She leaned against the thick tree trunk, turned her head sideways and showed a charming smile to Zhuang Feiyu, who was looking at her with a worried face, "Second Emperor Brother doesn't have to be so dignified, Mengdie's illness is not a day or two, and she is not still living well." It is said that good people are not rewarded, how can I Zhuang Mengdie be a good person, a ruthless scourge like me will naturally be left for a thousand years, and the second emperor brother can't worry about me, so I won't die early...... Cough...... Ahem......"

"What are you talking about. Hearing what Zhuang Mengdie was saying about whether he would die or not, Zhuang Feiyu frowned and said softly. After speaking, he gently gave Zhuang Mengdie his back with his hand, looked up and saw that the crowd of funerals in front of him was already far away, and he could only see the back that was getting smaller, Zhuang Feiyu got up and squatted in front of Zhuang Mengdie, and said to her: "You just took the medicine, don't be too tired, come, I'll carry you back." ”

"I don't want to go back to the Imperial City yet, Second Imperial Brother, you can sit with me for a while. Zhuang Mengdie said and pulled Zhuang Feiyu aside and sat down, "Look at how good the scenery here is, the maple leaves are red." ”

Zhuang Feiyu raised his eyes and looked around, there were either mountains or trees on the way, the sun was scorching, what good scenery could there be, if the maple leaves were red, where could the maple leaves in Tianxuan Country be more beautiful than those in the imperial city? But when he saw Zhuang Mengdie's tired look with a faint joy, he still sat quietly on the grass beside her, and looked at the ordinary scenery that was already empty except for the two of them.

The funeral procession is long gone, and the mourning music played by the musicians is no longer audible, only the paper that has been spilled along the way is scattered in all directions under the blowing of the mountain wind, lingering around them.

Zhuang Feiyu raised his eyes and looked into the distance, which was the direction of the imperial city. Zhuang Mengdie turned her face sideways and looked at Zhuang Feiyu quietly, just like this, she looked at the handsome man beside her for a long time, and she didn't see him look back at her.

The second emperor brother, who had always been unable to take his eyes off her before, seemed to be particularly dull today.

Zhuang Mengdie chuckled twice, grabbed Zhuang Feiyu's arm, and gently pillowed his head on Zhuang Feiyu's shoulder, "Second Emperor Brother, the injury on your shoulder has healed?"

Hearing Zhuang Mengdie's question, Zhuang Feiyu did not withdraw his gaze, he was still staring into the distance, and his gaze gradually changed from substance to emptiness.

"Well, it's already good. His faint voice sounded, as if coming from far away, and became a little ethereal in the mountain wind.

"Second Emperor Brother......" Zhuang Mengdie called the Second Emperor Brother in a low voice, but did not continue to speak.

"Well, the second emperor brother is here. Zhuang Feiyu responded, and his voice was as gentle as before.

"Give me another tune, I suddenly want to listen to it......" Zhuang Mengdie snuggled up to Zhuang Feiyu, closed her eyes, and whispered.

However, in just a few days, the sword wound on Zhuang Feiyu's shoulder was actually not healed, and because there were too many annoying things in the past few days, he didn't even take medicine well, let alone take care of it well, but he still endured the pain caused by the wound on his shoulder and hummed a tune to Zhuang Mengdie.

Whenever Zhuang Mengdie was in a bad mood, she would always ask Zhuang Feiyu to hum a tune to her, and she listened to it quietly, it seemed that only Zhuang Feiyu's tune could give her a moment of peace.

Zhuang Feiyu remembered that the first time he really noticed Zhuang Mengdie was in the cold winter of that year, the sky was drifting with goose feathers and heavy snow, he was dancing the sword in the imperial garden, and heard that the mother was going to the plum garden to enjoy the snow, so he ran over excitedly, wanting to show the mother the sword dance he had just learned.

When he arrived at the plum garden, he saw from a distance that the imperial sister, who was two years younger than himself, was following the mother queen with a plum blossom flatteringly, she pulled the corner of the mother's clothes, and with an innocent smile on her face, she wanted the mother to let the mother queen have the plum blossom in her hand.

In the snow-white flying sky, a little cinnabar mole between her eyebrows and the red plum blossoms in her hands are particularly eye-catching, as if they were stained with blood.

But the Empress glanced at Zhuang Mengdie lightly, and then turned around with a cold face and left, and the maid who followed her saw that Her Majesty's good mood to come to the Plum Garden to enjoy the snow suddenly disappeared, and she didn't know why Her Majesty was displeased, so she had to carefully bow her head and leave behind Her Majesty.

"Mother, Mother......"

"Don't you like this plum blossom? Look, how beautiful this plum blossom is......

Seeing the mother queen leaving, Zhuang Mengdie was stunned at first, and then immediately ran to chase after her, while chasing, she raised the plum blossom in her hand, wanting to give it to the mother and make the mother smile from her.

After running for a short distance in the wind and snow, Zhuang Mengdie finally caught up with Empress Zhuang, she grabbed the corner of Empress Zhuang's clothes again, raised her head and handed the plum blossom in her hand to Empress Zhuang.

Empress Zhuang finally lowered her head, looked at Zhuang Mengdie's face, looked at her innocent smiling face, and flattered herself to give the plum blossom she thought was the most beautiful.

Empress Zhuang suddenly shook her hand vigorously, throwing aside Zhuang Mengdie, who was defenseless and waiting for her to take the plum blossom with a face full of anticipation, and then left without looking back. The few personal maids behind him didn't dare to say anything, didn't dare to look at anything, and hurriedly left with their heads down in fear and followed Empress Zhuang's steps.

And Zhuang Mengdie, just by the strength of Empress Zhuang was thrown into the lake not far away, in the cold winter, the lake has formed a thin layer of ice, only to hear the sound of the ice cracking, Zhuang Mengdie fell into the lake, she struggled and called a few times and began to sink......

Because Empress Zhuang wants to enjoy the snow, she is used to being clean when she appreciates the snow every year, except for herself with a few personal maids, the other subordinates have already been dismissed, and those maids have already followed Empress Zhuang and left in a hurry, Zhuang Mengdie's falling lake, except for Zhuang Feiyu, who happened to come to the plum garden, and quietly followed all the way to Zhuang Feiyu.

Zhuang Feiyu saw Zhuang Mengdie fall into the lake, hurriedly threw his accessories aside, took off his thick robe and jumped into the lake.

Zhuang Feiyu has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his ability to resist cold is not bad, he finally rescued Zhuang Mengdie, who was frozen and stiff, and didn't care about picking up the robe and accessories, and ran out with her on his back, shouting anxiously while running: "Come on, people......"

Later, the news that the third highness Zhuang Mengdie fell into the water spread, and the imperial doctor in the palace was busy, everyone thought that the second highness and the third highness were playing, causing the third highness to accidentally fall into the lake.

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