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Chapter 19

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    After hearing this, Mengdie finally felt relieved and passed out.

    The boundless snow fell in the boundless, and she walked alone in the boundless, but she didn't know where she was going.

    "Dieer, Dieer" Suddenly someone called her, and she was overjoyed that it was her mother's voice.  Looking around, but there was no one, she shouted, "Mother! Mother! Where are you?"

    A figure gradually appeared in front of her, and she ran forward, only to see her mother in plain color, walking slowly in the wind and snow.  When he got closer, he saw his mother's face was pale and miserable, and there was an indescribable sadness in her brows.  She couldn't help being stunned, and suddenly felt a burst of heartache.  I only heard my mother muttering: "If you are infatuated, you will not live long if your love is deep."

    She asked in confusion and bewilderment: "Mother, what did you say?"

    The mother suddenly screamed: "Die'er, Die'er! Infatuation will not come to fruition, and love will not last!" As she spoke, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly it was like a beautiful red flower blooming in the snow.

    Mengdie was startled and woke up suddenly.

    There is only one lamp burning in the room, the wick has not been cut for a long time, and the fireworks are still on the verge of extinguishing, reflecting the light and dark of the soft gauze tent.  She was stunned for a while before she realized that this was in the Prince's Cheng'en Hall.

    The discomfort at the dinner party has dissipated at this time, but I still feel a little weak.  I don't know how long I slept, whether the dinner was over, or when Ling Zimo would come to pick her up.  Mengdie wanted to get up while thinking.

    At this moment, there was a faint sound of talking from the outer room. It seemed that someone was arguing, but the volume was deliberately lowered.  She immediately stopped her movements and listened attentively, but she couldn't hear clearly.

    Suddenly, a woman said loudly: "She is Zhuang Zhijian's daughter! Could it be that you have been sincerely moved?!" The voice was originally sweet and soft, but now it was especially sharp and harsh because of the raised voice line. Obviously, the words were anger  Under, blurted out.  The owner of this voice is none other than Rufei.

    Mengdie's heart skipped a beat, her throat itched for a while, she held back but couldn't hold back, and coughed out.  After coughing, I couldn't stop it, so I could only lie down beside the bed and cough violently.

    The sound from the outer room stopped.  Then there was a sound of footsteps from the outside to the inside, Ling Zimo walked in quickly, walked to the bed, immediately helped her up, patted her on the back, and asked in a soft voice: "When did you wake up? Feel better  Is it gone?"

    She managed to calm down her breath, and when she looked up, she saw Ling Zimo's face was livid, and there seemed to be two clusters of flames beating in his eyes, but his hands were gently helping her to cut her forehead hair, and she was watching her carefully.  It was obvious that Shicai's anger was in full swing, but at this time he tried his best to suppress it, so that the tone of this gentle question sounds a bit awkward.

    She pretended not to notice, and smiled slightly: "I slept a lot, and I feel much better."

    Ling Zimo was slightly relieved, and nodded slightly: "It's almost dawn, we'll go back home."

    "I've been asleep for so long?" Mengdie was surprised, and then remembered something, "You, haven't slept all night again?"

    Ling Zimo smiled faintly: "I am a martial arts practitioner, so this is nothing." He took a big coat and put it on for her.

    The two of them went out of the outer room, but they didn't see Concubine Ru, only Ling Ziran, standing in the hall with his hands behind his back, with a thoughtful expression.

    Naturally, Mengdie would not ask Concubine Ru's whereabouts, and was about to salute Ling Ziran, but he stopped her and said, "They are all from my own family, and they are unwell, so don't talk about so many etiquettes. Are you better now?"

    Mengdie smiled gratefully: "It's much better now. Fortunately, the prince and princess took me in, otherwise I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself tonight. It's just that I'm bothering you. Mengdie is really sorry. I can only thank you another day!"

    Seeing that her complexion had improved a lot, Ling Ziran was relieved and said with a smile, "There is no need to thank you. If I have free time someday, I can just listen to you play the piano again."

    When Ling Zimo heard this, he snorted coldly.

    Mengdie knew that today's troubles were all caused by playing the piano, Ling Zimo was naturally very displeased with this, so he squeezed his hand quietly, and said to Ling Ziran: "The prince has this kindness, Mengdie should accompany him."

    Chen Yuyin and Wu Peiqing had already returned first.  In the carriage, Mengdie leaned against Ling Zimo's arms, finally relaxed her heartstrings, and fell asleep again in a daze.  In the haze, I only felt that I was back in my own room.

    Ling Zimo put her on the bed, gently pulled the quilt over her, and covered her up.  Then he took off his coat, carefully got on the bed, and held her in his arms again.

    He knew that she was Zhuang Zhijian's daughter; he also knew that she was Zhuang Zhijian's pawn; but he knew even more that she was clearly thinking of him in every way, but she just didn't want to embarrass him, so she forcibly drank the cup of Baihua  He even knew that she had clearly heard the dispute between him and Concubine Ru, but she didn't ask a word.??.

    He was supposed to play an emotional game with her, treating her indifferently, making it impossible for all opponents to guess his intentions and his next move.  But as long as he holds her in his arms, he will feel inexplicable peace and joy. This feeling is so beautiful that he is greedy for it and cannot extricate himself.

    For the first time in his life, he wanted to have something so strongly - no, it was a person, a woman!

    "Zimo." Mengdie murmured with her eyes closed.  Since the two got acquainted, this was the first time she had called him by his name, but it seemed as natural as she had called him thousands of times.

    Ling Zimo only felt his heart tremble, and hummed.

    "Don't frown, I don't like"

    "Okay." Ling Zimo rubbed his cheek against Mengdie's hair, and said softly.

    After returning from the New Year's Eve banquet, Ling Zimo just took a nap on the bed and got up immediately.  During the Spring Festival, affairs of the DPRK and China were suspended, but he was still so busy that he didn't visit Xuyuan for a few days after that night.  Just because people came to the palace to pay New Year's greetings one after another, there was an endless stream of entertainment and banquets of various sizes.

    It stands to reason that if there are guests in the mansion, the princess should come out to receive them, but Ling Zimo resolutely locked Mengdie in Xuyuan, and even ordered Chuchun and Zihua not to let her out even the door, and she must have a good rest.

    Meng Die really felt that her physical strength was not enough, not to mention that Lin Xihan took care of everything in the palace, so she didn't need to worry about it at all, so she was happy to sneak in the house.

    ? On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, it was sunny.  The heavy snow from years ago finally began to melt.

    In the afternoon, the sun lazily shines in from the window, and the unmelted snow reflects the room brightly.  Mengdie leaned on the soft couch by the window, holding a book in her hand, basking in the warm sun, and soon fell asleep.

    The book in my hand was gradually lowered and lowered, and finally I couldn't hold it anymore. As soon as I let go, the book fell down.  She was startled suddenly, her mind immediately became clear, and she subconsciously went to fish for it. When she lowered her head, she saw that a big white and slender hand had already caught the falling book.

    Only one person said with a bit of doting: "Why are you sleeping by the window? What should I do if I catch a cold again?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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