The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 440 "She is gone!"

The courtyard of the official post is not too big, the sun is quiet and the sky is already warm in early spring.

But Ye Feiwan only felt sore in her heart, and her fingertips were cold. She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't say a word.

She couldn't respond to Fu Xian's words.

"Hey, aren't you touched?" Fu Xian suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, with a usual teasing appearance, "You will believe me when I say it? At this time, the Japanese young man is very popular and comfortable in other places. Tight, how can there be extra time to miss you?"

Ye Feiwan's eyes paused, he raised his eyes to stare at Fu Xian, and turned his head slowly for a long time: "Boring."

Fu Xian's smile froze, and it was normal for a moment, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Long time no see, why do you still have this expression? Can't you treat me better?"

Ye Feiwan glanced at him: "As long as you and I meet again normally, how can I treat you badly?" She turned her head and looked around, "Why did you bring me here?" She said, Couldn't help rubbing the back of his neck.

The knife that Fu Xian knocked her unconscious yesterday was not strong enough, but the back of her neck was still sore.

Fu Xian watched her movements, and stepped forward to rub her.

Ye Feiwan took half a step back almost immediately, avoiding his movements.

Fu Xian's hand froze in mid-air, and Xia Moan directly clasped her big hand on the back of her neck, and rubbed it vigorously twice: "What are you hiding from? Could it be that my son is a scourge?"

Ye Feiwan's complexion changed due to the pain in the back of his neck, but after a while, Fu Xian's strength gradually eased, he only rubbed slowly, and his voice became dull: "Hey, Ye Feiwan," he said slightly With downcast eyes and a hoarse voice, "Why are you outside the palace? Why... are you still alone?"

He thought that she would be happy when she returned to the capital city where she grew up and the person she loved.

However, he only saw her living alone in the inn, and only saw her smiling and relieved, but it was not happiness.

Ye Feiwan paused for a moment, and finally brushed off Fuxian's hand: "I don't want to stay in the palace, and there's nothing wrong with being alone..."

"Ye Feiwan!" Fu Xian's voice tightened.

Ye Feiwan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while he said softly: "In the past, I always trusted Feng Qing unconditionally, but at some point, I couldn't trust him anymore, I didn't believe in his feelings, I didn't believe that he would really do it for me. And 'a couple for life'. It's okay to stay in the palace on weekdays and don't know anything, but if something goes wrong, I just want to escape from him as soon as possible."

For example, the meeting between him and Liu Ruyan, for example, Liu Ruyan's face that resembled Qu Yan, she couldn't ignore it, so she had to leave.

Fortunately, because there is no expectation in my heart, even if I leave, I won't be sad, I just feel relieved.

Fu Xian listened to her words quietly, without making a sound, but narrowed his eyes slightly, covering up the previous sparkle, adding a bit of silence.

He didn't lie about some things, such as the sentence that he missed her.

But he also knew that the love of unrelated people was nothing but a burden to her.

"Ye Feiwan." Fu Xian said softly.

"Ok?"

"..." Fu Xian fell silent, and said after a long time, "It's nothing." After saying that, he turned around and walked out the door.

Ye Feiwan looked at his back inexplicably, he didn't say when he would let her go, and the little maid who watched her followed her step by step, never relaxing.

After a long time, Ye Feiwan became annoyed, so he just sat in the room and didn't move much.

Until the night gradually fell, there was silence outside the window, only a long letter lamp hanging on the pavilion in the distance, looking very quiet.

The voice of the little maid outside seemed to have disappeared, and the silence was too eerie.

Ye Feiwan was slightly startled, wanting to find out, got up and walked towards the door.

But before she could touch the door frame, the window was suddenly knocked open, and a black shadow walked in from the bed.

Ye Feiwan was so startled that she let out a low cry, and turned around to look, only to see Fu Xian was covering his arm with one hand under the dim candlelight, his face was as pale as paper standing there, and his hands were stained with stains. There were bloodstains, dripping down drop by drop along the fingertips.

"Fuxian?" Ye Feiwan called out in shock, and rushed forward, but stopped when he saw the blood on his fingertips, and did not dare to move.

"No problem, just got hurt," Fu Xian panted heavily, as if in extreme pain, and then whispered, "I got hurt by a dagger, it's not serious."

Ye Feiwan nodded hurriedly, but then thought of something: "Do you have medicine in your room? I'll get it for you!"

Fu Xian was silent for a while, then shook his head: "Not here."

"That……"

"At the east gate, there is a medical clinic. My people are waiting there, knowing my injury." Fu Xian took a deep breath, "It's just that my injury cannot be known to others, so I can only come to you... ..."

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned, seeing the blood on Fuxian's fingers dripping onto the ground, splashing a little bit of blood, she became more and more anxious: "Which clinic? I'll go get the medicine for you?"

Fu Xian looked at her in surprise.

"Don't worry, I won't ask anything." Ye Feiwan hurriedly added.

Fu Xian's eyes drooped slightly, and the light in them gradually dimmed. Sometimes, he even hoped that she would ask some questions. Does that mean that she is willing to understand him?

But she never asked much.

"Ning'an Medical Center," Fu Xian said quietly, "go out through the back door, so no one will notice."

"Okay." Ye Feiwan nodded, turned around and walked out the door.

But the moment she left the room, Fu Xian Ben's slightly bent waist gradually straightened up, and Ben's hand covering his arm was also put down. There was no wound, only fake blood stained between his fingers.

Outside the door, someone whispered: "Master, Miss Ye is going to the east gate."

"En." Fu Xian responded lightly, remained silent for a long time, and finally whispered, "Fu Xian, I hope you won't regret it."

He got up and went out, walked to the vestibule, opened all the doors, sat quietly on the main seat by himself, poured two cups of hot tea, one in his hand, and one on the opposite side.

Feng Qing is by no means stupid, and he will never listen to his one-sided words and really think that Ye Feiwan is not with him.

When he returned to the mansion, Fu Xian already knew that Feng Qing had sent someone to follow him, and the guards at the back door were weak, so it was easy for him to solve it, so he found an excuse to let Ye Feiwan go out.

He gave Feng Qing a chance, and he also gave himself a chance.

If Feng Qing didn't cherish it, he would go out of the city gate and take her away, leaving Dajin, and would not return to Dachen, even if she would blame him.

It didn't take long before there was a sound of horseshoes at the door.

Fu Xian stroked the teacup in his hand, the tea inside was still warm.

He came so fast.

The horse's hooves neighed lowly, and a man in white came in. He was wearing a cold moon, his eyes were like an ancient well, deep and dark, his face was expressionless, but his expression was extremely pale, his figure was tall, and he walked in with big strides.

Feng Qing stood at the door, looking down at Fu Xian: "Where is she?"

Fu Xian took a sip of tea, it felt warm, but when he drank it, it was very cold, his heart shrank from the cold, this time he didn't deny it, just smiled with his lips curled up: "She, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)