The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 345 Miss Ye... is gone!

Inside the carriage, Feng Jiucheng's expression was always calm, without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, and he didn't make a sound.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes.

Since Feng Jiucheng suddenly appeared on the wall of Jiuhua Palace last night, everything has been within his calculations.He mentioned that he could take her out of the palace today, and deliberately stayed until nightfall, so he deliberately walked a way farther from the palace to the gate of Zuixianju.

From the beginning to the end, he just wanted to lead her to see that the reason why Feng Qing was not in the palace today was to accompany the woman beside her.

Feng Jiucheng didn't like her in the palace, or by Feng Qing's side.

But he didn't know that she didn't want to stay in that huge golden silk cage at all, and even seeing Feng Qing accompanying Qu Yan at this moment, she didn't feel any disturbance in her heart, she just felt...it should be like this.

She already knew that Feng Qing liked Qu Yan, why did she still find it hard to blame herself?
"It's just that I don't understand," Ye Feiwan raised his eyes suddenly, the light in his eyes reflected a little light in the night, but they were more indifferent than before, "His Royal Highness, if you have a good relationship with Feng Qing, If you really hate me and annoy me, you can tell him directly, why do you use these twists and turns? If you can persuade him to let me go, I will be grateful to you!"

Feng Jiucheng was stunned when he heard the words, he could hear her indifference, and he could clearly see the invisible defense in her eyes, and a little bit of displeasure in her heart, but he calmed down quickly, rubbed the sapphire folding fan with his hand, The voice was warm and cold: "Although he is against Yan..." At this point, the voice paused, and finally changed his voice, "He will not let you go."

Ye Feiwan's lips turned pale, she knew Feng Jiucheng was right, Feng Qing would not let her go.Also in an instant, in a flash, her mind suddenly became clear, and she turned her eyes to look at Feng Jiucheng.

He repeatedly mentioned Qu Yan in front of her, and mentioned Feng Qing's feelings for Qu Yan...

"Miss Ye, what are you looking at me for?" Feng Jiucheng spoke slowly, his voice clear.

Ye Feiwan was silent for a long time, looking into his eyes: "Is the person His Highness likes, Miss Qu Yanqu?" Her voice was flat, although she was puzzled, she seemed sure.

The smile on the corners of Feng Jiucheng's lips disappeared suddenly, like a spring breeze turning into winter snow in an instant, a thin layer of frost rose from his eyes, but he quickly narrowed his eyes slightly to calm down the excess emotion.

Except for Feng Qing, he is rarely seen through his true emotions, and he is used to teasing everyone around him with gentleness.

Now, she said it so bluntly.

"Heh..." After a long time, Feng Jiucheng suddenly laughed softly again, met Ye Feiwan's eyes, and unconsciously stretched out his hand, brushing aside the messy hair scattered on her cheeks with the handle of the fan in his hand. She never denied her words, "If you say you like it, it would be better to say... pity."

Ye Feiwan didn't dodge, just watched his movements.

The ambiguous movements, he always took them for granted, without any emotion, as if they were just going through the motions, alienated and without wave.

"That's great." She murmured, "Miss Qu is beautiful and has a gentle disposition, so it's right to be pitied."

It is good for someone to take pity on them.

Feng Jiucheng looked at her dazed look when she was whispering, and frowned slightly. Her eyes were very bright and big in the night, so big that they looked pitiful on her thin cheeks, but they were so bright that people dared not look at them more.

In the end, he turned his eyes and opened the car curtain with the folding fan: "I went out in a hurry today, and I haven't eaten yet. I just happened to come to Zuixianju. It's not too late to have dinner first."

As soon as the words fell, the man got out of the carriage first, his green robe fluttered, warm but cool.

……

A large black carriage was driving quietly on the official road.

Perhaps it was night, the wind was blowing, and there were not many people on the official road. Occasionally, passers-by walked quickly with lamps in their hands.

The carriage was moving very steadily. There was an exquisite stove on the small table, which was slowly igniting the flames. The inside of the carriage was extremely warm. There was also a plate of pastries on the side.

Chestnut cake.

