Empress Dowager of the New Era, Never Divorce!

#burst!Captured a living Her Royal Highness Di Ji! #

#国家皇冠剧场学院##达人街拍#

#A Palace Lover#

#微服外话#

#Mask is a bit cute#

#Xia Qingyi Fan Club#

#campus viewing movie##吹过恶爱的EARS的风风#

#Royal Love#

A series of real-time hot tags, with the taste of a suspenseful detective movie, chasing after each other, occupying the rankings and dragging down the server in a short period of time, the Weibo staff looked confused-Xia Xia handed in homework again?

It's not uncommon for Her Royal Highness Diji to make private visits in micro-services, but what's strange is that someone found out, and secretly went to participate in the fiancée's movie promotional event.

Your Highness Wuli, can you be a little bit promising!

The Internet is full of grief, so I can only cover my chest, accept the melon blow, and use trembling fingers to check for the latest developments.

However, good news from the scene is frequent.

First of all, everyone in the venue can guarantee their lives. This is not a well-planned show, but a natural, spontaneous, and purely accidental incident of dog abuse.

As evidenced by the photos, apart from actress Xia Qingyi herself, the host, director, producer, planner, actor... everyone on the stage was invited down by a few ruthless black-clothed alphas, who searched them meticulously. examine.

Candid videos kept streaming out, and an up owner whispered, "The secret service security team who heard the news started to move, I'm so excited, they're going to touch me soon..."

#兵临城下#

A few minutes later, the Army Corps of the No.16 District of the Center was ordered to surround the campus in a critical situation, and it became like an iron bucket.It was rumored that the empress dowager personally issued an imperial order that the tragedy at the March Square would never happen again, and that Diji must come back alive.

#Mom, look, there are tanks! #

The students said one after another——I really want to eat now, can I let the food delivery come in?

On the stage, Xia Qingyi was alone and alone, and the only person who was qualified to stand beside her was Nanmen Yesha.

Xia Qingyi: "Your Highness..."

Nanmen Yesha: "It's already like this, why don't you continue talking."

Xia Qingyi didn't dare to make mistakes. According to the etiquette, it was natural for Her Highness Di Ji to speak first. She stretched out her hands and stuffed the rose-colored microphone into Nanmen Yesha's hands.

Nanmen Yesha lip language: Don't give it to me, I won't tell.

Xia Qingyi insisted: If you don't say it, whoever will.

The two touched each other with four hands, pushing back and forth delicately.

Microphone: Are you finished? !

Nanmen Yesha finally took the phone. Since the daughter-in-law forcibly assigned the task, she should complete it well.

The whole audience sat upright, even Xia Yinghou took a deep breath, stepped back a few steps, and prepared to listen attentively to the ruler's speech.

Normally, Di Ji's opening remarks are always solemn and solemn, "Great citizens,..."

Nanmen Yesha clenched the microphone tightly, raising a terrifying aura. Many years ago, Emperor Ji declared a state of emergency for the whole country, and the enemies in the distance were waiting for our blow, and they were also ready to go.

The whole audience was filled with fear, Nanmen Yesha yelled weakly like a general mobilization before the battle: "Qingyi! Charge the duck!—"

silence.

long silence.

It wasn't until earth-shattering applause and screams broke out in the auditorium that Xia Qingyi realized that her face was flushed and her delicate cheeks were hot.

"I'm doing pretty well, right?" Nanmen Yesha, sweating slightly on her forehead, walked over cautiously to show her merits.

Xia Qingyi was in a trance for a while, turned her back, and patted her face with her palms to let the heat dissipate quickly.

Nanmen Yesha: "The reporter is here, let's take a picture together, and then I will withdraw, so I won't bother you."

Xia Qingyi took a photo with Diji if he could avoid it, but this time he agreed inexplicably: "Yeah."

The two came to the side of the stage, and Nanmen Yesha was standing close. They originally planned to put on a waist-holding pose, but after thinking about Xia Qingyi's three-chapter agreement with the original owner, she was not allowed to touch her outside, so she gave up and simply put her hands behind her back.After all, Xia Qingyi was wearing a backless dress today, so any misunderstanding would be bad.

The reporters were very dissatisfied.

"Your Highness, please come closer..." "Your Highness, you are like this..."

The claws fly around in different shapes, and they are all teaching the little Diji how to fall in love.

Nanmen Yesha I stood still, and continued to stand beside Xia Qingyi with my hands behind my back, maintaining a pure smile.

Your Highness, you can’t do this. Is it easy for us to gossip? How can you ask us to go back to this kind of clear photos?

Friends from the media are waiting to be fed.

Xia Qingyi's head was full of black lines, and she was puzzled. What's wrong with your Highness, but Diji sometimes behaved quite decently, especially in extraordinary times, such as when she was about to succeed to the throne, or she wanted Xia Qingyi to give birth to a child for the royal family.

Everything Di Ji does has its purpose.Desires that cannot be revealed in front of others will always be doubled behind others. It may be her study, it may be her special car, or it may be directly in the background...

Xia Qingyi's hand stuck to Diji's, hold it together, don't torture me too much for a while...

Nanmen Yesha saw that his daughter-in-law agreed to hold her little hand, and thought to herself that these reporters are too unscrupulous, watching the fun is not a big deal, haven't you seen me, Xia Xia, who doesn't want to have physical contact in public?

I can't just call the troops and kill them all, alas, forget it, my wife is still considerate of me... However, I still feel very shy holding Miss Sister's hand like this...

Nanmen Yesha stretched out her hand, holding Xia Qingyi's little finger tremblingly with five fingers. This kind of position is often seen in children holding their mothers.

"Wow!……"

The flash crackled.

