Zhuang Mengdie could only comfort herself in her heart, at least she couldn't see Zhuang Feiyu, but fortunately, in the days when she didn't know what would happen in the future, this familiar mansion could still support herself.

But then, Zhuang Mengdie felt that her gratitude at the moment was a little ridiculous, although the holy decree did not expose the secret of her and Zhuang Feiyu to others, but even a small eunuch who announced the decree could be so blatantly ridiculed, it can be seen that many people in the palace have learned what is the mystery behind her and Zhuang Feiyu's separate recuperation.

Judging from the fact that Yang Jingyue, who is now in a sound mind, can manage Tianxuan in an orderly manner, if he has the heart to protect her and Zhuang Feiyu, why would he make things like this?

He said how important she Zhuang Mengdie was in his Yang Jingyue's heart, but after all, it was just that. After Zhuang Mengdie thanked him, he raised his hands and respectfully accepted the holy decree.

"Third Highness, this waiting in the courtyard is the palace maid, guard and imperial doctor given to you by King Tianxuan, Your Royal Highness has something to order, you just follow the will of King Tianxuan to recuperate in the palace, the slave will not bother much, and you have to lead the Second Highness back to the palace to resume your life." After the eunuch who announced the decree handed over the decree to Zhuang Mengdie's hand, he bowed to Zhuang Mengdie in vain, and his words were still indescribably presumptuous.

Zhuang Mengdie took the holy decree and got up, glanced coldly at the eunuch who announced the decree, and sneered with disdain. This eunuch must be busy with Li Qiushuang or Zhuang Fuyao now, but today he just heard some rumors, so he sneered at her who still had the name of the Third Highness, and it was too blind.

Even though she Zhuang Mengdie is now grounded in this palace, her title as the third highness has not been stripped away, let alone sent to the dungeon. No matter what, she was also the princess candidate of King Tianxuan not long ago, and with her status as the third highness, she was also the blood relative of Yang Chengyun, King Tianxuan's adoptive father, who was very respected, and her relationship with Yang Jingyue was definitely not something that could be easily cut off.

Maybe one day, Yang Jingyue will remember her old love and restore her status, which is not an impossible thing. This arrogant eunuch never thought about how she would rectify him if she Zhuang Mengdie waited for the day?

Born in the palace since she was a child, Zhuang Mengdie has long been accustomed to seeing many slaves, those slaves who worship high and low, and think that they can leave and right the source, has she seen less? A little eunuch who proclaimed the decree dared to be powerful in front of her Zhuang Mengdie, Zhuang Mengdie really felt funny.

However, the thought of having to see such a short-sighted villain in general, Zhuang Mengdie felt even more funny, wanting to deal with this kind of wall grass, where can she do anything, once she gains power, those minions who dare to belittle her will naturally be frightened, kneeling in front of her like a dog without dignity, begging her to let them live.

The eunuch naturally couldn't understand the deep meaning of Zhuang Mengdie's sneer, and at this moment, he would not waste his time on a third highness who had lost his position and was grounded.

He put away his arrogance, quickly put on a flattering face, grovelled in front of Zhuang Feiyu, and asked softly with a flattering smile: "Second Highness, do you see if you have anything else that you need to bring?" The slave will order someone to clean it up for you, and please return to the palace with the slave as soon as possible, but don't let King Tianxuan wait for a long time. ”

Zhuang Mengdie had explained to Zhuang Feiyu in a few words that the palace was now regent by his uncle King Yun, and Yang Jingyue was the only son of King Yun, even if Zhuang Yimo named him king, there was nothing wrong with it, but Zhuang Feiyu didn't understand, why would it be King Tianxuan?

But for this matter, if you don't understand, you don't understand, and Zhuang Feiyu didn't think about it and investigate it, because at this moment, he was all about Zhuang Mengdie's body.

He looked at the eunuch with a flattering smile on his face a little uncertainly, and then looked at Zhuang Mengdie, as if he was waiting for Zhuang Mengdie to speak.

When she looked at Zhuang Feiyu, Zhuang Mengdie still smiled softly, she didn't say anything, but nodded slightly at Zhuang Feiyu, signaling Zhuang Feiyu to do what the eunuch did, and pack up and enter the palace with him as soon as possible.

Understanding Zhuang Mengdie's signal, Zhuang Feiyu frowned the sword eyebrows that were just right in dissatisfaction, and slammed the eunuch who was waiting beside him, walked quickly to Zhuang Mengdie's side, took Zhuang Mengdie's hand and muttered: "Feiyu doesn't understand what the holy decree means, I don't want to enter the palace with them, I just want to go anywhere here, I can't bear you, Sister Die, after entering the palace, I won't see you for a long time......"

Seeing Zhuang Feiyu's reluctant face, gently shaking his hand and coquettishly, Zhuang Mengdie looked at him dotingly, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and soothed: "Feiyu, haven't you always missed your Third Emperor Sister? Don't you want to go back to the palace to see your third sister's gift, and then prepare well and surprise her? ”

Knowing Zhuang Feiyu's weakness, so Zhuang Mengdie repeatedly mentioned that little Zhuang Mengdie, under Zhuang Mengdie's coaxing, Zhuang Feiyu's expression finally loosened a little, but the reluctance in his eyes was still tightly attached to Zhuang Mengdie.

Zhuang Feiyu's eyes made Zhuang Mengdie's heart sour, she wanted to hug Zhuang Feiyu tightly, let him stay, and let him not leave her. But her reason told her that she couldn't do this, she could risk her own life, but not Zhuang Feiyu's life.

Pursing her lips vigorously, Zhuang Mengdie let go of Zhuang Feiyu's hand and gently pushed Zhuang Feiyu, "Feiyu is good, go, Brother Jingyue is still waiting for you in the palace." ”

Zhuang Feiyu hesitated to take a few steps, and every time he took a step, he turned his head back, his extremely attached eyes were locked tightly on Zhuang Mengdie's body, and the scene of such a farewell made Gu Wanli, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but redden.

Zhuang Mengdie was sweet in her heart, her eyes were as clear as crystal, and she looked at Zhuang Feiyu who turned back three times in one step, and showed a beautiful smile at him.

This shallow smile is peerless, as if everything around it has lost its color.

looked at Zhuang Feiyu without blinking, the man who looked back frequently for her and was reluctant to give up, has been deeply engraved into her heart, in this life, she Zhuang Mengdie will not forget this scene.

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