The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 88 Returning to Beijing
Ye Feiwan had indeed been staying in the lobby of the inn.

Left and right Fengqing pretends that she doesn't exist, so why should she be alone in the room with him, adding to the embarrassment?

Therefore, she thought that if he rested, she would go upstairs to rest again. Anyway, the floor that was spread on the floor last night hadn't been tidied up, so she would just make do with it.

But what I didn't expect was that the waiter of the inn had always been here to receive guests from all over the world. He had seen a lot of knight-errants, high-ranking officials and nobles, and naturally heard a lot of strange people and anecdotes.

Because of the nightfall, there was almost no one in the lobby except Ye Feiwan, who ordered a few plates of desserts and sat there.The shop waiter was probably really bored, so he took the initiative to chat with her, and even talked about many interesting things he had heard.

At first, Ye Feiwan was a little bit lacking in interest, but after listening to it, he really found it very interesting.

Especially when I heard those knights in the rivers and lakes happy and enmity, I felt that my heart became more open.

She was born in Ye's family since she was a child, and she can only hear about the deeds of these Jianghu people. Now that she finally sees someone who knows how to do it, she naturally doesn't forget to ask: "In the storybook, the storyteller said, those Jianghu knights In the inn, they ate meat and drank heavily, but is it true?"

When she was young, she even imitated the appearance of the knight-errant in the storybook at home, pouring tea into a bowl, holding a little oily roast chicken in one hand, drinking a sip of tea and eating a bite of roast chicken.

Of course, the consequence of the matter was that the well-behaved mother whom her father found for her directly put away her roast chicken and tea bowls.

In the past, she had indeed learned a lot of rules, but later, when her father was not at home and no one could control her, she became domineering.

But those rules, but still understand.

"Those..." The waiter took a sip of tea and cleared his throat, "Those are all deceitful, the knights of the rivers and lakes are not reckless guys, they are all capable people, and there are many handsome young masters .”

It was a lie, Ye Feiwan paused, lost interest.

"Speaking of Mr. Jia, I don't know if the girl has heard of the dark pavilion?" The shop waiter finally found someone to chat with, so naturally he didn't let it go easily, leaned closer to her, and asked in a low voice.

Dark Pavilion?Ye Feiwan shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

"According to legend," the waiter became even more mysterious, "the master behind the dark pavilion is extremely capable, and there are many masters of the rivers and lakes under him. Some people even say that the master of the dark pavilion looks like a man of heaven." Look, women feel inferior when they see it..."

Prettier than women?For some reason, a face appeared in Ye Feiwan's mind almost immediately. She shook her head hastily, but she was just an actress in Yihuan Pavilion, so she couldn't have anything to do with Dark Pavilion.

"But you shouldn't be interested in this girl," the shop waiter thought she was not interested in shaking her head, looked around, and whispered in front of Ye Feiwan, "Your husband is the best-looking young man I have ever seen. , Zhilan Yushu is a beautiful woman..."

Ye Feiwan thought of Feng Qing's face, indeed... if one day Feng Qing becomes a servant, that face may be enough for him to be popular for the rest of his life.

Thinking of Feng Qing's appearance of pleasing others, Ye Feiwan couldn't hold back his lips and laughed out loud.

Behind him, there was a sudden chill.

Ye Feiwan paused slightly.

The waiter in the shop didn't realize it, and still looked at her and called: "Girl, girl..."

"What are you two talking about, so happy?" Behind him came a man's cool voice, very gentle.

Ye Feiwan sighed softly in his heart. When he felt the chill on his back just now, he made preparations in his heart, but at this moment when he heard Feng Qing's voice, his heart still couldn't hold back and shivered from the cold.

"Master, son..." The shop clerk obviously didn't notice that there was someone behind him, and when he heard the voice, he quickly stood up, stood aside respectfully, and carefully glanced at the son of Zhilan Yushu, only one glance, he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to take another look .

The young man obviously had no expression on his face, but the people who just looked at him trembled with fear.

"Huh?" Xu didn't hear Ye Feiwan's response, so Feng Qing stepped forward again and asked loudly.

Ye Feiwan finally stood up, turned her head, and looked at the person standing behind her. Her eyes fell on his hands, which were hanging down in her wide sleeves. The meaning of dust.

"I didn't say anything, I just listened to some anecdotes about the world." Ye Feiwan smiled with his lips curled up, "Aren't you going to rest?" He asked lightly.

Feng Qing froze when he heard the words.

He just lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep all the time. Now that it was night, she never went back. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and simply got up and walked out of the room.

But what did you see?
She and the man next to her were sitting at the same table, so close, whispering something, with a very bright smile on their faces.

I was suddenly annoyed, he was injured just now trying to save her, it's fine if she wasn't with her in the house, but he was with another man...

"What time is it now? Ma'am won't return, how can I rest." Feng Qing looked back at her, speaking half-truths and half-falsely.

Ye Feiwan glanced at the pale waiter at the side, and sighed in his heart: "I'll help my husband to rest." After saying that, he had already stepped forward, and was about to hold Feng Qing's arm.

She thought that Feng Qing would avoid him, but she never expected that her hand would support him very smoothly.Feng Qing also put all the strength of his arm on her hand, and let her support him back to the wing.

In the room, the candles were already quietly burning, reflecting a dim yellow in the room.

After sending Feng Qing to the bed, Ye Feiwan sat at the table, and there was no more words between the two.

Feng Qing's expression became even more gloomy, chatting and laughing with others, but speechless with himself.

"Just now, what did you say?" He asked in a deep voice.

Ye Feiwan was a little taken aback, but didn't understand what he meant.

Feng Qing paused, and added: "You and I have special identities, we should avoid getting close to strangers when we are outside..."

"Your Majesty, don't worry," Ye Feiwan interrupted him, "I just listened to the waiter in the shop talk about some happy and enmity things in the world, and I was so yearning for it that I forgot the time."

Happy Enmity...

Feng Qing frowned, it was too far away from the government affairs of the court: "A woman, why do you listen to these things..." He hummed softly.

Ye Feiwan turned to look at him, and then smiled: "Perhaps, one day in the future, I will also be with others, travel around the rivers and lakes, and live my life to my heart's content." Speaking of this, she couldn't help but squinted her eyes slightly, covering her eyes. Faintly disappointed, she did yearn for those days, but this person was not Feng Qing after all.

In the future, he will be a superior person.

And she was destined not to be the woman standing beside him.

Feng Qing was slightly stunned. When she mentioned the future, the longing in her eyes was about to flow out, but he felt inexplicably that her future excluded him.

Displeased in his heart, he clenched his hands tightly, but forgot the wound on his fingertips, the white cloth burst open, and blood oozes out.

"Even if you are unhappy in your heart, why torture your body?" Ye Feiwan got up almost immediately and said, took the medicine powder from the table, and untied the white cloth in his hand.

The whole process, in one go.

Feng Qing looked at her figure, the hesitation in her heart and the bewilderment just now seemed to fade away, and her willfulness just now also disappeared, even with a faint worry.

Unconsciously, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he said, "Go back to Beijing tomorrow."

"What?" Ye Feiwan thought he would wait for the wound to heal, so as not to be noticed when he returned to Beijing.

Feng Qing said again: "Go back to Beijing tomorrow."

Xu Shi was away, and the wantonness in her body was very obvious. When she returned to the capital, the prosperous capital like a dream, and the palace of the court and power, she was the former princess again.

He didn't like the wantonness in her.

(End of this chapter)