The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 429 It's Only You

When Ye Feiwan arrived at the Imperial Garden, there was already a layer of velvet blankets, beside the velvet blankets were still standing palace lanterns, and the long letter lanterns hanging under the house were also swaying gently under the night wind.

The stage had already been set up, and two actors in floral dresses were singing softly on it to warm up the scene.

In front of the stage, all the officials and their family members followed, the two red sandalwood chairs on the main seat were still empty, and there were several stoves with a hood around them, burning charcoal fire, steaming, but not cold.

Ye Feiwan stood at the back of the Imperial Garden in a daze, only now did she realize that in this huge palace, without Feng Qing, she didn't even know where she should be staying.

Here... there is no place for her.

"The night is cold, what are you doing standing here?" A man's voice came from behind, with a slightly hoarse voice.

Ye Feiwan was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw Feng Qing standing behind her, wearing a black robe with dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread, it was luxurious and gorgeous, but his face was pale, and his amazing eyebrows and eyes added a bit of sickness. It is beautiful, and looks even more charming in the night.

Ye Feiwan hurriedly retracted her gaze, and unconsciously glanced at the many courtiers in front of her and the officials who had already been seated. She was in front of them, and she hurriedly blessed her body: "Shen..."

Before the words were spoken, the wrist was slowly lifted by a big hand.

Feng Qing never let go of her hand, grabbed her wrist and walked inside: "The invited theater troupe is well-known in the capital, and was once invited by the royal family of Dachen. The storyteller is even a member of the capital Open your mouth, you will like it in a while."

His voice was very flat, as if nothing happened last night.

Ye Feiwan glanced at the big hand with cold fingertips on his wrist, and finally followed behind him without saying a word.

After all the officials saluted, Feng Qing took Ye Feiwan to the main seat beside him, completely ignoring the gazes of the surroundings.Everyone knew who that seat was for, but no one dared to point it out, they just pretended they hadn't seen it before, and focused their attention on the stage.

"Your Majesty, this is a famous repertoire by the troupe..." Eunuch Li stood respectfully behind Feng Qing holding a black booklet and said in a low voice, "The most famous one is this one." side'..."

Feng Qing frowned slightly: "Change."

Eunuch Li hurriedly said again: "There is also Cui Yingying..."

Feng Qing's face suddenly darkened: "Change again."

Eunuch Li flipped through the pages again: "Your Majesty, no matter how famous you are, it's the old-fashioned excerpts, such as this Liang Zhu..."

Since ancient times, it has been tragic and moving, and most of the operas sung by actors are tragic.

Feng Qing's face was slightly pale. Those scenes all ended with parting ways. Just hearing the name made people feel irritated. He turned his head and quickly glanced at Ye Feiwan beside him. She was also looking at him.

"Since we haven't chosen which part to sing yet, let the storyteller tell a part first." Ye Feiwan looked at the cold sweat on Eunuch Li's forehead and said aloud.

Feng Qing's expression softened a little, and she glanced at her: "Follow what Miss Ye said."

Eunuch Li felt relieved, and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

The stove on the side was still steaming slowly, and there were faint sparks shining through the windshield.

There was slight movement on the stage, and Ye Feiwan looked up. The storyteller was dressed in green, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a gavel fell on the wooden table, and he was already speaking vividly.

Ning Sige's little eunuch's storytelling is naturally not as good as the storyteller in front of him, and the stories he tells are not as novel and vivid as the storyteller's, but Ye Feiwan only feels...not as exciting as what he heard in Ning Sige yesterday.

She stared blankly, feeling lost in thought.

"Don't like it?" Feng Qing's tense voice came from beside her, who was always paying attention to her.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly came back to his senses, only shaking his head, seeing Feng Qing about to pick up a piece of chestnut jelly cake from the corner of his eye, thinking that he didn't know what to say, he also took a piece from his side, blocking It goes without saying if you shut up.

Feng Qing took the chestnut jelly cake and gave the hand that was about to reach out to her, but slowly retracted it for a long time, and ate the chestnut jelly cake by himself.

It is very sweet and greasy, and the greasy people feel agitated.

"It's not late." Feng Qing said suddenly.

Ye Feiwan looked at him.

Feng Qing never looked at her, but still looked at the stage: "The seat you are sitting in, everyone knows what it means, you... really don't know?" A little nervous.

The Queen's seat is the most honorable position except for the Son of Heaven.

He thought about it for a long time when he went back last night. He didn't want to wait for her to nod anymore. The only way for her to stay by his side was to become his queen.

Ye Feiwan's eyes froze, and she also turned her gaze to the stage. She couldn't hear what the storyteller said, and only heard her own voice: "Let's not say that all officials will have objections, Feng Qing," she said. Ding Ding looked ahead, "What's behind this seat? Will there be another seat? And will this seat be replaced one day?"

Feng Qing's face was pale: "There will be no one else, I..."

"In my previous life, I believed that you would have no one else," Ye Feiwan interrupted him, whispering in a tone that could only be heard by the two of you, "but later, you still welcomed others to enter."

This is the first time Ye Feiwan has openly and honestly mentioned the fact that he accepted a side concubine in his previous life.This was originally an arrow piercing her heart, but now that she said it, she realized that it would not hurt anymore.

Feng Qing's face was pale, and she whispered for a while: "I've never touched her..."

Even if he went to Liu Ruyan's room at that time, he just sat outside all night, just... wanting to get angry with her, but Ye Feiwan stayed quietly in the cold courtyard all the time, never getting angry. Only him.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes and remained silent.

After he accepted the side concubine, she seldom went to Feng Qing anymore, and after she died, she didn't know what happened afterwards.

"After you... left, there will be no mistress in the mansion anymore..." Feng Qing's voice was a little confused, her brows were tightly frowned, "After I buried your body, I drove her away, Ye Feiwan, It's always been you..."

"Feng Qing," Ye Feiwan interrupted him, stood up abruptly, the slight movement easily attracted the attention of the people around her, she paused, glanced at the still steaming stove, and lowered her voice : "I'm bored here, so I'll go out to get some air first."

After saying that, she quickly walked towards the dim imperial garden behind her, and Suyun hurriedly followed.

Ye Feiwan walked quickly, until he felt that the noise was far away from him, and finally he was relieved.

She has to get out of there.

Because, when Feng Qing said "It's always been only you", apart from her heavy sadness—because she was never loved in life, and she could only get a little bit of his sincerity after death, there was also... the star that she thought had died long ago. At that moment, my heart beat slightly.

Just like back then, when she drove past the restaurant, through the lanai window, she first saw Feng Qing dressed in white, drinking wine alone amidst the noise...

(End of this chapter)