Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 325 Chest Full Scar
“Uncle wants to eat you soon.” As Di Yu spoke, the ink in his phoenix eyes exploded like fireworks.
Shang Liang Yue's heart immediately thumped.
Good Lord!
Master is starting to confuse me again!
Nah!
I can't be bewitched!
It can't be Chinese and American!
What kind of handsome man has Ye Miao never seen?
He's virtuous!
"My lord, you are not a gentleman, if you tease Yue'er like this. You—" Shang Liang Yue froze.
Wh why?
The person who killed thousands of knives actually put his mouth on Shang Liang Yue's head!
She she she ...
"Yue'er, you're very fragrant."
"..."
A low and hoarse voice fell into his ears, like a hook that fell into Shang Liang Yue's heart, hooking his heart.
For a moment, Shang Liang Yue's mind went blank.
Then ...
The moon rises, the lights in the bedroom go out.
Qi Sui saw the lights in the bedroom go out, and she was also hiding in the darkness.
Late night.
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In the morning of the next day, the sky was clear, and the servants in the Shang Family Residence started to get busy.
Of course, it wasn't just the Shang Family Residence.
People throughout the imperial city also started to get busy.
But today is different from the busy past, tonight is the night of the full moon.
Everyone is very happy.
So even though you are busy, you are busy with happiness.
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A blanket covered the two in the bed.
But despite being covered, the arms stretched out from the blanket fell outwards.
Both legs also appeared to be exposed due to improper blanket coverings.
And bare feet, and open arms are naked.
There was a white and black robe strewn across the corner of the bed.
It provokes thought.
Shang Liang Yue was still sleeping soundly.
Well, hold the big baby and sleep well.
At this moment, it was not even nine yet. It's very morning. He won't wake up this early.
However, the person he was holding had already opened his eyes.
This time was when Di Yu woke up every day.
He would wake up without anyone calling or reminding him.
However, at this kind of hour, Di Yu was already standing.
Now he's not awake.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms.
Shang Liang Yue hugged her, her little face was buried in her arms, her black hair was scattered on her arms, she slept soundly and was beautiful.
Like a kitten.
At this moment, Di Yu did not want to wake up.
Self-discipline will turn away after seeing this sleeping pink face.
Qi Sui stood outside waiting.
There was no movement in the bedroom.
Could the Prince be sleeping?
Qi Sui could not believe it.
No matter how busy the Prince was, how tired, or injured or sick, the Prince never overslept.
What's up with today?
Outside the courtyard, Su Xi came to replace Qing Lian.
One of them was guarding midnight, and the other was guarding midnight.
It was now time for Qing Lian to rest.
Qing Lian said, "Su Xi, you stand guard here, immediately contact me if you have anything."
"Well, Sister Qing Lian."
The servants were busy, but as Shang Liang Yue said, they were unable to enter the inner courtyard without his orders, so the servants were busy outside and did not dare to enter.
So no one knew that there was a man inside who was sleeping with their Ninth Miss.
In the bedroom, Di Yu looked at Shang Liang Yue. His phoenix eyes were calm and silent.
No coldness, no alienation.
Shang Liang Yue fell asleep and felt cold.
His exposed arms were tucked into a blanket and curled towards the source of warmth.
Immediately he got close to Di Yu, and his hand touched Di Yu's chest.
Real warm.
Shang Liang Yue hurriedly hugged this source of warmth, and her exposed legs also stretched into the blanket and leaned against Di Yu's stomach.
Immediately Shang Liang Yue was like a koala, hugging Di Yu tightly.
Di Yu did not move, let him hug her, but his body stiffened as Shang Liang Yue pressed down on her.
She wasn't wearing a dress, and she wasn't wearing a T-shirt either.His naked body was so close to her that she couldn't help but react.
The calm ink in Di Yu's eyes broke, and he finally had to take Shang Liang Yue's hands and feet.
Now that the heat source was gone, Shang Liang Yue exclaimed unhappily, "Honey, you don't love your sister anymore."
Then he rushed over and threw himself into Di Yu's embrace.
He muttered, "Don't go!"
The hand that was holding Di Yu tightened.
Looking childishly at his face, Di Yu said, "Yue'er, uncle doesn't want to leave either, but if you hold an uncle like this, this pama can't be a gentleman."
The low-pitched voice fell into his ears, as if with patience, like helplessness, like depression.
When Shang Liang Yue heard this sentence full of emotion, she instantly froze.
He immediately opened his eyes and looked at the person who was nearby.
Di Yu looked at her with deep ink eyes, "Yue'er, if it wasn't for this morning, we would have candles in the bridal room."
Shang Liang Yue sat down with a whimper, and quickly pulled the blanket all over her body. He wrapped himself.
"Your Majesty, come—" Shang Liang Yue froze with the words "Speak" still in her mouth.
He stared at Di Yu's unlined chest, completely unable to react.
"This ... this ..."
Shang Liang Yue pointed to the scar on Di Yu's chest, which fell in a crossed pattern in front of him.
She's surprised.
Good.
Not because Di Yu was naked, but shocked by his dense scar.
He knew that those who practiced martial arts would be injured.
But Wang Ye's scar couldn't be obtained just by practicing martial arts.
In addition, these scars have different lengths and depths, which is very surprising to see.
Shang Liang Yue frowned, feeling indescribable for a moment in her heart.
Looking at his expression, Di Yu's phoenix eyes moved slightly. "Are you scared?"
After saying that, he picked up the inner t-shirt and put it on, and tied the belt quietly.
And with the rope attached, Shang Liang Yue finally threw her face away and landed on Di Yu's face.
“My lord, when did you enter the battlefield?”
Suddenly he wanted to know.
Di Yu's eyes stopped.
Di Yu did not expect Shang Liang Yue to ask this question.
However, he will tell her.
“Ten years.”
Shang Liang Yue's brows stiffened.
Ten years.
Ten-year-olds still read and play in modern times.
Of course, except for orphans like him, orphans were chosen to be thieves, and ordinary children played without burden.
As the prince of Linguo, Di Yu had a father and mother, and he also had to play.
And it's time to have some fun.
Wh why?
Why did he go to war when he was ten?
Shang Liang Yue's heart was filled with intense curiosity.
"Your Majesty, you were born in the royal family. Although a ten year old was not too young, it was not too old. At that time, you should study at school."
Di Yu looked at Shang Liang Yue, his eyes were clearly colored curiously, and there was a hint of distress in his words, which even he himself was unaware of.
Di Yu grabbed Shang Liang Yue's hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her.
Shang Liang Yue was stunned when she was hugged by someone with a blanket.
Things that Di Yu's scar had forgotten began to appear in his mind.
But before he could say anything, Di Yu said,