The princess thinks and leaves every day
Chapter 34 Sorry, I got the wrong person
Chapter 34 Sorry, I got the wrong person
Ye Feiwan expected that he would have a hard time tonight when he intentionally hurt the wound, but he never thought that it would be this bad.
In the middle of the night, her shoulders were still aching, and when she moved a little, the pain was sharp and piercing, and she was covered in cold sweat. She had already fallen asleep outside, and she didn't want to bother her any more, she just lay on the bed and endured it.
I could bear it for about an hour, except that my back was soaked in sweat, and I didn't feel sleepy.
The window was also closed because Shao Yao worried that she would catch the cold, and the whole room was extremely dull.
In the end, she sighed helplessly, endured the pain in her shoulder, and slowly sat up.
Unexpectedly, when I sat up, the dullness was relieved a lot. Although my shoulders still hurt, I didn't feel dizzy or dizzy anymore.
Opening the window, the moonlight is very good tonight, a round crescent hangs quietly on the top of the tree, the tip of her heart moves inexplicably, she suddenly wants to go to a place.
Quietly opened the door, and saw Shao Yao sleeping soundly on the outer couch at a glance, her footsteps were a little lighter, let her have a good night's sleep.
She is no stranger to the palace, she rarely goes to the vestibule, but she has always been in charge of the inner courtyard in her previous life.
The more luxurious part of the inner courtyard is where she lives. In the future, Liu Ruyan will also live here, and after that, it will be the residence of servants, with males on the left and maidservants on the right.
And at the end, that lonely and dead corner, is the Leng Yard.
It was the place where she stayed for a whole year in her previous life, and it was the place where she... died.
"Who is it?" The guard holding the torch suddenly asked when he walked to the servant's residence.
When they saw Ye Feiwan's appearance clearly, the guards were also startled: "This subordinate didn't know that the princess was here, please forgive me."
Ye Feiwan waved his hand: "Go down, no one is allowed to disturb you."
"Yes." The guard backed away in surprise, thought for a while, but still quickly walked towards the vestibule.
The footsteps finally stopped at the door of the cold courtyard.
Ye Feiwan looked at the dilapidated gate of Lengyuan, thinking that it was too cold to come here, few people came here, and Feng Qing never ordered anyone to clean it.
The lock on the door was broken, she paused, and pushed open the door, a cloud of accumulated dust buried in the years was very dense under the moonlight, she couldn't help coughing, but then shook the wound on her shoulder , pale.
At this time, the Lengyuan was still barren, and the yard was overgrown with weeds, many of which were taller than her.
In front of the window of the house, there is an old tree with a crooked neck.
When Ye Feiwan was sent to the cold courtyard, he and Shao Yao made a swing out of straw ropes and locust trees, and hung it under the old crooked-neck tree. Now, the tree under the crooked-neck tree is still bare.
She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the trunk of the old crooked neck tree. Before she died, it was midwinter, and all the leaves had fallen. Now it is late summer, the starry sky is bright, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant.
"I'm back again." She opened her lips lightly, but she didn't know whether she was speaking to herself or to this dead courtyard.
He raised his foot and wanted to enter the room, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the side, followed by a man's voice: "What are you doing here?"
Ye Feiwan's footsteps that were about to enter the house stopped abruptly, and his back froze for a moment.
This familiar voice.
Turning his head, he saw a man in only a snow-white obscene dress, with black hair draped over his shoulders, with picturesque eyebrows, standing at the entrance of the cold courtyard, staring at her with a slight frown.
It's very similar...at that time.
When she was first sent to the cold courtyard, she seemed to have hallucinations several times, thinking that Feng Qing had come to see her, ran to the door barefoot, and saw a snow-white figure, but in the blink of an eye, that figure disappeared.
She likes Feng Qing in white clothes, it makes her feel that he is very gentle, not the chilling appearance in black clothes.
"You're finally here." She said, with a hint of irony and anticipation in her words.
Feng Qing frowned, not understanding the meaning of her words, but looking at her eyebrows, he felt dull in his heart, and it was difficult to breathe.
"So, have you ever visited me?" When she spoke again, all the anticipation in Ye Feiwan's words disappeared, leaving only sarcasm.
Feng Qing's eyes tightened with displeasure, he was not infatuated, he could understand the sarcasm in her words: "What does the princess mean?"
The sneering tone was like a basin of cold water poured on Ye Feiwan's head, making her realize clearly that the person in front of her was Feng Qing, not the restrained and calm supervisor prince who was always as calm as an ancient well in the future!
"It's okay." Sensing Feng Qing's probing eyes, Ye Feiwan avoided his gaze, "Just now, I got distracted, and saw the wrong person."
