The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 4 Reincarnation is a Skilled Work
The year Di Beiyao was born happened to be the millennium. When he was born for the first time, there was a dragon chant in the sky above the delivery room. The sky descended auspiciously, and the black dragon circled around for a long time.

The black dragon is the holy beast of Beiqin.

In Yunshen Temple, the well-known master of nothingness, who roams around the world and doesn't care about world affairs, appeared in the palace that day.

To bluntly say that this woman is a godsend to the Northern Qin Empress, Emperor Ruijing who was outside the delivery room was dumbfounded for a while.

The black dragon hovering means that the emperor star came to the world, and he thought he had a son.

After all, if you look at Hongwu, you have never heard of a woman proclaiming emperor in any country.

As a result, the door of the delivery room opened, and Granny Wen congratulated her with a joyful expression: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty, you are a little princess."

Emperor Ruijing wasn't pedantic either, a girl should be a girl, God's arrangement is the greatest!

With a grin, he was very happy to hold the little girl in his arms, before the little girl could open her eyes, her little hand grabbed one of Emperor Ruijing's fingers and did not let go.

This made Emperor Ruijing extremely rare, and the dragon's heart was overjoyed, and immediately issued an imperial decree, announcing it to the world: canonize the emperor's daughter, and give her the name Bei Yao.

North means the same as Northern Qin; Yao means sunlight.

The sunshine in Beiqin shows the emperor's favor.

For a time, the whole country worshiped.

Until now, when mentioning the emperor's daughter, everyone has to sigh: How about saying that reincarnation is a skill!

Although it is God's will, there are still many criticisms that a woman is the emperor.

However, Emperor Bei Yao was talented and intelligent. He was only fifteen years old. He had unique views on poetry, songs, art of war and government.

There was a burst of slaps in the face, and the faces of the ministers who were criticizing were hurt, and the criticism was self-defeating.

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Chonghua Palace.

"Tsk, what a beautiful boy."

Di Beiyao lay leisurely on the soft couch with a piece of dogtail in his mouth, looking at the scroll in his hand and sighing.

The uncanny silhouette, narrow eyebrows, straight nose, thin lips,

Wearing a silver-white robe, not stained with a trace of dust, his appearance is cold, like a god of the nine heavens.

"Unfortunately, it's not my style." Di Beiyao rolled up the scroll boringly and put it aside.

Beauty is beauty, but at first glance, it is the kind of existence that is out of the world and looks like an exiled fairy. This kind of beauty can only be seen from a distance and not played with.

It's a good thing that I am an emperor, and the harem will be three hundred if not three thousand. Otherwise, it would be so boring to live with such a cold beauty for the rest of my life.

"Great!"

Di Beiyao roared, and a small, slender figure ran over panting.

The girl called Da Da has a cute baby face with a little baby fat.

Because the running baby's fat cheeks were flushed, it was very cute, and he said out of breath:

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the servant is here, but do you have anything to tell the servant?"

The eldest family was poor, so he was sold into the palace by his parents, but because he was thin and small, he was often bullied by other court ladies,
Di Beiyao saw her by chance, so she brought her back to Chonghua Palace to be her personal maid. The little girl was extremely grateful, and she was even more loyal to Di Beiyao.

Di Beiyao stretched out his claws and pinched the fat baby's face, and said with a smile:
"Let's go out to play!"

The big eyes suddenly shine brightly, and there will be delicious food when you leave the palace!

The little girl's family is poor, and she is a girl. She is not as good as a boy. She is loved by her parents and is often starved, so that she has a particularly big obsession with eating.

Nodding vigorously: "Yeah, slave girl is going to prepare clothes now."

Looking at this person who is familiar with the road, he knows that the master and servant go out of the palace to eat, drink and have fun.

The two put on a set of men's clothes each, and put two mustaches on their faces in a stylish manner, and Di Beiyao even set up a fan.

Appreciating it in front of the bronze mirror, I did not forget to praise myself: "This young master is indeed very romantic, very romantic."

(End of this chapter)