The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 39

In the hall, only four people remained.

Ye Feiwan and Shao Yao, Feng Qing and Nan Mei.

Ye Feiwan looked at the man in charge, waiting for his next words.

Feng Qing was silent instead, her eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, Ye Feiwan was the first to break the silence: "My lord wants me to tidy up a side room in the backyard? I remember that the courtyard in the east courtyard is still idle, how about leaving it to this girl..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Because Feng Qing raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at her slowly, without any smile, he was actually a little annoyed.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze.

Obviously, she is not the one who is holding the woman next to her, nor is she the one who sings every night, why does he look at her like this?It was as if she had done something outrageous.

"Princess has a heart." After a long time, Feng Qing finally spoke, her voice was still flat, "These days, the beauty lives in the vestibule, closer to me."

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he was still smiling: "Okay, my lord is so caring."

Although he was caring, he never gave it to her.

"..." Feng Qing didn't respond, but fell silent again.

Ye Feiwan finally became a little impatient. In her previous life, when she saw Feng Qing approaching other women, she would feel bitter, jealous, and make a scene.

But in this life, without those miscellaneous thoughts, she never thought that it would be difficult for her to live through this period of being a princess safely.

"If the prince has nothing else to do..." He was about to leave.

Never wanted to be interrupted: "How is the princess's shoulder injury?" Feng Qing asked casually.

Ye Feiwan couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, Feng Qing would care about her?He turned his head and glanced outside the door, but there was no red rain in the sky.

"Don't be overwhelmed, it's just entering the palace to face the saint. Because of your injuries, the matter of facing the saint has been delayed again and again. Now that it's healed, I still have to enter this palace!" Feng Qing snorted softly. There was a hint of awkwardness in between.

Knowing this earlier, Ye Feiwan sneered in her heart, she didn't care much, her face was still calm: "The injury is mostly healed, if the prince is because of this, he will be able to enter the palace in a few days."

"Very good." Feng Qing nodded, turned his head and thought of something, "Since the princess is also looking at the beauty, it is very good, what do you think, how about this king accepting her?"

This her, of course, is Nanmei.

Ye Feiwan raised her head abruptly and looked into Feng Qing's eyes.

She kept Nanmei because she wanted to seal Qing with anger, but...if Feng Qing took her...

In the previous life, that Liu Ruyan, who resembled Qu Yan, entered after three years, but now...

"Is the lord serious?" She asked, her eyes deepened.

She no longer has the mind to play those little love games with him. She has experienced too much, and she has no desire to play around. However, in the past and present, the wish of being a couple for a lifetime has never changed.

She will never serve a husband with others.

"..." Feng Qing stared at her without saying a word.

But inexplicably, looking at her eyes at this moment, there was a burst of irritability in my heart.

She always seemed to be looking at someone through him. That gaze...as if it could penetrate his soul, made his heart heavy.

"Pfft..." Ye Feiwan suddenly laughed, and everyone who laughed looked at her.

"My lord," she said quietly, "Are you really going to take this girl?" There was a smile on her brows, but deep in her eyes, there was no trace of a smile.

Feng Qing even felt that... if he nodded, she would disappear from his eyes forever in the next moment.

His heart froze, he quickly frowned: "Forget it, you are not worthy of giving this king an opinion." Turning his head, he looked at Shao Yao, "Hurry up and help her go back." His voice added annoyance.

Shao Yao was stunned, and nodded hastily: "Miss, I will help you back to the backyard..."

The two figures slowly disappeared at the door.

Feng Qing frowned, never felt that the word "Miss" was so harsh...

……

Ye Feiwan always looked calm.

Back in the room, drank the medicine, and after washing, asked Shaoyao to rest.

Dealing with Feng Qing, it was always easy for her to get tired, and she quickly closed her eyes while lying on the couch.

But had a dream.

She dreamed that Feng Qing wanted Liu Ruyan to be her side concubine in her previous life. At that time, her quarrelsome temperament had already been smoothed out a lot. She knew that Feng Qing didn't love her, and it would be great to just want to be with her for a lifetime.

However, she couldn't stand Feng Qing marrying someone else, so she went to find Feng Qing, and she asked him: "Why? Why do you want to accept a side concubine?"

Feng Qing looked at her, and after three years of getting along with her, he was no longer as alienated from her as before. He said: "Bestowed by the emperor himself."

Ye Feiwan smiled, and asked back: "Now you are the supervisor of the country, all the power in the world is in your hands, regretting the marriage is only a word."

Feng Qing said, "Then, why didn't Miss Ye, the daughter of the richest man, regret the marriage?"

Ye Feiwan had nothing to say, and it was then that she realized that in Feng Qing's heart, the forced marriage back then was a thorn in the end, and he couldn't let it go.

"Huh—" He suddenly woke up.

Ye Feiwan turned his head and looked out the window, the sky was still dark, it was pitch black, and there was no light to be seen.

It seems that the fact that Feng Qing said she was going to accept Nan Mei reminded her of her previous life.

Ye Feiwan poured himself a cup of herbal tea, drank it and managed to relax a bit, but after all, he couldn't sleep anymore.

He got up and went to the courtyard, and when he looked up, he could see the gloomy roof of the cold courtyard in the darkness.

The worst thing is to spend the rest of her life in the cold courtyard, she quietly said to herself, her heart really gradually calmed down.

The next day, in the morning, the sky was slightly gloomy.

When Ye Feiwan returned to his room, the sky was turning pale, but he didn't expect to wake up early the next day without being tired.

Shao Yao entered the door with a basin in her hand, her expression was full of annoyance.

"Who messed with you?" Ye Feiwan asked casually after rinsing his mouth, wiping his face with a handkerchief.

"Miss..." Shaoyao paused, "I heard that candles were lit all night in a study yesterday, and the woman left by the prince has never come out!"

Ye Feiwan paused while holding the handkerchief, and quickly regained his composure: "That beauty is indeed beautiful, you saw it last night too, the prince is also a man, isn't he?"

"But..." Shao Yao was stunned by these words, and her voice also mumbled, "The lord obviously just married the young lady, and the young lady got hurt because of him..."

"Soon?" Ye Feiwan smiled, "It's been a long time."

Past and present lives, too long.

"By the way," thinking about it, Ye Feiwan thought of something again, and his expression turned serious. "In the future, don't say that I was hurt because of him. I protect him because..."

Having said that, she froze slightly.

It was because... She couldn't explain the reason herself, it was because of the instinct of her body.She clearly told herself that she didn't love or hate, and that she would no longer have such passionate emotions when she saw him, but... when the long sword struck, she still took a step forward.

It's just that she will never say these words again.

"It's because he is the prince and my husband. Even if it were someone else, I would stand in the way."

(End of this chapter)