The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 192

After six days, Ye Feiwan finally arrived in the capital on the evening of the seventh day.

At that time, the night in the capital city was just beginning to come on, the lights came on, and there were sparks in the distance.

Ye Feiwan stood not far from the city gate, looking at the magnificent scenery inside the city gate. She had lived there not long ago, but now... she felt strange.

She has already given money to the groom to let him go back, and she doesn't know what she will experience when she enters Beijing this time, so why bother to involve others?
Ye Feiwan tightened the burden in his hand, finally let out a breath, and walked towards the gate of the city.

It was only when they approached that they discovered that her portrait was also posted at the gate of the city.

Perhaps it was because she was too crude, so the guards of the city glanced at her, waved their hands and let her go.

Ye Feiwan felt relieved, but before he could take a few steps forward, someone behind him shouted, "Wait!"

She paused.

In the next moment, the soldier held a portrait in his hand, walked up to her slowly, glanced at the portrait, and then took another look at her: "This girl looks so familiar."

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips. She had no intention of hiding her identity when she came back this time.

But... the people around looked at her frequently because of what the soldiers said.

She doesn't like the feeling of being surrounded by people, just like... she doesn't like being the talk of the common people after dinner.

"Come here." Seeing that she was silent, the officer slightly raised his hand, "Take this girl into custody first..."

His words were not finished.

There was a sound of galloping horseshoes in the distance.

The crowd looked at the sound.

A tall horse galloped towards this side, followed by several guards and a carriage, which was extremely luxurious.

very familiar.

At the very least...the person at the front is very familiar.

high wind.

"My lord," the soldier who stopped Ye Feiwan looked forward and cupped his fists, "Excuse me..."

Gao Feng had already taken out a token, and the shocked soldiers' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly bowed their heads and retreated to the side.

Ye Feiwan looked at the token in Gao Feng's hand, it belonged to Feng Qing, and anyone who saw the token would be like Prince Jing Yuan himself.

Gao Feng also saw her, his eyes were complicated for a moment, and the next moment, he had already knelt down, his head slightly lowered: "This subordinate welcomes the princess back to Beijing."

The words fell, startling everyone around.

Even the soldiers who stopped her just now all knelt down one after another.

Ye Feiwan's figure was completely frozen, so many people, so many eyes.

She doesn't like being surrounded by people, Feng Qing never knew this, so... she always seems to be surrounded by him.

Now because of the word "Princess" in Gao Feng's mouth, in her previous life she became a laughing stock because she shamelessly chased him behind him, always like this...

"You don't have to kneel to me," Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, her voice was very soft, "I am no longer a princess." After saying that, she turned to the side and was about to stand up and enter the city gate. Quickly avoid these people.

"The capital is full of patrolling people, and there are many portraits of the princess. It may be inconvenient to enter the city like this," Gao Feng's voice sounded behind him, "The prince specially ordered his subordinates to drive the princess back to the manor."

Ye Feiwan paused and said for a long time, "What if I don't go?" She didn't want to see him, even if she came back, she would, but she was tired!
"The one who sent the princess back to the mansion is probably... the guards in the capital."

The implication is nothing more than that if you don't reply, you will be arrested, right?

"It's very lively here!" But at this moment, a carriage slowly approached inside the city gate, and a person on the carriage came with a light voice, with a rising end, full of ridicule.

Ye Feiwan froze for a moment, and raised his eyes to see that Fu Xian, whom he met in Yancheng not long ago, was leaning leisurely in the carriage, squinting his eyes, looking like a fox.

He looked her up and down, then frowned and said: "Ye Feiwan, you are already without salt, and you are even uglier with such rough clothes!"

Ye Feiwan paused, and finally ignored his poisonous tongue: "Why are you here?"

"A certain person left without saying goodbye. I have my own bloody BMW and will return in four days." Fu Xian snorted softly.

Ye Feiwan froze for a moment, feeling a little regretful in his heart. If he had known that he would be returning to Beijing, why not just ride the carriage?It also saved me a lot of money...

"Princess, it's time to go back..." Gao Feng's voice sounded from behind.

"Master Fuxian give me a ride?" Ye Feiwan interrupted him directly, and looked up at Fuxian. She didn't want to ride in the extraordinarily luxurious carriage of Prince Jingyuan's mansion. Back then... Feng Qing used that carriage. The cigarettes picked up by the carriage.

"Why did I send you off, my lord?" Fu Xian raised his eyebrows, but he never responded, nor refused.

Ye Feiwan paused, touched for a long time the few taels of silver left in his sleeve pocket, and finally walked towards the carriage waiting for work by the city gate without saying a word.

"Princess..." Gao Feng hurriedly called.

Ye Feiwan's back froze, and she looked sideways slightly: "Gao Feng, I'm the one who decides about your marriage with Shaoyao..." She didn't want to use these things as favors, but...she had nothing, and she couldn't help it. Can't threaten anyone anymore.

"..." Gao Feng really fell silent and did not stop him.

Ye Feiwan found a carriage, took out a tael of silver, and was about to speak.

But the back collar suddenly tightened, and when she realized it, she had been caught in a carriage, opposite Fu Xian with a tense expression.

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned, quietly leaning against the car wall, her hands were clenched tightly all the time, her nails were embedded in her palm, it hurt a lot, but she didn't realize it, after a long time, she handed the money to Fuxian: "It's for the money."

"Ye Feiwan, one tael of silver, you sent a beggar!" On the side, Fu Xian snorted softly, but still stretched out his hand to take it.

"If you think it's too little, you might as well return it to me, Mr. Fuxian." Ye Feiwan raised his eyes.

"You think well!" Fu Xian quickly took back the money.

"..." Ye Feiwan glanced at him, and finally lowered his eyes, "I said that I have no money, and besides, Mr. Fuxian sent me to the palace not long ago. I gave Mr. Fuxian a hairpin. The hairpin It’s worth a thousand taels, so it should be worth a few times.”

"Turn over the old score? I still looked at your late mother's face all afternoon that day," Fu Xian squinted at her, and then thought of something, "Why, why are you so afraid of facing Feng Qing when you refuse to get on Feng Qing's carriage? "

He obviously asked casually, but his eyes turned a little serious.

"Afraid of him? How could that be!" Ye Feiwan denied it almost immediately, but then realized that he had overreacted, and his expression became tense, "I just...don't want to see him."

"I don't want to see you?" Fu Xian repeated, his eyes lit up, "Could it be... Feng Qing really... can't you?"

"What can't be done..." Ye Feiwan was confused, and then she reacted suddenly, her expression froze. Before she left Beijing, she mentioned Feng Qing's hidden illness, could it be..."I made up nonsense." She said silently, why? Will it work?When she left that day... her waist was sore!

"I'm really disappointed." Fu Xian shook his head regretfully, raised his eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

Leaning against the sedan chair wall, Ye Feiwan stretched out his hand to support the burden on the side: "Ye..." Fu.

However, before she finished speaking, she stopped.

With her hand, she lightly pressed the burden, and it felt a little prickly. As if thinking of something, she suddenly tore the burden apart.

A silver hairpin with a sharp tip and a gem embedded in it, crystal clear and extremely precious.

The hairpin that she had stabbed Feng Qing's chest in the previous life and the back of his hand in this life, was supposed to be... mortgaged to Fang Dong, but... returned to her hands again.

Fang Dong didn't accept it, did he ever let it go?

"Huh?" After waiting for the rest of the sentence for a long time, Fu Xian raised his voice and asked again.

Ye Feiwan tightly held the silver hairpin in his hand, and gently opened his lips for a long time: "Go to the palace."

(End of this chapter)