The emperor's imperial edicts were delivered one by one to the person who should be given.

The Changning Marquis is one way, the Queen is one way, and the Emperor Huaru is also one way.

It can be said that this imperial edict is extremely heavy.

Everyone must continue.

Especially Di Huaru.

In the prince's uterus, the little eunuch who announced the imperial edict had already left, and the palace maids, eunuchs, guards, and Di Huaru were left.

At this time, in the study, Di Huaru was holding the imperial edict and his hands were already tightly clenched.

His face was not good-looking and very gloomy.

However, if you want to say that it is too angry, there is no such thing as this.

The emperor gave marriage to Di Huaru and Ming Yaying. The two still had the reality of being married, and Ming Yaying had one in his belly.

It's a matter of time before the two get married.

Moreover, Di Huaru had never thought about not wanting this marriage.

He had a bad face and a bad mood, not because of this day of marriage, but because of Shang Liangyue.

He felt uncomfortable, he suppressed, he was unwilling to accept, and he had no choice.

Such countless emotions made him breathless.

Qinghe has been standing not far from Di Huaru.

He looked at Di Huaru's expression and knew that Di Huaru was like this because of Miss Ye.

Qinghe thought for a while and said, "Your Highness, what if you don't belong to find a woman who is similar to Miss Ye?"

Your Highness can't let go of Miss Ye like this, and it is impossible for him to get Miss Ye.

I can only find someone who is similar to Miss Night again.

When Emperor Huaru heard Qinghe's words, he raised his eyes and sarcasm appeared in his eyes.

And this sarcasm is mixed with pain.

"Find someone similar?"

Seeing that Emperor Huaru's expression was wrong, Qinghe changed his face and immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Your Highness, my subordinate is just..."

"Let your father and the queen mother know the person you like whom you love alone?"

Qinghe's face changed drastically in an instant.

"Your Highness, my subordinates don't mean this, I... I deserve to die!"

To explain, but how to explain this?

That's what he said. If His Highness did what he said, the consequences would be like this.

He didn't think it clearly.

It's him who deserves to die!

Di Huaru stopped talking.

His face was filled with laughter, and the laughter became bigger and bigger. In the end, it was out of control and he burst into laughter.

Qinghe heard Di Huaru laughing, his body froze, then looked up and looked at Di Huaru.

Di Huaru looked ahead, and he laughed loudly, his face full of smiles, and his eyes were also true.

However, his smile was not warm.

His smile looked sad.

Especially when tears gradually rise in those eyes, the person who sees them feels distressed.

Qinghe had never seen such a Di Huaru like this, but now, he looked at such a Di Huaru and the tears in Di Huaru's eyes, Qinghe suddenly understood Di Huaru.

Your Highness likes Miss Nine, but Miss Nine is designed by Miss Nine, the third and fifth lady, which makes Your Highness misunderstand Miss Nine.

It was that time that a crack occurred between the two, and it was out of control from then on.

Miss Jiu was given a marriage to His Highness King Qin and then died.

Your Highness and Miss Ninth are no longer possible.

Despite this, he knew that His Highness had been thinking about Miss Nine in his heart.

But this love was suppressed by Your Highness very deeply.

Now, a woman who was extremely similar to Miss Nine appeared. His Highness could not control her suppressed emotions and all of them erupted.

Your Highness wants to get that woman.

But... Your Highness has the intention, but the woman already belongs.

Your Highness can't bear such a blow.

Especially, because the woman is the 19th Emperor's uncle, His Highness can't even find someone similar to that woman.

Your Highness, he is uncomfortable.

Di Huaru was indeed uncomfortable. At this moment, his heart was bitten by countless ants, which made him feel unbearable.

He looked at the sky outside, at the bright day, laughing at the self-deprecating and suffering.

God, are you punishing me, Emperor Huaru?

One wrong step, one wrong step, I can’t even find a substitute now.

hehe……

Ha ha……

Plum Garden.

After Shang Liangyue returned to Meiyuan, she asked those women to come, and then asked them to prepare things and teach them how to make things.

Time passes soon.

In a flash, night fell.

Shang Liangyue said to the few people: "Okay, that's all for today."

Several people stood up, bent their knees, "I took my leave."

Slave?

Shang Liangyue looked at the few people, tall, short, fat and thin, with ordinary faces. They were neat and uniform, and the respect on their faces spread out from their bones.

Such people are obviously trained.

Well, they are really not ordinary secret guards.

"Where do you live?"

Shang Liangyue looked at the few people and asked.

A woman who looked particularly calm in the middle came forward and said, "The prince asked the servants to live in the plum garden."

One is to facilitate Shang Liangyue and be available on call, and the other is to protect Shang Liangyue.

When Shang Liangyue heard what the woman said, she understood what Di Yu meant.

She nodded, "Then you go and rest, and do it tomorrow."

"Yes, princess."

Several people left quickly, and Detz said: "Princess, dinner is ready."

Shang Liangyue was a little thirsty, took a sip of tea, heard Daiz's words, and paused, "When is it?"

As he said that, Shang Liangyue looked outside.

When she saw this, her eyes were stunned.

The man wearing a black cloak came in and approached her in the darkness of the night.

A light suddenly spilled out of Shang Liangyue's eyes. She put down the teacup, ran over quickly, and hugged the person who was walking towards her.

When Shang Liangyue was about to hug Di Yu, Di Yu spread his arms, the cloak and wide sleeves spread out as he stretched out, like a pair of wings, trying to bring her into his arms.

Shang Liangyue bumped into Di Yu's arms, and Di Yu's chest was shaken by her.

Di Yu closed his arms, while Shang Liangyue surrounded Di Yu's thin waist.

She looked up, her eyes filled with stars at the person who looked down at her.

"You're done?"

The sounds are all sweet.

"Um."

Shang Liangyue, "Let's go for dinner!"
To be continued...