The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 316 I Found You
The festive wedding banquet has long since become dead silent.

In the wedding hall, a man dressed in white stood in it. He was thin and tall, but his back was a bit sluggish.

He looked at the woman who was quietly kneeling in front of him, and then took half a step back.

Just now, the joy in knowing that she was still alive was frozen in an instant before her head came out, leaving nothing but emptiness in her heart.

He was still looking at Ye Feiwan.

She was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, with a red veil still covering her head, like a bride waiting for her husband to lift her hijab.

so strange.

No, it is familiar.

Feng Qing's eyes trembled. She had...married him twice in such a wedding dress.

Past and Present.

It's just...he never cherished it.

"What do you mean?" After a long time, Feng Qing finally found his own voice, hoarse and tense, and the words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, extremely difficult.

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing's voice was filled with anger, he strode forward, reaching out to tear off the glaring hijab.

However, his hands froze in the air.

Ye Feiwan turned her head to one side, avoiding his movements, but her voice was very calm, without a trace of waves: "Your Majesty, this hijab should be lifted by the husband of a civilian girl. Your majesty is like this...I'm afraid Yu Li Doesn't fit."

Yu Li disagrees.

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled suddenly when he heard her words.

He had fantasized about finding her again many times, and he had also dreamed about it many times.

Maybe she was alone and suffered a lot, and when she saw her, she would run away with red eyes and aggrieved.

Maybe she will blame him, annoy him and hate him, but he will bear it all.

Maybe she also missed him, thought about the past life and this life, and couldn't forget him.

Even when the dark guard told Fu Xian that he was going to get married, he lied to himself that it wasn't Ye Feiwan.Ye Feiwan is a stubborn woman, how could she easily marry someone else?But it's just a coincidence!
But at this moment, what did he see?He couldn't even lie to himself.

She was wearing a wedding dress and was going to marry a man next to her. She avoided all his touch, saying that only her husband could touch her, and even... She knelt in front of him and said respectfully, "See Your Majesty" .

He used to yearn for power so much, but now hearing the word "Emperor", it is so harsh.

In the bottom of my heart, a fear suddenly rose, whether... If he came a little later, she would have become someone else's wife!
"Raise your head." Feng Qing spoke slowly, speaking with difficulty.

Ye Feiwan paused, and for some reason, hearing his voice, she was terrified, and even the wound on her heart that had already healed began to ache a little.

"Look up!" Feng Qing spoke again, a little louder than before.

Ye Feiwan froze for a moment, then slowly raised her head.

Feng Qing's Adam's apple moved tightly, swallowing the surging soreness, and then with a big wave of his hand, he lifted the dazzling red gauze and threw it aside.

Under the hijab, the woman's delicate face is fully revealed.

Feng Qing looked at her with a dazed expression.

She put on makeup, dyed her lips, painted her eyebrows, and dyed rouge. She looked more beautiful than ever, with picturesque eyebrows and beautiful appearance.

There were bursts of tightening in her heart, and Feng Qing looked at her almost obsessively.

Sure enough, it was her, and she was still alive.

very nice.

"Get up." He finally found his own voice, his body was as tight as iron, and he whispered.

Ye Feiwan paused, the voice of the person in front of her was too soft, so soft that she wasn't sure if he really wanted her to get up, or... just her hallucinations again.

Suddenly, before she got up, there was a figure in front of her.

Feng Qing squatted in front of her, sitting with her as usual, scanning her appearance little by little, from her eyebrows, eyes, lips, and face. After a long time, he whispered: "If you don't want to get up, then don't get up." Go." He murmured.

After saying that, he slowly stretched out his hand, and gently approached her with the back of his hand, rubbing her cheek, testing, trying to make sure that this was not a hallucination.

He has had too many similar dreams.

When the back of the hand came with a slightly warm and soft touch, Feng Qing's hand also trembled violently, which was very obvious.

It is true, and it is no longer a dream that cannot be grasped or touched.

"I finally found you..." Feng Qing whispered, her voice hoarse, "I've been looking for you for a long time..."

It's been a long time, from dream to reality, from past life to this life, I can't give up, I dare not give up.

Because I'm afraid of giving up, I don't even have a reason to keep going.

Ye Feiwan felt the back of the man's cold hand on his cheek. At first it was just a simple and cautious temptation, but later, the back of his hand was turned over, and the palm of his hand gently stroked her cheek, carrying a familiar cold fragrance.

Her body shook, the scene in front of her was very familiar, and so was the person in front of her.

But she could clearly feel the resistance in her body.

Feng Qing looked at her: "For today's matter, let's pretend that nothing happened," he lowered his voice, "Follow me back..."

The next moment, his voice was interrupted.

Ye Feiwan looked at him, and said in a very soft voice, "Are you okay?" The tone was calm, but mixed with a little...fear.

Feng Qing paused, he looked at the woman's eyebrows, she was afraid of him?

He has been looking for someone for so long, but... is afraid of him?

After a long time, he finally asked back, his words hoarse: "What?"

Ye Feiwan turned her cheeks sideways, avoiding Feng Qing's hand: "Today is my wedding banquet, why do you bother?" She looked at him and asked with a frown, seemingly displeased.

Feng Qing met her gaze, and his heart tightened: "It is because it is your wedding banquet that I will bother you."

"You..." Ye Feiwan frowned even tighter, and was about to say something, but his face turned pale suddenly, and his figure swayed slightly.

On the day of their marriage, she had never had any water or food. At this moment, she was finally a little dizzy because of her excitement.

Feng Qing's expression changed slightly, her thin lips were pursed tightly, Xia Moan slowly stood up, pulled her up silently, and then let go of her hand.

Ye Feiwan calmed down and didn't refuse. She didn't need to be brave, she was really uncomfortable.

The two stood here stiffly, and neither of them spoke first.

a long time……

"Do you...don't want to see me at all?" Ye Feiwan pursed her red lips and said, "In the past, it was true that I pestered you first, but that is in the past, I have already known my mistake, and now I have left Beijing, it is impossible If I pester you again and bring you a lot of trouble, you can't let me go?"

Feng Qing stared at her eyebrows, let her go?Why can she say these words so calmly?
He said, "I told you a long time ago, let me let you go, unless I die."

Ye Feiwan frowned, she didn't remember what Feng Qing said, she only remembered...

"You also issued those arrest warrants?" She asked back.

Feng Qing's expression froze, he didn't want to do this, but...he had no choice, the world is so big, he still can't find her...

"I'll have someone withdraw the arrest warrant," he said.

Ye Feiwan finally relaxed his mind, and forced a smile on his lips: "Okay, thank you, Emperor..."

Feng Qing interrupted her expressionlessly: "Ye Feiwan, if you call the emperor again, the arrest warrant will not be withdrawn." He hated the way she treated him respectfully.

Ye Feiwan paused and thought for a moment: "Thank you...brother?"

(End of this chapter)