Being scolded by Ai Moye, Yan Sui couldn't even utter a word in rebuttal.

Ai Moye didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up a few small cakes, and squatted in a more secluded place to eat.

She was eating happily when a pair of military boots appeared in front of her.

Looking up from the military boots, you can see a pair of slender and powerful legs, and then they are very big...

Aimoye put away the unhealthy thoughts, blinked and said, "Uncle Di, are you here for the dinner too?"

Di Lie was busy today and came in relatively late. When he got off the car, he saw Ai Moye squatting in the grass, rustling like a thief.

"Watch your posture, my lady." He said critically, "It's not elegant at all."

"I am not a noble girl now, but a prisoner girl." Ai Moye took a big mouthful of cake and stuffed it into her mouth, "What's more, when eating, of course you have to find the most relaxed posture."

Di Lie saw a little cake residue left at the corner of her mouth and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Ai Moye quickly swept away the residue with the tip of her tongue and said, "You must use the best white sugar, honey, cream cake powder, etc., right?"

"We are all distinguished guests today, and the ingredients used are naturally top-notch. If you like it, eat more." Di Lie's mood gradually improved.

It seems that every time I see this little prisoner, his gloomy and depressed mentality becomes a little brighter.

Maybe it's because Aimoye is too young and very energetic, like a vibrant little sun, always with a heartless, lively and joyful attitude.

This positive and positive energy aura is also invisibly infecting the people around you.

Di Lie wanted to go to the inner hall. He had already taken two steps, but then he turned back and said, "This position is not good for the fetus. If you don't want to stay in the hall, just go back to the flower hall and I will explain to Mrs. Emma."

Ai Moye's legs were indeed numb from squatting, "Can I bring some more pastries?"

"Haven't had enough?"

Ai Moye touched her belly and took out the fetus to show off, "It's not that I want to eat, it's the baby that wants to eat."

Di Lie didn't want to attend such an occasion. "You go up first and I will bring it to you later."

“One of every dessert!”

As soon as Di Lie entered the hall, Yan Sui Mengton came forward menacingly.

"Uncle, how did that woman Ai Moye get to know the Queen Mother? Why can she even attend such an occasion?"

Seeing his nephew who failed to live up to his expectations, Di Lie's mood, which had just improved, turned bad again.

"Have you met?" Di Lie threw his military uniform jacket to the servant, poured himself a glass of wine, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Yan Sui became angry because of what Ai Moye said, and said angrily, "She actually has the nerve to accuse me? This woman caused Zi Liu to have a miscarriage. She has no regrets at all. Instead, she puts the blame on me!"

Di Lie was not interested in the grudges between the three children at all, but seeing Yan Sui's anger and hatred, it would inevitably cause obstacles to Ai Moye in the future.

"She is already under my protection. If you still know that I am your biological uncle, please don't do anything else."

Yan Sui had been warned before, and because of his fear of Emperor Lie, he did not dare to attack Ai Moye after meeting today.

But he was still unconvinced. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and asked, "Is the wood superpower so important that your uncle would rather protect an outsider than help his nephew?"

Di Lie half-smiled, "As far as I know, you once wanted to lock Ai Moye in the cellar and let others humiliate you?"

"Isn't that right? That kind of bitch deserves to be humiliated to death by men!" Yan Sui's angry eyes said it all.

Di Lie didn't want to face his nephew again, lest he take pictures of human brain tissue in the next second.

"You are too arrogant. Before you make a bigger mistake, go to Planet 3L to clear your head."

"Planet 3L?" Yan Sui exclaimed, "That's a rubbish star, not even as good as the Desolate Star! Uncle, I am a noble, why would I go to that kind of place for no reason?"

Emperor Lie's face darkened, rarely getting angry: "Even the emperor has no right to privately torture any citizen of the empire, especially the most despicable insult to women. Since you are not aware of your fault, then I will remove your title. , let you go to Planet 3L to atone for your sins as an ordinary prisoner."

Yan Sui suddenly turned pale.

Before he could think of a way to apologize and save the situation, the document regarding the reduction of rank had passed the instructions of Emperor Lie and was quickly announced to the entire empire within a few minutes.

After Emperor Lie left, Yan Sui stayed where he was, dumbfounded.

Shan Deying also happened to come over. Due to her status, she could not attend the elf dinner, but she was brought in by Yan Sui.

"Isn't that the marshal who just passed by?" She didn't know what happened just now, but she just thought that the shirt on the marshal's body looked familiar.

Yan Sui said angrily, "Ai Moye, that damn woman!"

"Ai Moye? Is she here?" Shan Deying looked around in surprise, "A mere low-class noble has become a prisoner. What qualifications do he have to attend the Elf Festival dinner?"

Yan Sui also felt a headache.

It seems that since Aimoye escaped and asked to be exiled, many things have been beyond his control.

Especially the protection of Mrs. Emma and Di Lie undoubtedly made him restricted.

Especially now that he is being punished, being exiled to a trash star is a small thing, but losing his title is the most terrifying thing.

When the two of them were wondering about their lives, Di Lie had already taken the dessert and strode out of the banquet hall.

The more Shan Deying looked at his shirt, the more familiar it seemed to her. Regardless of her fear, she ran after him and took a closer look, and her heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, it is exactly the same as the "shirt skirt" that Ai Moye wore.

It should be the same model, right?

However, the marshal's private servers should all be hand-made and unique in the entire galaxy.

Shan Deying's face was colorful and she didn't dare to think deeply.

Did Aimoye abandon Yan Sui and hook up with his uncle?

Impossible. With that woman's viciousness, how could she get into the eyes of the marshal?

Shan Deying did not dare to tell Yan Sui her guess, and was alone in the rough waters.

In the flower hall, Ai Moye asked the housekeeper for pen and paper and was drawing a pattern.

Di Lie put down the dessert and asked, "What are you drawing?"

"Safe lock." Ai Moye said, "The gold bar given by Mrs. Emma, ​​I plan to make a small ornament for the baby."

Just like when she was born, her grandparents, grandparents, parents, uncles and uncles were all overjoyed and prepared many small gifts for her.

She is helpless in this time and space, and has no way to make her baby feel more care. She can only learn from her parents and give her baby everything she has as much as possible.

"But it's so difficult to use." Aimoye complained softly, flicking her pen.

This white paper is a technological composite. It is far less smooth and delicate than wooden rice paper, and it has many pits on it.

Di Lie put his head on one hand and looked at the pattern on the paper, "What kind of accessory is the safety lock?"

"It's a little golden lock that means peace and health. Haven't you seen it?"

Di Lie remained silent.

Ai Moye added, "Maybe it's because of different cultural customs. Safety locks are very common in our place."

She used to have several silver safety locks, and even when she grew up, she often took them out to play with. They were the blessings and love given by her elders.

After spending a lot of time to draw the drawing, Aimoye placed it under the light to admire it with satisfaction and said, "The safety lock for babies does not need to be heavy. Twenty grams of gold is more than enough. If it is a girl, just make two more A gold bracelet."

Mrs. Emma gave her a whole pound of gold bars, enough for her to make jewelry in various ways.

"The child hasn't been born yet, so he must even prepare jewelry?" Di Lie couldn't understand.

His birth was not expected, and he was never taken seriously afterwards, so that Aimoye's behavior seemed very unreasonable to him.

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