Zhuang Mengdie was startled, but soon, a palm with a familiar body temperature had already landed on her shoulder. Zhuang Mengdie's tense spirit just now immediately relaxed, she didn't have to look back, she knew who that warm hand belonged to.

Except for Zhuang Feiyu, who would visit her mansion in the middle of the night and wait for her in her bedroom?

Zhuang Mengdie took off the cold indifference brought back from King Yun's mansion on her face, replaced it with a smiling face, and when she turned around, she saw Zhuang Feiyu staring at her, as if she wanted to see through her inner thoughts at the moment.

Zhuang Feiyu's sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, I don't know if it was because she was unhappy after waiting for a long time to see Zhuang Mengdie's return, or because she was unhappy when she heard from the mouth of her subordinates that she was invited to King Yun's mansion for a banquet, or because of the wine smell on her body that had not yet dissipated at the moment?

"The sword wound on the shoulder of the second emperor brother is not lightly injured, it is not good to recuperate in his own mansion, why did he come to Mengdie's side so late?" Seeing the displeasure on Zhuang Feiyu's face, Zhuang Mengdie pulled down the hand he was still resting on her shoulder, walked to the desk not far from the windowsill, and asked with a chuckle as she walked.

"If I don't come, how do I know that you have drunk so much wine again? Mengdie, you are not in good health, and the doctors say that you should not drink, but you just don't listen. Smelling the aroma of wine emanating from Zhuang Mengdie's body, as well as the wine stains spilled from the wine cup poured on the desk, Zhuang Feiyu looked at Zhuang Mengdie with reproachful eyes, but she could touch her resentful eyes, and felt that she had said it, Zhuang Mengdie's weak body was all because of falling into the water when she was young, which was a deep wound in her heart.

"Mengdie, you ......" Zhuang Feiyu said and took the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Zhuang Mengdie, and handed it to her.

"Second Emperor Brother, Mengdie thinks that the Second Emperor Brother knows me best, you also know that I am a good wine, and I can't feel comfortable without wine for a day, if others persuade me to drink less, you can also dissuade me, Mengdie's affairs, the Second Emperor Brother will take care of it in the future. ”

Without giving Zhuang Feiyu a chance to finish the next words, Zhuang Mengdie's face suddenly turned cold, and the two of them who asked Zhuang Feiyu with a smile just now Why did they come, waved their sleeves and brushed away the tea cup handed over by Zhuang Feiyu, the tea splashed Zhuang Feiyu's body, Zhuang Mengdie complained in an indifferent and resentful tone.

Zhuang Feiyu was silent, put the tea cup in his hand back on the desk, and turned sideways to the side to wipe the tea stains on his robe with his hand. At this moment, Zhuang Mengdie changed her indifferent face again, took out a brocade handkerchief from her arms, walked to Zhuang Feiyu's side, and wiped the tea-soaked places on his robe for him, while whispering: "If the second emperor brother really likes Mengdie, don't let Mengdie can't do this, that can't be done, if Mengdie changes, and those singers and maids in the Second Emperor's Brother's Mansion obey the Second Emperor's brother, what is the difference between Mengdie and them?"

Zhuang Feiyu has never been the kind of person who is snuggly and green, he knows that Zhuang Mengdie is just angry with her when he says this, but seeing Zhuang Mengdie's complaining expression, and the eyes she cast like water, he is distressed by such a Zhuang Mengdie, where will he care about what she said.

As long as the object is Zhuang Mengdie, no matter what she says, no matter what she says, Zhuang Feiyu, who can speak well, will only be defeated, he shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly and pulled Zhuang Mengdie's hand to wipe his robe for him, and said softly: "The second emperor brother will no longer blame Mengdie, as long as Mengdie likes it, you can do whatever you want, and the second emperor brother will depend on you for everything." "Celestials

What Zhuang Mengdie wanted was Zhuang Feiyu's words, and when she heard Zhuang Feiyu say this, she suddenly smiled, smiled and gently pushed Zhuang Feiyu's chest, and said, "I know that the second emperor brother loves Mengdie the most." ”

Zhuang Mengdie, whether she is angry or happy, her smile is infinitely charming and charming in Zhuang Feiyu's eyes, Zhuang Feiyu is stunned, but with Zhuang Mengdie's outstretched hand, the aroma of wine is stronger, that is Zhuang Mengdie's hand trembling and scattered on the back of his hand when he was in Yunwang's mansion, and he didn't have time to wash his hands when he returned to his mansion.

Zhuang Feiyu was still worried about Zhuang Mengdie's body, sighed lightly, grabbed Zhuang Mengdie's shoulder, and tried to explain again: "It's just that you hurt your body by drinking so indiscriminately, and I want to persuade you to drink less and take care of your body." Now although the mother emperor has passed away, Zhuang Fuyao has also fled the imperial city on the charge of poisoning and killing his mother, but the overall situation is not decided, you have always been weak, and you have no martial arts, I am also worried about you to say these words, you ......"

"Second Emperor Brother. Zhuang Mengdie snorted and interrupted Zhuang Feiyu's nagging, "Mengdie knows that you are for my good, but my ears are calloused when I hear these words." ”

Zhuang Mengdie said and turned around and walked to the inner room, maybe Zhuang Mengdie was really tired after playing with Yang Jingyue for a long time in King Yun's Mansion, or she drank too much wine, and the wine came up a little confused, and she turned around and walked to the inner room The moment she turned around and walked to the inner room, she was a little unsteady and staggered.

Zhuang Feiyu's eyes were quick and immediately grabbed Zhuang Mengdie's hand and helped her to stand firmly. But at the moment when he grabbed Zhuang Mengdie's arm, he saw Zhuang Mengdie frowning painfully, Zhuang Feiyu was naturally clear about his strength, even if such a simple action came suddenly, it would not hurt Zhuang Mengdie.

He immediately lifted Zhuang Mengdie's sleeve and saw the scar on Zhuang Mengdie's arm that was accidentally cut by Yang Jingyue with scissors, although Zhuang Mengdie had been drugged before returning to the room, but the injury at the moment was still very conspicuous.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Feiyu looked at the injury on Zhuang Mengdie's arm and asked distressedly. Although the wound is not deep and can be healed in a few days, Zhuang Feiyu looked at it and felt uncomfortable, how could the person he carefully cared for let her be injured and not know?

Thinking that when he went to Zhuang Mengdie's mansion to look for her, the people in the mansion said that Zhuang Mengdie was invited to the Yunwang Mansion for a banquet, Zhuang Feiyu didn't wait for Zhuang Mengdie's answer, and asked in an unkind tone: "Was it injured in the Yunwang Mansion?

Zhuang Feiyu's handsome face turned against the candlelight, revealing a chilling coldness. Whoever dares to hurt Zhuang Mengdie, he will definitely not let him feel better, even if he is the regent in power, he is not afraid, even if he can't do anything to him at the moment, he will avenge this revenge sooner or later.

"It was in King Yun's Mansion, Yang Jingyue pulled me to put the paper kite, and was accidentally scratched by the scissors in his hand. Zhuang Mengdie said lightly, took advantage of the situation to pull Zhuang Feiyu's hand away, and pulled down the sleeve to cover the injury on his arm.

Without waiting for Zhuang Feiyu to ask anything more, Zhuang Mengdie told Zhuang Feiyu about her promise to be the empress of Tianxuan Kingdom and the fact that she wanted to crown Yang Jingyue as the king.