The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 441

gone?

Feng Qing's eyes sank, and the last ray of light left in his eyes completely disappeared, and he fell into dead silence and darkness.

He was still standing in front of Fu Xian, looking down at him, and said in a hoarse voice for a while: "Are you kidding me!"

He didn't believe that Fu Xian would let her go so easily since he took her here at the risk of taking her captive.

Fu Xian rubbed the teacup in his hand, stood up slowly for a long time, the crimson clothes on his body fluttered slightly, and stood in front of Feng Qing: "I'm not kidding, Ye Feiwan is leaving."

Feng Qing's throat constricted for a while, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He still stared at him, but didn't say a word.

"I believe the emperor has sent people to follow me since I left the palace," Fu Xian smiled lightly, "Didn't your people report to you?"

Feng Qingyin's fists under the wide sleeves loosened and tightened, and finally said solemnly: "Do you really think that I will believe your nonsense?" After saying that, he turned his head slightly and looked behind him, "Come here!"

Immediately, a guard came forward: "Your Majesty."

Feng Qing stared at Fu Xian's eyes, and ordered in a deep voice: "Seal the official post, thoroughly investigate every corner here, even if you turn the bottom up, you have to find the person."

"Yes!" The guard had already taken the order.

Fu Xian heard the words, but shrugged and smiled lightly.

But the moment the guards went down, there was a rush of footsteps in the courtyard.

Both of them were startled, and turned their heads to look at the door.

It was Gao Feng who ran in anxiously, approached Feng Qing and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the secret guards have found Miss Ye's whereabouts at the official post."

Feng Qing was silent for a while, but her heart was inexplicably flustered.

Gao Feng continued: "It's just that the guard at the back door of the official post was knocked out. Some people said that they saw Miss Ye not far from the back door, and said... Miss Ye rushed towards the east gate with eyes full of urgency."

East City Gate, eyes full of urgency...

Hearing Gao Feng's words, Feng Qing's heart felt as if a huge stone had fallen, and it fell straight into the boundless darkness and solitude.Did she... want to escape from him that much?

How could she treat him like this?

"Your Majesty?" Seeing him, he was speechless, Gao Feng panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward to call out.

Feng Qing suddenly came back to her senses: "You said, she went in the direction of the East City Gate?"

"Yes..." Before Gao Feng finished speaking, he felt a white shadow flash before his eyes.
Feng Qing had already turned his head and walked towards the door quickly, but his footsteps stopped at the door. He tilted his head slightly: "If she leaves the capital, Mr. Fuxian, you will never be able to leave the capital."

This time without any hesitation, he walked out. There was a sound of neighing horseshoes at the gate of the official post, and then the horse galloped towards the east gate.

Gao Feng was stunned, and it took him a while to react. He glanced at Fu Xian, who had already been sitting beside the chief seat, who was drinking tea quietly, then turned his head and walked out after Feng Qing.

Fu Xian was still sitting on the wooden chair, gently stroking the teacup just now in his hand, there was still half a cup of clear tea in it, it was already cold at this moment.

The candlelight at the side was flickering slightly, and there was a hazy shadow in the reflection, Fu Xian glanced into the teacup, then shook it lightly, the reflection in the tea was shaken away.

After a long time, Fu Xian laughed lowly: "What should I do, it seems... I regret it a bit."

……

Ye Feiwan hired a carriage and drove towards the east gate, not daring to delay along the way, and even urged the groom several times to hurry up.

Looking at the wound on Fuxian's arm and the speed of bleeding, it is likely that her whole body will be cold due to excessive blood loss in a short time, and she needs to buy the medicinal materials back quickly.

Urged by her, the groom galloped all the way, and the Dongcheng Gate, which used to take half an hour to arrive, just took two sticks of incense to get there.

Ye Feiwan hurriedly gave the money to the groom, who quickly opened the car curtain and jumped down.

There really is a Ning'an Medical Hall at the east gate. At this moment, there is a candle hanging in front of the medical hall, which is silently lit in the darkness, as if waiting for someone to come.

Ye Feiwan walked forward quickly, only to see an old doctor with a white beard standing behind the counter in the medical hall, casually flipping through the medical books in his hands, and raised his head when he heard the movement, squinting at her I took a look.

"Doctor, I'll get the medicine," Ye Fei said at night, "The man said you know him, so just let me take the medicine back."

The old doctor finally withdrew his gaze from her, and asked solemnly: "Dare you ask the girl to come, but is he a handsome man?"

Ye Feiwan nodded: "Yes."

"Is the girl's surname Ye?" The old doctor asked again.

Seeing that the old doctor really knew about Fu Xian, Ye Feiwan felt a little relieved, but seeing his calm appearance, he was inevitably confused: "Doctor, where can I get the medicine..."

But the old doctor interrupted her, bent slightly and took out a letter from under the counter, and handed it to her: "The young master asked me to give it to the girl."

Ye Feiwan was stunned, looked at the old doctor in confusion, and finally took the letter. There were only three simple words on the letter: You are welcome.

Not even a signature.

Ye Feiwan knew this handwriting, she had seen it when she was in Ruyi Pavilion.

——This is Fu Xian's handwriting.

But what do these three words mean?

Ye Feiwan was thinking about it, but she heard the sound of horseshoes galloping outside the door, heading straight for the East City Gate, she looked outside unconsciously, the night was dim, she couldn't see clearly, only a white streak The shadow flashed.

Ye Feiwan felt a stagnation in his heart.

The next moment, there was another noise, and a few fast horses came, followed by a group of men and horses in cold silver armor, their steps were orderly and solemn, with torches in their hands, the flames instantly reflected the surroundings like daylight.

Ye Feiwan frowned, and her heart sank, inexplicably and a little uneasy, as if the footsteps of those soldiers were stepping on her heart, dull and dull.

"Girl, girl?" Someone beside her called her.

Ye Feiwan snapped back to his senses.

"Since I have given the letter to the girl, I am going to close." The old doctor stroked his beard, smiled apologetically, and looked outside the door.

Ye Feiwan understood instantly, nodded his head in thanks, turned around and walked outside.

When she came here, she asked the groom to wait for her not far away, but now she took the medicine and turned back. After going out, she didn't look much, and walked quickly towards the carriage.

But at this moment, there was a sound of hooves behind him: "Who is it?" The man's voice sounded very familiar.

Ye Feiwan was startled, turned around, and saw Gao Feng standing there riding a horse, holding a torch in his hand, looking at her in surprise.

Behind him, a group of soldiers followed, and the flames shot up into the sky.

"Miss Ye?" Gao Feng murmured, and the next moment he came to his senses, he quickly drove his horse towards the city gate.

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, but before he waited for a moment, he saw the soldiers surrounding him gradually spread out to both sides, and one of them walked towards her with a little haste. His white clothes were very conspicuous in the night and firelight. His face was as white as death, and he finally settled in front of her.

Feng Qing.

Ye Feiwan was startled, thinking about the medicine given to him in the palace, he instinctively wanted to escape.

But Feng Qing stepped forward in panic, grabbed her hand, and stuffed something cold and sharp into her hand: "Feiwan, if you feel uncomfortable, prick a few more times, prick a few more times, but……"

His voice gradually became hoarse: "...don't leave."

(End of this chapter)