The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 249 He Treated Ye Feiwan...

This is the first time Feng Qing has no scruples in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

In the past no matter what, he has always maintained the appearance of "father is kind and son is filial", and he shows it to the courtiers, and he also shows it to the people of the world.

But...now, he couldn't calm down anymore.

Because, the moment he saw Feng Rong, he knew... Feng Rong did it on purpose.

"You really have too many ideas," Feng Rong coughed lowly, his voice hoarse, "but, can you abolish the imperial decree, and can you abolish the people who asked for it?"

Feng Qing froze.

Feng Rong let out a deep laugh: "That poor girl Ye, kneeling in the seat where you were standing, she would not get up even if I asked her to get up, but I just beg you to come down and reconcile the imperial decree..." At this point, he raised his eyes Leaning at Feng Qing, "In the end, she knelt down until her face was pale and her body was weak. What can I do? How can I really want her to kneel and die in front of me?"

Feng Rong's voice was panting a bit, but... people could hear the deliberation in his words.

It's just...has Ye Feiwan been kneeling for a long time?Just for the purpose of reconciliation?She really... wanted to get rid of him so urgently?

When he went south, when she thought she would find him to give in, she...had already planned to stay away from him.

"I heard that you went south a few days ago?" Feng Rong's seemingly casual voice came from the front of the hall.

Feng Qing suddenly came back to her senses, raised her eyes and looked at him expressionlessly: "What do you want to say?"

"What can I say," Feng Rong snorted, but after a while, he thought of something again, and said slowly, "Qu Yan's eyes are very similar to your mother..." At the end, his voice seemed to be filled with excitement. Kind of a sigh.

Feng Qing's Adam's apple tightened slightly: "She was buried in your hands, why bother to put on a show?"

"Oh," Feng Rong froze for a moment, and finally let out a hoarse laugh with his eyes downcast, his voice was weak due to his weakness, "Do you really think that I don't know what's going on between you and Qu Yan? When the edict to abolish the concubine was drawn up, I already knew about it!"

Feng Qing froze.

"Since you are here today, why don't you make a choice?" Feng Rongben's turbid eyes were filled with light. He reached out and took out a red sandalwood box from under the desk in front of him, then looked up at Feng Rongben playfully. Qing, "Would you like me to withdraw the imperial decree of reconciliation, or should I issue an edict to abolish my concubine and seal you, how about you choose one?"

choose one.

Feng Qing's back was stiff, and he raised his eyes to stare at the person in front of him. In the past, he should have made the decision without hesitation, but... he thought of the closed window.

He knew better than anyone else that if he also made a choice, then Ye Feiwan... really had nothing to do with him.

The wrinkled pain in the heart, as if someone is squeezing there.

He looked at Feng Rong: "This king will not choose. If this king wants it, he will get it himself."

Feng Rong looked at Feng Qing's expression at this moment, his eyes were in a daze for a moment, but he quickly smiled, and his voice was unprecedentedly serious: "You are always so confident, you will definitely be punished in the future."

"Then leave the punishment to the future!" Feng Qing turned around, and his white clothes fluttered, his voice was cold, "I take good care of the emperor, the emperor is not in good health, and if there is nothing important to do in the future, there is no need to go to court !"

These remarks clearly... completely emptied the court.

Looking at Feng Qing's back, Feng Rong burst out laughing for a long time until he coughed.

He chased power for most of his life, but in the end it was nothing but nothing.Feng Qing...will only follow in his footsteps.

Because...he is already on his way!

……

Prince Jingyuan's Mansion, study room.

Gao Feng frowned and stared at the closed door, it has been two full days, and the prince has never stepped out of the door.

On the other hand, Wang Ye will always approve the papers sent.

Gao Feng once went in to deliver meals, and when he came out, he turned around and glanced at the prince standing in front of the window, and felt...his back was lonely and pitiful.

But he quickly put the extra thoughts behind him, how could the prince be pitiful?
"Director Gao, there is a distinguished guest asking to see you." But at this moment, the people under his hand reported.

"What honorable guest?" Gao Feng raised his head, but was taken aback when he saw the woman who was slowly walking towards this side. It took him a while to realize that he and the prince rushed back to Beijing, but now... Qu Yan and his party have also returned .

He paused for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, nodded to the visitor, and then walked to the door; "My lord, someone wants to see you."

"..." There was no movement inside.

"My lord, it's..." Gao Feng pondered for a long time, whether it was "Miss Qu" or "Concubine Gui", they didn't seem to be very suitable, and finally he just bit the bullet and said, "It's a female guest."

This time, there was finally movement in the study, but after a while, the door was opened.

Feng Qing's face was pale, and her eyes fell on Qu Yan who was behind Gao Feng.

Gao Feng didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt... the prince's eyes seemed to dim for a moment.In the heart of the prince...but is he looking forward to someone's visit?

"Ah Qing." Finally, Qu Yan's gentle voice came.

Feng Qing came back to his senses: "Yanyan." He responded, but frowned slightly after he finished speaking. For some reason, a woman's quietly complaining voice suddenly appeared in his memory, "You call her as an intimate Yanyan, but you call me but you don't even talk about it." Names are blunt."

That was Ye Feiwan's voice, but she...had obviously never said those words to him.

"Ah Qing?" Qu Yan was puzzled.

Feng Qing's eyes were suddenly clear, she gave up the side seat, let Qu Yan enter, and then closed the door.

In the study room, there was silence.

Qu Yan looked at the thin man in front of her, and was dazed for a while, only to feel that... this man was getting further and further away from her: "Ah Qing, why did you return to Beijing in such a hurry?" She asked gently, suppressing the bitterness in her voice.

Feng Qing looked at the woman in front of him, but his heart was irritated like never before, and he avoided her gaze: "You just returned to Beijing, go back and rest first."

"Ah Qing," Qu Yan took two steps towards him, "Why... didn't you take me to Yanyang?"

"..." Feng Qing paused for a moment, why...he didn't know, he just always thought of a woman whose eyes were full of light when mentioning Yanyang, her eyes were so bright that people dare not look directly at them.

"Ah Qing," Qu Yan's voice was a bit difficult, "You are because of...Miss Ye?"

"Don't talk too much." Feng Qing responded almost immediately. After speaking, he realized that he was being too aggressive after all, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Don't think too much, you go back and rest first."

Qu Yan stared at him blankly for a long time: "Ah Qing, why don't you want me to think too much? You took me south, but abandoned the most prosperous Yanyang; What, trapped yourself in the study for two full days? Ah Qing, have you ever thought about..."

"This king is just dealing with the backlog in the court!" Feng Qing's voice added a little panic.

"..." Qu Yan looked at him, his voice was a little dull, "Ah Qing, this is the first time...you called yourself the king in front of me, did you...you really walked away? You...to Ye Feiwan ..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Qing interrupted her abruptly, her voice subdued with anger, "I have always called myself my king to Ye Feiwan, how could I like her kind..."

Before the voice fell, it stopped abruptly.

Feng Qing's face was suddenly pale as paper.

"Ye Feiwan, this king can give you power, wealth, and status, except for liking."

"Ye Feiwan, winning the position of princess is not enough, what else do you want?"

"Ye Feiwan, if this king ascends to a high position, wouldn't it be cheaper for you?"

"Ye Feiwan, wait for me... Please."

"..."

Inexplicable words and inexplicable memories crowded into his mind like a swarm.

He has never begged anyone, as if he had lowered himself into the dust, begging someone to wait for him.

To Ye Feiwan...

(End of this chapter)