These words are true, she has indeed misjudged the person, she has confused the past life and present life.
Unexpectedly, when Feng Qing heard her words, his eyebrows and eyes became more serious. She looked at him just now. Although there was irony in her eyes, the powerful emotions and overwhelming despair deep down made his heart heavy but extremely satisfied.
Now, her eyes are cold and cold, as if he is just an insignificant person.
He doesn't like this feeling.
"Oh?" So, he opened his lips, and his voice was understated, "I don't know who the princess thinks of this king just now, and she said those sincere words?"
Is he not sick?
Ye Feiwan glanced at him, "Which eye, my lord, sees that I'm sincere? It's just that... I just thought of an unimportant person." Speaking of this, he was afraid that he would continue to ask questions, and asked, "Why? Does the lord really care?"
"False words!" Unexpectedly, Feng Qing denied it directly, with a firm voice, "How could this king care about such trivial things."
The expected answer, Ye Feiwan was not surprised, his eyes only slowly looked into the dark room, it seemed that he had no chance to see the place where he died in his previous life tonight.
"After all, the palace is not Ye's family. It's late at night, and the concubine's health is not good, so it's better to rest." When she spoke again, Feng Qing had returned to her usual calmness.
Ye Feiwan withdrew her gaze from the door of the house: "What the lord said is true." Then she turned her head and was about to walk towards the door. She never thought that the wound on her shoulder would be involved, she let out a low cry, and her body was tilted a little.
"You..." Feng Qing tightened his grip, and stretched out his hand unconsciously.
Ye Feiwan had already stretched out her hand to firmly support the wooden pillar beside her, and there was another sharp pain in the wound. She took a long time to calm down, and then she managed to calm down, with a burst of cold sweat on her forehead.
Feng Qing stared at her outstretched hand for a long time, and retracted it without a trace.
He actually... wants to help her?
It must be because the sky is fine tonight, he is so delusional.
It's just... Feng Qing squinted her eyes, Gao Feng was right, she wasn't pretending, he could tell with the naked eye that her face was as pale as paper, it was an old injury that had recurred.
While thinking about it, Ye Feiwan had already walked to the gate of the cold courtyard, and did not wait for him.
Feng Qing's face darkened again, and he turned his head to look at the room behind him.
He didn't like this place. In the past, it was because it was too dead and silent, and it was very similar to his past.
Now, he doesn't like it, because... this place makes him inexplicably terrified!
(End of this chapter)
Ye Feiwan expected that he would have a hard time tonight when he intentionally hurt the wound, but he never thought that it would be this bad.
In the middle of the night, her shoulders were still aching, and when she moved a little, the pain was sharp and piercing, and she was covered in cold sweat. She had already fallen asleep outside, and she didn't want to bother her any more, she just lay on the bed and endured it.
I could bear it for about an hour, except that my back was soaked in sweat, and I didn't feel sleepy.
The window was also closed because Shao Yao worried that she would catch the cold, and the whole room was extremely dull.
In the end, she sighed helplessly, endured the pain in her shoulder, and slowly sat up.
Unexpectedly, when I sat up, the dullness was relieved a lot. Although my shoulders still hurt, I didn't feel dizzy or dizzy anymore.
Opening the window, the moonlight is very good tonight, a round crescent hangs quietly on the top of the tree, the tip of her heart moves inexplicably, she suddenly wants to go to a place.
Quietly opened the door, and saw Shao Yao sleeping soundly on the outer couch at a glance, her footsteps were a little lighter, let her have a good night's sleep.
She is no stranger to the palace, she rarely goes to the vestibule, but she has always been in charge of the inner courtyard in her previous life.
The more luxurious part of the inner courtyard is where she lives. In the future, Liu Ruyan will also live here, and after that, it will be the residence of servants, with males on the left and maidservants on the right.
And at the end, that lonely and dead corner, is the Leng Yard.
It was the place where she stayed for a whole year in her previous life, and it was the place where she... died.
"Who is it?" The guard holding the torch suddenly asked when he walked to the servant's residence.
When they saw Ye Feiwan's appearance clearly, the guards were also startled: "This subordinate didn't know that the princess was here, please forgive me."
Ye Feiwan waved his hand: "Go down, no one is allowed to disturb you."
"Yes." The guard backed away in surprise, thought for a while, but still quickly walked towards the vestibule.
The footsteps finally stopped at the door of the cold courtyard.
Ye Feiwan looked at the dilapidated gate of Lengyuan, thinking that it was too cold to come here, few people came here, and Feng Qing never ordered anyone to clean it.
The lock on the door was broken, she paused, and pushed open the door, a cloud of accumulated dust buried in the years was very dense under the moonlight, she couldn't help coughing, but then shook the wound on her shoulder , pale.
