The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 244 Invite you to have a big drink!

don't care about you.

Hearing Fu Xian's words, Ye Feiwan thought he would feel relieved, but he didn't... Instead, he was so heavy that he didn't even dare to look him in the eye.

"Since I don't care," she turned her head and looked towards the corner, her voice hoarse, "I'll pay you back the money, Mr. Fuxian, let's leave. From now on, you and I can get together well..." Scattered .

"Ye Feiwan!" After all, before she could say the last word, she was interrupted by Fu Xian.

Fu Xian's voice was urgent and hurried, adding a bit of panic, as if...fearing what she would say next.

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't look at him, nor said anything.

"My lord invites you to drink a big bar!" Fu Xian squinted at her, his voice was no longer sluggish, but with a deliberate joy.

"What?" Ye Feiwan frowned, never thought that his thoughts would jump like this.

"Congratulations that you are finally coming down from court, this young master will spend a lot of money!" Fu Xian continued.

Sure enough, this person never had nice words, but she didn't want to entangle her too much: "I don't..."

"If you go with me, I'll take your 5000 taels of cash, how about it?" Fu Xian asked again.

"..." This time, Ye Feiwan was silent.She knew what Fu Xian meant, and after accepting the banknote, the two of them will be completely cleared up from now on, so... there should be no such unwarranted entanglements.

"What did you say?" She looked up at him.

"Naturally." Fu Xian nodded, "I have always said what I say, and it's hard to follow."

"Okay, I promise you." Ye Feiwan nodded, his eyes swept over the money bag in his hand.

"After drinking the wine, I will accept it." Fu Xianlan waved his hand, turned around and walked out the door first.

Ye Feiwan pursed her red lips, hesitated for a moment and finally followed.

……

The tavern Fu Xian went to was in the depths of an alley, just now when he turned into the alley, he could smell the aroma of wine.

It's just strange that there is no one in this tavern.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Xian sized up the woman who was looking around from the corner of his eye, and asked casually.

"This tavern smells very fragrant from a distance, how come there are no customers?" Ye Feiwan asked with doubts in his heart.

"Oh," Fu Xian said coolly, "Maybe it's because I know that my son came here today."

"Are you kidding me?" Ye Feiwan laughed dryly.

Before he finished speaking, he saw the shopkeeper in front of him running over respectfully: "My lord, the upstairs wing room is ready."

"En." Fu Xian responded lightly, and cast a glance at Ye Feiwan like a demonstration.

Ye Feiwan looked at his nose and heart, and didn't look at anything else, just followed him upstairs.

The wing room is extremely gorgeous, with a layer of velvet carpet on the floor, red sandalwood tables and wooden chairs with a faint woody fragrance, one side window is half open, and a few peach blossoms bloom outside the window, it is very elegant, the cool wind blows in, and the curtains flutter slowly.

Ye Feiwan squinted his eyes.

But Fu Xian was already sitting on the wooden chair beside him, lazily took the wine glass and sniffed it: "It's a waste of money to give you a good wine."

Ye Feiwan stared at him: "Then I just don't drink."

"Okay, take back the silver too, and continue to serve me in the Ruyi Pavilion tomorrow." Fu Xian smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "I am happy."

Ye Feiwan froze for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back and stepped forward: "Fuxian, what exactly do you want to do?"

Fu Xian's smile was slightly restrained; "This sentence, I also give it to you."

"I?"

"Ye Feiwan, are you really happy with the imperial decree coming down?" Fu Xian bent down and approached her eyes.

Ye Feiwan panicked: "..."

"Heh..." Fu Xian sneered.

She was lying, he could tell at a glance, but he didn't bother to expose it.The eyes with a forced smile, the pale face, the appearance of thin chin, and the eyes, too much depression, can't tell the truth.

She thought others couldn't see it, but...he could see it clearly.

"My young master is very happy." Fu Xian sneered with downcast eyes, "Let's come today and not get drunk."

