"Shi Zi continued?" Zhuang Feiyu was stunned when he heard this.

After Shi Zixu came, Mengdie became like this? Mengdie and Shi Zixu have never had a deep relationship, why did Shi Zixu come to visit Mengdie for no reason? What did he do to Mengdie?

Shi Zixu has always been Yang Chengyun's confidant, but now that Yang Jingyue is the powerful King of Tianxuan, Yang Jingyue's affection for Mengdie does not seem to be fake, but why did Zixu suddenly appear here at this time? Or should I say, whose instruction......

No matter what, Yang Jingyue will not be able to kill Shi Zixu to secretly attack Mengdie.

But among the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, who can make the prime minister obey his orders and dare to attack a highness who has not yet been robbed of his name, except for Yang Jingyue?

Thinking that Yang Jingyue had insisted on making Zhuang Mengdie the princess before, Zhuang Feiyu trembled slightly, like a cold water on his body, he was physically and mentally cold, and his heart was inexplicably flustered.

Zhuang Feiyu subconsciously hugged Zhuang Mengdie into his arms, if it was really him who instructed Shi Zixu, then Mengdie's grievance was hopeless in this life......

After thinking about it, Zhuang Feiyu immediately picked up Zhuang Mengdie, and walked out of the prison without saying anything.

"Second Highness! I can't help it! I can't help it......"

"There's nothing to do, even if you report it, just say that the Second Highness took the Third Highness away. Zhuang Feiyu's cold eyes were horizontal, and the jailer hurriedly retreated, Zhuang Feiyu did not stay for a moment, and went straight out of the prison.

Walking out of the prison, the dazzling sunlight outside made Zhuang Mengdie, who had lived in the dark for a long time, uncomfortably close her eyes, the warm sunlight shone on her cold body, Zhuang Mengdie, who had been looking painful, her expression was obviously soothed, and a happy smile immersed in tranquility swelled up on her face.

Zhuang Feiyu looked at this illusory and ethereal smile, and his chest was inexplicably suffocated. Without saying a word, he held Zhuang Mengdie and rode his horse in the direction of his palace.

Zhuang Feiyu originally wanted to bring Zhuang Mengdie back to her own palace, but there had been no one living there for a long time, and even the subordinates had already been dismissed. Returning to Tianxuan again, Zhuang Mengdie has always lived in Zhuang Feiyu's mansion, so Zhuang Feiyu took Zhuang Mengdie back there and ordered someone to inform Gu Wanli.

Perhaps it was the cold wind that galloped into the damp clothes, Zhuang Mengdie subconsciously leaned into Zhuang Feiyu's arms and quietly hugged his waist.

It was just a seemingly unintentional small action, but it made Zhuang Feiyu's heart throb. It was as if it was the first time she was so close to Zhuang Mengdie, so close that she could feel her heartbeat longing for his warmth.

So, Zhuang Feiyu instinctively tightened Zhuang Mengdie into his arms a little, and he couldn't hear any sound in his ears anymore, only two completely different heartbeats could be heard, slowly, slowly overlapping together, and then agitating together at the same frequency.

Dream Butterfly ......

Zhuang Feiyu took Zhuang Mengdie out of the prison and brought it back to his palace, Gu Wanli, who rushed to hear the news, was surprised and happy when he saw the two masters, but seeing Zhuang Feiyu's face solemn, and Zhuang Mengdie's eyes were stunned at the moment, Gu Wanli faintly felt a trace of unease.

"Immediately call the Imperial Physician secretly, don't make a noise, and don't alarm others. It is strictly forbidden for the subordinates in the palace to leak the information of the Third Highness, and there will be no forgiveness for violators!" Zhuang Feiyu said to Gu Wanli in a low voice.

"Yes!" Gu Wanli immediately received the order, it was not difficult to ask Zhuang Feiyu to ask for a secret edict to the imperial doctor, after all, when Zhuang Yimo was still the empress of Tianxuan, there was a imperial doctor who was Zhuang Feiyu's henchman. Now those imperial doctors are still used in the palace, and since Zhuang Feiyu has recovered his senses, it is not difficult to secretly edict a imperial doctor.

Gu Wanli didn't dare to slack off, and immediately followed Zhuang Feiyu to send Zhuang Mengdie back to the bedroom, and hurriedly went to the imperial doctor after the placement. Zhuang Feiyu gently put Zhuang Mengdie down on the bed, Zhuang Mengdie was completely quiet, her face was calm, her eyes seemed to be on Zhuang Feiyu, and she didn't seem to have it, just silently, like a soulless puppet.

"Dream Butterfly?"

Zhuang Feiyu called softly, but the wooden eyes did not rise half because of this.

Zhuang Feiyu held Zhuang Mengdie's hands tightly, and his heart was like a knife.

Is this a causal cycle? Before, she was leaning on the bed in such a daze, and the dream butterfly at that time was as sour as she was at the moment? Is the self in her eyes at that time as heart-wrenching as the dream butterfly at this moment?

Slowly slipping on the side of the bed, Zhuang Feiyu leaned down weakly, and gently pillowed on the back of Zhuang Mengdie's hand, with a trace of grief in his eyes.

Zhuang Feiyu murmured sadly in a trembling voice: "Mengdie, why didn't you persevere? You are obviously tougher than weeds, no matter what kind of adversity, why did you fall here? You said that I was not allowed to leave you and let you go alone, but why don't you wait for me now? You are like this, how should I go in the future?"

Zhuang Mengdie still didn't move, and did not respond to Zhuang Feiyu's true confession of feelings. The smart eyes that had always been as clear as crystal, but at this moment, they lost all their aura as if covering a dark cloud.

Zhuang Feiyu slowly raised his head, looked at Zhuang Mengdie's eyes that still couldn't reflect any scene, and smiled bitterly, "You really lost your mind......"

The last temptation still failed.

Zhuang Feiyu still couldn't believe that Zhuang Mengdie was really crazy in his heart, he had a moment of hope that Zhuang Mengdie was tricked, hoping to see her face of shame and shame when her disguise was exposed, and then laughed and mocked a few words, and then turned his face with Zhuang Mengdie again, and returned to the dark of the palace full of calculations.

It's still about seeing such a puppet who can't cry or laugh.

Zhuang Feiyu couldn't tell whether he wanted to cry or laugh, he gently picked up Zhuang Mengdie's face and forced Zhuang Mengdie's eyes to reflect his figure.

"Even if we had the same beginning, we wouldn't have the same result again. I'm not you, I can't face an illusory you, and I won't have half superfluous emotions for you like this, and this result is not what you want, is it?"

Zhuang Feiyu whispered, hugged Zhuang Mengdie into his arms again, and closed his eyes painfully, "Mengdie, if you understand, you will be fine, now you will only make me angry, do you think I will forgive you for the way you are now?" I won't." I wouldn't be like you did with that ignorant eight-year-old kid...... Did you hear what I said?!"

Zhuang Mengdie's situation today may be the same as Zhuang Feiyu's day, or it may be completely different. But he is different from Zhuang Mengdie, Zhuang Feiyu knows that he is far inferior to Zhuang Mengdie in this regard, because Zhuang Mengdie can face a lifeless him, face a naïve and mentally retarded him, and even indulge in that non-existent illusion.

But Zhuang Feiyu can't!

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