The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 369 You Are My...

Ye Feiwan had been staying in the meditation room all this time, and he was still confused about how he went up the mountain with Gao Feng and the others all the way, but he didn't know when they brought these snacks up together.

She did not have breakfast this morning, so she ate a few mouthfuls.

It was also at this time that Feng Qing appeared at the door of the meditation room, looking straight at her, his face was pale, his eyes seemed to be suppressed by a dark tide surging through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Ye Feiwan stopped holding the dim sum, wondering why he and the abbot were so calm just now, but now they seem to be different people.

Feng Qing suddenly embraced her at this time, and squeezed the snacks in her hands into the arms of the two of them, exuding bursts of sweet fragrance.

Feng Qing's strength was so strong that he wanted to rub her into his body. Ye Feiwan moved, but was embraced even more vigorously.

"You..." Ye Feiwan's voice buzzed in Feng Qing's arms. She vaguely remembered that Feng Qing was fond of cleanliness and didn't like to be contaminated by filth.

"Why?" Feng Qing's voice was hoarse and confused.

"What?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"..." Feng Qing fell silent, he wanted to ask why she left the memories to him alone, why did she pose such a big problem to him?
In the hall, he can talk and laugh without bloodshed, and in the battlefield, he can kill people without changing his face. He is rarely trapped by choices, but now, he can't make a choice.

He wanted her to recall the past, but...if she did, she would only stay away from him.

He couldn't afford the price of her restoring her memory.

"It's nothing." Feng Qing's voice gradually calmed down, he slowly let go of the woman in his arms, his chest was stained with debris from the squeezed chestnut jelly cake, he lowered his eyes, looking at the debris.

"You insisted on hugging me." Ye Feiwan paused, explained, then took two steps back to keep a distance from him, "It has nothing to do with me."

Feng Qing looked at the distance between her, her eyes dimmed, she was afraid of him, so afraid that she was always keeping away.Taking a step forward, shortening the distance she pulled to nothing: "Yes." He responded in a low voice, "It's time to go down the mountain."

"Going down the mountain?" Ye Feiwan was surprised, they clearly came here not long ago.

"Well," Feng Qing nodded, "I came here just to ask some questions, and I'll be fine after asking."

"What's the matter?" Ye Feiwan frowned.

Feng Qing paused slightly with her fingertips: "You don't even know what I said," before she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the half-eaten snacks on the table, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"I……"

Ye Feiwan hadn't finished speaking, but Feng Qing had already wrapped the snacks in her big hand, held her in her palm, and walked out holding her hand with the other hand: "Let's eat on the road."

"You don't need to talk to the abbot, so you leave without saying goodbye?" Ye Feiwan looked at Feng Qing, and felt that he was very strange.

"I've already said it just now," Feng Qing didn't look back, just grabbed her and walked outside.

At the door, Gao Feng and the others were already waiting, protecting the two of them down the mountain.

Behind him, the gate of Qingshan Temple closed slowly, turned around the mountain road, Ye Feiwan looked back, only saw the very familiar temple gate standing in a vast snow, lonely but majestic.

It has always been easier to go up the mountain than to go down the mountain. It took a group of people half an hour longer to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain. When we returned to the bottom of the mountain, it was already past noon.

A team of people finally set foot on the way home.

In the carriage, Ye Feiwan leaned against the sedan chair wall, and from time to time glanced at Feng Qing, who was always pale and sleeping with her eyes closed.

She didn't know what happened to Feng Qing and the old abbot's fingertips in Qingshan Temple, but Feng Qing must be in a bad mood, so that his expression was a bit sickly and delicate.

"What are you looking at me for?" Feng Qing said suddenly, even with her eyes closed, she could still feel her gaze on her, direct and undisguised.

Ye Feiwan was startled by his voice, and after a while said, "I have something to tell you." Her tone was a little better than before.

Feng Qing still didn't open her eyes, her heart was full of panic, she just asked, "What's the matter?"

Ye Feiwan paused for a moment: "I want to go and see my father." Since Feng Jiucheng took her out of the palace last time, she has never paid homage to her father, and there have been several heavy snowfalls this winter, so she should go and see of.

Feng Qing slowly opened her eyes, fixedly stared at her, and pressed her thin lips tightly: "Who?"

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, but still responded honestly: "My father."

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled. Once upon a time, she would say to him: "Since your father treats you badly, from now on, my father will be your father."

But now...

Seeing that he was silent, Ye Feiwan only thought that he was unwilling, and hurriedly said: "Since His Royal Highness King Rui took me out of the palace last time..."

"I promise you." Feng Qing quickly interrupted before he could finish speaking.His face was gloomy, and he didn't like her mentioning the man next to him.

Ye Feiwan's eyes brightened: "Thank you."

Feng Qing still looked at her: "Ye Feiwan, you said before that that is my father-in-law."

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, avoiding his gaze: "Really? I was... not sensible at that time."

Feng Qing's expression froze, and then became gloomy, a bit colder than the frost and snow outside.

The carriage drove slowly, silently all the way, and finally stopped at a corner not far from the Ye family's ancestral grave.

The groom respectfully lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and gusts of winter wind blew in with the chill outside.

After all, Feng Qing is the Ninth Five-Year Honor, once he is the emperor, how can he have the ceremony of worshiping others?Ye Feiwan didn't call him, but tightened the cloak around him, and got off the carriage.

But her wrist tightened suddenly, and she felt her body stagger, and she sat beside Feng Qing, the distance between them was extremely close.

"You..." Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

Feng Qing only pursed her thin lips and never looked at her. She lifted the sedan chair curtain with one hand and looked at Ye Fu's tombstone from afar.

Ye Feiwan followed his gaze, and then looked slightly startled.

A man in a green shirt was brushing off the white snow from the tombstone, bowed three times warmly and properly, and then left slowly, his slender back disappeared into the snow.

Nanmo.

Ye Feiwan's eye circles were slightly hot. If he calculated seriously, his father's help to Big Brother Nan was nothing more than providing him with some money. For the Ye family, which was still the richest man at the time, it was nothing more than a small effort.Now, in exchange for being sincere, if my father knows about it, he must be relieved.

Feng Qing was always paying attention to the expression of the woman beside her, and when she noticed that she was in a trance, her face suddenly darkened.

Nanmo was once the son-in-law personally selected by Ye Changlin. He knew better than anyone else that at the beginning...if Ye Feiwan hadn't insisted on going his own way, maybe she would have been Nanmo's wife by now.

Pursing her lips, Feng Qing grabbed Ye Feiwan out of the carriage and walked towards the tombstone step by step.

"What are you doing?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled, his body shook before he stabilized.

"Aren't you going to pay homage to the deceased?" Feng Qing didn't turn his head.

"That's just my memorial service," Ye Feiwan said helplessly, "Feng Qing, you are the emperor, there is no need to..."

Feng Qing interrupted her: "You are mine..."

But the words stopped abruptly, even Feng Qing was startled by the sudden possessiveness in his heart. After a long time, he looked at her: "You are my woman."

(End of this chapter)