The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 302 He Lost Her After All

female corpse?

Hearing this, Feng Qing felt a sense of confusion in his heart. He raised his eyes to look at Gao Feng, and remained silent.

Facing his gaze, Gao Feng felt his throat becoming more and more constricted. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "The female corpse... seems to have fallen from a cliff, with fine wounds all over her body, and signs of a broken carriage beside her..."

"I'm asking about Ye Feiwan's news!" Feng Qing interrupted him abruptly, never saying "my lord", let alone calling himself "Zhen". His tone was sullen, like a husband worried about his wife .

Gao Feng froze for a moment, his body froze for a moment: "The broken carriage is exactly the same as... the carriage that the concubine was riding in when she left." After all, he finally said it out.

Feng Qing's eyes tightened, and his face lost all color in an instant. He was still sitting there in a daze, staring at the unknown place with dead eyes.

The carriage is exactly the same...

He knew what Gao Feng meant, but... his heart was so empty that he didn't even feel the pain anymore. He stood up slowly and whispered, "It's just like a carriage..."

Gao Feng froze: "The emperor..."

"Shut up!" Feng Qing interrupted him sharply, with scarlet eyes, "Such unreliable news has to be reported, what's the use of keeping those subordinates now!"

Gao Feng's body trembled, he didn't understand...that the fearful prince who was always calm would be like this...deceiving himself and others.

"It seems that Dang Haosheng should clear up those subordinates." Feng Qing murmured in a low voice, and his voice became hoarse.

He got up slowly, did not stay in the cold courtyard anymore, and walked outside step by step.

The huge palace suddenly became terribly empty, and there were very few people around.

He still remembered that it was full of lanterns in his previous life, and it was so prosperous, why didn't he know how to cherish it then?Why...she didn't want to wait for him any longer?
I do not know how long, always dead silent.

Gao Feng hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward, asking in a low voice, "Your Majesty, are you going to... the outskirts of the city?" His voice was cautious.

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, but in the blink of an eye, his eyes were full of sternness, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Do you believe such news? That woman has always had a tight life, how could she die so easily..."

Suddenly he wanted to go to Ye Mansion, he remembered that a long time ago, after the dispute between the two, she would go back to Ye Mansion in a fit of anger.

Ye Changlin asked her what happened, but she never said it directly, she was afraid that Ye Changlin would take her back, she was afraid...he would not want her.

Galloping on the horse all the way on the street, Gao Feng struggled to follow behind.

It's just... When he really arrived at Ye Mansion, Feng Qing didn't go in. He just sat on the horseback, staring blankly at the cracked seal on the door of Ye Mansion, which clearly reminded him of what he had done.

He was stunned for a long time, so long that... people seem to lose their souls.

"My lord..." Gao Feng was worried, and stepped forward to call out worriedly.

But Feng Qing didn't respond, just grabbed the reins, and then quickly rushed towards the suburbs, with a panicked and thin back.

He finally believed it, he believed the news brought by Gao Feng.

……

On the outskirts of the city, it was already surrounded by a group of people, broken carriages, and... the familiar corners of clothes that were looming.

Feng Qing stood not far from the carriage and watched quietly, but it was just watching.

Surrounded by guards kneeling on the ground.

I don't know how long it took before a guard stepped forward and said in a respectful voice, "Report to the emperor, man, he has lost his breath."

out of breath...

Feng Qing's body was tense, his consciousness was hazy, he was still looking at the carriage, and he didn't say a word.

"Your Majesty..." The guards were about to say something, but Feng Qing was already walking towards the corpse.

However, the closer he got to that place, the weaker his legs became, as if he didn't need any strength.

Familiar clothes, familiar figure, the upper body is hidden under the curtain of the carriage, but there is no more movement.Just like... In her previous life, she was lying upright in front of her, never smiling at him again, her eyes were brighter than starlight.

It felt like a sharp sword had been stabbed in my heart, and it was excruciatingly painful.

Finally, he stretched out his hand and opened the car curtain bit by bit, but only saw...a cheek full of scars.

Feng Qing only felt the dimness in front of his eyes, almost dizzy a few times, he forced himself to go forward.

A silver hairpin was stabbed in the abdomen of the corpse, the silver hairpin...it was the one he gave her back then.

And... Feng Qing stroked the corpse's ear with trembling hands. On Ye Feiwan's side, there was a small mole that she didn't even know about.

The hand froze suddenly.

That small black spot was so inconspicuous against the injury.

A wave of despair swept Feng Qing instantly. He stared blankly at the woman in front of him, his fingertips began to tremble violently.He opened his lips as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Before that, he could lie to himself over and over again that she just wanted to escape from him. One day, he would find her, and then, she would never leave his side again.

But at this moment, when he saw her lying lifeless in front of him again...

"Ye Feiwan," he slightly opened his lips, his voice was hoarse and ugly, his eyes were red, "you left in front of me again."

He stretched out his hand, and carefully touched her cheek, which was no longer visible, it was cold.

She... is obviously born delicate and pretty, so she definitely won't like this look.

In her previous life, she always said that he was good-looking, and she always liked to look at him with her chin up.

Inexplicably, thinking of what she said when she left, she said: People are divided into high and low, and I am not worthy of you.

But...Ye Feiwan never knew that, in fact, he was not good enough for her.Her feelings are so pure and passionate, it is his gloom and darkness, not worthy of her.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand and held her in his arms: "Ye Feiwan, I've been looking for you for a long time, but how could you...leave without nostalgia? You made it difficult for me in the previous life to let go of this hand, how could you let go of this hand? Can easily turn around..."

He reprimanded her but pampered her every word. He hugged her thin body: "So what if you leave? Ye Feiwan, I will find you again, even if I go to the eighteenth floor of hell, I will always find you." Yours, I shouldn't let you go, I shouldn't..."

But at the end, he couldn't speak any more, his body was tense, and his throat seemed to be blocked by someone.

After all, he lost her again.

Holding the shoulder of the person in his arms tightly, he couldn't help the bursts of soreness, he leaned his head on the hollow of her shoulder, and said hoarsely: "How can you be like this..." At the end of the speech, only Yu San Words, "...you are so ruthless."

The mountains and forests are quiet, except for the rustling of fallen leaves, like weeping and complaining.

Gao Feng stared blankly at Feng Qing, who was hugging the woman's corpse. He had never seen the emperor so dispirited. It was clearly him, but... so desperate that it was hard to look at it.

The emperor who always denies falling in love...is he really in love.

I don't know how long.

"Gao Feng." Feng Qing opened his lips, his voice hoarse and cold.

"emperor?"

"Take the queen back to Beijing."

(End of this chapter)