The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 395
Ye Feiwan followed Eunuch Li, quietly walking towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

But in his heart he was very puzzled, he knew why he had only left during the day, so why did he announce himself to go at night.

When he reached the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Eunuch Li bowed respectfully: "Miss, the emperor is waiting for you inside."

After the words fell, the person had already left and stood quietly outside the hall gate.

Ye Feiwan looked at the dark Hall of Mental Cultivation in astonishment. Night had come and the surroundings were pitch black, but there were no candles lit in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and it was completely dark.

She took a light breath before carefully pushing open the palace door, when a gust of sandalwood mixed with heat came, and it smelled so good.

Her thoughts became more relaxed, and she followed the memory around the outer hall, and when her eyes finally got used to the darkness, she was able to vaguely see some outlines and walked to the door of the inner bedroom.

"Your Majesty?" She called out in a low voice, in the darkness, only her voice could be heard in the huge outer hall, and there was not even a servant serving in the palace.

"..." No one answered.

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and changed her address: "Feng Qing?"

This time, there was a soft "pop" sound in the inner bedroom.

Ye Feiwan paused and knocked lightly on the door.

There was no movement inside.

After calming down her shortness of breath, Ye Feiwan gently pushed the inner bedroom door open.Like the outer hall, the inner bedroom is in the same darkness, except that the window reflects the light from the outside, and a tall and tall figure can be vaguely seen standing there, with a thin waist, like a dream.

"Feng Qing?" Ye Feiwan called out in a low voice.

The figure moved.

Ye Feiwan finally calmed down, and his voice relaxed a bit: "You called me here, why..." Something.

Before the last word could be said, a red candle on the table in front of the window was suddenly lit, emitting a faint yellow ambiguous light.

And the figure standing in front of the lanai window also slowly turned around, his eyes were like thick ink, staring deeply at her.

Ye Feiwan's breathing stagnates.

Feng Qing in front of him, under the dim light of the candlelight, looked like a ghost or an evil god.

He did not wear the white clothes that he used to look like a banished fairy, but instead wore a red robe with wide sleeves and double breasted, which was loosely worn on his body, revealing a pale jade chest, thin but with a faint luster of perfect texture.

His black hair was curled up even more, and it was only draped casually behind his face and on both sides of his face, reflecting the candlelight at the side, making his eyebrows look like a demon even more.The eyes are slightly squinted, and there seems to be light flowing in them, extremely enchanting and unparalleled.

He walked towards her slowly, with his red wide sleeves fluttering slightly behind him, like a blood-stained cloud, it was a bit ambiguous in the dark night.

Ye Feiwan stared blankly, staring at him for a long time and couldn't look away.

The smile on Feng Qing's lips deepened, and he finally stood in front of her. The cold fragrance, which was no longer the same as before, and the thin warm fragrance mixed with the sandalwood in the palace entered Dao Ye Feiwan's nose, and her consciousness was a little hazy. .

The next moment, he bent down, looked at her with lowered eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Are you satisfied with what you saw?"

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled, and she wanted to nod her head instinctively, but suddenly thought of something, and quickly took half a step back. Fortunately, there was only a candle, so she couldn't see her face clearly at the moment.

"You, what are you doing?" Ye Feiwan's voice became hoarse, and he looked around, but he refused to look at the man in front of him.

Feng Qing straightened her waist, glanced at the distance between the two, and immediately strode forward, walking up to her again.Gently raised her chin with one hand, forcing her to meet her gaze halfway.

"Don't you like it?" He asked in a low voice.

Ye Feiwan's heart was beating faster and faster, and the roots of his ears were numb. After a while, he reluctantly said: "Feng Qing, you..."

"If you don't like it, why don't you leave the storybook under the pillow?" Feng Qing didn't wait for her to respond, and continued to bow his head, with his lips close to her ear, "If you don't like it, you can write that male fox with a pen." Hook it up? If you don't like it, you will blush when you hear me read those words in the storybook..."

"..." Ye Feiwan stood there in a daze, with the man's ambiguous and hoarse whispers in his ears, a tall and warm body in front of him, and... that white jade-like skin wrapped under the big red robe...

Ye Feiwan's breathing became short of breath.

"What's so good about that male fox?" Feng Qing was still talking, and finally moved away from her ear, and slowly moved to her eyes. The distance between her cheek and her cheek was only two fingers away. He hummed, "Does that male fox look as good as me?"

Ye Feiwan's fingertips trembled.

No, she never thought that Feng Qing, who was used to wearing white clothes, would look so stunning in red. It turned out that... when he deliberately got up, he was so enchanting, like a moonlight stained with blood.

"Let me think about it, if according to the script, the male fox invites the woman to come, then... what will I do next..." Feng Qing narrowed her eyes, and actually moved away a little, thinking seriously.

Ye Feiwan's mind was already in chaos, and he couldn't remember the content of the storybook at all.

"I thought about it," Feng Qing laughed lowly, reached out to touch the cheek of the woman in front of her, turned her hand slightly, and lightly recounted the words in the storybook, "'Lightly brush your temples, half untie your clothes, staring at her soft and smooth skin, Touching the exquisite white jade...'"

His hand, following his words, moved slowly, tucking her hair back, then slipped down, and landed on her shoulder, caressing the beautiful bones.

Ye Feiwan's body trembled, but she couldn't move as if she was pinned, and she only called out in a low voice, "Feng Qing, don't..."

Feng Qing stared blankly, raised her eyes to look at her, her hands became more and more tense.

Her voice was hoarse and charming, like a kitten, scratching his heart.

"You don't want to?" He tilted his head and asked back.

Ye Feiwan looked at the monstrous man in front of him. During the day, he was clearly still the aloof emperor, but now he tilted his head and looked at her with such clear eyes.

His lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.

Feng Qing lowered her eyes and smiled: "Feiwan, Wanwan..." He leaned closer to her ear and kissed her lightly.

Ye Feiwan trembled: "Don't..."

"Lie." Feng Qing whispered, "The earlobe is so hot."

"..." Ye Feiwan stood stiffly in place, her heart beating violently, she could even feel Feng Qing's lips moving to her cheeks and collarbone.

After a while, it seems to please.

"Feng Qing," her breathing was tight, "...I'm not ready yet."

She didn't know how she felt about Feng Qing now, what happened to their in-laws in the past, and why Feng Qing changed so much.

There was a white mist between them, on the other side of the white mist, he still hated her very much, but on the other side of the white mist, he treated her so considerately and tenderly.

It's not that she doesn't believe it, she just can't believe it.

The lips lingering on the beauty's bones froze, Feng Qing closed his eyes, suppressed his heavy breathing, and after a long time, he suddenly stretched out his hand to embrace the woman in his arms.

"Okay." He whispered, hugging her tightly, as if embedded in his body.

Ye Feiwan leaned quietly in his arms, and could clearly hear two powerful heartbeats in his ears.

I don't know how long.

"Ye Feiwan." Feng Qing's voice suddenly came from above his head.

"……Um."

"You really like this outfit and this face tonight." Feng Qing continued.Otherwise, why did she seldom look at him with such infatuated eyes tonight?
Ye Feiwan froze, pursed her lips and remained silent.

Tonight, he is indeed very good-looking, as attractive as a fox.

Feng Qing frowned, and was silent for a moment: "What if... I will grow old in the future?"

(End of this chapter)