The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 309 My husband is him?
The night breeze is as cold as ice, the surroundings are brightly lit with festive lanterns, there is a steady flow of people, there are many boys, girls and children, and the sound of laughter is endless.

Ye Feiwan, however, only tried her best to run against the crowd, her hands and feet were cold, her forehead was covered with sweat, and the sugar figurine in her hand had fallen somewhere, her footsteps were hasty.

"Squeeze what?"

"Look at people..."

Someone kept scolding her, but Ye Feiwan just acted like she hadn't heard of it, and still ran forward quickly, her hair was disheveled.

She never thought that she would see Fu Xian here.At the beginning, when she left without saying goodbye, she planned to completely sever with the past, but now she has clearly lived in this small town for two years and is safe and sound, how could she...

After running for an unknown amount of time, her footsteps gradually stopped, her breathing was rapid, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was already some distance away from the gazebo.

There was a slight sound of "pop".

A stone rolled from her shoulder to the ground.

Ye Feiwan's body froze, and he slowly raised his eyes for a long time. There was a person leaning lazily in the corner of the wall beside him, his clothes slightly disheveled, and his breath never rushed.

He looked at her with a smile on his lips, but the smile clearly didn't reach his eyes: "Why didn't Miss Ye run away?" He asked casually.

"..." Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, and finally hooked her lips into a forced smile: "So it's Mr. Fuxian, I never thought I'd meet here, what a coincidence..." Her voice became lower after all.

It's just because... Fu Xian has already walked up to her, looking down at her from a high position, there is no casualness and smile in his eyes, but his face is tense: "It's a coincidence, if my son comes a day later, I'm afraid Miss Ye will have already seen her." Should I marry someone else?"

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled, and he never denied it.

She knew that what Fu Xian said was the truth.

"It really is true!" Fu Xian's voice suddenly became tense, and he gritted his teeth and looked at her, "Ye Feiwan, if I hadn't passed by here on business, you would have really planned to marry someone else? Did you know..."

You can see how worrisome it was to say goodbye without saying goodbye, and how frightening it was that she didn't even look for Ye Xianyu, and her life and death were uncertain...

It's just that he never said these words.

Ye Feiwan looked at the man in front of her, and finally sighed softly: "Fuxian, long time no see." She just said lightly.

Fu Xian's body trembled, this time, he didn't call her "Miss Ye" again, he looked at her seriously, and suddenly said: "Ye Feiwan." The voice was very calm, but completely hoarse.

"Huh?" Ye Feiwan looked up in confusion.

But Fu Xian just called her name again: "Ye Feiwan." The voice seemed to want to confirm.

Ye Feiwan paused, then smiled lightly for a long time: "Yes."

"Ye Feiwan." Fu Xian's voice was already whispering, this time, before Ye Feiwan could respond, he had already stepped forward and hugged the woman tightly in his arms.

The night is getting darker, and the lanterns in the distance are still dazzling.

Fu Xian's strength was very strong, as if he wished to embed her in his arms, his chin lightly pressed against her shoulder, and his voice was slightly tired: "I found you." He opened his mouth slowly.

Ye Feiwan froze, reached out and patted his back lightly, pretending to be relaxed and said, "What is this? Are you so worried about me?"

"..." This time, Fu Xian did not deny her violently like before, he still hugged her.

She is always so heartless, disappearing for two full years, but still pretending nothing happened.

she's always like this...

"Fuxian?" Ye Feiwan's voice added a little uneasiness and fear, "You... let me go, men and women can't kiss each other..."

"When you were going to marry someone else, you never thought about whether a man and a woman would be close or not?" Fu Xian interrupted her abruptly, and her voice became a little louder, "Is it only with me that you would bring up the so-called "professional relationship between men and women?" No kiss?" His voice was hoarse.

Ye Feiwan was slightly startled, and said in a low voice for a while, "I'm sorry."

Fu Xian's hands holding her trembled, she always only had three words "I'm sorry" to him.

"It's the second time." He said slowly.

Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"Ye Feiwan, the second time you leave, I always found you first," Fu Xian said in a very soft voice, "Why did you leave Qingshan Temple without saying goodbye back then?"

Ye Fei had a late meal.

Fu Xian slowly let go of her, fixed her eyes on her, and asked again: "Back then, I was sent back to the capital specifically, saying that I would go to another courtyard to pick up things for you, but you...why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

At that time, he watched her lying in a pool of blood under the city wall, with a silver hairpin pierced into her chest, her body was covered with scars, and only a sliver of consciousness remained.

While everyone was concerned about Feng Qing who fainted on the city wall, he secretly hid her in the carriage, and sent her to Qingshan Temple as said in her letter.

When the old abbot of Qingshan Temple saw Ye Feiwan, he only sighed softly: "It's all fate", and arranged her into the meditation room.

She even smiled weakly at the old abbot: "Please abbot."

The bones in both legs were broken, and the blood loss in the chest and abdomen was too much. He didn't know how she endured it.

The broken bones were reconnected, even... the wound was treated with stinging medicine every day, and she never cried out the pain. She said that only when she really died, Feng Qing would believe that she really disappeared.

So, he bought a female corpse that resembled hers, put a mole on the back of that person, took the silver hairpin, and pretended to be her.

It's just...Fu Xian didn't expect that Feng Qing wouldn't believe it, or rather, he was deluding himself and others that he couldn't believe it—Ye Feiwan had died.

Later, Ye Feiwan regained consciousness and could sit up. She asked him to do one thing - go to another courtyard to help her get things.

He shouldn't have agreed, just because... when he returned to Qingshan Temple, she had already left.

The old abbot said that she did it on her own will, she didn't tell anyone where she went, she just took the money to hire a carriage and staggered south.

For two full years, there was no news.

Now, if he hadn't passed by Liu'an City, if she hadn't been sitting in front of the lanai window that day, he might... still be unable to find her everywhere!

"Ye Feiwan..." Fu Xian said in a hoarse voice, "It must be because of him, that's why he left Qingshan Temple so cleanly, and I didn't even know about it."

"Huh?" Ye Feiwan raised his eyes.Her memory of Qingshan Temple is very faint, faint and undetectable.

But in the memory, there is always a compassionate voice saying: "Since you only want an ordinary life, I will accept you."

Fu Xian continued: "In this world, only he can make you willing to give up everything, right? Only he can hurt you so deeply, even...he has already reconciled with you, right?" His breathing became a little short, and he should have known it earlier.

Whether she returned to the capital or left the capital, it was never for him, only that person, only Feng Qing.

And away?

Ye Feiwan frowned even more when he heard Fu Xian's murmured words: "You're talking about... my former husband?"

"Who else?" Fu Xian stared at her, the complexity in his eyes finally became paranoid, after a long time, the corner of his lips sneered: "It's been two years, you really... only pretend to be Feng Qing in your heart!"

Feng Qing?

Ye Feiwan's eyes trembled slightly, his face turned pale with shock, and he said in a dull voice for a long time, "You said, my former husband...was Feng Qing?"

(End of this chapter)