The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 327 Yes, Brother
Ye Feiwan looked at the fine clothes in the hands of the court lady, full of confusion.

Feng Qing has already collapsed, let the servants serve him, and changed into a dragon robe.

Feng Qing, who gave up his white clothes, was a little less elegant, but a little more majestic. He was still handsome, but he was so high above that no one dared to approach him.

"Girl, let's help you change your clothes." The maid walked up to Ye Feiwan with a very soft voice.

Ye Feiwan was startled: "Why should I..."

"I have something to do today." Feng Qing interrupted her, and said casually, "If you don't wear it, then I don't mind letting these people wait for you."

Another threat.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, and finally sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the woman in the bronze mirror. The makeup lady carefully painted her makeup, stroke by stroke, extremely meticulous.

Feng Qing stood behind her, looking at her thin back.

He had never seen her applying makeup, but in fact... She once brought Meidai in front of him, her eyes were bright and she said expectantly: Feng Qing, please paint my eyebrows, don't husbands always paint their wives' eyebrows?

And his response was just to turn around and leave.

"That day, were you like this too?" He suddenly said.

Ye Feiwan glanced at the man standing behind him from the bronze mirror, and asked, "What?"

"The day I almost got married with Fu Xian," Feng Qing's voice was tense, he knew that he was jealous after all, "Is she also wearing makeup like this, waiting to marry him?"

Help leisure...

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, she fell silent and did not say another word.

Seeing her like this, Feng Qing knew she was thinking of Fu Xian, his expression turned cold, he turned around and ordered the people around: "Hurry up."

"Yes." The palace man responded hurriedly.

Makeup is finally done.

The palace lady held the costume in her hand and carefully put it on for Ye Feiwan.

Elegant orchids were embroidered with gold silk on the bi-color dress, and the floor-length skirt had ancient patterns like butterfly wings. The wide sleeves hung down the sides of the legs, and the waist was slightly tucked in, which complemented her slender figure.

Feng Qing fixedly stared at her, with towering clouds, picturesque eyebrows, a somewhat charming appearance, bright and provocative eyes, alluring.

He actually forgot that she was not good-looking at all, and he hadn't looked at her seriously for a long time.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" From the side, the servant's voice sounded cautiously.

Feng Qing snapped back to his senses, and his face became calm in an instant: "Let's go." After saying that, the person had already walked towards the door first.

Ye Feiwan quietly followed behind and got into the sedan chair.

The sedan chair turned seven times and eight times in the palace road, and finally stopped in front of a majestic palace, above which there were three golden characters "Shangqing Palace".

She paused, she didn't know where the Hall of Supreme Purity was, but she knew that this was not the place where Feng Qing went to court, but the place where he went to court should be the "Dian of Supreme Harmony".

Gao Feng was already waiting at the door, and when he heard the words, he stepped forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, all the officials are already waiting inside."

"En." Feng Qing replied seriously, turned around and walked in.

Ye Feiwan was still following behind him.

Inside the Shangqing Hall, it is extremely luxurious, with red sandalwood pillars standing in clusters, on which are carved lifelike golden dragons, holding beads in their mouths, which is very majestic. Inside the hall is a bright yellow dragon chair, and there are dozens of wooden chairs on both sides. Obviously for discussion purposes.

At this moment, there were already ministers sitting on those wooden chairs. When they saw Feng Qing coming in, they stood up and knelt down in a loud voice; "Long live my emperor, long live, long live——"

Ye Feiwan was slightly taken aback, and looked at Feng Qing uncomfortably, but the latter always looked calm and calm.

When Feng Qing walked to the dragon chair, Ye Feiwan was also supported, and walked to the side chair next to the dragon chair, Feng Qing said: "Everyone loves you."

The ministers stood up one after another, and it was only when they were discussing important matters that she found out that Feng Qing had been away from the palace for more than [-] days, and it was expected that the ministers would be anxious.

The old minister who thought he had a beard and pale hair got up first and said: "The emperor suddenly left Beijing on the 23rd, leaving the whole house behind and ignoring all the political affairs.

"What Zhang Taishi said is very true," a middle-aged man with the appearance of a civil official stood up, "the emperor leaves Beijing, although everything has been ordered, but the country cannot be without a king for a day, I don't know why the emperor left the capital suddenly?"

"Your majesty," said a military general who looked very straightforward and wearing armor, "Could it be because of the woman next to him that he left Beijing? I heard that the emperor actually left that woman in the Hall of Mental Cultivation..."

"However, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty have never heard that the Holy Admiral is going to accept concubines and fill the harem..."

Everyone seems to be used to such controversy, you say what I say.

Ye Feiwan glanced at Feng Qing, who was lazily sitting on the dragon chair with his eyes slightly squinted.

When the time was almost up, he just slightly raised his hand, with such a small movement, all the officials below quickly fell silent.

This emperor indulged his ministers, but Tianwei cannot be violated in the end, not to mention... His methods were seen by everyone. In just two years, the Jin Dynasty prospered and was loved by the people.

"Are you arguing enough?" Feng Qing said slowly, looking up at everyone.

All the officials were silent.

Feng Qing continued to write lightly: "I have only been away from Beijing for [-] days, why is the country going to be destroyed? If the country is so easy to be destroyed, then what is the use of me and my love?"

"..." Everyone fell silent.

Ye Feiwan turned her eyes and looked at Feng Qing. She had to admit that when he said those words just now, he had a natural domineering arrogance, as if...it should be like this.

As if aware of her gaze, Feng Qing glanced at the group of officials, then looked at her slowly, and then lightly parted her thin lips: "Last night, I did keep her in the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Ye Feiwan's face changed slightly, wondering what Feng Qing meant.

The crowd was even more uproarious.The Hall of Mental Cultivation is the private hall of the sage, not to mention an ordinary woman, even the empress, would have to ask for instructions, let alone... and the palace is still empty.

"Your Majesty, this...this is not in line with the etiquette, disregarding the ancestor's rules..." The old minister got up and persuaded.

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, she was indeed nameless.Thinking about it, Feng Qing brought her here just to see her jokes.

Feng Qing seemed to be aware of her hesitation, and lowered his eyes slightly, he didn't believe that she didn't care.

"Didn't you dear ladies want to know why I left the palace suddenly?" He parted his thin lips, looked at Ye Feiwan, and then smiled slightly, "It's because of this woman."

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes fell on her.

Ye Feiwan's fingers trembled. She didn't like the eyes of everyone, and she didn't like being watched.

"What does the emperor mean?" Someone asked cautiously, could it be... the emperor is finally going to fill the harem?
Feng Qing withdrew his gaze from Ye Feiwan, and said as if on purpose: "This woman," he paused slightly at this point, his voice sounded like gnashing of teeth, "It's my sister with a foreign surname. ah."

She kept calling his name in her dreams, and he didn't believe what she said "just want to be brothers and sisters".

Even Feng Qing had already made up his mind that as long as she showed even a little bit of depression, he could take back those words at any time.

But the next moment, after Ye Feiwan got rid of the final daze, her eyes gradually relaxed. She lowered her eyes and let everyone whisper, then looked up at Feng Qing, with a smile on her lips, "Yes, Just brother."

(End of this chapter)