Her second imperial brother, Zhuang Feiyu, even if he let go of her in that cold and long night, in her heart, he will always be her support, and he is the only support and warmth in her life.

Zhuang Mengdie took out a light cyan handkerchief from her arms, covered her mouth and coughed lightly for a while, and when she saw that Xiao Gu was about to step forward, she hurriedly waved her away.

Watching Xiao Gu retreat until he was gone, Zhuang Mengdie took away the handkerchief, and watched the bright red blood stains on it slowly spread, and the little blood stains were bright and beautiful like the most beautiful plum blossoms in winter, Zhuang Mengdie laughed silently......

The next day, the entire Guqing City was snowing heavily, and Zhuang Mengdie ignored the persuasion of the imperial doctor and the palace maid, and insisted on going out of the palace to see the snow. King Yun is busy every day, and he is also relieved of Zhuang Mengdie, so he has already lifted her ban. It's just that Zhuang Mengdie still said that she was not sick in the early dynasty, and she nested in her own bedroom.

What does Her Majesty want to do, who can resist it? Xiao Gu had no choice but to take the thick cloak and put it on Zhuang Mengdie, and followed her out of the dormitory.

Fortunately, Zhuang Mengdie did not go far, but quietly watched the snowflakes flying in front of the gate of his dormitory for a while, and then returned to the dormitory.

However, Zhuang Mengdie, who was already weak and had just recovered from a serious illness, contracted a cold the next day and was groggy in bed.

Zhuang Mengdie didn't know how long she had been asleep on the dragon bed, she only felt soreness and weakness all over her body. When she was more interesting, before her heavy eyelids opened, she smelled a bitter smell of decoction mixed with the faint ambergris in the dormitory, and she opened her eyes with great difficulty, and Zhuang Mengdie saw that it was Zhuang Feiyu sitting on the edge of the bed.

Zhuang Feiyu was still dressed in black and purple robes, and he still had a handsome and elegant face that Zhuang Mengdie was familiar with, and when he saw Zhuang Mengdie wake up, a faint smile finally appeared on his obviously emaciated face.

It seems that only in dreams can I see Zhuang Feiyu to see me again. Zhuang Mengdie looked at the familiar face greedily, there was a slight sadness in her eyes, and her pale face made the little cinnabar between her eyebrows as red as blood and tears.

Zhuang Feiyu stretched out his hand to help Zhuang Mengdie, and when the familiar hands touched her, Zhuang Mengdie realized that she was not dreaming, and the person sitting next to her at the moment was indeed Zhuang Feiyu.

"Second, Brother ...... Second Emperor" With the support of Zhuang Feiyu, Zhuang Mengdie sat weakly at the head of the bed, Zhuang Feiyu took a bowl of steaming decoction from the palace maid beside him, and said softly: "Don't talk, drink the medicine first." ”

Zhuang Mengdie knew that no amount of decoction could cure her illness, but seeing Zhuang Feiyu looking at her dotingly as usual, scooping up a spoonful of decoction and leaning it against her mouth and blowing it gently, handing it to her mouth, Zhuang Mengdie still drank the spoonful of decoction very cooperatively.

After drinking the spoonful of decoction, Zhuang Mengdie stared at the medicine bowl in Zhuang Feiyu's hand, the bitterness in her heart was much more than the bitterness in her mouth, she knew that at this time, she was sick, and Zhuang Feiyu, who was free, would come to see her, and this was also in her calculations.

"Stand down, all of you. Zhuang Mengdie took the candied fruit handed over by Zhuang Feiyu and waved away a few palace maids who were guarding the side. Several palace maids were eager to be idle, and immediately took the order and bowed and retreated.

Zhuang Feiyu didn't say much, a spoonful of decoction, a candied fruit fed to Zhuang Mengdie, watching Zhuang Mengdie drink the big bowl of decoction, Zhuang Feiyu put down the bowl, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped the stains from the corners of Zhuang Mengdie's mouth. Soaring Chinese

After putting away the veil, Zhuang Feiyu gently rubbed the top of Zhuang Mengdie's hair, and said with a little reproach in his indulgence: "Your body is already weak, and you can't take good care of yourself, so how can the second emperor brother rest assured." ”

"Second Emperor Brother ......" Zhuang Mengdie struggled to get up, but how could her weak body stand it, as soon as she got out of bed, she was dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

Zhuang Feiyu's hands supported Zhuang Mengdie in time, "Mengdie, you have to recuperate well, and you will be cured in a few days." ”

I'm afraid I'll never be healed again. Zhuang Mengdie sneered in her heart.

"Second Emperor Brother......" Zhuang Mengdie leaned on Zhuang Feiyu's arms, muttered sideways, and stared at Zhuang Feiyu's eyes.

Except for the obvious emaciation, Zhuang Feiyu is not any different from before, she is still so elegant and gentle, and she still looks at her with loving and doting eyes. At that moment, Zhuang Mengdie seemed to have returned to the old days, when she was still the Third Highness and was still in her own palace, and Zhuang Feiyu never left her, as if nothing had changed, as if nothing had happened......

Zhuang Mengdie was suddenly stunned, she didn't dare to speak, and she didn't dare to move, for fear that as long as she made a slight noise, this beautiful dream would be shattered and return to the unbearable reality of reality.

"Dream Butterfly ......" Zhuang Feiyu looked at the person in his arms and stopped talking, there was both panic and timidity in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel distressed, his Dream Butterfly, I am afraid that she is still blaming herself for her words and deeds that hurt him that day. His hand gently stroked Zhuang Mengdie's pale and cold face, and comforted him softly: "Second Emperor Brother is back, Second Emperor Brother will never leave Mengdie alone this time." ”

Who knew that Mengdie listened to Zhuang Feiyu's words, and suddenly broke free from Zhuang Feiyu's embrace, leaned on the head of the bed and looked at Zhuang Feiyu coldly and said, "What are you doing when the second emperor brother comes back?" I said that I would like you to die, and I will never forgive you in this life. ”

Zhuang Mengdie's attitude changed so quickly that Zhuang Feiyu couldn't react for a while. Hearing Zhuang Mengdie's cough, Zhuang Feiyu stepped forward again and tried to give Zhuang Mengdie some true qi to make her feel better, but was avoided by Zhuang Mengdie.

"So far, don't you really hate me, don't blame me?" coughed a few more times, Zhuang Mengdie asked coldly.

"Mengdie, the second emperor brother knows that what you said that day is not true, and what I said that day was just angry words and pretentiousness. I know that King Yun hid in the shadows that day, and you were afraid that he would be unfavorable to me, so you deliberately said those words to make me angry. Mengdie's hard work, the two emperor brothers understand, how can they blame you. ”

Zhuang Feiyu said, slowly approached Zhuang Mengdie, took her into his arms, and said softly: "Mengdie, the second emperor brother understands, it's just that you shouldn't carry all this by yourself, you still have the second emperor brother." ”

On that day, Zhuang Feiyu heard Zhuang Mengdie's ruthless words, and his heart was really like a knife, and he wanted to destroy the entire dormitory. But fortunately, he has never been a person who loses his mind easily, and in addition to the heartache, he still retains a trace of sanity and sobriety.

Zhuang Mengdie's abnormality made him suspicious, and Zhuang Mengdie drove him away at every turn and let him die, with his understanding of Zhuang Mengdie, if Zhuang Mengdie wanted to die alone, he would never say it with such fanfare.