The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 218 I want to eat fried chestnuts
Ye Feiwan never imagined that she would become famous just by standing behind Fu Xian for a short while.

There are even rumors that the woman who appeared with Mr. Fu Xian, although half covered her face, has a slender figure, like smoke and mist, really incredible.

When Ye Feiwan first heard this, he had only one thought in his mind—the rumors are really unbelievable.

What made her even more unexpected was that some literati drew her portrait and put it in the study in the city for people to see.

However, she only heard about it.

If so, another three or five days passed.

Ever since Fu Xian said that inexplicable thing that night, and said that he was "obsessed with ghosts", he seldom took her with him when he went out.

Ye Feiwan went to find Fuxian on purpose, saying that he couldn't live without pay, and if he didn't want to see him, he could just quit her, but Fuxian didn't say a word.

So...she became the most idle person in Ruyi Pavilion.

In the Ruyi Pavilion, those who knew that Ye Feiwan was the woman on stage that day would casually walk to the backyard and only look at her from afar, perhaps seeing her wearing ordinary clothes without makeup, and returning disappointed.

Especially today, she stayed alone in the backyard wing.The person who pretended to come to see her casually before came here even more openly this time.

It's getting late.

But at this moment, a light voice came from a person behind him: "Is it leisurely?"

Ye Feiwan was so annoyed that he couldn't even distinguish his voice: "Look again, five taels of silver!"

"..." There was a moment of silence behind him, "You will make money."

It was clearly Fu Xian's voice.

Ye Feiwan turned her head, the surprise in her eyes couldn't be concealed: "You go back..." But thinking of his estrangement in the past few days, he looked a little more cautious, "Mr. Fuxian."

Fu Xian's face darkened, a few days ago he was obsessed with saying that he didn't care about her "ugliness", his heart was so agitated, he could only avoid it.

But he didn't expect that he would be even more disturbed if he didn't see him. When he finally came back today, he heard her call "Mr. Fuxian" so respectfully?
"Go out with me." He said coldly.

"Now...it's time for me to go home, right?" Ye Feiwan looked at the dark sky and spoke very softly.

"Huh?" Fu Xian squinted his eyes, "The matter of monthly salary..."

"However, there is still time to go out with Mr. Fuxian." Ye Feiwan immediately changed his words.

Fu Xian froze for a moment, and finally slowly revealed a smile, this is the right way, not... her alienation from him just now.As for that night, it was just his illusion. It was caused by the night and had nothing to do with his state of mind.

After persuading himself for a while, he rubbed the center of his brows, and hummed softly without any annoyance: "Ye Feiwan, you can be a little bit more stupid."

Ye Feiwan: "...Where are we going?"

"Us?" Fu Xian paused.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just us." Fu Xian curled his lips into a chuckle, "Didn't it mean that there was a scholar who made your portrait in the study in the city? Let's go and have a look."

……

After a stick of incense.

Ye Feiwan silently stared at a painting hanging in his study. It must be said that literati always have such a rich imagination.If the woman who was still holding the pipa half covered her face, if she hadn't called out "I met a woman by chance in Ruyi Pavilion", she would never have imagined that this person was actually herself.

And...you can draw him when you draw her, why do you want to draw Fu Xian who is on the side?
Fu Xian looked at it for a long while, and finally shook his head frequently and said: "The pen of a literati is not trustworthy! You actually compare me with you." But his brows were clearly happy.

Ye Feiwan: "...Hey!" Although she is not as fairy-like as those literati praise her, she is not as bad as he said, is she?
But Fu Xian only chuckled sullenly: "You go to the door and wait for me."

"What?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"The door!" Fu Xian repeated.

Ye Feiwan took a last look at the portrait, although she was not like her, but she was painted so beautifully, she wanted to see more, but finally, under the urging of Fu Xian, she walked to the door silently.

Fu Xian looked at the back of the woman, walked aside, and said to a man who looked like a scholar who was seriously flipping through the Book of Songs: "Did you draw that painting?"

"It's Xiaosheng..." The scholar was about to respond, but was stunned when he saw the person in front of him, "You are Fuxian..."

"Hush." ​​Fu Xian gave him a threatening look, and cast a glance at Ye Feiwan, who was unresponsive at the door, "How long has this painting been hanging?"

"It's been three days. Of course, if you don't want to, I'll take it off..."

