Yang Jingyue finally opened her eyes, stood up from the chair, strode in front of Zhuang Mengdie, held her shoulders with both hands, stared at her indifferent eyes and said, at the end of his words, there was a hint of pleading in his tone.

"How are you? You don't know what I want. Avoiding Yang Jingyue's scorching gaze, Zhuang Mengdie stopped him from finishing his words.

After Li Qiushuang, the righteous daughter of Li Cheng, the righteous daughter of Li Cheng of the Shaking Light Kingdom, was called the queen of Tianxuan, Yang Jingyue really needed to choose a woman from the nobles of the previous dynasty of Tianxuan as the princess, which not only appeased the old ministers in the court, but also allowed the forces of the harem to suppress each other, so as to achieve a microsecond balance.

If Yang Chengyun is still there, he should feel extremely gratified, once the most reassuring to him, has been worried about how Yang Jingyue, who is mentally incompletely incomplete after not knowing what happened to him, how to survive in the world, if he can see it, Yang Jingyue will definitely feel very relieved and proud of him, he not only recovered his mind, but also became the king of Tianxuan, who shook the country, and the heart of an emperor was gradually revealed.

In addition to Yang Jingyue, who really can't let go of her feelings for herself, perhaps, she is also used as a pawn by this Tianxuan King.

Zhuang Mengdie sighed softly, even if she didn't let her let go of Zhuang Feiyu, she didn't want to get involved in any palace struggle.

Once, she was bent on gaining power, but after all, she had also sat on the throne of the Empress of Tianxuan Kingdom, she had already felt the supreme scenery, and the obsession she had had had completely let go.

On such a day, she is unwilling to experience it again, the life of intrigue in the palace is no longer suitable for her, she does not want to live in the harem, and lives a life that requires constant prevention and calculation, and racking her brains day and night.

Perhaps, if it weren't for the quiet and ordinary life of Zhuang Feiyu now, if she hadn't experienced the ease and happiness of this ordinary life, those undercurrents of deep palace life might not be nothing to her, but now, how can she still accept that kind of life after experiencing all this? It's like after experiencing the feeling of a hangover, she can no longer quit drinking, even if she was coughing and suffering from illness at that time, she couldn't quit.

Once, she was busy scheming this and that, and she was happy to do it for the sake of power, but it was only because she had never tasted the happiness of this ordinary life now, and now this kind of freedom and happiness was free, not to mention, in addition to these now, there was also the warmth and tenderness that made her have to fall into it.

Now she finally understands that the glory and wealth that everyone in the palace yearns for, and the position of power that everyone chases, is like a gorgeous cage, and the people in the deep palace are like birds in this gorgeous cage, and the birds in the cage are used to the wealth in the cage, but occasionally they will envy the birds that only fly in the sky, but even if they are envious, they will feel that there is nothing wrong with this gorgeous cage.

Until one day, the gorgeous cage was broken, the bird lost that beauty and wealth, it had to spread its wings like other birds, when it really spread its wings and fly high, only to find that the original vast sky is so beautiful, it turns out, compared to the incomparably gorgeous cage and the beautiful and rich life, it has more and better choices, the world is so big, that it has not seen too much beauty before. Lewen

And once it has experienced those good things, its state of mind has completely changed, and its previous occasional envy has become a kind of attachment that goes deep into the bone marrow, and even if there is a new, gorgeous, extravagant cage life, it can no longer accept it.

Yang Jingyue really doesn't understand her, not only because he doesn't understand her heart, she has lived in a Zhuang Feiyu a long, long time ago, and she can't tolerate anything else, but also because she doesn't understand, she is already tired of the so-called imperial power and wealth.

Today's Zhuang Mengdie knows very well that under such circumstances, once the matter between her and Zhuang Feiyu is known, it will set off a bloody storm, so she is more wholeheartedly immersed in every moment of getting along with Zhuang Feiyu, and cherishes this seemingly stolen countdown time.

For this reason, she no longer has, and is not willing to pay her heart and soul for anyone else, anything, to waste her precious time with Zhuang Feiyu.

What glory and wealth, what country, what peace and security, everything in this world, compared with Zhuang Feiyu, is just illusory in Zhuang Mengdie's heart, not worth mentioning. Although the beautiful life of Hezhuang Feiyu is like a flower in the water and the moon in the mirror, so what? Isn't the wealth of Huangquan also as illusory and fleeting as a mirage?

Seeing Yang Jingyue's injured expression, she didn't say a word for a long time, the coldness on Zhuang Mengdie's face finally slowly faded, but the expression on her face was still indifferent, she blessed Yang Jingyue slightly, no, to be precise, she should have given a salute to King Tianxuan, her words were light, and she rejected his proposal clearly and unambiguously.

"Mengdie, even if you really have no intention of me, we are just like the beginning, you will be my nominal princess, okay? As long as you are in the palace, I can see you often, I will be satisfied. Seeing that Zhuang Mengdie refused and turned around to leave the secret room, Yang Jingyue begged again.

Now as the king of Tianxuan, he can be said to be powerful, but for the sake of the woman he likes, he is willing to be humble. Perhaps from this point of view, he is not like his biological father Jun Hesong, but more like Yang Chengyun who is his own.

Just like at the beginning, what was the beginning? Zhuang Mengdie naturally couldn't be clearer, but it was just as nominal as when he was her king, thinking of the previous incident, Zhuang Mengdie's heart throbbed, if it wasn't for Yang Chengyun's pressure, how could she agree to that marriage? That marriage, no matter how she said, she broke Zhuang Feiyu's heart.

She had been honest with Yang Jingyue before, her marriage with him was just entrusted by Yang Chengyun to take what they needed from each other, there is no doubt that Yang Jingyue is clear, but even so, he is still retreating, only hoping that Zhuang Mengdie can stay in the palace and let him see her when he thinks about her.

With Zhuang Mengdie's intelligence and reason, she naturally knew that the reason why Yang Jingyue wanted her to stay in the palace was because of his inseparable affection for her, and secondly, because he wanted to protect her, the queen of the dead country, and he wanted to shelter her under his wing.