The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 310 Feng Qing is the elder brother!
The festive lanterns are flourishing tonight, which should have been very lively.

But at this moment, Ye Feiwan only felt a bit of coolness in her bones, she still frowned and looked at Fu Xian in front of her, her face was slightly pale, and her expression was difficult to calm down.

What Fu Xian meant was to say... Her previous husband was Feng Qing?
But why...she has no impression?
Hearing Ye Feiwan's question, Fu Xian was also stunned, his stunning eyebrows were blank, and after a while he took two steps towards her, with a hesitant and difficult voice: "Ye Feiwan, you...ask me What?"

Her eyebrows and eyes did not mention Feng Qingshi's sadness at all, only an indescribable melancholy.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feiwan was startled, raised her eyes in doubt, and looked into his eyes, "I don't remember, my previous husband was Feng Qing..."

She only remembered that she had been married before, but she didn't have a deep impression of that husband.

Fu Xian's face turned pale, and he lowered his eyes to look at the serious woman in front of him: "You said...you don't know Feng Qing?"

"I know Feng Qing," Ye Feiwan said, and the man in white appeared again in his mind, frowning, "I heard that he is the emperor now, and he cannot be mentioned by name, but I never thought that he was the emperor back then. The idle king who is not favored in the capital, now..."

Fu Xian still stared at her blankly, but couldn't listen to the rest of the words, her eyes were still clear, which was very different from her who used to pretend to be calm but not conceal her sorrow, he knew that she had never lied.

"So, my former husband was really Feng Qing?" Ye Feiwan asked again seeing Fu Xian just staring at him without saying a word.

Fu Xian suddenly came to his senses, so, is this the reason why Ye Feiwan must go to Qingshan Temple?

No wonder... the old abbot of Qingshan Temple always looks so well-informed, even he feels extremely wise and unfathomable.

After a while, his eyes brightened slightly, and he forced a smile on his lips: "How much do you remember about Feng Qing?"

Ye Feiwan paused and frowned: "I remember..."

She remembered that she had chased after Feng Qing with great fanfare, and the whole city was full of wind and rain, and she was extremely reckless; she also remembered that Feng Qing was extremely indifferent to her, and said that she would not have any affection for her.

She even...remembered that her father had gone to the palace to look for the first emperor and asked for a marriage decree. She waited happily to marry Feng Qing.

But after waiting and waiting, they only waited until the drizzle, Feng Qing was drenched by the rain, stood in front of her and said: "Let your father give up the marriage, and in the future, I can still call you brother and sister."

Afterwards, she married her later husband, but she didn't have much memory of the husband she married, only that he treated her extremely badly.

Fu Xian listened carefully to Ye Feiwan's words, listening to her like a bystander, telling what she did to Feng Qing back then, and there was no such unforgettable love back then.

Such a peaceful her made his heart ache, but... for some reason, he was overwhelmed with joy.

"Is this your choice?" He whispered, choosing a peaceful and stable rest of his life, and putting those hurtful memories in the past...

"What choice?" came Ye Feiwan's voice.

Fu Xian concentrated on her expression at this moment, and stretched out his hand for a long time, as if to caress her cheek.

Ye Feiwan froze, and almost subconsciously moved aside.

Fu Xian's hand froze in the air, but Xia Jian only pretended to withdraw it calmly: "Ye Feiwan, do you think that you and Feng Qing have always been called brother and sister?"

Ye Feiwan frowned. For some reason, when she heard the word "brother and sister", a handsome face filled with thunderous anger appeared in front of her eyes, but she still nodded: "Yes."

"En," Fu Xian responded in a low voice, "You remember correctly, it's my son who was wrong," he lowered his eyes, and his voice was very serious, "In your heart, you did treat him like an elder brother later on."

This time, Ye Feiwan didn't speak.

But Fu Xian asked again: "Do you still remember me?"

Ye Feiwan nodded: "I remember."

"all?"

"……Yes."

Fu Xian was silent for a long time, he knew what Ye Feiwan meant by what he said, and he knew even more... She would not have made such a choice if she hadn't been extremely hurt.

She remembered him only because...she didn't care.

But...he was still happy.

"The lanterns in Liu'an City are pretty good tonight." He changed the subject lightly, and turned his eyes to a piece of lanterns in the distance.

Ye Feiwan followed his gaze, indeed, among the lights, there were thousands of fireworks occasionally.She narrowed her eyes slightly, it was so beautiful here.

"Let me take the flower boat with me." Fu Xian suddenly said, grabbed Ye Feiwan's wrist and walked towards the river.

Ye Feiwan froze, struggling unconsciously with his wrist: "Fuxian, don't..."

"What? You can accompany the man next to you to put up the lanterns, but you can't take the boat with me?" Fu Xian looked back, staring at her intently.

Ye Feiwan's fingers trembled, Fuxian was really kind to her, but...it was because she was so kind that she was afraid, afraid of hurting such a good person.

But Fu Xian didn't listen to her anymore, he grabbed her and continued walking.

Now that the night is getting darker, many flower boats have already docked, and two or three fishermen are waiting on board.

Fuxian dragged Ye Feiwan and boarded the most luxurious flower boat alone.

Watching the flower boat gradually sail away from the shore, Ye Feiwan no longer struggled, only watching the occasional fishing lights in the dark night in the distance.

Fu Xian didn't make a sound either, standing beside her, watching quietly.

I don't know how long.

"Why do you suddenly want to get married?" Fu Xian asked, his voice very calm in the night.

Ye Feiwan was startled, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she turned her head to look at Fuxian.

The latter didn't look at her, still looking at the dark river in the distance.

"I got married when I thought about it." She lowered her eyes and spoke very softly.

Fu Xian raised his eyebrows: "I'd rather marry someone I don't know very well?"

"..." Ye Feiwan paused this time, and after a long time, she lowered her eyes, "Young Master Qin is very good, if I can calm this life, it will be a blessing to me."

"Mr. Qin is fine..." Fu Xian repeated these words playfully, then suddenly turned his hand to look at her, "Ye Feiwan, if my master remembers correctly, you once told me 'you are fine' Three words."

Ye Feiwan froze, met his serious eyes, panicked in her heart, turned her eyes away after a long time, and said with a dry smile: "Really... It's been two years, I can't remember clearly..."

Fu Xian glanced at her, his eyes dimmed, but the next moment he was calm: "Tomorrow, go and clarify with that Young Master Qin," Fu Xian said slowly, with a rare gentle voice, "Just say you won't marry him. "

"What?" Ye Feiwan frowned in confusion.

"Go and draw a clear line with him!" This time, Fu Xian said very clearly.

"Why?"

"Ye Feiwan, you can fool anyone, but you can't fool me." Fu Xian looked at her seriously, opened his lips slowly for a long time, and said word by word: "Because you don't like him."

(End of this chapter)