Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 175 They Hate You But I Don't
With a chant, everyone in the courtyard knelt down.
Besides Shang Liang Yue.
Di Yu walked to the courtyard.
But as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a man dressed in white standing in the courtyard.
Her body was slender, her waist was not full, and she wore a white skirt and a fur hat, and was as slim as a fairy.
But on weekdays, this was always a sick person, and at this moment, he was arrogant.
Qi Sui, who was following behind Di Yu, was surprised to see everyone kneeling, but Shang Liang Yue stood up.
Why is Miss Jiu not kneeling?
Did he not see Grandpa coming?
How could Shang Liang Yue not see it?
Unless he's blind, he's deaf.
But he didn't kneel.
He did not kneel when he saw it.
Di Yu looked at that arrogant figure, his phoenix eyes were deep, and there was no displeasure at all.
Di Yu came and stopped in front of Shang Liang Yue.
Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu through the white gauze, his voice was calm, "His Majesty forgive my sins, Her Highness the Princess will give me death, I must not kneel."
Suddenly, a gasping sound rang out in the courtyard.
This ...
Shang Liang Yue looked at Nineteenth Uncle, but did not kneel.
She ... she is so brave!
Everyone is surprised.
Including Qi Lan, Di Jiuxue, and Ming Yanying.
Who wouldn't be afraid of Nineteenth Uncle here?
Not only were the people here afraid, but the people outside were also afraid, even Emperor Linguo, the entire Dongqing Continent.
But ...
But now the little concubine of the Shang Family Residence was not afraid.
Not kneel.
It's just ... just be brave!
Di Yu looked at Shang Liang Yue, his clear and indifferent tone did not fluctuate, but he could hear the anger in his voice.
Like a horse running.
She's upset.
No matter about anything.
Di Yu stared at Shang Liang Yue for a few seconds, then looked at Di Jiuxue who was kneeling down and looked at Shang Liang Yue.
“You want to kill him?” With the word 'he', Di Jiuxue felt a chill rise from her tailbone and spread to her limbs.
She's afraid.
Fear comes from the bottom of my heart.
"Uncle . ..Uncle ... Xue..."
"Talk well."
That deep voice could not hear the slightest bit of anger and discomfort, but when it fell into my ears, it was terrifying.
Di Jiuxue was shaking her entire body.
"Uncle Huang, Xueer ..."
Di Yu looked at Di Jiuxue and waited for Di Jiuxue to continue.
But Di Jiuxue could not say a word under his gaze.
Cold sweat comes out.
He was afraid of the Nineteenth Uncle.
Afraid him.
Di Yu did not wait for Di Jiuxue's reply, looked at the person kneeling in the courtyard, and finally his eyes were fixed on Ming Yanying.
"Ying'er, tell me, why did the Princess give death to this Uncle's savior?"
When he said the word 'savior', his voice was low and his tone was slow.
It's just that it makes people's hearts pound.
Ming Yanying was also afraid, but even though he was afraid of Prince Yu, he was not at the point where he was speechless.
He lowered his head and said, "When it came back to Uncle Huang, His Majesty said a few words, and Ninth Miss was not too happy. He said that if Your Majesty is going to kill Miss Ninth, Your Majesty is angry, so ..."
But without having to say Di Yu, he knew what the meaning behind it was.
Di Yu's phoenix eyes stared at Ming Yanying without any waves.
“What?”
Ming Yanying did not dare to say anything.
And the sweat on Di Jiuxue's forehead had turned into peanuts and fallen to the ground.
Shang Liang Yue is really Uncle's savior.
Really am!
Di Yu looked at Di Jiuxue, who was already trembling, and then looked at the quiet woman from the official family who did not even make a sound.
“Who will tell this uncle, what made this uncle's savior say the words to ask for death?”
The women from the family of officials lowered their heads one by one, not daring to say a word.
And Qi Lan tightened her handkerchief, her eyes filled with aversion and jealousy.
Nineteenth Uncle did not blame every word, just a casual question.
But each of his words was full of majesty.
Telling them.
If it wasn't Shang Liang Yue's fault, then they ...
Qi Lan's nails were embedded in his palms.
Nineteenth Uncle maintained Shang Liang Yue like this, he was extremely jealous!
No one on the page answered Di Yu.
The whole yard looked empty.
The quiet time stopped.
Suddenly, Ditz said, "Your Highness, Her Highness the Princess said that Miss Jiu is a little concubine. Even if Miss saves Mister, it won't change Miss's humble status as the daughter of a singer.
"Miss will remain in her body for the rest of her life. With the singer's dirty blood."
After Ditz finished speaking, Di Jiuxue's entire body softened and she fell to the ground.
Here's what he said.
Exactly right.
But ... but that's what he said.
She ...
He regrets it now ...
Di Yu looked at Di Jiuxue, and for a moment, the atmosphere around him turned cold.
“Xueer, did you say this?”
Di Jiuxue lay on the ground, her body trembling, unable to say a word.
He's saying.
But ...
Di Yu raised his eyes and looked at the women from the official family kneeling on the ground, his voice fading, "That's it."
The moment the last word fell, the courtyard instantly became ice-cold and snowy.
Di Yu's phoenix eyes were tinged with coolness.
She opened her thin lips and said in a low voice, "Miss Jiu is the concubine of the Shang Family, that's not wrong."
"She's a singer's daughter, and that's right."
"But, he saved uncle and used his life to save him, to save this uncle's life."
"What's wrong?"
The words 'wrong' made everyone feel ashamed.
What the Nineteenth Uncle said was true.
No matter what his identity was, Miss Jiu, he saved Nineteenth Uncle.
Regardless of identity.
Birth is irrelevant.
Di Yu looked at Di Jiuxue with a pair of phoenix eyes, like a god.
“The princess said that Miss Jiu was cheap, and Miss Jiu used her life to save this uncle's life. Is this uncle's life too cheap?”
Di Jiuxue's eyes widened and stared at Di Yu, “No! Not!”
Di Yu looked at his eyes, and the phoenix eyes were filled with coldness.
"Fat for life, why not?"
Di Jiuxue panicked and continued to shake her head. "No, Uncle Huang, no, Xue'er didn't mean that!
"What does that mean?"
"Came'er ... Xuere ..."
Di Jiuxue was crying.
“Uncle Huang, Xue'er is wrong! Xue'er wrong!”
Di Yu looked at him, his eyes were like a deep pool not moving. “You are not wrong, the wrong thing is that you were not born as a concubine, if you become a prostitute, you will not say what you say today."
Di Jiuxue was stunned for a moment, staring at Shang Liang Yue, stunned, only tears kept falling.
If she's a concubine .. a concubine ...
Di Yu looked at Ming Yanying, Qi Lan, and finally his eyes were fixed on Shang Liang Yue's face. "They don't like your identity as a concubine, and this uncle doesn't like it."
They don't like your status as a singer's daughter, and this uncle doesn't like it either."
"Don't talk about future death, you saved this uncle, and your life belongs to this uncle, if if ..."
Di Yu looked at the kneeling people, who had lost their voices instantly, and the temperature around them descended to hell.
He said,