Zhuang Mengdie didn't dare to take the slightest risk, even if she dared to gamble everything, she didn't dare to gamble with Zhuang Feiyu, just like Li Li, who was still waiting outside the gate of the imperial study at the moment, didn't dare to gamble with the lives of her relatives no matter what.

"Mengdie, there is less than a month to go, will you give me time?" Yang Jingyue asked a little weakly.

The important ministers of the court, everyone wants to send the school-age women of their family to the palace, and even the younger sister Fuyao, who played together when she was young, I don't know why, also invited herself into the palace concubine.

In his own harem, Yang Jingyue didn't know how many of his concubines could really serve him in the future, and how many of them approached him with some purpose, he only knew that in addition to being unwilling to accept his wishes, Zhuang Mengdie was unwilling to even help him.

Sure enough, Zhuang Mengdie slowly knelt down in front of Yang Jingyue, and said stubbornly: "If King Tianxuan insists on refusing to take back his fate, then three days later, King Tianxuan will see the corpses of the three highnesses of the previous dynasty." Presumably, at that time, there will still be a palace to help with the funeral, so King Tianxuan might as well use this as an excuse to delay the marriage and see the situation that is not yet clear. ”

Seeing Zhuang Mengdie kneeling in front of him so resolutely for the first time, Yang Jingyue's heart hurt so much that he couldn't think about Zhuang Mengdie's next words......

Zhuang Mengdie hung her head slightly, kneeling on the ground, this is the first time since Zhuang Yimoxue that she knelt down to a person so solemnly, she said this, not to play on the spot, to win Yang Jingyue's pity, but, she really held the decisive heart of death.

If you can't protect yourself and Zhuang Feiyu at the same time, then exchange your death for Zhuang Feiyu's safety and smoothness.

Zhuang Mengdie didn't dare to imagine that if she hadn't promised Zhuang Fuyao, how Zhuang Fuyao, who had already seen the secret between her and Zhuang Feiyu, would deal with her. How Zhuang Fuyao dealt with herself, Zhuang Mengdie was not afraid, what she was afraid of was that Zhuang Fuyao would deal with Zhuang Feiyu.

Today's Zhuang Feiyu is just an innocent big child, how can she let him face those darkness and cruelty, she can't, she resolutely can't! Even if maybe Zhuang Fuyao is just talking, and he won't really move Zhuang Feiyu, but Zhuang Mengdie still doesn't dare to take any risk.

"Zhuang Mengdie! What are you doing! Do you want me to kneel in front of you, and let me beg you to help me, so that you are willing to help me?! You know that it is impossible for me to watch you die, why do you have to force you to die?! At most, it will be a month, and you will be silent for a month, what can you do!" Her heart was dripping blood, but Yang Jingyue was angry, and the person she cared about the most on the other side was forced to die, and Yang Jingyue was so angry that she roared loudly.

In the face of Yang Jingyue's rare loss of control, Zhuang Mengdie didn't say a word, she straightened her waist like that, knelt there with her head slightly down, no matter how Yang Jingyue pulled, she couldn't pull her up.

These are nothing to her Zhuang Mengdie, she can't answer Yang Jingyue's question, because he will never know how important Zhuang Feiyu is in her heart.

The crimson sun gradually sank into the intersection of heaven and earth, and the night fell quietly, and the dew wet the palace, and the door of the imperial study was still tightly closed.

Li Li was anxious to go back and forth in front of the door of the imperial study, like an ant on a hot pot, although he was old, his ears were still not weak, and he could faintly hear the sound of dispute coming from the inner hall.

He didn't dare to let people approach, nor did he dare to let people enter, let alone let people bring food in. After all, Yang Jingyue had instructed him not to allow anyone to approach.

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to the atrium, and then hidden in the thick clouds, the sky and the earth are gray.

Li Li didn't know how long he had been waiting, but he only knew that when the door of the imperial study finally opened, it was already like a world away.

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When Zhuang Mengdie, who was physically and mentally exhausted, rode back to the palace, it was already Yinshi, and it should be dawn again in another hour.

Zhuang Mengdie, who had been in a stalemate with Yang Jingyue for several hours in the imperial study, finally let go of the hard breath in his heart when he saw Gu Wanli wandering in front of the gate of the palace with a lantern from a distance, and was so tired that even the strength to get off the horse disappeared.

Gu Wanli, who had been wandering restlessly in front of the gate of the palace all night, was so excited that he couldn't even hold the lantern in his hand the moment he heard the sound of horses' hooves. In the eyes of others, Gu Wanli is just an ordinary maidservant, few people will know that she is good at kung fu, and she has never trembled with a sword, but now she can't hold a light lantern.

Gu Wanli hurriedly rushed forward to support Zhuang Mengdie, who was tired and shaking off the horse, she knew what Zhuang Mengdie hurriedly entered the palace today, in order not to worry Zhuang Mengdie, she pretended to send her away from the back door easily, and in fact, from the moment Zhuang Mengdie stepped out of the back door of the palace, her heart has been up and down, and finally passed, after Zhuang Feiyu finally couldn't stay up and fell asleep, she has been wandering anxiously in front of the gate of the palace, and she has not seen Zhuang Mengdie's figure for a long time, she is afraid that what she will see in the end is not Zhuang Mengdie, but the bad news brought by the eunuch in the palace。

Now that she saw Zhuang Mengdie return safely, even though she was tired, Gu Wanli's heart still couldn't stop being ecstatic, and her heart that had been hanging high for a day was finally let go.

"Master, are you back, have you eaten? The slave and maid are still hot in the dining room, do you eat first or bathe and change clothes first?" Supporting the exhausted Zhuang Mengdie, Gu Wanli's heart was distressed, presumably, Zhuang Mengdie was still hungry in the palace for a day.

"The slave maid will help the master back to the room first, make you a cup of hot tea, you see you want to drink ......" Since seeing Zhuang Mengdie, Gu Wanli has been chattering non-stop, Zhuang Mengdie knows that Gu Wanli must have been worried about her for a day, and couldn't help but smile at her, but that smile was extremely weak because she was too tired.

"I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes, and I'm going to eat, so let's go back and rest first, I'm tired all day. Zhuang Mengdie said lightly.

"The slave will help you back to the room, so I can't wait for you to come back, but the slave and maid are worried. Gu Wanli said while supporting Zhuang Mengdie.

Looking at Gu Wanli's worried face, Zhuang Mengdie felt a little sorry for this maid who had followed her for many years, obviously Gu Wanli was the same age as her, but he took care of her very thoughtfully and considerately like an elder, and she, except for letting her live a worried life, couldn't give her anything.

"Aren't you on your way back to your room at this moment? You're tired from a day, so come and dine with me later." Feeling that the atmosphere was a little dignified, Zhuang Mengdie said with a faint smile.

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