The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 71 A Familiar Actor?

Ye Feiwan didn't like those cumbersome and expensive palace clothes, which were layered on the inside and outside, which was flashy.

But attending the palace banquet can only be like this.

The makeup lady had already applied rouge and powder for her early in the morning, and Shao Yao tied the girdle around her side, and looked at the woman in the bronze mirror: "Miss is so beautifully dressed like this."

Ye Feiwan glanced into the bronze mirror, but she was not unfamiliar. She had experienced it many times, how could she be unfamiliar?

"I'm afraid you're the only one who thinks so..." He whispered, and then he heard footsteps outside the door.

"The prince must be here," Shao Yao whispered, straightening the golden steps on her head, and straightening the skirt that dragged the floor.

After finishing all this, the door came in response.

"Princess, but..." Feng Qing's voice was slightly stagnant, Ye Feiwan's eyes were decorated by the makeup girl into the most popular pink outfit in the capital, and his eyes seemed to be filled with water, which made him feel stagnant , but quickly calmed down in an instant, "It seems that it has been tidied up."

"Yes," Ye Feiwan nodded, and also looked at Feng Qing. He was wearing a black python suit, and the black crown on his forehead fluttered slightly with his movements. Confused, he suddenly added an aura of looking down on the world, he is always good-looking, she already knew, "Please trouble the prince to pick him up in person."

Lowering his eyes, he saluted in a low voice.

Feng Qing frowned, but didn't say much, and turned sideways to give up the seat beside her.

The two walked out side by side, Gao Feng looked slightly startled, and for a moment, he felt that the two of them seemed like heaven and earth, if...they hadn't been expressionless.

After getting into the carriage, there was silence. Ye Feiwan half-closed his eyes and got up early in the morning to tidy up. He was inevitably a little tired.

"I didn't expect that the princess would dress up with such care." Feng Qing hummed softly in front of her.

"My lord noticed it, it's my honor." Ye Feiwan half-truthfully said, anyway, when it was the palace banquet, his attention was not on her.

In her previous life, she was foolish, thinking that he was being ridiculed as the "King of Leisure", and now she was very depressed at the palace banquets every day. It was only later that she found out that people were so depressed when they saw Qu Yan, who was dressed up in the seat.

Hitting a soft nail, Feng Qing frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more, the carriage slowly headed towards the palace.

Today's imperial palace is heavily guarded, all the entourage and guards are waiting outside the palace gate, regardless of their official titles, they dismount from their horses at the palace gate and enter on foot.

There were many civil and military officials and their wives around. After greeting each other, they walked towards the palace.

"Seventh Emperor Brother came on time today," came a voice behind him, it was originally a clear voice, but the ending was slightly upward, which always gave people a sense of treachery.

Ye Feiwan followed the prestige, and lowered his eyes to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.

Prince Feng Ning, as Ye Changlin said, is too self-willed, and his strong background can't stand up to his own poor fortune. In his previous life, he was provoked by others and wanted to force him into the palace. .

"Brother Huang." Feng Qing lowered her eyes and also responded.

Ye Feiwan blessed his body: "Brother Huang."

"Little brother and sister, quickly get down," Feng Ningxu helped her, adding a bit of yin and yang to his voice, "Sibling and sister are weak, how can they perform such a great gift, and besides...although they are in the position of princess, they don't enjoy My husband's favorite..." As she spoke, she even let out a serious sigh.

Ye Feiwan straightened up, and naturally understood what Feng Ning meant.

Presumably, he has also heard some rumors about Feng Qing and Qu Yan.

"Brother Huang's words are wrong." Ye Feiwan squinted his eyes and smiled sweetly, reached out and grabbed Feng Qing's hand, "My husband treats me very well."

Feng Qing's hand moved slightly, but in the end he let her hold it without moving.

Feng Ning's complexion changed, and he quickly laughed out loud, "It's hard work, like drinking water, knowing whether you are warm or cold. Since my siblings have said that, over there... let's enter the palace." After finishing speaking, he turned around and took Walking towards the palace with the woman beside him.

Ye Feiwan stared at the man's back, if he wasn't the crown prince, he would be nothing more than a playboy.

With drooping eyes, the person beside him remained motionless, looking down at something.

Following his gaze, Ye Feiwan immediately saw that she was still holding his hand, and immediately let go as if struck by lightning.

Feng Qing frowned, her thin lips pursed slightly, and her voice condensed a little: "Go to the palace."

……

This palace banquet was extremely luxurious.

The big red velvet carpet that Fanbang paid tribute to was laid on the palace road from the moment they turned around the Hall of Mental Cultivation, winding all the way to the palace banquet. The big red lanterns on both sides were full of light, reflecting the bright lights in the palace.

At the entrance of the palace banquet, there are two huge and luxurious cold silver candlesticks. The candles above are covered by glass, and there are several colors.

When Ye Feiwan and Feng Qing walked into the palace banquet, many ministers had already gathered inside. After all, they had previous life experience, Ye Feiwan greeted these people without feeling embarrassed, just greeted them with salutes and smiles. People, inevitably tired.

After some time, a shrill voice finally came from outside the banquet: "The emperor is here, the empress is here, the imperial concubine is here..."

At the same time, there was a sound of drums, and the sound of silk, bamboo and harpies sounded one after another.

The emperor walked in front, and the queens and Qu Yan on both sides followed, walking straight to the main seat.

All the officials saluted, shouting long live and thousand live, the emperor's heart was happy, and some sick and weak bodies seemed to be a little better, and took the wine glass: "My dear friends, today, I will not discuss the government affairs, I will only enjoy this time. Let me drink this cup of wine first, and I would like to join you in this grand occasion..."

After some great speeches, the palace banquet officially began, and several dancers appeared on one side, dancing to the sound of silk and bamboo.

Ye Feiwan squinted her eyes halfway, looking at the dancing girls, and there seemed to be someone watching her.

Raising his eyes, he looked over without any trace, never expecting to meet Qu Yan's gaze.

The latter's face had already healed, looking at her at this moment, he didn't feel guilty at all, he still smiled and nodded as usual, then he turned his gaze to her side.

Ye Feiwan frowned and looked away, but he saw Feng Qing quickly glanced at the seat above.

Her heart froze, but she quickly chuckled, and took the wine glass on the table, how slow was she in her previous life, that she found out so late?

The wine cup at the palace banquet was very small, only for a small sip. Ye Feiwan took the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp, then filled it up, and drank again. When pouring the third cup, someone pinched her wrist.

Turning his head, he met Feng Qing's frowning eyebrows.

"My lord is always a little bit impatient with others." Ye Feiwan joked casually, holding on to the wine cup without letting go.

Feng Qing was taken aback.

But at this moment, there is a low and hoarse voice at the door, which is pleasant to the heart: "The wind changes, the snow changes, and the dreams of the country will be broken..."

The gentle tone, sung from the man's mouth, has a special charm.

Ye Feiwan paused, only to feel that the voice was very familiar, and looked up.

But I saw a man in scarlet clothes slowly walking into the palace banquet, his voice gradually entered his ears.

Goodbye to his appearance, his eyebrows are gorgeous, and he is magnificent.

very familiar.

Ye Feiwan let go of her hand, Feng Qing didn't expect her to let go suddenly, the wine cup touched the table, the sound was not small, but it was not eye-catching at the palace banquet.

However, the man in scarlet chanting slowly glanced at him casually, and narrowed his eyes slightly the moment he saw Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan was also stunned.

This person...isn't it Mr. Fuxian who almost ran over her with his carriage not long ago?
(End of this chapter)