The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 464 His Fear
In the teahouse, guests and friends were bustling, and three or five literati from Guozijian were gathering in one corner, arguing about something in a low voice.

Ye Feiwan sat quietly in the corner, waiting for the waiter to serve tea, occasionally listening to the arguments of those literati, what those people said, and always asking "Brother Wen Bin, what do you think?" The best among literati.

It's just that it has nothing to do with her, and she never cared about it. She looked towards the door from time to time, as if she was waiting for someone.

Ye Feiwan originally wanted to go to Yangzhou, but he never thought that Ye Xianyu would actually come to the capital, and the two of them thought about going together.

Hearing that her brother had entered the capital, she couldn't stay in the palace any longer, so she came out immediately. Feng Qing naturally came out with her, but he said he had something to do, and she didn't ask any more questions, and waited alone in the teahouse.

"Brother Wenbin, what are you looking at?" Among the literati, Zhao Wenbin was the most knowledgeable, and everyone would ask him about it, but seeing that he didn't respond at all, everyone was naturally puzzled.

But Zhao Wenbin just stared at the corner without saying a word. Everyone followed his gaze and saw a woman in a plain moiré skirt sitting there in the corner. The fine silk dress was embroidered with delicate orchids. Her head is full of black hair tied up with only an orchid hairpin, her eyebrows are beautiful, especially when she smiles, her eyes are so bright that the sunlight will fade away.

"Brother Wen Bin..." Everyone joked.

Zhao Wenbin suddenly came back to his senses, and coughed lowly. He only wanted to gain fame at first, and never thought about the relationship between a man and a woman. When he saw the girl in the corner just now, he only thought she was pretty, but when he saw her smile just now, suddenly It makes people feel bright.

He had never felt this way before.

After thinking about it, Zhao Wenbin picked up a pot of good new tea and walked towards the corner.

When Ye Feiwan heard footsteps, she thought it was the shop waiter who finally brought the tea. She quietly smiled and turned her eyes to look around, but stopped when she saw the person behind him wearing the clothes of the Imperial College: "This young master?"

Zhao Wenbin hurriedly made a bow, and said politely: "Xiaosheng is being abrupt, but the teahouse seems to be busy today, if this girl doesn't mind, then drink this pot of tea first..."

"She hates it." Before Zhao Wenbin finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by a person behind him, followed by a pleasant smell of roasted chestnuts.

In the next moment, Feng Qing had already stepped forward, conveniently placed the fried chestnuts in front of Ye Feiwan, ignored Zhao Wenbin, and sat on the other side of the tea table: "She is used to drinking the expensive and high-quality Biluochun, and she doesn't like drinking Longjing."

Zhao Wenbin was stunned, and looked at the man, his eyebrows were startled, he was very surprised... a stunning man, dressed in white, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of light, the white clothes were more than snow, his hair was like ink, and his eyes were picturesque.In front of him, Zhao Wenbin felt that he was as small as a drop in the ocean.

But in the next moment, he felt that the man in front of him looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere...

The next moment, his eyes lit up. When he was in the Imperial College, he went to the palace with his teacher. At that time, he saw a man in the distance, and that was how he felt. At that time... that man was sitting on the dragon chair.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenbin was startled.

"I wonder if this son belongs to this girl..." Zhao Wenbin asked implicitly.

Feng Qing opened her lips, and was about to say "husband", but thought of something, and finally swallowed the word sullenly, and just looked straight at Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan hurriedly got up and said, "I'm sorry, my lord, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need this tea."

Zhao Wenbin glanced at Ye Feiwan, his ears were warm, but he felt the gaze of the man beside him, his back turned cold, and he bowed again, "I was the one who was abrupt." Turning around and leaving, he couldn't stop regretting.

Ye Feiwan sat down, didn't notice anything, just looked at the fried chestnuts in front of him: "You left just now to buy these fried chestnuts?"

Feng Qing only looked at him.

"Huh?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Ye Feiwan looked up at him.

Feng Qing pursed her lips, and finally opened her mouth: "When will you marry me?" He wanted to be able to say that he was her husband in a dignified and open manner when faced with inquiries from others.

She is so kind, and now more and more people are discovering her kindness. She is a scholar today. he's pretty...

Feng Qing bowed her head, feeling more and more dignified.

Ye Feiwan listened to Feng Qing's words, his eyes were full of astonishment: "What?" He was thinking about these things just now?
Feng Qing said again: "If it's really not possible, I can come into your house." As long as they never separate again.

Ye Feiwan couldn't laugh or cry, if the majestic king of a country really joined the Ye family, it would be a joke to the world.

"Stop joking." She said helplessly.

Feng Qing's eyes froze. He wasn't joking, but she didn't believe what he said to her. In the end, he sullenly took one and moved it away. With a twist of his slender fingers, he had already peeled off the round and smooth chestnuts. Putting it beside her, just about to speak.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the tavern, and Gao Feng strode up to the two of them, and said in a low voice: "Master, Miss, Mr. Ye is here."

Ye Feiwan stood up almost immediately, with excitement in his eyes, and stared at the door in a daze.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a man wearing a bamboo-blue double-breasted robe appeared at the door of the tavern. It has been more than two years since I saw him. Now Ye Xianyu is a little less cynical when he was young, but more mature and stable. His face is handsome, his eyebrows are slightly raised, perhaps because of the exhaustion of the journey, his face is a little pale.

At this moment, he was standing there with a smile on his lips, looking at her quietly.

Behind him, stood a beautiful woman with a woman's hair bun, the smile on the woman's lips was gentle and soft, Xuan Su.

Ye Feiwan got up unconsciously, walked towards the door, and finally settled in front of the two, then looked sideways at Xuan Su: "Sister-in-law." She called softly, her voice difficult.

Xuan Su smiled and nodded at her.

Ye Xianyu frowned: "What? Don't know your brother?"

Ye Feiwan finally withdrew his eyes, looked at Ye Xianyu's appearance and pursed his lips: "Why haven't we seen each other for so long, you still look like this, you haven't changed at all?"

Hearing this, Ye Xianyu narrowed his eyes, and patted her head unceremoniously: "Your mouth is as eloquent as ever."

familiar movements.

Ye Feiwan suddenly laughed, as if the two of them had never parted before, without any embarrassment or discomfort, but the circles of their eyes were inexplicably red.

"Don't know how to call someone?" Ye Xianyu walked up to her and hummed.

Ye Feiwan paused, and said in a low voice, "Brother." After saying that, his eyes couldn't help being sore anymore, and tears finally flowed down.

"En." Ye Xianyu responded lightly, reaching out to embrace her in his arms.

Gao Feng at the side almost immediately turned his head to look at the emperor, and sure enough, the emperor was looking jealously at Mr. Ye who was hugging Miss Ye.

(End of this chapter)