After Gu Wanli's body left, Zhuang Mengdie picked up the wine jug, walked to the window while pouring it into his mouth, stretched out his hand to push open the delicately carved window lattice, and the biting cold wind carried the cold snowflakes into the room.

Zhuang Mengdie stood by the window steadily, letting the cold wind blow her long hair and robe flying wildly, coughing twice, Zhuang Mengdie raised the wine jug and poured the hot wine into her throat.

The liquor flowed down her throat, and all her internal organs seemed to be burned, but what Zhuang Mengdie felt at the moment was a piercing cold.

Zhuang Mengdie's eyes stared blankly at the snowflakes flying in the cold wind outside the window, and the endless dark night, she ignored her cough, poured strong wine one by one, from now on, no one will stop her to persuade her to drink less, from now on, there will be no one to accompany her, everything goes along with her, coaxing her, from now on, she will no longer hear the tune he hums for her, and she will no longer receive the plum blossoms he folds for her......

From now on, she Zhuang Mengdie is a person, and she has completely lost the second emperor brother who spoiled her and loved her......

A pot of wine was quickly drunk by Zhuang Mengdie, she snuggled on the windowsill, bowed slightly, and the heart-rending pain rampaged through her chest, as if a powerful force wanted to tear her to pieces, and return to heaven and earth like this vast white snow.

Zhuang Mengdie turned around and went back to retrieve a pot of spirits, and as she drank it, she suddenly burst out laughing, but there was endless sadness in the laughter, laughing and laughing, the tears in the corners of her eyes slipped down and dripped across her cheeks and fell to the ground.

Letting the tears spread, Zhuang Mengdie desperately poured wine into her mouth, but the wine she had just poured out was spit out because of the violent cough that she deliberately suppressed.

Zhuang Mengdie squatted on the ground, coughing and spitting while holding the wine jug, at first spit out the wine, and then it was a dazzling bright red, and every mouthful of blood was like the most colorful plum blossom in winter. And this scarlet and beautiful blood ruthlessly and coldly announced that her life was coming to an end.

In the cold night, Gu Wanli braved the wind and snow to carry Zhuang Feiyu's body and swept out of the wilderness that was already far away from the imperial city before stopping. Finding a leeward low slope, Gu Wanli took a deep breath and gently put Zhuang Feiyu down.

The black bag was suddenly torn in half by his hand, and Gu Wanli watched in a daze as Zhuang Feiyu slowly tore off the light cyan cloak covering his face and threw it aside, slowly standing up from the ground.

Zhuang Feiyu opened his eyes, his face had already recovered its blood, but at this moment, his eyes were full of dead silence, and the expression on his face was even more terrifying than that of a dead corpse.

"Second Highness...... Gu Wanli knelt down on one knee in front of Zhuang Feiyu, lowered his head, opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally didn't say anything, at this moment, she didn't know what to say, or she knew that it would be useless to say anything at the moment.

Zhuang Feiyu didn't look down at her, but looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky, and just stood motionless.

In this icy and snowy barren mountains and mountains, one master and one servant stood and knelt, letting the snowflakes fall on their hair and shoulders little by little, as if they were two statues.

After a long time, Gu Wanli, who knelt down on one knee and lowered his head and looked at the thick snow, heard a few dry, hoarse laughter slowly spread from above his head to the entire night sky......

"Zhuang Mengdie, you really want me to die, hehe...... You're satisfied with watching me die, aren't you, hehe......"

Zhuang Feiyu looked up to the sky and sighed, the person he cared for wholeheartedly trampled on his sincerity in this way, his face was cold and white, whiter than this snow, and cold.

"Gu Wanli, get up. Zhuang Feiyu glanced down at Gu Wanli, who was still kneeling in the snow, and after telling her to get up, she stepped on the thick snow and left.

Gu Wanli, Zhuang Mengdie's personal maidservant, was carefully selected by Zhuang Feiyu to secretly install in Zhuang Mengdie's mansion, and ordered her to be by Zhuang Mengdie's side, just to let her take care of and protect Zhuang Mengdie, so that she could not be relieved when she could not accompany Zhuang Mengdie, but she never thought about it, so she was able to escape.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhuang Mengdie's personal maid was his own person, perhaps he would have died in Zhuang Mengdie's hands at this moment......

Stepping on the thick snow and listening to the sound of rustling under his feet, Zhuang Feiyu only felt that his heart was in pain like a thousand cuts.

Two days ago, Gu Wanli, who had not returned to the palace for a long time, suddenly came to report to Zhuang Feiyu overnight, saying that Zhuang Mengdie wanted to poison him. Since putting Gu Wanli by Zhuang Mengdie's side, he asked Gu Wanli to protect Zhuang Mengdie and unconditionally obey Zhuang Mengdie's orders, as long as it is not a matter of Zhuang Mengdie's life and death, she doesn't have to come to report.

Zhuang Feiyu did this because he just wanted someone to protect Zhuang Mengdie at all times, not to let people spy on her. From the moment he sent Gu Wanli into Zhuang Mengdie's mansion, he told Gu Wanli that from now on, only Zhuang Mengdie would be her master.

And over the years, Gu Wanli has also faithfully obeyed all of Zhuang Mengdie's orders, but this time, Zhuang Mengdie wanted to poison Zhuang Feiyu, and she did not stand on Zhuang Mengdie's side.

When he heard that Gu Wanli came to report late at night, saying that Zhuang Mengdie asked her to go out of the palace to find poison and poison herself, Zhuang Feiyu was shocked. He knew that Zhuang Mengdie had a grudge against him after he missed the appointment in the plum garden that night.

It was he who broke the appointment first, even if Zhuang Mengdie hated him, even if he would not forgive him in this life, he had nothing to say, after all, he broke his promise and said that he would accompany her for the rest of his life, but after she ascended the throne as the emperor and married someone, he let go of his hand first.

But he couldn't believe that Zhuang Mengdie would want to take his life with his own hands. He didn't believe it, but he wasn't confident enough that Zhuang Mengdie's affection for him was true or false.

Between believing and not believing, Zhuang Feiyu finally chose to gamble. What he gave Gu Wanli was not any poison, and the so-called "Drunken Yellow Spring" was just made up by him.

He asked Gu Wanli to bring the "Drunken Yellow Spring" back to Zhuang Mengdie, telling her that this was a deadly poison found at a high price in the rivers and lakes, and once it was taken, there was no cure.

Zhuang Feiyu was gambling, betting that when she appeared in front of Zhuang Mengdie, she still couldn't kill him in the end, even if she hated him and couldn't forgive him, he still didn't believe that when she saw him about to drink the poison, she wouldn't regret it.

In this bet, Zhuang Feiyu still lost, and he lost completely. When he smelled the strange fragrance he gave to Gu Wanli in the wine, he knew that he had lost.

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