The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 48 It's Inappropriate to Call Wanwan

Nan Mo was slightly startled when he heard Ye Feiwan's words.

He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him. She clearly only said that one sentence, but it seemed that she had said a thousand words.

Was it... Feng Qing brought it to her?

"Wanwan..." He murmured slightly.

"Look at my nonsense!" Ye Feiwan had already reacted, squinting his eyes and smiling, "Brother Nan still wants to study?"

"...Yes," Nan Mo nodded, "Then I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan nodded, "I'm going to find my dad soon."

Nan Mo watched her figure disappear outside the corridor, then turned around and walked towards another place.

But when he walked out of the promenade and crossed the path of the lotus pond beside him, he stopped in his tracks.

In front, Feng Qing was standing there with a calm expression, looking at her expressionlessly, with a chill all over her body, not at all like... the rumored King Xian.

Nan Mo thought for a moment, then bowed slightly: "My lord."

Feng Qing's expression remained unchanged, even his voice was calm: "Young Master Nan, you don't need to be too polite, but I just wonder if Young Master Nan has time?"

"If your lord has something to say, why don't you just say it?" Nan Mo is a smart person, how could he not understand what Feng Qing said?

"This king knows that Mr. Nan and his wife grew up together, and the relationship is very close, but now that this king has married Feiwan, although Mr. Nan said that he has no distractions, he is a man after all..." The words ended At this point, it stopped just right.

Nan Mo's expression changed slightly. He understood what Feng Qing meant. Even though he and Fei Wan grew up together, men and women were different after all, and they could no longer get along alone like today.

Just now, I was still asking Feiwan how well he treated her, but I never thought that he would come to the door in just a moment.

So...he must be concerned about Feiwan.

"My lord's point is," Nan Mo nodded, "It's indeed overstepping the rules."

"Mr. Nan understands righteousness," explained the purpose of coming, Feng Qing didn't stop much, nodded slightly, and walked towards the place where Ye Feiwan disappeared.

Nan Mo was slightly stunned, and also walked in the opposite direction.

"Also, Mr. Nan," Feng Qing, who had already reached the end of the lotus pond path, stopped in his footsteps, and his voice was neither soft nor heavy, but it happened that Nan Mo could hear him clearly.

"..." Nan Mo said nothing.

"From now on, for intimate boudoir names like 'Wanwan', I ask Mr. Nan not to call you if you can." Because every time I hear it, it makes people feel irritable.

Feng Qing would never say this.

That woman would always call him "Prince" who would reject others thousands of miles away, and he would also call her "Princess". Only when he was pretending to be in front of others would he call her "Feiwan".

"Wan Wan", a title that is too intimate, called by others but extremely harsh.

After the words fell, before Nan Mo could respond, Feng Qing had already walked forward.

Nan Mo was still standing in the distance, with a peaceful look on his face. After a long time, a gust of cool wind came, mixed with the residual heat of the afternoon. He finally couldn't hold it back, and took out a handkerchief to cover his lips and coughed.

But when he saw the orchid in the lower right corner of the veil, he was slightly startled.

He has his own ambitions, a scholarly spirit, and when he cares about the common people in the world, the love between men and women is always a little far away from him.

Straightened up, no longer depressed, he walked slowly forward...

……

When Ye Feiwan returned to the banquet, there was no one there except for a few servants who were tidying up. After asking, he found out that his father was in a happy mood and took Feng Qing to drink, but he was drunk instead, and Feng Qing , still walking steadily to the backyard to find her.

Looking for her?

Ye Feiwan was surprised, she didn't meet Feng Qing in the backyard, could it be that he was also drunk?

He lifted his foot and walked back, who would have thought that before he walked out of the side hall, the oncoming person was Feng Qing or who?
I heard from the servants that he also drank a lot of wine, but judging from his expression, there is no sign of drinking at all?His footsteps were even and steady, his expression was as calm as usual, and his white robe fluttered slightly with his walking, which seemed somewhat ethereal.

Only when he got closer, did Ye Feiwan smell the wine on his body.

Should have known.

Ye Feiwan thought quietly, Feng Qing was a good drinker, she had thought of getting him drunk in the past, and wanted to have skin-to-skin contact with him, but in the end she fell down early instead.

Even in the first night between the two of them, they were drugged to succeed.

She seemed to have never seen him when he was really drunk.

No, Ye Feiwan quickly shook his head in denial.

She has seen.

That was after she moved into the Lengyuan, Feng Qing's hairpin injury was still not healed, and no one cared about her.

She sat in the yard in a daze, and at this moment, Feng Qing came in, obviously not in good health, but still full of alcohol, he walked up to her, sat down, raised his head, and looked at her. After a long month, she suddenly turned around, stared at her every word, and gritted her teeth.

He said, "Ye Feiwan, please."

Ye Feiwan ignored it.

He still said: "Please, Ye Feiwan." He said it many times.

In the end, he stared at her closely: "Do you know how much I hate you?" After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

……

"Where did you go just now?" Feng Qing's voice was very calm, interrupting her imagination.He didn't like the look in her eyes just now. Many times, she was clearly looking at him, but it seemed to be looking at others through him.

Ye Feiwan came back to his senses, looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were also clear.

"I just went to the Changting Pavilion to get some air." She avoided his gaze.

Feng Qing frowned more and more: "Oh, is that so?" He asked back, his tone still calm.

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan responded indiscriminately, "It's the prince, why are you walking around today?"

Feng Qing's expression froze, just now at the banquet, although he and Ye Changlin had a happy chat, his thoughts have never been disturbed, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Nan Mo's departure, and his thoughts were a little confused.

Even toasting, I was impatient. Fortunately, Ye Changlin couldn't drink too much, and Ye Xianyu dissuaded him, so he got away.

As soon as Ke Fu arrived at the long pavilion, he saw the conversation between the woman and Nan Mo.

There was a cool breeze, the long hair of the two fluttered slightly, the woman lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, the man's face was clear and moist, even her voice was mixed with a softness that had never been given to him...

No.

Feng Qing quickly denied it.

She gave it to him, and before she got engaged, she had always been responsive to him, she chased after him, drove all the girls away like a little wild cat, but smiled shyly in front of him.

But after getting married, she changed. After drugging him, she seemed to be a different person after she got into his bed. Change……

"Feng Qing, Feng Qing?" Ye Feiwan's voice came slowly.

Feng Qing suddenly came back to his senses, and looked down at the woman who was frowning at her: "Now that you and I have not separated, we should keep a distance from the man." He said, and then added:
"So as not to insult the reputation of the palace."

(End of this chapter)