Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million points of magic

In the castle, Mrs. Emma sat under the umbrella in the garden, drinking black tea to cover up her irritability at the moment.

This was the fifth time Princess Chelsea came to visit her. Unsurprisingly, she talked about Princess Beth again.

"On the night of the Starry Night Banquet, Beth was dragged into the car by the marshal, and something like that happened between the two of them. Our family is a traditional aristocracy. If the marshal is not willing to take responsibility, then Beth will not have to live." Princess Chelsea cried bitterly.

Mrs. Emma thought irritably, if you don't want to live, then don't live. Wouldn't it be nice to die quietly? Who would you threaten by speaking out?

But Prince Chelsea is the younger brother of the former emperor.

The nobleman in front of him can be regarded as Lady Emma's "sister". Not only are they related to each other, but the status and identity of the Chelsea family cannot be ignored.

Putting down the cup, Mrs. Emma said, "You can't just take Beth's side of the story on this matter. After all, she herself said that being extremely drunk that night did not necessarily mean she had sex with Di Lie."

The princess screamed excitedly, "What do you mean? Do you doubt that my daughter will go to bed with anyone and then frame the fault to the marshal? The Chelsea family is a traditional aristocrat, and my daughter is also an elegant lady. How is it possible..."

Mrs. Emma sneered inwardly.

She had the surveillance video of the night of the Starry Sky Banquet in her hand. If she wasn't afraid that things would be exposed, she would have wanted to film the surveillance video on the face of the screaming chicken right now, so that she could see clearly who had evil intentions.

The princess screamed incoherently for a long time, and finally took a sip of tea and said seriously, "In short, the marshal must take responsibility, otherwise the Chelsea family will never let it go!"

Lady Emma's expression was cold.

What's the use of screaming at her? Do you have the ability to howl in front of that bastard Di Lie?

Oh, people don’t dare, and they are also afraid of having their necks broken.

Mrs. Emma was very annoyed and said, "Di Lie has just returned to the imperial capital. In this case, why not ask him to confront Bess?"

The princess shut up immediately.

Seeing the panic on her face, Mrs. Emma added, "Anyway, as an unpopular adoptive mother, I can't make the final decision on Emperor Lie's marriage. Either you go find him for an interview yourself, or ask the emperor to come forward." ."

The princess said coquettishly, "But His Majesty the Emperor avoids seeing you. It's really..."

The whole empire knew that the marshal hated being forced to get married.

Even the Queen Mother and the Emperor only dared to urge and tease him, but did not dare to make any arrangements for him.

If Princess Chelsea takes the initiative to come to the door, she may not think that she lives too long.

It took Lady Emma a long time to drive the princess away. She turned around and said angrily to Mary, "Go and call Di Lie back. He is quite happy. Look at what I have been forced into!"

Mary said, "You don't need to be angry. Returning to the marshal will only cause a bigger dispute. It's better to think about how to arrange this matter."

Especially since Ai Moye is pregnant, we can't let Di Lie's bloodline be regarded as a shady family, and we have to be responsible for the little girl.

Mrs. Emma said with a headache, "I also want to get Ye Ye and Di Lie married as soon as possible, but the problem is that they don't call!"

Mrs. Emma has repeatedly raped her overtly and covertly, and Di Lie has a completely bullying and caring mentality towards Aimoye.

As for Aimoye, she was too young. She was busy farming and going to school every day, and she had no intention of falling in love.

In addition to the age gap between the two and their unwillingness to fall in love, there was another bigger problem - Di Lie had raided Ai Moye's home.

Even if the Ai family is guilty of corruption and is solely to blame, it must be difficult for Ai Moye to accept it rationally.

Mary said, "It is worse than the two of them meeting lovers and starting families separately in the future. Why don't you fool them first and let them get married? This will not only give Miss Ai and the baby a legitimate identity, but also block the way for the marshal. Those with impure motives.”

Mrs. Emma thought about it for a long time and felt that it was not impossible.

On Star 2B, Ai Moye finished taking Master Huaimu's private lessons.

Su Qi sent a communication video and said, "How did you master the broken bone repair formation today?"

Ai Moye felt overwhelmed, "It's so complicated. I need to practice more."

Suchi said, "In interstellar competitions, it is common for our teammates to lose their hands and feet. This magic circle must be mastered. You can practice with star beasts or zerg, but pay attention to your body and don't overuse your powers."

"Thank you for your concern, senior brother. I am young and can still bear it."

"By the way, are you coming to the Imperial Capital on the weekend?"

"Is there something wrong with Heyuan?"

"It's not Heyuan," Su Qi sent a video. "The senior classmate is also unofficially scheduled to participate. He invited me to the black market. I want to take you with me to look for something suitable for us."

Ai Moye clicked on the video, which contained an introduction.

There is an auction on the black market, and the most eye-catching one is a meteorite from the universe.

This kind of meteorite has withstood thousands of times, including solar storms, electromagnetic ray bursts, etc., and has accumulated endless power over thousands of years. It is most suitable for forging weapons, and many people participated in the bidding.

The senior Su Qi mentioned was also among them, and he seemed to be planning to take pictures of the meteorite and forge it into the most powerful weapon suitable for him.

Ai Moye felt itchy after seeing it and wanted to go to the black market, so she immediately agreed.

Jiya learned that she was going to run away again and took her to the prison infirmary for a prenatal check-up.

"It's so bizarre that you're running around like this and not feeling any discomfort."

Holding the prenatal checkup report, Jiya glanced at it for a long time and made sure that the diagnosis report was OK before she dared to let Aimoye move around freely.

Aimoye said, "Isn't it the same if I go to the imperial capital for a prenatal check-up? Why does it have to be today?"

She skipped her pharmacy class again, hoping that the instructor would not call Di Lie to complain.

Jiya stared at her, "Did you go to the Imperial Capital for a prenatal check-up before?"

"I did it once," Aimoye whispered, "Uncle Di brought it with me. If you don't believe me, just ask."

Jiya had a strange expression, "That person took you there personally?"

Ai Moye nodded.

At first, Aimoye resisted asking a man who was not her relative to take her for a prenatal check-up.

But Di Lie acted very calmly. In his words, it was equivalent to taking a poor, abandoned stray cat to the hospital for sterilization surgery.

Ai Moye was so angry that her forehead was filled with smoke, but after the anger passed, she calmed down and didn't feel shy at all.

Sometimes, bullshit is really magical.

Jiya was surprised, but she didn't say anything. After all, although the marshal was a little cold, he still cared about the citizens of the empire, so she didn't need to worry about Aimoye.

Before departure, Ai Moye brought a lot of specialties as usual and boarded the airship to the imperial capital.

As soon as she hit the road, she received an invitation from Lady Emma.

"Ye Ye, how are you doing recently? Is the baby still safe?"

Aimoye said, "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine with me."

Ever since she found out she was pregnant, Mrs. Emma went to the prison every two days to deliver unpleasant nutritional supplements for pregnant women.

Ai Moye doesn't drink much, so there are boxes of them at home.

If it were exchanged for gold according to the value, Ai Moye would laugh until her legs cramped.