The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 360 If it's a big dream, you and me, stop here.

Northern Qin border,

After Shangguan Hong received the letter from Feige from Kyoto, he immediately ordered someone to escort He Lianchen and his party to Kyoto.

In the Wutong courtyard of the Crouching Dragon Hall, Di Beiyao held the Xuanlong Sword in his hand, waving the sword with a frightening aura,

Without him, today is the seventh day,
It took only seven days for the pigeons to pass the letter between Beiqin and Nanyue. It seems that Jun Wuji did not intend to give himself an explanation.

It seems that the rumor that Yue Lan is pregnant with Jun Wuji's heir is true. Thinking of this, Di Bei Yao's heart suddenly became angry, and he waved the Xuanlong Sword in his hand,
"Bang Dang! Pata!" The sharp sword energy immediately placed objects on the rockery in the courtyard,
Either shattered to the ground, or split into two pieces, and fell crookedly on the ground, making a deafening sound.

Da Da, who was tidying up his things in the hall, heard the sound and thought that something big had happened.
He was so frightened that he hurriedly ran out of the hall to the courtyard: "What's the matter? Ah!...Your Majesty, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

Da Da was so frightened by the swaying scene in front of him that he stuttered,

Di Beiyao put away the Xuanlong Sword in his hand, his raised Danfeng eyes were icy cold: "Let someone come in and clean it up."

After finishing speaking, he put the Xuanlong Sword in his hand back on the weapon shelf, turned around and left under the plane tree, his slender back was determined and cold.

"Your Majesty, this is, what's the matter?" Looking at the back of Di Beiyao leaving, he couldn't tell what it was like.
It's just that this kind of His Majesty makes people feel very strange, and it always feels like something bad is about to happen.

In the dormitory, Di Beiyao sat in front of the sandalwood table, picked up the Langhao pen on the stand, and tapped the ink,
Unrolling the rice paper, before raising his hand, he began to draw and write on the rice paper, without the slightest hesitation, and on the rice paper, he wrote the three words: "Retirement Letter".

It was clearly only three words, but at the moment it was so glaring, Di Bei Yao slightly covered his heart with his hand,

The dull pain in her heart made her feel a little suffocated,
He closed his eyes slightly, and calmed down the severe pain in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, there was only endless coldness left in the phoenix eyes.

There is no hesitation in writing in the hand, every sentence, between the lines, is indifferent and alienated,
At the end of the line, it is written impressively: Sincerely, you and I are separated from each other, and we are happy each other, and there is no relationship.

The knuckles on the edges of the rice paper held by the fingertips turned slightly white, but he did not hesitate anymore. After the ink on the rice paper had dried slightly,
Then she folded it neatly, put it in the envelope, and set it aside, her red lips parted slightly: "Come here."

"What is your Majesty's order?" The rotating Imperial Forest Army guarding the entrance of the hall came in, saluted Di Beiyao respectfully and said.

Di Beiyao picked up the envelope and handed it to the Imperial Forest Army, his voice was cold: "Urgently send this letter to the King of Nanyue."

The Imperial Forest Army was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted, and took the envelope in Di Beiyao's hand with both hands: "Yes, my subordinate obeys."

After the Imperial Forest Army retreated, Di Beiyao closed his eyes slightly, covered his heart with his hands,

Every sharp pain coming from the heart is so strong and clear,
"Cough, cough, cough!" Suddenly, there was a surge of sweetness in his throat, and he covered his lips with his hand, and when he raised his hand to look again, there was a dazzling bright red in the palm of his hand,

In Di Beiyao's phoenix eyes, there was nothing to startle. He raised his eyes and looked out of the window lattice, the sycamore tree in the courtyard that seemed to be left alone,

I can't help but think of what Master Wuwu said to himself at that time, the implication of Wutong, loneliness and sorrow,
At that time, she thought it was nothing, but now, she is already in it. If she suddenly wakes up from a big dream, there is nothing, Jun Wuji, you and me, this is the end.

(End of this chapter)