When Gu Wanli found the garden all the way, he saw faintly flickering lights in the plum garden from a distance. It turned out that Zhuang Feiyu and Zhuang Mengdie were really in Plum Garden.

Gu Wanli hurried to the plum garden, only to see a few maidservants holding lanterns to illuminate Zhuang Feiyu who was playing in the snow everywhere. There were already two snowmen in the snow, and a few of the boys were piling a third, and in addition to the snowmen, there were also a few snowballs that had obviously just been thrown.

Zhuang Mengdie asked a few little guys to accompany Zhuang Feiyu to play and throw snowballs, and let them do their best to make Zhuang Feiyu happy.

Gu Wanli couldn't help but relax when he saw Zhuang Feiyu playing with a few little guys, with the innocence unique to children on his face. But Zhuang Mengdie, who was on the side, did not join them in the fun, but stood alone in the backlight, hiding herself in the shadows, as if she was sulking.

"Master, are you unhappy?" Gu Wanli didn't bother Zhuang Feiyu and their fun, and Zhuang Feiyu and those little guys didn't care about her. She walked to Zhuang Mengdie's side, stretched out her hand and gently brushed off the snowflakes on Zhuang Mengdie's cloak, and asked softly.

In fact, Gu Wanli didn't need to ask to know that Zhuang Mengdie must have been angry by Zhuang Feiyu's appearance of protecting Xiao Zhuang Mengdie.

Sure enough, Zhuang Mengdie glanced at the plum blossoms lightly, and said with some negative anger: "I just want to break a plum blossom, the second emperor brother is good, saying that it is reserved for his third emperor sister, and I am not the same as his third emperor sister." ”

Gu Wanli rarely saw Zhuang Mengdie showing such a childish appearance, and couldn't help but say: "No matter when, Second Highness always thinks of you first." ”

"I know, but ...... But is this the same?" Zhuang Mengdie also knew that it was unreasonable for him to eat this vinegar, but he was uncomfortable. She sighed lightly, looked at Zhuang Feiyu who was playing with the little guys in front of her, and whispered to herself. She wasn't asking Gu Wanli, nor was she asking herself, but she was just sighing about what was wrong with things.

When he saw that the night was already deep, Zhuang Feiyu had a play, and his depressed mood was swept away, and Zhuang Mengdie finally finished sulking and led Zhuang Feiyu back to his residence.

The subordinates had already been sent away, and Gu Wanli led a few maidservants to go back to prepare hot water for washing and bathing first, leaving Zhuang Mengdie alone to lead Zhuang Feiyu. Zhuang Feiyu was building a snowman just now, and he was having a snowball fight, and a few little guys made him a snowboard, pulling him around in the plum garden, after such a crazy play, Zhuang Feiyu was not so repulsed by his own palace as at the beginning, and even stimulated his child's playful nature.

On the way back to his residence, Zhuang Feiyu looked around along the way, the palace that should have been familiar to him was now curious everywhere.

Zhuang Mengdie watched Zhuang Feiyu follow her, but she couldn't help but run here to see, run there to see, and couldn't help but feel better, wanting to play tricks on Zhuang Feiyu, who had been playing for two hours and was still full of energy.

After making up her mind, Zhuang Mengdie took advantage of Zhuang Feiyu's eyes to look around and not pay attention, and suddenly lifted her breath and walked away, leaving Zhuang Feiyu far behind.

If it was the previous Zhuang Feiyu, he would definitely be able to catch up with Zhuang Mengdie, but the eight-year-old child at the moment only felt a gust of wind passing by him, and then he saw Zhuang Mengdie's light cyan figure far away. 22 Literary Network

Zhuang Feiyu reacted, and hurriedly ran all the way to chase Zhuang Mengdie, Zhuang Mengdie was also deliberately waiting for Zhuang Feiyu not far ahead, after Zhuang Feiyu caught up, Zhuang Mengdie picked up her breath again and walked away, leaving Zhuang Feiyu behind.

In this way, the two of them ran and stopped all the way, and Zhuang Mengdie saw that every time he walked away, Zhuang Feiyu ran anxiously to catch up, and felt quite interesting.

Just when she saw Zhuang Feiyu running to catch up again, and when she was about to repeat her old tricks, Zhuang Feiyu suddenly rushed to Zhuang Mengdie's side, reached out and grabbed the corner of the cloak on her body.

Seeing Zhuang Mengdie take a look at herself, Zhuang Feiyu immediately let go of her hand, but as soon as she let go of her hand, she immediately carefully pulled Zhuang Mengdie's cloak again, and her cautious appearance seemed to be worried that Zhuang Mengdie would be angry with him.

Seeing Zhuang Feiyu like this, Zhuang Mengdie's heart softened, and she wanted to reach out and take his hand, but when she thought that his eyes were full of that little Zhuang Mengdie, Zhuang Mengdie resisted the urge to reach out and pull him, deliberately raised her slender eyebrows, and asked Zhuang Feiyu coldly: "What are you pulling me for?"

Zhuang Feiyu looked at Zhuang Mengdie's angry appearance, his face was slightly flushed because of nervousness, he lowered his eyes, and after a while, he whispered: "I...... I don't know the way...... I ......"

Zhuang Mengdie had long expected that Zhuang Feiyu would not recognize the way, and now looking at Zhuang Feiyu in front of her, who was a head taller than her, she lowered her head, looking afraid of being left by her again, and couldn't help but feel comfortable, and all the previous troubles disappeared. The person who stood tall in front of her and didn't call her Dream Butterfly before finally bowed his head to her.

"You're afraid of losing it, aren't you? Zhuang Mengdie hooked her lips and smiled, she had already ignored the sullenness of Zhuang Feiyu before, and stretched out her hand in front of Zhuang Feiyu very much, and said with a smile: "Come, I'll pull you, so that you won't worry about getting lost." ”

Hearing Zhuang Mengdie say this, Zhuang Feiyu was surprised and delighted, probably because he didn't expect that the person who had been so angry with him many times in half a day that he didn't want to talk would ignore his previous suspicions, and he smiled and wanted to take his hand and lead him back together.

When he saw Zhuang Mengdie's white and slender hand stretched out in front of him, Zhuang Feiyu dared to raise his eyes to look directly at Zhuang Mengdie, he let go of the hand that was carefully pinching Zhuang Mengdie's cloak, and put his hand on Zhuang Mengdie's palm obediently.

Although Zhuang Feiyu is an eight-year-old mind at this moment, and in his consciousness, he is eight years old, but his slender and bony hand is indeed the hand of an adult man in his twenties.

Covered with the palm of Zhuang Mengdie's hand, Zhuang Mengdie's entire hand was tightly wrapped by Zhuang Feiyu's warm hand, Zhuang Mengdie couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment, remembering the previous Zhuang Feiyu who cared for her.

"Sister, thank you. Zhuang Feiyu shook Zhuang Mengdie's hand, looked at her with clear eyes, and opened an innocent smile.

The sentence "sister" pulled Zhuang Mengdie back to reality, making her have to accept the facts in front of her, accepting that Zhuang Feiyu, who loved and doted on her before, is now just an eight-year-old child who can't recognize her at all.