"Your Majesty, for the sake of the past affection with His Second Highness, spare the Second Highness's life?Second Highness is it true......" Xiao Gu knelt on the ground, still pleading with Zhuang Mengdie.

"Shut up! It's not your turn to talk about the emperor's affairs. Zhuang Mengdie coldly interrupted Xiao Gu's words.

Xiao Gu saw that Zhuang Mengdie was determined to kill Zhuang Feiyu, and tears were rolling in his eyes, and they could fall at any time. Even though Zhuang Mengdie had shut her up, she still refused to give up, and said again: "Your Majesty, think about it again, even if you don't believe in the sincerity of the Second Highness at the moment, but King Yun is even less worthy of your trust, except for the Second Highness at the moment, this is tantamount to cutting off your arm." ”

Zhuang Mengdie didn't stop Xiao Gu this time, but raised Xiao Gu's face with her hand, looking at Xiao Gu sweating on her forehead and tears rolling in her eyes, she said softly: "What about cutting off my arm, except for Zhuang Feiyu, I don't feel distressed, why are you anxious for me?"

Xiao Gu's tears swirling in his eyes finally fell, Zhuang Mengdie looked at the servant girl who had followed her for more than ten years, pulled her up, gently wiped the tears from her cheeks, and said lightly: "Gu Wanli, I have to get rid of Zhuang Feiyu, but it's just sooner or later." Rather than waiting for the day when he really turns against me, it is better to take advantage of the fact that he still has some affection for me now, and I am also good. ”

The tears on Gu Wanli's face were wiped away by Zhuang Mengdie, she stood in front of Zhuang Mengdie in a daze, her emotions were no longer as excited as before, and she no longer begged Zhuang Mengdie to take back her life, she knew that now, no matter how much she pleaded, Zhuang Mengdie was also determined to poison Zhuang Feiyu.

After a while, Gu Wanli lowered his head, tore the corner of his clothes and wrapped the wound on his hand at will, and asked in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, have you really decided to poison Your Highness?"

"Not bad. Zhuang Mengdie replied decisively, then turned around and fell on the soft collapse, "Gu Wanli, go and get the altar wine for me again, and then take the waist card out of the palace as soon as possible." ”

"Yes, the slave and maid are gone. Gu Wanli picked up the waist card thrown by Zhuang Mengdie on the ground, and bowed silently and retreated with a complicated expression.

Soon, Gu Wanli sent another jar of wine, this time it was no longer fruit wine, but the strongest wine in the palace. Seeing that Zhuang Mengdie didn't even use a wine cup, she picked up the wine jar and poured it into her mouth, her clothes were wet with wine, and she kept coughing after a few sips until her tears came out.

After all, Gu Wanli couldn't bear to see Zhuang Mengdie tossing himself like this, so he stepped forward and took Zhuang Mengdie's wine jar.

"Ahem......" Zhuang Mengdie coughed for a while, and finally stopped, the cold wine entered her throat, and a hot pain rose in her stomach, "Xiaogu, you say, I did this, is it too ruthless?"

Zhuang Mengdie asked softly, she called Gu Wanli Xiaogu the same as before, her face flushed with alcohol, whether she was asking Gu Wanli, or asking herself, even Zhuang Mengdie at this moment couldn't tell the difference.

Gu Wanli took the wine jar aside, and did not answer Zhuang Mengdie's words, she wanted to say that she Zhuang Mengdie was not only ruthless, but simply mad. But she can't say that, from the moment she came to Zhuang Mengdie's side, Zhuang Mengdie was her master, and she had to take care of her master.

"Your Majesty, your illness is not yet cured, drink less bars, and the slave and maid will definitely do what you command. Gu Wanli didn't answer Zhuang Mengdie's words, took a fur coat and carefully covered it for Zhuang Mengdie, who had already closed her eyes, and then left the dormitory.

The cold wind was howling outside the dormitory, and the palace lamp in the dormitory was spitting flames, like a sleeping Zhuang Mengdie, and one drop after another of crystal tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, she didn't open her eyes, nor did she wipe them away with her hands, just let the tears wet the pillow on the soft collapse.

Gu Wanli has always reassured Zhuang Mengdie, and two days later, an ordinary white porcelain bottle was sent to Zhuang Mengdie's hands by Gu Wanli.

"Your Majesty, this is a poison that is rare in the rivers and lakes, called Drunken Yellow Spring. It is most suitable to put it in wine, no matter how good the amount of alcohol is, people will pour a glass, it seems to be drunk and unconscious, but in fact, it is murder without blood, once drunk, there is no cure. Gu Wanli explained to Zhuang Mengdie in a low voice.

"Drunk Yellow Spring, drunk into Yellow Spring, this name is wonderful. Zhuang Mengdi chuckled and uncorked the white porcelain bottle, and a faint pleasant aroma of wine wafted from the white porcelain bottle, "I didn't expect this poison not only to have a nice name, but also to have such a fragrant smell, if it is added to the wine, with this aroma, people can't help but want to drink a cup." ”

After Zhuang Mengdie finished speaking, she turned around and walked to the table, took an invitation that had already been prepared and handed it to Gu Wanli, put away her suitable smile, and said: "Xiao Gu, you will send the invitation to the second highness's mansion, the emperor has made a lot of gains in the past two days, please invite the second emperor brother to enter the palace to drink two cups." ”

Gu Wanli took the invitation, bowed down and retreated outside the heavy bead curtain, then turned around and left quickly. Zhuang Mengdie looked at the bead curtain that was still shaking slightly, her fingertips rubbed back and forth on the white porcelain bottle, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile that no one could see.

At night, when the snow was falling, a fast horse galloped on the thick snow, and immediately the elegant and outstanding man sat straight in the cold wind, and the black hair and purple-black cloak on the back of his head flew in the wind and snow.

Her Majesty's bedroom was full of incense, and the faint ambergris was mixed with a little cold plum blossom fragrance.

Zhuang Mengdie's night banquet was extremely extravagant, she had never liked the noise, and she also invited a singer and dancer, seeing Zhuang Feiyu's arrival, Zhuang Mengdie personally greeted him, and pulled Zhuang Feiyu to sit next to him.

After watching the singing and dancing for a while, Zhuang Mengdie waved her hand to let all the singers and dancers retreat, and even the palace maids who were waiting for Gu Wanli were sent out by her.

The door of the palace was closed, and only Zhuang Mengdie and Zhuang Feiyu were left in the entire gorgeously arranged hall. The hall is full of plum blossoms in full bloom, and the number of them makes Zhuang Feiyu have to suspect that Zhuang Mengdie ordered people to fold all the plum blossoms in the plum garden.

"Second Emperor Brother, in the past, you folded plum blossoms for Dream Butterfly, and now, Dream Butterfly will give you the plum blossoms of the entire plum blossom, do you like it?" After the singing and dancing dissipated, the whole hall was quiet, Zhuang Mengdie and Zhuang Feiyu looked at each other in pairs, and no one spoke for a long time. After a long time, it was finally Zhuang Mengdie who took the lead in breaking the suffocating dullness of the room.

"Mengdie, it turns out that the second emperor brother did it for you, you still remember, even such a small thing as folding plum blossoms, you have never forgotten. Zhuang Feiyu's face was not half happy, and the snowflakes that fell on him all the way into the palace had already melted in this warm room, but Zhuang Feiyu's face was always colder than ice and snow.

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