Feng Qing narrowed his eyes, and his expression became a little dazed. He vaguely remembered that there was a woman named Ye Feiwan who always liked to go to the market to buy fried chestnuts. The people in Jiuhua Palace also said that she loved to eat these little things. Son.

It's sweet and greasy, I really don't know where it is delicious.

But two years ago, when he was sitting in the carriage and saw the exquisite dim sum inside, he still said, "Change it to chestnut jelly cake."

Feng Qing lowered her eyes, and finally stretched out her hand to pick up a piece and put it in her mouth. It was really sweet and greasy in her mouth.

Today is Qu Yan's birthday, if Feng Jiucheng hadn't reminded him, he probably wouldn't have remembered it.

Feng Jiucheng was kind to him, but for so many years, he rarely threatened him with kindness, only this time, he put forward the first condition: he wants to celebrate Qu Yanhao's birthday today.

Qu Yan proposed to go to Zuixianju, and he went, but seeing her eating the longevity noodles of Zuixianju and seeing her smiling as usual, he was distracted frequently.

I vaguely remembered that he seemed... didn't really spend a birthday with that woman properly.

On the contrary, it was that woman who celebrated his birthday several times, with a bright smile and a bit of distressing flattery.

He wants to see her.

Feng Qing raised her eyes suddenly, and her fingertips trembled slightly due to excitement.

I want to see her inexplicably, even though I saw her in the imperial study last night, I still want to see her.

"Hurry up." He couldn't help but his voice was tense.

The groom didn't dare to be negligent, he hastily whipped his whip, and the horse neighed softly, running faster and faster on the snow.

Soon.

"Your Majesty, it's time..." Before the groom finished speaking, the car curtain had already been lifted.

The white figure quickly got out of the car as if startled, and walked towards the harem with big strides.

The past was filled with the sound of palace guards kneeling and respectfully saying "Long live", but Feng Qing didn't notice it.

It's just that when he was about to enter the harem, his footsteps froze suddenly.

"She must be very pitiful." Last night, in the imperial study room, seeing Ye Feiwan on the soft couch in the corner, a sigh-like voice penetrated into his heart.

When she mentioned the past that she admired so much for him, she acted like an outsider, and her indifference made him terrified, even...annoyed.

Obviously she liked him first, and she first took the initiative to seduce, drug, and lure him into the bait, why... now she came here by herself?
"Your Majesty?" After hearing the news, Gao Feng hurried over, but before reaching Feng Qing, he found that the Holy Majesty, who was walking towards the harem, suddenly turned around and went straight back to the imperial study.

Gao Feng was puzzled, but still followed quickly.

There was silence in the imperial study room, and it was full of warmth from the stove.

Feng Qing was sitting behind the case table, holding a brush in his hand, looking at the memorial in front of him, the words all resembled the three characters "Ye Feiwan".

Angry in his heart, he slapped the brush down on the table with a "snap", splashing a little bit of Xinmo.

"Your Majesty, do you want to invite Miss Ye?" Gao Feng said bravely.

Feng Qing's fingers trembled slightly, she raised her eyes and glanced at him: "What do you want her to do?"

Gao Feng stagnates, and from the corner of his eye, he sees the inkstone that is almost dry: "The ink is not enough. I heard that Miss Ye is very good at sharpening ink. Why don't you invite Miss Ye to come...to grind ink for you?" He said cautiously.

"..." This time, Feng Qing was silent for a long time. When Gao Feng felt that he would not respond, a very thin voice came, "...that's fine."

It's just rubbing ink!Raised in the harem for nothing, you can't just do nothing all day long!He persuaded himself.

Gao Feng led the way and left, but he came back only a moment later, his footsteps a little messy.

Feng Qing glanced at the empty place behind him, with a gloomy face: "She doesn't want to come?"

"No," Gao Feng hesitated for a moment, then knelt down on the ground, "Miss Ye is gone."

After the case, the rosewood chair behind the man made an ear-piercing sound of "squeak".

He stood up abruptly, the blood on his face drained instantly, and he was as pale as paper.

(End of this chapter)