The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 346 How Miss Ye Sees Me?
In Zuixianju, there are always literati gathered together, discussing poems and essays by burning candles, and reciting wind and snow; poets sit quietly in front of the window, with long swords on the side of the table lightly, occasionally nodding and smiling, talking about the world.

The lights are bright, adding a bit of elegance to this bleak winter night.

Upstairs, wing.

Four or five candlesticks and dozens of candles illuminated the room as bright as day.

On the table, there are plates of exquisite dishes, and there is a jar of sake beside it. The wine cork has been opened, and the clear aroma is overflowing.

Feng Jiucheng casually put the folding fan aside, holding bamboo chopsticks in one hand, picked up a piece of crystal clear tofu, and quietly put it on Ye Feiwan's plate.

Ye Feiwan glanced at Tofu, nodded and smiled, "Thank you." It's just that his brows and eyes were full of politeness and alienation.

Feng Jiucheng frowned slightly, but quickly smiled: "Miss Ye doesn't need to be polite, it's her duty to take care of women."

However, she didn't even touch the piece of tofu on the plate in front of Ye Feiwan.

Feng Jiucheng squinted his eyes, took the wine jar for a long time, and wanted to add wine to Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan had a meal: "I don't drink."

"I've heard for a long time that Miss Ye acted recklessly in the capital a few years ago. She visited many restaurants, but now she says she doesn't want to drink?" Feng Jiucheng raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

Ye Feiwan froze. In the past...if she was a man, she would probably be called a dandy.

Just thinking about it, it feels so far away.

"... Or," Feng Jiucheng said slowly again, his voice a little more casual, "Miss Ye actually doesn't drink well, or... the wine quality is not good?"

Ye Feiwan glanced at him, and finally sighed softly: "His Royal Highness, aggressive tactics are useless to me." So, he didn't need to say any more.

"Since provocative methods are useless, then..." Feng Jiucheng didn't feel uncomfortable at all, he rubbed the wine jar with one hand, "Would you like to persuade me with kindness?"

"what?"

"How do you calculate, today I brought Miss Ye out of the palace to visit Miss Ye's father, didn't I?" Feng Jiucheng chuckled, he never hesitated to use the bargaining chips he had in his hand.

Ye Feiwan paused slightly: "Why do you insist on persuading me to drink alcohol?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Jiucheng was also startled, why?Probably... a drunk to solve a thousand worries.

Today, he did bring her out of Miyagi on purpose, and he did it on purpose when he came to Zuixianju, but... her reaction was too calm, so calm that one wanted to pierce her appearance.

"Please trouble Your Highness King Rui." Ye Feiwan did not wait for Feng Jiucheng's answer, and already handed over the wine glass.

As he said, he was indeed the one who brought her out of the palace. This kindness can only be repaid. She doesn't like to owe people.

In the past two years, she seldom drank alcohol, even in the past, her capacity for alcohol was not good, but now, after only drinking a few glasses of sake, she actually felt a little dizzy.

She clenched her fists, and her slightly growing nails pressed tightly against her palms, causing a sharp pain. She became more conscious, and the drunkenness gradually dissipated.

It wasn't too late for the two of them to eat this meal.It was finished before Haishi, and there were a few voices of literati arguing downstairs, which brought a bit of smoke and fire.

Ye Feiwan unconsciously looked through the slit-open window, but could only see a dim light.

Feng Jiucheng squinted at the woman in front of him, he could clearly see that although her eyes were still amazingly bright, they were distracted for an instant, and became sober again in an instant.

It's getting more and more curious.

"I heard that Miss Ye has the idea of ​​looking for a good son-in-law?" He suddenly said.

Ye Feiwan was startled by his sudden sound, and hurriedly turned around: "What?"

"It's all about the court," Feng Jiucheng smiled, took the folding fan and patted it on the palm of his hand, the jade belt in Mo's hair fluttered slightly, "It is said that many people want to marry Miss Ye."

Ye Feiwan frowned: "It's just a rumor."

"Rumor?" Feng Jiucheng raised his eyebrows, "That means Miss Ye has high eyesight and doesn't like those people?"

Ye Feiwan frowned even tighter: "What exactly does Your Highness want to say?"

Feng Jiucheng slowly opened the sapphire folding fan with one hand, stroked the white jade fan bone, and asked inadvertently, "What do Miss Ye think of me?"

Ye Feiwan's hands clenched into fists froze. She stared at Feng Jiucheng's eyes, those eyes with a warm smile, but the eyes were indifferent. They seemed to be affectionate but ruthless. The next moment, there was a "poof" laugh out.

"What is Miss Ye laughing at?"

"Your Highness will pass the age of forty this year, right?" Ye Feiwan asked softly.

Feng Jiucheng paused: "Miss Ye thinks I'm... old?" He had a hard time saying the last word.He never paid much attention to these.

"Your Highness was born elegant and gentle, how could he grow old?" Ye Feiwan lowered his eyes and said in a light voice, "But, Your Highness should like Miss Qu very much, right? So much that the 'Xiaoyao Wang' who has always been free wants to pretend to treat me Interested? Only in this way can Feng Qing and Miss Qu become a beautiful couple, right?"

He thought that she was a stumbling block between Feng Qing and Qu Yan, and if she was trapped, the two would eventually get married.

The smile on the corners of Feng Jiucheng's lips faded away. Looking at the woman in front of him and the slight bitterness in the smile, his heart tightened inexplicably.

"It's getting late today." Ye Feiwan didn't let him explore anymore, she stood up slowly, her head was dizzy after drinking for a moment, and her body shook after getting up.

Feng Jiucheng was about to stretch out his hand holding the folding fan.

"It's okay," Ye Feiwan said softly, "It's time to go back."

Back to that golden cage.

Tonight, Feng Qing celebrated Qu Yan's birthday, and she probably went back very late, so she didn't have to worry about being noticed, it was just right.

Feng Jiucheng looked at her back, then at the clenched fist she was stretching out her hand, and finally followed her out the door with a folding fan.

The shopkeeper's abacus was crackling, calculating the account for the dinner.

The literati not far away had probably finished discussing poems and essays, and they were clinking glasses and drinking.

"A total of four taels of silver." The shopkeeper looked at the two rich and expensive people in front of him, and said with a respectful smile.

Feng Jiucheng slowly took the five taels and put them on the counter: "No need to look for it, let's serve a bowl of tea." He turned his eyes and glanced at the pale Ye Feiwan.

"Hey!" The shopkeeper is well-informed after all. He has seen a lot of people from all over the world, so he naturally understood the meaning. He took a cup of warm tea for hangover and handed it to Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, but still forced a smile: "Thank you."

She really needed this cup of tea, she didn't refuse too much, and drank it with her head raised.

The shopkeeper smiled and glanced at the two of them, and complimented: "That young man treats the girl so well, the two of you are a perfect match..."

Those words easily made Ye Feiwan's hand holding the teacup stop.

Even Feng Jiucheng, who had a smile on his lips, froze on his face. He tightened his grip on the folding fan, but he didn't say a word, he just looked at Ye Feiwan.

"The shopkeeper is wrong." Ye Feiwan regained her composure after a while, she put the teacup on the counter, "This young man is my uncle, he treats me like an elder treats a younger generation." Go outside.

The shopkeeper's eyes were full of embarrassment.

Feng Jiucheng narrowed his eyes, he still remembered that when he broke into Jiuhua Palace last night, he once said to her, "You should call me Uncle Emperor".

She never thought that today she really admitted it, and she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

Elders to juniors?

(End of this chapter)