The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 243 Don't Care About You
Ye Feiwan hadn't left the house for more than ten days.

He counted the money that Uncle Zhang had received, and then looked at the accounts of the Ye Mansion in the past.

When the house was ransacked, almost all the properties of the Ye Mansion had been confiscated into the national treasury, even the famous antiques and paintings in the mansion were destroyed, and now only the Jinluobu Village and this huge Ye Mansion are left.

She left some silver taels for Uncle Zhang, and she saved some for herself. The remaining silver taels plus the money she gave him when Fu Xian was on stage last time were enough to pay off the accounts owed to Fu Xian.

"Uncle Zhang." Ye Feiwan looked at Steward Zhang who had guarded Ye Mansion for most of his life.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Butler Zhang hurriedly responded.

"Please go to the Ruyi Pavilion." Ye Ruyi smiled, "You enter through the back door and say that you are from the Ye Mansion and want to meet Mr. Fuxian."

"Yes." Although Steward Zhang didn't know why, he still responded and turned to leave.

Ye Feiwan looked at his back and lowered her eyes slightly.This is very good, people always have to give up and leave, and everything cannot be perfect, because seeking perfection...will hurt others, and it will also hurt yourself.

I thought it would take a while for Uncle Zhang to go this time, but after a while, Uncle Zhang turned back and said, "Miss, Mr. Fuxian is here."

"How could it be so fast?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"I just left the mansion, and I saw Mr. Fuxian get off the carriage," Zhang Butler explained, but before he finished speaking, he saw the man in the dark scarlet robe lazily passing by the front yard of the mansion, but As always, she was flirtatious and stunning, but... her brows were furrowed.

"Yes." Ye Feiwan responded in a low voice.

Over there, Fu Xian had already stepped into the main entrance: "Ye Feiwan, do you know how many days you haven't been to Ruyi Pavilion..." Halfway through speaking, it stopped abruptly.

He squinted at the woman who was standing in the main hall, smiling at him.

Inexplicably, she felt that she was a little different from usual, even when she smiled, it was as if there was a layer of mist behind her, making it hard for people to see what was in her heart.

She also lost a lot of weight, and the pair of eyes that lined her eyes became bigger and bigger on her face, but... they were hollow inside.

Fu Xian frowned, such a girl easily made him unhappy.

"Fu Xian," Ye Feiwan seemed not to have heard his complaint just now, and nodded his head to signal, "A few days ago, I was sick in bed, so I couldn't go out."

"Really?" Fu Xian looked at her with obvious disbelief, "How did I hear that you just caught a cold, it's just a minor illness."

Speaking of this, his expression changed strangely, he knew she was sick, and he had asked all the doctors who came to Yefu.But right now when he said this, it seemed as if... he cared about her.

"Mr. Fuxian's words are wrong." Before Ye Feiwan could respond, Steward Zhang beside him spoke up first, "Miss was just cold for a few days, but... she fell into a coma for three days. Xiefeng, Miss is afraid..."

"Uncle Zhang." Ye Feiwan interrupted her.

Butler Zhang was taken aback, and then he realized that he kept his mouth shut.

"Uncle Zhang, go back to your room and rest." Ye Feiwan smiled softly.

Butler Zhang glanced at his young lady, finally sighed inwardly, nodded, turned and walked out.

In the main hall, only Ye Feiwan and Fuxian were left.

After being silent for a long time, Fu Xian finally looked at her with fixed eyebrows: "That illness...was very serious?" So, why did she lose weight so quickly?
"Don't listen to Uncle Zhang's nonsense, Uncle Zhang cares about me." Ye Feiwan narrowed his eyes and smiled, explaining casually.

"Uncle Zhang cares about you dearly, what about you?" Fu Xian took two steps towards her, staring at her with burning eyes, "Skinny and skinny, are you not seriously ill?"

Ye Feiwan's smile froze, she didn't want to recall the scene when she was seriously ill in those three days.

After all, she couldn't tell anyone about that illness, that dream. In this world, she was like a lonely outsider pushed forward by fate.

Seeing this, Fu Xian knew that he was right. She was really seriously ill, but she never thought about how serious she was, so she went to find him.

"...So, it's because of Feng Qing?" He asked with a hoarse voice.

"What?" Ye Feiwan frowned.

"The sudden wind and cold, the doctor can't tell the reason, isn't it a heart disease?" Fu Xian pursed his lips slightly, "...Is it because of the reconciliation with Feng Qing?" Never, someone who can make her worry , there is only one Feng Qing.

Ye Feiwan's smile froze, Fu Xian always knew how to stab a knife in the softest part of a person's heart, her heart slowly relaxed, but after a while she returned to nature: "What about you? Fu Xian," she asked back, "Why do you know that even the doctor can't detect my illness?"

Fu Xian's face turned pale, and he felt embarrassing, he wanted to avoid her eyes, but he stopped when he saw her empty eyes, for a long time: "You really don't know, Ye Feiwan?"

"..."

"Why does my lord know that you have a disease that even a doctor can't detect, don't you really know?" For the first time, he looked at her like this without hiding the wantonness in his eyes.

Ye Feiwan met his gaze and panicked, eager to avoid it.

But Fu Xian suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of her: "Ye Feiwan, the reason why I know about it is because I sent people to guard the Ye Mansion." He stepped forward step by step, seeing her flustered, his heart almost self-deprecating.

"..."

"Because I'm afraid that some people will be overwhelmed if they get along with each other!" He continued, taking in all of her avoidance.

"..." Ye Feiwan never responded.

"Because my son treats you..." Fu Xian's words came to an abrupt end. He lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Feiwan's hand stretched out in front of his eyes, and... holding a delicate pink money embroidered with mandarin ducks. bag.

"Fuxian, there are 5000 taels of silver notes in it. From now on, I won't go to Ruyi Pavilion again." Ye Feiwan's voice was very soft, shallow but difficult.

Fu Xian stared at the purse, and after a long silence, he found his voice: "What?" He paused every word, gnashing his teeth.

"Before, Jin Luobu Zhuang, you paid Feng Qing the 5000 taels of silver note for me," Ye Feiwan smiled, "It's all here, from now on..."

"Ye Feiwan, are you trying to get rid of me with 5000 taels?" Fu Xian asked softly, but the corners of his eyes seemed to be scarlet, and he stared at her intently.

Bank note?The good one paid back the 5000 taels of banknotes, so he never went to Ruyi Pavilion again!

She was just trying to break the boundary between the two of them on purpose!
Ye Feiwan's heart froze, she didn't dare to look him in the eyes, she just looked at the money bag in her hand and said in a low voice: "I know, 5000 taels are stored in the bank, I'm afraid there will be some interest, if Mr. Fuxian doesn't want to, I will pay another 100 taels..."

"You think my lord cares about the 5000 taels?" Fu Xian's voice suddenly increased, seeming to be full of anger.

"..." Ye Feiwan's hands trembled.

But Fu Xian suddenly fell silent, he looked at her.

She is not stupid, she should be aware of it, so she can't wait to get rid of the relationship, and if she can't respond, she refuses to give any hope, even... she is now free.

"Ye Feiwan," his voice finally dropped, "Stop being sentimental, I don't care about the silver, nor...don't care about you."

The last few words, as if squeezed out from the lips and teeth, were extremely difficult.

(End of this chapter)