The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 325
Feng Qing stared at the scar for a long time, until his eyes were red.

Mo's hair was scattered on both sides, but he was no longer as elegant and noble as an exiled immortal in the past. Instead, he stared blankly as if in a daze.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand and lightly touched the scar with his fingertips.

This was the scar on her chest and abdomen when she grabbed his hand and stabbed it herself on the city wall.

Ye Feiwan actually had a heart that was more ruthless than anyone else. In front of him, she mercilessly hurt her body, then turned around, jumped off the city wall and left without hesitation.

Feng Qing lowered her head slowly, pressing one hand firmly to her heart, trying her best to suppress the surging pain.

He leaned over, gently moved closer to the scar, and then kissed slowly.

Cold skin, hot lips.

Ye Feiwan watched his movements, except for this kiss, he had no other movements.

"Don't continue?" She said slowly, "Didn't the emperor want to..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Feng Qing stretched out her hand, gathered her underwear little by little, put it on, pulled the thin quilt aside to cover her body, then turned around and got off the bed, and walked towards the door barefoot.

Ye Feiwan looked at his back, and finally withdrew her gaze, and slowly placed her hands on his chest.

She actually...doesn't remember how this scar came about, but at this moment, she is sure that this scar is related to Feng Qing, and...the sword wound on her heart.

The scar on his hand seemed to be faintly hot with the kiss from the man just now.

Ye Feiwan closed her eyes, unwilling to think about it.

……

Outside the dormitory, the servant waiting outside heard the sound of the door opening and hurriedly turned his head to look: "The emperor..." After speaking halfway, he couldn't say any more.

In the past two years, the Holy Majesty, who has always been rigorous and unsmiling, walked out barefoot for the first time wearing only a loose white robe. The figure that should have been gorgeous and dignified was full of heavy melancholy at this moment.

Feng Qing ignored anyone and went to the study alone.

There were a lot of memorials piled up on the case table. He looked at it, but his heart was exhausted.Finally got up and walked to the lanai window, and pushed the window open.

The cold wind rushed in through the window, and it was freezing cold.

Feng Qing squinted her eyes, and she could faintly see the bedroom of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He fought for two lifetimes, and fought for two lifetimes, but at this moment, he realized that the power and status he had pursued with all his heart had become boring.

That woman... forgot everything she had experienced with him.

He alone still remembers.

Hands gently resting on his heart, he still remembers that day in the carriage, when her soft hands were placed on his heart, her soft but unwavering voice rang in his ears.

She said: Your Majesty, your heart beats so fast.

Actually...not fast.

It's just that she was approaching him at that time.

"Knock knock—" There were two knocks on the door, and Gao Feng said in a low voice, "Your Majesty."

Feng Qing suddenly came back to his senses, and then raised his eyes, the emotions in his eyes had all subsided just now, except for his pale face, he was expressionless.

"Come in." He ordered in a cold voice.

Gao Feng pushed the door open and entered.

Although the servant mentioned that the emperor was in a bad mood, when he saw the figure standing in front of the wide open window, Gao Feng's figure still paused.

Dressed in white clothes, blown by the cool wind outside the window, her black hair is slightly disheveled and loose, no longer as meticulous as before, but more slumped, standing barefoot, which makes people feel sad.

The emperor in my memory has always been aloof, when was it like this...

"What's the matter?" Feng Qing's voice came, calm and distant.

Gao Feng snapped back to his senses: "Your Majesty, it's...the political affairs of the previous dynasty," he paused, "When the civil and military officials heard that the Emperor had finally returned to the palace, they wanted to see the Emperor one after another. I don't know...do you want to see him?"

Feng Qing squinted his eyes, and the ministers of the previous court, he naturally said what they were going to say, nothing more than... How can the king of a country leave the palace and leave the palace?

"Let's talk tomorrow." He lowered his eyes and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes." Gao Feng hurriedly responded, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait," Feng Qing spoke again, stopping him, and said after a moment of silence, "Send some suitcases to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and prepare more women's clothes and jewelry." After thinking for a moment, he replied again Added, "I also took the snake oil that Fanbang paid tribute to."

Just now, when he clasped her hands to the top of his head, he clearly saw that those hands that were supposed to be weak and boneless were now covered with scars.

Listening to the emperor's instructions, Gao Feng sighed softly in his heart, the emperor cared after all: "Yes, this subordinate will do it now."

Feng Qing lowered her eyes and was silent, but she was thinking of something, her voice was understated: "Is Shaoyao busy these days?"

Now Gao Feng has given him a mansion, Shao Yao has also made an engagement with him, and he lives in that mansion.

Gao Feng said: "Shaoyao..." She was half-spoken but then thought of something, "I have nothing to do these few days, and my subordinates let her enter the palace to accompany the princess for a few days. Thinking about it, Shaoyao must be happy in her heart."

"En." Feng Qing responded in a low voice, "From now on, don't call her Princess." He is no longer the original King Jingyuan.

Gao Feng hesitated: "Then you should call..."

Feng Qing froze, suddenly thinking of her appearance when she said to him so earnestly, "Brother and sister are the most suitable identities for you and me".

brother and sister?ridiculous.

"Let's go down first." In the end, Feng Qing didn't reply either.

It was getting late, but he still stayed in the study, watching the night outside gradually darken, the candlelight flickered on the candlestick, and the imperial study was brightly reflected.

The window was never closed.

Feng Qing was reviewing the memorial, his hands were icy cold from the cold wind, he didn't realize it all the time.

After some time, he raised his head and looked out of the window as usual, but his hand trembled, and the brush in his hand trembled, a drop of fragrant ink fell on the walking path, and it was completely black.

Feng Qing just got up and walked to the window. The bedroom of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, which was always lit before, was now completely dark.

Just like in the past two years, he guarded the huge palace alone, no one would ever wait for him.

Standing up, Feng Qing quickly walked towards the door.

"Your Majesty?" The servant on duty at night was frightened, and hurriedly followed behind with his fly whisk.

Feng Qing strode into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, except for the red lantern hanging at the door, there was no other light.

"See the emperor." The palace servants in the Hall of Mental Cultivation were shocked by the sudden return of the emperor, and all knelt on the ground.In the past... the emperor stayed in the study all the time, and never came back halfway.

"What about her?" Feng Qing suddenly made a sound, his face tensed and a little pale.

In the end, the chief eunuch reacted very quickly: "Miss Ye has already rested after washing up."

rest...

Feng Qing's high-pitched heart finally calmed down gradually.He raised his hand and waved away the crowd, and looked at the figure who opened the door of the bedroom and looked at the figure lying quietly on the bed behind the curtain.

It's really her.

It's not a dream anymore.

He walked forward slowly, and when he reached the side of the bed, he just realized that those servants only called her "Miss Ye", as if she hadn't left the cabinet yet, it was so ear-piercing.

He didn't want to hear them call her "Miss Ye".

(End of this chapter)