The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 259 Who is that person?

This was Ye Feiwan's first return to Lengyuan after leaving the palace.

The sky was extremely gloomy, but against the background, the place was as desolate and deserted as ever.The old crooked-neck tree sprouted green leaves, it was the only vitality in the entire desolate courtyard, and it was also... the only sight that Ye Feiwan could see through the window when he was lying on the sickbed.

She stared blankly at the tree, which was the last thing she saw through the window opened by the cold wind before she died in her previous life.It's just that at that time, the tree was withered and bony, and it was full of ruins.

Now... it's spring and summer again, and everything is alive.

Feng Qing's back injury was still not healed, and he was helped into the cold courtyard room, and his movements were extremely slow.

Ye Feiwan quietly followed behind.

The house was dark and dusty everywhere.

Feng Qing waved back the servants, sat quietly on the wooden chair, looked at the tables and chairs, the plants and the trees here, but the unnecessary images in his memory did not appear, instead they were empty.

Ye Feiwan doesn't like the atmosphere of Lengyuan, and every time she comes here, she feels that the overwhelming despair of her previous life is about to press down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

What's more... This time, Tong Fengqing came together.

She looked at the pale-faced man in white: "My lord, Lengyuan is here too, you should keep your promise and let me go..."

"I remember that there was a swing under that tree." Feng Qing interrupted her, his eyes fell on the old crooked neck tree in the courtyard, and his voice was a little dry.

Ye Feiwan froze, followed his gaze uncontrollably, and turned his eyes quickly as if being stung: "My lord made a mistake. No one lives in Lengyuan all year round. How can there be a swing?"

Feng Qing pursed her thin lips slightly, didn't she?But why, in his memory, there was a swing under that tree, and a woman used to sit and swing there, but he... could only hide in the dark and watch quietly, not even daring to show up?
He paused, and pointed to the corner for a long time: "There is still a suitcase in a place where no one lives all year round?"

Ye Feiwan responded: "That's not a suitcase, but an ordinary wooden box..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Ye Feiwan's heart sank.

What Feng Qing said was not because he was curious about the wooden box, but...to test.For a moment, her body froze.

Turning around, I saw Feng Qing staring at her, his eyes were deep and dark: "You really know this place," he seemed to squeeze out of his throat every time, "Have you stayed here before?"

"..." Ye Feiwan was silent for a moment, "No."

"Then how are you very familiar with this place? How do you know that the wooden box is not a suitcase? How did you come here so often in the past?" Feng Qing pressed each sentence, and at the end of the question, his eyes were slightly red.

He felt as if he was in a big situation, and the inexplicable memories, Ye Feiwan's unexpected eyes, and her determination all surrounded him like a net.

As for Ye Feiwan, it is very possible to know the truth, but she doesn't say anything, she always doesn't say anything!

Ye Feiwan was shocked. Feng Qing really knew something. She thought she was the only one who remembered those past life memories, but now...

Feng Qing, maybe she has memories of the past somewhere.

"I'm familiar with this place only because...after all, I was the mistress of the palace," Ye Feiwan tried her best to suppress the turmoil in her heart, pretending to be calm, and added, "Although the prince doesn't want to admit this. "

"If you are familiar with Lengyuan, it is only because you were the hostess," Feng Qing murmured, but suddenly looked at her, "What about you? Who was the person you wanted to see through this king? You Who do you want to look for in this king?"

Countless times, she was clearly looking at him, but she seemed to be looking at someone else. Her eyes were sad, and it was hard to say that the people who watched were depressed.

Ye Feiwan's eyes were in a daze for a while, and for a moment, she felt that she saw the shadow of Feng Qing's previous life in front of her.

Feng Qing in this life still has a bit of spirit, but Feng Qing in the previous life was calm and unfathomable, expensive and cool, not concealing the arrogance in his bones.

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing gritted her teeth, and it was like this again, she was looking for someone else through him again.

Ye Feiwan suddenly came back to his senses, as if he had noticed something, he curled his lips into a self-deprecating smile: "What kind of answer does the lord want to hear?"

Said that she was looking for Feng Qing from her previous life?I am afraid that I will be regarded as a lunatic.Said to be looking for the shadow of another man?Even if she really wanted to leave Feng Qing, she still didn't want to bear the unwarranted reputation of being "watery".

Feng Qing froze, what kind of answer did he want to hear?He just...wanted to know what had happened.

"Why don't you believe me once?" Ye Feiwan's voice was like a sigh, hopelessly dead silent, "If you and I continue to torture each other like this, we will end up like a forest without trees, sailing a boat without water, all in vain. .Maybe one day, they will see each other and hate each other, and there will never be peace."

Look at each other and hate each other.

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled violently, and her temples suddenly ached.

"Destroy me, or kill me, Feng Qing, cripple me or kill me..." In the mind, the familiar female voice sounded over and over again, the voice was slumped, as if mixed with overwhelming despair and hatred.

"Your Highness." The woman in front of her whispered, but instantly dispelled all the noisy voices.

He raised his eyes in a daze, and looked at Ye Feiwan's calm eyes at the moment. The word "Prince" she just said was like a sigh.

"I remember... you were unwilling to call me prince." Feng Qing's voice was extremely soft.

In the past, this woman always said, "It's too unfamiliar to call you prince, why not call you by your first name!"

But now, she calls out "Prince" one by one, calling her so smoothly and... strangely.

"In the past, I was playful, domineering and ignorant." Ye Feiwan also thought of those pasts, but just laughed at himself, "Now I finally understand." I understand, it's not my own, and I can't force it.

Feng Qing looked at her dumbly.

"Since Lengyuan has come, my lord, as you said, you will let me leave..."

Ye Feiwan's words were interrupted for the second time.

There was a loud "boom", and in the gloomy sky outside the house, there was a sudden thunder, but in a short while, the big raindrops had already fallen, and looking at the distance of the roof, it was already misty and rainy.

Ye Feiwan was slightly taken aback.

Feng Qing also looked at the rain that filled the sky, but felt a strange feeling of happiness in his heart.

"It's raining..." His voice was like a whisper.

"..." Ye Feiwan said nothing.

"It's raining so hard that oil-paper umbrellas won't help much." He continued, his voice hoarse.

"..." Ye Feiwan was silent.

"The carriage in the mansion may be inconvenient." Feng Qing whispered.

This time, Ye Feiwan finally looked at him, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked, "What do you want to say?"

Feng Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she never looked at her: "Do you want...to stay?"

(End of this chapter)