The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 235 Living things cannot be trapped by dead things

dirty.

Feng Qing lowered her eyes, fixedly staring at the woman in front of her, her gaze tightened.

She actually... loathes him so much?

But just now, the person who was crying in the arms of another man at the gate of Ye Mansion was clearly her!

"Ye Feiwan," he gently stroked her chin with his hand, looking into her eyes, "Back then, when you were forced to marry you as the richest man in Jin Dynasty, didn't you feel dirty?"

"In my arms, when you pretend to be another woman and say you love me, don't you feel dirty?"

"When you drug me many times and climb into bed, I don't feel dirty..." Feng Qing's voice became hoarse when he said this, "Now, do you feel dirty?"

In this world, everyone can be afraid of him, or even hate him, but Ye Feiwan can't!

Because...he decided, no, yes, yes!

"That's right," Ye Feiwan raised his eyes, his bright eyes met Feng Qing's, his voice was hoarse but firm, "Feng Qing, you and I are such despicable people in your eyes, now, you and I I have already got it, and I am tired of sitting in the position of princess, and now, you are nothing in my eyes."

Nothing...

Feng Qing's hand holding her chin trembled slightly, only to feel that these words pierced into his heart like a dagger, and his flesh was bloody in an instant.

"Really?" He murmured softly, then suddenly lowered his head, his hands restrained her hard, not allowing her to dodge in the slightest, his lips pressed heavily against the corners of her lips, biting and gnawing, and within a moment, there was a bloody smell .

But he was still unsatisfied, wishing to tear her apart and eat her, his eyes were bloodshot.

It's her smell, that's right, the familiar light fragrance of saponins, mixed with a bit of comforting softness.

It's not... just now during the banquet, the fragrance of the woman beside her.

"Pa——" Suddenly, a slap sounded, which was especially ear-piercing in the silent room.

Feng Qing's expression was rigid, and he still leaned over not far from the woman's lips, the corners of her lips were bright red.

Ye Feiwan was also stunned, and turned to look at her hand. She never thought that she would hit him.

The two of them... don't need to go this far.

"..." Feng Qing did not speak this time, and remained silent for a long time.

The fire on the side flickered, but finally went out.

In the dark and silent bedroom, only the heavy breathing of the two of them was entangled with each other.

a long time……

"Ye Feiwan." Feng Qing parted her lips, and suddenly called out her name in a low voice.

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't respond, but just looked up at him.

"My lord remembers that you once left the capital and wanted to go to Yanyang, but you went to Yancheng by mistake, didn't you?" He spoke slowly, with an exceptionally peaceful voice.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she went to the wrong city.The city I wanted to go to in my previous life, I couldn't go to the city in this life after all.

It was supposed to be Yanyang, but went to Yancheng by mistake.

It's like... She was supposed to have nothing to do with Feng Qing, but forced this fate.

She just didn't expect that Feng Qing could still remember that in the past, he seldom cared about her affairs.

"What do you mean?" she asked calmly.

"It seems that it is so," Feng Qing straightened up, his robes were slightly messed up, but he ignored it, and opened the fire folder again, and the weak flames reflected the whole room dimly, "...the smoky sun that is like spring all the year round .”

"..." Ye Feiwan looked at him with a somewhat ominous feeling in his heart.

Feng Qing just let out a low laugh, the smell of wine was still all over his body, and the corners of his lips were stained with bright red: "Ye Feiwan, don't you want to match up?" He left these words as if nothing, turned and walked towards the door , It's just that the steps are messy.

There was still a trace of blood on Ye Feiwan's lips, and he watched Feng Qing's leaving back expressionlessly.

She didn't understand the meaning of Feng Qing's words, and she didn't want to get to the bottom of it.After a long time, she stretched out her hand and lightly touched the scar on the corner of her lip, and there was a little blood, which proved that it was not just a dream.

A drunk man ran to her in the middle of the night, saying inexplicable words and doing inexplicable things!

Finally, she sneered, but she was startled when she saw Ye Xianyu's letter out of the corner of her eye.

"It's just an empty house..." She muttered these words in a low voice, got up slowly for a long time, and opened the window.

The cool night wind blowing in made Ye Feiwan's consciousness clearer.She stared at the huge Ye Mansion.

In the past when it was prosperous, there were family members patrolling Ye Mansion all night, there were always lanterns burning outside the windows, the candles were lit, and the lights were dimmed, decorating the night, like a home.

Now, there is only darkness left here.

"As expected, it's just an empty house." She said in a low voice, at that moment, as if the things she stubbornly refused to let go of were gradually let go, she turned around, walked back to the bed, and forced herself to close her eyes and fall asleep .

……

The next day, the sky was bright.

Ye Feiwan didn't wake up early, his mind was dizzy, and his whole body was in a trance.

Butler Zhang called her several times before she responded. Today... Ruyi Pavilion probably won't be able to go.

"Miss, are you alright?" Butler Zhang looked worried.

Ye Feiwan came back to his senses, smiled, shook his head and said, "I'm fine." After a while, he seemed to think of something again, "Uncle Zhang, do you think... the Ye residence is deserted?"

Butler Zhang was taken aback, and sighed for a long time: "The people in this mansion are always walking around, how can they not be deserted?"

Yes, how could it not be deserted.

Ye Feiwan's eyes dimmed: "Are you tired of staying here?" She spoke again.

Hearing this, Steward Zhang thought about it for a while, then chuckled: "I'm so old now, I'm afraid I don't have many years to live, it's okay to be quiet, but, miss," he looked seriously at She said, "Miss, there is no need to trap yourself here. I know...Miss is thinking about the past of the master and Ye Fu, but...these are all dead things, aren't they? trapped by living things?"

dead.

Ye Feiwan's eyes seemed to move slightly, she thought for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Getting up, she went out, not to Ruyi Pavilion, but... to the house where Ye Changlin used to live.

The place is still in its original state, and Steward Zhang will come to wipe it down from time to time as usual, just like when his father was still alive.

She caressed the tables and chairs here, recalling the past, and then, she took out her father's favorite pearl hairpin that belonged to her mother, turned and walked out the door.

It's just that when he passed the pavilion not far from the door, his footsteps froze.

At the beginning, Dad died here.

He also lied to her and asked her to bring him his mother's pearl hairpin, but he really didn't want her to see him die, right?

Ye Feiwan couldn't help curling her lips into a low smile, clutching the pearl hairpin tightly in her hand, and murmured for a long time, "I brought you back the pearl hairpin."

But after all, no one responded.

She didn't care about it either, she turned around and walked towards the door of Ye Mansion, suddenly, she wanted to visit her father's grave.

She hadn't said good-bye to him yet.

(End of this chapter)