Zhuang Mengdie poured a full glass of wine for herself, tilted her neck and poured it in, she looked deeply, and when her eyes opened again, she had already changed her smiling face, her eyes looked in the direction of Yang Jingyue, and said unhurriedly: "Jingyue is like this, if it is entrusted to others, my uncle will definitely not be at ease, Jingyue's brother and Mengdie are the most compatible when they were young, if Mengdie gets the help of her uncle and ascends the throne as the empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, then Jingyue is the king of Tianxuan Kingdom, and no one will dare to despise him." ”

Hearing Zhuang Mengdie's promise, a smile immediately appeared on King Yun's serious face, and seeing that his goal had been achieved, he poured himself a glass of wine with satisfaction. After drinking a glass of wine, although he had a smile on his face, there was no smile in his sharp eyes, he grabbed Zhuang Mengdie tightly with his eyes, and lowered his voice and said: "Die'er, you have to remember what you just said, if it is ......"

What if? If Zhuang Mengdie didn't do what she promised......

However, King Yun's threat came to an abrupt end, and the two people sitting opposite each other at this time could not understand it in their hearts, and there was no need to put the threat on the surface, destroying the good atmosphere of drinking under the moon.

"Fluttershy, look, I've mended the paper kite, come with me to put it down. Yang Jingyue's shout broke the suppressed silence between King Yun and Zhuang Mengdie.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jingyue had already run to Zhuang Mengdie's side with a paper kite in one hand and scissors in the other, he happily put the paper kite in Zhuang Mengdie's arms, and then pulled her to run out.

Although Zhuang Mengdie had a good amount of wine, she had just drunk a round alone in her mansion, and when she came to Yunwang's mansion, she drank a lot, she was already slightly drunk, and she was pulled up by Yang Jingyue like this, and she was a little unstable for a while, and the whole person poured on him according to Yang Jingyue's strength.

Although Yang Jingyue is a child, he is an adult, his strength to pull Zhuang Mengdie is really unbearable for Zhuang Mengdie, who is weak and weak, seeing that Zhuang Mengdie is about to fall down with a light cough, Yang Jingyue can't care about the falling paper kite, and hurriedly helps Zhuang Mengdie with both hands, but he forgot that he still has a pair of scissors in one hand.

In the exclamation of several maidservants, the scissors in Yang Jingyue's hand scratched Zhuang Mengdie's wound, although the wound was not very deep, but blood immediately oozed out.

Zhuang Mengdie is weak, and the people in her house are waiting carefully on weekdays, for fear of bumping her into it, since she fell into the water that year, she has suffered any skin trauma, and now her arm hurts, so she immediately sank her face and pushed Yang Jingyue with all her might.

Although Yang Jingyue is tall and big, he was all about helping Zhuang Mengdie, and he never thought that she would suddenly be in trouble, so he was pushed back and staggered a few steps.

Being pushed means that she is not welcomed, and she obviously wants to share the joy of releasing paper kites with Fluttershy, but she is not happy and pushes herself away. Yang Jingyue was immediately aggrieved and tears fell.

A few handmaidens were still nervous about Zhuang Mengdie's injuries just now, after all, it was the Third Highness, and they were injured in front of their slaves and maids, it was theirs. But now that they saw Yang Jingyue shed tears, where could they still take care of Zhuang Mengdie, and they all gathered around Yang Jingyue to appease and please him in a good voice.

Although Zhuang Mengdie is weak and pretending to be pitiful to have superb acting skills, but in fact, her temper is very big, she covered her injured arm, with a displeased face, but when she noticed that King Yun's eyes kept falling on her, she endured the pain in her arm and the displeasure in her heart, put on a smiling face, leaned over to pick up the paper kite that fell on the place, walked to Yang Jingyue's side, and said to Yang Jingyue, who was still in tears: "Brother Jingyue, let's go and put the paper kite, okay?"

Yang Jingyue saw Zhuang Mengdie looking at her expectantly, and asked her to take her to put the paper kite, and immediately burst into tears, wiped the eyes on her face with her sleeve, and said with a smile: "Fluttershy, come with me." ”

After Yang Jingyue finished speaking, she took the paper kite in Zhuang Mengdie's hand and pulled her all the way out of the garden. Seeing this, King Yun ordered several maidservants to remove the banquet in the pavilion and followed the two to the garden.

Zhuang Mengdie was pulled by Yang Jingyue, first put the paper kite, then played chess, and watched the epiphany bloom, watching the epiphany bloom to wither in just a short moment, Zhuang Mengdie thought of her own situation, and couldn't help but feel complicated.

Until the third watch, Yang Jingyue finally saw that Zhuang Mengdie's physical strength was a little exhausted, and she looked tired, and proposed to let Zhuang Mengdie rest in King Yun's mansion.

But how could Zhuang Mengdie stay in King Yun's mansion? After comforting Yang Jingyue with good words, Zhuang Mengdie ordered the maid who served Yang Jingyue to take him back to rest, and he reluctantly cheered up to bid farewell to King Yun, King Yun saw Zhuang Mengdie playing with Yang Jingyue for a while, and he was really tired and his face was not very good-looking, he told Zhuang Mengdie to take care of her body and rest well, and after a few polite words such as resting, he ordered someone to prepare a carriage to send Zhuang Mengdie back to her mansion.

Zhuang Mengdie agreed in a good voice, and got into the carriage under the eyes of King Yun, as soon as the curtain of the carriage fell, Zhuang Mengdie immediately put away the smile on her face, her face was only cold at the moment, and there was only indifference and disgust in her eyes that had always been tender like water.

"Is King Yun embarrassed?" Xiao Gu was locked in the side hall alone, and waited anxiously for a long time before finally waiting for Her Royal Highness, although Zhuang Mengdie had already covered the injury on her arm with her sleeve, but the sharp-eyed Xiao Gu still saw that something was wrong with her when she helped Zhuang Mengdie get into the carriage. Seeing Zhuang Mengdie's expression at this time, she was angry and worried and whispered in a worried voice.

Zhuang Mengdie ignored Xiao Gu's question, she leaned into the carriage and closed her eyes, Xiao Gu saw Zhuang Mengdie like this, and stopped talking with interest, just silently guarded.

Zhuang Mengdie was indeed tired, and not far from the carriage leaving King Yun's mansion, Zhuang Mengdie fell asleep in a daze in the sound of the wheels rolling.

When she returned to her mansion, Zhuang Mengdie had already taken a nap for a while, and when she entered the mansion, Zhuang Mengdie directly sent Xiaogu back to rest, and she herself casually rubbed some trauma medicine on the wound on her arm and went back to the room.

Although the marriage contract with Yang Jingyue was a last resort, he couldn't escape, even if he escaped King Yun's banquet tonight, he would come to King Yun tomorrow. As long as Yang Chengyun is still the regent of Tianxuan Kingdom one day, she Zhuang Mengdie will not be able to escape the marriage contract with Yang Jingyue.

Zhuang Mengdie coughed lightly twice, entered the bedroom and turned around and closed the door, and at the moment when the door was closed, a tall shadow under the lamp shrouded her.

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