Chapter 239 The Queen Mother’s Best Friend

Ai Moye thought that in an era of strict hierarchy, there were indeed many feudal and conservative rules.

Her original intention was not to meet, but Mary tactfully said that the noble women had made preparations for this long ago, but canceling it when it was approaching might cause dissatisfaction among the nobles.

Aimoye sighed and had no choice but to arrange a meeting.

In the afternoon, a tea party was arranged in the garden.

Ai Moye is unfamiliar to many people. She has no memory of "female supporting role Ai Moye" and has no impression of these celebrities.

But some of them have ill intentions towards her. These are all the consequences of the former female partner, and now Aimoye will bear them.

But due to her current status, the ladies who used to be happy to add insult to injury did not dare to be too harsh.

The endless chatting was actually boring. Ai Moye wandered around for nine days, thinking that with this time, why didn't she go back to farming?

Nell Windsor came over with black tea and sat down at the table.

"I didn't thank you last time."

Ai Moye came back to her senses and smiled at her, "Your agent cares about your face very much, so he spends more time on your face during treatment."

This also led to the fact that it took Nair a long time to recuperate his body, but his face recovered quickly and well.

Nair lowered his head, looked at the slightly swaying bright red tea soup, and said softly, "You are different from what I imagined. You are very suitable for a marshal."

Aimoye laughed out loud, "You must be the first person to think so."

Nair said seriously, "You are very different from the rumors, and as the Marshal said to others at the dinner, you are still young and will have enough time to grow and become more dazzling."

Even she began to look forward to what kind of person Ai Moye would become.

Let's talk about it now, Nair will not pester Di Lie anymore, nor will he give Aimo Ye a stumbling block.

"By the way, you have to pay attention to one person." Before leaving, Nair warned in a low voice, "You should know Princess Beth. She is different from me. She is a complete crazy person."

Aimoye smiled calmly, "I know."

"You don't know," Nair said with emphasis, "Maybe she doesn't love the Marshal very much, but just regards the Marshal as belonging to her. Now that her beloved 'toy' has been taken away by you, this crazy obsession and possessiveness, It will drive her to do terrible things."

Aimoye thanked Nair for his kindness, but still had no vigilance.

"I know. I've had confrontations with her before, so I'll pay attention."

Nair opened and closed his mouth, with a hint of resentment, "If you keep acting like this, you will suffer."

Princess Beth is a famous mad critic, and with a noble background, she is not on the same level as her.

Ai Moye smiled and said nothing, looking so foolish and innocent that Nel was so angry that he couldn't even drink the black tea.

At the end of the day, Di Lie had not returned yet.

At night, Aimoye went to bed early, and the doctor came to check.

"Are you feeling tired?" The female doctor opened her clothes and slid the detector on her belly.

Ai Moye said, "I'm not tired at all, but my waist is a little sore."

Mrs. Emma, ​​who was staring closely at the screen of the instrument, her heart suddenly rose to her throat, "Is there anything else besides backache? Are you dizzy? Does your stomach hurt?"

The female doctor comforted her amusingly, "Queen Mother, you are too nervous. As the month progresses, the fetus presses on the nerves and muscles, and backache is common."

Mrs. Emma has also given birth, so she naturally knows this, but that was many years ago.

After the examination, the female doctor did not prescribe medicine for Aimoye.

"You are in good health, and the baby is also very healthy. It is growing steadily as expected." After putting away the instruments, the doctor said, "It seems that infusing more spiritual power is indeed effective. Please tell the marshal and you must persist in the future."

Ai Moye sat up slowly while holding the edge of the bed, and Mrs. Emma wiped the coupling agent off her stomach.

"What kind of spiritual power infusion?" Aimoye asked casually.

The doctor was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay, just tell the marshal."

Later, housekeeper Mary sent the doctor away.

The Queen Mother smiled and pulled the blanket over Ai Moye and asked, "In a few months, the baby will be born. Have you thought of a name?"

Ai Moye shook her head, "I haven't thought about the name yet. I don't seem to be very good at naming, so why don't I ask you and the elders to make up your mind."

Mrs. Emma said excitedly, "Is this okay? Okay, okay, leave this matter to me and I will definitely satisfy you!"

Ai Moye was a little sleepy and fell asleep without saying a few words.

Mrs. Emma actually wanted to tell her another thing, but seeing that she was so tired, she just tucked her up lovingly.

Let’s discuss other people’s matters tomorrow.

The next day, Ai Moye received news that the Queen Mother's best friend was coming to visit.

Mrs. Emma said, "This is my close friend and childhood sweetheart who later married her. This marriage lasted for almost two hundred years. By the way, her husband was the last old marshal and was one of Di Lie's teachers."

Ai Moye was puzzled, "Why did your best friend come all the way to see me?"

Mrs. Emma's smile was rippling, "I don't know what the specific matter is. It's better to wait until she arrives and listen to her personally."

In the afternoon, the Queen Mother's best friend, Mrs. Dai Qian, came to visit with her daughter-in-law.

Because it was a meeting of old friends, there were not so many rules and etiquette. Everyone was very casual, drinking tea and chatting in the garden.

Mrs. Dai Qian has a good relationship with the Queen Mother, so she calls Ai Moye more affectionately.

"Ye Ye is really young, but he is not as impetuous and childish as ordinary children. Instead, he gives people a very sophisticated and calm feeling. No wonder the marshal is also moved by such a child." Mrs. Dai Qian liked her more and more.

"You're flattered." Ai Moye responded with a polite smile, thinking to herself, it's all just pretending.

Next to Mrs. Dai Qian, there is a young-looking girl, probably in her twenties. She is not particularly beautiful, but her temperament is dignified and elegant, and her eyes and expressions are gentle and kind.

The lady introduced that this is her daughter-in-law Wenla, who is over fifty years old and has a good personality. She hopes to become good friends with Aimoye.

Ai Moye said the scene words, but her heart was so shocked that she was overwhelmed.

As expected, interstellar people cannot judge their age from their appearance. Who in their fifties looks twenty years old?

Wen La's face was a little haggard, and her smile was forced. She looked at Ai Moye's belly and said enviously, "My husband and I have been married for twenty years, and there has been no good news. Moye is still very close to children, and she and the marshal have known each other for a long time. It didn’t last long, but it was the fruit of love.”

"Yes, even if there is only one child, that's fine," Mrs. Dai Qian suddenly faced Ai Moye and asked with a serious face, "Ye Ye, please tell me honestly, what posture makes it easier to get pregnant?"

"Pfft -" Ai Moye sprayed a mouthful of tea soup three meters away.