Chapter 197 The Emperor’s Instructions

Being able to stab Zi Liu at this moment, Shan Deying felt that her fight was finally worth it.

Qi Zhi was not a shy person. After pondering, he left immediately without even giving Zi Liu an extra glance.

Zi Liu hurriedly chased him, but he was wearing high heels and a floor-length dress, so he couldn't catch up.

After the two left, Ai Moye was not interested and pulled off the corner of Di Lie's clothes, "Uncle Di, are you back?"

She was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes, and she was so busy studying for exams recently that her body couldn't hold on.

Di Lie tested the temperature on her forehead and found that there was no fever, so she was probably just tired.

"Stay in the palace tonight and I'll take you back to your room."

Protecting her in his arms, Di Lie took her out of the hall, politely rejecting those who came to chat along the way.

As soon as she walked out of the main entrance, Ai Moye was chilled by the oncoming snowy wind.

Immediately, Di Lie's military coat fell on top of her head, wrapping her up.

Ai Moye yawned continuously, "I don't have to go to class tomorrow, can I get up later?"

"My advice is to sleep until you wake up naturally."

Ai Moye was swaying as she walked, her eyes narrowed so much that there were almost no gaps.

She walked slower and slower, and Emperor Lie simply picked her up and carried her to the guest room in the west courtyard of the palace.

Ms. Mary and her servants stood under the corridor, and the white streetlights made the snow-covered ground pale.

After seeing the two of them, Mary immediately opened her umbrella and came forward to block the flying snow.

Di Lie lowered his head and looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in his arms, and whispered, "Arrange a guest room for her."

Mary said calmly, "There are no more guest rooms."

"Huh?" Di Lie stopped, "There are more than ten guest rooms, but you can't spare one?"

Mary said, "All the heaters in the west courtyard rooms are broken."

Di Lie raised his feet and walked to the east court, "Then..."

"The water pipe burst in the East Courtyard and everything was flooded." Mary caught up.

Di Lie looked at the bold butler with a half-smile, "You shouldn't be so poor at making excuses."

"Miss Ai can only sleep in your room, which is a shame for you." Mary said respectfully.

At this point, Di Lie could not find another way, otherwise the fragile pregnant woman in her arms would suffer frostbite in the ice and snow.

Helpless, he had no choice but to carry the person back to his room.

In the middle of the night, Ai Moye woke up and reached out to hook up the water glass on the bedside.

However, she didn't get it for a long time, so she had to turn on the light and get up, and finally realized that this was not the castle bedroom she was used to.

It has a cold style very similar to the marshal's residence, with minimalist tones of black, white and gray, simple decorations that can be avoided, and no warm atmosphere at all.

After sitting blankly for a while, Aimoye heard the marshal's voice coming from the bedside, "Sleepwalking?"

"You are sleepwalking, your whole family is sleepwalking." Aimoye said angrily, and then asked, "Uncle Di, why are you sleeping on the sofa?"

The bedside lamp cast a faint halo of light, enough for Ai Moye to see the person lying on the sofa.

The marshal stood up, the blanket slipped a little, and the messy shirt opened wide, revealing his coveted tough abdominal muscles.

The sofa couldn't accommodate the marshal's tall body. He obviously didn't sleep well and complained, "So, I should sleep on the bed and let you sleep on the sofa?"

Ai Moye immediately lay down and completely occupied the bed, "Can you bear to let a pregnant woman squeeze onto the sofa pitifully?"

Di Lie put on his coat, poured a glass of hot water, and sat down on the bed.

Ai Moye took the water glass and took a sip to moisten her throat.

From the corner of his eye, he inevitably caught a glimpse of someone's strong yet sexy abs, and the poor girl didn't know where to look.

As a marshal who has been fighting all year round, Di Lie naturally has a good figure, and his muscles are strong but not too rough. The feel and look are just right, making people unable to help but touch him.

"Put your clothes on," Ai Moye put down the cup and explained covertly, "It's so cold, you'll catch a cold."

Di Lie thought of the bad memories and said angrily, "The heater in my room is not broken."

Ai Moye didn't quite understand and said angrily, "How about this, you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa?"

She was just being polite, but she didn't expect that Di Lie actually wanted to get on the bed. She was so frightened that she immediately opened her arms to protect the big bed.

"Can't you tell that I don't mean what I say?"

Di Lie said innocently, "I have never been able to read words and emotions."

He wanted to lift Aimoye's quilt, but Aimoye gave up and begged pitifully, "I'll sleep on the bed. You've slept until midnight anyway, so it doesn't matter if you sleep until dawn."

Whose pregnant woman wants to sleep on a cramped sofa? I already felt uncomfortable because my big belly pressed against my internal organs, so I had to toss and turn to find a suitable position to feel better.

Once the sleeping area is too crowded, it will be difficult to turn over.

Fortunately, Di Lie just teased her, gently pushed her down with his palm, and covered her with the quilt again.

"Go to sleep."

Afraid that he would come to snatch her again, Ai Moye closed her eyes and fell asleep in a second.

After dawn, Ai Moye woke up late. When he opened his eyes, Di Lie had already gone to the military headquarters.

Mrs. Emma stood by the bed and said with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Ai Moye said with a guilty conscience, "That's great, but I'm wronging Uncle Di. He's so big and has to squeeze into the sofa."

"That's what it should be." Mrs. Emma didn't feel disappointed. After all, if Di Lie could easily sleep with others, he wouldn't be Di Lie.

At least they are willing to sleep in the same room, which is also a huge improvement for this "misfortunate couple".

There's nothing important to do today, and Aimoye doesn't plan to review. She takes the opportunity to recharge herself so that she can better face the final exam.

The weather was sunny, the snow was quickly cleared, and there was no sign of a heavy snowstorm.

Ai Moye went for a walk in the garden and met His Majesty the Emperor, who was drinking tea and reading a book.

The emperor was as gentle and elegant as ever, his smile was like a spring breeze, and he seemed easy to get along with.

He took the initiative to invite Aimoye to sit down, and Aimoyye had no choice but to accompany him.

"My brother has a naughty temperament. It's hard for you to get along with him." His Majesty the Emperor said kindly, "If he bullies you, remember to tell me."

Aimoye asked, "Will you make the decision for me?"

The emperor was very shy, "I can anger him and share his bullying for you."

Ai Moye: "..." How do you feel that Di Lie is the one standing at the top of the food chain?

The emperor was very talkative. At first, Aimoye felt that she had no common topics with him, but she did not expect that he was a social terrorist and could chat well with little girls whom he had not met a few times.

The whole morning was quickly spent in casual conversation, and during this period, the emperor did not do anything serious.

This made Ai Moye have to sigh, compared with the marshal, His Majesty the Emperor is really leisurely.

After the conversation was almost over, Aimoye stood up and said goodbye, "I won't disturb your rare free time. I'm going to do other things first."

The emperor nodded, waited for her to turn around, and then called her back.

"Miss Ai."

Ai Moye turned around.

"Xiao Lie," the emperor clasped his hands, rubbed his thumb unconsciously, and said slowly after a long time, "he will be a qualified partner. Although he has a bit of a naughty personality, he will not hurt you."