The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 147 Is He In The Palace?
Daddy is gone!
Ye Feiwan stayed by the bed all night until early morning when he couldn't hold back and fell into a deep sleep for a while, never thinking that when he woke up again, the bed was already empty.

She turned around and ran out in a hurry, her eyes were red and swollen, although she was in an awkward posture and her long hair was slightly disheveled, she couldn't care less.

However, all the servants around were pale and shook their heads, and no one knew Ye Changlin's whereabouts.

Ye mansion up and down, all looking for it.

Ye Feiwan ran quickly in the huge Ye Mansion, and his father dragged his sick body, so he couldn't go far.However, his footsteps stopped when he reached the gate of the courtyard.

In the next moment, she called all the servants.

"Miss...Princess?" Some servants were puzzled.

"You all go back first," Ye Feiwan smiled, "There's no need to search, I already know where my father is."

Seeing those servants leaving one after another, Ye Feiwan just walked towards the door, but stopped when he passed a wintersweet plant in the courtyard, then plucked a few plum blossoms, and took a carriage towards the south of the city.

Mother's tomb is here.

Dad found Mr. Feng Shui, made a divination, spent a lot of money, and bought this place.

Here is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Under the ground here, her mother is buried.

But at this moment, in front of the tomb, a figure stood there weakly, holding a pearl hairpin in his hand, as if he was reminiscing about something.

It was Ye Changlin.

Ye Feiwan stepped forward, handed the wintersweet in his hand, and stood beside him quietly.

She remembered that her father had mentioned that her mother loved Mei and Lan the most in her life.

Last night, I must have regretted not being able to come to worship my mother, so I came here early this morning.

She stayed by her father's side all the time, watching him wipe his mother's tombstone with his cuff, watching him squat down slowly, chattering about something, until finally he fell silent.

Ye Feiwan finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "Father."

"..." Her response was nothing but dead silence.

Ye Feiwan's eyes slowly fell on the tomb. To her mother, her deepest impression was the painting in her father's room. Mother was very beautiful.

"Father, if you continue like this, mother will definitely be worried." She said in a low voice.

This time, Ye Changlin finally moved. He straightened up with difficulty, looking at the grave with a sallow face: "Madam, my husband will be able to find you soon..."

His voice was extremely hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

Ye Feiwan turned her head away, covering her reddish eye sockets.

There was a dead silence, I don't know how long it lasted.

"Feiwan..." Ye Changlin suddenly made a sound, and his breathing became heavier.

"father?"

"In the future, bury me and your mother together. Before your mother was alive, we agreed that there will be a place for me next to her grave..."

"..." Ye Feiwan fell silent, his nose sore.

"Not late?" Ye Changlin turned his head, his voice a little serious.

Ye Feiwan finally nodded: "...Okay, Dad, I promise you."

Satisfied, Ye Changlin nodded again and again, and said nothing more.

The cold wind blows, and the surrounding is a winter scene, only a few plum branches exude bursts of fragrance.

Ye Feiwan looked at Ye Changlin's bent waist, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward: "Father, it's very cold today, how about I accompany you to pay respects to mother someday?"

"..." After a long silence, Ye Changlin shook his head slightly, "No need."

Speaking of this, he actually gave a low laugh: "Feiwan, father's body, father knows it himself, and now he can barely move, I'm afraid it won't be a few days..."

What will happen in a few days, Ye Changlin didn't say.

But Ye Feiwan knew it in his heart.

She tilted her head, not daring to look at her father anymore.

On this day, father stayed in front of mother's grave for a long time, and Ye Feiwan waited quietly from the side all the time.

It wasn't until it was getting late that Ye Changlin started to leave. If Ye Feiwan hadn't helped him, he would have fallen down already.

The carriage was still waiting.

When they returned to Ye Mansion, the sky had turned a bit dark.

Ye Feiwan went back to the room with his father to rest, and then went to decoct the medicine by himself.

The doctor said, now he is close to death, let's drink some medicine to hang his breath.

After some time, the medicine was ready, and Ye Feiwan returned to the room with the slightly hot medicine bowl: "Father, I've taken the medicine."

