The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 156 Why such a gesture?
funeral?

Hearing the words, Feng Qing was stunned for a long time, as if she didn't hear clearly, she asked again: "What?" The voice was difficult, as if squeezed out of her throat.

Ye Feiwan's mood had long since calmed down. She looked at him with the corners of her lips still slightly curled up: "Young Master Fu Xian came to my father's funeral." She said it casually, as if it was just an ordinary event.

But it sounded in Feng Qing's heart, but it was like a huge boulder falling heavily on the heart.

He never thought that Ye Changlin had gone?
But obviously... more than half a month ago, he had seen himself, and he asked him to take care of Ye Feiwan, but after listening to him, he only felt that it was just a mouth for eating in the palace, so he didn't care.

So... At that time, he was already trusting him?

Ye Mansion did not open the door for several days, and the matter of Ye Changlin did not leak the slightest word.However, Gao Feng, who had been in the palace before, said something seemed to have happened to the Ye residence.

And what is he... doing?
Ye Feiwan said: Feng Qing, I need you too.

Where is he?
Some time ago, was it Fuxian?Fu Xian busying around with her?
Feng Qing unconsciously stretched out her hand to caress her heart, only feeling a dull pain there.He raised his head and looked at Ye Feiwan who was right in front of him. Although they were so close, they seemed to be very far apart: "Why...don't tell me..." Every word seemed to be squeezed out of his lips and teeth.

"What did you say to you?" Ye Feiwan raised his head sharply and stared at him, "Have you ever really cared about my affairs? But if you put your mind to it, wouldn't you know what happened to the Ye family? You just It's just... put all your heart and soul into the palace!"

Her tone was aggressive, and when she said it, it seemed that she still had resentment towards him. In fact, she did have resentment.

But in the end, she still forced herself to calm down: "When I wanted to talk to you, I couldn't find you, and no one told me your whereabouts. Later, I didn't want to talk to you anymore."

"..."

"Feng Qing, as I said," Ye Feiwan tugged at the corners of his lips, "Some things can be done by myself."

Feng Qing was stiff, she did say that when she bet with Qu Yan on the "Red Jade Glass Cup"...

After a long silence, he finally found his own voice: "I never knew..."

"My lord has been in the palace all this time, so I don't know about it," Ye Feiwan interrupted him, squinting his eyes halfway to hide all the emotions in them, "I know myself, what am I compared to Qu Yan?"

Feng Qing frowned, and opened her mouth to refute something, but when she met her half-smile look, she was speechless.

"Why does the prince have to make such a gesture now?" Ye Feiwan looked at her, frowned, still smiling, "My father is gone, and the Ye family has no threat to you at all, and you don't need to treat me in the future." Isn't it good for you to have scruples?"

After all, Feng Qing had just gained power in the previous life, so he released the Ye family's thousands of wealth, sent his father and brother to the south of the Yangtze River, and caused everyone in the court to say that he was "cold and ruthless".

In this life, Feng Qing also saved the court disputes in the previous life.

Feng Qing froze, and he looked at Ye Feiwan through the night. What she said was obviously his initial thoughts, but why... only felt uncomfortable?

Also, the smile she forced out was so dazzling.

"Don't laugh, Ye Feiwan." The next moment, he spoke suddenly, his voice difficult.

"What?" Ye Feiwan's smile froze.

"Don't laugh like that..." Feng Qing's voice dropped.

He didn't like her ironic smile, it made him feel overwhelmed.

Ye Feiwan froze for a long time, and finally sneered: "It has nothing to do with you."

After saying that, she turned around and looked aside for a long time at Fu Xian, who was busy, and the latter was looking at her lazily with narrowed eyes.

"Master Fuxian, have you finished watching the excitement?" Ye Feiwan asked.

Fu Xian nodded: "Almost."

"Master Fu Xian just said, can you send me back to Ye Mansion?"

Fu Xian still nodded: "Naturally."

Ye Feiwan walked up to him and forced a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Fuxian."

Looking at her smile, Fu Xian's lazy expression slightly tensed just now, but he didn't say anything else, walking towards the base of the wall of Ye Mansion, Ye Feiwan hurriedly followed.

After standing still, Fu Xian turned around slowly, and glanced at the black shadow not far away who was still standing there.

Feng Qing still stood there motionless.

"Ye Feiwan, I don't like Feng Qing." Fu Xian said suddenly, his voice was very soft but serious.

Ye Feiwan paused, and said for a long time, "I see." Otherwise, how could they be so tit for tat?

"However, I do agree with what he said." Fu Xian paused, and reached out to grab her arm, "Don't laugh like that, Ye Feiwan."

After the words fell, Ye Feiwan didn't wait for Ye Feiwan to react, she just felt her body lighten up, and when she realized it, she was already standing under the wall of the front yard of Ye Mansion, surrounded by dead branches and ruined scenery in the winter night, the main house not far away, faintly Through a few candles.

"Thank you..." Ye Feiwan turned to thank him, but there was no one behind him?

Fu Xian left without anyone noticing.

Ye Feiwan paused, turned around and walked towards the main house.

Ye Changlin has been living in the main house. After tonight, after dawn, when the funeral date is announced, he will be buried in the coffin.

"Miss?" Someone called her suspiciously from behind.

Ye Feiwan turned her head and saw Steward Zhang standing there, looking at her suspiciously.

"Miss didn't return to the palace today, how could..."

"I don't worry about dad," Ye Feiwan smiled, "Uncle Zhang, go back and rest first, I'll watch over for dad tonight."

Butler Zhang was also tired all day, and he didn't shirk it when he saw this, he just sighed and shook his head, "Don't suffer too much, the master definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

"I see," Ye Feiwan squinted his sore eyes, "If I'm tired, I'll be lazy, anyway, Dad knows, I like to be lazy the most."

Butler Zhang looked at her worriedly, patted her arm, turned and left.

Ye Feiwan quietly walked back to the room.

She used to be terrified of ghosts and gods, but today, looking at Ye Changlin lying on the bed, she wished that there were ghosts.

She...hasn't been able to say goodbye to her father yet.

"Father..." After a long time, Ye Feiwan spoke slowly, trying to maintain a calm voice, "You shouldn't have asked Feng Qing to agree to your conditions."

For her sake, father traded the Ye family for her safety.

But it shouldn't be, because of this, Feng Qing will trap her in the palace until she dies.

"Father, you are wrong..." Ye Feiwan murmured, "Feng Qing is not a lover; the palace is not a home."

Never was.

However, Dad couldn't hear her anymore, and there would never be an old man who would support her anymore.

Tonight, after all, it was too late, Ye Feiwan was in a daze, he didn't know how much he was awake, and how much he fell asleep again.

The sky was getting brighter, and someone woke her up just now.

It's time to go into the coffin.

Ye Feiwan quietly stepped aside, watching a few servants quietly tidying up his father's appearance.

Also at this moment, a person from outside the door ran in quickly, and his voice changed slightly:

"Princess... the prince has been guarding the gate of the mansion since the morning."

(End of this chapter)