Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 143 He Likes It
"Ying'er, are you treating my savior like this?"
"..."
Shang Liang Yue's mouth stiffened.
Ming Yanying opened his mouth and pointed at Shang Liang Yue. "He ... savior?"
"Well." yeah."
Di Yu looked at Shang Liang Yue's stiff body, and then his eyes were fixed on the right hand wrapped in gauze. The voice was deep, "The wound in his hand was suffered for saving this uncle."
It was as if Shang Liang Yue's life was given to him.
It was wrapped in thick gauze, and it was not light at first glance.
But, "Does Ninth Miss know martial arts?"
Why doesn't he look like that?
It was soft and weak, as if it would fall when the wind blew.
Shang Liang Yue lowered her head, her voice weak, "I can't ..."
Ming Yanying said, "Uncle Huang, how can he save you if he doesn't know martial arts?"
This is impossible!
And he remembered that Uncle Huang's martial arts were extremely high.
Di Yu's eyes sank as he stared at Ming Yanying. “Can't save this uncle without martial arts?”
“Not ... not ..”
“It..”.
“Good, play by yourself, and don't bother this uncle."
There was discomfort in his voice.
"Uncle Huang, Ying'er hasn't seen you for a year." After meeting this time, was Uncle Huang so ruthless?
But Di Yu was very cruel.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Seeing that Di Yu's face was wrong, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped by several degrees, Qing Lian quickly helped Shang Liang Yue to pass by.
Shang Liang Yue naturally felt a change in the atmosphere around him.
People in high places tend to have bad temperaments.
Nineteenth Uncle was no exception.
He can't be bothered.
Can't even bother.
Go further and further than the God of War.
Ming Yanying ... He's not happy!
The waiter came and said, "Lord of the county."
At Ming Yanying, there was a "cow chest" with great fury.
When the servant called, he said, "Shut up!
He's very angry now.
He knew about his uncle's murder yesterday, but by the time he found out, his uncle was fine. He wanted to see his uncle, but his mother would not let him go.
She said she was a workroom girl, not a good fit.
He had no choice, so he thought of a way to send invitations to the official women of this capital, as well as to his uncle.
Lied to her to say that today she was having a flower party and there were many people.
Let him come.
But now he saw it and he's gone.
There's a savior behind him.
She's jealous!
The servant immediately lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
The women in the pavilion did not speak, but they continued to pay attention to the situation here.
Seeing that Shang Liang Yue and Di Yu had left Ming Yanying, everyone looked at each other anxiously.
What the hell is going on?
The emotions on Qi Lan's face had been suppressed, but her eyes were no longer calm.
If Shang Liang Yue was really the savior of Nineteenth Uncle, then he would continue to be in contact with Nineteenth Uncle.
And she's...
Shang Yun Shangs eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness.
The words of Nineteenth Uncle would never be wrong.
Shang Liang Yue must have saved Nineteenth Uncle.
He was truly lucky, without a prince, and ascending to Nineteenth Uncle, it would be even harder to move him!
For a while, the people in the gazebo had different thoughts.
Shang Liang Yue followed Di Yu to the pavilion at the end.
There were sakura trees around him, and there seemed to be more cherry blossom petals on the ground than there.
He really wanted to roll on the petals of the cherry blossoms.
Di Yu sat on the stone bench and saw Shang Liang Yue looking at the cherry blossoms beside the gazebo, his phoenix eyes moved slightly.
“Sit.”
Shang Liang Yue sat down.
As soon as he sat down, a thin thread fell on his wrist.
He froze, and then a thick warm current flowed into his blood along the thin line.
Shang Liang Yue was stunned.
Is this inner strength?
Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu.
His eyes were closed, and a god-like face was like rest, making people not dare to disturb him.
He was surrounded by a clear, powerful and dangerous aura.
But ...he used his inner strength to heal him.
He didn't mean to hurt her at all.
Shang Liang Yue frowned.
From yesterday until now, he thought he suspected her and watched her.
But it seems, it's not so.
Shang Liang Yue narrowed his eyes.
Otherwise, would he have actually paid himself for saving her yesterday?
Shang Liang Yue's thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and then his eyes shone brightly.
In a place where imperial power reigns supreme, do not act rashly unless you are strong enough to be feared by everyone.
Especially little whores like her.
Unless you are looking for a very strong tree to lean on, you should be careful.
Just now, Nineteenth Uncle had said in front of all the women that he was his savior, and such news would soon come out.
Good or bad for him?
Naturally, that's good!
Even the emperor, he would not do anything to her.
Wh why?
Because what he saved was Emperor Linguo's patron saint, Prince Yu.
Shang Liang Yue only felt that the whole person would fly.
He might go to heaven!
However ...
"Don't think about it."
That deep voice fell into his ears, and Shang Liang Yue closed his eyes.
Enjoy the warmth of this inner strength.
Nineteenth Uncle, he likes it.
After a stick of incense, Di Yu pulled the thin thread, and Shang Liang Yue opened his eyes.
Suddenly he felt much lighter.
He stood up, bowed, bowed, "Thank you, Nineteenth Uncle."
Hearing his soft voice, there seemed to be a hint of happiness in it, Di Yu said, "I will be called Wang Ye in the future."
Shang Liang Yue paused for a moment, and quickly said, "Yes, my lord."
Real good.
In Yu rise, “Rest for an incense stick, then return.”
Shang Liang Yue said obediently again, “Ya, Milord.”
It's nice to enjoy the shade under a big tree, so be sure to hold on tight to that big tree.
Sit on the stone bench.
Di Yu saw his entire body soften, turned around, put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing.
For a moment, the pavilion became silent.
The atmosphere is very good.
Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu's high and straight back, how it looked, how it looked good.
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In the pavilion on the other hand, as soon as Shang Liang Yue and Di Yu left, everyone started gossiping freely.
Especially when she asked Shang Yun Shang, "Third Miss, you and Ninth Miss love so much. Do you know how Ninth Miss saved Nineteenth Uncle?"
Ming Yanyingn left in anger.
It makes sense that this flower party should end.
But when a woman asked this, everyone did not leave, staring at Shang Yun Shang one by one.
Desperate to know the answer.
Including Qi Lan.
He also wanted to know why.
When Shang Yun Shang heard the woman ask, his tone was clearly better than before.
Livid hearts.
That's a good word now.
Shang Yun Shang curled his lips in a gentle gesture. "The ninth brother was sent to another courtyard, and Chang'er had no idea how the Ninth Brother saved Uncle Nineteen."
"But ..."
The woman suddenly asked, "But What?"
"But Chang'er knows a little. Sister Jiu wasn't much out on weekdays, so she came out yesterday for a reason."
As he spoke, his face was confused, "Shang'er heard that the place where the murder happened yesterday was called ..."
He seemed to be unable to remember, and his brows furrowed.
At this moment, Qi Lan said.