The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 221 Don't You Want Me?

In the study room, it was as dead silent as falling into an ice cave.

Ye Feiwan stood at the door with a pale expression, her fingertips trembling slightly.

In Feng Qing's eyes, she couldn't see any friendship, only a piece of ice, as if freezing her too, her heart suddenly felt sour.

He never said a word.

Ye Feiwan finally looked away, only to feel...the two of them are so boring, why bother?
Bending down to pick up the burden on the ground, she turned around to open the door.

"Ye Feiwan!" Behind him, Feng Qing suddenly spoke, his voice was as cold as ice like his own.

Ye Feiwan's footsteps froze, and he didn't turn his head back. He just stood still at the door, motionless.

"It's only been five days, Miss Ye can always make something that insults the palace, can't she?" Feng Qing's voice was slightly raised, but the ending was tense and emotionless.

He reached out and stroked the painting on the table with the back of his index finger, from the center of the woman's eyebrows to the veil.

Ye Feiwan's throat tightened slightly.

"Qin and Se harmony?" A hoarse voice came out of Feng Qing's mouth, but the next moment he suddenly put away the painting and threw it aside.

Ye Feiwan turned around abruptly, looked at the crumpled painting in the corner, and then at Feng Qing, who was expressionless, with eyes filled with disbelief: "What are you going to do?"

"Why are you so angry?" Seeing her like this, Feng Qing forced a smile, "Because this king dropped your beloved?"

Beloved...

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned. After a long time, she raised her eyes and sneered like him: "It's just a painting, why is the prince angry?"

"..." Feng Qing hesitated.

"I see," Ye Feiwan took two steps towards him, "Could it be that the prince is jealous?"

"What did you say?" Feng Qing looked at her almost immediately, with panic in his eyes, but quickly calmed down, "I'm jealous because of you?" The voice was sarcastic.

Ye Feiwan's heart was slightly blunted, his eyes were lowered, and he clenched his fists tightly, but he still forced a smile: "Isn't it?"

"Feng Qing, you are just jealous that I am admired by everyone now? Don't you want to see me An Sheng? You want everyone in the capital to think that I am just a poor second-in-law. You hate me..."

"You think I'm because of these?" Before she could finish her sentence, Feng Qing interrupted her.He glared at her angrily, as if he didn't know her.

He got up and took two steps towards Ye Feiwan: "You really think so?"

Think he doesn't want to see her Ansheng?Think he hates so much that he wants her to be scolded by everyone?
Ye Feiwan stared blankly at the man in front of her, and for a moment she didn't seem to recognize him, she backed up a few steps unconsciously, trying to avoid him.

Sensing her movement, Feng Qing's body froze, and his eyes became more and more sinister in the next moment: "What? Ye Feiwan, are you afraid of me?" Otherwise, why did you show such a timid look?

"..." Ye Feiwan remained silent.

"When you married this king, you were not afraid, but now you are..." Feng Qing was still saying, "Back then, I didn't want to reconcile, but now I just want to reconcile every day." Turn, "Is it because of Fuxian?"

He asked softly, but it was extremely dangerous, and he walked towards her step by step.

Ye Feiwan had retreated to the door, and there was no way out.

"Ye Feiwan, that night, you were wearing that white dress, in the Ruyi Pavilion, playing the piano with the man next to you?" She seldom wears white, and he thought she didn't like it, but...it turned out that she was wearing a white dress. Wearing white clothes is actually pretty.

But because of the man next to him!

"..." Ye Feiwan remained silent.

"That night, you were sent home by the man next to you?" Feng Qing still approached her step by step.

"..."

"Now, the portraits of you and other people spread all over the capital, and everyone praised you as a good match. Are you happy?"

"..."

"Ye Feiwan, what's the matter? You used to chase after me with great fanfare, but now, with the same means, you're going to chase the man next to you all over the city?" His footsteps finally stopped in front of her.

"Feng Qing," Ye Feiwan's face was as pale as paper, "shut up."

The same method, the man beside...

He was always like this, never knowing how hurtful his words were.

She never used means to him, but gave him her whole heart. He didn't want it, and just threw it away.

Just like before, on the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he entered the palace and played chess with Qu Yan all night;

Accompanying him into the palace to attend the palace banquet, all you see is his gaze towards Qu Yan;

When his father died, he was with other women.

One pile, one piece, she will never forget.

Now, what right does he have to say that she has another man?
There has never been anyone else, from beginning to end, but Feng Qing.

Everyone in the world can say that she is seducing other men and that she is promiscuous, except Feng Qing.

"Ye Feiwan," Feng Qing's voice was stiff and hesitant. He looked at her and said for a long time, "Why are you crying?"

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned, there was a hazy mist in front of her eyes, she blinked, and finally became much clearer: "Feng Qing, you don't have to speak so harshly."

"..." Feng Qing looked at him, but this time, he fell silent.

"You said, I have dishonored the reputation of the palace again, but as long as you give me and Li Shu, there will be no need to worry about me losing your people in the future."

"..."

"You can also marry the person you love openly and aboveboard, isn't it..."

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing interrupted her abruptly, her face turned pale, "After all you talk about, you really only want to make up!" The voice gritted his teeth.

Ye Feiwan raised her head, her eyes, which had been washed by tears, were startlingly bright, she nodded, "Yes, as long as we reconcile." That was so resolute.

Feng Qing's eyes sank: "Are you in love with him? Fu Xian of Ruyi Pavilion, are you in love with him?" He asked twice in a questioning voice.

Ye Feiwan raised her eyes suddenly, but when she met his gaze, she pursed her lips: "Feng Qing, you never believed me," no matter whether it was her affection or her person, "but... since you care so much Do I love others, why? Are you in love with me?" She asked provocatively.

Feng Qing was shocked, and his face paled suddenly.

In my mind, the figure of a person guarding the lonely grave reappeared again, so desperate.

And the woman in front of her asked mockingly, "Are you in love with me?"

His head was full of pain, and in the end there was nothing left. He looked at her: "How could I... love you..." His voice was condensed.

Ye Feiwan knew this was the answer, so she just sneered, "If you don't love me, don't care who I love." After saying that, she turned around, "I'm leaving."

But it was difficult to open the door.

Feng Qing pressed one hand firmly against the door, and never let go. He didn't look at her, but his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were faintly scarlet.

Ye Feiwan was startled, and then she was exhausted. She looked at the figure behind her and said, "Feng Qing, what do you want to do?" Her voice had calmed down, and there was no wave.

Feng Qing's hand trembled.

What does he want to do?
He doesn't know either.

All the way south to deal with political affairs, but inexplicably flustered, the seven-day journey took five days to return.

But when he entered Beijing, what did he hear?Mr. Fuxian from the Ruyi Pavilion has a beautiful woman beside him. The two are talented and beautiful, and they are a perfect match.

Some even painted it as a portrait and hung it in the study for people to appreciate.

The journey was full of wind and dust, and even the palace did not return, so I went to the study, and I saw that portrait, and I saw... that woman, the woman in white, and the man in the dark scarlet robe beside her, so well matched .

Take off the painting and bring it back to the palace.

In the dead palace, there is no trace of popularity.

He sat alone in the study for a long time, but she came out lightly.

At that moment, he felt that the study had a bit of life.

But she came here just to take away the burden, which contained her document and tooth plate, and after taking it away, her relationship with him became less and less.

So speak up and stop her.

Now, standing in front of him, she was asking him: What exactly do you want to do?
"Ye Feiwan," Feng Qing said slowly, a little at a loss, "Back then, she was determined to marry me, and she tried all kinds of methods, isn't that enough? I still... have to find someone else?"

(End of this chapter)