"Mengdie, what's wrong with you? Get up first. Zhuang Feiyu saw that Zhuang Mengdie's face was very ugly, knowing that she was uncomfortable after running this section, he wanted to pick her up, but Zhuang Mengdie pushed him away with all his might.

"What does the second emperor brother still care about me? Even the second emperor brother who said that he would always accompany me hates me now, I ......" Zhuang Mengdie cried so much that she could barely stand up and continue walking.

But even if she tried her best to push Zhuang Feiyu, her strength was nothing to Zhuang Feiyu, Zhuang Feiyu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her, while using her palm against her back heart to convey internal force to her, while interrupting Zhuang Mengdie's words and comforting: "Mengdie, don't cry, it's the second emperor brother who is not good, the second emperor brother will apologize to you, you can do whatever you want the second emperor brother." ”

Zhuang Mengdie's face was much better, and the sour colic in her heart slowly disappeared, and under the soft voice of Zhuang Feiyu, she finally stopped crying, but the tears in her eyes still couldn't be controlled, and she slid down her cheeks silently.

Feeling that Zhuang Mengdie's disordered aura gradually calmed down, Zhuang Feiyu withdrew his internal strength, carefully wiped the tears on Zhuang Mengdie's face with his fingertips, and said softly: "Don't cry, you will be the empress of the Xuan Kingdom soon, how can you cry again." ”

"The second emperor brother made fun of Mengdie again, even if Mengdie became the empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, she was also the second emperor's brother's dream butterfly. The second emperor brother said that he would always accompany Mengdie. The tears on Zhuang Mengdie's face had not yet dried, and she smiled lightly at Zhuang Feiyu.

This shallow smile formed a sharp contrast with the tears on his face, which left a deep imprint on Zhuang Feiyu's heart.

"It's not too early, the second emperor brother will carry you back, come." Zhuang Feiyu said and leaned down and carried Zhuang Mengdie on his back.

The colorful glow in the sky is incomparably gorgeous, and the last afterglow of the sunset stretches the backs of the two of them very long, Zhuang Feiyu carries Zhuang Mengdie on his back, and walks slowly along the direction of the imperial city.

"Second Emperor Brother, will you really stay with me all the time and never leave?" On Zhuang Feiyu's warm and generous back, Zhuang Mengdie wrapped her hands around Zhuang Feiyu's neck, leaned into his ear, and asked softly.

Although Zhuang Feiyu promised to always accompany her, she still wanted to hear Zhuang Feiyu say it again, and it seemed that only by confirming it again and again could she settle down.

The warm breath brushed in his ears, Zhuang Feiyu turned his head sideways, looked at Zhuang Mengdie's gaze, and said seriously: "Yes, as long as Mengdie needs the second emperor brother, the second emperor brother will always be by Mengdie's side and will not go anywhere." ”

Zhuang Mengdie asked again and again, and Zhuang Feiyu took the trouble to answer again and again. Until Zhuang Mengdie lay on Zhuang Feiyu's back and never spoke again.

"Mengdie, the second emperor's heart for you has never changed, whatever you want, the second emperor brother will help you. The second emperor brother is just afraid, afraid that if you become the empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, there will be no need for the second emperor brother to shelter you under his wings, the second emperor brother is afraid, and he can't catch you anymore......"

In the afterglow of the sunset, Zhuang Feiyu was walking with Zhuang Mengdie on his back, muttering to himself, he didn't know if he was talking to himself or Zhuang Mengdie, and he didn't know if Zhuang Mengdie was asleep on his back.

As he walked, he felt a slight wetness in the clothes on his back, and he knew that they were Zhuang Mengdie's tears......

Empress Zhuang's funeral has been completed, and with Lin Yuanxiao's previous words, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces have tacitly never mentioned Zhuang Fuyao again. Empress Zhuang was only in her early forties when she died, but she only left two daughters and one son, according to the practice of Tianxuan women inheriting the throne, there is no doubt that Zhuang Mengdie will become the next empress.

King Yun was worried that once Zhuang Mengdie became emperor, it would be difficult to control it, and he was afraid that she would regret her marriage contract with Yang Jingyue. In order to avoid too many dreams at night, King Yun used the excuse that the country could not be without a king for a day, and as soon as the mourning period of the empress of the Xuan Kingdom passed the day before yesterday, he was busy announcing that the new emperor would ascend the throne and crown the king together.

The overall situation has been decided, Zhuang Mengdie is not interested in such tedious things as running ceremonies, from choosing auspicious days of the zodiac to arranging the wedding room, etc., all of which are thrown to King Yun.

During the period when the entire imperial city was busy preparing for the upcoming grand ceremony of the Tianxuan Kingdom, Zhuang Feiyu never left his mansion except for going to court every day.

After Zhuang Mengdie moved into the palace, he never went to see her again, although he knew that Zhuang Mengdie might want to share with him the joy of becoming the empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, but when he thought of the day she ascended the throne, it was when she married someone else, his heart was unbearable.

Although he had already foreseen such an outcome, when the facts were in front of him, and the days were approaching, all he could do was to go back to his house and lock himself in the room to get drunk.

Only wine can give him a short period of relief, and at this time, he finally understood why Zhuang Mengdie knew that his physical condition was not suitable for drinking, but he still couldn't help but get drunk in his house again and again.

Wine is indeed a good thing, it can give people a short period of relief, but when you wake up, nothing changes.

Even, the pain after waking up is not less than before, if you don't experience the shortness of drunkenness, you can also appreciate how long and tormenting it is when you are sober......

When the first snow is ushered in in winter, it is the auspicious day when Zhuang Mengdie ascends the throne and becomes the emperor.

On that day, the snow was falling, and the plum blossoms in the plum garden were in full bloom. Zhuang Mengdie led the Manchu Dynasty to the temple to worship the ancestors, pray, canonize, and spend the whole morning in a series of dull and lengthy red tape.

By the time Zhuang Mengdie ascended the throne, it was already afternoon.

Zhuang Mengdie, dressed in imperial uniforms, stood on a high place to accept the worship of 10,000 people, she looked at the courtiers who were respectfully kneeling to her, and the depression in her heart over the years finally dissipated. The corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she raised her hand to let everyone flatten, graceful and glamorous under the backdrop of this incomparably luxurious imperial dress, with a majesty that people dare not look at directly.

Her Majesty the new Empress ascended the throne, the officials dispersed, and the busy celebrant palace people also rushed to prepare for Her Majesty's wedding banquet tonight.

Zhuang Feiyu has been watching Zhuang Mengdie's every move intently since the enthronement ceremony, from the moment he decided to help her seize the throne of Tianxuan Kingdom, he has imagined countless times what kind of scene Zhuang Mengdie was like when he was called the empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, and now, he really saw it with his own eyes.

To a large extent, he personally gave the country of Tianxuan to Zhuang Mengdie, just to be able to exchange for her smile.

And her smile at the moment, he also saw that that smile was more beautiful and moving than ever, and more majestic than an emperor should have.

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