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

Di Lie personally drove the airship to pick him up. He frowned when he saw Ai Moye carrying large and small bags to the cargo hold.

"Are these your treasures?"

"Yes," Ai Moye patted the watermelon, "I also left a small one as a gift for Mrs. Emma for us to eat on the way."

The distance between Star 2B and the Blue Star Imperial Capital was long, and Aimoye would not be used to it if there was no food on the way.

Di Lie did not comment and put all the big and small bags into the space ring.

"Is this your portable space?" Aimoye looked at it with envy and curiosity.

Di Lie saw her unblinking eyes and his smile turned gentle, "Like it?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Ai Moye was ecstatic and nodded vigorously.

The next second, Di Lie said with a smile, "No."

Ai Moye: "..." This person is so evil!

The airship left Planet 2B and headed for the imperial capital along the cosmic orbit.

Moye sticks to the window, looking out at the mysterious and vast universe.

Di Lie was flipping through a book beside him and said calmly, "When you get to the Imperial Capital, you have to behave more like an interstellar person."

Ai Moye pretended to be stupid, "Am I like an uncivilized monkey in primitive society?"

Di Lie ignored it.

Ai Moye's heart was beating like a drum, and she was wildly guessing who this uncle was. She was afraid that she had guessed a lot about her origins.

He took the initiative to say before that the Elf Festival was held once a year, but when Aimoye didn't correct him, he looked at Aimoye with a strange look.

There is a sense of "it is indeed so" and a deeper curiosity to explore.

But in the end, he asked nothing.

After a long time, Aimoye asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to arrest me?"

Di Lie glanced at her, his eyes fell on the shackles around her neck, and he half-smiled, "Hasn't your whole family been arrested?"

...that makes sense.

Ai Moye gritted her teeth in anger.

Di Lie returned his gaze to the page and added, "Not everyone has the value of slice research. For example, prisoners are not as valuable as disposable scalpels on the operating table."

Ai Moye felt an irrefutable sense of frustration and simply changed the subject, "What book are you reading?"

Di Lie waved the book towards her, "Do you know how to read?"

"I can understand it." Aimoye knew that the characters in this universe were not the Chinese characters she was familiar with.

But the world seems to be changing her perception. These unfamiliar fonts will automatically transform into familiar ones. The Chinese characters she writes will also become words that others can understand and belong to this time and space.

Di Lie cherished the book in his hand, and his long fingers lightly caressed the pages.

"The ancient log books were destroyed in wars and disasters. Interstellar humans only kept some of them and kept them in the imperial library for collection. Mine is a specially customized and unique book made of precious trees."

Compared with ordinary e-books and "books" made of technological composites, log books have more texture, and the words seem to have spirituality, which can make people feel calm and immerse themselves in the world of books more focused.

Ai Moye came closer and smelled the faint scent of grass and trees on the book.

But it doesn't seem to be exactly the smell of paper, it's a sharper and refreshing woody scent, like pines, cypresses and green bamboos in the sunshine after snow. The full cold aggressiveness is mixed with the rebelliousness of suppressing loneliness.

Ai Moye followed the breath for a long time, then turned her head and put her head on Di Lie's chest.

Hidden under the neat military uniform were powerful muscles, which made the tip of her nose hurt.

Taking a step back, Aimoye rubbed her nose awkwardly, "It's very good. The book is very good and smells good."

Di Lie narrowed his eyes, "Were you a dog before?"

"...Do you think you are polite?"

The closer they got to the Imperial Capital, the more panicked Ai Moye became, clutching Di Lie's sleeves tightly and almost pulling off the silver cufflinks.

"You swear that you will protect me, a delicate and weak woman, from the hands of Yan Sui Mengton!"

Di Lie tried to take out his sleeves, but unfortunately the little girl was very strong. If she was torn into a disheveled state, it would be difficult to explain after getting off the airship.

He pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Do you have a grudge against Baron Menton?"

"To put it simply, we were childhood sweethearts, but he cheated on his mistress in the contract. The mistress was pregnant and came to me to force her to have an abortion. I pushed the mistress downstairs in anger, and the mistress had a miscarriage. Then we became mortal enemies. He asked him My uncle ransacked my house, my parents were arrested, and I was exiled, and before that..."

Ai Moye quickly explained the cause and effect of the matter, especially the fact that Yan Sui wanted to lock the vicious female partner in a dungeon and let men humiliate her, which made Di Lie's expression become dangerous.

After explaining in one breath, Ai Moye almost lost his breath. After taking a breath, he said again, "Of course, everyone is at fault in this matter. Anyway, he wants to kill me, and you just need to protect me from him." ”

Di Lie's eyes were deep, "Baron Menton comes from a prominent family, why should I offend him for a prisoner?"

Without saying anything, Ai Moye turned around and headed towards the cockpit, planning to make a U-turn and return to 2B.

Di Lie stopped her in time and changed his words, "Although I can't protect you, Mrs. Emma can."

"Who is that lady?" Aimoye also asked Jiya, but Jiya had never seen her and didn't know.

"A noble lady who can suppress Baron Menton," Emperor Lie said, then pointed to the bedroom, "Go and change your prison uniform."

Ai Moye shook the large prisoner, "I think it fits well. It's so cool."

"Do you want me to steal you with my own hands?"

"Your image in my mind is very glorious and great. Don't betray my trust in you."

After going to the bedroom, Aimoye discovered that a light white luxurious dress was thrown on the bed.

This must be Mrs. Emma's handiwork. After all, Di Lie doesn't seem like someone who can pay attention to such things.

Ai Moye was used to wearing dusty prison uniforms. When she saw the beautiful dress, she immediately started to change regardless of whether it was convenient or inconvenient to move around.

The airship was about to land in the star orbit of the imperial capital, and Di Lie urged, "Little prisoner, are you changing your clothes, or do you plan to change your skin?"

A few seconds later, Ai Moye squeezed her head out from the crack in the door and said pitifully, "I can't put it on."

The size is perfect everywhere else except the waist.

After all, Mrs. Emma didn't know she was pregnant, so her waist was too tight.

Di Lie didn't understand this either, so he looked at it twice and said, "Try to inhale and put your belly back?"

Ai Moye was speechless and choked, "What I am carrying is a child, not air."

I can't put on the beautiful dress, so I'd better wear the prison uniform.

When she came out, Di Lie took a regular shirt and threw it to her.

"Wear this first."

Ai Moye glanced at it and said, "Is it yours, Uncle Di? Do you have to wear it?"

The airship has landed, and many people are waiting outside.

"Even if you don't mind walking around on the street in prison clothes, I don't want to bring a little prisoner to show off." Di Lie's every move is closely watched, and he must always pay attention to the impact as a national example.

The little prisoner had no choice but to put on a shirt. The shirt was too long. She wore it like a skirt, reaching below her thighs and completely covering her buttocks.

Then tie a belt lightly around the waist, and it looks like a shirt dress, unexpectedly fitting.