The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 261 Cry Like a Child
The scarlet blood was still dripping down from the palm of his hand, but Di Yunjin seemed to be unconscious, just standing quietly,

Looking at the back of Di Beiyao's leaving, the end of the beautiful peach blossom eyes is inextricably dimmed.

The baby's nose was sore, such a handsome man made her feel distressed, and her fluffy head lightly rubbed against Di Yunjin's neck.

Dequan shook his head and sighed, "Okay, why did this happen?" With a muttered mouth, he took out the brocade handkerchief he was carrying with him,
Handed it to Emperor Yunjin, and persuaded him: "His Royal Highness, it is more important to deal with the wound on your hand first."

Murong Rou also recovered from the rest of his life after the catastrophe, took the square handkerchief from Dequan's hand,

He bandaged Di Yunjin's wound erratically, but Di Yunjin remained motionless, allowing Murong Rou to bandage himself.

Dequan sighed deeply, saluted Di Yunjin, and backed away.

Di Beiyao walked out of the cold palace with a sword in hand, the cold moonlight fell on Di Beiyao's body, and the evening wind blew slowly, making it even colder to the bone.

A few steps away, Jun Wuji was standing there in a silver-white robe, seeing the little guy's distraught appearance, his heart ached fiercely,
Without thinking too much, he raised his feet and walked towards Di Beiyao, and put the cloak in his hand on Di Beiyao's thin shoulders,
The silver eyes touched the sword held in Di Beiyao's hand, sighed inaudibly in his heart, reached out and gently took the sword from the little guy's hand,

Holding the little guy's cold hand in his palm with distress, he took the little guy in front of him into his arms and comforted him silently.

Perhaps this late autumn night is too cold, and the warmth that Jun Wuji brought to me is more and more clearly visible at this time,
All the suppressed pain and sorrow and the cold determination that were strong, collapsed at this moment.

In Jun Wuji's arms, Di Beiyao cried heartbreakingly like a lost child.

At the end of Seventy-Five Years in the Northern Qin Dynasty, Emperor Ruijing collapsed, and the emperor's daughter succeeded him.

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The next day.

The rising sun slowly rises from the eastern sky and sprinkles golden light on the earth. The ground paved with high-quality white jade shines with warm light, and the cornices carved from sandalwood wood are majestic and majestic.

The courtiers and officials in court uniforms were either alone or in groups of threes and twos, heading towards the Palace of Qinzheng.

Shangguan Xiao was dressed in a court uniform, and when he stepped on the stairs, his emotions were still extremely complicated. Occasionally, a minister came to talk to him, and Shangguan Xiao also replied absent-mindedly.

In the Hall of Qinzheng, all the officials arrived, looked at each other, withdrew their gazes and kept silent, each with his own thoughts.

After a while, the emperor's holy car came from the side hall.

Di Beiyao wore a black robe with five-clawed dragon patterns on his body, showing the dignity and majesty of the emperor. Under the crown, that beautiful face was radiant,

Those red phoenix eyes that flamboyantly flaunted in the past are now like that unfathomable abyss, cold and deep.

Stepping forward, it was the dragon chair with black and golden dragon patterns that symbolized the supreme power of the emperor. Di Beiyao closed his eyes slightly, and his heart trembled slightly. In the past, it was Dad who sat on this seat...

When he opened his eyes again, the emotions in his eyes faded away, leaving only a sense of indifference. He swept down the group of officials and sat on the dragon chair symbolizing supremacy.

All the officials felt terrified at the look of the empress, and the empress had changed so much due to such an accident, they knelt down to pay respects: "Long live, long live, long live, Your Majesty!"

Shangguan Xiao knelt down on the ground, the knuckles of his palms were tightened, and the knuckles were slightly white. Is this Di Beiyao still the crybaby he knew who laughed wantonly?
Di Beiyao put his hands on the armrest with the black gold dragon pattern, his eyes were slightly cold, his red lips were slightly parted, and his voice revealed a cool tone: "Excuse me."

(End of this chapter)