The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 85 He Was Injured
He said it twice.

Every time, Ye Feiwan heard it really and clearly.

In fact, even if he didn't say it, she knew in her heart that he wouldn't care about her because... compared to Wang Tu Daye, she was too small, too small to be worth mentioning.

"..." But Feng Qing didn't respond, he clasped the gap of the cliff tightly with one hand, his fingertips turned white, and his expression was tense.

Ye Feiwan was pulled by him, and his body was shaking with the cold wind.

The platform had completely disappeared, and the two of them were hanging straight on the cliff.

Feng Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at the situation on the cliff above his head. The two of them were only a hand away from the top of the cliff. If he was on his own, he would be able to use his strength to climb up.

Lowering his head, he glanced at the woman he was holding tightly under his hands, only to see a solitary twist on the top of her head, and his thin lips were slightly pursed: "Can you still use force?" He asked in a deep voice.

Ye Feiwan looked up lightly: "What?"

"Can you still use your strength?" Feng Qing asked again, "Stepping on the cliff, grabbing my arm, climbing up two steps, and wrapping my arms around my waist."

Ye Feiwan froze, looked up at the smooth cliff in front of him, and his arm that had been scratched by the cliff just now, and unconsciously glanced down the cliff.

The clouds and mist shrouded her, making her dizzy for a while.

"Don't look down!" Feng Qing's voice was sharp.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "You will not be able to bear it," she said, "You will only be caught by me and buried on the cliff with me."

"..." This time, Feng Qing did not speak.

"Feng Qing, I'm already very grateful for you jumping down to save me." Ye Feiwan smiled, "I know, if it's just you, you will definitely be able to make it up."

Feng Qing suddenly became angry, and her voice was low: "You are not allowed to say such nonsense now..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped.

Ye Feiwan... Gently pulled off the silver hairpin on the blue silk with one hand, the hairpin was sharp, and her long hair was blown away by the cold wind, flying, unexpectedly... there was a bit of decisive beauty.

Feng Qing looked at her, and a trace of fear suddenly rose in his heart: "Ye Feiwan, what are you going to do!" He asked, gnashing his teeth.

Ye Feiwan didn't respond, but felt that... Fate really played a joke on her.

In her previous life, she stabbed Feng Qing with a hairpin, and was thrown into a cold courtyard and died in depression. In this life...it was because of this hairpin.

"Feng Qing, don't forget what you promised me." Ye Feiwan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "As long as you are alive, keep the Ye family safe."

After saying that, he clutched the silver hairpin in his hand and stabbed heavily at Feng Qing, who was holding the back of his hand.

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing's tone was sharp, and the ending was a bit hoarse.

Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes, just waiting for the moment when he let go of his hand after suffering the pain, and greeted the moment when he fell off the cliff.

But no.

She raised her head in a daze, Feng Qing looked at her with a pale face, his eyes almost cracked: "Ye Feiwan, if you can go up, this king will definitely not spare you!" His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Ye Feiwan didn't say anything, just stared blankly at the back of his hand, it was bleeding there, it must be very painful, but why...he still didn't let go?
Stubborn as if holding on to something important.

Is it her?She is important?

The heart that I thought would stop beating suddenly seemed to warm up little by little, rushing towards her eye sockets.

"Feng Qing..." She called him in a low voice.

Feng Qing exerted force on her hand, shaking it slightly, then raised her hand suddenly, and threw her to her waist.

"Hold on." He snapped.

Ye Feiwan didn't respond anymore, just followed his voice and hugged his waist in a daze, and could still smell the faint sandalwood.

Feng Qing seemed to be still thinking of a solution, and did not move for a long time.

On the arm, a drop of red suddenly dripped.

Ye Feiwan looked at her arm, and suddenly thought of something. Looking up, Feng Qing was holding the hand in the crevice of the cliff, and the blood was flowing down.

He...had new injuries to both hands.

"Feng Qing..." She called him.

"Shut up." Feng Qing said to her without thinking, "Ye Feiwan, if you say one more word, I'm afraid I can't help but throw you down!"

But as he said throwing her, the hand holding her on the back of his hand became stronger and stronger.

After some time, Feng Qing's feet finally found a point of support on the cliff. He stepped on it, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at the woman who hugged his waist and kept silent: "Catch the cliff in a while." The stone on the top is desperately climbing up, and next time, I will definitely not care..."

The words stopped here.Xu Shi thought that what he said last time had already broken his promise, and Feng Qing's face darkened.

He took a deep breath, exerted strength with his arms, stepped on the cracks in the cliff with his feet, and actually slowly climbed up.

Ye Feiwan raised her head, and could even hear Feng Qing's heavy breathing, watching the cliff top getting closer to her.

Seeing that she was able to reach the boulder on the top of the cliff with her hand, their bodies suddenly fell down.

Feng Qing let out a muffled snort, and cold sweat broke out from the corners of his forehead instantly. At the same time, he quickly pushed the woman in his arms upwards: "Grab it!"

Ye Feiwan almost immediately reached out and grabbed the rock crevice on the top of the cliff.

The weight she was bearing was much less, and Feng Qing's falling body barely stopped.

"How are you?" Ye Feiwan quickly turned around and asked.

Feng Qing didn't say a word all the time, and supported her waist tightly with one hand, and said sharply: "Climb up."

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned, and finally clasped the cracks in the stone tightly. Following his strength, she climbed step by step towards the top of the cliff. With each step, she seemed to be able to feel the slight trembling of the big hands behind her.

But she didn't dare to think about it, she just dared to resist and climb up.

When she knelt on the boulder on the top of the cliff, she almost collapsed to the ground immediately, but she barely supported her body and turned her head in a hurry.

But only heard a muffled groan from behind, Feng Qing's hand that was clasping the crack in the stone suddenly loosened, and the whole person was about to fall off the cliff.

Ye Feiwan felt a pain in her heart, and quickly stepped forward to stabilize his hand that was gripping the crack in the stone; "Give me the other hand." She said quickly.

Feng Qing raised her head, then was slightly stunned.

Her hair was disheveled, her hair was disheveled by the wind, and her eye circles were red, as if... she had been crying.There was a cloud of mist behind her, and at this moment she was reaching out to him, as if... for salvation.

In the end, he handed her his hand, watching her blushing and wanting to pull him up.

Feng Qing took a light breath, slowed down, grasped her hand tightly, stepped on the stone wall with her feet, and flew up with all her strength.

When Ye Feiwan saw the man in white jumping up in front of him, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, before the unspeakable panic and grievance could be brewed, the white figure had already pressed towards her.

Feng Qing... just lay down on her body so weakly, her breathing was still heavy, and she seemed to have exhausted all her energy.

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a long time, then stretched out her hand to support the man's waist...

(End of this chapter)