The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 285: The Emperor Passes Away!

Feng Qing didn't want to admit that when the dark guard said that Ye Feiwan and Fu Xian appeared in the market together and then disappeared together, he was flustered.

Leaving aside the civil and military officials who discussed the matter, he came here on horseback in person.

Based on his understanding of her, she would definitely return to Ye Mansion, so he waited on the way back to Ye Mansion.

Sure enough, he saw the figures of those two people.

Fu Xian was holding a hairpin and inserting it between her plain hair, even though the sky was gloomy, that couple was still the most eye-catching scene.

A concubine's love is beautiful.

But he saw in his heart that there was nothing else but anger, so he stepped forward and said, "Go home later."

It's not too late, go home...

Ye Feiwan listened to Feng Qing's intimate title, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she laughed at herself for a long time.

He has never been so close to her, and he has never acknowledged that the palace is her home.

Sometimes she also doesn't understand, why does Feng Qing act like this, whether she is deceiving others or herself.

"If my inquiries are correct, Fei Wan and the prince should have nothing to do with each other." Fu Xian's slow voice came, speaking lazily, but with serious eyes.

Feng Qing's eyes froze, and he looked at him: "Mr. Fuxian, this time, I really got it wrong." Then, he walked up and grabbed Ye Feiwan's hand, "It's getting late, it's time Go back." The voice was extremely soft.

Ye Feiwan was slightly startled, she looked down at the hands of the two.

Feng Qing's hands were very big, and she easily wrapped hers in them, but her fingertips were very cold, and he was not warm: "Did the prince's words the day before yesterday not count?" Her voice was extremely soft.

Feng Qing held her hand and paused for a moment, he didn't look at her, he just wrote lightly: "I don't remember what I promised you."

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he reacted quickly.

Indeed, he never promised her anything, this is Feng Qing, even if he looked the most gentle that night, he never forgot to bury a favorable introduction in his words.

"What if I don't want to go back with you?" Ye Feiwan laughed at himself.

Feng Qing's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed her hand tightly: "You can't help this." After saying that, she was about to walk across the market.

Then at the next moment, Ye Feiwan only felt that his other hand was being grabbed: "In broad daylight, could it be that the lord interrupts the robbing of women?" From the side, Fu Xian's voice came casually.

Feng Qing frowned, and glanced over Fu Xian's hand, the hesitation in his eyes was instantly condensed, and in an instant he was already cold and solemn: "The civilian girl that Mr. Fu Xian said is the princess of this king, this point, Fu Xian Mr. Xian must know better than anyone else!"

Fu Xian paused and remained silent for a long time, and finally turned to look at Ye Feiwan: "What do you say?"

Ye Feiwan froze, she looked at Fu Xian holding her hand, it shouldn't be like this.

Fu Xian is always hard-spoken and soft-hearted, he treats her very well, but she can't afford Fu Xian any affection.She would rather hurt each other with Feng Qing than hurt the only person who treats her well.

"Fuxian, I have something to say to him." Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes and said quietly.

Fu Xianben grabbed her hand and trembled, he looked at her, and laughed mockingly for a long time: "It's because I'm being passionate." Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of deep darkness.

He let go of her hand, turned around and disappeared into the bustling crowd with big strides.

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at the dark crimson figure with blank eyes.

Feng Qing looked at the way she was looking at the man next to her at this moment, his expression suddenly became tense, and his voice was cold: "Go back to the mansion."

Ye Feiwan came back to his senses, and glanced at the hand that was still held by him: "Can you let me go, my lord?"

Feng Qing frowned even tighter: "If other men touch it, this king can't touch it?"

After saying that, he pulled him directly, walked to the side of the horse, then jumped up, and then realized that Ye Feiwan had been pulled onto the horse's back, Feng Qing flew to sit behind her, and said in a low voice: "Drive -"

The horse neighed, turned and walked into the street with few people.

The breeze was blowing, and the clothes of the two were entangled with each other.

Ye Feiwan squinted her eyes, riding with him for the first time.She could even smell the faint sandalwood from the person behind her, and unconsciously leaned forward.

Feng Qing watched the woman's obvious evasive movement, paused with her hand holding the rein, and pursed her thin lips tightly.

I don't know how long, the palace is close at hand.

The horse gradually stopped, Ye Feiwan just wanted to quickly get rid of the entanglement of the people behind her, and dismounted directly, not wanting to act too hastily, when she fell, a big hand around her waist stopped her from falling.

Feng Qing was startled, her waist was very thin, as if she could hold it with one hand.

Inexplicably...the heart collided violently, and there seemed to be a scorching heat slowly surging in the chest.

"...Feng Qing? Feng Qing?" Ye Feiwan called him.

Feng Qing woke up suddenly, panicked in her heart, hurriedly dismounted and put her aside, with a hint of panic in her eyes.

At the heart, the panic did not dissipate, but became more and more obvious.For the first time, such a strange and warm emotion grew in my heart.

"From now on, my lord should stop saying things that make people misunderstood." Ye Feiwan's voice sounded.

Feng Qing looked at her and murmured, "What?"

"Say something like 'I am the prince's concubine'," Ye Feiwan lowered his eyes, "I am no longer Princess Jingyuan."

The enthusiasm in Feng Qing's heart slumped instantly, and he was completely awake: "Yes or no, it's just a word from this king..."

"But your choice wasn't me." Ye Feiwan looked at him, "Feng Qing, why was Qu Yan abolished? And the former emperor allowed him to return to Qu Mansion to recuperate?"

Feng Qing's face turned pale.

Ye Feiwan smiled, looked away, and swallowed the inexplicable soreness in his throat: "You should intervene, even though you said you cared about me yesterday, but you chose to be free." And she was destined to be abandoned by him that one.

Feng Qing stared at her blankly, her eyes fell on her hair for a long time: "What about you?" Her voice was difficult.

"I?"

"You don't like the silver hairpin I gave you so much? Are you too lazy to wear it after leaving the house?" Feng Qing looked at the brand new hairpin in her bun, "Or do you just like the one Fuxian gave you so much?" object?"

"What did you say..."

Ye Feiwan was about to ask back, but thought of something in the blink of an eye, and quickly stroked her bun. There was only one hairpin on it, which was just given to her by Fu Xian.

And the one that Feng Qing sent her before has long since disappeared.

No wonder... when Fu Xian saw her just now, he said "how can she be so shabby", no wonder Fu Xian gave her a hairpin...

But when did it disappear?
"Ye Feiwan," Feng Qing looked at her frowning eyebrows, felt the strange warmth in her chest, and slowly opened her lips, "If you don't like the silver hairpin, I can give you something else; I will meet the girl in Napang; I will even bring you back personally..."

He paused, then continued: "If... not just caring about...".

After all, the last word could not be uttered, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

The chief eunuch in the palace, with a pale face and cold sweat on his head, his lips still trembling, knelt down in front of Feng Qing, tremblingly said: "My lord, your majesty... has passed away!"

(End of this chapter)