No, he didn't want to let go of her, as long as Zhuang Mengdie still needed him, he wouldn't leave her again.

Zhuang Feiyu clenched the light cyan handkerchief in the palm of his hand, walked to the plum tree, and stretched out his hand to break off the plum blossom that had been blooming the most beautiful in the wind and snow.

At noon, the guards on duty in front of Her Majesty's bedchamber were rubbing their hands together to keep warm, and whispering and laughing, and in half an hour someone came to replace their shift.

The guard, who was talking vigorously, suddenly put away his smile, and before he could finish speaking, he was silent, and several other guards who were listening to it urged him to continue, but they saw him look at them with a solemn expression.

The guards looked in the direction of his secret gesture, and immediately smiled and retracted their voices.

They looked at the person in disbelief, this person was none other than the Second Highness Zhuang Feiyu, who had just made a big fuss in front of Her Majesty's bedroom.

The Second Highness had obviously been blown away by Her Majesty the Empress herself, and he had gone and returned in just over an hour? Moreover, at this moment, the Second Highness was covered with snowflakes, and he was holding a light cyan similar thing in one hand, and carefully holding a plum blossom that bloomed proudly and brightly in the other.

Second Highness, this is ......

In the secret speculation of the guards on duty, Zhuang Feiyu had already strode in front of them, and before the guards could draw their long swords from their waists, Zhuang Feiyu had already knocked them away with his elbow.

Anyway, this is also the second highness of the noble status, the guards saw that Zhuang Feiyu had already crossed them and strode towards Her Majesty's dormitory, so they had to bluff after him and shouted: "Your Highness, you can't trespass into Her Majesty's dormitory, the empress said ......"

"Get out of the way. Zhuang Feiyu's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't even hear any trace of anger, but he who was close to the snowflakes that had fallen made the guards feel cold, and coupled with his prestige of not being angry, the guards didn't dare to make a mistake.

But seeing that Zhuang Feiyu was about to enter the gate of the dormitory, and just now they really heard Her Majesty the Empress say that they would not see the Second Highness, and let the Second Highness be driven away. Although the guards were embarrassed, they could not disobey the king's order, they knew that Zhuang Feiyu was not a character they could provoke, but they also had to step forward and hold Zhuang Feiyu.

"Your Highness, you really can't go in, please ......"

"If you want to live, get out of this king!" Zhuang Feiyu suddenly shouted, and the moment he turned around, he kicked out a guard who was pulling behind him.

When the other guards hesitated to stop them again, Zhuang Feiyu had already left them all behind.

Stepping into Her Majesty's Queen's bedroom, walking through the luxurious and beautiful outer room, through the light veils and beaded curtains hanging down heavily, Zhuang Feiyu heard Zhuang Mengdie's intermittent cough, her voice was hoarse, weak and tired, much worse than the previous coughs.

Zhuang Feiyu was distressed for a while, if it weren't for his failure to make an appointment, Zhuang Mengdie would not have contracted the wind chill and coughed so hard. Remorse and self-blame are surging in his heart, Zhuang Feiyu can't wait to replace him, he should be so uncomfortable at this moment, and it should be him who is so tortured, not Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Mengdie, who usually made him feel distressed even if he frowned, was now sick in bed because of him, which was the biggest torture for him. Let's search for books

Zhuang Feiyu lifted the curtain and entered with a guilty face, although listening to Zhuang Mengdie's voice, he already knew that she was not lightly ill, and her complexion must be extremely bad. But when he saw Zhuang Mengdie reclining on the bed at the moment, he couldn't help but be shocked.

When I saw Zhuang Mengdie yesterday, she was still so radiant and unparalleled, but now she has messy black hair, her face is pale and bloodless, and a little cinnabar mole between her eyebrows is as red as blood and tears against the backdrop of her pale face, like a drop of blood falling in the snow.

Seeing Zhuang Feiyu open the curtain and enter, Zhuang Mengdie raised her eyes and looked at Zhuang Feiyu coldly, her crystal clear eyes no longer had the tenderness when she looked at him in the past, some were just cold, indifferent, and even a trace of hatred.

Zhuang Feiyu was stung by Zhuang Mengdie's gaze, as if an invisible blade pierced his heart. He put the flowery plum blossom next to the bed, stretched out his hand to take Zhuang Mengdie's hand, and whispered apologetically: "Mengdie, I'm sorry, I thought you wouldn't go to the plum garden last night......"

Just when Zhuang Feiyu's hand was about to touch Zhuang Mengdie's hand, he was suddenly slapped away by Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Mengdie has always been frail and sickly, even when she is good on weekdays, she is a weak woman who is powerless, not to mention her who is sick in bed at the moment. The hand she slapped was soft and powerless, but the moment she slapped Zhuang Feiyu's outstretched hand, Zhuang Feiyu was completely stunned.

It was not because Zhuang Mengdie slapped away his outstretched hand, but because he saw undisguised hatred and disgust on Zhuang Mengdie's miserable white and cold face.

Zhuang Feiyu never thought that one day, he would see Zhuang Mengdie show an expression of hatred and disgust towards him.

"Don't touch me. Zhuang Mengdie's voice was hoarse and weak, but the words she said were merciless and decisive, she looked at Zhuang Feiyu coldly, reluctantly raised her hand, and pointed in the direction outside the dormitory, "Get out." ”

"Get out", she actually used a roller on him, she first ordered someone to drive him out, and now she saw that he had appeared in front of her, apologized to her, bowed her head and admitted her mistake, but she still didn't give him any face to let him get out.

Zhuang Feiyu's body froze, no one had ever asked him to go, and no one had ever dared to talk to him like this, he was treated like this as a royal family, but he was not angry, but at a loss.

Zhuang Feiyu didn't leave, even if Zhuang Mengdie hated him again, he didn't want to let go of her again. If it weren't for his failure last night, Zhuang Mengdie would not have been sick in bed due to the wind cold, and he would not hate him so much at this moment.

"Mengdie, it's the second emperor brother who is not good, it's the second emperor brother who has hurt you like this, you can beat or scold you, just don't drive the second emperor brother away. ”

"Mengdie, look, I picked your favorite plum blossom for you, you ......" Zhuang Feiyu said softly, wanting to ask for Zhuang Mengdie's forgiveness.

Looking at the plum blossom in Zhuang Feiyu's hand handed to her eyes, Zhuang Mengdie didn't seem to see anything, and it seemed that she couldn't hear what Zhuang Feiyu was saying at all, and it was even more as if the pleading and pain on Zhuang Feiyu's face could no longer move her heart.

"I said I told you to get out. Zhuang Mengdie still coldly interrupted Zhuang Feiyu's words.

Zhuang Feiyu's hand holding the plum blossom froze in mid-air, Zhuang Mengdie used to be angry with him and play petty with him, but no matter how angry she was, under his apology and flattery, she would always complain a few words, or forgive him after hitting him a few times.