The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 238 He stayed in Ye Mansion for a long time
Please order, and leave.

Hearing Ye Feiwan's words, Fu Xian was taken aback, but quickly regained his composure. He glanced at her lazily: "So, you've made up your mind?"

"What?" Ye Feiwan stared at him puzzled.

"Have you made up your mind that you were completely kicked out of Prince Jingyuan's mansion by Feng Qing?" Fu Xian said again slowly, although his face was fine, but his eyes were clearly gloating.

Despicable people!

Ye Feiwan glared at him, turned around and was about to enter the Ye Mansion.

"Ye Feiwan!" But he was called again.

Ye Feiwan kept moving and knocked on the door of Ye Mansion.

"Ye Feiwan, you didn't want to go to Yancheng, but Yanyang, right?" Fu Xian's voice came softly.

Ye Feiwan's back froze, as if... the city she once kept in her heart was suddenly revealed to the public.

"Today, Feng Qing took other women to the south, and the place they went was Yanyang, right?" Fu Xian still said, even walked forward, the voice rang behind her.

Ye Feiwan turned around abruptly, met Fu Xian's gaze, raised her head and stared at him, her tone tense: "Fu Xian, what exactly do you want to do when you ask these questions?"

The moment he asked, he couldn't hold back the slight redness of his eye circles.Fu Xian... always likes to sprinkle salt in people's wounds.

Fu Xian lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. Her eyes were as bright as if they had been washed by a mountain spring: "Ye Feiwan, do you want to get Feng Qing?" He asked in a low voice, his voice slightly hoarse.

Even though he was unwilling, he had to admit that after all, there was only one Feng Qing who could move her thoughts like this.

"..." Ye Feiwan fell silent.

"Do you need me to help you?" Fu Xian continued, his voice pretending to be casual, but his body was as tight as iron.

"It's not like that, Fu Xian," Ye Feiwan murmured passionately, as if in a daze, "Is it... now that Ye Feiwan, who has nothing, finally married Feng Qing, who is so superior, and dared to mention the matter of Heli , really don’t know what’s good or bad?”

In this capital, too many people think that Feng Qing can't bear her domineering;
Everyone thought that Ye Feiwan, who was chasing after the man, had already lost his backing, so naturally he would not reconcile with Li and give up such a proud man like Feng Qing.

"..." Fu Xian stared at her without saying a word.

"Fuxian, the matter of reconciling Li is serious from beginning to end." She has never joked before, and she will not joke about it.

From the time she said the first sentence "He Li" to Feng Qing, she has been serious and can't be more serious.

Even if no one would believe that she would let go of the position of the rich and honored concubine, even if the people in the capital said that she was able to marry Feng Qing because of the good deeds of her ancestors.

In front of her, Fu Xian frowned and looked at her heartily.

long time...

"So, Ye Feiwan is not a means of playing hard to get?" He asked very seriously.

"...No." Ye Feiwan shook his head.

"So, you actually want to reconcile?" Fu Xian continued to ask.

Ye Feiwan was silent for a long time, then slowly raised her head to look into his eyes, "Yes."

Want to reconcile, don't want to do this anymore, and torture each other with Feng Qing.Even if she did it all over again, she still couldn't beat him.

Since she fell in love first, she has already lost.In her previous life, when she cast a glance at Feng Qing for ten thousand years, she lost.

In this life, she had promised to protect her heart well, but every time Feng Qing approached and protected her secretly, no matter how unwilling she was to admit it, her heart was still moved.

But now, she just wants to hold her heart in her arms and never give it to anyone.

Fu Xian's tense body relaxed a little, and said for a long time: "Are you willing?" The ending sound slightly raised.

"Why are you willing?" Ye Feiwan asked back.

"If you really enter the palace to ask for an order, then there is no possibility of going back on your word." Fu Xian stared into her eyes, and asked again, "Are you willing?"

There is no possibility of repentance.

Ye Feiwan felt very calm when she heard his words, she nodded: "I am not reluctant."

"Very good." Fu Xian nodded, turned his head and looked around, "It's getting late now, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"Why pick me up?"

"Aren't you going to enter the palace?" Fu Xian raised his eyebrows and smiled at her, and in an instant he disappeared into the night.

Ye Feiwan stared at his back in a daze, and turned around to enter the house after a long while.

That's it, she thought.

……

In the early morning, just after dawn, Ye Feiwan heard a knock on the door.

"Miss, Mr. Fuxian is waiting for you outside!" came the voice of Butler Zhang.

Ye Feiwan suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the curtain above his head, his consciousness was still a little wandering, but he was already awake.

That's right, Fu Xian said that he would pick her up today.

I never thought it would be so early.As if he was the one with important matters.

But in the end, she still collapsed.After washing up, I just walked out of the mansion.

Fuxian's carriage was waiting at the door, and Fuxian was leaning lazily against the sedan chair wall, still wearing a dark scarlet robe, but the pattern of the skirt was different from yesterday's. When she came, he frowned slightly: "Why so late?"

Ye Feiwan had no choice but to say, "Young Master Fuxian, the sky is only getting brighter now." He came too early.

Fu Xian was slightly startled, then narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Maybe I am looking forward to the scene where you are kicked out of Prince Jingyuan's residence too much."

"..." Knowing that there was nothing good to say from him, Ye Feiwan simply ignored it, quietly leaning against the wall of the sedan chair, and let the rickety carriage take her towards the palace.

On the opposite side, Fu Xian was always looking at her.

He always remembered the first time they met, when she threw a handful of green onions at him, her eyes were full of light, like gems, full of vitality.

But now, her chin is sharp and thin, and her complexion is a bit tired. She didn't rest last night, well, after all... She has to be busy with reconciliation today.

"Woo—" Outside the carriage, the groom let out a low voice, "My lord, we're here."

Across the moat, the majestic imperial palace was not far ahead. The sky was gloomy today, as if shrouded in a cloud of smog.

Ye Feiwan opened her eyes, glanced outside the car curtain, got up and got out of the carriage, her hands were cold: "Thank you, Mr. Fuxian." She thanked quietly.

In the carriage, no one made a sound.

Ye Feiwan didn't pay much attention to it, and slowly walked towards the steps of the arch bridge beside the moat.

"Ye Feiwan," Fu Xian's voice was extremely soft, and it sounded behind him.

Ye Feiwan didn't look back, but stopped quietly.

"Yesterday when Feng Qing went south to Yanyang, he stayed at the gate of Ye Mansion for a long time," Fu Xian said quietly, "This time I brought Qu Yan on purpose, probably to show you."

I didn't want to say it, but I said it anyway.

He was afraid that she would regret it.

"..." Ye Feiwan was really silent.

Fu Xian laughed at himself: "If you go back on your word, I will send you back..."

"Thank you for telling me this, Fuxian," Ye Feiwan interrupted him, "I have entered the palace."

Then, he walked towards the misty and hazy Miyagi alone.

(End of this chapter)