The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 210 Fu Xian is a manly man?
Pay back immediately...

Ye Feiwan's eyes darkened, she didn't have so much money now.

How ridiculous, once the daughter of the richest man in the Jin Dynasty, but now, she can't even get 5000 taels of silver.

"Why don't you speak? Could it be that you want to renege on your debt?" In front of him, Fu Xian snorted lightly, speaking casually.

Ye Feiwan was startled, and looked up at him seriously: "I won't renege on my debt."

"uh-huh."

"I just... have no money." Ye Feiwan was still a little embarrassed in the end, and lowered his eyes to avoid Fu Xian's gaze.

As soon as the words fell, she felt that Fu Xian's aura in front of her seemed to be slightly shivering, she was slightly stunned, and hurriedly raised her eyes, only to see that Fu Xian was staring at her firmly.

"You..." She was about to speak.

"Ye Feiwan, did I warn you not to say 'you have no money' to me?" Fu Xian frowned and stared at her intently.

He still can't forget the first time he met her, she was dressed in silk and satin, and she looked very energetic.

Not at this moment... A woman who is clearly depressed, but pretends to be okay, and frankly says "I have no money"!
It doesn't matter how the listener feels when the sentence is spoken.

Ye Feiwan was stunned, looking back at Fuxian in a daze, thinking that he was angry about "repaying the money", and after a long time he said slowly: "Don't worry, even if I have no money, I can always pay back your 5000 taels... ..."

"Who told you about this!" Fu Xian suddenly interrupted her angrily, what he wanted to talk about was clearly... her!

Ye Feiwan frowned slightly: "We...haven't been talking about paying back the money?"

"..." Fu Xian froze, as if aware of his loss of composure, he took a deep breath, rubbed the center of his brows and asked, "When you were in Prince Jingyuan's residence, how much was your annual salary?"

Although Ye Feiwan was puzzled, he still said, "500 taels of silver." This is the rule of the court.

"A mere 500 taels?" Fu Xian snorted coldly, "How can you be so stingy when you are a prince?"

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, but said nothing.

In fact... even in the previous life, although Feng Qing didn't love her, she was never short of money, even... she sometimes deliberately withdrew thousands of taels of silver and wanted to wait for him to come to ask, but he never took the initiative He came to look for her, and he didn't care about her at all...

No, he took the initiative to look for her once, the only time.

That time, she went to the teahouse to listen to an excerpt, and the man pretending to be a niche was very handsome, even... the lower half of his face looked very much like Feng Qing, but Feng Qing rarely set foot in the backyard, so during that time, she Go, listen to it every day, and even reward some silver taels when you are interested.

So the fifth day passed, Feng Qing came to the backyard, he seemed to be busy for a long time, his expression was tired and his face was gloomy, he said: "The palace never cares for idlers, and the concubine's arrogance and extravagance should be changed so as not to be seen by others. Disgraceful!"

As always, she seemed... the only blemish on him.

"...Are you listening to my son?" Fu Xian's impatient voice came next to his ear.

Ye Feiwan suddenly recovered: "What?"

Fu Xian coughed: "I told you, I need a waiter by my side."

Ye Feiwan was helpless: "Fuxian, I also said, I don't..."

"A thousand taels of silver." Fu Xian wrote lightly.

Ye Feiwan paused for the rest of his words, Qianliang...it really is very tempting.Feng Qing intentionally deprived her of everything, and she had nothing left. The 1000 taels of silver...

"Monthly salary." Fu Xianfu added slowly.

Ye Feiwan: "..."

……

The next day, in the morning, the sky was bright.

After Ye Feiwan washed up, she was only wearing a plain jacket and walked towards Ruyi Pavilion.

She finally accepted Fu Xian.

Although she may not have to bend her waist for five buckets of rice, but that is a thousand taels of silver, and bending her waist once in a while is harmless.

The Ruyi Pavilion during the day is not as lively as it is at night, especially at the back door, it is even more deserted.

Ye Feiwan entered from the back door and walked towards Fuxian's wing in a familiar way.

The backyard of Ruyi Pavilion is already big, there are several pavilions for resting, and Fuxian is not the only one living there.

In the long corridor outside the wing room, I saw a group of people gathered in the corner and seemed to be talking about something. When I saw her coming and her ordinary clothes, I just regarded it as an ordinary person and didn't care. Phrases such as "the emperor, the imperial concubine".

I think it's just a recent story.

Ye Feiwan didn't take it to heart.

Turning around the promenade, there is the most luxurious courtyard, which is the wing room where Fu Xian lives.

Her footsteps were a little faster, but the next moment, before she could get there, she saw the door was opened from the inside, and a person walked out from the inside with a bowed body.

That person is extremely fair and handsome, although he is not as elegant as Feng Qing or as evil as Fu Xian.

Seeing Ye Feiwan, the man seemed to be startled, his face turned red, he nodded to her, and left quickly.

Ye Feiwan squinted her eyes. Ruyi Pavilion is indeed a place where "hidden dragons and crouching tigers" are located. I didn't expect that a young lady would be so good-looking.

"What are you looking at?" The man's voice was low and displeased.

"That man..." Ye Feiwan didn't notice it at all, and murmured, "He's doing well."

"...Is that so?" The voice of the people around him became darker, "Followed by it?"

"Of course not..." Ye Feiwan was just about to respond, but she suddenly realized that she turned her eyes hastily, looking into Fu Xian's eyes.

He was calm, but his eyes had a dangerous light.

"Mr. Fuxian." Ye Feiwan smiled, but suddenly thought that the man just now seemed to come out of... Fuxian's room.

Early in the morning, the young lady walked out of Fuxian's room; at this moment, Fuxian was a little displeased because she had been looking at the young lady for too long; on top of that, Fuxian obviously didn't look like an ordinary person, but she was willing to bow down to the little one. Ruyi Pavilion...

She seems to have some understanding, some hobbies, after all, she can't be tolerated by the world, but she is happy to see these things come true.

"Ye Feiwan, you haven't answered my son yet." Fu Xian squinted at her half-eyed, "Did you like it?"

"How could it be?" Ye Feiwan's eyes softened a little, "Young Master Fuxian, you don't need to taste sour, I have nothing with that young master..."

"Who are you talking about making sour taste?" Fu Xian's eyes tightened, his voice raised a bit, the laziness of the past was gone.

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" Fu Xian gritted his teeth, "How could I treat you like this..."

"You don't like that young master?" Before he finished speaking, Ye Feiwan interrupted him.

Fu Xian's expression froze for a long time, and he looked at her calmly like an ancient well: "You said... I like that man just now?"

"..." Ye Feiwan paused, "You...are not masculine?"

"..." Fu Xian fell silent, looking at her with gloomy eyes.

In the next moment, he stretched out his hand suddenly and grabbed Ye Feiwan's arm. He exerted a little force on his wrist, and when Ye Feiwan realized it, Fu Xian was already trapped between the door frame and his arm.

"Ye Feiwan, I'll let you know right now, whether my preference is masculine or feminine!" He said gloomyly, bowing his head and about to lower it.

(End of this chapter)