There is a dragon in the backyard of the palace

Qinglong didn't speak, just sat on the futon with leisure, watching him blushing with interest.

Seeing the mocking smile on Qinglong's face, the little prince was so ashamed that he almost wanted to crawl into the ground, and his face turned even redder.He wanted to take out the vegetables in the food box to hide his shyness.But right now he only felt that his face was going to burn, and he wished he could cover his face with both hands, because he really didn't have time to set the dishes.

Seeing the young prince's distressed appearance, Qinglong laughed silently for a while, then walked up to the young prince and began to place the cups and plates.This time there were too many dishes, and they couldn't fit in the small table they usually used. Qinglong took down the food boxes layer by layer and put them on the ground. After arranging them, he sat across from him and asked him softly:

"This time, won't you stop making trouble?"

Even the little prince's ears were red, he covered his face and shook his head:

"Stop quarreling," he said, "I've thought it all out, and I—"

He wanted to say "I just want to be with you", but felt that this was too hypocritical, he stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence, and couldn't think of another sentence to say, so he had to stop here.

He looks so cute.

Long leaned halfway across the prepared meal, supported his body with his hands, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

The little prince shivered.

He raised his head to look at the dragon, but at this time the dragon had returned to the opposite side and sat upright.The little prince lowered his eyes and pushed the dish in front of him forward:

"Let's eat first."

Yunxiu also prepared wine for them, I don't know what method he used to preserve the temperature, but the jug is still warm at the moment.Long picked up the jug and poured them each a glass.

The little prince raised his glass and drank it down, his face was still red.

Long also raised his wine glass, his sleeves were wide, and his sleeves fell down, revealing a pair of white wrists.

The little prince's gaze was fixed on the wrist, and he couldn't help but look and look.

Long knew that he was looking at him, so he didn't care. He picked up a broad bean with his chopsticks and ate it, and asked leisurely:

"You just entered the palace?"

The little prince was a little surprised.He stayed here alone, how did he know that he entered the palace today?

Before he had time to ask, he heard the dragon answer:

"Just now I smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms on your clothes... There are no plum blossoms in the mansion. Besides, you have nothing else to do. You are dressed so formally, so you can only enter the palace."

Hearing what he said, the little prince quickly raised his sleeves to smell it, and indeed he smelled a faint scent of sweetness, which was so light and faint, it was hard to understand how Long could smell it.

He nodded in acknowledgment:

"I just came back from the palace. The plum blossoms in the palace are in bloom. The Empress held a flower viewing party."

"Oh, that's right." Long said while drinking again, "The ladies at the flower viewing party are all beautiful."

"Ah?" The little prince didn't expect him to ask this, his face turned red, and he seemed a little flustered, not knowing how to answer.He really didn't pay much attention to those noble ladies at the flower viewing party, but he thought of Yan Shuangtian, did he take a look at Yan Shuangtian after all.

"It's not as good-looking as you." The little prince somehow got the hang of it, and hurriedly found a more decent answer, "They should be pretty, but compared with you, they don't look so beautiful."

Long chuckled, not sure if he was laughing at the little prince's clumsy words, or he was really pleased by him.He didn't speak, just lowered his head and drank for a while, then raised his head and said:

"You are not young anymore, and now you have become King Jin again, it's time to get married."

Long is very smart. He smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms on his clothes and knew that the queen was going to be a matchmaker for him to marry a wife.But he didn't seem angry or sad.His voice was faint, and he couldn't hear any emotion. He was not unhappy, but he was not happy either.Just calmly narrating a fact that may be about to happen.

However, when the young prince heard his tone, he was a little annoyed:

"Knowing that I want to marry a wife, is this your attitude?"

Long tilted his head to look at him, his expression was a little confused, and he seemed to be saying, "I don't need this attitude, what kind of attitude can I use?"

Seeing him like this, the little prince was really angry.

He really hoped that Long could change his attitude towards this matter. He hoped that Long could take the initiative to say that he didn't want him to get married, even if he was angry at him, even if he made trouble for no reason.As long as he is not so cold and indifferent, as if he is treating an unfamiliar child.No, he didn't want the dragon to be unreasonable either... He didn't like it anyway, especially after they kissed.

"I won't marry a wife." The little prince blurted out, "It doesn't matter whether I am King Jin or not, no matter how old or young I am. I don't want to marry a wife."

"I thought all of you humans would marry wives."

The little prince knew who Long was comparing him with, which made him even more annoyed, and he was furious.He wanted to say how can you compare me to him.But for some reason, the words had already reached his lips, but he couldn't utter them.He was a little afraid that once he spit out this sentence, something that had been sealed would be opened, bringing more pain and entanglement.So he tried his best to calm down, swallowed his anger, and said firmly:

"Anyway, I won't marry a wife."

