The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 396
Twelfth lunar month twenty-eight, morning.

The sky has been gloomy for several days, and the sky seems to be brighter than usual.

Ye Feiwan sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, combing her long hair.

Suddenly thinking of what happened a few days ago, she never thought about it, the person who asked "What if I get old" was Feng Qing.

She originally thought that "old age and fading, fading and falling in love" was a woman's worry.

That night, she finally returned to Jiuhua Palace, and nothing happened with Feng Qing.

"Miss is in a good mood today." Suyun walked in, holding a copper basin in his hand, "Miss' complexion is also getting better."

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, but stopped when she looked into the bronze mirror. The woman in the mirror had a slight smile on her lips, and her pale cheeks seemed to have a little more rosiness.

"Girl?" Seeing that she hadn't responded for a long time, Suyun called out in a low voice.

Ye Feiwan suddenly came back to his senses, and for a long time withdrew the smile on his lips; "It's just... I suddenly thought of something happy."

"It must be related to the emperor." Suyun walked behind her, took the wooden comb in her hand, and combed it one by one, joking in her mouth.

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, is it so easy to see?
She stretched out her hand and gently placed it on her heart. The warm and powerful heartbeat sounded again and again, as if it was coming back to life.

But what about him?

Ben's warm heart seemed to suddenly cool down a bit.

He has never said he likes her, how does he feel about her...?
"Girl, girl?" Su Yun's low voice sounded.

Ye Feiwan's fingertips trembled, and she quickly lowered her hand over her heart: "Huh?"

"The emperor will come over at noon, how about a plantain bun for you?" Su Yun said softly, "Your eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, and this bun complements you even more beautiful."

Ye Feiwan looked at Su Yun's long hair slightly tied up in the mirror: "You don't need to be so troublesome, just put it behind your back."

Suyun said: "Yes." But her heart was full of confusion. If it was the other woman, she might have tried her best to please the emperor, no matter how good-looking she was, but Miss Ye...

In the end, she didn't dare to say anything, she combed it gently, and only tied Ye Feiwan's black hair with a pink ribbon. Her jet-black hair reflected her white skin and vermilion lips, and there was an inexplicable sense of beauty behind her. It also flicked slightly as she walked.

Ye Feiwan didn't want to make himself think too much, and it was unavoidably dull in the inner room, so he simply took out the silk rope that he had made for concentric knots a few days ago, went outside in the sunshine, sat quietly at the door, and weaved carefully.

"Young girl's weaving is pretty tight." The little eunuch serving at the door praised.

Ye Feiwan smiled shyly. Her hand was really not a coincidence. Now that someone praised her, she felt a little more happy: "Since you like it, I will give you one more."

"I also think the girl's weaving is beautiful!" The clever little eunuch beside him was not happy, and said the same.

"Then I'll give you one." Ye Feiwan also agreed.

"Thank you, miss." The little eunuch raised his voice.

In the sunlight, the woman's blue hair was tinged with a faint light color, and the shadow of a strand of hair reflected by her ears swayed slightly, and her long eyelashes cast fine and long shadows on her eyelids, and a faint light shone around her body, as if just Looking at it, I feel that the world is troubled, only she is so beautiful.

When Feng Qing walked into the Jiuhua Palace, what he saw was this touching scene.

His footsteps unknowingly eased a little, and he stood quietly at the gate of the palace watching, but his heart was inexplicably sour.

Past and Present.

There has been too much time between them.

In his previous life, he had fantasized countless times that she was sitting not far from him, just standing or sitting quietly, and when he heard his movements, he would raise his head and give him a light smile, just a smile seemed to be able to kill her.

In this life, she still experienced so many tortures and unforgettable memories. He finally remembered the past life, but she turned around and forgot everything.

They are always missing.

But this time, he won't allow himself to miss it.

"Meow—" A thin meow broke the silence.

Feng Qing suddenly came back to her senses, looked at the precious little thing in her hand, pursed her lips, walked over just now, and stuffed the little thing into the woman's arms.

Ye Feiwan carefully weaved the concentric knot. She never thought that there was a snow-white thing in her arms. She was frightened and straightened her back. Then she realized that there was a snow-white cat in her arms. , the cat is still young, but it is the size of her hand, and it nestles into a small ball, leaning on her lap.

"What is this?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"A Siamese cat that came as a tribute from Siam," Feng Qing explained, with a rare look on his face. "I heard that this cat is extremely precious, and I was happy to see it, so I kept it."

Not to mention, when he saw the cat for the first time, he thought of her, especially when the kitten's tiny paws were flying wildly, he even remembered the feeling of her in his arms that night, like a kitten scratching his heart generally.

Therefore, among the thousands of rare treasures that came as tribute, he left this thing behind.

"If you stay, stay, why send it to me?" Ye Feiwan frowned.

The smile on Feng Qing's face froze a bit, and it took a while before he said, "You don't like it?" There was a bit of grievance in the voice.

Ye Feiwan put down the concentric knot in her hand, and held the cat in her palm: "This little thing is too precious." She shook her head and handed it to him, "I have to be raised by others now, how can I raise such a thing?" A precious little thing?"

"I gave it to you, and you will take care of it!" Feng Qing's enthusiasm seemed to be frozen in an instant, and her voice was tense, and she sent her hand back, "Can't I still afford to take care of you two?"

Ye Feiwan was taken aback by what he said, and then looked at the gadget in his hand, but did not send it out after all.

Feng Qing's complexion finally became clearer, but he saw the concentric knot in her hand again, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Finally you are willing to make it up?" As he spoke, he took the concentric knot over, and then frowned, "Why do I see?" Is it even less than last time?"

On the side, the expressions of the two young eunuchs changed, but they didn't dare to move. They just stood there, bowed their heads and said nothing.

Feng Qing was smart, thought for a moment, then turned to look at the two young eunuchs with strange expressions, and his eyes fell on the concentric knots on their waists.

As far as the shape of the concentric knot is concerned, it is not much different from the ones on the market, but there are a few golden threads mixed in it, but it is not seen by the folks, and it is clear at a glance who made it.

Feng Qing frowned tightly, as if an unknown fire was burning in his heart, he said it himself several times that day, but she never agreed, but today he gave it to each of the two little eunuchs?Is it possible that he is not as good as these two?

After being stared at by Feng Qing for a long time, the little eunuch's heart was already trembling, and his body was half cold. He admired Miss Ye even more, for being able to face the Holy Majesty's anger when he was angry.

"Did you send them off?" Feng Qing said slowly, clearly asking Ye Feiwan, but her eyes were always on the waists of the two young eunuchs.

The little eunuch's face was pale, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop": "Your Majesty, forgive me."

(End of this chapter)