"No need." Fu Xian stopped him, "I heard that King Jing Yuan occasionally comes to your study?"

"Yes, the humble house is a place where many students come to study, and there are also many students of King Jingyuan."

"En." Fu Xian raised his eyebrows with great interest, "Then wait for King Jing Yuan to come and admire this painting, then send it to the Ruyi Pavilion." He slowly took out a few from his sleeves The bank note, "You write like a god, I want to hide it."

The scholar's face brightened, he was not a money-greedy person, but... he was appreciated by others, and he nodded repeatedly.

Fu Xian lowered his eyes, turned around and walked to the door, looked at the woman's back, and finally snorted after a while: "Let's go."

It was getting late, but it was not time for the curfew. Many shops were lit with lanterns, and the streets of the capital were extremely bustling.

It was rare for Fu Xian not to use the carriage, and the two walked slowly.

Ye Feiwan glanced at Fu Xian a few times, wondering what he was doing in the study just now, but this man never gave her the slightest look.

A moment of silence.

"Ye Feiwan." Fu Xian suddenly made a sound.

Ye Feiwan looked up at him: "Huh?"

"What happened that night..." Fu Xian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "It's just because of the darkness, what I said..."

"I know, those are just your random words." Ye Feiwan followed his words.

Fu Xian was startled, and then looked gloomy, obviously this was what he was thinking in his heart, but why... being told by this woman himself, he would... be so uncomfortable?
On both sides of the street, only pedestrians are in a hurry.

The two were silent for a while.

"Hey, for the sake of your self-knowledge, how about I agree with you?" Fu Xian walked a little slower, without looking at Ye Feiwan, and spoke very casually.

"what?"

"My lord said, I promise you a condition!" Fu Xian said again, never looking at her.

"Any condition is acceptable?" Ye Feiwan turned to look at the person walking beside him unknowingly.

"En." Fu Xian's voice was extremely soft.

But the next moment, Ye Feiwan suddenly said quietly: "I want to eat fried chestnuts."

She stared intently at the corner of the street ahead, the shop that roasted chestnuts had long been closed, and it was deserted.

It seems... It's been a long time since I ate, and I thought about it inexplicably.

Fu Xian's face darkened: "It's just this?" It's rare for him to show kindness, but she actually...

Ye Feiwan nodded.

"You woman, that's all you can do!" Fu Xian snorted softly, threw her off, and strode forward.

Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes, watched his back disappear not far away, and then opened her eyes wide.

She...should have made a condition to write off the 5000 taels!

But Fuxian... seems to have left in anger.

Ye Feiwan smiled helplessly, she was indeed worthless, and at this moment she still wanted to show off her appetite.

Walking slowly towards Ye Mansion, full of bewilderment.

I don't know how long.

"Crack" a stone hit her shoulder.

Ye Feiwan frowned slightly, and looked up, the man who had already left was standing on the wall looking down at her with anger in his eyes.

She was about to speak: "Mr. Fuxian..."

But before he could finish speaking, a paper bag had already been thrown towards her, like a reward: "I reward you."

Ye Feiwan froze, when the familiar fragrance came, she was stunned, but there was still a hint of warmth in the chestnut: "You..."

"What? If you dare to dislike her, I will take your skin off." Fu Xian didn't look at her, and snorted softly.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, looked at the chestnut in her hand, her expression was dazed, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Ye Feiwan, is it possible that you... are so touched that you want to agree with me?" Fu Xian suddenly raised his eyebrows, his voice raised slightly, and there seemed to be a glimmer of grace between his eyebrows and eyes.

Ye Feiwan raised her eyes and looked at Fu Xian with a rare seriousness. She smiled: "Fu Xian, thank you." After listening to her casual joke, "It's just..." She hesitated.

Fu Xian stared at her small face, dazed for a moment, then realized in an instant, and frowned in distaste: "You smile so ugly." However, there was a trace of uneasiness in his eyes, and he asked back, "Just what?"

Ye Feiwan smiled and said, "It's just that can I change the terms? Use fried chestnuts for the 5000 taels..." His voice became softer and softer.

Just because... Fu Xian stared at her calmly and dangerously for a long time, then parted his lips lightly, and said in a solemn voice, "Wishful thinking."

Ye Feiwan: "..."

But Fu Xian immediately said: "Today, right now! You have to eat up all these chestnuts, not a single one left!"

(End of this chapter)