Long nodded, his attitude was still flat:

"Oh."

The "oh" was like a stone choked in the young prince's lungs, and he couldn't swallow the delicious dishes Yunxiu had prepared.He wanted to ask the dragon what he thought of him, but he didn't dare to ask.He was afraid that after asking, the gentleness and peace on the surface would be torn apart, and the emotions that he originally wanted to take slowly would be destroyed. He was afraid that after asking, those destroyed things would come back again. Not before.

He raised his eyes to look at the dragon. The dragon didn't seem to pay attention to him. He just ate slowly by himself and drank a glass of wine occasionally.Why doesn't he gobble it up like he used to?Does it mean that he is also thinking about something?

This thought made the little prince feel a little better.He hastily swallowed the rice grains in his mouth.Going around the dishes on the ground, he walked to the side of the dragon and held his hand.

The dragon's hand was still so cold, the little prince felt as if he was holding a white marble statue.

"Next time, I'll ask them to prepare a blanket for you and cover the entire floor." He said without thinking, "This way you don't have to lie on the straw mat."

"Actually, it's nothing." Long said, "I'm used to it."

Long stretched out his hand and touched the back of the little prince's neck, there was a little newly grown thin hair, which was not tied up as tightly as the other hair, and the hair was a little cute.The dragon stroked lightly, as if comforting him, or... smoothing a cat.

"You don't have to worry too much about my feelings." Long said slowly, "I am a dragon, I think differently from you, and I want different things from you. Some things that you value very much, I actually don't care much about them. I don't care. Besides...you'll never give me what I want anyway."

Long's words shook the little prince's heart.What exactly does the dragon want?Of course he knew that the dragon only wanted to be free.

"Not yet." The little prince said, "But one day I will give you what you want, one day, I think... maybe it won't be so far away."

The little prince spoke very seriously, but Long didn't seem to care very much. He smiled, as if he took it as a child's talk.Perhaps he had received similar promises before, but never fulfilled them, and would no longer expect them.But the little prince really said this from the heart, since the first time he saw the dragon, he hoped that he could leave this narrow cage.

But he didn't want Long to leave the palace, he wanted Long to stay with him all the time, so he couldn't let him go right away.He has been fascinated by the dragon, and he wants the dragon to be inseparable from him.

This may be wishful thinking, but... He still wants to give it a try.

When thinking about this, the little prince showed a particularly innocent look on his face.He was originally a handsome young man, and this expression added a moving halo to his already beautiful face.Even the dragon couldn't help being moved by him, and the hand that was stroking the nape of his neck slipped from his right shoulder, took his arm, held him in his arms, and kissed his eyes.

His eyelashes are very long and dense, and when you touch them with your lips, you will feel a little fluffy and cute. The dragon tasted half a drop of salty water on his eyes, and when he looked down, he found something shiny in his eyes .

"Little fool." Long said, "Seeing how stupid you are, I can't bear to bully you anymore."

"You can't bully me." The little prince said, "You are still tied up."

While saying this, he stretched out his hand to grab the chain on the dragon and shook it gently.The dragon-binding rope made a clanging sound, which was crisp and pleasant.However, Long suddenly frowned, his face pale.

It was only then that the little prince remembered that he had seen him lying in the dragon shape, revealing the red wound worn out by the dragon rope.He repented, he should have remembered.

"Let me see." He reached out to pick the dragon's collar, "How bad is your injury?"

Long originally refused to let him see it, but the little prince was very stubborn, and Long couldn't beat him in the end, so he had to tear off his clothes and let him see it.

The wounds that are not so noticeable on the dragon's body are shocking on the human body.The snow-white skin between the chest and abdomen is open, and the bright red tender flesh has already festered.The chain was tightly bound, and he was not given a chance to relax. Every time the dragon breathed, the dragon rope would rub against his wound again, and this wound would always be new.

"How can this be done!" The little prince exclaimed, "I'll go get you some medicine."

Long smiled and shook his head:

"It's useless. The band is so tight that no medicine will help. Besides, it's just a skin injury. You can't cure the most serious injury."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand to lift the clothes covering his shoulders, only then did the little prince see a blood hole there, and another section of thinner dragon rope passed through the hole to lock his entire shoulder.

The dragon is pierced through the lute bone.

The author has something to say:

Piercing the lute is an ancient punishment that can make it difficult to move. It is mentioned in several places in "Journey to the West", and it seems to be mentioned in Jin Yong's novels.

As for where the lute bone is, I did a little research on the Internet. Some people said it was the scapula, while others said it was the clavicle.I am more inclined to the shoulder blades. All in all, the setting here is the shoulder blades.

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