"..." The only thing that could respond to her was silence.

Ye Feiwan's hand holding the medicine bowl trembled, and it took a long time before he stepped forward, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed his father's slight breathing.

Dad fell asleep again.

From yesterday to today, he did not know how many times he fell asleep.

And in the next three to five days, Ye Changlin would be like this all the time, falling asleep, waking up, falling asleep, waking up, within a day, only awake for two hours.

Ye Fei was worried every day, she was afraid that her father would not wake up one day, but she didn't dare to disturb him.

"Feiwan..." Ye Changlin's voice sounded low on the sickbed.

Ye Feiwan stepped forward abruptly, and now, she didn't want to waste any time with her father.

"These days, Feng Qing is still busy..." Ye Changlin barely held his eyelids and took a breath.

Ye Feiwan's fingers trembled, but he still forced a smile: "Father, the situation in the court today may have changed. He is busy, and you know that there must be no difference..."

"...That's right," Ye Changlin sighed softly, "That's fine too."

"...Hmm." Ye Feiwan responded in a low voice.

"It's not too late..." Ye Changlin suddenly called her name again, his voice seemed unbearable.

"Father, my daughter is here." Ye Feiwan smiled with difficulty.

"Alas..." Ye Changlin sighed softly, "Although your brother Xianyu seems to be a little more casual, he still knows the general situation. Even if the Ye family is gone, he will be able to live a stable life. Father sent him to the south of the Yangtze River before and fell ill. Don't tell him about it..."

"Father?" Ye Feiwan was startled, so... is dad going to hide it from everyone?
"So that he doesn't worry anymore," Ye Changlin smiled, "I originally planned to hide it from you, but I never thought... Back then, that wayward Feiwan girl has finally become strong now..." He said in a low voice .

strong.

Ye Feiwan heard that it was dazzling, tears almost fell down.

But she didn't cry, because Dad said, she is strong.

"Feiwan, did you remember my words?" Ye Changlin spoke again with a serious tone.

"Daughter remembers."

"Very good, very good," Ye Changlin nodded again and again, and his voice trembled suddenly, "It's just... Feiwan girl, I'm sorry for you..."

Ye Feiwan tried to open his eyes wide, and shook his head vigorously: "Father, I'm not bitter."

"Call the housekeeper here. Dad has something to tell him." Butler Zhang, since his father's fortune, has been at his side.

Ye Feiwan nodded, turned around and walked out.

The butler went to bed.

Ye Feiwan looked dazed, walking in the corridor of Ye Mansion, the cold wind poured in all around, but she didn't realize it.

"Princess, are you okay?" On the side, a servant stepped forward worriedly.

Ye Feiwan just waved her hands: "You all step back." She whispered, her voice tired.

Only when she was the only one left in the corridor did she choke up.

Dad said, she is strong, so she can bear these things.

Actually... Feng Qing thinks the same way, because she is used to being arrogant, so she is not allowed to show her vulnerability.

Ye Feiwan's breathing was a little short, she suddenly raised her head, as if thinking of something, she got up and ran towards the door quickly.

"Princess, are you okay?" Someone whispered at the door, very familiar.

Ye Feiwan's footsteps faltered, and he stood stiffly where he was, looking at the figure not far away.

high wind.

"You...how..."

"Where's your prince?" Ye Feiwan interrupted him, and said quietly.

"The prince has never returned to the mansion, he wants me to tell the princess that he has something to do..."

"Where is he?" Ye Feiwan's voice suddenly became tense.

"princess……"

"Did Concubine Qu call him into the palace?" Ye Feiwan expressed his doubts in a sharp voice.

"..." This time, Gao Feng lowered his eyes and fell silent.

Ye Feiwan understood.

It turns out...it really is like this...

She turned around with a weary voice: "Guard Gao, go back to the palace. The temple of Yefu is too small to accommodate you."

After the words fell, she had already walked into the mansion and closed the door of the mansion.

Feng Qing... is accompanying Qu Yan.

(End of this chapter)