The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 242 Back to Beijing!

Ye Feiwan's illness came suddenly, and his recovery took only overnight.

After that paradoxical dream, her illness suddenly healed, her body was extremely relaxed, and her person became somewhat more open.

Steward Zhang, who was watching directly, was astonished. A few days ago, when the lady was sick in bed, she invited the doctor to visit her every day. They all said that it was the most common typhoid disease, and it would be easy to take two medicines.

But the young lady took medicine every day, and she didn't recover in three days. Instead, her face became paler and her life was dying.However, on the night of the third day, when the young lady woke up, her high fever subsided, her voice was no longer hoarse, and she was even more peaceful.

Even... Miss wanted to go outside to enjoy the cool breeze that night.

Butler Zhang hurriedly stopped him. If he went through this trouble again, he might not be able to take it anymore. In the current Ye Mansion, there are only the young master and the young lady who are far away in the sky.

If so, he fed Ye Feiwan's medicine for another two days, and the doctor told her that she was not sick anymore after seeing her recover, and then let her go outside to get some fresh air.

Ye Feiwan didn't go out, but wandered around the back garden of the mansion for a while. The Ye Mansion is in ruins, and the back garden is not pruned. It's spring, and the grass and trees are growing wildly, and the flowers are gradually blooming. Although it is messy, It can be seen that it is full of life.

that dream...

Ye Feiwan gently caressed a spring flower in full bloom with one hand, his expression slightly startled.

That dream was so real, so real that it seemed like it really happened.Is the Prince Jingyuan Mansion after her death really like that?Why was Feng Qing in the previous life so depressed?What did he mean by asking her to wait for him?

One pile after another weighed heavily on her heart, making it difficult to breathe.

But after a while, she suddenly came back to her senses, she was free now, what was she thinking about?It's better... to be completely free.

"Uncle Zhang?" Ye Feiwan hurried back to the backyard, took the burden and returned to the main hall, his voice slightly raised.

"Miss?" Butler Zhang arrived soon.

Ye Feiwan handed the bundle to Butler Zhang: "Here are some of my jewelry, please Uncle Zhang, can you help me take these items to the pawn shop?"

"This... this can't be done!" Butler Zhang was puzzled.

"There's nothing I can't do," Ye Feiwan smiled, "Right now, these things are just things outside of me."

"But... Miss, why..."

"I still owe Fuxian a debt," Ye Feiwan narrowed his eyes, turned to look at the paintings hanging in the center of the main hall, smiled lightly, and whispered, "Pay off what I owe, this huge capital city , finally... can't tolerate me."

……

Three days later.

Jiangnan, Liucheng.

With a sound of "huh", Feng Qing woke up suddenly from the bed, her snow-white underclothes was faintly soaked in cold sweat, her eyes were full of panic.

He had nightmares again, dreaming... Ye Feiwan died, and he was drunk like a walking dead, and even had hallucinations repeatedly.

There was a sharp pain between the eyebrows.

Those inexplicable memories, and now this inexplicable dream, tormented him day and night.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Gao Feng's voice came from outside the door immediately. Not long ago, the Jiangnan was flooded, and the lord dealt with the embezzlement of disaster relief money. He successively killed several corrupt officials who ignored human lives.

But the prince clearly didn't need to come in person, but he still... went out with great fanfare, and even... even brought Miss Qu with him.

"It's nothing." Feng Qing's voice was slightly hoarse.

"..." Gao Feng was silent for a long time outside the door, before he asked in a low voice, "My lord, now that the flood problem has been properly dealt with, we will be able to go to Yanyang tomorrow."

Yanyang...

Feng Qing's eyes were narrowed slightly, she should not have remembered the place that woman yearned for the most, but when it was mentioned last time that she went to the wrong city, which should have been "Smoke Sun" instead of "Smoke City", the light in her eyes The eyes that were extinguished, making it difficult for him to breathe, were engraved in his heart like an ax chisel.

Didn't she want to match him with other women?He fulfilled her!

Ben didn't have to come to deal with the flood in person, he traveled a long distance to come in person, and brought Quyan.

She wants to go to Yanyang, he is going!
But before leaving, he finally felt unwilling, and led a group of people to swagger past the gate of Ye Mansion.If it was in the past, she would definitely go out and give in.

In the past, when she was chasing after him, she would always be like this. When she saw him approaching the woman next to her, she was obviously a little tiger, but she was as pitiful as a kitten in front of him.

But...she didn't show up.

Suddenly he became angry in his heart, and led a group of people to the south.

Tomorrow...will we be able to go to Yanyang?But why, there is no pleasure of revenge in my heart, only... panic?
"My lord?" Gao Feng's puzzled voice came from outside the door.

Feng Qing came back to his senses, and after a moment of silence, he finally said: "Go and rest first."

As for Yanyang, he never responded.

"Yes." Gao Feng replied in a low voice, and there was no movement for a while.

It wasn't until there was silence outside the door that Feng Qing got up slowly. He was wearing a loose snow-white coat, lining his tall figure. In the dark night, he was like the white snow in the night, brighter than the moonlight .

Feng Qing walked to the window, and after a long time, stretched out his hand to gently caress his heart. If it wasn't for the beating every now and then, he would just feel like his blood was frozen.

The extra memories and dreams in the past are like pearls with broken threads, but now, they can be faintly strung together——

"They" had a dispute, and during the dispute, "she" stabbed the silver hairpin into "his" chest.The crime of assassinating Jian Guo was concealed by the "he" in the dream, and no one was allowed to intervene.

And "she", kneeling in front of "his" room door, only asked for a letter of reconciliation.

"He" did not agree, and "she" went to the cold courtyard.In the cold courtyard, the fragrance disappears and the jade dies.

As for why the dispute arose, Feng Qing didn't know.

When these memories happened, Feng Qing did not know.

Feng Qing didn't even know why he had these responses!
However, he knew that these were very important to him.

"Knock, knock, knock—" There was a sudden knock on the door in a hurry, "My lord, are you still awake?" Gao Feng's voice came in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing suddenly came back to his senses, and looked sideways at the door, his voice was as cold as ice, unlike his dazed expression.

"... Feige from the capital passed on a letter saying that the princess entered the palace, but I don't know what exactly happened. In the Hall of Mental Cultivation that day, there were only the emperor and the princess, and..." At this point, Gao Feng paused pause.

Ye Feiwan went to see Feng Rong?

Feng Qing frowned, but didn't think too much, just said: "What else?"

"The guards of the palace have seen the butler of Yefu in the past few days. The butler took many of the princess's jewelry to the pawnshop and exchanged a lot of silver. It is said that..." Gao Feng's voice was a little difficult, "The princess is leaving Beijing. .”

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled suddenly.

Leaving Beijing, right?
"My lord?"

"Order," Feng Qing swallowed with a sore throat, and his voice was surly, "Leaving for Beijing tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)