The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 205 The Dream of the Past Life
The sky was pale, and dawn broke in the sky.

Ye Feiwan squinted at the faint light in the sky, tightened the burden in his hands, and walked towards the city.

Behind him, there was the sound of a carriage galloping.

Immediately afterwards, the man's voice came, a little more relaxed than the annoyance just now: "Ye Feiwan, you are not going to the palace, but back to the Yefu." The tone was affirmative.

Ye Feiwan looked back, the man who was driving the carriage and holding the reins was the Fu Xian whom he had just seen just now, he was still wearing the black robe just now, with a lazy expression, the exhaustion that could not be concealed in his eyes, still showing his elegance.

"Yeah." She nodded.

Fu Xian raised his brows slightly, Xia Jian suddenly smiled, as if he was a different person: "Get in the car, I will see you off."

Ye Feiwan frowned: "No..."

"If you don't come, I don't mind just following." He said that the old god was there.

Ye Feiwan paused, seeing that the sky was getting brighter and some people had come out, she pursed her lips, and finally got into the carriage.

Fu Xian groaned softly, raised the reins, and the carriage neighed lowly, heading towards Ye's residence.

However, within half a stick of incense, Ye Mansion was already in front of her eyes, much faster than her walking.

"My lord is back, and the seal of the Ye Mansion has been removed, which is interesting..." Fu Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at the gate of the Ye Mansion, which was no different from the usual one, and gave a low laugh.

"Young Master Fuxian, so you are a good person." Ye Feiwan paused, got out of the carriage, looked at him and said.

Fu Xian's complexion changed: "Who is a good person? This son is just... a poor cousin!"

The next lady... Ye Feiwan's expression paused, and she pointed to the intersection: "Then next lady, please leave this way, Mr. Fuxian, so that I don't want to see you off."

"Hmph." Fu Xian finally snorted softly, tightened the reins again, and left quickly without stopping.

It's as if... I came out on purpose to get through this experience.

Ye Feiwan looked at the shadow of the carriage, and squinted his eyes slightly. Is it great to have a carriage?
But Xia Shun, his expression froze.

Now she...has nothing.

The carriage is indeed remarkable.

Turning around, Ye Feiwan walked into the door of Ye Mansion and pushed open the door of Ye Mansion.

In fact, it was only half a month since she had seen each other, but she felt in a daze that after a long time, the inside of Ye Mansion had not changed, it was still the same as before, but...not popular, big and lifeless.

"Miss?" An unbelievable voice came from the side.

Ye Feiwan followed the voice and said, "Uncle Zhang." She smiled.

Seeing him in good condition, she felt much better.

"Miss, you're finally back," Butler Zhang smiled, "Nothing in this world is as good as home..."

Ye Feiwan's expression tightened, father wanted Feng Qing to give her a home, but the palace is not a home.She doesn't even know now, can the current Ye Mansion be considered a family?
"Uncle Zhang, I'm a little tired, let's go rest for a while." Finally, she forced a smile and walked towards her room.

These words are not a lie, she was waiting in Fuxian's other courtyard last night, she didn't close her eyes all night, thinking wildly in her mind, even she didn't know what she was thinking.

Back in the inner room, looking at the silence in the room, she realized just now that the burden left in the palace must be brought back. There are her certificates and tooth cards in it, which is very important.

Maybe there were too many things these few days, and she fell into a deep sleep as soon as she touched the bed.

It's just... She hadn't had a dream for a long time, but she had a dream.

She dreamed of her past life.

Like a ray of lonely soul, she was floating in the cold courtyard of her previous life. She saw Shaoyao lying beside the sick bed, weeping all the time, lying on the sick bed...it was her dead face with a dead face.

She looked at the woman on the sickbed, with her hands folded securely on her body before she died, lying there orderly, without making a sound.

That's... her!
After some time, there was finally movement in Lengyuan, and Feng Qing came.

He stood beside the sick bed, looking down at her from a high position, without any sadness or joy, and his face was expressionless.

After a long time, he said, "Encoffin the princess and bury her."

Ye Feiwan desperately wanted to shout, she wanted to say that she was no longer a princess, but no one could hear her voice.

She was buried with the ceremonies of a princess, and Feng Qing's face remained intact throughout the funeral.

In the next few days, he was as busy as ever, going to the prison during the day and reviewing the memorials at night. He was so busy that the candles were all extinguished and the room was full of darkness. He then sat alone in the dark without lighting the lamp.

When the screen turned, it seemed to turn to a grave.

A person stood alone in front of the tombstone, his back was full of vigor and slumped, he never said a word, just watched quietly.

He looked for a long time.

Ye Feiwan wanted to get closer to see the man's expression, but at this moment, the man suddenly raised his head and stared straight at her soul: "How about I go to accompany you? I will meet you, and I will meet you." .If you don't want to, I will do whatever it takes to destroy everything about you just like you..."

"Miss, miss!" There was a knock on the door.

"Huh—" Ye Feiwan opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the curtain above his head, breathing heavily.

In the dream, the overwhelming darkness and despair in the man's eyes made her almost unable to breathe.

"Miss?" Steward Zhang was still calling, a little more eager than before.

"What's the matter, Uncle Zhang?" Ye Feiwan said, his voice a little hoarse due to tension.

"..." Butler Zhang paused, "Miss, it's... the prince has come..."

"I won't see you." Ye Feiwan interrupted him.

"No," Steward Zhang said in a low voice, "My lord... ordered someone to remove the seal of Jinluobuzhuang, and sent someone to invite the young lady to come over, saying... If the young lady doesn't go, Jinluobuzhuang will be in ruins."

ruins!

Ye Feiwan raised her eyes suddenly, for some reason, she thought of the phrase in her dream, "If you don't want to, I will do whatever it takes to destroy everything about you."

Feng Qing was clearly threatening her!
"Miss?"

"I see, Uncle Zhang." She finally replied in a low voice.

……

afternoon.

When Ye Feiwan arrived at Jinluobu Village, half an hour had passed.

Jinluobuzhuang is not prosperous, it is just a simple storefront, but Ye Changlin started his business here, and this place... bears the history of the rise and fall of the Ye family.

But at this moment, the gate of the cloth village was full of guards in official uniforms, guarding both sides with broad knives. In the cloth village, the silk and satin were already a little dusty. There, with a cup of tea in his hand, followed by the trembling shopkeeper.

Seeing Ye Feiwan coming, the shopkeeper's expression was slightly relaxed just now: "Miss..."

Feng Qingben's hand holding the cup was slightly tight.

He once didn't recognize her as a princess, and he didn't like others calling her a princess, but now, the word "Miss" is even more harsh.

Looking up, he slowly looked at the woman standing at the door, she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, her face was slightly pale, perhaps because she came in a hurry, her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Feng Qing, what are you going to do?" She looked at him and asked.

Feng Qing looked her up and down, and said in a low voice, "Ye Feiwan, didn't you say you want Jinluobuzhuang?"

(End of this chapter)