But now Zhuang Mengdie is still unmoved, the expression on her face is so indifferent, as if Zhuang Feiyu has nothing to do with her, not the second emperor brother who was close to her.

Zhuang Feiyu's hand holding the plum blossom slowly put it down, his heart was also sinking, his dream butterfly really didn't want to see him again, didn't want to listen to his apology anymore, and wouldn't forgive him anymore.

Zhuang Feiyu was deeply stunned, his dream butterfly would never forgive him again, and he could no longer forgive himself.

Just when the plum blossom was slowly falling, Zhuang Mengdie suddenly reached out and took the plum blossom, Zhuang Feiyu suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, "Mengdie, are you willing to forgive me?"

"Isn't it just a broken plum blossom, and it is worth sending His Royal Highness to the emperor's bedroom?" Zhuang Mengdie's faint words were like cold snow water, extinguishing the trace of joy that ignited in Zhuang Feiyu's eyes.

The alienated three words of "Second Highness" stung Zhuang Feiyu, and she no longer called him the second emperor brother like before.

Zhuang Feiyu stood in place, his heart was so painful that he couldn't move, and he couldn't make any sound, he watched in a daze as Zhuang Mengdie threw the bright and dazzling plum blossom into the charcoal basin not far from the dragon's bed.

The plum blossoms that bloom proudly in the ice and snow are burned by the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin, and there is even a "crackling" sound.

It wasn't until the plum blossom was burned that the corners of Zhuang Feiyu's mouth trembled slightly in pain opened and closed a few times before he finally spoke, "Mengdie, you ......"

However, Zhuang Mengdie had already closed her eyes tiredly, and without giving Zhuang Feiyu a chance to finish speaking, she suddenly raised her voice and said, "Zhuang Feiyu, you go out for the emperor!"

After Zhuang Mengdie said this, she didn't hear the footsteps of Zhuang Feiyu leaving, she slowly opened her eyes, but she didn't look at Zhuang Feiyu again, but looked at the few palace maids who were waiting to serve and said coldly: "What are you still doing in a daze?

Zhuang Mengdie took a bite of "this emperor", so that Zhuang Feiyu, who was frozen on the side, suddenly remembered that Zhuang Mengdie at this moment was no longer the dream butterfly that needed his care under his wings before, and now she was already the supreme empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, and she finally sat on the throne she wanted to sit on the most.

She is a person whose heart is higher than the sky, in order to get this throne, she can endure and pretend, and now, what she wants has been obtained, and she no longer needs to endure for anyone, nor does she need to act in front of anyone.

An indescribable sourness slowly spread from Zhuang Feiyu's heart, until it spread throughout the chest, Zhuang Feiyu's one hand tightly grasped the light green veil in the palm of his hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand had flare up, as if he wanted to knead that side of the handkerchief into powder.

But his voice was extremely soft, "Mengdie, what you want, what you want to do, the second emperor brother is all dependent on you, as long as you are happy." This time it was the Second Emperor Brother who did something wrong, can't you really forgive the Second Emperor Brother once?"

Several palace maids got Zhuang Mengdie's order and had already gathered around Zhuang Feiyu, but Zhuang Feiyu had a noble status after all, and they didn't dare to rush to pull him, after all, they all heard the words he warned the guards outside the dormitory to stop him.

Lowly slaves and maids like them, no matter which master they offend, they will have to fall to the ground, they beg for a living in this deep palace, and they have to watch their words and expressions all the time, so as not to make mistakes. Number Six

"Second Highness, please go back. ”

"Second Highness, Her Majesty the Empress, please go out. ”

"Second Highness......

......

Several palace maids cautiously persuaded Zhuang Feiyu, hoping that he could leave as soon as possible, so that Zhuang Mengdie would not be angry and blame them again.

Zhuang Feiyu didn't seem to hear the palace maid's persuasion, his eyes kept falling on Zhuang Mengdie's miserable face, but after Zhuang Mengdie gave the order to the palace maid, he closed his eyes and isolated Zhuang Feiyu's pleading face.

It seems that she will not forgive him anymore. In the past, his dream butterfly would forgive her second emperor brother, but now, she has become Her Majesty the Empress, but she will not forgive her second highness who hurt her.

There was a fire in the empress's bedroom, it was very warm, and the snowflakes on Zhuang Feiyu's body had already melted, turning into cold snow and seeping into his clothes, and he was so cold that his whole body shivered slightly.

Zhuang Feiyu's footsteps moved, he didn't expect Zhuang Mengdie to answer his words, he would open his eyes and look at him again. But just as he was about to turn around, Zhuang Mengdie suddenly opened his eyes, but in those eyes as clear as crystal, they were cold and disgusted at the moment, she looked at Zhuang Feiyu like this, and one word after another collapsed like a stinging ice slag: "Yes, I will never forgive!"

Zhuang Mengdie's voice was still hoarse, but every word she said fell into Zhuang Feiyu's ears very clearly. Even echoed in the quiet dormitory at this moment.

After saying that, Zhuang Mengdie saw that Zhuang Feiyu's always handsome and gentle face turned pale in an instant, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile of revenge, and then gritted her teeth viciously and said: "Zhuang Feiyu, I, Zhuang Mengdie, will never forgive you in my life! I hate you so much! I can't wait for you to die immediately!"

After Zhuang Mengdie finished shouting this sentence, she coughed again, the more she coughed, the more she coughed, where could a few palace maids care about whether Zhuang Feiyu was going or staying at the moment, and hurriedly left him and rushed to the side of the dragon bed, some were busy with Zhuang Mengdie's back, some were busy with the imperial doctor, and some were busy bringing the decoction.

In the scramble of several palace maids, Zhuang Mengdie's cough finally stopped, and then she looked coldly at Zhuang Feiyu, who was still standing on the side in a daze, and laughed a few times mockingly. "From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other. ”

Zhuang Feiyu took two steps back at a loss, and shook his head lightly with a blank expression, his graceful and elegant face no longer had the elegance and gentleness of the past, and there was only endless sadness.

Under Zhuang Mengdie's cold gaze, he retreated backwards and silently retreated to the light veil, his eyes were still locked on Zhuang Mengdie, and after muttering to himself, "There is no more to do with it", he asked in a trembling voice: "Mengdie, between you and me, in the end, there is no one who has nothing to do with it?"

"Hehe......" As soon as Zhuang Feiyu's voice fell, Zhuang Mengdie let out a string of sneers, as if Zhuang Feiyu was telling a big joke.

When the laughter stopped, Zhuang Mengdie sneered: "Old love? You say there is an old love between us? Zhuang Feiyu, you listen to me, I, Zhuang Mengdie, have only used you from beginning to end, and the old love you think is just your own affection!"