Chapter 234 Heavy Wedding Dress

"Sir Bobby, Aimoye is less than nineteen years old. No matter how exceptional he is, he will never be able to enter the Ministry of Agriculture."

Minister Bobby was stunned and slapped the table even more excitedly, "But Marshal, her talent can't just be used for farming in Desolate Star. You know it better than anyone else!"

"Sir Babi," the emperor raised his hand gracefully to stop Minister Babi from doing anything, "this topic is too rash, let's end it here."

After the long meeting, Ai Moye huddled in the corner, waiting for the others to leave, then slowly moved to Di Lie like a hibernating animal.

"Uncle Di, I don't want to join the Ministry of Agriculture."

The tone was so aggrieved that Di Lie couldn't help but rub her soft hair, "So, I refuse on your behalf."

The emperor was drinking tea aside, squinting his eyes and smiling softly, "So, Ye Ye is indeed very capable, and even the Minister of Agriculture wants to promote her."

It’s no wonder that the Minister of Agriculture is excited. Whether it’s medicine or agriculture, what Aimoye has shown is incompatible with this era.

I don’t know whether to call it advanced or retro, but it fits well.

Aimoye smiled bitterly, "Please stop teasing me."

I was made difficult for no reason today, and I was really not in a good mood.

Di Lie looked at her for a while, then stood up, holding her by the collar, and walked slowly outside the conference hall.

"gone."

Ai Moye was forced to take two steps, grabbed her collar with her backhand, and tried to pull away from Di Lie.

"Uncle Emperor, you will be punished for mistreating a pregnant woman like this!"

Emperor Lie turned a deaf ear, but when he got to the door, he let him go to avoid being seen by the ministers who were not in line with noble etiquette. Afterwards, he tried to persuade him earnestly.

The emperor sat in his original position, smiled and watched the two people leave, and sighed, "The relationship is really good."

It seems that my worries were in vain.

Di Lie was surrounded as soon as he left the house. Several military officials were reporting something in low voices.

Ai Moye sat on the flower bed and dialed Jiya's phone number.

"Sister Jiya, I want to change my online name."

Jiya was surprised, "Are you crazy? You have finally become a millionaire internet celebrity. How much traffic will you lose if you change your name now? I have complained about your embarrassing name a long time ago, but you still don't care. Now you know it's embarrassing?"

Ai Moye was about to cry but had no tears, "I didn't expect that my fame would become bigger at first."

She thought it would be to fit in with the brainless romance style of the original work, but she didn't expect that when it was her turn, it would turn into a hard-working entrepreneurial style.

If I had known earlier, I might as well have been called the Rural Entrepreneurial Women Director.

Jiya couldn't bear to hit her any more, so she comforted her a few words and then asked about the wedding.

She and Mai Ma are finishing the work for the prison. The raising of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep will be temporarily handed over to robots, and the prison guards will take care of them when they have time.

Once things are settled, come directly to the wedding.

Aimoye almost forgot about this. Her real purpose of coming back this time was to get married.

While talking to Jiya, several ministers who had made an attack earlier came towards Aimoye.

With Di Lie around, Ai Moye wasn't afraid that they would really arrest her and put her on trial, but seeing how majestic and menacing they all were, she still had to cheer up.

"Sister, I'll hang up first." Ai Moye quickly put away her phone, preparing to face the "attack" from those people.

A few meters away, Di Lie also noticed it. While talking to his subordinates, he never took his eyes away.

The diplomats, headed by the Minister of Foreign Affairs, all stood in front of Ai Moye, their expressions so solemn and so cold that they seemed to squeeze out water.

Aimoye was already ready to open her mouth to fight back, but the Foreign Minister suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of her, held one of her hands with noble etiquette, and kissed the back of her hand gently.

The man raised his head, and there seemed to be light flowing in his dark golden eyes, looking very affectionate and gentlemanly.

"Please forgive me, Miss Ai. I didn't mean to make things difficult today, but as officials, we must do our best for the safety of the empire and do not allow even the slightest mistake."

The diplomat showed a completely different look from when he made the previous attack, and expressed his helplessness apologetically.

"I have seen alien planets destroyed because of spies. Billions of people were killed because of the Zerg conspiracy, and ancient kingdoms were destroyed. We will never allow the same tragedy to happen again in the empire."

Ai Moye didn't expect such a direction, and reflexively glanced at Di Lie.

The marshal also realized that things were not what he imagined, so he withdrew his gaze and let Aimoye handle it on his own.

Aimoye withdrew her hand from the diplomat and wiped it behind her back.

"With a cautious official like you, as a citizen, I will feel very safe, so please don't feel guilty." She smiled harmlessly, which made the diplomat feel relieved.

"Please forgive our rudeness. Everything you have shown is indeed incompatible with the past. Maybe the marshal is right. Human beings themselves are creatures with great potential, so they can try their best to rise from the ashes after being destroyed again and again. We should Believe, maybe you are a gift from the gods.”

Ai Moye was so embarrassed by this sensational description that she could dig a castle out of her toes.

Several other officials who spoke fiercely also came forward and expressed their apologies to Aimoye.

Aimoye dealt with it calmly, even when facing the highest-level ministers in the empire.

Probably because of the support given by the marshal and her own abilities, she had enough confidence to deal with all kinds of people.

On Di Lie's side, his subordinates said, "The new lady is very generous, and the people will like her."

Di Lie's eyes fell on Ai Moye again. The latter was standing in the corridor, talking calmly to the officials. She was no longer like the little girl who cried over a little vegetable seedling when they first met.

"She's still growing and will be even more dazzling."

In the future, when people mention Ai Moye, it will not be the marshal's wife. The title brought by her own achievements will override this subordinate status.

Afterwards, Di Lie carried Ai Moye back to the castle.

The castle has a brand new look, with welcome signs everywhere and natural flowers customized at exorbitant prices. The former castle has been transformed directly from retro elegance to European modern style.

Mrs. Emma asked someone to take out the wedding dress and jewelry, and urged Ai Moye to change them with a smile.

Although the blindfold can change the visual effect of others, the pregnant belly does not really shrink, so the wedding dress is very loose, leaving room for the abdomen.

After Ai Moye put on her wedding dress, she looked at the person in the mirror and sighed.

She was not yet at the age where she longed for marriage, so she had never imagined what she would look like in a wedding dress.

It is even more unimaginable that the first marriage was not because of love.

She lowered her head and caressed her swollen belly.

In any case, at least if he gets married, this little guy will not become a "black household" without a household registration.

He will be the legitimate child of the Imperial Marshal, born with wealth and status, instead of a nameless child born to a young prisoner in the Desolate Star Prison.

As a mother, this is the best thing Aimoye can give him.

She was feeling sad about spring and autumn, and she didn't even know when the cloakroom door was pushed open.

"How long are you going to be sad there?" Di Lie leaned against the door with his hands folded, "If the wedding dress doesn't fit, send it to be altered immediately."

Ai Moye tried to lift the hem of her skirt and spin it around, but it was too heavy to lift.

"On my wedding day, am I going to wear such heavy clothes?" She felt that this heavy-duty wedding dress weighed at least 30 pounds, and the tail was eight meters long. After putting it on, it would be difficult to even walk around in high heels.