The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 68 You don't care about me, do you?
Ye Feiwan was walking towards the backyard with Shao Yao's arm, but, after all, she overestimated herself.

There is a threshold at the entrance of the backyard, it is not high, and she can step over it with a lift of her foot, but her body is weak after not being in the oil rice for a few days, and she is unable to lift her foot, and then it is blocked by something, and her eyes are followed by blackness.

"Miss..." Shao Yao was startled and cried out loudly.

But before she could react, a white shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and Ye Feiwan's body was already tightly blocked.

Shao Yao fixed her eyes and murmured: "My lord..."

Feng Qing didn't even look at her, she looked down at the woman in her arms, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and she was shaky when she walked just now, she was obviously very uncomfortable, but she didn't show any discomfort in front of him.

In her heart...she clearly regarded him as an outsider.

He... Feng Qing hugged her hand for a while, in fact, he did the same, so he has the right to blame her?
"Gao Feng, tell the doctor to go to the backyard." With a command in a deep voice, Feng Qing strode towards the inner bed in the backyard.

The inner bedroom was supposed to be the room where the two lived together. Feng Qing just felt strange. The water in the teapot on the table was a bit cold, and he didn't even know where the hot water was stored. Shao Yao stepped forward and took a clean teapot. The Supa was wet, and the corners of her pale lips were stained a little bit.

The doctor came and took the pulse to see a doctor. He only said that the princess was cold and weak, and that she might have to take some time to take more medicine to strengthen her body and her vitality.

Shao Yao and the doctor went to grab the medicine. The inner bedroom was the concubine's boudoir after all, and Gao Feng was guarding the door. At this moment, in this small room, there were only Feng Qing and the woman who was still in a coma.

The last time I looked at her so seriously, it seemed to be the day when she got married, when she blocked a sword for him, she was so pale and unconscious on the sick bed.

This time...it was still because of him.

However, he seems to be... different from last time.

The last time I was protected by her with a sword, I was shocked and unbelievable, but this time... it was actually anger.

Even if the object of anger is Yanyan.

"Water..." On the bed, the woman suddenly murmured, her voice very soft.

Feng Qing snapped back to his senses.

"Shaoyao...water..." Ye Feiwan continued in a low voice.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Qing stepped forward to pour a glass of water, moved closer to her lips, and watched her swallow it bit by bit. After drinking the water, her consciousness was still hazy.

"My lord, medicine." After some time, Shao Yao walked in respectfully from outside the door, carrying a bowl of medicine.

Feng Qing glanced at the woman on the bed, and took a step back to give up her seat.

Shao Yao held the medicine, scooped up a spoonful, blew it warm and brought it to her mouth.

Ye Feiwan, however, seemed to be conscious, and turned her head away after smelling the bitter smell of the medicine: "Shaoyao...I don't want to drink the medicine anymore..."

"Miss, you will get better after drinking medicine."

"No, it won't get better..." She said in a low voice, "It's been more than a year, it won't get better..."

Feng Qing paused, raised her eyes and glanced at the woman on the bed, what does "more than a year" mean?

"Miss, let's just drink this once..." Shao Yao still persuaded in a low voice.

"Don't..." Ye Feiwan shook his head, a tear fell from the corner of his eye for no reason, fell on the pillow, and disappeared, "Shaoyao, why didn't he let me go? Why..."

Feng Qing stared blankly at the tears, she seldom shed tears, and now...the tears were like arsenic, hitting his heart inexplicably depressed, he obviously didn't understand what she meant, but why... Feeling so uncomfortable?
"Miss..." Shao Yao still wanted to persuade her.

"Enough." Feng Qing said suddenly, stepped forward, reached out, and took the medicine bowl in Shao Yao's hand, "You go out first."

"My lord, Miss is weak and unconscious..."

"Get out!" Feng Qing's voice was low.

Even though she was reluctant in her heart, Shao Yao went out, turning around every step of the way.

Feng Qing was holding the medicine bowl, which was still a little hot, but he didn't notice it, and moved it to the woman's lips, but the woman kept her lips tightly closed, and she didn't take a sip, and the corners of her eyes were marked with tears.

He paused, finally took the medicine bowl away, held it in his hand and looked at the woman on the bed, until the medicine juice became mild, he took a sip, lowered his head and pressed it directly on the woman's lips.

"Hmm..." The woman let out a low voice, but her lips parted involuntarily, and the bitter concoction rushed into her mouth, mouthful after mouthful.

Ye Feiwan frowned, feeling that her internal organs were wrinkled into a ball with bitterness, and her lips felt soft. She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw the man's eyelashes and... deep eyes, As if to suck her in.

Then, he suddenly reacted and pushed the man on his lips away.

"Are you awake?" Feng Qing had already realized it, and her voice was understated.

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't say a word, but just stretched out his hand to rub the corner of his lips, as if to wipe off the smell on it.

Feng Qing looked at her actions and felt more and more annoyed: "This king's bed has already been climbed, do you still want to pretend now?"

"You..." Ye Feiwan raised his head, staring at him like fire.

"Is what this king said wrong?" Feng Qing asked back, "Furthermore, it's just feeding medicine. This king is afraid that you will die in the palace, can't you?"

"Afraid?" Ye Feiwan seemed to hear a joke, was he afraid?What is he afraid of?If he was really afraid, how could he have left her in the cold courtyard in his previous life and ignored her?
Feng Qing frowned. He didn't like her mocking eyes. The woman who was obviously lying on the bed just now was so delicate that people felt sorry for her, but when she opened her eyes... she was so stubborn that people wanted to break her!
"I have to thank you, my lord," Ye Feiwan looked away, and glanced at the medicine bowl in Feng Qing's hand. There was still more than half of the bowl left, so she reached out to take it, and drank it expressionlessly.

Feng Qing frowned even tighter. She was so afraid of taking medicine in a coma, but she drank it so calmly after waking up!

It's like... two people!
"My lord, call Shaoyao in." Ye Feiwan finished drinking the medicine, took the medicine bowl, and glanced at the person standing motionless by the bed.

Feng Qing glanced at her, then at the medicine bowl in her hand, stepped forward inexplicably, took the medicine bowl and put it on the table, turned and walked out.

Ye Feiwan looked at the empty palms for a moment, then looked at the white figure who had already walked to the door: "My lord!" He suddenly said.

Feng Qing stood at the door, neither moving nor turning around.

"That day, the guards in the palace wanted to arrest the culprit who disfigured the noble concubine and entered the palace. Why did you go there for me?" Her voice was stilted, but she finally asked.

"What why?" Feng Qing tilted his head, his voice was cold.

"You don't care about me, do you?" Ye Feiwan smiled exaggeratedly and asked wantonly.

Feng Qing paused from the back, and this time, he stared sideways at her, without any waves in his eyes, then parted his thin lips lightly, and only wrote one word lightly: "You?"

The meaning is nothing more than: you deserve it too?

Ye Feiwan squinted his eyes and smiled even more happily: "It's fine if you don't."

It's fine if it's not, in this way, she will strangle all her delusional thoughts in the cradle!
(End of this chapter)