Photos will be uploaded immediately.

The captured image can be described as - Diji pitifully holding her fiancée's little finger, timid and cute.

【His Royal Highness Empress Dowager】

[It's a little cute. 】

[Why do I feel like a cat scratching in my heart? 】

[Auntie laughs]

【Shock!This is Wuli Emperor Ji? ! 】

[On the 1st floor, you still feel sorry for yourself! 】

[Single dog barking and crying rough T_T]

【The old mother is complete in this life】

This snapshot later became a classic, and has been interpreted by experts from multiple angles one after another. Although none of the analysis of the reasons is accurate, but Di Ji's cute and helpless appearance in front of love is simply irresistible, thus changing the cruelty of the successor The ruthless external persona is of great significance to improving the diplomatic image of country H as iron and blood.

"I'm going back." Nanmen Yesha said.If you don't leave, the teachers and students in the school will starve to death.

Xia Qingyi: "Huh?..." Would Di Ji take her away with her?

Surrounded by a group of security officers, Nanmen Yesha turned around, "What's wrong?"

Xia Qingyi hurriedly lowered her head and shook, "It's nothing."

Nanmen Yesha came back again, and said softly, "What did we say last time? It's been several days, and you didn't come to see me..."

Xia Qingyi was wronged for a while. It was always Your Highness who would come to me immediately and leave me immediately. There is no reason to take the initiative to find me...

Nanmen Yesha: "But, I will know where you go now."

Xia Qingyi's heart tightened, sent someone to watch me?Never before!

Nanmen Yesha smiled and shook the communicator: "I joined your fan group."

Xia Qingyi: =口=! !

That night, Xia Qingyi tossed and turned, unable to sleep at night, a traitor appeared in my fan group!

She is usually busy with work and rarely logs in to the group. There are too many messages, and she can scroll through several screens in a second.

Putting on the mask, Xia Qingyi opened it by accident. The spy didn't know where he was lurking, and what his code name was.

Or... Di Ji was actually threatening me, just to tell me, Xia Qingyi, you can't escape my clutches!

She clicked on this group when she was upset, and looked at that group.

In view of the great success of today's campus activities, more than 100 groups are very active, and many new groups such as "Emperor Ji for Love Platform Event" and "Qing Yi! Chong Duck!" have opened one after another.

[Administrator] Xiaolongyu: So, let's discuss the schedule of next week's activities first. Do you have any questions to communicate with the administrators?

[Group 1] Xia Xiaxia: No, friends in the capital, you have worked hard!

[Group 67] Slash the world for you with a knife: +1, everyone be careful.

[Group 95] The most beautiful woman in the world: seconded.

[Group 127] Forest-flavored cookies: seconded.

……

[Group 52] Formatting: seconded.

[Group 24] Pomelo: Subsequent proposal.

……

"Mummy, why aren't you asleep?" Xia Yueya stood by the door, her pajamas were hung down, half of her shoulders were exposed, and she rubbed her eyes.

Xia Qingyi hurriedly put down the communicator: "I'm sorry Yaya, Mommy will be sleeping right away."

"Mommy."

"Ok?"

"Mummy, charge the duck!—" Xia Yueya clenched her fists.

Xia Qingyi: "—Xia Yueya, can't you learn something good?!"

Tuanzi giggled and ran away, Xia Qingyi leaned back on the bed, crossed her arms, and hugged herself who was angry and shy.

After a while, she got up and went to Tuanzi's small bedroom to tuck her daughter in.

After the turmoil at the movie viewing meeting, Di Ji's public outings decreased significantly.

On this day, after returning from the House of Lords meeting building, Nanmen Yesha sat in the explosion-proof car, looking down at the documents.

"Your Highness." The secretary turned around and reminded.

Looking at Yesha at the south gate, outside the majestic gate of the imperial palace, the crowd of protesters and demonstrators was like a tidal wave, almost flooding the wide driveway.

"What's going on?" Nanmen Yesha asked.

"Report Your Highness, because it is a peaceful assembly, it has not been processed for the time being."

"What's the reason?" Nanmen Yesha asked again.

The short four words made the secretary speechless for a while. His Highness never asked the reason. If the trouble was serious and upset His Highness, he always intervened directly by force, arresting a few people first.

Terrible, terrible, love really can change a person.

The secretary said cautiously: "...Your Highness, in fact, they are all Miss Xia Qingyi's fans and their family members, mainly protesting the issue of equal rights at work. Because of the extremely bad influence caused by the March Square incident, starting from this Monday, the Imperial Palace Externally recruiting staff, in principle, members of Miss Xia's fan club will not be recruited."

Nanmen Yesha: "Whose idea is this?"

The secretary looked embarrassed: "Your Highness, the Empress Dowager is worried about your safety..."

"Yes." Nanmen Yesha was noncommittal, she looked out the window, the protesters shouted slogans and danced slogans, but as long as the car came, they would automatically give way.

"Since it's a peaceful assembly, don't interfere too much." Nanmen Yesha picked up the document again.

Secretary: "Yes... yes..."

In a blink of an eye while lowering her head to read, Nanmen Yesha sensed a familiar figure, which passed by in a flash.

South Gate Yesha: =口=! !

——Why is my wife in the parade? !

The noble black extended bulletproof car turned sideways and stopped on the side of the road with a squeak, and the driver's axle was almost broken.

Xia Qingyi thought she had successfully concealed her identity, but was dragged out of the crowd by a mysterious force and snatched into the car.

"...Your Highness?" Xia Qingyi fell into Diji's arms as the world spun.

Nanmen Yesha: "???"

She held Xia Qingyi's white wrist, and her expression was quite exciting, "——Are you trying to overthrow my rule?!"