Chapter 120: Oriental Mingzhe
Nangong Yu snorted coldly and said, "Count you as an acquaintance, but for the sake of insurance, the widow will accompany you." ”
On the other side, in the Dongfang Wangcheng Martial Arts Arena, Lan Zijin was standing in the ring in men's clothes, and opposite was Wei Hai, a sturdy man half a head taller than him.
"The joust begins!"
Lan Zijin clenched the Panlong Sword, and Wei Hai on the opposite side was expressionless, and suddenly rushed over, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only use the sword to block it.
The two confronted each other, and the swords and swords in the ring were very lively in an instant.
In terms of swordsmanship, Lan Zijin's swordsmanship is superior, but she is not as strong as Wei Hai after all, and she was accidentally scratched on her arm during the battle.
Wei Hai smiled coldly, thinking that this Dugu Feng was finished now, because the blade of the sword was coated with poison by him, and the poisoned person would die immediately.
Lan Zijin didn't care about the sword wound at all, and rushed over first, Wei Hai saw that Lan Zijin was unscathed by the poison in his body, and he was stunned, and Lan Zijin took the opportunity to stab a sword into the stomach.
Before he fell, Wei Hai asked, "Why?" ”
Lan Zijin hooked his lips and smiled, and replied, "No, it's just because I can't be poisoned." Your tricks are of no use to me. ”
The audience under the ring boiled, Lan Zijin glanced at the invigilator, presumably in the next game, Dongfang Luoyu will come.
"Congratulations, Brother Dugu, for successfully reaching the finals."
Dongfang Luoqi greeted Lan Zijin who had just stepped down with a smile, Lan Zijin sighed and said: "I just don't know, which guy is so unlucky, the person I met in the last final is me." ”
"I know that."
Lan Zijin looked at Dongfang Luo Qi and wondered, "You know? How do you know that that's not all! ”
"What if it's better than not, the facts are here, and the winner must be Lu Zhengtang, the youngest son of the right general Lu Shen."
"Is this Lu Zhengtang very powerful?"
"Well, that's amazing! You are decided, I will visit the General's Mansion tomorrow and talk to Lu Zhengtang, let his subordinates be merciful, and don't take away your little life. ”
Lan Zijin listened, and angrily punched Dongfang Luoqi, and said, "How do you know that I will lose!" I'm not going to lose! ”
"Okay, okay, then you come with me!"
Dongfang Luoqi took Lan Zijin to an open place where no one was around, took out the bamboo flute on his waist, and said, "Zijin, look at it, I will only show you the Lu family's swordsmanship." ”
After that, Dongfang Luoqi used the bamboo flute as a sword to demonstrate Lu's swordsmanship to Lan Zijin.
Lan Zijin watched intently and silently wrote down every move.
The autumn wind blows down the yellow leaves of the trees, and time seems to be frozen in this moment.
At this time, Dongfang Luo Qi had already finished all the moves, and walked towards Lan Zijin with a smile. The wind blew his green shirt, and the afternoon sun splashed on him, lining him like a fairy.
"Remember?"
"Remembered."
Lan Zijin jumped into the air and landed at the position where Dongfang Luo Qi demonstrated his swordsmanship for him just now, and used the Panlong Sword to beat the Lu family's swordsmanship from beginning to end, and Dongfang Luo Qi on the side used the bamboo flute in his hand to blow away a song for her.
Two people, one sword, one flute. There is a sunset and falling leaves as a companion, and there is a long flute as a backdrop. It's as if all the troubles of the past have been reduced to zero.
The sun was about to set, and Lan Zijin was tired from practicing swords, so he simply lay down on the fallen leaves on the ground.
Looking at the autumn leaves covering the mountains, the scenery in front of her can't help but remind her of the scene when she and Dongfang Luoyu went to watch the mountains.
Leaning on the building to look at the night sky in early summer, stepping on the snow in the morning and winter to enjoy the streams. In spring, thousands of flowers are all over the fields, and in autumn, fallen leaves are spread all over the mountains.
He cashed in three times and still owed her a spring.
Dongfang Luoqi sat down beside her and asked softly, "What are you thinking?" ”
"You know what? Dongfang Luoyu, you still owe me a spring. ”
"Owe you a spring?"
"Yes, he promised to accompany me to look at the night sky in early summer, walk on the snow in the morning and winter to appreciate the glass, see the flowers all over the fields in spring, and watch the fallen leaves all over the mountains in autumn. Now he has done it in summer, autumn and winter, and there is still a spring left. This may also be an eternal regret between us. ”
"The queen is about to give birth, and the royal brother is about to have an heir."
"Hmm. I know. ”
In the Thousand Winds Palace, the palace people are busy coming and going, and the queen is giving birth at the moment.
"What about the king?" Nuo Zhen asked a little palace maid.
"If you go back to the girl, the king should be there soon!"
As soon as the words fell, Dongfang Luoyu hurried over and asked, "Nuo Zhen." What about the Queen? ”
"Go back to the king. The queen had been giving birth since the afternoon, but it had not gone smoothly until now, and the imperial doctors were waiting outside the dormitory, and the midwives were already waiting. ”
"Hmm. Got it, you should hurry up and take care of the queen. ”
Dongfang Luoyu was very nervous sitting outside the hall, because he would soon have another identity, that is, to become a child's father.
"Your Majesty!"
A imperial doctor hurriedly came to Dongfang Luoyu and knelt down, and asked timidly: "Your Majesty, the queen's fetal position is not correct, I am afraid that it will be difficult to give birth, the old minister dares to ask, if there is really misfortune, is it to protect the big or the small?" ”
Big and small? Dongfang Luoyu has never thought about this problem since then, Ximen Wuya is his queen and the princess of Ximen Kingdom, and her identity is extremely noble, if there is any mistake, she can't explain it to Ximen Kingdom. That child is his only flesh and blood, and he has always looked forward to the birth of this child, how difficult it is to choose between two and two!
Just when Dongfang Luoyu was at a loss, Ximen Wuya in the dormitory screamed, as if she was in great pain.
Dongfang Luoyu made up his mind and said, "Protect the queen!" ”
There will be children again, but Simon Wuya must not be okay now.
"Queen, Queen, the king said that if something goes wrong, protect you."
Nuozhen looked at Ximen Wuya's painful appearance, extremely worried, with tears on his face, and grabbed Ximen Wuya's hand tightly. Ximen Wuya was sweating profusely, and his face was defeated, and he said: "No, no, my king can't be fine!" ”
After a whole night, Ximen Wuya finally gave birth to the child, but the delivery time was too long, the child choked on the amniotic fluid, and the heartbeat was very weak.
"Congratulations to the king, the queen has given birth to a prince, and the woman is safe. It's just that the queen fainted from exhaustion, and the little prince's body was also very weak. ”
When Dongfang Luoyu heard the news, the big stone in his heart finally fell, it doesn't matter if the child is weak, it will always be raised slowly.
Dongfang Luoyu glanced at his son, and after a while, Ximen Wuya woke up and asked, "What about Wang'er?" How is Wang'er? ”
The nurse put the child next to Ximen Wuya, and when Ximen Wuya saw the child, she was relieved and had a gentle smile on her face.
"Your Majesty, give the king a name."
"This is the widow's son-in-law, and the widow's first son, the name of the widow has long been thought of, and it is called Dongfang Mingzhe."
"Mingzhe, that's good."