The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 399 I want to hear

On New Year's Eve, the sky was very sunny.

When Ye Feiwan woke up, the sun was already hanging on the branches outside.

After a while, Su Yun came in with a copper basin, his face still a bit terrified: "Miss, the emperor has been waiting in the outer hall early in the morning."

"What?" Ye Feiwan was a little surprised, "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

"The emperor won't allow it," Suyun smiled, "The emperor said that the girl is angry about getting up, and he is afraid that he will make you angry."

Ye Feiwan: "..." She did have the urge to get up, but she just kept it in her heart and never sent it to others easily. Feng Qing said it like this, as if she was on her own.

After putting on her clothes, Suyun chose another set of extremely delicate and elegant hair and face to put on her makeup, half an hour had passed.

When Ye Feiwan went out, he saw Feng Qing was running one hand along the cat's fur, waiting quietly, and only then looked over when he heard the movement here, his brows softened a bit.

Putting the cat aside, he walked towards her, the clothes had been changed, but the sympathetic knot at the waist was still there: "I have ordered people to prepare everything, you see whether to go to the dining room or here?"

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips: "Let's go to the restaurant, it's too troublesome to move here."

"What's the trouble?" Feng Qing sneered, seeing Ye Feiwan's expression was calm and busy, he restrained himself a bit, coughed and said, "Then go to the dining room."

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan nodded, and was about to get up and walk outside.

"Wait." Feng Qing interrupted her.

"how?"

Feng Qing just clapped his hands, and after a short while, several palace servants came in holding a gorgeous plum-colored golden silk white-pattern epiphyllum rain silk skirt, and moved carefully, the tail of the satin skirt was as elegant as a cloud.

"This is..." Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"Since you said that you are like ordinary people, don't ordinary people always wear new clothes during the New Year?" Feng Qing stared at her and said seriously.

Ye Feiwan: "..." This seemingly priceless skirt doesn't look like it can be worn by ordinary people?

In the end, she just nodded silently as a response.

Even if it is like an ordinary family, it is easy to celebrate the festival, but after all, this is the most noble palace in the world. Small red lanterns are pasted on the dead branches in the palace, and big red lanterns are dropped at the entrance of the palace.

Ye Feiwan and Feng Qing arrived at the dining room, there was no one there except for the stuffed noodles of the dumplings that had been prepared.

"Retire too." Feng Qing turned his head and said to the crowd following behind him.

"Yes." The crowd retreated hurriedly.

The last time it snowed, the two of them were also in the dining room, but Feng Qing was interrupted by Feng Jiucheng's sudden return, and in the end they couldn't make a good meal together.

Ye Feiwan cleaned his hands, and quickly got started. At first, he was a little unfamiliar, but he became familiar with it in just a moment.

On the other hand, Feng Qing, who clearly has the ability of photographic memory and is extremely intelligent, but even though she can make dumplings in the shape of dumplings with the dough, she still looks a bit nondescript.

Ye Feiwan laughed, he didn't expect him to be able to do it.

Feng Qing's expression was not at all embarrassed: "For ordinary couples, one person is enough." He said calmly, and quietly changed what she originally said "ordinary family" to "ordinary couple".

After finishing speaking, she quickly took another look at Ye Feiwan. She hadn't noticed that person, and while she was relieved, she felt a little frustrated in her heart.

"When did you wrap it up so nicely?" Feng Qing coughed lowly, looked at the woman's quiet profile, turned her fingers, and a small dumpling had already been wrapped.

Ye Feiwan squinted her eyes and smiled: "I was outside in those two years, and I always had to learn everything..." Halfway through speaking, he thought of something and stopped.

Feng Qing's hands froze. During this period of time, she rarely mentioned the two years of leaving, and he would not take the initiative to ask.Those two years were like a nightmare to him, he was in a daze, he was a walking corpse, he didn't know what day and night it would be.

But today, hearing her take the initiative to mention it, my heart was inexplicably relieved: "What else was there in those two years?" He asked in a low voice, "I want to hear it."

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes fluttered slightly: "In the beginning, when I first calmed down, my body was still very weak. One night, the wound suddenly relapsed for some reason. I was lying on the sick bed, and I didn't know the day and night..."

Feng Qing tightly grasped the face.

"I thought it was over like this," Ye Feiwan smiled, "I didn't expect to persevere, but I know less, I have to learn slowly, and I have suffered a lot in the beginning... You smashed the dumplings. " she said suddenly.

Feng Qing snapped back to his senses, looked at the mess in his hand, took the square towel and wiped it casually: "What else?"

"Anything else?" Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, "The other thing is that people can't be starved to death, they survived well."

"...Hmm." Feng Qing responded in a low voice, and suddenly said after a long silence, "Didn't you think of me?"

"What do you miss?" Ye Feiwan glanced at him, "I just remember that you dislike me very much."

"..." Feng Qing froze, "But I have always missed you."

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't respond this time.

"Feiwan," Feng Qing looked at her suddenly, "Do you believe in past and present lives?" He carefully looked at her eyebrows and eyes, it didn't matter if she forgot, as long as she believed it.

Ye Feiwan frowned and thought for a while: "I really want to answer or not, but..." However, she always felt that she had experienced it.

"But you believe it." Feng Qing responded for her, with a smile on the corner of her lips, "You believe me."

Ye Feiwan raised her eyes and glanced at him quickly, she pursed her mouth and said nothing.

Feng Qing's heart fell like a falling stone, with a smile on his face.

The two stayed in the dining hall for a whole day, and the sky turned gloomy in the afternoon.

When the night fell to the extreme, a few bursts of firecrackers could be faintly seen from outside the palace wall.

"It's time to go into the water," Ye Feiwan looked at Feng Qing and said, "You should also light firecrackers."

According to the folk rules, when the dumplings are put into the pot, the firecrackers will ring.

Feng Qing replied: "Okay." After saying that, she took the fire bag and walked out, but after a while, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers, the sound was deafening.

Ye Feiwan was standing in the steaming heat, his hand holding the spoon trembled.

Feng Qing hurriedly walked behind her, his hands still covered her ears with the chill of the winter night.

Ye Feiwan flinched from the ice, but the ear-shattering voice dissipated a lot. She turned her head and looked out the window, and she could faintly see bursts of light, and her eyes felt sour and hot. It had been too long since she had This is a safe and secure way to have a good festival.

Feng Qing never turned her eyes to look out of the window, but just looked at the side face of the woman who was quietly looking out of the window. Her lips were slightly raised, with a rosy and seductive luster, her long eyelashes curled up, and trembling eyes reflected on her eyelids. shadow.

"It's not too late." He said suddenly.

But the firecrackers outside the window were too loud, and his hands were still covering her ears, blocking his voice. Ye Feiwan didn't respond.

Feng Qing didn't care, and smiled lightly.

"Late night..."

He wanted to call her like this very early on.

(End of this chapter)