Chapter 193 A Good Man with Excellent Character

On the way back to the castle, Ai Moye screamed with bared teeth and claws, "Is she my mother? Does she care how I get along with you? Her own love life is as messy as a spider web, yet she still has the nerve to preach to me? What does she mean? , is her life too boring and she has to look for fun from me?"

Di Lie huddled aside, his face numb.

Is it due to the influence of progesterone? The little prisoner is too scary. The scolding can break a person's brain into pieces.

Worried that Ai Moye had fetal gas, Di Lie interrupted her anger at every opportunity and handed her a glass of water, "Moisten your throat before scolding."

Ai Moye took a sip angrily, then glared at him resentfully and said, "Uncle Emperor, you have been telling me to calm down since just now. Is it because I scolded Zi Liu and you are unhappy?" Already?"

Di Lie: "?"

Just as he was about to explain, Ai Moye placed the water glass heavily on the car table, then leaned forward and grabbed his collar menacingly.

"You have gone to such great lengths to protect Zi Liu, tell me, do you like her?"

Di Lie raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Before you cursed her, I didn't even know her name."

It's just nonsense.

Ai Moye said sadly, "Who doesn't know that when all men see Zi Liu, they are as helpless as seeing a dog's bones. I don't believe you can be an exception!"

She was so angry that she spoke incoherently. These words made Di Lie smile, and the marshal laughed inappropriately.

Ai Moye got emotional, tugged on his collar harder, and said angrily, "You still dare to laugh at me? Which sentence is so funny, tell me!"

She got closer and closer, almost squeezing her whole body into Di Lie's arms. Di Lie's back was pressed against the car door, unable to retreat.

The swollen belly pressed against Di Lie's lower abdomen. The marshal was worried and squeezed Ai Moye, holding her waist with both hands to prevent further impact.

"You finally look a bit like a pregnant woman now."

Ai Moye was confused by this meaningless words and said blankly, "What do you mean?"

Emperor Lie's slender fingers gently rubbed her waist, his eyes were gentle and gentle, "He has a hot temper like eating dynamite."

Ai Moye finally reacted, and from her earlobes to her neck, she was smeared with crimson.

The two of them were face to face, and Di Lie's slightly cold fingertips parted her hanging hair. They inevitably touched her skin, causing a shiver wherever they passed.

From the marshal's deep eyes, Ai Moye saw her own reflection.

She was like the whole of Di Lie, being wholeheartedly contained in the small world, rippling with a shallow temperature, bringing a touch of warmth to the frost-condensed heart and lungs.

For a long time, Ai Moye struggled to pull away from Di Lie's arms with a blushing face, touched her red earlobes, and did not dare to look at Di Lie.

Di Lie was very calm, and slowly arranged the messed up clothes, and then asked, "Is that lady just now Yan Sui's former lover?"

Ai Moye said coquettishly, "Her name is Zi Liu, and she fascinated Yan Sui to a great extent at first. However, after Yan Sui was exiled, the two of them had no contact with each other."

Di Lie immediately understood the cause and effect, but was not interested in the emotional entanglements of his junior.

He then said, "As for the dinner, if you don't feel well or don't want to go, don't force it."

The banquet was equally boring every year, and he always avoided it whenever he could. If Aimoye wants to go, he has to accompany her.

Ai Moye said absently, "Mrs. Emma has already prepared the dress for me. If I don't go, wouldn't I be disrespecting the lady's good intentions?"

However, you still have to be fully prepared before going back.

Immediately, Ai Moye told Shan Deying through Shan Delin and agreed to bring people to attend the dinner.

After returning to the castle, Shan Deying called and responded.

"Thank you for being willing to help me, but can you tell me why you suddenly changed your mind?"

Ai Moye was lying on the window admiring the snow, tapping her feet to beat the rhythm.

"Thinking about it carefully, I still don't like her. Anyway, we each have what we need this time. I will be responsible for taking you to the banquet, and you will be responsible for causing trouble for her."

Shan Deying agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Ai Moye stretched out her hand toward the sky, and a few snowflakes fell, keeping their crystal clear look on her palm.

Of course she has her own selfish motives.

Blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing your parents. If Zi Liu really seduces Uncle Di away, how can she get rich by getting married and then divorced?

Ai Moye secretly found a good reason and ignored the subtle fluctuations in her heart with peace of mind.

On the night of the Vienna dinner, Ai Moye attended with Mrs. Emma, ​​and Shan Deying was also invited as her female companion.

Emperor Lie was busy with military affairs and would not be able to come over until later.

During the dinner, there was a lot of drinking and drinking, and Aimoye hid in the corner as much as possible, just wanting to eat in peace.

However, she still couldn't bear her identity as the future marshal's wife. No matter how she escaped, someone would come up to her with red wine and try to get close to her.

Aimoye put on an awkward but polite smile and had to put down her snacks to talk to the ladies.

The vast majority of people would not choose to offend the royal family and the marshal, and would be kind to Ai Moye.

But there are always some unwilling, arrogant and rude people who gossip behind our backs.

Ai Moye finally got the chance to go to the dining table to drink some water to soothe her throat, but she heard someone talking about her behind the curtain.

"She is just a lowly corrupt official's daughter. Her parents are still in prison, but she hooked up with the marshal. I don't know what kind of bullshit luck she got."

"I heard that she is pregnant with the marshal's flesh and blood. The marshal will not have any feelings for her, just for the sake of blood."

"Pregnant before marriage? What a shameless woman. How could the Queen Mother allow such a lowly and despicable woman to become a member of the royal family?"

Those people became more and more enthusiastic as they talked, and Aimoye coughed loudly twice on purpose, successfully attracting attention.

Several people felt embarrassed and quickly dispersed.

Ai Moye frowned in thought, and finally shook her head helplessly.

Forget it, even if you have a big quarrel, you can't stop these people. As long as Uncle Di doesn't dislike her for external reasons.

Not far away, Shan Deying was holding a wine glass and glaring fiercely at the man and woman on the red carpet.

Ai Moye walked over and whispered, "Your face is particularly ferocious now, don't be like this."

Shan Deying suddenly came back to her senses, "Is it ugly?"

Ai Moye took out a small mirror from the space ring and gave it to her, "There are veins all over the forehead, the eyes are evil and vicious, and the corners of the mouth are crooked. Do you think it's ugly?"

Shan Deying didn't look at it, just smiled bitterly and said, "Looks like they really match each other, don't they?"

On the red carpet, Shan Deying's sweetheart, Colonel Qizhi, was holding Zi Liu's arm, chatting and laughing with others.

Qizhi comes from a well-known family. He is tall, handsome, upright and loyal. He is a good man with a successful career and excellent character among the younger generation.