The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 131 Are You Injured?

Ye Feiwan walked along the wall towards the Wangfu.

She wanted to rent a carriage, but she was worried that the smell of blood on her arm would scare others. She didn't want others to know about her injury, and she even made a plan in her heart. After returning to the palace, she would bandage the wound until the emperor's birthday banquet, and never see anyone again. .

There was the sound of a carriage galloping behind him.

Ye Feiwan dodged a few steps towards the side of the road.

But the carriage seemed to deliberately oppose her, she walked in, and the carriage followed, she took a quick step, and the carriage also went faster, she simply stopped, and so did the carriage.

Ye Feiwan had no choice but to turn around to see what happened, but before he could see clearly, he heard a voice: "Come up."

The voice is mellow and magnetic, but there is always a bit of unease.

Ye Feiwan frowned tightly: "Thank you, Mr. Fuxian, there is no need to..."

"This road is not spacious, I don't mind blocking the carriage behind." Fu Xian interrupted her with the car curtain lifted, saying that the old god was there.

Ye Feiwan glanced behind him, it was already night, although there were few carriages, there were a few carriages coming not far away, with Fu Xian blocking them like this, those carriages might not be able to get through...

"You don't need to do this," she pursed her lips, and hugged the wooden box in her hand tightly, "You and I have already settled down, so why should Mr. Fuxian..."

"I have plenty of time to spend here." Fu Xian was calm.

The carriage not far away had already driven forward, but because Fu Xian was blocking the way ahead, the carriage neighed softly.

Fu Xian looked even more proud.

Not long after, several carriages were already blocked behind.

Ye Feiwan stopped completely, she didn't like to miss others because of her, so she turned and walked quickly towards the carriage.

Just when he got into the carriage, he saw that Fu Xian had put down the car curtain: "Are you soft?"

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Heh..." Fu Xian just snorted coldly, "Ye Feiwan, you belong to the horse, right?"

"……what?"

"Look for a draw!"

Ye Feiwan: "..."

Talking to him was humiliating herself, so she simply leaned against the car wall, closed her eyes and fell asleep, and said nothing.

With a small sound of "pa", a small object in his arms was thrown over.

Ye Feiwan opened his eyes, and was startled when he saw something in his arms, a jade porcelain medicine bottle.

"Don't think too much," Fu Xian sneered, "I'm just worried..."

"...My titular concubine was injured, and Mr. Fuxian will have to bear the blame!" Ye Feiwan took his words.

Fu Xian's face darkened, and finally turned away from looking at her, and the aura around him inexplicably condensed.

Ye Feiwan didn't pay much attention to it, and slowly opened the jade porcelain bottle. After all, in the carriage, he simply poured some medicine powder on the wound.

The medicinal powder was very effective, after pouring it for a while, the blood was actually stopped, but it was followed by bursts of stinging pain, she had to grit her teeth tightly to endure it.

In front of her, someone seemed to be watching her.

Ye Feiwan raised her eyes slightly, Fu Xian had opened her eyes at some point, and was staring at her... arm: "What?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Ye Feiwan," Fu Xian's voice was deep and serious in the night, "It hurts, you have to say it."

Ye Feiwan froze, and followed his gaze to look at the arm. The sword wound was not deep, it was mostly caused by the sword energy, but her skin was delicate, and the wound on the arm looked more terrifying.

However, Fu Xian's tone made her heart sink. After thinking for a moment, she pretended to curl her lips casually: "What? Mr. Fu Xian's heart hurts?"

"Love you?" Fu Xian retorted instantly as if his tail had been stepped on, "You deserve it too?"

That's right, this is Fuxian.

Ye Feiwan felt a little relieved, and slowly lowered her eyes: "I'm not worthy." She said, "Since no one loves you, why should I say it?"

Fu Xian was blocked by her, and gave her a hard look, "If you don't say it, how can others gloat!"

Ye Feiwan: "..."

Just don't speak anymore.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak any more, and there was silence, only the sound of the carriage swaying.

Not long after, the groom's voice outside was vague: "My lord, we're here."

Ye Feiwan breathed a sigh of relief almost instantly, got up and opened the car curtain without even using the groom's hand, and jumped directly.

After standing still, he smiled politely at the carriage behind him: "Thank you, Mr. Fuxian, for today's matter."

In the carriage, Fu Xian noticed the woman's quick escape, his brows frowned even more, and his face became more gloomy. Hearing what she said, he didn't even lift the car curtain, and only said coldly: "Get out."

The inexplicable person, Ye Feiwan thought to himself, glanced at the wooden box in his hand, turned around and wanted to enter the palace.

Not far away, there was a sound of horseshoes from the direction of the palace. She followed the sound and glanced there casually.

Even though the night is getting darker now, the tall man in white clothes on a tall horse seems to be glowing all over, he is very familiar, even if he turns to ashes, she will recognize him.

Feng Qing.

Coming from the direction of the palace... Maybe he returned to the palace after sending Qu Yan into the palace.

Thinking of this, she felt a little disgusted in her heart, and actually...rejected meeting Feng Qing, so she quickened her pace and was about to enter the palace.

"Where did you go? Are you returning now?" Behind him, a cold voice came.

Ye Feiwan paused.

Feng Qing quickly got off the horse, threw the reins into the hands of the gate guards, and strode forward.From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the carriage not far away, the night was dark, he thought it was the carriage of the palace, and didn't care.

Ye Feiwan quickly hid his injured arm behind his back: "I just went out for a stroll."

"It's night now, how long have you been wandering around?" Feng Qing frowned, "A woman, or a princess, has no rules..."

"Where is your lord, where did you go today?" Ye Feiwan simply turned around and interrupted him.

Feng Qing was blocked by her words, and he froze for a moment, then said slowly in the next moment: "This king entered the palace today."

"..." Ye Feiwan's heart trembled. She naturally knew that she was in the restaurant and saw her escorting Qu Yan back to the palace on a big horse, but she asked involuntarily, "Oh? Who did you enter the palace with?"

"..." Feng Qing was silent for a while, "Yanyan returns to the palace today."

"So that's how it is!" Ye Feiwan "suddenly", "As a confidant outside the imperial concubine, it is natural for the prince to escort her back to the palace." After saying that, she turned around quickly, covered her arms, and was about to walk towards the mansion .

Feng Qing frowned suddenly, because she hadn't noticed anything because of something in her heart, but now she smelled a bloody smell.

"Are you injured?" He quickly stepped forward and stopped her.

Ye Feiwan panicked: "My lord knew about the burn before..."

Feng Qing didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and stepped forward quickly. It wasn't burns, but bloody smell, which he was no stranger to.Shimoji reached out and grabbed the wrist of her injured arm.

Ye Feiwan took a deep breath in pain, and almost instantly, his grip on his wrist loosened.

"How did it hurt?" Feng Qing frowned.

Ye Feiwan paused, and before she could say anything, she heard the sound of wheels rolling outside the gate of the palace, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a person was lazily leaning against the window:

"By the way, the concubine blocked the sword for me today, and I will definitely... remember it in my heart!"

After Youyou dropped these words, the carriage left slowly.

(End of this chapter)