The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 458
The gate of the city, which was bleak due to the turmoil in Gyeonggi a few days ago, is gradually becoming more crowded today.

Many people have also driven horse-drawn carts and mule carts into and out of the city gate, and there are also vendors in indigo and burlap clothes holding wheat straws and selling candied haws on the street.

"Have you ever heard that..." At the corner of the city gate, a tea vendor wiped his teacup with a sackcloth in his hand, and whispered to the guest officer beside him, "Tomorrow, the emperor himself will put down the chaos, but within a few days the rebels will be put down." calmed down..."

"That's not it," the guest officer also nodded repeatedly, "I've heard that the emperor also specifically ordered that no one should be disturbed, and those who violated the order will be killed without mercy."

The peddler smiled and poured a cup of tea: "Jiangnan Road will send a batch of new grain recently, and the price of rice in the capital has not fluctuated..."

Ye Feiwan sat quietly in a corner of the tea shed, listening to the back and forth conversation between the peddler and the guest official, while quietly looking at the city gate.

She didn't think about showing up, she just sent Fu Xian a short distance away.

"Miss, do you want some new tea?" The peddler asked Ye Feiwan as he walked up to Ye Feiwan with a hot teapot in his hand.

Ye Feiwan pushed the small teapot forward, and the peddler understood it, and hurried forward to add new ones.

But at this moment, there was a clatter of horseshoes at the gate of the city. Six or seven carriages were lined up neatly and parked in the center of the gate.

Da Chen's two envoys bid farewell to the minister by cupping fists.

Ye Feiwan paused, she remembered that Da Chen had three envoys, and Fu Xian was one of them, but...she couldn't see Fu Xian's figure.

Thinking of this, she unconsciously straightened up and poked forward.

"Girl, the tea is ready." The peddler whispered.

Ye Feiwan nodded, her eyes were still looking at the city gate, she picked up the teapot with her hand, and was about to pour a cup of tea, but she never thought that she would grab the body of the pot out of distraction, and she didn't feel it when she got up, but when she was about to When she picked up the teapot, the scorching hot teapot instantly hurt her palm.

Ye Feiwan hurriedly put down the teapot, but the teapot suddenly fell to the side, seeing that a pot of hot tea was about to pour all over the back of her hand.

——A slender jade-like hand quickly stretched out from behind, firmly grasped the handle of the teapot, stabilized the body of the teapot, and then casually put the teapot aside.

That hand was porcelain white, and the wide scarlet sleeve fluttered in the wind due to the fast movement, which was particularly dazzling in this dark tea shed.

"Wuyan girl, I saved you again!" A lazy voice came from above his head.

Ye Feiwan's fingers stiffened, and she looked up almost instantly.

The man in scarlet clothes was standing behind him, with a lazy and wanton smile on his lips, his eyebrows slightly raised, just like the male vixen in the storybook, but his eyes were dark, more serious than the previous teasing.

Fu leisure.

Ye Feiwan's throat tightened, and he asked unconsciously, "Why are you here?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you this question?" Fu Xian sat down across from her slowly, and poured himself a cup of tea unceremoniously, "Why are you here?"

Ye Feiwan froze for a moment, and looked past Fu Xian towards the gate of the city. The envoy was looking there, but he didn't show any impatience. He just waited respectfully at the corner of the gate.

"I..." She opened her mouth, "Come here for tea."

"Drinking tea?" Fu Xian laughed as if hearing a joke, "I thought you couldn't let go of me, so you came here to see me off."

This time, Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Why didn't you talk anymore? Could it be that my son was right?" Fu Xian raised his eyebrows, picked up the teapot and filled Ye Feiwan with a cup of tea.

Ye Feiwan looked at the slightly undulating tea leaves in the teacup. The tea was not good tea, but ordinary high-moss tea. The clear tea was steaming. She smiled and did not deny it. She only said, "Bon voyage."

Fu Xianben paused when he picked up the teacup, but after a while it returned to normal. After continuing to take a sip of tea, he put down the teacup: "It seems that my son really hit the mark."

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips and remained silent.

Fu Xian rubbed the cup wall: "Shouldn't you be in the palace? He let you out too?" The "he" naturally refers to Feng Qing.

Ye Feiwan paused: "He didn't stop me from leaving the palace."

"Tsk tsk, is this still Feng Qing?" Fu Xian shook his head, the corners of his lips twitching playfully, "Aside from seeing me off at the gate of the city, it's also because you don't know how to meet Feng Qing?"

Ye Feiwan froze.

Seeing this, Fu Xian knew he was right: "Have you ever seen Feng Qing begging for help?"

"what?"

"Such a high-ranking son of heaven," Fu Xian smiled, but the smile was a bit bitter, "That day, after you left the official post, Feng Qing knew that you didn't want to see him, so she begged me to go comfort and take care of you... ...he stood before me, bending down to beg."

Fu Xian paused for a while: "Ye Feiwan, I've never seen him so humble before."

Ye Feiwan's throat tightened, but he couldn't say a word.

"Follow what you think in your heart, beg and give up." Fu Xian also gradually calmed down, this sentence was breathless, followed by a long sigh, which made Ye Feiwan's nose sore.

They didn't know how long they were silent.

"Ye Feiwan." Fu Xian suddenly said.

Ye Feiwan was taken aback, and suddenly came back to his senses: "Huh?"

Fu Xian quietly looked down at the teacup in his hand, then his voice lowered: "I still seem to..."

As if there was something else, he didn't say anything, he just opened his mouth and fell silent, but his eyes gradually turned red.

Ye Feiwan looked at Fuxian, but didn't ask any further questions.

But Fu Xian laughed lightly, picked up the teacup in front of him with a wave of his sleeve, and drank it down: "It's time to leave," he said, and he had put down the teacup, "You pay for this bowl of tea."

Ye Feiwan's eyes were sour, and he blinked hastily.

Fu Xian flicked her crimson clothes, and she stood up: "I won't hug you when I leave, lest I be taken advantage of by you."

Ye Feiwan wanted to speak back, but just as he opened his mouth, he felt sour in his throat and couldn't speak.

Fu Xian didn't stop, he got up and walked towards the number of carriages at the gate of the city.

Ye Feiwan stood up in a daze and looked at his back. She vaguely knew that this time, they were really separated. Even if there was a chance to meet again in the future, they would never be as unscrupulous as before....

Waves of mist blocked the scenery in front of him, Ye Feiwan lowered his head, not wanting to be seen in the current embarrassment.

A crimson figure with the sound of the wind came, Ye Feiwan only felt that he was being gently embraced by someone, with extremely light force, and a familiar lazy voice slightly lifted by his ears: "Forget it, I'll be taken advantage of by you." Bar."

Ye Feiwan desperately opened his eyes wide, and squeezed out one from his throat: "Yeah."

Fu Xian's voice softened, this time there was no ridicule, only a sentence: "Let's go."

Let go of her, turn and leave.

This time, there was no turning back.

The five carriages moved forward slowly, and finally walked out of the city gate.

Ye Feiwan watched the carriage away in a daze. After a long time, he walked on the way he came, with slow steps.

The moment she left, there was a sound of galloping horseshoes, accompanied by a low voice: "Drive!"

On the horseback, the man in cold silver armor was pale, his eyes were red, and his face was like that of an exiled immortal, but the redness at the end of his eyes added a bit of charm.

A white cloak flutters behind her...

(End of this chapter)