Chapter 165 A Marshal Who Goes His Own Way

After a long time, Di Lie asked, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"Actually, I've wanted to ask for a long time, but I just didn't find the right time," Aimoye said. "Is it because he tried to hurt me, so you exiled him?"

Di Lie smiled instead, "Of course not."

Aimoye didn't feel disappointed and cheered up to listen to his explanation.

Emperor Lie said again, "I exiled him because he violated the laws of the empire and repeatedly challenged the authority of His Majesty the Emperor. And I am the marshal first, and his uncle second."

Ai Moye breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not just because of me, but you have to make it clear to him. If he comes back from exile in the future and joins the Menton family to cause trouble for me, wouldn't I be the one taking the blame?"

Di Lie pushed her down again, pulled the stuffed doll on the bedside, and held Ai Moye against her left and right.

"Don't get out of bed."

"I may be immature, but I'm not stupid, okay?"

Knowing that Emperor Lie had reduced Yan Sui's rank and sent him into exile not because of himself, Aimoye was relieved but also felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Touching her swollen belly, her tone was somehow a little more irritable, "But the Marshal is really just and strict. Even if his own nephew commits a crime, he will be exiled without saying a word. The empire has a leader like you. If you don't thrive, there will be trouble." ”

"I am not a righteous Libra, nor am I impartial enough. I have despicable selfish motives." Di Lie stretched out his hand to hold the top of her hair, invisibly conveying spiritual power, and said, "So never expect that others can bring it to you. A fair verdict.”

Ai Moye felt inexplicably drowsy, and she always felt that Di Lie's words were concealing something, but before she could ask, she fell into a deep sleep.

After she fell asleep, Di Lie sat beside the bed and patiently combed her messy hair.

Judging from the prenatal check-up report, I should have passed the most difficult period of morning sickness. As for other symptoms, such as dizziness, anemia, backache, swollen feet, etc., they are still bearable.

When this stage comes, it may be safer to take Ai Moye back to the castle to take care of her.

However, that will all happen later. For now, we still have to deal with the Modo Bee.

A few hours later, Aimoye was woken up by a call notification.

In the darkness, she confusedly picked up the ringing mobile phone, squinted her eyes and answered the call, then asked in a thick nasal voice, "Hello?"

There was silence on the phone for a long time.

Ai Moye's eyes widened a bit, "Hello?"

After a brief sound of electricity, a cold male voice sounded, "Is the Marshal here?"

As if a thunder exploded in his ears, Ai Moye suddenly woke up.

She turned on the light and saw that the thing in her hand was actually Di Lie's.

"Um, please wait, wait a moment."

Ai Moye jumped out of bed holding her cell phone in her hand. She didn't even have time to put on her shoes. She hit the door like a rabbit and ran to the public cabin.

"Uncle Emperor, someone is looking for you!"

She looked around for a few times but saw no one. There happened to be movement in the kitchen, so she immediately ran over.

But just as he was about to sprint to the finish line, his foot slipped and his body fell forward. Fortunately, Di Lie opened the door and came out, and he quickly stabilized her with quick eyes and hands.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Ai Moye was breaking out in cold sweat, Di Lie looked unhappy, "Even if it's a big deal, you have to protect your body."

Ai Moye pointed to the phone and asked tentatively from the other side, "Marshal?"

"explain."

"The Zerg in the LK32 star field have been driven away without any abnormality. I would like to ask for instructions, will the army return?"

"Stand where you are and wait for instructions."

"yes."

Di Lie held the tray with his left hand and held Ai Moye's waist with his right hand. He really couldn't free his hand to hold the phone. Ai Moye held up the phone pitifully to let the call go smoothly.

After the other party completed the report, he hung up in a timely manner.

Only then did Di Lie let go of Ai Moye, looked at her bare feet, frowned and reprimanded, "You are such an old person, but you still can't remember that you are a pregnant woman?"

Ai Moye didn't think there was anything wrong, "What's wrong with pregnant women? Pregnant women are not allowed to wear shoes?"

Being stubborn, Ai Moye quickly put on her slippers before the marshal got really angry.

Di Lie put the tray on the table. It was a meal he made conveniently. Aimoye happened to be hungry after waking up, so when she saw it, she started eating without saying a word.

Limited by the raw materials, it is definitely not as delicious as hers, but the taste is still acceptable.

Di Lie didn't move the tableware, just looked at Ai Moye who was devouring his food, and suddenly asked in a confused manner, "Are you an adult that night at the Starry Sky Banquet?"

Ai Moye was stunned for a moment, and the vegetable salad on the silver fork fell back onto the plate.

"According to the date on the ID card, he just reached adulthood."

Di Lie felt relieved.

Ai Moye asked, "What does it matter if you are an adult or not?"

Di Lie's smile was complex and deep, "You don't understand the feeling of having your fate strangled by the throat."

Ai Moye's face was full of doubts. Although she vaguely guessed something, she didn't dare to really think about it.

After she filled her stomach, the aircraft landed near the battle site between the elite troops and the Modo Bees.

This area was classified as a restricted area by the imperial army. Several generals learned that the marshal was about to arrive and waited here early.

Di Lie came out of the cabin, the hem of his military uniform rustling in the strong wind, his slender figure as steady as a mountain.

Ai Moye followed behind, holding on to the escalator and slowly descending the steps.

She was wearing an Imperial military uniform with an automatic temperature control device. Otherwise, the extremely cold temperatures on this planet would freeze the human blood.

However, the swollen belly will inevitably obstruct the line of sight, and the overly large military uniform will make movement very inconvenient.

The steps were instantly frozen into ice bricks due to the extremely low temperature, making it difficult for Ai Moye to walk with every step.

Suddenly, Di Lie turned around and stretched out his hand towards her.

"Hold me."

Ai Moye was stunned, looked at the marshal's hand, and then at the escalator that was gradually freezing and filled with frost.

She pursed her lips slightly, and finally put her hand on Di Lie's palm.

The marshal wore black leather gloves, but they were still warm and powerful. He held Ai Moye's hand tightly, then hugged her around the waist, and in a very affectionate and protective gesture, helped Ai Moye go down the steps and stand firm.

The generals came forward and were shocked when they saw this, as if they had seen the destruction of the universe. However, they quickly averted their eyes under the marshal's power and respectfully saluted Emperor Lie.

"marshal!"

Emperor Lie nodded slightly and then looked around the crater in this area.

"Modo Bee didn't return?"

A general replied angrily, "No, the Modo Bee's trajectory has been detected. Should we send troops to exterminate it?"

"No need." Di Lie said calmly, "I'll go alone."

The general's breath stagnated, and he immediately stepped forward and said anxiously, "No, the phenomenon of insect transformation is too weird, you must not take the risk!"

"If you transform into insects, it will create a hindrance for me." Di Lie put his palm on Ai Moye's back, gently pushed her forward, and said, "Tell her all the information about Modo Bee and insect transformation." .”

Several generals were finally able to look at Ai Moye openly. Before Ai Moye could ask any more questions, Di Lie had already returned to the cabin and left in the aircraft.

Therefore, the marshal is actually quite willing to go his own way.