The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 483 hate marriage
West Chu, the imperial palace.

In the ancestral hall, He Lianchen knelt on the futon, lit the incense in his hand, and there were bright candles flickering beside the memorial tablet,
The incense in his hand was lit, He Lianchen's eyes fell on the tablet, and the eyebrows and eyes on Jun's face were unusually soft.

"Mother, my son has avenged you." The voice was soft, but no emotion could be heard in it, just like the pair of black eyes that were as deep as a deep valley, as if the abyss was unpredictable.

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Northern Qin Dynasty, Crouching Dragon Palace.

It's early autumn, but the weather doesn't seem to stop at all. The sun is still shining brightly at noon, but in the evening, it's cloudy and rainy.

The drizzle was falling profusely, hitting the green and yellow banana leaves, which had a different kind of scenery.

Wearing a gauze skirt, Di Beiyao lazily leaned against the window lattice, watching the drizzle falling on the banana leaves outside the house, listening to the bronze bells hanging from the corner of the eaves ringing with the wind,
The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and since he became the throne, this comfort has become more and more rare.

Da Da walked into the hall with a plate of washed fruits, and what he saw was this scene, he pursed his lips and smiled:

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Dining Room sent some fruits, which were brought in from outside the palace just now, please try it.

After finishing speaking, the fruit plate was already broken in front of Di Beiyao, and Di Beiyao picked up a crystal clear and plump green grape and put it in his mouth.
At that time, a cry of 'cuckoo' came from outside the window lattice, and I looked at it in great surprise: "Ah, it must be the king of Nanyue who sent you a letter to His Majesty!"

Di Beiyao blushed slightly, this little girl, why is she becoming less and less upright, the white dove sat obediently on the window sill,
Di Beiyao took down the small bamboo slips containing the creed, and the pigeon shook off the rainwater stained on its body, and flew away in a flutter.

Opening it, there was only a short line of words on the letter paper, but it made Di Beiyao raise the corners of his mouth:

On October [-]st, the return date of the appointment, madam, I am waiting for my husband.

October [-]st is her birthday, and the return date of the appointment, it seems that Jun Wuji is really going to enter her harem,

Although he didn't say a word, the smile on that beautiful face couldn't be concealed, Da Da just snickered aside,
Di Beiyao caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and pretended to cough embarrassingly to cover it up: "Cough, sir, order me to sort out Fengqing Palace."

Although she was sure that guy would be ashamed and unwilling to sleep in a separate room with her, it was better to be prepared, and he couldn't even have a palace to live in.

"Ah? Good! I'm going now, servant girl!" Da Da was stunned for a moment, and then understood, the brows and eyes lit up on the baby's fat cheeks, and he happily put down the fruit plate and ordered to go.

Looking at this excited look, she was a little happier than her client.

Di Beiyao shook his head helplessly and smiled, retracting his thoughts, his eyes fell on the creed in his hand again,
All in all, I am looking forward to getting married with Jun Wuji. Although the two will be separated from time to time, and they will get together less and leave more, but so what, she is willing to do so.

"October...it's still a while." Unconsciously murmured to himself, the raindrops outside the window sills fell on the banana leaves,
With a "click", Di Beiyao's thoughts were startled, and Di Beiyao's cheeks flushed instantly.

He patted his slightly hot cheeks, God, how could he be like a girl who hates marrying.

There was a figure outside the palace giving orders to the palace people, the little girl was obviously very happy, and her voice raised several tones when she spoke.
Di Beiyao couldn't help but raised his lips, his eyes fell on Jun Wuji's vigorous handwriting on the creed in his hand, his heart was full of sweetness, well, in fact, he hated to marry.

(End of this chapter)