The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 181 Closing the City Gate——

Ye Feiwan was terrified by the bumping of the carriage, but when he heard the voice outside, he became helpless.

After all, the well-known Mr. Fuxian is so idle every day?

"Don't talk? Is it possible that I will invite you down personally?" Seeing her silent for a long time, Fu Xianfu said slowly outside the carriage.

Many people around looked over, they must have heard of Mr. Fuxian's name, but they didn't know... who was the one who stopped his horse.

"Master Fuxian," Ye Feiwan said in a low voice, unwilling to attract attention after all, "Thank you for what happened yesterday, Mr. Fuxian, but I have important matters to attend today, so it is inconvenient for me to meet you."

With a few words, Ye Feiwan asked himself to advance and retreat with limits, and to be courteous.

There was indeed silence outside the carriage for a while, and the next moment the man's slow voice came: "Oh? What's the matter?" He asked lightly.

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

On the contrary, the groom lost his temper and responded for her: "This madam's husband is seriously ill and will die soon. Madam is going out of the city to pray for her husband!"

"Ahem..." Ye Feiwan couldn't hold back a light cough.

"Husband...doesn't last long?" Fu Xian repeated, for some reason, his tone was inexplicably relaxed, "Since this is the case, I can't stop this way..."

"Thank you, sir, for your convenience." The groom quickly responded.

"Okay, okay," Fu Xian responded in a low voice, lifted her crimson clothes for a moment, raised her feet, walked forward, and stepped into the carriage with one step.

"Eh..." The groom was taken aback.

Ye Feiwan also frowned at the man who suddenly broke into the carriage: "Mr. Fuxian, what are you doing?"

"I should ask you that," Fu Xian looked at her and said slowly, "Feng Qing is seriously ill?"

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled: "How?"

"You can just fool the others." Fu Xian snorted softly, his eyes swept over the small bundle beside her, "If he is really seriously ill, do you have the heart to leave?"

"Why can't I bear it!" Ye Feiwan raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely as if he had been stabbed.

"Why are you so excited?" Fu Xian raised his eyebrows, leaned lazily on the car wall, and looked at her with squinted eyes, "Did you quarrel with Feng Qing? Run away from home?" Seeing the woman beside Feng Qing with her yesterday, Eyes full of dejection, he will believe it.

That is to say, he saw her walking alone on the street when he went out this morning, and he mercifully asked the servant to call her, never thinking that she would get into the carriage directly and was about to leave the city.

Ye Feiwan's eyes dimmed a little, and he somehow remembered that Nan Mo asked her the same thing last night.

runaway.

Perhaps in everyone's eyes, she is reluctant to let go of Feng Qing who is chasing after her, especially... now Feng Qing is powerful and powerful.

Seeing her like this, Fu Xian thought he had guessed right, and said with a cold snort, "Ye Feiwan, you should use sparingly the means of playing hard to get, because it won't work if you use too much..."

"It's not playing hard to get." Ye Feiwan interrupted him.

"What?" Fu Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Ye Feiwan paused, and laughed at himself for a long time: "Could it be that I don't even have the support of the Ye family now, and in the eyes of all of you, the only way to go is to curry favor with Feng Qing and beg not to be divorced?" gone?"

At the beginning, she was the one who shamelessly chased people all over the city, so she, who had nothing, should naturally stay in the palace shamelessly.

Those people should all think of her that way.

"..." Fu Xian didn't make a sound, but put away the playful expression just now, and said after a long time, "So... Feng Qing is really seriously ill?"

Ye Feiwan froze and spit out two words: "...No."

"I just said," Fu Xian snorted softly, "the disaster will last for thousands of years..."

"I just made up with him." Ye Feiwan added.

"..." Fu Xian froze again, turned his head and looked serious, "Really?"

"……Yes."

Fu Xian still sat quietly in the carriage, and there was a dead silence inside the carriage.

After a while, he straightened up abruptly and looked at her gloatingly: "So, Feng Qing is lucky to get rid of you, a salt-free girl."

If it was the past, Ye Feiwan would have refuted it with him.

But today alone, she never made a sound.

She thought, maybe Fu Xian was right, Feng Qing was lucky to finally get rid of her.

"Hey, why don't you refute?" Fu Xian felt a little uncomfortable.

Ye Feiwan squinted her eyes and laughed out loud: "You're right, why should I refute?" Although...she stayed and left the book, she turned and left first, but...Feng Qing must be relaxed Bar.

Fu Xian frowned: "Ye Feiwan, did I ever say that it's ugly to pretend to be innocent and pretentious despite being sad?"

Ye Feiwan's body condensed slightly: "Anyway, in Mr. Fuxian's heart, I have never been more beautiful."

"That's true," Fu Xian snorted, and immediately thought of something, "Then...leave the city?"

"Relax." Ye Feiwan said calmly.

"Own?"

"Why?" Ye Feiwan laughed, "I don't even dare to give up Feng Qing, and I don't dare to go out of the city to relax?"

"..." Fu Xian just stared at her without making a sound, but there was a bright suspicion in his eyes.

Ye Feiwan met his gaze, and finally bowed her head: "There is a Qingshan Temple outside the city, I will go there to rest for a few days." This temple was the place where she sought the antidote when Qu Yan was disfigured. It came in handy.

In Qingshan Temple, Fu Xian squinted his eyes slightly, but he had heard about it, and the doubts in his eyes dispelled a bit.

But at this moment, there was a faint sound of orderly and stern footsteps from behind the carriage, from far to near, like... soldiers.

Fu Xian seemed to think of something, opened the car curtain and glanced behind, thought for a moment, then put down the car curtain and looked at her: "You should go."

"what?"

Fu Xian didn't say a word, his voice obviously added a bit of coldness, and he ordered the groom: "Get out of the city."

Hearing this, the groom whipped his whip and drove towards the city gate.

"You are..." What do you mean.

Ye Feiwan couldn't ask the last two words, she suddenly thought of something, looked behind her through the car window with a pale face, a group of people was running towards the city gate in the distance.

"Didn't you want to relax?" Fu Xian raised her eyebrows and snorted softly, "Then let's go quickly."

"then you……"

"Don't worry, I have my own affairs to do," Fu Xian snorted softly, turned over and was about to jump off the galloping carriage, but seemed to think of something, looked sideways slightly, and his voice added a bit of awkwardness, "... Actually, it's not too ugly."

"What..." Ye Feiwan froze, looking at the man in the dark crimson clothes fluttering in the wind, inexplicably thinking of yesterday's paper kite and sugar figurine, she suddenly panicked, she half-jokingly said, "Could it be that Mr. Fuxian treats me so well?" Take it easy..."

He always denies it.

"..." But this time, Fu Xian fell silent.

The panic in Ye Feiwan's heart deepened, she watched his back for a long time, her voice almost murmured: "Mr. Fuxian has so many beauties beside him, how could he be interested in an abandoned person..."

Fu Xian's back was tense, he gritted his teeth for a long time and said: "Get lost!" After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage.

The gate of the city was not far away, and there were not many people leaving the city today, so the journey was very smooth.

Ye Feiwan didn't relax until the carriage slowly drove out of the city gate.

At the same time, there was a sound of galloping horseshoes behind him:

"King Jingyuan has an order to close the city gate, close the city gate—"

(End of this chapter)