The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 412 He likes her?

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there is still the dry heat from the earth dragon burning just now, and there are occasional crackling sounds of charcoal fire in the stove.

Ye Feiwan was still leaning on the soft pillow of the bed, her hand was gently held in the palm of Feng Qing, her fingertips felt numb.

Feng Qing's voice sounded quietly in the hall.

He said he liked her.

"It's not late?" Xu Shi hadn't noticed her response for a long time, and the uneasiness in Feng Qing's heart eased a little, and he raised his eyes to look at her seriously.

Ye Feiwan reacted quickly, and quickly broke free from his palm.

Feng Qing stared blankly at her empty palm, and finally found her own voice after a long while, "What's the matter?"

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes drooped slightly to cover up his excess emotions, and he looked at his fingertips: "Are you kidding me?"

Feng Qing frowned, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the solitary curl on top of her loose hair: "You said... am I joking?"

"Isn't it?" Ye Feiwan asked back, gently stroking the last finger of her left hand with her right hand, her last finger was icy cold in the palace that was obviously glowing with heat, "Your Majesty, you can't just say things like being happy with someone, lest you Misleading."

Feng Qing looked at her in disbelief: "What if I said that I wasn't joking?"

Ye Feiwan raised her head in a daze, and immediately met his gaze, which was as deep and black as an ancient well, but at this moment there were subtle waves surging: "What?"

Feng Qing pursed her thin lips lightly: "This is what I want to tell you tonight," he looked into her eyes and said word by word, "When you left Beijing, I searched for you for two years ;I found you later, but you wanted to marry Fu Xian, I couldn't bear it no matter what; I didn't even want to call myself 'Zhen' in front of you, and you wanted to concubine me and fill the harem, I just feel annoyed... ..."

"Ye Feiwan, do you think these words and things are all jokes?"

He saved a lot of things.

In the previous life, after she died, he lived his whole life and ended his life early. In this life, he only remembered the past after losing her.

In those two years, he never dared to sleep deeply, because he would always think of her previous life lying on a sickbed in a cold courtyard, pale and breathless, and she left him alone; The appearance of resolutely leaving, she gave up on her again.

She put on her wedding dress to marry and help her.She was still so pretty, but she was also very dazzling, so dazzling that he wanted to destroy everything, including himself!

The reason why she doesn't call herself "Zhen" is because she always likes to call herself a "minister of the people" in front of him.He just wanted the distance between the two of them to be closer, and even closer.

She wanted to be a couple for the rest of her life, so all the papers that asked him to fill the harem were thrown to the Ministry of Internal Affairs without even looking at them.

How can all these things be said to be just a joke?
Ye Feiwan's expression remained calm when he heard his words, but his hands were clenched tightly.

Feng Qing in the past, in the previous life, would never say such things to her. He would always tell Gao Feng to tell her that he would not return home tonight; only on her birthday, after she had prepared everything, Say "You don't need to be like this"; after she expressed her heart to him, he said "These words, the princess said when she married me"...

"It's not late?" Feng Qing called her in a low voice, with a hint of probing in her tone.

Ye Feiwan stared at him intently, and smiled at him for a long time: "Feng Qing, you and I were indeed husband and wife in the past, but we have reconciled after all."

Feng Qing's face turned pale.

"I know, you have always been the person in charge, and based on the past in-laws, you will not let me fend for myself, but..." She paused, pursing her red lips, "You don't need to do this, I don't need you to be responsible..."

"I'm not responsible!" Before she finished speaking, Feng Qing interrupted her, her voice was hurried, but the next moment, she stopped when she saw her eyes.

He suddenly remembered that when she showed her heart to him, he looked at her like this.

It's just that he thought about it countless times. After he said these words tonight, she might respond to her. Maybe she would refuse, maybe she would agree, or if he hadn't considered it well, he would give her time.

But Dudu never thought that she would doubt it.

"You don't believe it..." he murmured.

Ye Feiwan paused, then shook her head for a long time: "Feng Qing, it's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I don't dare to believe it." After saying that, she stretched out her hand to lift off the quilt on her body, "You can't keep women in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. After all, it is not suitable here, so I will go back first..."

With that said, she got up and got off the bed.

This Hall of Mental Cultivation was too dull, and it was extremely difficult for her to even breathe here.Dizzy, too many past memories crowded in his mind, dull soreness in his temples.

Feng Qing actually said to her at this moment, he likes her?

After she thought of the past, his happy words only made people laugh.A person who hates her and abandons her says that she likes her. If she believes it, she will be hurt even more next time.

She just wanted to escape here quickly.

However, before she could stand up, her wrist tightened and was grabbed.

Ye Feiwan was stunned, looked sideways, Feng Qing didn't look at her, he was still sitting on the edge of the bed with his head lowered, but his hands trapped her like a copper wall, and he didn't relax at all.

Ye Feiwan earned a bit, but of course he never broke away.

She was discouraged, and her voice lowered a little: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Feng Qing's hand holding her wrist froze, and a sudden sense of weakness rose in his heart.

——a kind of powerlessness where she is clearly in front of his eyes, but he still can't touch her.

In the past, he walked ahead and avoided her, but she always chased after him, smiling openly, even if she liked it, she said it was bright without hiding it.She knows all his preferences.

But when he wanted to turn around, he realized that his understanding of the woman behind him was so shallow that even at this moment, he couldn't even find a reason to keep her.

In the end, his grip on her wrist was gradually loosened, and he slumped powerlessly beside the bed.

Ye Feiwan glanced at him, feeling slightly stagnant.Just for a moment, she actually felt that he was telling the truth. Fortunately, it was only for a moment.

Lowering her head, she wanted to pick up the embroidered shoes on the side of the bed and put them on.

But before her hand touched the embroidered shoe, the shoe was already taken by a big hand.

The embroidered shoes were brought by Suyun today, and the people from Yuxiufang embroidered the cloud and smoke patterns on the uppers one by one. Wrapped by his big pale hands, the embroidered shoes seemed much smaller.

"I'll help you." Feng Qing's voice was a little hoarse, and he was about to bring the embroidered shoes to her feet as he bowed his head.

Surprised in Ye Feiwan's heart, she quickly withdrew her feet: "I can do it myself..."

Feng Qing said nothing, just held the shoe and looked at her quietly, without any intention of returning the shoe.

The two were deadlocked.

After a long time, Feng Qing sighed, gently grabbed her ankle, her big hand reflected her porcelain white ankle, complementing each other perfectly.

He quietly put on the embroidered shoes before putting them down.

"I'll take you back."

(End of this chapter)