The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 82 My wife and I
Lincheng is not far away, and a day in a carriage is enough.

Therefore, as soon as night fell, Ye Feiwan and Feng Qing had already entered Lincheng City. Although it was not as prosperous as the capital city, it still had a bit of the timelessness of a small town.

The carriage stopped in front of an inn, and Ye Feiwan also woke up.

It's just that for some reason, Feng Qing, who had a pretty face before she fell asleep, now looked tense, as if she was angry.After stopping the carriage, he went down without even looking at her.

Ye Feiwan's face was full of confusion, but he thought that he was used to uncertainty, so he didn't ask.

When he walked behind Feng Qing to the inn, he was talking to the waiter in the inn: "...a room in the upper room, my wife and I have had a hard time traveling, and prepare some side dishes, and two buckets of hot water." silver.

Seeing Yinzi's eyes straightened, the waiter in the shop nodded hastily.

Ye Feiwan squinted his eyes, and couldn't help but look at Feng Qing. I have to say, he is really handsome and elegant in white clothes, especially just now, when he said "My wife and I", he was so handsome. It makes people feel... He and his wife are deeply in love.

If she is not his wife.

"What?" Looking ahead, Feng Qing saw that Ye Feiwan hadn't followed, turned her head and frowned slightly.

Ye Feiwan smiled and said, "It's nothing." After saying that, the man had already followed.

The "deep love between husband and wife" is just a show for outsiders. She should have known it long ago, and she lost if she was serious.

The upper room is a bit bustling, with a thick velvet blanket on the floor, and the tea on the table is still warm, but...

Ye Feiwan looked at the only bed in the house and frowned slightly.

Feng Qing had already walked in confidently, sat at the table, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and took a few sips.

"Why didn't you want two rooms just now?" Ye Feiwan looked at him.

Feng Qing raised her eyes, and glanced at her casually: "You and I went out of the city without anyone noticing, but now that we're out, it's better to keep a low profile."

"..." Ye Feiwan naturally knew that what he said was right, she just felt a little... uncomfortable, and turned to look at the bed, "Then you can sleep on the floor tonight."

Feng Qing's hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, then simply put down the teacup, got up slowly, and walked towards her, step by step.

Ye Feiwan backed away slowly under his approach, until her back touched the bed frame, and there was no way to retreat, she just said nervously: "What are you doing?"

"It's hard for me to imagine that those words just now came from the mouth of the woman who drugged me." At that time, she tried her best and racked her brains to climb into his bed, but now, the time and place are right, but she Want him to sleep on the ground?
Inexplicably, she thought of her babbling in the carriage, did you want to give up?

"I..." Mentioning that night, Ye Feiwan's face turned pale, and it took him a long time to forcefully say, "People change..."

"Yeah, it's just that the concubine has become faster." Feng Qing bent down and moved closer to her, "Or is your relationship just like this?"

"Feng Qing!" Ye Feiwan's voice suddenly became tense, and his back was stiff.

In this world, no one is qualified to say that her feelings are nothing more than that, but Feng Qing is the only one who can't.

She once gave him his own full of friendship, but she changed hands and turned it into his random use.

Use the Ye family, use her.

All kinds of past lives were too clear when she dreamed back at midnight. She didn't even dare to think about those days in the cold courtyard and the days of lingering on the sick bed.

And the instigator of all this, Feng Qing, who has never given her any sincerity, is still saying "your feelings are just like this"?
Feng Qing seemed to have reacted to what she said, his eyes flashed in disbelief, but he calmed down very quickly.

He stretched out his hand, patted away the folds on one side of her clothes, and slowly straightened up: "From the time I left the capital, there have been people following me all the way, and it took some detours before I got rid of those people." At this point, he paused slightly, "No one can guarantee whether there are people here to supervise you and me. This is the only way to avoid further troubles between the two of us."

After saying that, he had already walked around her, walked to the bed, took out a quilt, and spread it on the blanket on the floor: "Please also put your heart in your stomach, princess."

Ye Feiwan quietly watched Feng Qing's movements, he was very calm, his gestures were full of dignity and charm.

This is Feng Qing, he must always ensure that he is superior, this was true in his previous life, and it is also true in this life.

No longer willing to speak, Ye Feiwan slept on the couch after eating dinner and taking a bath.

Feng Qing was taking a bath behind the screen, and the sound of water coming from inside disturbed her, so she simply covered her head and pretended to be asleep.

After some time, Feng Qing finally came out from behind the screen, wearing only a loose white undershirt, and glanced at the motionless woman on the bed, sleeping on the quilt spread on the floor.

Ye Feiwan frowned tightly, and slept all night during the day, and now that he was upset, he didn't even feel sleepy at all.

On the contrary, it was Feng Qing, but after a while, his breathing became even.

She let out a long sigh, lifted the quilt, simply turned over, facing the outside of the bed, saw the person sleeping under the bed at a glance, and was slightly taken aback.

The thin quilt on Feng Qing's body was only covering his chest, through the faint candlelight beside him, she could see his chest under his loose underwear.

There is a scar on his heart.

Ye Fei knew about it long ago, and he never told anyone about the origin of this scar.

In her previous life, the eve before Feng Qing seized power was the period when she had the best relationship with Feng Qing, although she later found out that it was Feng Qing's guilt on the eve of the collapse of the Ye family.

However, those days were indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that she was a little carried away, and asked him the origin of the scar on his heart.

At that moment, Feng Qing's expression condensed almost immediately, she turned and left, and she didn't show up for three days in a row. In the end, she was afraid, gave in, went to the study to find him, and the two of them spoke again.

Now... Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes, she was no longer interested in the scar on his chest.

Because, in the previous life, she also left a scar on his chest, and the sharp silver hairpin pierced his chest, but she couldn't bear it and shifted a little.

I just don't know...whether that Feng Qing from the previous life would occasionally think of her when he saw the hairpin wound on his chest.

Maybe not, after all... Without her, he can welcome the song openly.She even thought with some viciousness, if Qu Yan and Liu Ruyan met, she didn't know how she would feel in her heart.

Thinking wildly, she couldn't hold back a soft snort.

At the same time, the voice of the man on the ground was cold: "If the princess can't sleep, why not make room for her?"

Ye Feiwan was startled; "You haven't slept yet?"

The moment the words fell, I suddenly remembered:
Feng Qing never sleeps deeply in front of people who don't fully trust her.

Feeling a bit chilly in her heart, she turned to face the inner wall without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)