Zhuang Mengdie only felt bored in her heart, and after a few more sips of wine, she fell on the soft collapse, closed her eyes and forced herself not to think about it, but when she closed her eyes, the scene of Zhuang Feiyu falling into the cliff in Yufeng Mountain appeared in front of her eyes...... and, when she finally found Zhuang Feiyu at the bottom of the gloomy mountain cliff, she saw the bones all over the place...... There were many of those bones that she couldn't tell which creatures they were, but some of them were clearly human......

If it weren't for himself, why would Zhuang Feiyu have to go through this? If it weren't for himself, why would Zhuang Feiyu have designed to poison his mother and frame his siblings? If it weren't for himself, when Zhuang Feiyu saw Lin Yuanxiao, who was also his master and father, why would he obviously want to step forward, but he had to avoid it because of guilt. Perhaps, because of himself, Zhuang Feiyu framed Zhuang Fuyao, and Lin Yuanxiao would never forgive him in his life.

The more Zhuang Mengdie thought about it, the more bored she felt, and she turned it over and over several times, and all that appeared in front of her was Zhuang Feiyu's appearance covered in blood at the bottom of the Yufeng Mountain cliff, and her heart hurt like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart.

The wind and snow outside the window were still there, the windowsill was not closed, the cold wind mixed with some snowflakes blew on the soft collapse not far from the slipway, Zhuang Mengdie could not sleep, thinking that it would be dawn in two hours, fortunately, he got up and put on the cloak again and walked out of the room.

Second Emperor Brother, if you had known that everything went according to my wishes, and that it would eventually become what it is now, would you regret saving me from the ice lake in the first place, and helping me plan everything for the camp step by step?

Second Emperor Brother, if you really go back to the year when you were eight years old and everything can start all over again, will you not be close to the current Dream Butterfly again?

Second Emperor Brother......

Second Emperor Brother......

Zhuang Mengdie's heart was in turmoil, her thoughts were overturned, and she wandered around aimlessly in the snowy night. When she stopped, she suddenly found that she was already standing in front of Zhuang Feiyu's door at the moment.

Zhuang Feiyu's room was pitch black, maybe the second emperor brother had already fallen asleep. An eight-year-old child, innocent, even if he had just made a noise today, he should have disappeared now, and he would have drunk most of the jar of liquor like himself, but he still couldn't sleep.

Zhuang Mengdie smiled self-deprecatingly, now that she cares about Zhuang Feiyu, she can't say it to him anymore. Now he is full of his third emperor sister, since that person is herself, but at this moment, she has no place in Zhuang Feiyu's heart.

What's the use of thinking about this now? What's the use of coming to the door of Zhuang Feiyu's room? Can she still come uninvited like she did before? Can she still call him the second emperor brother affectionately? Can she still tell him how worried and scared she was in the days when he didn't wake up? Or tell him that she would definitely find the god that the palace people said would heal him?

No, she can't. Now she is full of sorrow, but no one can talk to her, and no one can be attached to her. Because there will never be the second emperor brother Zhuang Feiyu who takes good care of her.

Zhuang Mengdie sighed lightly and shook her head, wanting to drive away all those messy thoughts. After all, it is useless to think about this now, it is better to sleep well, wait for tomorrow to dawn, and then order someone to inquire about the news of the divine doctor, in addition, now that Zhuang Feiyu is awake, she can't help but think about how the two of them should get out of this Tianxuan Capital City in the future. Scale Literature

No matter what, today's Tianxuan is no longer the original Tianxuan, outsiders don't know her true identity, those she and Zhuang Feiyu are Tianxuan's only remaining royal bloodline, such an identity, even if she is safe at the moment, it is difficult to guarantee that nothing will happen in the future. They wanted to spend the rest of their lives in peace, and now Tianxuan was no longer suitable.

Just as Zhuang Mengdie was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly heard a faint whimper from Zhuang Feiyu's room, Zhuang Mengdie was stunned and immediately stopped. In that faint whimper, there was an intermittent murmuring sound from time to time, as if calling "Father".

Zhuang Mengde hurriedly stepped forward, directly used internal force to shake open the latch behind the door, and strode in.

The room was dark, Zhuang Mengdie lit a palace lamp casually, and saw Zhuang Feiyu, who was still sitting on the bed crying just now, immediately wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and then quickly got into the quilt and covered the whole person.

Zhuang Mengdie felt funny when she saw the tall Zhuang Feiyu making such a childish action, and saw Zhuang Feiyu secretly crying at night, she couldn't help but feel pity, and she was no longer angry that Zhuang Feiyu said that she was old and ugly when she was in the dining room, she walked to Zhuang Feiyu's bedside, patted the bulging quilt gently, and asked in a soft tone: "You haven't slept yet, why are you crying?"

The bulging place in the middle of the quilt was moved inside, Zhuang Feiyu did not answer Zhuang Mengdie's question, afraid that Zhuang Mengdie would forcibly lift the quilt, press the quilt tightly, and refuse to show her head from the quilt.

Zhuang Mengdie saw Zhuang Feiyu like this, shook her head slightly, and smiled helplessly. Zhuang Mengdie didn't take Zhuang Feiyu's stubborn temperament, if he didn't want to probe out, it would be useless for her to call it, so he simply took off the cloak with snowflakes and took off his shoes to bed.

"Are you afraid of the dark, or do you have a nightmare?" Zhuang Mengdie patted the bulging quilt gently, thinking that she had vaguely heard Zhuang Feiyu crying and calling "Father" just now, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and asked softly.

In the past, she only knew that she had no father since she was a child, and at that time, she was only immersed in her own sadness, but she didn't realize that Zhuang Feiyu lost her father when she was a teenager, and she would be as sad and sad as her.

It's just that Zhuang Feiyu didn't show his sadness, for fear that it would make Zhuang Mengdie more depressed due to the influence of his emotions. Her second emperor brother is always like this, silently endured everything, in order to be her strong backing, he never showed any vulnerability in front of her.

"I'm not afraid of the dark!I'm not crying!" As soon as Zhuang Mengdie's words fell, Zhuang Feiyu immediately lifted the quilt angrily, even if he had been caught by Zhuang Mengdie on the spot by secretly crying just now, Zhuang Feiyu still couldn't lose in momentum.

But when Zhuang Feiyu lifted the quilt angrily, and what was met by Zhuang Mengdie's sly smile, Zhuang Feiyu realized that Zhuang Mengdie said so on purpose, and he fell for Zhuang Mengdie!

Zhuang Feiyu glared at Zhuang Mengdie, who had succeeded in the conspiracy, and immediately pulled the quilt again, wanting to hide back in the quilt again, after all, Zhuang Mengdie's crystal clear eyes seemed to have a power that could see him through, so Zhuang Feiyu couldn't help but feel a little weak, and at this moment he just wanted to hide again as soon as possible.