Nan Lisheng said that if you like someone, you don’t need any reason. If you don’t like someone, everything is a reason.

But Di Qianmo didn't like her, and he didn't give her any of the many reasons.

The more she wants to get closer, the more distant he becomes.

Nanli Sheng was obviously so far away from him, but he took the initiative to get closer.

Is it because her status in his mind is far from enough to require a reason?

It's ridiculous that she has been wishful thinking in front of him for so many years, but in the eyes of others, it is nothing more than a joke.

In the evening of the same day, news came from the palace that Manyu could not escape the death penalty because of her false talk about the holy will and the relationship with her brother in the past.

He was fined with a hundred imperial rods and ordered to be imprisoned in his house for ten years.

Di Qianmo frowned for a while after hearing this, but finally said nothing.

Now that it's over, there's nothing more to do.

Beibei, on the other hand, sat dumbly for a while, then turned around and asked Qingzhi, "How likely is she to survive after a hundred Tingzhangs?".

Qingzhi thought for a while and said, "I can't tell. If you are in good health, you will probably have one breath left. If you are in bad health, it will be hard to tell."

A hundred strokes of a stick can kill most of a strong man's life, as Man Yu said...

Qingzhi shut her mouth at the right time.

Beibei looked at Di Qianmo again. He was still just frowning and looking out the window. He didn't know whether he was thinking about something or looking at the snowflakes.

She walked over and stopped beside him. Di Qianmo turned around as if aware, his frown gradually relaxed, and a flower bloomed at the corner of his cool, sexy mouth.

He reached out to pick her up, put her on his lap, then put his hands around her slender waist, and said slowly in a clear voice, "Ali, you have lost weight again.".

Beibei was a little surprised that Di Qianmo said such a sentence, but it did catch her attention. She measured it with her hands and said doubtfully, "No, it's the same as before."

"Yes." Di Qianmo hugged her tighter, "I lost weight."

Beibei: "..".

She turned her head to look at Di Qianmo's unhappy expression, but finally remembered something.

Beibei broke away from him and took out the clothes she had brought back from the clothing store in the afternoon. She held them in her hands like a treasure and showed them to Di Qianmo, "See if the clothes I made for you are good-looking?" She pulled him up again, "

Try it to see if it fits."

As she was about to untie his clothes, Di Qianmo suddenly remembered the intense situation between the two of them on the couch at noon. He trembled and stopped her quick hands, "I'll do it myself."

He took a look at the clothes that felt very comfortable to the touch and was slightly surprised, "Why did you choose this color?".

"Don't you like it?" Beibei blinked and asked him, "You don't look good lately. I don't like to see you. I think your complexion will look better if you wear red."

She shook off her clothes and quickly changed them for him to see, "The styles are exactly the same, and the patterns are exactly the same. I drew them with my own hands as a couple's outfit."

Di Qianmo stared at her for a moment, his eyes filled with colorful glazes.

But..."couple costume?".

Beibei smiled sheepishly, "It refers to unmarried couples or both husband and wife wearing the same clothes. It is a kind of clothing that expresses the love between husband and wife. Couples wearing couple's clothes can promote sweet love and can also meet Zhengyong.

We are of the same mind. Hey hey hey hey."
Chapter completed!