Chapter 402
The relieved guards didn't come forward to disturb Zhuang Mengdie anymore, but each returned to their posts to stand guard, after all, they were almost about to move their heads just now. If she provokes these three highnesses, she won't be teasing them next time, and who doesn't want to keep her head on her neck?
After finishing dinner, Zhuang Mengdie and Gu Wanli leisurely strolled around the palace and returned to their residence. At this time, the guards guarding the door were a lot more honest, and took the initiative to give way when Zhuang Mengdie passed by, and bowed down.
Zhuang Mengdie completely deserves them as if they don't exist, since they love to guard, just let them guard over there, at least when they are bored and panicked, they can also toss those minions, which can be regarded as passing the boring days of house arrest.
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The days when Zhuang Feiyu was not by his side were really boring and boring for Zhuang Mengdie, who was under house arrest, how boring and boring it was, but the days still had to go on. So, playing with those guards from time to time has become Zhuang Mengdie's only pleasure in this palace.
Of course, in the days that made Zhuang Mengdie feel uncomfortable, it was not only the guards outside the courtyard of her residence who could not be moved, but also the imperial doctor who was sent by the United States to diagnose and treat her illness.
King Tianxuan naturally knew that Zhuang Mengdie did not have the so-called day and night work, and he became ill from hard work, so he also sent a new young imperial doctor, since he was not an acquaintance of the previous dynasty, Zhuang Mengdie did not need to be soft when he tossed up.
All kinds of bizarre charges fell on the two young imperial doctors one after another, such as Zhuang Mengdie pretending to be infected with the wind cold, and she was still dizzy after drinking the decoction boiled by the imperial doctor.
Although this group of unlucky people who were tossed enough by Zhuang Mengdie knew that Zhuang Mengdie was now just a third highness who had lost power, no matter how lost her power and how down, even if she was grounded in this palace for the rest of her life. As long as the name of her Third Highness is not taken away for a day, then she is still a noble Third Highness, and she can't afford to be neglected by their subordinates.
What's more, people who are begging for a living in the imperial city know that accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and no one dares to speculate on the meaning of the above, who can say that the master who has lost power now has no day to turn over? Just like who could have expected that the princess Tianxuan, who was favored by King Tianxuan, was once grounded.
Some things are by no means as simple as they seem, and a wise slave should know not to offend his master at will before the situation is clear. What's more, King Tianxuan only ordered the Third Highness to be placed under house arrest, but he never openly or secretly wanted to allow others to snub the Third Highness.
So, these people who came to Zhuang Feiyu's palace from the palace had no choice but to be frightened and carefully live the days of taking care of Zhuang Mengdie. These days are difficult for Zhuang Mengdie, and for those who are subordinate, they are also like years.
was butterflyed by Zhuang Mengdie several times, whether it was a guard or a royal doctor, or a servant girl, all of them were like frightened birds, for fear that they would be targeted by the boring Third Highness, and it would be another day of sin. Thanks to them, with the object of teasing, Zhuang Mengdie has lived a lot more comfortably these days. After all, when there is a lot of trouble, the worries and sorrows in the bottom of my heart will not come out so unscrupulously.
One day, Zhuang Mengdie ordered Gu Wanli to prepare some snacks and wine in the pavilion, and ordered a few servants to carry the soft collapse to the pavilion.
The afternoon sun was shining warmly, and Zhuang Mengdie leaned lazily on the soft collapse, supporting her side face with one hand, and holding up the wine cup with the other to drink. Not far from the pavilion, four guards who couldn't shake off like a dog's skin plaster were standing straight.
After drinking most of the pot of wine and looking at the dappled and turbulent sunlight sprinkled on the surface of the blue pool, Zhuang Mengdie felt a little sleepy, and after yawning, she simply closed her eyes.
Seeing this, Gu Wanli, who was guarding the side, hurriedly put down the wine pot that he had been holding in his hand, waiting for Zhuang Mengdie to refill the wine, and lightly took away the wine cup in Zhuang Mengdie's hand. Seeing Zhuang Mengdie turn sideways and find a comfortable position to lie on the soft collapse, Gu Wanli pinched Zhuang Mengdie's legs hard, and the just right strength made Zhuang Mengdie fall asleep in a daze smelling the unique crisp breath of the pond water in the cool wind.
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"Xiaogu, what time is it?" asked as he woke up and stretched out before he even opened his eyes.
"Master, it's Shen Shi, it's still early for dinner, will you sleep again? Or are you uncomfortable sleeping here, and you want to go back to the bedroom?" Gu Wanli replied, his hand still gently kneading Zhuang Mengdie's calf.
Zhuang Mengdie sighed secretly in her heart, she felt that she had slept for most of the day, and it had only been an hour, and there was still a period of time before dinner, why was this time so difficult to pass the time? No, no, it was really boring to go on like this, and she had to find some fun to pass the time in this boring afternoon.
Zhuang Mengdie sat up, swept her gaze, and fell on the guards who were gathered outside the pavilion. Zhuang Mengdie's lazy gaze that had just woken up made those guards like a man, and they all knew very well in their hearts that they were being targeted by the three highnesses, and they were waiting to admit that they were unlucky.
"Xiao Gu, what are the dishes for dinner today?" Retracting the gaze that fell on those guards, Zhuang Mengdie asked Gu Wanli beside him in a lazy tone.
"Master, there are jade belt shrimp, oily beans, flower laurel fish, lotus root flour balls...... Gu Wanli didn't know why Zhuang Mengdie asked so much, on weekdays, she always asked the dining room to do it according to Zhuang Feiyu's preferences, Zhuang Feiyu was gone, she never cared about what dishes would be prepared in the dining room. thought that Zhuang Mengdie had a good appetite today, so she reported the names of the dishes she knew and Zhuang Mengdie's favorite foods on weekdays.
Before Gu Wanli's series of dishes were finished, Zhuang Mengdie raised his hand to signal Gu Wanli to stop, and then suddenly said, "Xiao Gu, I want to drink stewed snake soup tonight." ”
"Then Xiaogu will go to inform the dining room and let them ......" Gu Wanli said and hurried to the dining room, for fear that if he was late, he would delay Zhuang Mengdie's dinner.
"Wait!" Without waiting for Gu Wanli to finish speaking, Zhuang Mengdie grabbed Gu Wanli, who had turned around to leave, pointed to the pond and said, "Xiaogu, what do you think is there?"
"Master, what did you see?" Gu Wanli looked in the direction of Zhuang Mengdie's finger, except for the lotus leaves in the pond and the koi swimming in the pond, he didn't see anything unusual.
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