The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 433

The hot soup in the copper pot was still boiling, and the burning charcoal made a few small noises from time to time. The warm and warm atmosphere in the room was instantly condensed by Feng Qing's arrival.

He stood at the entrance of the hall, wearing a white cloak, with a pale face, and walked into the hall step by step, even his lips were pale, except for a smear of red in his eyes, which was the only color on his entire face.

Several people were shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "See the emperor."

Ye Feiwan pondered for a moment, glanced at Suyun beside him, and also knelt on the ground: "The daughter of the people kowtowed to the emperor."

Feng Qing's breathing was stagnant, looking at the woman kneeling on the ground, her heart felt as if being sliced ​​by a sword as thin as a cicada's wing, and her flesh was bloody in an instant.

"Stand back." He said suddenly, his voice hoarse and cold.

Everyone didn't dare to stay longer and got up in a hurry.Ye Feiwan glanced at the backs of the people around her. Feng Qing didn't say that she was the only one left. If she stayed, it would be too self-indulgent. Thinking of this, she got up and wanted to leave with the others.

But before she could take two steps, someone grabbed her wrist: "You stay."

Ye Feiwan glanced at the hand that was holding his wrist, and broke free with a little force, and took two steps back to separate the distance between the two, before softly saying: "I wonder what's the matter with the emperor?"

Feng Qing stared blankly at the hand that was thrown away, and said hoarsely for a while: "I heard that you sent someone to the Hall of Mental Cultivation today, what's the matter?"

today?

Hearing Feng Qing's words, Ye Feiwan thought it was extremely funny, not only did she ask Suyun to find him in the Hall of Mental Cultivation today, she had already invited him several times, so what if he comes again now?
A slap in the face for a handful of dates?When he comes, should she step forward?

"Actually, it's nothing," Ye Feiwan said lightly, "I just want to invite the emperor to dinner."

Feng Qing looked at her; "That's all?"

"Yes," Ye Feiwan nodded, and glanced at the copper pot on the table, "It's just that Suyun and I have eaten the pot today, so I'm afraid we can't entertain the emperor anymore."

Feng Qing looked at her. He was not an idiot, so he naturally understood the meaning of chasing guests in her words.She was just annoyed, she said that today was the last time she went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to look for him, but he was not there, even if he came tonight, she still refused to pay any more attention to him.

"It's okay." After a long time, Feng Qing said in a deep voice, and he was already sitting at the table.

After a late meal, Ye Fei took two steps back to avoid him, and asked slowly, "Has the emperor eaten yet?"

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing interrupted her suddenly.

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, and looked up at him quietly.

Feng Qing opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He hated her calling him one after another, but he was the one who didn't see her a few days ago.

In the end, Feng Qing lowered her eyes: "Never."

"We have already used the copper pot, how can we give it to the emperor again, I will have someone remove the copper pot, and let the people in the imperial dining room bring over some dinner." Ye Feiwan nodded slightly, got up and walked Outside the hall, he gave Suyun a few words.

Soon some palace servants came forward and tidied up the copper pot, and the table was already tidy.

Most of the people in the imperial dining room had already prepared Feng Qing's dinner, but after a while, the plates were brought out one by one, very delicate dishes.

Ye Feiwan quietly watched the palace servants file in one by one, remaining silent all the time.

Feng Qing looked at her.

She was very considerate, but in this thoughtfulness, there was a sense of alienation that made him terrified.

Just now she and others gathered around the table, talking and laughing, but in front of him, she looked respectful.

Even because of his appearance, the laughter and laughter disappeared in an instant, leaving only waves of dead silence.

Also, the "we" she keeps saying excludes him.

The dinner was served soon, the palace servant glanced at the two of them, and quietly retreated.

Ye Feiwan thought for a moment, walked to the inner bedroom, and came out with a jug of wine in his hand.

Feng Qing raised her eyes slightly, looking at the wine jar in her hand.

Ye Feiwan smiled: "The emperor has been busy with government affairs before, so it's rare to come here today, so let's have a few drinks and relax." She took the wine glass, filled two glasses of wine, and was handed to Feng Qing. Hold it in your hands.

After the words fell, she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass.

Then he was filled by himself, drank three cups in a row, and his heart was burning hot.

When he was about to pour himself a fourth cup, there was a big hand on the back of his hand, that hand was slender and pale, with distinct joints.

Feng Qing.

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at the hand, and then turned to look at the owner of the hand after a while.

Feng Qing was staring at her deeply, frowning slightly, and stopped her movement slightly with his hand, and said with thin lips for a long time: "You don't have to do this."

Ye Feiwan was stunned.

Feng Qing's eyes drooped slightly, and her voice lowered a bit: "What do you want to say?"

Ye Feiwan finally followed his strength, put down the wine jar in his hand, and said softly after a moment of silence: "Is the emperor really busy a while ago?"

The big hand on the back of the hand paused, and Feng Qing slowly retracted it.

"Feng Qing, you can't fool me," Ye Feiwan smiled, her voice was exceptionally peaceful, "You just don't want to see me."

Feng Qing's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't even say a word of denial.

Not wanting, but not dare.

"I'm just wondering," Ye Feiwan looked at Feng Qing, "Since you don't want to see me, why do you keep me trapped in the palace? For those who don't want to see, expel them, out of sight is the net, isn't it more important?" ..."

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing cut her off with a sudden sound, as expected... she just wanted to leave!

"Your Majesty, forgive me." Ye Feiwan bowed her head obediently.

Feng Qing looked at her, and immediately reached out to take the wine glass in front of her, wanting to drink it down, but her hand suddenly stopped, looking at the wine in the glass in front of her.

Ye Feiwan's heart pounded.

The next moment, Feng Qing drank it with a still expressionless face.

Ye Feiwan quietly covered him: "Who did the emperor meet a while ago?"

Feng Qing froze, and her voice was hoarse for a long time: "What?"

"It's nothing." Ye Feiwan shook his head, smiled lightly, stared blankly at the wine jar for a long time, and suddenly said, "Feng Qing, fate really cannot be violated, right?"

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled, and she turned to look at her, inexplicably feeling that her words were empty: "What do you mean?"

"Will you still take Liu Ruyan as your concubine?" Ye Feiwan looked at him, "Just like you did in your previous life."

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing's voice was annoyed, she never believed him.

But under the impulse of consciousness, his body shook suddenly, his consciousness was a little hazy, and his whole body gradually became dizzy.

Feng Qing rubbed his temples, Ye Feiwan in front of him seemed to have turned into several people, standing in front of him, staggering.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see her expression clearly.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the wine glass on the table.

The wine was drugged.

(End of this chapter)