The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 228

During the banquet, there was a brief silence following this clear voice.

Everyone turned their heads and looked towards the door.

One person is only lazily wearing a dark scarlet robe, just like a water lily blooming leisurely in the night, with slightly raised eyebrows, full of gorgeousness, flowing eyes, adding a few wisps of charm, so gorgeous, but not feminine at all. Angrily, the corners of her lips curled slightly when she raised her eyes, which only made people's hearts tremble.

However, beside him, a woman followed slowly.

Ye Feiwan didn't know that woman, she wasn't the one who was following Fu Xian this morning, but... a strange woman, she was wearing a pink skirt, she looked pretty, and she only made people feel pity when looking at her.

The two have come together for a court banquet.

Ye Feiwan looked at the two of them, sure enough, there is no shortage of beauties around Fuxian, but he is quite blessed.

Fu Xian also seemed to have seen Ye Feiwan, paused his steps, looked straight at her through the people around him, and when he saw the robe on her body, his eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his eyes and let out a low laugh.

Ye Feiwan frowned, she didn't know he would come today.

Suddenly there was an extra hand on the side of the shoulder, Ye Feiwan felt his body stiffen, and was held by Feng Qing with great force: "Ye Feiwan, you are really being passionate again." His voice was deep and deep. Mellow, ringing in her ears, so intimate.

It's like... a whisper between lovers.

But the words are so cold.

Fu Xian's expression was slightly gloomy, and he looked away casually.

Ye Feiwan's shoulders moved slightly, pretending to be passionate?In fact, she never pretended to be affectionate.Be it Feng Qing or Fu Xian, she always knows that they are different people.

Feng Qing doesn't love her, she understands; although Fu Xian has never said anything to her, but she knows that Fu Xian is definitely not an idle person, she doesn't know what his purpose is, but she has no other way to go now .

She tried her best to break free from Feng Qing's shackles, but instead she was held even tighter by him.

"What? Are you afraid that someone will misunderstand you?" Feng Qing asked in a deep voice, his words were filled with anger that was about to rain.

Ye Feiwan froze, drooping her eyes for a moment of silence, then turned to look at him: "What about you? Feng Qing, what are you angry about?"

Feng Qing's hands were frozen, her thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and she did not speak at all.

However, in front of him, the whispers of everyone suddenly came.

"what happened?"

"The clothes Mr. Fuxian wears..."

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked towards the crowd.

All civil and military officials had heard about Fuxian, they only thought it was for fun, and didn't say anything more.

But... all eyes fell on Ye Feiwan.

Most of the people present were either rich or noble, and they had a vicious eye for the texture of silk. No matter how you look at it, the clothes on the princess and the clothes on Fu Xian...extremely matched.

"Is this what you want? Ye Feiwan." Feng Qing's voice sounded slowly.

Ye Feiwan looked into the eyes of those people. She had heard these gossips, but she had never personally experienced them: "What do I want, Feng Qing, you should know better than anyone else."

Feng Qing took her hand and sank, and the next moment he broke into a smile, he said: "Everyone, there are a lot of gossips in this city, it's better for you to trust your own eyes, the king and Feiwan are deeply in love, why bother?" Others talking too much?" His gaze, if there is any, seems to be squinting in the direction of Fu Xian, it seems to be a warning, it seems to be a demonstration.

Not late...

Ye Feiwan's expression was frozen, she had never heard Feng Qing call her so intimately, not even once.

Including past lives.

He called her, except for the indifferent and terrifying "Ye Feiwan", and the alienated "Princess".

Now, why is he doing this?

Ye Feiwan pretended to be surprised, with surprise on her brows and eyes, she looked at Feng Qing: "My lord, how can you say the words about the deep love between husband and wife, you and I, sooner..." Leave.

The last two words were never spoken.

Feng Qing's thin lips parted slightly, and she said a word slowly, interrupting the rest of her words.

He said, "Ye Feiwan, that old crooked-neck tree in Lengyuan has sprouted green shoots."

Yes, now the early spring is coming, and the grass and trees are sprouting green shoots.

But... the cold yard, the crooked neck tree...

To Ye Feiwan, this sentence was too shocking.

This shouldn't have come out of Feng Qing's mouth today, this... It was clearly a sentence she asked him in a previous life.

In the previous life, when she felt unwell at first, Shao Yao went to the front yard to beg Feng Qing, and only the imperial physician came with her.

When she was lying on the sickbed in the middle of the night, she seemed to see a figure outside the window in a trance. She thought it was just a dream, and she just wanted to talk. Yet?"

The person outside the door didn't respond, but opened the window. The cold wind was blowing outside the window, and the crooked neck tree still looked withered.

Then, the window was gently closed, and the figure disappeared into the night.

Until she died, she thought that it was just a dream caused by her day-to-day thinking.

Now... why did Feng Qing say this?
"Why... you..." She looked stiff, looking at the man beside her, her voice became a little dull.

Feng Qing never looked at her, his face was pale and his eyes were complicated.

He didn't know why he said that sentence just now, it seemed to be... a subconscious reaction.

But he knew that only after he said these words, could he stop her remaining words of separation.

He despicably used the unnecessary memories in his mind to stop her.

"Feng Qing..." Ye Feiwan wanted to ask something else.

"Shut up!" Feng Qing said suddenly, his voice was stern, and he stared into her eyes for a long time.

Her gaze was clearly looking at him, but it seemed as if... she was looking for other people's shadows on him.

He doesn't like this, she should just focus on him... He's not anyone's substitute.

Suddenly angry in the bottom of my heart, Feng Qing turned around the next moment, and was about to go to the back of the banquet.

Ye Feiwan froze, looking at the man's back.

Was it dropped again?Just like in his previous life, he always left her aside without any scruples.

Leaving her alone to face the eyes of the ministers in front of her.Although those people didn't say anything, those eyes were more uncomfortable than saying a thousand words.

With a "pop", there was a sound of cups breaking during the banquet, which disturbed everyone.

Everyone turned their heads and looked towards the place where the movement came from.

But in front of Fu Xian, a jug fell on the ground and broke into pieces, and he himself blinked innocently: "Sorry, I slipped my hand just now..."

His gaze, if absent, looked towards Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, she forced a grateful smile to Fu Xian, thanked him for rescuing her from the predicament once again, turned around, and wanted to go to the back of the banquet, she had to gather her thoughts.

But...he froze the moment he turned around.

Feng Qing stood not far behind her, looking down at her. After a while, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and led her away from the banquet.

(End of this chapter)