When he stared at it again, Zhuang Feiyu was stunned at first, and then suddenly trembled, immediately jumped out of the carriage, strode over, and grabbed the person who was standing still.

"What are you doing here?" Zhuang Feiyu asked in a cold voice.

But the moment his hand touched Zhuang Mengdie's body, the indifference on Zhuang Feiyu's face immediately turned into surprise, and he found that Zhuang Mengdie was wearing only a single coat, and his whole body was frozen like ice, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting in this cold wind.

Zhuang Feiyu hurriedly draped the cloak on Zhuang Mengdie's body, and angrily roared at the closed gate of the palace: "Someone!"

The gate of the Zhulan of the palace was hurriedly opened, and several subordinates rushed out in a panic, and Zhuang Feiyu angrily shouted at several subordinates: "Who gave you the courage! Dare to shut out the door of the Third Highness! If you are afraid of a long life, Your Highness will fulfill you!"

In my impression, the elegant and gentle Second Highness had never been so angry, and several subordinates immediately knelt on the ground in fright, and desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Second Highness is angry! The minions have a few dares and dare not shut the Third Highness out of the door! Because no one has been knocking on the door, the minions don't know that there is someone outside the door, and they really don't know that the Third Highness has arrived, please let the Second Highness be clear!"

Zhuang Feiyu saw that they were very aggrieved and panicked, but it didn't seem like he was deliberately pushing the committee. Feeling that the hands held in his palms were completely frozen, and seeing that Zhuang Mengdie was still trembling, Zhuang Feiyu immediately became even more angry.

He yelled at Zhuang Mengdie almost frantically: "Zhuang Mengdie, what tricks do you want to play?! Thin clothes and don't knock on the door, if I don't come back tonight, are you going to freeze to death here?!"

Zhuang Mengdie's cold upper and lower teeth trembled, and the warm cloak that Zhuang Feiyu put on her made her come back to her senses a little, and when she saw clearly that the person in front of her was the second emperor brother she missed a lot, she instinctively nestled into his arms to absorb warmth. Zhuang Feiyu froze for a moment, and then hugged Zhuang Mengdie tightly.

Zhuang Feiyu couldn't describe his anger after feeling Zhuang Mengdie's low body temperature, but as long as he thought of the scene of Zhuang Mengdie silently guarding outside the palace gate tonight if he didn't come back tonight or came back too early, his whole heart was out of control.

The chill through his clothes made Zhuang Feiyu tremble slightly, and he immediately ordered someone to prepare hot water, boil ginger soup, and hurriedly hugged Zhuang Mengdie into the palace.

Suddenly, a faint voice choked up: "Dead ......"

"What, who died?" Zhuang Feiyu subconsciously asked Zhuang Mengdie.

"The golden koi you gave me...... Dead ......"

Zhuang Feiyu's footsteps stopped, he suddenly pushed Zhuang Mengdie away, and said to Zhuang Mengdie gloomily: "I didn't give you a golden koi!"

Zhuang Mengdie, who was denied, grabbed Zhuang Feiyu's arm without knowing where he got the strength, and almost sobbed in a pleading tone: "Please...... Even if it's just for a moment, don't deny that past, okay? I don't have anything left...... Nothing left......"

The sad and sad begging voice only made Zhuang Feiyu even more angry, he shook off Zhuang Mengdie's hand, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You can first distinguish who you are begging for!"

After that, Zhuang Feiyu strode into the gate of the palace without looking back, and coldly ordered: "Close the door!"

"Lord Wang?"

The subordinates looked at each other, looked at the three highnesses who were standing in front of the door crying, and then looked at their masters, and did not dare to act rashly for a while.

"Your Highness told you to close the door!

Zhuang Feiyu roared angrily, and several subordinates didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and hurriedly closed the door. The heavy sound of the door closing isolated Zhuang Mengdie's crying outside the door, Zhuang Feiyu stood at this end of the door, the hands under the sleeves of his clothes clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to turn around and leave without looking back.

"Your Highness...... The Third Highness stayed outside the door like that, in case something happened......" The butler who followed Zhuang Feiyu whispered to Zhuang Feiyu.

"You don't have to worry about it!" Zhuang Feiyu said coldly.

"Yes, yes, it's the slave who talks too much. was so coldly reprimanded by Zhuang Feiyu that the housekeeper was so frightened that he admitted his mistake again and again, and he didn't dare to say a word again.

Zhuang Feiyu's heart was impetuous, and the cry that he couldn't hear anymore seemed to be still hovering in his ears, which made him feel like numbness.

Zhuang Mengdie, is she really okay with only a nightgown? Although my cloak is not thin, can it really withstand the cold wind? She won't stand motionless in front of the door again, will she? Isn't she crazy to dress like that and wait in front of the door! What the hell does she want?!

There was no reason to flash the sadness and despair on Zhuang Mengdie's face before closing the door, Zhuang Feiyu stopped inexplicably, and the fists that he had finally let go of gradually tightened again.

"Damn!" After a resentful low curse, Zhuang Feiyu immediately turned around and turned back.

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamations at the door, "What are you doing!", "Someone!", "Put down the Third Highness!", "Go and call someone!...... Immediately afterward, chaos ensued outside the door.

Zhuang Feiyu instinctively had an ominous premonition, and immediately ran over, only to see a carriage rushing away, but Zhuang Mengdie in front of the door was nowhere to be found.

"Second Highness! A group of unknown people kidnapped the Third Highness!" The panicked subordinates saw Zhuang Feiyu rushing to report it.

Zhuang Feiyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately chased out like crazy: "Dream Butterfly! Dream Butterfly ......"

Zhuang Mengdie in the carriage moved faintly because of this call, but the rich sweet fragrance between her nose made her fall into darkness again.

The galloping carriage took Zhuang Mengdie away, and the secret guard who had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time finally acted, and Zhuang Feiyu at this moment did not know that it was Yang Jingyue, the king of Tianxuan, who took Zhuang Mengdie.

Yang Jingyue didn't expect that even if Zhuang Feiyu had regained his consciousness and made his position clear, Zhuang Mengdie would still have no hesitation.

......

When Zhuang Mengdie woke up, the first thing she smelled was a faint fragrance. She slowly opened her eyes, the incense burner at the bedside was rising and curling smoke, the cloak of Zhuang Feiyu that she was wearing was long gone, and the chill in her whole body had long since been driven away in the warm quilt.

Zhuang Mengdie sat up ignorantly and looked around. Strange quiet little home, simple and elegant, never to be.

Just wondering why he was here, a somewhat familiar young man's voice came: "Third Highness, are you awake?"

Zhuang Mengdie followed the prestige, and saw Shi Yuanzhou holding a scroll, sitting not far away, smiling at her.

"Where is this?" Zhuang Mengdie saw Shi Yuanzhou, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and asked.

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