The sense of the killing monk is so sharp that he quickly noticed the appearance of his disciple.

It is like a magnet, firmly attracting the gazes from behind the veil.

"I clearly remember that I came to the palace earlier to preach. Those princesses and princesses all preferred white-faced scholars and people from the Confucian sect.

It has only been more than ten years, how come the taste has changed?"

The old monk secretly thought that it was not good, if Jiulang became a prince-in-law, he would be a county horse.

Isn’t it completely hopeless to inherit the legacy of Huangjue Temple’s hidden lineage?

"You are really young and promising, and you are flying wildly.

No wonder the prince often mentions how much he admires you."

Queen Luo, who was sitting on the dragon and phoenix couch, looked very satisfied with her eyes.

At first glance, this young man from Fusi, Beizhen.

His eyebrows are as sharp as a knife, his eyes are sharp, and he is particularly energetic.

But this is just an appearance, take a closer look for a moment.

You will also find that you are calm inside, quite like still water running deep.

This magnanimity alone cannot be surpassed by the number of famous and meritorious generals in Tianjing City.

"I would like to express my gratitude to the Queen."

Ji Yuan looked calm and cupped his hands again.

Three inches above his head, strong Qi surged violently.

Every time he meets someone with a distinguished destiny, such a sign will appear.

When I met Bai Hanzhang before, [Wu Qu Qi Long] fate was firmly suppressed.

It will not be affected until you are promoted to the [Seven Stars] destiny.

The picture of the Emperor's Heavenly Dao trembles slightly, reflecting Empress Luo.

I saw a large area of ​​golden and purple luster, brilliant and brilliant, like the sun suddenly erupting.

【Luo Qiongying】

[Fate: Huangqi Wutong]

[Destiny number: Moon Virtue Noble (Gold), Mother of a Country (Gold)

Hongluan Tianxi (purple), a prosperous husband will become a dragon (purple), a prosperous son will become a dragon (purple), and we will be united forever (purple)

Fewer diseases and fewer disasters (green), gold produces beautiful water (green), exquisite embroidery (green), pearls weep (white), oil and lamps dry up (grey)]

[Lucky God: Colorful Red Bird]

"The Queen is actually blessed with a rare destiny, no wonder.

The husband will become a dragon, and the son will also become a dragon. He is truly the most noble among nobles!"

A look of surprise flashed across Ji Yuan's eyes.

After painstaking study, he has a fairly good understanding of numerology.

The virtue of the moon is the sign of Taiyin, which indicates profound blessings.

If you are in harmony with Tiande, it will be equal to the sun and the moon shining down.

The strength of luck and the abundance of energy are almost limitless.

If it is obtained by a woman, it will most likely be extremely prominent.

The Lord will give birth to a noble son, and there will be no danger of profit and wealth.

But the most fearful thing is that evil spirits will overwhelm you, and you should not approach evil spirits and evil spirits.

"It's just that the golden and purple luck is mixed with an extremely stubborn and rich death energy.

It's like a dark cloud covering the sky, lingering."

Ji Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly, feeling that Empress Luo was only afraid that she would die soon.

"It's somewhat unreasonable. People with noble virtues tend to live long and die well.

Moreover, there are many rare herbs in the palace that can prolong life, including great elixirs.

There is no reason why it will show signs of exhaustion and even irreversible decline."

The crisp and sweet jade chime, struck twice again.

Queen Luo said softly:

"Give Ji Jiulang a seat."

Immediately, a palace maid brought a thick and soft nanmu stool, and Ji Yuan sat down quietly.

Queen Luo on the dragon and phoenix couch seemed to be chatting about everyday things.

Start talking about family matters, whether you have any brothers or sisters, and whether you have made a marriage contract.

At the same time, the princesses and princesses who were hidden behind gauze curtains and screens listened carefully.

Knowing that both Ji Yuannai's parents died, the whole family was lost in Liaodong, and only his second uncle, a relative, was still alive.

Empress Luo couldn't help but show pity in her eyes. She's too old to hear such sad things.

She comforted her a few words, and when she saw that none of the candles had been extinguished, she felt relieved.

I was about to order people to remove the gauze curtains and screens so that Ji Yuan could choose.

When doing things like matchmaking and marriage, one must be in love with each other.

The twisted melon is not sweet, but it is easy to create resentment.

"Donor Luo, I have something to say."

But the killing monk behind him couldn't sit still.

Nowadays, all the princesses and princesses are interested in their apprentices.

If Jiulang is interested again, the heir to the mantle he finally accepted will fly into the Bai family and become his son-in-law.

"Master Linji, why are you so anxious? Are you afraid that I will abduct your disciple?"

Queen Luo couldn't help but laugh.

"He has not been tonsured and has not become a monk. He is a man of the secular world and an official in the imperial court.

We always have to consider the important matter of starting a family and starting a business. What difference does it make if we start a moment earlier or a moment later?"

The killing monk stood up slowly, lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name, and then said:

"Donor Luo has misunderstood. There are no taboos in Lao Na's lineage, and there is no commandment prohibiting his disciples from marrying and having children.

It's just that Donor Luo, you are determined to arrange a wedding, but you don't understand Jiulang's preferences.

He has always preferred older women..."

Master, you are slandering me!

Ji Yuan's face twitched and he refrained from speaking out in defense.

If you really become the prince's consort or the prince's horse in the Jing Dynasty, you will have no chance of having an official career in the future.

It took him so much effort to secure his seat in the Hundred Households.

How can all previous efforts be wasted by relying on the mountain of Heilongtai?

Anyway, rumors have long circulated among Beizhen Fusi that he only likes beautiful women and married women.

No matter how many lice you have, you don't have to worry about many debts. It's worth sacrificing a little reputation in exchange for not being forced to marry.

"As we are older...there are many in the clan.

He lost his parents when he was young, so he naturally prefers women who are better at managing a household."

Queen Luo was not surprised, she knew that men have all kinds of strange habits.

Some people like the cute and sweet Xiaojiabiyu, while others prefer the dignified and elegant gentleness and tenderness.

Just like the taste of food, the choice of salty or sweet is different.

"Donor Luo may have misunderstood. You don't know something. Jiulang is particularly fond of widows who are already married women. Everyone in Beizhen Fusi knows this."

The killing monk glanced sideways at his disciple, first cast an apologetic look, and then said angrily.

As soon as the words fell, the inside of the Nuan Pavilion suddenly became as quiet as death.

The gauze curtain and the whispers behind the screen subsided instantly.

In a moment, it was like a strong wind blowing, and all the lamps and candles were extinguished.

The bright light in the room was dimmed and no longer what it was before.

The eyes that originally contained admiration and intention shrank back.
To be continued...