be if they were golden.

Xu Huaiqing silently swallowed his imagination, this metaphor is not good for the girl's family.

Song Yan's eyes were surprisingly bright when she got the response, and dragons never know what it means to make an inch. Song Yan only understands that this is her female dragon in front of her, a person lying in the cave with her.

He hugged the unsuspecting Xu Huaiqing in big strides, and rubbed his head on His Majesty's shoulders, the fragrance became stronger, invisible, intangible, and not greasy.

"Your Majesty smells so good."

As if confirmed, the hot air from Song Yan's nostrils sprayed on His Majesty's neck.

Xu Huaiqing didn't understand, he had never had deodorant, even he didn't use incense, but his body was still stiff, his cheeks were pale pink, why was his queen so undignified?

"The queen is a woman, you should be more reserved and let me go."

Song Yan let go obediently, but he asked back: "Who told Your Majesty that this seat is a woman?"

Xu Huaiqing was stunned for a moment, before he could figure it out, Song Yan grabbed his hand and stretched it down. The queen's hand was big and hot, and the palm was densely packed with heat sources, covering his perennially cold hand.

A dragon, even if it is a golden dragon, does not have the complex etiquette and shame of a human being. To prove that one is a man, of course one needs to find key evidence.

Song Yan doesn't allow the beauty to mistake his gender, which is related to the issue of temperament.

Song Yan grabbed His Majesty's hand and touched it indiscriminately, but for some reason, she didn't touch it, Xu Huaiqing suddenly struggled, his face flushed like a fruit, and his indifferent face was filled with anger.

Xu Huaiqing waved his hands away, as if stained with something dirty, the eyes under his anger were also different, instead of alienation, they were moistened with luster.

For no reason, Song Yanlong's nature seemed to surge at this moment, and the intense and turbulent atmosphere seemed to be on fire. He wanted to suck hard on the corner of His Majesty's eyes, making the end of His Majesty's eyes turn red.

Song Yan stood still, because Xu Huaiqing grabbed Song Yan's collar, and Song Yan was naturally obedient, because his female dragon seemed unhappy.Song Yanlongsheng understands that proper obedience is the first step in cultivating a good husband-wife relationship.

But the female dragon seemed a little weak, Xu Huaiqing held Song Yan's Adam's apple, checked repeatedly, and finally let go when Song Yan couldn't help rolling her Adam's apple.

However, feeling that His Majesty's gaze was on her chest but kept avoiding it again and again, Song Yan said: "Your Majesty, why don't you check my chest to see if it's a man."

Xu Huaiqing withdrew his hand, drooping eyelashes and said, "No need."

He was very sure that the queen in front of him was not a woman at all, but a man, because of this man's bold move just now.

Song Yan felt a little regretful, but he quickly pulled himself together. According to the rules of the world, he could sleep on the same bed with his female dragon tonight.

There is only one golden dragon, and he has not received any inheritance from other blue dragons and white dragons, but at that time, the two fishes slept together, and he did not shy away from searching for pieces of sea at will, enthusiastic and bold. Inevitably, I learned a lot, such as how to live tonight.

Xu Huaiqing didn't think so, he felt that he needed to ask Qin Tianjian for clarification, this was nonsense, it was unbelievable, how could two men get married!

Is Qin Tianjian too full of dry rice?