The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 60
Feng Qing finally took her into the palace.

Along the way, the two didn't speak a word.Ye Feiwan leaned against the sedan chair wall and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Feng Qing glanced at her occasionally, and seeing that she ignored her, naturally he would not take the initiative to speak.

When they arrived at the harem, Feng Qing finally waited outside the palace gate because the male courtier was not summoned, and Ye Feiwan went to see Qu Yan alone.

Qu Yan was not in the hall, but in the inner bedroom, and through a layer of light and fluttering curtains, there was a sound of teacups breaking: "Get out of this palace!"

The eunuch and court lady knelt aside in fear, holding an empty food box in her hand, her body trembling slightly.

Leading Ye Feiwan's little eunuch to come forward: "Your Majesty, Princess Jingyuan, please see me."

Inside the curtain, there was a moment of silence, and after a long while, Qu Yan's somewhat hoarse voice came: "Did Miss Ye come to see my joke?"

"Don't dare," Ye Feiwan paused, took half a step back, blessed his body, "I've seen the imperial concubine."

"..." After a dead silence, Qu Yan's voice finally calmed down, and she waved her hands, "Everyone go down."

Everyone hurriedly kowtowed and walked towards the door.

The curtain shook slightly, and Qu Yan stretched out a hand: "Come in."

Ye Feiwan hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

She was only startled when she saw Qu Yan, she didn't lie, she was indeed disfigured, her face was covered with red rashes, some of which were black and blue, and her cheeks were no longer the same as before.

It's Yan Ku.

Ye Feiwan looked at the rashes, she asked the doctor when she came, and Yan Ku's symptoms were just like this.

"But are you satisfied?" Qu Yan's voice was slightly annoyed.

"Don't dare," Ye Feiwan quickly bowed his head.

"Miss Ye dare not?" Qu Yan said in a low voice, "Back then, you could do the forced marriage in public..." The voice stopped abruptly, maybe she felt the sharpness of her words, so she slowed down Continued, "Why did you enter the palace?"

"Visiting Your Majesty, and..." Ye Feiwan raised his head slowly, "Some people suspect that I drugged Your Majesty to disfigure her."

"Oh?" Qu Yan asked back, "Who doubts?"

"Feng Qing."

"..." This time, Qu Yan was silent, and after a long time, she murmured, "Even so, he still kept it a secret, didn't he..."

"Niang Niang?" Qu Yan's voice was too low, Ye Feiwan couldn't hear clearly.

But Qu Yan has already come back to her senses: "Don't talk about Feng Qing, even I doubt it that much, Miss Ye."

Ye Feiwan frowned.

"However," Qu Yan seemed to be thinking of something, and turned his head to look aside, "This disfigurement, Feng Qing sent me the ointment every day, it is really intentional."

Ye Feiwan followed his gaze and indeed saw rows of exquisite porcelain vases, which must have been sent by Feng Qing.

"Miss Ye," Qu Yan called her name, staring into her eyes, "this is also the reason why I didn't get into this matter. It's just a pity that I can't eat some small things, chestnut paste, almond cake..."

Because can you feel Feng Qing's concern?
Ye Feiwan finally understood that Qu Yan just wanted to prove that the matter of Feng Qing buying her chestnuts a few days ago was just an occasional outpouring of kindness.

Between Ye Feiwan and Qu Yan, Feng Qing made a choice instantly without even hesitating.

In fact, he also made it, it was Qu Yan.

"Thank you, ma'am." Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes and thanked her.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, Qu Yan didn't keep her any longer, and waved her to leave.

On the way back to the palace, she was still speechless all the way, but Feng Qing looked at her several times.Finally looking forward, she felt a little impatient in her heart, and said firstly: "What's the matter? I want to ask if Qu Yan's face is better, or are you worried that I will attack Qu Yan again?"

She was really irritable, and she became a little speechless.

Feng Qing's face suddenly became gloomy: "The king has sent someone to find a doctor to prepare a good prescription. In the past few days, the princess will stay at the mansion well and don't go out indiscriminately."

"..." This time, Ye Feiwan didn't respond, but rubbed between his brows, the cold seemed to be getting worse.

……

Back at the mansion, Feng Qing went to the vestibule, Ye Feiwan returned to the backyard, Shaoyao had already prepared boiling hot medicinal soup.

After Ye Feiwan finished drinking, he fell asleep for an hour, and woke up a little more comfortable than before.

The front yard was still busy with people coming and going. Ye Feiwan sat in front of the window, watching those people hurrying. Those were all evidences that Feng Qing cared about Yi Quyan.

"Shaoyao," she said suddenly.

"Miss?"

"Accompany me to Qingshan Temple."

Qingshan Temple is a temple on the green hills in the outskirts of the city. It is not as prosperous as the Guosi Temple. There are only a few other courtyards here, an abbot and three or five young monks.

When Ye Fei arrived late, it was almost noon. After climbing a mountain road, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead.

It was cooler up the mountain than down the mountain, Shao Yao took out the cloak she had prepared long ago and put it on her, and the two knocked on the gate of the temple.

It was a little monk who opened the door. After explaining his intention, the little monk led the two of them to the door of a wing room.After waiting for a while, an old man in a monk's robe came in.

The old man's beard and hair were as white as snow, but he still walked vigorously, his Taoist robe moved slightly, and he had already walked in front of her.

The only strange thing is that the abbot looked at her, his eyes were very clear, and said for a long time: "There is a destiny, there is a destiny."

"Abbot?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

The abbot didn't say any more, he just waved his hand and asked the young monk to take out the antidote.

"This antidote is refined from ice toads, not Yan Ku's antidote," the abbot said, taking the celadon bottle from the young monk's hand, "It can only cure all kinds of poisons, and Yan Ku is in it."

Ye Feiwan naturally nodded in resignation.

"And this thing is best at fighting poison with poison," the abbot handed the porcelain bottle to her. "To detoxify, you must first let the poison volatilize."

"Yes." Ye Feiwan still replied in a low voice.

It was here that Feng Qing obtained this medicine in her previous life, so she naturally understood the efficacy of this antidote.

Besides... the abbot's voice was like Zen words, and people felt a burst of peace in their hearts. Ye Feiwan didn't reject it, but felt that his mind was a little more peaceful.

"Then you can take it." The abbot said softly.

"Thank you abbot." Ye Feiwan clasped his hands together and bent slightly.

"Yes." The abbot nodded.

No more words, Ye Feiwan took the antidote and was about to leave with Shaoyao, but she never thought about it, just as she walked outside the door, the abbot's voice came faintly behind her:

"There is nowhere to find a ray of soul, and now the new world will continue..." The voice is like a long sigh.

Ye Feiwan's footsteps froze, and he stopped at the same place and couldn't take another half step forward.

"Miss?" Shao Yao was puzzled, calling her in a low voice, and tugged at her sleeve.

Ye Feiwan still didn't respond.

There is nowhere to find a ray of soul, and now the new world will continue to be destined...

There is no place to look for, to continue the relationship...

Turning her head, Ye Feiwan looked at the abbot in Taoist robes, her voice trembling: "What does the abbot mean?"

"It's just a sigh," the abbot smiled at her, "Princess, if there is a destiny, we will meet again eventually."

(End of this chapter)