The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 333 Moved from the Hall of Mental Cultivation

"Girl, what are you doing again?"

"Miss Ye, why don't we talk about it until the emperor comes back..."

"Girl, it's getting late, even if you have something to do, you might as well rest first."

The palace maid followed behind Ye Feiwan, whispering cautiously.

Ye Feiwan didn't stop moving, she was still packing her luggage. She had very few things, and it must be as simple and pitiful as the bustling Miyagi, but it didn't take much effort to pack it up.

However, the maid's voice slowly lowered, and then she let out a low cry, and everyone in the bedroom hurriedly knelt down: "See the emperor." The voice was full of fear and fear.

Ye Feiwan paused his hands to pack his luggage, and turned his head, only to see a person standing at the door in the dim candlelight, tall and tall, but with an extremely cold aura, looking at her with his back to the light, his face His expression was obscure.

She paused, still thinking about whether to kneel down with those people.

"Everyone go out." Feng Qing said suddenly.

"Yes." The palace people naturally did not dare to stay too long, they bowed their bodies and left the bedroom quietly.

In the huge sleeping hall, there were only two people, and the seven or eight candles on the candlestick beside them flickered gently. In the corner, a wisp of sandalwood was quietly burning, giving off a light fragrance that filled the room.

Feng Qing stepped forward slowly and walked out from the darkness.

Ye Feiwan was finally able to see the expression on his face clearly, it was frighteningly livid, and she unknowingly took half a step back.

"Afraid of me?" Feng Qing finally spoke, his voice was as hoarse as someone who hadn't spoken for a long time and suddenly opened his mouth.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled, she pursed her red lips lightly, and didn't say a word at all.

Feng Qing never got entangled in this issue, but walked forward slowly, with a tense voice: "Today, who came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

Ye Feiwan paused with her fingertips, and quickly glanced at him: "The emperor came here in a hurry because of this?"

"What?" Feng Qing frowned.

"Today, the person who came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation must be someone the emperor cares about very much." Ye Feiwan smiled, and there was no need to say something clearly.

She just doesn't understand, since there is someone in his heart, what's the point of keeping her in the palace?

Feng Qing's expression tightened, and then she looked at her with burning eyes: "Can I understand it as jealousy?"

Ye Feiwan's eyes froze, and he said, "No." After saying that, he turned around and was about to get the luggage on the bed.

Feng Qing followed her movements, her eyes narrowed suddenly, her face paled, but seeing how she cherished that luggage so much, she felt sad again—the poor, poor little package.

At the beginning, the daughter of the Ye family was so rich that it was impossible to beat the country, but now... it has become like this.

For some reason, Feng Qing thought of Nan Mo again. If...she had never known him back then, if she had listened to Ye Changlin's words and married Nan Mo, would she not have suffered so much now?
However, she chose him!After choosing the path of walking with him, he will not allow her to give up!

"Are you going to leave again?" Feng Qing asked, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile, but his eyes were full of cold gloom, "How long are we going to leave this time? Two years? Five years? Ten years? Or, Since then, will you go back?" How long does she want him to look for?
Ye Feiwan paused, listened to his tense words, followed his gaze, and said softly when he saw the luggage, "My identity, after all, it is not appropriate to stay in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I will live in another place." .”

"Where are you going? Back to Ye Mansion? Or to Ruyi Pavilion? Or, to find Nanmo?" Feng Qing couldn't restrain the bursts of anger welling up in his heart, and the question became more acute.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ye Feiwan frowned, "The emperor threatened my brother's family to let me come to the palace with you, and you would easily let me go?" She raised her eyes and asked back.

Feng Qing's eyes tightened. At the beginning, he was indeed the one who threatened her, but... his voice softened, and he responded to her: "No, I will never let you go."

His voice was extremely soft, like an ambiguous whisper in the dim night.

But Ye Feiwan felt a terrifying chill creeping up her back, she pursed her lips: "So, I won't leave," she lowered her eyes, "Besides, this place is all yours, mine Every move is under your surveillance, how can I leave?"

Feng Qing's body was tense and she didn't say a word.

"But I heard that female relatives are not allowed to live in the Hall of Mental Cultivation," Ye Feiwan frowned, "As the ministers in the Hall of Shangqing said that day, it is not appropriate for me to live here after all, so , I will go to the other place to stay..."

"I said before that there is no extra palace, and I will not arrange another bedroom for you!" Feng Qing said involuntarily, but when she met her pale face, her voice gradually dropped.

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned, and then smiled indifferently: "I am now... of low status, so naturally I am not worthy of the emperor to tidy up another bedroom, and it is not impossible for the people in the same palace to squeeze in..."

"Why did I ever regard you as a palace servant!" Feng Qing interrupted her almost roughly.

Ye Feiwan was stunned, only looking at him, his eyes were shining brightly, as if they were filled with water, the eyes protruded but could not hide the fear.

Feng Qing also seemed to be shocked by her own overactive reaction, she drooped her eyes and took a deep breath, then raised her eyes, and caught her gaze at a glance, then her heart froze.

She is afraid of him.

He doesn't like the calm look in her eyes now more and more.But he always remembered that she looked at him with tears in her eyes and said "Feng Qing, I love you".

But now, the woman who keeps saying she loves him is afraid of him.

Even if she didn't say anything, the fear overflowing from those watery eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

A burst of frustration suddenly rose in Feng Qing's heart: "Go out." He said slowly.

Ye Feiwan didn't react for a while, and stood motionless in the same place.

"I won't say this a third time," Feng Qing looked at her, "Get out!"

As long as she doesn't go out, he will definitely trap her here for a lifetime.

However, after listening to his words, she only paused for a moment, and then walked towards the door with her luggage without stopping.

Feng Qing listened to the sound of footsteps walking outside the palace, every step was like stepping on his heart, dull and sour.

In this life, he seldom regretted anything, even if he did something wrong, he would not allow himself to look back.

However, with Ye Feiwan, he lowered his bottom line again and again, turning back again and again.

"Come here." When the woman's footsteps disappeared completely outside the door, he made a sudden sound, full of fear in his heart.

"Your Majesty?" The servant bowed and stood at the door, his voice was sharp and cautious.

"..." Feng Qing was silent for a long time, and finally, with a bit of unwillingness and a hoarse voice, "Adjust the Jiuhua Palace well, and send a few people to wait there."

He couldn't bear it, she lived with other palace people.

(End of this chapter)