The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 291 I don't want to have your child
Feng Qing came back very late today.

There were a lot of political affairs in the court, and at first there were still several forces that were ready to move because of Feng Rong's death, and the pedantic old officials even said: the heir can't succeed to the throne.

It wasn't until Feng Qing took out the secret imperial edict that Ye Feiwan had asked for, and silenced everyone.

That secret edict...

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, Ye Feiwan begged for him, but now...

He didn't know when his footsteps stopped at the entrance of the vestibule, and he turned his eyes to look at the window, it was pitch black.These days, it's always like this.

Ye Feiwan never waited for him.

In the past, when she ignored him, a few candles would be lit in the room, so that he could watch and know that she was still in the room.But since returning from Dali Temple, the candles in her house have never been lit again.

It's like... deliberately keeping a distance from him.

When did they become like this?
Her heart tightened suddenly, Feng Qing's face turned pale, and she unconsciously put her hand on her heart.This will always be like this during this time, every time I think of Ye Feiwan, there will be throbbing pain here.

He didn't want to delve into why, because he faintly sensed that it was an emotion he couldn't bear.

Turning around, he finally went to the study again.

The study room was also pitch black, Feng Qing waved back the guards following behind, walked in alone, did not light up the candlestick, just stood in the darkness, walked slowly to the case for a long time, took out the torch, lit it Candles beside.

Then at the next moment, his eyes froze suddenly, and his voice looked aside coldly: "Who?"

But when he saw the person sitting there, he froze.

Beside the table, there was a woman sitting. The woman was only wearing a plain skirt, her long hair was uncombed and scattered over her shoulders, her eyes were deep and bright, but she was extremely calm.

She put on light makeup, her face was fair and soft, only her lips were as red as blood.

Ye Feiwan.

Feng Qing's heart moved slightly, and her first reaction was joy. This was the first time she had seen him in these days.

After a while, he stopped when he saw her silent expression, feeling ominous in his heart.

"What's the matter?" He asked, his voice hoarse and hoarse.

Ye Feiwan stood up slowly, walked up to Feng Qing, and raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

His eyebrows are elegant and dignified, and he looks extremely good-looking.

Ye Feiwan stretched out her hand, and gently traced his eyebrows and eyes with her index finger, and then slowly moved down to his high nose bridge, the cool and thin corners of his lips, until... his finely carved jaw.

Feng Qing's Adam's apple tightened. She was just touching her normally, but he felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

For a moment, he actually felt that she was like a fairy in the middle of the night, even if she killed her, it would be nothing to be afraid of.

"Feng Qing, did I ever tell you that you look good?" Ye Feiwan's red lips parted slightly, her voice was hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Feng Qing was stunned, her cheeks were inexplicably hot.She said it, once, when she chased him in the capital, when the city was full of wind and rain, she said it.

"But, Feng Qing," Ye Feiwan continued, her hand gently moved from his chin to his chest, until it finally stopped on his heart, feeling the steady heartbeat under her hand, she pursed her lips, "You say, How can such a pretty face have such a cold heart?"

Feng Qing's eyes tightened, and his body, which was a little warm, instantly cooled down, and he seemed to be frozen. He looked at her, and said dryly, "What?"

"I made a mistake at the beginning, and after receiving many punishments, I finally admitted my mistake... Tell me, why didn't you let me go," Ye Feiwan didn't respond to him, and continued to speak in a confused voice, "You Why trap me by your side again and again? If you really hate me and hate me, wouldn't it be better to send me to a place where you can't see me?"

At the end of the question, Ye Feiwan was at a loss.

Yes, why torture her like this?She gave birth to Xu before because of the ridiculous extravagance of "Feng Qing can't let her go", but now, it will never happen again.

"You're tired, it's time to take a good rest." Feng Qing opened her lips with a difficult voice.

"I've been resting for several days, Feng Qing," Ye Feiwan smiled. She raised her eyes, looked at the man in front of her through the dim yellow candlelight, and took her hand away from his heart, " Feng Qing, do you know what I have been thinking about during the few days of rest?"

"..." Feng Qing didn't respond, but his complexion became paler.

"I was thinking," Ye Feiwan squinted his eyes, as if recalling carefully, and then chuckled, "I was thinking, if there was regret medicine in this world, I would take it without hesitation, and then Forget about the capital city, Prince Jingyuan's mansion, and everything about you."

Feng Qing's eyes tightened, she dared to say...all of them were forgotten.

But the anger in his chest subsided instantly when he saw the despair in the woman's eyes. He stared at her blankly, stretched out his index finger for a long time, and rubbed the corner of her eyes with the back of his finger.

A tear.

"Ye Shen, you are also tired, and started talking nonsense," Feng Qing turned his eyes away from her gaze, and his voice paused, "I'll take you back..."

"The truth about the late emperor's death, how is the investigation going?" Ye Feiwan interrupted him, stepped back half a step to separate the distance between the two, and asked lightly.

Feng Qing was taken aback for a moment, Xu never thought that she would suddenly change the subject: "What?"

"For such a big matter as the former emperor's death, the prince should not investigate it carefully," Ye Feiwan raised his eyes again, the tears in his eyes had long since disappeared, as if all the pain and despair just now were just an illusion, "How do you count?" I have been in prison for more than [-] days, so it’s nothing to ask about it.”

Feng Qing was silent for a moment: "The late emperor was ill, this time he failed..."

"For this reason, just talk about it." Ye Feiwan still stared at him, "Feng Qing, you should know that what I want to hear is the truth."

She just... wanted him to admit her innocence.

"..." However, Feng Qing was silent.

"Heh..." Ye Feiwan let out a low laugh, walked slowly behind Feng Qing, exposed his hands hidden under the wide sleeves, and indeed saw the clenched fists.

Also, the token of the palace that he hangs on his waist.

"..."

"Feng Qing, do you think I'm really stupid?" She raised her eyes and asked back.

"..."

"Feng Qing, do you think that since you personally went to the prison of Dali Temple to bring me up, because I willingly lied and perjured me, I should be grateful and bow down to you three times?"

Feng Qing's throat tightened.

"Or, do you think it's a glorious thing for me, a shameless and defeated merchant girl, to still have the seat of Princess Jingyuan?"

Feng Qing finally looked at her, looking at her calm eyes, and suddenly panicked in his heart: "I've never felt like this..." His voice became more and more difficult.

Ye Feiwan shook his head: "The death of the former emperor has something to do with Qu Yan, right?"

After saying those words, she had retracted Feng Qing's hand, and the token in her hand was quickly hidden in her cuff...

(End of this chapter)