Zhuang Mengdie met Zhuang Feiyu's bright and clear eyes, muttered the word a few times in a low voice, and then suddenly trembled slightly uncontrollably, everything in front of her was blurred, and tears slowly spread, gradually reaching the limit that her eye sockets could bear.

Zhuang Mengdie lowered her head slightly, letting the mist in her eyes overflow her eyes, and then buried her face between her palms, her shoulders trembled and choked, she shook her head lightly and tiredly, and a slightly hoarse voice escaped from the fingers of her palms: "That's not the case...... What you're talking about now ...... None of them are true...... You don't even know what liking is...... Your current liking is simply not real...... Not really......"

How can it be true that you keep saying that you like it, how can you count it? Even you are not true today, how can I take all this seriously because of your youth and ignorance? How can I? How can I?

Zhuang Feiyu, if it is really you, from the moment you drank that cup of "Drunken Yellow Spring" that night, Mengdie will never return to its former position in your heart...... If it was you at this moment, how could you say such a thing to Dream Butterfly......

And Mengdie, how can she be so selfish and self-deceiving, and take the words that come out of the mouth of an innocent child seriously?

Zhuang Mengdie, how can you be sorry for that Zhuang Feiyu who is full of eyes and eyes full of you? If you hadn't insisted on choosing such a path in the first place, how could all this have happened?

Zhuang Mengdie, all of this is all wrong with you, it's all you...... And now, how can you deserve that innocent and innocent liking?

closed her eyes, but she couldn't close the tears that were already full of eyes, Zhuang Mengdie could only let the tears flow slowly. From the moment she knew that she was about to die, and she was determined to completely break off her relationship with Zhuang Feiyu, she told herself that from now on, she would no longer have the second emperor brother who cared for her wholeheartedly and spoiled her, she had to rely on herself and do her best to leave Zhuang Feiyu everything she wanted to give him, what she wanted to leave to him was not only a complete Tianxuan Kingdom, but also Zhuang Feiyu who no longer had any weakness.

However, when everything was planned for her, God played a joke with her again, Jun Shuyun of the Shaking Light Kingdom led troops to attack Tianxuan, and Tianxuan's country fell into the hands of other countries.

And she, by chance, suppressed the cold and poisonous qi in her body, and no longer had to worry that she might die at any time. Although there is no country, but she still has herself, she can finally not worry about the Zhuang Feiyu who loves her after herself will be unbearable, she can finally give a complete, careless her to the Zhuang Feiyu who was buried deep in her heart.

But before she had time to say anything, she didn't have time to do anything, she watched Zhuang Feiyu fall off the Yufeng cliff for her, she almost lost him forever, forever lost the only light in her dark life, the only warmth.

Fortunately, Zhuang Feiyu finally survived, even if he was angry at first, even if he later became a puppet at the mercy of others, even if he is still mentally imprisoned in his childhood, but for Zhuang Mengdie, it is already a special grace from God.

Scenes from the past appeared in front of Zhuang Mengdie's eyes in tears, recalling everything she had done in the past, Zhuang Mengdie somehow hooked the curvature of the corners of her mouth, laughed self-deprecatingly, the tears in the corners of her eyes were still sliding silently, and the smile on her face was full of sadness.

Zhuang Feiyu looked at Zhuang Mengdie with tears on his face in front of him blankly, and couldn't help but panic, where could he care about Zhuang Mengdie just now and pushed him away with vicious words, wanting to drive him away, and immediately ran to Zhuang Mengde's side, did not dare to step on the bed, nor did he dare to put on shoes, standing barefoot in front of the bed and clumsily reaching out to wipe the tears on Zhuang Mengdie's face.

In today's Zhuang Feiyu's view, this is the first time in his life that he wipes tears for others, and the tears on that extremely beautiful face can't be stopped like pearls with broken threads, and the more he wipes it, Zhuang Feiyu suddenly became anxious, and while wiping his tears for Zhuang Mengdie, he was so anxious.

He didn't know what to do, he just knew that he didn't want to see that beautiful sister Butterfly shed tears, even if she was in tears.

"Sister Die, was it too fierce just now, scared you? Or did I hurt you again? Don't cry, okay, it's all my fault, I apologize to you, don't cry......" Zhuang Feiyu wiped Zhuang Mengde's tears clumsily, while admitting his mistakes and comforting, he only hoped that Zhuang Mengdie would stop crying, he didn't want to see her cry, even if he didn't know what distress was at the moment, but his heart clearly told him that when he saw Zhuang Mengdie crying, he felt very uncomfortable.

In Zhuang Feiyu's clumsy voice of comforting and wiping tears for herself, Zhuang Mengdie's tears were even more out of control, she has never been a very strong person, because since she was a child, she has a second brother who cares about her and loves her, no matter what happens, he is her strongest backing, therefore, she never needs to be strong, and she never needs to learn how to be strong.

When she encounters trouble and is wronged, she can snuggle on the shoulder that reassures her, let Zhuang Feiyu gently wipe away her tears, calm her emotions, and then let him solve the trouble that bothered her.

She has always been protected too well and too well, so she didn't know how to be strong at all, until she ascended to the throne of the Empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, and finally had to face the ups and downs of no Zhuang Feiyu for her alone.

Once the disguise of pretending to be strong encounters the comfort that he has hoped for in his heart, it will be out of control like a river bursting its banks and rocks collapsing. Since the night when Zhuang Mengdie ascended to the throne of Empress Tianxuan, she has endured too much, and she has accumulated too much in her heart, and she can't say all this to outsiders, let alone have a place to vent.

Now, those familiar hands wiped the tears on her face again, and all the sorrow and pain that Zhuang Mengdie had accumulated in the depths of her heart seemed to have suddenly found a breakthrough, no longer need to disguise, no longer need to hide, she can finally be willful in front of the person who makes her think about it day and night. Even if that person doesn't have the memories of before, he can't comfort her like before.

The reason why Zhuang Mengdie felt sad and sad was not only because it was no longer the original Zhuang Feiyu who was by her side, but also because they were now equivalent to being completely involved in the whirlpool of Tianxuan.

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