The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 177
Under the night, the woman's eyes were amazingly bright.

Feng Qing looked down at her, even completely ignoring her hand holding her skirt, wishing to look into her soul.

The scene in front of me was too familiar.

Familiar with... as if it had happened before.

Her eyes were undisguisedly hot, as if burning him to death, so hot that one couldn't bear to look directly at him.It's as if... She still has affection for him.

After a long silence, Ye Feiwan finally lowered his eyes slowly, calmed his mind, and raised his head again, calmly: "Feng Qing, everyone in this world is qualified to call me vulgar and arrogant, but you are the only one who can't."

Even though she was once a well-known arrogant daughter of the capital, in front of Feng Qing, except for forcing him to marry her, she never showed any vulgarity.

In fact, she... has always been in front of him, carefully maintaining her poor dignity.

Feng Qing still looked down at her, even at this moment, his expression was still calm, even if his brows were a little hazy, he was trying to suppress his composure, after hearing what she said, he actually smiled with his lips hooked, charming and charming, But... more and more cold.

"If the concubine is really not vulgar and arrogant, how can she repeatedly drug a man's drink?"

Ye Feiwan froze suddenly, the hand that was holding onto Feng Qing's lapel tightened until his joints ached.

Feng Qing, whom she once wanted like a moth to a flame, and wanted to marry with a heart-rending heart, smiled at her extremely coldly.

Just like the way he looked when he promised to marry her on a good day and auspicious day, he also sneered like this.

In the past life, in this life, nothing has changed.

She was the only one who still resisted the pain and couldn't give up.

The hand that was holding Feng Qing's skirt was suddenly tightened. She held him tightly, and then, like nothing else, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her other hand around the back of his neck, and kissed Feng Qing's lips.

In the previous life, the kisses that she had been thinking about for a long time, but the few times in this life, she took the initiative.

But tonight, after taking the medicine, Feng Qing's lips seemed to be colder than ever.

"Ye Feiwan, you should have had enough trouble!" Feng Qing just froze with a smile, and suddenly stretched out his hand, intending to brush her away.

"Arguing? Who told you that I was arguing?" Ye Feiwan kept bullying and approaching, "Feng Qing, I have never made a fuss. Isn't it rude and arrogant? Since you already knew it, I will stop pretending." I am such a person, since you do not agree with Heli, then I will use some means to strengthen my position, why not..."

Her tone was raised deliberately: "Feng Qing, you really don't know why I drugged you? Otherwise, why do you think I'm mean?"

Having said that, she burst out laughing.

She was very close to Feng Qing, she couldn't see his expression, but she could feel his brows furrowed tightly.

"Feng Qing, I have done too many wrong things in this life." During the struggle, she didn't even care about the loose clothes. The cold wind blew in and froze her body, but she still said, "But , there are only three things, no one in this world can make me feel regretful!"

Feng Qing stopped flicking her away.

Ye Feiwan could only feel the heat in her lungs began to permeate, and the properties of the medicine surged up. Her hand that was on the back of his neck gradually moved forward and touched his cheek. It was a cold night, but his cheeks were warmed by the medicine. : "The first thing, I begged the Holy One to give me a marriage, to marry you."

Feng Qing's eyes tightened.

Ye Feiwan gradually caressed his cheek with the other hand: "The second thing is this moment."

Feng Qing frowned, still staring at her.

Ye Feiwan didn't say any more, she just held his face, looked into his eyes, then leaned forward like an inch, and kissed him again.

She didn't want to admit it at all, but she had to.

She never regretted meeting Feng Qing, the most beautiful, most painful, and most desperate existence in her short life.

The moment they kissed, the tears that had been endured for a long time suddenly flowed down to the corners of their lips, filled with bitterness.

Feng Qing's thin lips were tightly pressed all the time, but they froze when they touched the teardrops, and then... never evaded for a moment.

The familiar taste of bitter tears, as if he had rehearsed it thousands of times in a dream, stirred his heartstrings over and over again.

He pulled away abruptly, staring at the woman in front of him through the night.

The next moment, he stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed her wrist, and strode towards the inner bedroom.

The door was closed with a "bang", Feng Qing grabbed the woman's hand almost instantly, pressed her between the door and his arm, lowered her head and pressed her down, her lips firmly pressed against the corners of his lips.

The smell that is getting more and more familiar is... the light fragrance of the hair is exactly the same, mixed with a faint scent of acacia.

He kissed her almost hard, wishing to take everything from her, with his thin lips slightly parted, smelling the fragrance in her hair.

Ye Feiwan suddenly became a little frightened, and the hand that was holding the back of his neck loosened slightly, as if to push him away.

But...it couldn't be moved.

He hugged her, embed her in his arms.

On the already loose undershirt, a big hand climbed onto it at some point.Feng Qing kissed her and walked towards the bed.

Then, the big hand exerted force suddenly, and the inner clothes were scattered, revealing the spring light inside the clothes.

"Feng Qing!" Ye Feiwan called out suddenly, calling out to him in a hoarse voice, trying to bring him back to his senses.

Feng Qing's eyes settled down, his eyes fell on her face, and his voice was still angry: "Isn't this exactly what you want? After taking the medicine, didn't you just want to..."

The words stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at the eyes of the woman in front of him at this moment. Under the faint candlelight, the woman was standing in front of him with disheveled clothes, and... the night when the palace banquet was drugged coincided one by one.

That reckless approach, the determination like a moth to a flame, and...the hot emotion in his eyes, the softness in his arms.

He had thought it was just a dream.

"That night..." He said suddenly, his voice was full of difficulty, "The night of the palace banquet..."

"Feng Qing!" Ye Feiwan interrupted him abruptly.

She began to be afraid. That night, like that night, she overwhelmed herself and wanted to get close to the drugged Feng Qing, even at the expense of voluntarily dedicating herself, but what she got... was him leaning on her shoulder and whispering "Smoke..." cigarette".

She doesn't often recall those pasts, because every time she remembers, she understands how important Qu Yan is in his heart.

"Feng Qing, you are drunk and also drugged." She tried her best to calm her mind, then raised her eyes and smiled, "Actually, the antidote is real, I'll get it."

After the words fell, she turned around and walked towards the door almost as if escaping.

But before she could go far, her hand was grabbed by someone, who exerted a slight force on her wrist, and she had already fallen on the bed.Before she even got up, Feng Qing had already pressed down.

He lowered his head, calming her down, and in an instant, he stretched out his hand and took off her underwear to his arm, lowered his head, this was the first time he was so active.

"Feng Qing..." Ye Feiwan's heart suddenly panicked, and her shoulders were cold. She felt more and more embarrassed. Looking at the figure in front of her, she finally said, "The third thing is to make peace with you."

(End of this chapter)