The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 280 I Found a Doctor

When we returned to the city from the suburbs, it was already sunset.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflects everything, quiet and beautiful.

The outskirts of the city were not far from the palace, but the carriage slowly drove along the official road, which was rare and leisurely, and when it arrived in the city, it was actually dark.

As night fell, candles were already lit in a restaurant not far away, and the curtain at the door fluttered in the wind.

"Woo—" But at this moment, the carriage stopped.

Ye Feiwan turned his eyes, puzzled.

"My lord, there are more people in front." The groom's voice came.

"En." Feng Qing responded in a low voice, with no waves in his voice.

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, opened the car curtain and looked out.

"Where is that?" On the opposite side, Feng Qing suddenly made a sound.

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, but when she turned her head, she saw him looking out through the car curtain she opened.

Following his gaze, outside the carriage was a sugar vendor, who was holding a ball of sugar in his hand, moving delicately, a cow had already appeared vividly in his hand.

Ye Feiwan was startled, and said, "It's just a sugar man."

Feng Qing was silent for a long time: "Really?" He murmured in a low voice, "You once bought it with Fu Xian."

At that time, it was also the same night, she and Fu Xian were holding a sugar figurine and laughing among the crowd.

She has never been like this with him, no... Maybe it should be said that he has never pampered her.

Ye Feiwan frowned. Feng Qing seemed to be fussing over Fu Xian all day today, and she let out a soft breath: "Feng Qing, you don't need to worry about these..."

"Go down." Feng Qing interrupted her.

"What?" Ye Feiwan frowned, and then understood, "Feng Qing, you don't like sweets, and you don't need to be like this..."

"Today hasn't passed yet." Feng Qing looked at her.

Therefore, she should continue to accompany him.

Ye Feiwan looked at the man who was staring at her stubbornly in front of him. In the dim carriage, there was only a lantern in the corner, reflecting his eyebrows and eyes, paranoid and gorgeous.

Finally she got up and got out of the carriage.

Feng Qing followed behind, walking towards the sugar seller's vendor.

Ye Feiwan looked at the figure of this noble and unparalleled man, swallowed the soreness in her throat, and walked up to him: "Feng Qing, you don't like it, why bother? I remember there is a piano store in front..."

Feng Qing loves the piano, which is also one of the reasons why she studied the piano art so hard in her previous life.

"How do you know I don't like it?" Feng Qing turned to look at her, "Can't I like it?" He asked back.

"..." Ye Feiwan met his gaze in astonishment, and felt for a moment...he wasn't talking about sugar man, but...her.

"You're acting affectionate again." Feng Qing pursed her thin lips and walked forward in a panic.

Ye Feiwan looked at his figure: "Yeah, I'm being affectionate again." She murmured in a low voice.

That handsome figure finally walked in front of the street vendor full of street spirit, the calmness and dignity all over his body were so incompatible.

Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes. In the past, she was greedy after all, trying to drag such a person into the "mortal world".

"Girl, look at our jewelry..." A street vendor greeted us with a loud voice.

Ye Feiwan turned his eyes, and under the dim yellow lantern, the jewelry shone brightly.

Ye Feiwan was used to seeing beautiful jade, gold and silver, those jewellery, but Ye Feiwan didn't look at them much, but his eyes fell unconsciously on a pair of mandarin duck buckles in the corner, the red and black threads intertwined with each other were strung with two round beads.

So delicate.

Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes, and unconsciously held the mandarin duck buckle in her hand.

"Young lady has a very good eye. This item is very popular in Beijing today," the vendor hurriedly said, "This mandarin duck buckle is an inseparable pair. You can give the other half to your sweetheart. separation."

To grow old together, never to be separated...

Ye Feiwan caressed the beads on it, it was indeed a good meaning, but it was not meant for her.

"How much is this one?" Ye Feiwan picked up the red mandarin duck buckle and put it on his wrist, looking at it. She liked the small size.

"This... mandarin duck buckles are usually sold in pairs, so there's no reason to sell them individually," the vendor was perplexed for a moment, but still said, "Girl, if you really want it, give me a penny."

Ye Feiwan nodded, just about to take out the money bag, and then realized that since he entered the palace, not to mention the money bag, even Sui Yin didn't have it on him.

She's really... nothing.Finally, he smiled uncomfortably: "Sorry..."

On the side, a hand with strong knuckles handed over a tael of silver: "Is that enough?" The voice was clear and sweet, and it rang in Ye Feiwan's ears, mixed with the pleasant cold fragrance and the sweetness of sugar. greasy aroma.

"Enough, enough!" The vendor nodded hastily.

Feng Qing nodded, turned to look at Ye Feiwan, and stretched out her hand to bring a sugar figurine in front of her without saying a word.

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at the sugar man, she knew Feng Qing's stubbornness, if she didn't take it now, he would not stop.

Finally, he reached out and took it: "Thank you."

Feng Qing's hands were slightly condensed. It turned out that she was already so alienated from him now.

The number of people in the night market gradually increased, and the candles in the distance were dotted with stars, reflecting the bustling and prosperous world, and the pedestrians were bustling with people coming and going in a hurry.

Ye Feiwan took the sugar figurine and walked quietly among the crowd, beside Feng Qing who had a cold aura.

They seem to seldom walk side by side like this, and the only few times they just went to the palace to attend a palace banquet.

Strange but people dare not approach.

"My lord..." But at this moment, a deep and respectful voice came from behind.

Feng Qing paused slightly.

Ye Feiwan glanced at him: "If you have something important to do, go and deal with it first." He is always busy, she knows it, and she will no longer have the petty thought of letting him give up those important things to be with her.

Feng Qing frowned and said, "Find a quiet corner, and someone will protect you secretly. I... will be back in a while."

For the first time, I wanted to tell her whereabouts.

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and nodded quietly.

Feng Qing glanced at her, and finally followed the hidden guards in disguise to a corner.

"How is it?" He lowered his eyes, his voice was cold and serious, without any hesitation just now.

"Going back to my lord, I have gone to investigate according to your order," the dark guard bowed his head respectfully, "As the lord expected, the doctor who took the princess's pulse a few days ago hastily moved away from the capital, and no one knows where he is."

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, as expected.When Ye Feiwan said that he couldn't conceive that day, he believed her.

She always said that he didn't believe her, but now he did.But what did you get?
"When did the doctor move out of the capital?" He asked hoarsely.

"On the second day after I checked the princess' pulse."

Ye Feiwan said the day before that she was infertile, and the doctor left Beijing the next day.

Feng Qing couldn't even comfort herself, everything was just a coincidence.

There was bursts of ecstasy in her heart, she might not be unable to conceive, but she was suddenly replaced by embarrassment, would she rather lie, curse herself that she could not conceive, and leave him?
"Go down." Finally, Feng Qing waved his hand.

The dark guard disappeared into the night in an instant.

Feng Qing turned around, went around the corner, and looked at the thin figure of a woman who was waiting in a quiet corner.

She is waiting for him.

But he knew that if it wasn't for that "one-day appointment", she wouldn't wait for him.

He hates being deceived the most, but it seems... still unwilling to expose it.

(End of this chapter)