The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 394 What's so good about foxes?

Ye Feiwan looked at Feng Qing with puzzled eyes, then looked down at the shapeless concentric knot in his hand, nodded and said, "Yes."

Otherwise, why would she buy that little thing that doesn't look very delicate?
Feng Qing's expression had already froze.

The concentric knot is what she threw in the pot, not a pair bought by Feng Jiucheng.He... actually sulked for a whole day because of this little thing, and even tossed himself onto the sickbed.

And Feng Jiucheng... Feng Qing pursed his thin lips tightly. He clearly saw his misunderstanding, but he didn't explain it. It was clear... that he had the intention to misunderstand him.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Feng Qing's uncertain expression, Ye Feiwan asked back.

Feng Qing suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the woman in front of him, and his ears warmed up: "It's nothing." He paused, looked down at the concentric knot in his hand, and handed it to her, "Go ahead, finish the compilation." It can also be tied on a jade badge."

Ye Feiwan was surprised, wondering how his attitude could change so quickly, looked down at the loose knot, and shook his head: "Forget it, I've lost my mind."

Feng Qing paused, and forcefully stuffed the concentric knot into her hand: "If you let me make it up, you can make it up." Having said that, he coughed softly, "Make up one more, if the gold thread is not enough, I will order someone to send it to you." Come."

Ye Feiwan frowned and looked at him, the concentric knot in her hand was limp, with a few wisps of warmth still remaining: "Someday you will be in the mood." She put it aside.

Feng Qing quickly glanced at the seat of the concentric knot, retracted his gaze and said in a low voice: "Yes." Then he thought of something again, and took out the script again, "You haven't responded to my question just now."

"what is the problem?"

"You like this kind of man?" Xu Shi was in a good mood, Feng Qing mercifully pointed at the man's name that was ticked off in the script.

Ye Feiwan didn't expect him to still remember this kind of thing: "It's just a book to pass the time to read..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Qing: "I don't know why, you will read this kind of script to pass the time?"

Speaking of this, he looked down from her mark, and then read the words above lightly, his voice was clear, but with a little ambiguous hoarseness: "Don't feel too uncomfortable, graceful and graceful, with affectionate body movements, carefree The posture is vertical. The make-up is thin and the clothes are light, and the smile is welcome and farewell. Holding the fan and shaking together, folding the flower branches and facing each other. Stepping up the incense steps, climbing the feast and moving. Bathing together, like mandarin ducks in a pond; sleeping together on a bed, like embroidering Court..."

"Feng Qing!" Ye Feiwan blushed and interrupted him hastily.

How did she know...the back of the script is so bold.

"Why?" Feng Qing raised her eyes lightly, looked at her blood-red cheeks and ears, her gaze sank slightly, and she didn't feel her breathing was a little heavy. After a while, she said slowly, "You can see, I will read no?"

"I..." Ye Feiwan was speechless for a while, before he said in a low voice, "I haven't seen it yet, if I knew it was like this, I wouldn't put it on the bedside."

Feng Qing stared at her for a while, and finally bypassed the topic: "So, you like the male fox in the script?"

"The script at that time!" Ye Feiwan said helplessly.

"It's not like I've never seen someone who is obsessed with illusory people." Feng Qing pondered for a while, but then thought of something, and his face darkened.

He finally understood why seeing that male fox gave him a strange unhappiness in his heart. Now that he thought about it, the storybook's description of the male fox's seductiveness and his flirtatious appearance in Xinghuan Pavilion were very similar...

Fu leisure.

Feng Qing looked at Ye Feiwan's still drooping head and her bright red earlobes, pondered for a moment, casually threw the scripture book forward, and threw it into the stove beside her.

The pages of the book were swept by flames, and the flames became stronger immediately.

Ye Feiwan whispered, "What are you doing?"

"Reluctantly?" Feng Qing only looked at her lightly, "Where's the jade badge I gave you?" He asked suddenly.

After a short meal, Ye Fei took out the jade badge: "I told you, if you regret it and want to take it back, you can always..."

"Who said I'm going to take it back?" Feng Qing interrupted her, his gaze slowly shifted from the jade chapter to her face, "Ye Feiwan, you know the jade chapter is very precious." His voice was extremely serious.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she nodded, she knew it, that's why it was heavy in her hand.

"No one else has seen this jade chapter before."

Ye Feiwan was still nodding her head indiscriminately, but her heart became more and more confused.

"I gave you such a valuable item, you should also repay me?" Feng Qing continued.

Ye Feiwan was used to nodding his head, and only after clicking did he realize what he said: "Huh?"

Feng Qing said without changing his face: "I have given you such a precious jade badge, you should also repay me, and do something that makes me happy, right?"

"I said, you can take back the jade badge..."

"Then you abandoned him in the palace on your birthday, and now you are still suffering from the cold and can only lie on the sickbed?" Feng Qing asked back.

"..." Ye Feiwan stopped and remained silent for a long time, "What do you want?"

Feng Qing stared at her deeply, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and finally said: "I'm hungry."

"The imperial dining room has already prepared food. You keep saying that you have no appetite. I will let them bring it now." Ye Feiwan turned his head and wanted to leave.

"I want to eat longevity noodles." Feng Qing said slowly, and then added, "You made it yourself."

Ye Feiwan: "...Why did you suddenly change your taste?" He clearly didn't like it before.

Feng Qing's face was slightly pale, and he said in a low voice: "I have a headache, if you don't want to, go outside and rest, and don't let those people from the imperial dining room come in." A bit wronged.

Ye Feiwan frowned and stiffened for a moment: "Will you go back and rest after eating the longevity noodles?"

Feng Qing paused slightly, Feng Qing's eyes fell on the stove, the story book hadn't finished burning yet, but the flame had already weakened, he was still panting, his eyes moved slightly, and then he nodded: "Okay."

Ye Feiwan managed to calm down, and finally got up and walked out.

Behind her, Feng Qing looked at her back, and slowly pursed her lips.

It's not bad, it's like starting over.He gently leaned against the bed, some words, some things, he couldn't say it in the past, but now he realizes that it's not that difficult.

Ye Feiwan's Longevity Noodles were quickly prepared and delivered, and according to the order of the imperial chef, he used a big tonic chicken soup to make the noodle soup. The smell made the index finger move.

Feng Qing didn't say much this time, and quickly used up a bowl of longevity noodles, and then walked off the bed without anyone's help, his face was clearly pale, but his back was extremely straight, he looked at her: "I agree. You will go back and rest, and you will not break your promise."

After finishing the words, his eyes quickly swept towards the stove, the words had been burned to ashes, and the last tiny flame danced slightly due to the sound of the wind he walked by, and then went out.

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at Feng Qing's back. She still couldn't believe that he was so polite all of a sudden, but it seemed... with a slight sense of loss.

Not lost.

A layer of cold sweat rose from Ye Feiwan's back, and he unconsciously rubbed the jade badge in his sleeve pocket with his hand, still feeling uneasy.

It's just...she didn't worry for too long.

The night is approaching, and lights can be seen everywhere in the palace.

Eunuch Li walked in with a whisk in hand: "Miss Ye, the emperor wants you to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

(End of this chapter)