The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 304 Ye Feiwan!
The night is getting darker.

A black shadow walked out from the back door of Wanyong Store, and quickly disappeared into the night.

But after a while, the black shadow appeared in a courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

Hei Ying raised his hand and wanted to push the door open, but he paused for a moment, squinted his eyes and glanced at the other courtyard, then lowered his eyes, curled his lips into a mocking smile, pushed the door and walked in.

"Young Master Fuxian, long time no see." In the other courtyard, Feng Qing was wearing white clothes, standing in the courtyard, his voice was silent, his face was pale and terrifying against the cold white moonlight.

He had stood here for a long time, and for a long time, the glimmer of hope raised in his heart began to gradually extinguish.Now, it's finally here.

The black shadow is exactly Fuxian.

Fu Xian was not surprised at all.Now that he appeared in the capital, he was ready to be found.

However, he never expected that when he saw Feng Qing again, he would turn into this appearance.

When we parted at the gate of the city not long ago, he saw that although Feng Qing was pale and haggard, he was dressed in a dragon robe, and his figure was tall and straight.

But now... His complexion is getting worse, his expression has become much thinner, his face is bony and bony, as if extremely weak, he is still wearing white clothes, his black hair is slightly messy, probably because he has not had a good rest, His whole body was covered with a thick layer of sadness and exhaustion.

Even seeing him now, Feng Qing's face is expressionless, no longer showing the domineering aura of the past, but like... stagnant water.

Fu Xian looked at him, his expression was so astonished that he didn't speak for a long time.

Is he like this because of...Ye Feiwan?
"Young master Fuxian?" Feng Qing said, his voice was cold, and his eyes also sank.

Fu Xian suddenly came back to his senses, and the corners of his lips curled slightly; "See the king, no, now it should be said, see the emperor. I don't know if the emperor came to see the grass-roots people in person, but what's the matter?" His voice was lazy, but there was something Very hoarse.

Feng Qing raised his eyes and stared at him, his eyes were like eagles. After a long time, he slowly said: "That day at the gate of the city, you dared to take my people away without permission. Shouldn't I hold you accountable? ?” On that day, the day he was about to ascend the throne, Fu Xian took Ye Feiwan away!

"Pursuant to the crime..." Fu Xian repeated, and then slowly raised his eyes, "Will the emperor do it?"

Feng Qing's eyes tightened. He knew that Ye Feiwan was grateful to Fu Xian. He even inexplicably understood that if he attacked Fu Xian, that woman would definitely not like her.

His mind froze, Feng Qing hastily stopped him from thinking about it, there were some things that he couldn't think deeply about, the powerful emotion in his chest, engulfed in past memories, would swallow him up bit by bit.

but……

Feng Qing raised her eyes, waved her hands slightly, and in an instant, countless dark guards emerged around the small courtyard, on the walls and roofs, like clouds of masters.

Fu Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while chuckled: "Your Majesty has come prepared." He said casually, and then walked in front of Feng Qing, who also walked from the darkness of the night to the moonlight.

Feng Qing finally saw Fu Xian's expression clearly.

He was no longer as stunning as before, but... his eyes were sunken, and he seemed much weaker.

"But Your Majesty, I have never broken any law, what crime did you arrest me for?" Fu Xian raised his eyebrows and asked.

Feng Qing's expression tightened slightly, for a long time: "Chen Guo's secretive actions, is it a serious crime?" He opened his lips.

Fu Xian's eyes paused for a moment, but he only laughed mockingly in the next moment: "What evidence does the emperor have?"

Feng Qing stared at him closely, Fu Xian's identity was broken after finding out Chen Guo, but all the clues pointed to Chen Guo's royal family: "Then why don't you arrest Mr. Fu Xian and send him to Lord Chen Guo in person, and ask some time?"

Fu Xian suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and finally curled his lips slowly: "The emperor came to look for me, presumably he didn't come to expose my crimes."

Feng Qing was silent for a moment, her thin lips slightly parted: "Ye Feiwan..." Her voice was difficult.

"Dead." Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Fu Xian, "You have a hairpin injury, and you jumped from such a high tower again, is it possible to live?"

Feng Qing's body tensed up, he knew that what Fu Xian said was true, but... there was still a trace of fantasy in his heart.

"If the emperor has nothing to do, I will leave first." After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves slightly, and he was about to turn around and walk out the door, but when he passed the kitchen, his footsteps paused slightly.

He still remembered that there was once a woman in that kitchen, cooking porridge, her back was hazy and beautiful in the darkening sky.

But now...

Fu Xian hurriedly turned his eyes and walked towards the door, only his voice came from the door in a tense voice: "Your Majesty, there will be a meeting later."

This time, without stopping, it was about to disappear into the night.

But in the next moment, there was a sudden sound of panicked footsteps behind him.

Fu Xian froze.

A person was already chasing him quickly, his figure was slightly disordered, and his breath became a little unsteady.

Fu Xian knew that the person behind him was Feng Qing, and his footsteps finally stopped slowly, but he never turned around, nor said anything.

a long time.

The white clothes on Feng Qing's body were blown into a mess by the wind, and he spoke with difficult words: "Young Master Fuxian, does she..." is still alive.

But the last few words can't be said.

He can disturb the court situation without changing his face, and he can win a chance of life in a battlefield where killing people without blood, even...he is seriously injured without changing his face, but he dare not face a negative answer.

"..." Fu Xian was silent for a long time.This seemed to be the first time he heard Feng Qing's tone like this.

In the trembling voice, there was even a slight sadness mixed in, unlike that high above the emperor.

Ye Feiwan... If you saw him like this, would you have the heart to make your own decision?

Fu Xian finally got up, and quickly left here. In the dead silence, a deep sigh-like word came: "...Yes."

In an instant, the figure had completely disappeared into the night.

Feng Qing's body trembled, and he was silent for a long time. He walked aside and got on his horse. His expression was extremely calm.

However, when he arrived at the palace and got off his horse, he suddenly staggered violently.

"Your Majesty!" Gao Feng hurried forward, wanting to hold his hand.

Feng Qing broke free, did not go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and went to the study alone. He sat quietly behind the table, watching the burning and flickering candle, and the tears of the candle were exhausted bit by bit. Twice, completely extinguished.

In the study room, it was pitch black.

He stayed in the dark and dead silence without moving.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand and took the memorial at the side as if nothing had happened. He only flipped through it for a moment, but his movements froze again.

Just now, Fu Xian said: "Yes"

Ye Feiwan was not dead.

Ecstasy and sadness collided in his heart, and a powerful and strange emotion gradually grew in his heart.

"Heh..." He lowered his eyes and let out a low laugh, his laughter was hoarse, as if he was extremely happy, but after a while, he seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and a tear slowly fell from the corner of his eye.

Ye Feiwan, you are so cruel.

(End of this chapter)