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

"Because I brought the baby into this world. Even if he comes unexpectedly, I will love him and shoulder the responsibility of being a mother."

After putting away the drawings solemnly, Aimoye picked up her mobile phone and planned to check which gold shop was better in the imperial capital.

She had to build the safety lock before returning to prison.

Di Lie stared at her quiet and beautiful profile and suddenly said, "I want one too."

Ai Moye wailed, "You are already so old."

Di Lie frowned, "Do you discriminate against the elderly?"

Ai Moye changed her tone, "But safety locks are worn by children."

"Then build a large one. Elderly people need peace more." Di Lie gave a very good reason.

Ai Moye knew that she had spent a lot of money on Di Lie, but the safety lock was nothing, but someone was big, and the safety lock would probably consume a lot of gold.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Then what style do you want?"

"It's up to you," Di Lie said calmly, "It's good to be safe."

Aimoye said seriously, "That's just a metaphor, it may not really bless peace."

"As long as you care about the baby, I won't be unsafe." Di Lie pointedly said, "So, you must be more sincere in your thoughts towards me."

"I know, Uncle Emperor has so many demands."

Di Lie didn't stay in the flower hall for long. While Mrs. Emma was entertaining the guests, he went to the monitoring room alone.

The Queen Mother's castle has a history of thousands of years and has become too splendid and majestic due to continuous expansion.

In order to avoid being invaded by criminals, every corridor and every corner is monitored, even the roads around the castle are no exception.

Di Lie has never been able to assemble the surveillance video of the night of the Starry Sky Banquet because Mrs. Emma threatened to go on a blind date and he was still unwilling to compromise.

When they arrived at the control room, the guards immediately came out and said, "Marshal, do you have any orders?"

"I'm here to check the surveillance," Di Lie lied without changing his face, "I have received permission from the Queen Mother."

The guard did not raise any suspicion, "What time period do you want to check?"

"More than three months ago, the starry sky banquet was held at ten o'clock that night and ended at about five o'clock the next morning."

"Yes, please wait a moment."

Emperor Lie watched coldly as the guards adjusted the surveillance system, and was already thinking about how to cut the woman who had plotted against him into pieces and execute her to death.

Ever since he became the marshal and took over the Felix family, countless women have tried to get into his bed through various means.

Everyone who approaches him has other purposes. They are greedy for power and extravagantly hope for wealth. They think that as long as they can conceive his child, they can "hold the emperor and order the princes".

What a disgusting and filthy purpose, disgusting and extremely utilitarian.

However, after a few minutes passed, the guard said, "Marshal, the surveillance during this time period... has been deleted."

Di Lie raised his eyes slightly, "Who deleted it?"

"I don't know, but the owner of the castle is probably the only one who has the authority to make changes to the monitoring." The guard said awkwardly.

Is that Lady Emma?

Could it be that Mrs. Emma has viewed the clip in advance and knows the inside story?

Di Lie rubbed his forehead, the cruel thoughts in his mind slowly fading away.

Facing the guards, he said elegantly and politely, "You have to stick to your post during the Elf Festival. Thank you for your hard work."

"Where is it? The policy of triple pay on holidays that you set for the military department makes us rush to work overtime on holidays." The guard said excitedly.

Di Lie nodded, turned and left.

Looking at his retreating back, the guard murmured, "The Marshal is really a perfect good man."

Another guard said, "Yes, even when facing ordinary guards like us, he will never look down upon or ignore him. It is really good luck for the lower class soldiers that a marshal can become a marshal."

After the dinner, it was already past one in the morning.

Aimoye lay on the sofa and slept for a while, and was awakened by the burning eyes next to her.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Mrs. Emma covering her with a thin blanket with a smile.

"Madam, is the banquet over?" She sat up slowly and rubbed her eyes.

"It's over," Mrs. Emma said pitifully. "You must be very sleepy if you stay up so late, right?"

Ai Moye shook her head, feeling a little dizzy.

Before I was pregnant, I would feel energetic playing games all night long, but now that I am pregnant, I feel uncomfortable even if I go to bed late.

Mrs. Emma said happily, "I used your watermelon to entertain guests today, and everyone was praising me. Ye Ye, if your watermelon is on the market, it will definitely kill all the fruits!"

Ai Moye said modestly, "I still need to continue to improve the varieties, and if I plant too many, I really can't take care of them."

Now there are large machines and intelligent robots in the prison to help. Otherwise, how could the three of them do so much work in a day?

Mrs. Emma went straight to the topic again and asked carefully, "Ye Ye, I heard that you particularly like that Baron Menton?"

Ai Moye froze.

Of course the female supporting actor Ai Moye likes her, and Aiyan falls in love with her to a crazy degree.

But Ai Moye herself didn't like Yan Sui very much.

She couldn't figure out the reason why Mrs. Emma asked so, and said, "I used to... really like him, but he asked his uncle to raid my house. If I still like him, I am mentally retarded."

In one sentence, Mrs. Emma was very satisfied with the result.

"Then you, what do you think of his uncle?"

"His uncle?" Aimoye asked doubtfully, "Who?"

Mrs. Emma originally wanted to identify Di Lie, but she was worried that Ai Moye would hate Di Lie even more.

After all, Yan Sui was the initiator of the house confiscation, but Di Lie was the executor.

"Haha, just ask casually, forget it if you don't know me, hahaha..." Mrs. Emma smiled awkwardly.

As soon as Di Lie entered the flower hall, he saw two women smiling awkwardly at each other.

"It's so late, why don't you two rest?"

Mrs. Emma condemned, "You knew Ye Ye was sleeping here, why didn't you ask someone to take her back to the bedroom? I would feel bad if she caught a cold."

This pot was so outrageous that Di Lie was not surprised and said to Ai Moye, "Tomorrow, I will personally take you to a place. You must be energetic tonight."

Ai Moye asked curiously, "Is it important?" He actually bothered Uncle Di to go out in person?

Di Lie didn't explain and just let her go to sleep.

After Ai Moye left, Di Lie asked, "I am very puzzled by your motives. Do you want this girl who is only eighteen years old and is my nephew's fiancée to become my lover?"

Mrs. Emma said confidently, "I feel unlucky to give you such a good girl."

"I hope you won't do anything unnecessary. You know that I can't fall in love with anyone." Di Lie said coldly.

Mrs. Emma looked at her adopted son's indifferent expression and said bitterly for a long time, "Di Lie, your father and I have always hoped that you could live a normal life."

"Am I not normal now?" Di Lie asked.

Mrs. Emma gritted her teeth and said, "I'm only worried that one day after my death, the marshal of the empire will be forcibly taken to a lunatic asylum because of mental illness!"

Di Lie sneered, "If someone can really do it, you should be proud of the future of the empire."