The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 128 This son did it on purpose

Restaurant, second floor.

Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes and leaned against the window, a small wooden window, gusts of cool wind came, but she didn't realize it.

This restaurant is no more luxurious than Zuixianlou, in the past she didn't want to come here, but unexpectedly, the place Fu Xian wanted her to come with him was actually here.

Of course, there was another important reason for Ye Feiwan's reluctance to come here - this place was only one street away from the Qu Mansion, and she didn't like Qu Yan, so she didn't even want to get close to the Qu Family.

"Okay, have you watched it for so long, haven't you seen enough?" A lazy voice came from behind.

Ye Feiwan still maintained the posture of leaning against the window, tilting his head slightly, and Fu Xian was leaning casually on the soft bed next to the wine table, twirling a wine glass in his hand, holding it in front of his eyes and looking at it casually.

The surrounding wooden chairs are all dark, only he is dressed in scarlet clothes, flaunting his righteousness, bright but not feminine at all, his eyebrows are slightly drawn, and his eyes are squinted, as if there is a phoenix flower circulating in it.

A monstrous figure.

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't say a word, but looked away slowly, and looked out of the window again, watching the group of people and horses slowly passing by downstairs, watching... the man on the tall horse in front of the sedan chair, and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Fu Xian was left out in the cold, but he wasn't annoyed, he just chuckled, and slowly got up, while his robes were fluttering, he had already walked to the window, leaning lazily by her side, following her eyes and looking out.

"Tut tsk tsk..." Looking at him, he kept shaking his head and lightly tsk, "It's a big battle for the noble concubine to return to the palace!"

"The empress is in decline, and the noble concubine is the favorite, isn't it a big battle?" Ye Feiwan looked at the sedan chair and spoke calmly.

"So plain?" Fu Xian turned his head and looked at her strangely, "It is rumored that the daughter of the Ye family is jealous and used to being domineering in the capital, and her methods are even more vicious. Why is she so calm today?"

"Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. There are so many things about three people becoming tigers. Mr. Fuxian has eyes, but they are not for breathing." Ye Feiwan should be calm.

Even though she was really domineering and jealous in the past, she is not vicious at all. Over the years, the Ye family has helped a lot of people, and under the influence of her ears and eyes, she will not vent her anger on the people.

"Smart teeth." Fu Xian snorted softly, but his tone was much calmer, "How does it feel to see someone outside my family go to see off the girl?"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Feiwan finally withdrew his gaze from the window and turned to look at him.

"Look at what?" Fu Xian raised his eyebrows.

"He went to see off the other girl, isn't it fair for me and other men to gather alone in the restaurant room?" After saying that, she squinted at the distance between Fu Xian and her, and even smelled the faint scent of his body , frowned slightly, and took half a step back.

Fu Xian was startled at first when he heard the words, but then suddenly frowned: "Ye Feiwan, you slandered me as your concubine!"

"I didn't say that." Seeing his ugly face, Ye Feiwan smiled involuntarily.

Instead, Fu Xian squinted her eyes and looked at her inquiringly. Her brows and eyes could only be regarded as pretty, but when she smiled just now, she was really a little...inexplicably gorgeous.

"What are you looking at!" Fu Xian's gaze was too serious, Ye Feiwan felt uncomfortable and gave him a glare.

"Look at No-Salt Girl," Fu Xian snorted softly, looking away as if nothing had happened, after all, he felt a little uncomfortable. It can be seen that Ye Feiwan's cautious gaze, not feeling annoyed in his heart, looked at the long line downstairs, and said deliberately, "It's really like welcoming a kiss!"

Ye Feiwan paused, and also looked out the window.

Indeed.

The bride, Qu Yan, sat in the sedan chair, and the groom, Feng Qing, rode a horse in front of the sedan chair, surrounded by a procession of welcoming relatives.If at this moment... Qu Yan's sedan chair is not light-colored, and Feng Qing is not in white clothes, it will be more similar.

but……

"It doesn't look like it at all," she murmured.

"Not like?" Fu Xian raised his eyebrows, "You are jealous."

"Jealous..." Ye Feiwan chuckled and turned to look at him, "You have never been married, but I have been. How could the groom look back at the bride so tenderly?"

Fu Xian turned her head: "Aren't you stupid, the groom doesn't look at the bride so tenderly, who is he looking at?"

Ye Feiwan froze.

That's right, if the groom doesn't treat the bride so tenderly, who else can he look at?

But... when she got married, in her previous life, Feng Qing paid a cold visit to the hall, and then disappeared without a trace;

Feng Qing...has never looked at her tenderly.

"Could it be that Feng Qing has never been gentle to you?" Fu Xian suddenly moved closer to her, gloating.

Ye Feiwan was startled by her sudden approach, moved back a few minutes, rolled his eyes and exaggeratedly smiled: "I have money and status, so be gentle..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Her gaze, beyond Fu Xian who was leaning against the window and looking at her sideways, fell on the street outside the window.

The white-robed man on the tall horse seemed to be alert, turned his head slightly, and was about to look here.

Her heart tightened suddenly, and she wanted to hide to the side. She stood there without thinking about Fu Xian, stepped on his shoe, staggered, and in a panic, she grabbed the clothes in front of Fu Xian with the wrong hand. collar.

"Si—" There was a small voice.

Ye Feiwan stabilized her figure, but... the clothes in front of Fu Xian were also pulled away by her, and the snow-white undershirt was scattered, revealing a little of her clean chest...

She froze, and Fu Xian seemed to be froze too...

for a long time.

"Ye, Fei, Wan!" Fu Xian paused, gnashing his teeth, calling her name.

Ye Feiwan's hands trembled, and he let go of him hastily, only then did he realize that this was the first time that Fu Xian called her by first and last name, and there was some momentum...

"Sorry." She said silently, and hastily stretched out her hand to lift his clothes...

"I'm afraid you've been coveting my young master for a long time, you've been greedy for my young master's body!" Fu Xian stretched out his hand, intending to knock her hand off, glanced out of the window from the corner of the eye, but saw Feng Qing, who was dressed in white, was looking at this place in the team, It's just that Ye Feiwan's figure was blocked by him and he couldn't see anything.

With a flash in his eyes, Fu Xian stopped the hand that was about to knock Ye Feiwan off. He looked at her with a look of vitality just now, but now his face was pale, but he still pretended nothing happened. He didn't like her for no reason. With an air of bravado, he stretched out his hand and pushed her aside: "You don't want to be discovered?"

"..." Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"I don't want him to find out that you are having a tryst with me!" Fu Xian continued to tease.

"What rendezvous!" Ye Feiwan frowned, "Could it be that Mr. Fuxian is rushing to be my concubine?"

Fu Xian's expression changed: "You think beautifully!"

"That's it..." Ye Feiwan murmured, outside the window, the team had already sailed into the distance, and Feng Qing had already turned around.

He probably didn't notice her... After all, the two of them are not close, and...he doesn't know what kind of clothes she likes to wear...

"Hey, Ye Feiwan, I want to tell you something." Fu Xian's voice came from beside my ear.

"What's the matter?" Ye Feiwan asked.

"Bringing you here, I did it on purpose!"

(End of this chapter)