Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 191 The Crying in the Room
At the line of sight, a man wearing a black robe stood in the bedroom with his hands behind his back.
High, with deep sword eyebrows.
The entire body emitted a cold aura. Who else if not Di Yu?
Shang Liang Yue's mouth twitched.
He was dreaming.
Dreams ...
Everything is a dream!
Shang Liang Yue closed her eyes and fell on the bed.
Di Yu looked at the person lying on the bed, his pupils narrowed, and he stepped.
But after taking a step, his pace slowed down.
He came to bed unhurriedly, and looked at the man with his eyes closed.
Shang Liang Yue was lying on the bed, and continued to recite four words in her heart.
"I'm dreaming ... I was dreaming ... I was dreaming ..."
The hand gripped the blanket tightly, showing nervousness in his heart.
It was enough to scold Di Yu behind his back.
He can't hear it anyway.
He can scold anyone he wants.
But how do you think, she'll be in Di Yu's bedroom.
Di Yu heard all his roars.
It's over, my life is over!
Di Yu looked at the hand gripping the blanket tightly, and his joints were forcefully whitened.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she grabbed Shang Liang Yue's hand, and pulled out the tightly held blanket from her fingers bit by bit.
Shang Liang Yue's face wrinkled, wanting to cry.
It would be great if he fainted now.
But this was a martial arts master, he could tell her at a glance when he forged her.
It looks like he's sleeping now.
Shang Liang Yue opened her eyes, released her hand which was holding the blanket, and looked at Di Yu with tears.
"Sir, I just had a dream ..." I didn't mean to scold you.
Di Yu removed the blanket from Shang Liang Yue's hand, and then slowly put the blanket on it.
Shang Liang Yue was frightened by Di Yu's casual action.
God, whether it be life or death, send letters, squeak, do not torture people like this.
So hurtful.
Di Yu covered Shang Liang Yue with a blanket before looking at her. The eyes of the phoenix were light and thin.
"It turns out this uncle is a bastard in your heart, so you scolded this uncle in your dreams."
The sound was clear and light, like the spring breeze.
Shang Liang Yue was blown away by the wind this spring, and the air became cold.
Shang Liang Yue's tears suddenly fell with a single click.
He carefully grabbed onto Di Yu's arm robe, and said with a cry in his voice, "Your Majesty is not a bastard in my heart, but ..." Before he finished, he cried.
Di Yu watched her cry, the indifference in his eyes did not change at all, as if he was completely unaffected.
Shang Liang Yue looked at him silently, and when she saw him like this, she cried.
But when she cried loudly, Di Yu opened her lips, "Don't shed tears when you cry, it hurts your eyes."
"..."
Shang Liang Yue wanted to die.
In front of this sage, no matter how thick the camouflage I wore, he only caught a glimpse.
Really pissed!
Shang Liang Yue cried and said, "My master, I feel uncomfortable.
"I feel uncomfortable in my heart ..." As he spoke, he covered his chest with his hands, and his thin brows completely furrowed.
A depressed look.
Di Yu raised his hand, took out a silver needle from his sleeve, and said, "This uncle will give you two needles, and you won't feel uncomfortable."
After speaking, he took out a shiny silver needle.
Shang Liang Yue immediately said, "My master, your son is dreaming. Dreaming that the Master said, that his mother was a singer, who insulted his identity as a life-saving benefactor, so you will kill your mother.
"I scold you, only when I'm in a hurry." He said, clutching his sleeve tightly, crying out in great sorrow.
"My master, I didn't mean to scold you .. I just had a bad dream ...
"You are a god in my heart, how can I scold you like this?
"Your Majesty, woo woo.." shouted Shang Liang Yue, grabbing onto Di Yu's sleeve robe to wipe away her tears, choking while wiping, her little face filled with tears.
Those who watched it were really sick.
The cry looked like a child being molested.
The coldness in his eyes subsided.
The pads of his fingers landed on Shang Liang Yue's eyelids, wiping his tears.
Shang Liang Yue looked at him sadly. "Your Majesty ..."
Tears almost fell again, and Di Yu drowned his eyes. "Crying again? This uncle will use a silver needle to stop your tears."
Shang Liang Yue immediately collected tears, pursed her lips and looked at her sadly.
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Outside the bedroom, Nalan Ling and Qi Sui listened to the cries inside.
The former blinked, the latter could not be explained.
Whatdoes thatmean?
How could he not understand?
Qi Sui did not understand, but Nalan Ling understood.
Miss Jiu cursed the prince in a dream, but when the prince heard her, the prince became angry.
The prince was angry, and Miss Jiu was naturally scared, crying and explaining.
Seeing the shrinking cry now, the prince's anger should have been drowned by this cry.
Ck ck, this man could not escape the tears of his beauty.
Even the prince was no exception.
Prince Yu ordered someone to enter with a bathtub and wait for Shang Liang Yur to take a bath and change clothes.
The maid and Shang Liang Yue were left in the bedroom.
The maid would wait for Shang Liang Yue to take a bath, but was told to wait outside. Shang Liang Yue took off her robe and stepped into the bathtub.
This summer, my whole body was sticky and frantic without bathing all night.
Now I can finally take a good shower to calm my nerves.
Shang Liang Yue sank into the bathtub and soaked for a while.
Finally, the whole body feels fresh.
It's just ...
Shang Liang Yue frowned and checked his pulse.
His face blackened instantly.
His body was weaker than before, and cold air entered his body.
What the hell's been going on?
Obviously last night he and Di Yu stayed in the cave all night, the sky was not as cold as winter and the twelfth lunar month, and he also slept in Di Yu's arms.
It makes sense to say that the cold will not enter the body.
Did something happen when he fell off a cliff?
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Di Yu went to the next room to take a bath, and saw that the bedroom door was still closed, and the maid stood outside the door, squinting.
“Where is the miss?”
“Miss shower inside.”
Di Yu looked at the closed door, and the eyes of the phoenix seemed to be able to see through the door.
"He's alone inside?"
"Yes." Yeah."
The phoenix's eyes were instantly covered in a cold layer.
"Come in and look at it."
The waiter bowed, opened the door and entered.
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When the maid entered, Shang Liang Yue was already wearing her dress and standing behind the curtains.
Shang Liang Yue heard Di Yu's voice, so she wasn't surprised when the maid entered.
“Nona, let the waiters serve you.” The two maids bowed and said with low eyebrows.
Shang Liang Yue muttered and sat down on the bench.
His body was already bad, but now he was in a cold body, and he was in a bad mood.
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Di Yu listened to the voice in the bedroom, turned around, and walked out of the courtyard.
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Long hair dried by waiter. But when the maid wanted to tie him up, it was stopped. “You don't have to bother, just tie it as you like.”
After he finished, Shang Liang Yue did not pay attention to his appearance, got up and came out.
He wanted to return to Yayuan, and rushed to take care of his waste body, otherwise he would have died earlier.
But as soon as Shang Liang Yue walked out, one person came.