The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 66 Are You Proud?
Ye Feiwan didn't want to cry.

However, when he realized who the man standing at the door was, tears suddenly fell.

Feng Qing.

He was standing there in a white robe, and the cold wind outside the door made his robe flutter, and for a moment it seemed as if he had become a fairy from flying feathers.

Much like a dream scene.

In her previous life, she had been looking forward to this scene for too long, until she died. He appeared at the gate of the cold courtyard and rescued her like a god. He would admit his mistakes to her and treat her good……

But I didn't expect that it would appear in this life now.

Barely propped up, Ye Feiwan slowly got off the bed, her body thinner than before, and staggered towards the door.

Feng Qing didn't move, he just stood there squinting his eyes, making it impossible for people to see his true emotions at the moment, but he didn't notice the guards who were chasing after him behind him.

Suddenly, Ye Feiwan's legs and feet softened, and he almost fell to the ground.

Almost, but not, because... almost immediately, a big hand grabbed her arm and propped her up.

Ye Feiwan raised her head and stared fixedly at the man in front of her: "Feng Qing..." She murmured, the boundary between dream and reality became more and more blurred.

"..." Feng Qing didn't say a word, but anger clearly appeared in his eyes.

"Feng Qing..." Ye Feiwan was still murmuring, and suddenly reached out and hugged him.

Feng Qing's body froze, and he stood where he was, without moving a hand, neither responding nor evading.The anger in my heart just now also froze.

In the past, she liked to squeeze close to him, even if there were many people, she would stand by his side, but after getting married, such intimate movements never happened again.

Thinking about it now, it was a long time ago that she subconsciously took the initiative to hug her.

"Do you know... I thought I was going to die again..." Ye Feiwan said in a low voice, "Actually, the feeling of death is not pleasant at all..." She pretended to be peaceful in her previous life, but her body could not deceive anyone Yes, the internal organs are a little bit exhausted, but the consciousness is still there, so I can only helplessly let the pain torture my body.

Finally, die in pain.

"Did they torture you?" Feng Qing paused, and his voice became cold. He tilted his head slightly and glanced at the people behind him.

For the first time, in the palace, she showed her sharpness.

The guards surrounded by him trembled in their hearts, and unconsciously tightened the broad knife in their hands.

"...No." Ye Feiwan shook his head and said in a low voice for a long time, "...so hungry."

"..." There was a dead silence above the head.

Feng Qing stared at the solitary spinner on the top of the woman's head, and turned slightly sideways for a long time: "Help Wangfei."

"Yes." Gao Feng stepped forward quickly.

At this moment, Ye Feiwan just realized that Gao Feng was still standing behind Feng Qing.He quickly stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Princess, I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, he took Ye Feiwan's arm.

Ye Feiwan left Feng Qing's embrace, and without Feng Qing's cover, when the cold wind came in from outside the door, her consciousness immediately became much clearer. Although her body was still weak, her eyes became clearer.

The gaze, looking at Gao Feng's hand supporting him, and Feng Qing's dodging movements, it's too obvious.

He felt sorry for her weakness, and he didn't push her away, but he didn't want her to be too close to him.

"Sorry." Ye Feiwan whispered to the back in front of him.

Feng Qingben's body froze when he turned around: "What?" He looked sideways, staring at the woman in front of him who lowered his head, and no longer looked at her. Now she is no longer close to her just now, but... is as alienated as before.

Inexplicably, I feel very unhappy!
"Sorry, I hugged the prince just now," Ye Feiwan said in a low voice without noticing the change in his mood, "I just... just couldn't stand firmly..."

Before he finished speaking, he staggered again.

In a hurry, Gao Feng grabbed her arm tightly, and put his other hand on her shoulder.

Feng Qing's eyes froze instantly, and his eyes swept across her shoulders casually.

Gao Feng quickly let go.

After all, without saying anything more, Feng Qing turned around and left with a soft snort.

"Princess, we're here to pick you up." Gao Feng said in a low voice, helping her to walk outside.

Outside the door, the guards were still standing there.

"Go back and tell the imperial concubine, and say that since she has recovered, I will take her away first." Feng Qing said this, pondered for a moment, and added, "I want her to take good care of her body."

Behind her, Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned. Was it really Qu Yan who forced her to stay in the palace prison?In spite of Qu Yan's intentions, Feng Qing came to the palace to find someone?But he still felt sorry for Qu Yan after all, and he did not forget to ask her to take good care of her body...

The carriage of Prince Jingyuan's Mansion stopped at the entrance of the palace, Ye Feiwan was helped into the carriage, and he sat weakly against the wall of the sedan chair.

Feng Qing also came in, but only sat opposite her, looking at her, pursing her thin lips, and remained silent throughout.

Ye Feiwan unconsciously licked her lips. She hadn't eaten today, and she felt that her consciousness was a little drifting.

After a moment of silence, Feng Qing bent down, took out a paper bag from the hidden compartment of the carriage, and put it on the table beside him.

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned, opened the paper bag, it turned out to be a pack of snacks, he didn't hesitate at the moment, took a piece and put it in his mouth, gobbled it up, but in the end it was not enough, he ate several more pieces one after another, barely feeling better , just raised his head: "Thank you, Wang..." The voice stopped abruptly.

Feng Qing was looking at her, or rather, he had been looking at her probingly since he got into the carriage.

As if... thinking about something.

"What's the matter, my lord?" Ye Feiwan lowered his voice slightly, and asked with lowered eyes, still holding a piece of snack in his mouth to eat.

"..." Feng Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, but said nothing.

She was in a state of embarrassment, her face was waxy, her body, which had been infected with the wind and cold before, looked weaker and weaker now, her black hair was scattered all over her head, and her clothes were stained with dirt, not like the Miss Ye family back then, and even less like Jing Princess Yuan...

But...it made him feel very unhappy.

"Is the princess very proud?" Feng Qing said suddenly.

"What?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"If it was in the past, you must be very proud at this moment." Feng Qing straightened her body and looked at her without turning her eyes in the slightest. "Today, in order to find you, I went on a rampage in the palace, even in vain... ..."

Ye Feiwan was startled, then laughed ironically, raised his eyes and asked, "Has the prince neglected the concubine or empress?" If he really neglected it, would he still want her to take good care of himself?

Feng Qing froze, he waited in the palace for three days, and when Ye Feiwan was never released, he already had some calculations in his mind.

That day when the emperor said that he would be imprisoned for three days, you were not joking, and he did not mention this even in court these days. Obviously, the three days of imprisonment are still counting.

Qu Yan's face has gradually improved, so after three days, Ye Feiwan should be sent back to the palace, but she never came back.

So, I found Qu Yan and asked her for someone, but Qu Yan asked him: Why didn't you show up to ask for someone when I was about to be sent to the palace by my family?Why come now?
He did not respond.

But right now, when I saw Ye Feiwan, the inexplicable uneasiness and a little bit of restlessness in my heart finally vented out...

"Yes," he agreed with a nod.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand holding the dessert felt a little heavy.

And Feng Qing bent slightly, leaned in front of her, and said softly, "Are you proud?"

(End of this chapter)