Ye Feiwan looked at him cautiously: "Could it be that you... want to get me drunk..."

"If you're really drunk, whatever happens, I'll be the one who suffers." Fu Xian glared at her.

Ye Feiwan finally said nothing, and sat slowly opposite him, the smell of wine was very pleasant.

She's not addicted to alcohol, but she really can't hold on anymore.

The decree of Heli under the pillow, the dream about her previous life when she was seriously ill, Feng Qingzheng and Qu Yan went south to Yanyang in this life, one pile after another weighed on her heart, but she didn't know who she was born with. explain.

She was grateful to Fu Xian, he found an outlet for her, and finally she was able to vent out the grievance in her heart.

The two of them seldom spoke during this big drink, they just drank quietly.

Drink very slowly.

Outside the window, the afternoon sky gradually dimmed, until night fell, the darkness was complete, and the dim yellow candlelight lit up, but it only made the room more and more lonely.

"Ye Feiwan." After an unknown period of time, Fu Xian's voice resounded.

"Huh?" Ye Feiwan raised his eyes, his eyes seemed a little drunk as if separated by a mist.

"..." Fu Xian was silent for a long time, before he looked up at her, "You've lost weight, you're so ugly!" He said very seriously.

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan responded casually, she was really drunk, and she didn't even have the heart to refute Fu Xian's words.

"In the future, eat more." Fu Xian picked up a glass of wine, whispering.

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan said.

"Don't look at others with puffy eyes and say 'I'm fine', no one will believe it." It just... makes people feel distressed.

"Ah."

"..." Fu Xian fell silent again, he raised his eyes to look at her, and said in a low voice for a long time, "Look at others."

"..." This time, Ye Feiwan didn't respond.

Fu Xian lowered his eyes, and laughed at himself from the bottom of his heart: "Ye Feiwan, are you really pretending to be drunk?"

Ye Feiwan looked at him with dim eyes: "What difference does it make if you pretend to be drunk when you're really drunk?"

Fu Xian didn't respond this time.

"Fuxian." This time, it was Ye Feiwan who broke the silence, "Thank you for today's matter."

"no need thank me?"

"Wine, and... stay with me for such a long time." Ye Feiwan's voice was extremely soft.

Fu Xian's fingertips twitched slightly: "Who said that my son accompanied you? As I said, it was you who accompanied me! It was you!"

"Childish," Ye Feiwan glared at him, "Just count it as me accompanying you." Having said that, she glanced out the window, "It's getting late, it's time to go back, Fuxian."

Fu Xian followed her gaze, and when he saw the darkness of the night, he paused for a long time and replied in a low voice; "Yes."

The next moment, a money bag was handed over in front of him.

He squinted at the money bag, and then at the woman with drunken eyes, she said in a very soft voice, "You said that after drinking, you will accept these bank notes."

Accept the bank note.

Fu Xian stared closely at the cautious woman in front of her, she really...was just trying to draw a line between the two of them from the beginning to the end.

"Yes, I said it." He reached out his hand and took the money bag over in a fit of anger.

Ye Feiwan curled her lips into a smile, turned around and walked towards the door, her footsteps staggered, but she was able to stabilize her figure: "From now on, Ye Feiwan will be truly free..."

The sky is high and the sea is wide, and she is allowed to go wherever she pleases.

Fu Xian stared intently at the woman's back, clutching the purse tightly in his hands, silent for a moment, and finally followed up.

city ​​gate.

As night fell, the place was lit with candles.

The soldiers guarding the city whispered, the lord returned to the capital, it was supposed to be a journey of seven or eight days, but the lord left all the guards and followed the carriage into the country.

He led his servant Gao Feng and several hidden guards all the way back quickly, and it only took four days.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a sound of horseshoes and whips coming from a soldier. The leader was dressed in white, and his clothes were flying in the night, as if he was not like a mortal.

Someone whispered: "My lord returns to Beijing!"

(End of this chapter)