Now that King Yun has revealed his true colors, if she, the weak empress, falls into his hands, there will never be any good end. Although King Yun will not take her life, she has always been frail and sickly, which is known to the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, if King Yun imprisons her, saying that she contracted a cold on the wedding night, and is sick in bed and cannot go to the court, with the prestige of King Yun, it is absolutely convincing. Anyway, she was covered in snow and pale from the cold, and it was obvious to all that she returned to the dormitory.

What's more, she had just married King Yun's only son, Yang Jingyue, who would have thought that she had been persecuted by King Yun? If anyone could think of it, it must be Zhuang Feiyu, but she should have really hurt Zhuang Feiyu's heart this time, and he might let her go from now on and never care about her again.

Zhuang Mengdie coughed while running out of the dormitory, shouting "Xiaogu" in her mouth to shouting in a panic, "Someone-".

Even if King Yun is the regent, even if it is Wang Jun's father, the ruler of Tianxuan Kingdom, there is absolutely no reason to appear in Her Majesty's dormitory late at night, and if he trespasses, it is a felony.

King Ke Yun took a few big strides to Zhuang Mengdie's side, grabbed her like a prey that was powerless to resist, and threw her onto the dragon bed covered with a big red quilt.

"It's not too late to call people at this moment, those henchmen of yours have already been replaced by me when you went to the secret meeting with Zhuang Feiyu, and now they are all my people inside and outside the palace. Don't you think it's ironic that you missed the best time, but you can't wait for the person you are waiting for?" King Yun looked at Zhuang Mengdie, who was thrown onto the dragon bed, and after snorting in pain, he looked at him with a cold look and sneered.

"King Yun's ambition, even if I didn't leave the palace tonight, you still have the means, and my departure is just to give you an opportunity to take advantage of, so that you can save a lot of trouble. Although Zhuang Mengdie was weak on the outside, her heart was not as fragile as her appearance, she slowly sat up, coughed several times, and said indifferently.

"Mengdie, you are smarter than I thought, but what about that, do you really think you can beat me?" King Yun looked at Zhuang Mengdie's cold gaze, a trace of interest flashed on his face, Zhuang Mengdie has always shown weakness, and her touching appearance is very lovable, but now she has become a fish on the knife, about to be slaughtered, but there is no panic and fear in her crystal eyes, but instead of cold, hateful, at this moment she is like a beast that has fallen into a trap, but is still unruly.

This kind of her is more interesting to King Yun than the little pity who wept at every turn in the past, and the more unruly she is, the more she can arouse his desire to conquer.

He wanted to see her cry from the bottom of her heart, begging for mercy, just as he wanted to see the entire Tianxuan Kingdom surrender to his feet.

"Uncle thought you were weak and sickly and couldn't stand the fright, it seems that my uncle was too worried. "Uncle" was originally a title used to pretend to get closer to each other, and it was particularly sarcastic to say it at this moment, King Yun happily looked at Zhuang Mengdie with a look of disgust and disgust because he heard the word "uncle", and turned around and took a whip from nowhere.

King Yun took the whip and compared it to his palm, and then suddenly flung it into the air, and a sound of breaking the air tore the air with a cold air, and the candle that was burning quietly not far away was immediately extinguished.

"What are you going to do?!" Zhuang Mengdie pretended to be calm and asked sharply.

However, it was a whip that answered her, and King Yun didn't say anything, and with a wave of his hand, the long whip fell on Zhuang Mengdie's body. delicacies

Although Zhuang Mengdie was not favored by Empress Zhuang, she had never suffered like this, she screamed in pain, and at that moment, her body instinctively curled up and kept retreating.

Then she suddenly came back to her senses, and got up from the bed and was about to run regardless of it, but before she could escape from the wide dragon bed that could accommodate more than a dozen people, King Yun's hand rose and fell, and the whip hit Zhuang Mengdie's calf again.

Zhuang Mengdie was in pain and had to kneel on the dragon bed, she used her hand to cover the place where her calf was whipped by the whip, but the palm of her hand touched wet blood.

Seeing Zhuang Mengdie glaring at him angrily, but there was an indescribable sickness on her delicate and pale face, the two formed a sharp contrast, which made King Yun feel even more interesting, his smile suddenly brought a bit of viciousness, and the long whip in his hand was raised high again, and then fell on Zhuang Mengdie's body mercilessly.

The more Zhuang Mengdie dodged, the more the whip in King Yun's hand whipped harder, and the whip whipped on Zhuang Mengdie's body one by one, her clothes had been torn by the whip, and her fair and smooth skin was covered with bloody whip marks one after another.

Zhuang Mengdie bit her lip and let out a muffled snort in her cough, she stubbornly didn't let herself scream, and she didn't let herself leave a single tear.

"You are stubborn, it seems that the pear blossoms and rain that cry on weekdays, Chu Chu's pitiful appearance, this king can't see it today. King Yun withdrew the whip, his palm gently stroked the blood-stained whip, and the smile on his face became even more weird, "You haven't answered this king yet, do you want the position of the empress of this Tianxuan Kingdom, or do you want Zhuang Feiyu's life." ”

"Hehe......" Zhuang Mengdie suddenly let out a sneer, raised her eyes to look at King Yun, and said coldly: "Since you already know that I waited for Zhuang Feiyu in the plum garden all night, he never appeared, what does his life and death have to do with me!"

Although King Yun is in power, even if Zhuang Mengdie suddenly dies, it will not be his turn to be the emperor of Tianxuan Kingdom, for King Yun, letting her live as a puppet emperor is his best choice, and it is also a plan he has calculated from the beginning.

Zhuang Mengdie knows this very well at the moment, so the more she wants to protect Zhuang Feiyu, the more she has to break off the relationship with him, she has to buy time for him, and she must not let him fall into the hands of King Yun.

It was not until this moment that Zhuang Mengdie completely understood that King Yun's power was far greater than she imagined, and he was able to withdraw the people she brought in this deep palace in a short period of time, and imprisoned her, Her Majesty, in the dormitory without anyone taking him down, which shows that before Empress Zhuang was still alive, his hand had reached out to this palace.

Such a king of Yun, if he is bent on dealing with Zhuang Feiyu, how can Zhuang Feiyu confront him head-on.

Thinking of Zhuang Feiyu, Zhuang Mengdie's heart ached, the second emperor brother who said that he would always accompany her made her wait for more than two hours in the biting wind and snow, but she didn't wait for him. If he had gone to the appointment and he was there, how could she end up like this?