At this time, the Lengyuan was still barren, and the yard was overgrown with weeds, many of which were taller than her.
In front of the window of the house, there is an old tree with a crooked neck.
When Ye Feiwan was sent to the cold courtyard, he and Shao Yao made a swing out of straw ropes and locust trees, and hung it under the old crooked-neck tree. Now, the tree under the crooked-neck tree is still bare.
She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the trunk of the old crooked neck tree. Before she died, it was midwinter, and all the leaves had fallen. Now it is late summer, the starry sky is bright, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant.
"I'm back again." She opened her lips lightly, but she didn't know whether she was speaking to herself or to this dead courtyard.
He raised his foot and wanted to enter the room, but suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the side, followed by a man's voice: "What are you doing here?"
Ye Feiwan's footsteps that were about to enter the house stopped abruptly, and his back froze for a moment.
This familiar voice.
Turning his head, he saw a man in only a snow-white obscene dress, with black hair draped over his shoulders, with picturesque eyebrows, standing at the entrance of the cold courtyard, staring at her with a slight frown.
It's very similar...at that time.
When she was first sent to the cold courtyard, she seemed to have hallucinations several times, thinking that Feng Qing had come to see her, ran to the door barefoot, and saw a snow-white figure, but in the blink of an eye, that figure disappeared.
She likes Feng Qing in white clothes, it makes her feel that he is very gentle, not the chilling appearance in black clothes.
"You're finally here." She said, with a hint of irony and anticipation in her words.
Feng Qing frowned, not understanding the meaning of her words, but looking at her eyebrows, he felt dull in his heart, and it was difficult to breathe.
"So, have you ever visited me?" When she spoke again, all the anticipation in Ye Feiwan's words disappeared, leaving only sarcasm.
Feng Qing's eyes tightened with displeasure, he was not infatuated, he could understand the sarcasm in her words: "What does the princess mean?"
The sneering tone was like a basin of cold water poured on Ye Feiwan's head, making her realize clearly that the person in front of her was Feng Qing, not the restrained and calm supervisor prince who was always as calm as an ancient well in the future!
"It's okay." Sensing Feng Qing's probing eyes, Ye Feiwan avoided his gaze, "Just now, I got distracted, and saw the wrong person."
These words are true, she has indeed misjudged the person, she has confused the past life and present life.
Unexpectedly, when Feng Qing heard her words, his eyebrows and eyes became more serious. She looked at him just now. Although there was irony in her eyes, the powerful emotions and overwhelming despair deep down made his heart heavy but extremely satisfied.
Now, her eyes are cold and cold, as if he is just an insignificant person.
He doesn't like this feeling.
"Oh?" So, he opened his lips, and his voice was understated, "I don't know who the princess thinks of this king just now, and she said those sincere words?"
Is he not sick?
Ye Feiwan glanced at him, "Which eye, my lord, sees that I'm sincere? It's just that... I just thought of an unimportant person." Speaking of this, he was afraid that he would continue to ask questions, and asked, "Why? Does the lord really care?"
"False words!" Unexpectedly, Feng Qing denied it directly, with a firm voice, "How could this king care about such trivial things."
The expected answer, Ye Feiwan was not surprised, his eyes only slowly looked into the dark room, it seemed that he had no chance to see the place where he died in his previous life tonight.
"After all, the palace is not Ye's family. It's late at night, and the concubine's health is not good, so it's better to rest." When she spoke again, Feng Qing had returned to her usual calmness.
Ye Feiwan withdrew her gaze from the door of the house: "What the lord said is true." Then she turned her head and was about to walk towards the door. She never thought that the wound on her shoulder would be involved, she let out a low cry, and her body was tilted a little.
"You..." Feng Qing tightened his grip, and stretched out his hand unconsciously.
Ye Feiwan had already stretched out her hand to firmly support the wooden pillar beside her, and there was another sharp pain in the wound. She took a long time to calm down, and then she managed to calm down, with a burst of cold sweat on her forehead.
Feng Qing stared at her outstretched hand for a long time, and retracted it without a trace.
He actually... wants to help her?
It must be because the sky is fine tonight, he is so delusional.
It's just... Feng Qing squinted her eyes, Gao Feng was right, she wasn't pretending, he could tell with the naked eye that her face was as pale as paper, it was an old injury that had recurred.
While thinking about it, Ye Feiwan had already walked to the gate of the cold courtyard, and did not wait for him.
Feng Qing's face darkened again, and he turned his head to look at the room behind him.
He didn't like this place. In the past, it was because it was too dead and silent, and it was very similar to his past.
Now, he doesn't like it, because... this place makes him inexplicably terrified!
(End of this chapter)
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