The queen is also a big boss today
Chapter 103
Chapter 103
If I remember correctly, there is a sycamore tree planted in the Crouching Dragon Palace of the father.
The old man smiled and turned to look into Di Beiyao's eyes: "The benefactor also knows that this parasol also means loneliness and sorrow."
Di Beiyao thought for a while, then shook her head: "I have never heard of it." Indus symbolizes loneliness and sorrow, and she has never heard of it.
"The benefactor was born with the order of the emperor, and he is chosen by heaven. The poor monk was born in the Northern Qin Dynasty, so he has a destiny with the Northern Qin Dynasty. Now that the poor monk's death is approaching, it is also God's will to welcome the benefactor."
Having said this, the old man looked at the chess game on the square stone table under the plane tree.
Di Beiyao unexpectedly discovered that the chess pieces on this chess game were actually made of black stones, and this chess game was a dead game.
"Benefactor, the game of chess is like the world of Northern Qin. If you succeed, you will prosper; if you lose, you will decline."
Di Beiyao's heart trembled, his phoenix eyes were like torches: "What do you mean by what the master said?"
The old man raised his eyes to the sky, with a complex expression, pious and worried, as if he had seen the future of Beiqin and even the world. After a while, he bowed his knees to Emperor Beiyao,
Di Beiyao was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to help Master Wuwu, but Master Wuwu raised his hand to stop him.
"The poor monk is a member of the Northern Qin Dynasty in this life, and he is a citizen of the Northern Qin Dynasty. I hope that His Highness will show his talents in the future, overcome the disaster of the Northern Qin Dynasty, and choose the Northern Qin Dynasty for generations to come.
Now the time for the poor monk is approaching, so let me first kowtow to Your Highness, long live my king, long live, long live. "
After Di Beiyao walked out of Master Wuwu's courtyard, the black iron bell of Yunshen Temple rang three times.
Di Beiyao was stunned for a moment: the Xuanzhong rang three times, and the eminent monk passed away.
Di Beiyao didn't know what was going on in his heart, he bowed three times in the direction of Master Wuwu's courtyard, and then left.
*
When Di Beiyao followed the young monk into the courtyard where Dugu Wanqing lived, he saw what Dugu Wanqing and Jun Wuji were talking about.
Di Beiyao's nose was a little sour, and he wanted to step forward but felt a bit like nostalgia: "Mother."
Lonely Wanqing raised her head suddenly, got up and walked quickly to Di Beiyao, looked him up and down, her eyes were also red: "My Yao'er has grown up."
Dugu Wanqing was the most beautiful in Kyoto when he was young, although he is now in his thirties,
But she was still amazed, her eyes were like pools of clear water, wearing plain clothes on her body, not only did not look plain, but had a noble and noble temperament.
Di Beiyao hugged Dugu Wanqing, and coquettishly said: "My daughter misses you, mother is still in good health."
"Well, well, well." Dugu Wanqing looked at Di Beiyao affectionately, she was happier than anyone else with her daughter now.
After all, Dugu Wanqing pulled Di Beiyao closer, and said in a rather mysterious way: "Yao'er, I just watched it for you for my mother.
Although the status of Mr. Jun is a bit embarrassing, he is not lacking in his modesty and politeness. His appearance is even more shocking. For my mother, I think it is okay. "
In fact, the most important thing is that when the child Jun Wuji mentioned his daughter, the tenderness in his eyes cannot be deceived.
The corner of Di Beiyao's mouth twitched: "Mother, you..." Can you, don't be so shocking and endless.
From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Jun Wuji's slightly smiling eyes, and felt that the roots of his ears were inexplicably hot.
Dugu Wanqing raised her thin eyebrows, and it looked like she didn't need to match her up, as her daughter was obviously in love with her.
"Cough, mother, I came here to pick you up when you..." Di Beiyao quickly changed the subject to hide his inner embarrassment.
(End of this chapter)
If I remember correctly, there is a sycamore tree planted in the Crouching Dragon Palace of the father.
The old man smiled and turned to look into Di Beiyao's eyes: "The benefactor also knows that this parasol also means loneliness and sorrow."
Di Beiyao thought for a while, then shook her head: "I have never heard of it." Indus symbolizes loneliness and sorrow, and she has never heard of it.
"The benefactor was born with the order of the emperor, and he is chosen by heaven. The poor monk was born in the Northern Qin Dynasty, so he has a destiny with the Northern Qin Dynasty. Now that the poor monk's death is approaching, it is also God's will to welcome the benefactor."
Having said this, the old man looked at the chess game on the square stone table under the plane tree.
Di Beiyao unexpectedly discovered that the chess pieces on this chess game were actually made of black stones, and this chess game was a dead game.
"Benefactor, the game of chess is like the world of Northern Qin. If you succeed, you will prosper; if you lose, you will decline."
Di Beiyao's heart trembled, his phoenix eyes were like torches: "What do you mean by what the master said?"
The old man raised his eyes to the sky, with a complex expression, pious and worried, as if he had seen the future of Beiqin and even the world. After a while, he bowed his knees to Emperor Beiyao,
Di Beiyao was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to help Master Wuwu, but Master Wuwu raised his hand to stop him.
"The poor monk is a member of the Northern Qin Dynasty in this life, and he is a citizen of the Northern Qin Dynasty. I hope that His Highness will show his talents in the future, overcome the disaster of the Northern Qin Dynasty, and choose the Northern Qin Dynasty for generations to come.
Now the time for the poor monk is approaching, so let me first kowtow to Your Highness, long live my king, long live, long live. "
After Di Beiyao walked out of Master Wuwu's courtyard, the black iron bell of Yunshen Temple rang three times.
Di Beiyao was stunned for a moment: the Xuanzhong rang three times, and the eminent monk passed away.
Di Beiyao didn't know what was going on in his heart, he bowed three times in the direction of Master Wuwu's courtyard, and then left.
*
When Di Beiyao followed the young monk into the courtyard where Dugu Wanqing lived, he saw what Dugu Wanqing and Jun Wuji were talking about.
Di Beiyao's nose was a little sour, and he wanted to step forward but felt a bit like nostalgia: "Mother."
Lonely Wanqing raised her head suddenly, got up and walked quickly to Di Beiyao, looked him up and down, her eyes were also red: "My Yao'er has grown up."
Dugu Wanqing was the most beautiful in Kyoto when he was young, although he is now in his thirties,
But she was still amazed, her eyes were like pools of clear water, wearing plain clothes on her body, not only did not look plain, but had a noble and noble temperament.
Di Beiyao hugged Dugu Wanqing, and coquettishly said: "My daughter misses you, mother is still in good health."
"Well, well, well." Dugu Wanqing looked at Di Beiyao affectionately, she was happier than anyone else with her daughter now.
After all, Dugu Wanqing pulled Di Beiyao closer, and said in a rather mysterious way: "Yao'er, I just watched it for you for my mother.
Although the status of Mr. Jun is a bit embarrassing, he is not lacking in his modesty and politeness. His appearance is even more shocking. For my mother, I think it is okay. "
In fact, the most important thing is that when the child Jun Wuji mentioned his daughter, the tenderness in his eyes cannot be deceived.
The corner of Di Beiyao's mouth twitched: "Mother, you..." Can you, don't be so shocking and endless.
From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Jun Wuji's slightly smiling eyes, and felt that the roots of his ears were inexplicably hot.
Dugu Wanqing raised her thin eyebrows, and it looked like she didn't need to match her up, as her daughter was obviously in love with her.
"Cough, mother, I came here to pick you up when you..." Di Beiyao quickly changed the subject to hide his inner embarrassment.
(End of this chapter)
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