The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 301 A Female Corpse

Feng Qing had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he saw himself supporting the young emperor to ascend the throne, and saw that the Great Jin Dynasty was stable and prosperous, until finally, he saw himself standing emaciated and staggering in front of a grave.

On the tombstone, the handwriting was always blurred in the past, but this time it was finally read clearly. On the top was written: Feng Qing's wife.

It's not King Jingyuan, just his wife.

Then, he returned to the palace, his face was as pale as paper, and his figure was terribly thin. He seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden, and went to the cold courtyard. He looked at the only sick bed, stroked it, and said in a very soft voice: "You You must be blaming me. But even so, I will find you, trap you by my side, and never let go. If there are other people around you, I will learn the method you used to force a kiss on me... Cough cough cough ..."

After speaking, he suddenly coughed violently, and after a long time, a line of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his lips.

He went forward and lay down on the sick bed, just like the woman lying on it back then, his expression was pale but not concealed, and his voice became softer: "I'm looking for you."

The eyes finally closed slowly, and never opened again.

"Huh—" Feng Qing suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed.

Surrounded by unfamiliar study rooms, bright yellow curtains fluttered slightly, and thin sandalwood came from, deep and gloomy.

This is the palace.

Feng Qing wanted to get up, but he seemed to think of something, his body stiffened for a moment, and he slowly loosened his underwear. Under his chest, there was an obvious scar from a wound.

This scar has never existed before.

This is... the hairpin that Ye Feiwan stabbed at him in that past.

Feng Qing's hands trembled violently, she stood up abruptly, paused when she saw the clothes next to her, and finally chose a white one.

He vaguely remembered that the woman once said that she liked seeing him in white clothes the most.

But in this life, she doesn't want to talk about it anymore.

"Your Majesty?" Outside the door, Gao Feng was guarding, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he was startled.

Feng Qing turned a deaf ear to it, and her clothes fluttered in the air, and the person flew out of the palace, her figure was like a gust of wind, leaving only a little light and shadow behind.

Gao Feng hurriedly followed.

Feng Qing didn't go anywhere else, he just went back to the city gate.

The sky was gloomy and there were few pedestrians.

Feng Qing walked out of the city gate in a daze, his footsteps gradually slowed down, he was always calm, but... when he saw the dazzling dark blood stain not far ahead, his footsteps froze suddenly.

"Your Majesty." Gao Feng followed up panting.

"Where is it?" Feng Qing's voice was extremely calm.

Gao Feng paused: "What?"

Feng Qing's Adam's apple tightened slightly, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, and he said with difficulty: "Yesterday, the person who jumped from the tower."

Gao Feng froze for a moment, then fell silent.

Feng Qing finally withdrew her gaze and turned to look at him: "Where's the person?"

Gao Feng hesitated: "The subordinates were ordered by the emperor to intercept at another city gate, and this place..." Gao Feng's voice choked up when he said this, "The emperor fainted in the tower that day and disturbed everyone. One after another announced that the imperial physicians came to rescue him, no one paid attention to the people under the tower, and his subordinates led people to come here again, and there is no one here..."

No one noticed.

Listening to these words, Feng Qing realized that what Ye Feiwan said was true. In this capital city, there was no one to miss her, and few people cared about her.

That's why she left cleanly, preferring to destroy herself rather than stay.

But, how could she leave so thoroughly after he remembered everything?How could it be... the last sentence left to her was a plain "I'm leaving"?
"Send someone to search," Feng Qing heard her own voice cold, "Turn the capital upside down and find him, and then send some people to search outside the city. The carriage can only travel three or two hundred miles a night. Find! Live to meet people, die..."

Having said that, he paused, his face suddenly pale as paper.

He wants to live her.

"Your Majesty," Gao Feng paused, "The tower is five feet high, if it falls from above, I'm afraid..."

"Go find it!" Feng Qing's voice was hoarse.

Gao Feng bowed his head in a hurry, sighed softly for a long time, and left with a bow.

Feng Qing still looked at the bloodstain on the ground, he didn't believe she was dead.

Ye Feiwan's life was very late, how could he die so easily?

Turning around, he walked on the street in a daze, but his expression was completely dazed, as if the world was so big, but there was no place for him to hide, standing alone and alone.

I don't know how long, there was a sound of respectful kneeling before my eyes.

He fixed his eyes and came to the palace unknowingly.

Feng Qing was startled, but finally walked inside without saying a word.

She once lived in this outer courtyard. In her previous life, she hung lanterns in the courtyard. In this life, she often takes a nap in the gazebo.

The inner courtyard is the place where she once lived, and there is always a candle burning here, which makes people feel at home.

He looked at the bricks, tiles, plants and trees here, and was startled. It turned out that what he gave her was nothing more than glory, wealth, power and status, and it was always her who tried hard to give him a home.

He ended up in Cold Court.

In the cold courtyard, the old crooked neck tree is still there, but now that late autumn has come, the dead leaves have already fallen to the ground, leaving only a ruined scene.

Feng Qing caressed the tree trunk in a daze. The lonely swing was still floating. In a trance, he seemed to see the delicate appearance of the woman in plain clothes sitting on the swing with a wreath on her head.

With a pain in his heart, Feng Qing got up and walked into the room, the dilapidated tables and chairs, and the dim environment.

Did she... just end her previous life here?
She used to be such a bright and flamboyant daughter of the Ye family, when... she became a bird in a cage because of him?
What did he... on earth do?
Feng Qing stayed in the cold courtyard.

He has never been able to rest, as long as he closes his eyes, he can hear the woman on the city tower say "I'm leaving" lightly that day, turn around and jump off the city wall, without any nostalgia.

Then, he would wake up from the dream with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and he would be in panic all day long.

He had been sitting in a daze, as if his heart had fallen into a dark abyss, and he would never recover.

After an unknown period of time, there was a stabbing pain in the eye sockets, which seemed to be a little warm, but he just ignored it.

That woman must still be alive, why is he... so sad!
Until the sound of hurried footsteps came, Feng Qing's froze eyes finally wavered a little.

Gao Feng walked in: "Your Majesty, there is a place in the outskirts of the city..." The voice stopped abruptly, he looked at the man in white clothes in front of him, and felt that he was much thinner, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "You... bleeding."

Feng Qing frowned: "What?"

"Your eyes are red..." Gao Feng's voice was hoarse.

Feng Qing was stunned, and after a long time stretched out his hand to touch the warmth under his eyes, but his fingertips were all scarlet, which turned out to be... glaring blood.

"This subordinate will announce the imperial physician..." Gao Feng turned around and was about to leave.

"Nothing," Feng Qing's voice was still lifeless, without any waves, "Is there... news?"

Gao Feng froze: "Back to the emperor, not far from the outskirts of the city, a female corpse was found."

(End of this chapter)