The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 293 Take me away

The bustling market is surrounded by people coming and going.

Ye Feiwan looked at the man in front of him, as if his tense days had finally calmed down, so that his breathing was a little difficult.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Xian sensed her strangeness, his casual expression tightened suddenly, and he reached for her pulse with one hand.

Extremely disordered.

"Ye Feiwan?" Fu Xian stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes.

Ye Feiwan reacted suddenly, reaching out and grabbing his hand almost instantly.

Fu Xian's fingertips froze, and the woman's hand was very cold, as if it had been greatly stimulated, and in the cool wind of late autumn, it brought bursts of icy cold.

Ye Feiwan opened her mouth, and each word seemed to be squeezed out of her throat: "Take me away." Her voice was extremely low.

Fu Xian was stunned, and looked at her in disbelief: "What?"

"Take me away," Ye Feiwan said afterward, bending at the waist, "Please."

There is no one behind her to help her, she is alone, and she can only desperately seize every opportunity around her.

It was also at this time that Ye Feiwan finally understood that it was never her changing her destiny, but... destiny was pushing her forward step by step, on the path of her previous life.

Even if she wants to escape, fate will always push her to the "right track" again, but it doesn't matter, she still has this life.

Fu Xian looked serious, and looked at Ye Feiwan with serious eyes: "Do you really know what you're talking about?"

She always pretends to be crazy and stupid, but she knows everything in her heart, so she always avoids his approach.But right now, it was the first time she touched him so earnestly, held his hand and said "take me away".

Ye Feiwan's throat tightened, and he nodded solemnly: "...I know."

She now knows better than anyone.

In the palace, she doesn't want to stay any longer.

Fu Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a long time, then chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows, and resumed his usual teasing expression: "My son hates burdens the most, but...it seems good to have a waiter by his side."

After saying that, he had already tightly held Ye Feiwan's hand behind his back, and walked towards the deserted streets and alleys.

The moment he turned into the street, he held the woman's waist tightly with one hand, and jumped to the top of the wall with a light leap. After a while, the crimson figure quickly disappeared into the street.

Ye Feiwan felt the cool wind blowing by his ears, and finally let go of the apprehension in his heart.

Although... her heart was empty, it was better than the depression and sadness that was about to torture her to death.

After a while.

The gate of an inconspicuous courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

"Here?" Ye Feiwan stared blankly at the courtyard in front of him, feeling like he was empty for a long time, with bursts of panic.

"Do you really think that my lord can take you back to Ruyi Pavilion?" Fu Xian squinted at her. With Feng Qing's wisdom, it was too easy to find out there, besides...

Fu Xian lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, seemingly unintentionally said: "Here, I have never brought any woman here, Ye Feiwan, you are lucky."

"What..." Ye Feiwan raised his eyes to ask back, but met Fu Xian's gaze.

Fu Xian Xu never thought that she would raise her head suddenly, her eyes sank, and her eyes were extremely serious.

"Let's... go in first." Ye Feiwan felt panicked, and reluctantly turned around in a hurry.

"Ye Feiwan." Behind him, Fu Xian suddenly called out to her.

Ye Feiwan stopped, and was about to turn around, but it was dark in front of her eyes. She had already been grabbed by the wrist and pulled into an extremely warm embrace.

Fu Xian hugged her so tightly that it was difficult for her to breathe.

"Fuxian..." After a long time, Ye Feiwan finally found his own voice, it was hoarse and ugly, but he didn't know what to say.

"I told you a long time ago, Ye Feiwan, don't smile like that, at least, don't smile like that to me." Fu Xian's dull voice sounded on her shoulder.

Ye Feiwan's hands that were about to struggle stopped. She felt the warmth of the man in front of her, and her eyes suddenly became hot.

In fact, she also wanted to have someone she could rely on, but after a long time, she couldn't believe that she could rely on anyone.

"It's very safe here. The other people on the land deed, if Feng Qing wants to find out here, I'm afraid he will turn the capital upside down." Fu Xian's voice gradually calmed down.

"Well," Ye Feiwan said in a very soft voice, "Thank you."

"..." Fu Xian didn't say much this time.

"Let go, Fuxian." Ye Feiwan whispered softly.

Fu Xian's hands trembled, and he muttered almost like a whisper: "If you don't want to let it go?" The voice was like talking to himself, and no one heard it.

"What?" Ye Feiwan asked back.

But Fu Xian had already let go of her, and took the lead in pushing open the gate of the courtyard and walking in: "I said, let's go in quickly."

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, and there was a little cold fragrance on her body, which was unique to Fu Xian, reminding her that everything was not a dream.

……

In the middle of the night, Prince Jingyuan's mansion was brightly lit, and guards with torches hurried past from time to time.

Feng Qing stood quietly in the bedroom in the front yard, expressionless, only her face was as pale as paper.The cold white moonlight sprinkled on him through the window, reflecting the loneliness all over his body.

There is no one here.

A dead silence.

However, everything here is as it was when the woman was still there. The bronze mirror was quietly placed on the table, as if she was combing her hair in front of the mirror just a moment ago, and the bedding on the bed was neatly laid out, waiting for it. Returning, a hosta is quietly placed on the dressing table...

However, Ye Feiwan was gone.

that woman...

For a moment, Feng Qing even felt...has she really been here?Why is it so desolate?

Stretching out his hand slowly, he took out a silver hairpin from his sleeve. The red jade on the top, like a drop of blood, was embedded in the emerald green of the silver hairpin.

He knew that she had always cherished this silver hairpin, so he used his privilege to get it back, and he even pictured in his mind thousands of times the picture of the woman seeing the silver hairpin, either happy or expressionless.

But he couldn't deny that when he took back the hairpin, he was secretly happy and even... flattered.

"My lord, my subordinates sent people to the Ye Mansion and the places where the princess used to go, but they didn't find anyone." Gao Feng's respectful voice came from behind.

"..." Feng Qing was silent. He already knew that the woman even got the token, and she really wanted to leave. How could she be easily found by him, but the next moment, he thought of something: "Go to Ruyi!" Pavilion, see if Fuxian is here!"

"Yes." Gao Feng led the order to go down, but it took only a while for the incense stick to say this, "My lord, Fu Xian is not in the Ruyi Pavilion."

really.

Feng Qing's hand trembled, and she held the silver hairpin tightly. She didn't have many people to rely on, but now...would she rather rely on Fu Xian?
Fuxian...is it really this good?

"Pass down the order," he said in a tense and stern voice, "find Wang at all costs..." Concubine.

"I want to see the prince, you let me in..." A hoarse female voice interrupted him outside the door.

Gao Feng's face changed drastically, but Feng Qing remained expressionless.

Peonies were eventually brought in.

"Shaoyao, don't mess around." Gao Feng stepped forward and said in a low voice.

Shao Yao seemed to be unable to hear, and knelt in front of Feng Qing: "My lord, please... let the young lady go."

Miss... Feng Qing's body was stiff, he didn't understand why everyone around Ye Feiwan called her "Miss Ye" when she was clearly his princess.

She is obviously the concubine he is marrying...

It turns out that so many people think she is not suitable for him?

original……

"If this king lets her go," Feng Qing said in a very soft voice, which added to his confusion, "Who can let this king go?"

The moment the words fell, there were bursts of stabbing pain in his heart, which made him hunched over.

(End of this chapter)