The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 91 That Dream

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at the back of Feng Qing's hand, the hairpin wound there seemed to have split open again, and even the outermost white cloth was stained red.

Very dazzling.

She couldn't help squinting her eyes, and her breathing became more cautious.

She couldn't forget what Feng Qing said just now, he said, "She took the hairpin and stabbed him in the heart."

However, this is clearly what happened in the previous life, why did he dream of it?She has always thought that only she can experience the past and present life, and God pity her and give her a chance to start again, but why...

"What?" Feng Qing's eyes had recovered from the haze just now, and he looked carefully at the woman beside the bed, as if he couldn't feel the tingling pain on the back of his hand.

She was very abnormal. After hearing her dream, she seemed to be... scared!Her lips had turned pale, and even... her fingertips were trembling slightly.

"It's okay." After a long time, Ye Feiwan finally responded with a somewhat difficult voice.She lowered her eyes slowly, and her eyes fell on the back of his hand, "Your wound is bleeding again, I will apply medicine to bandage you."

After saying that, she quickly took the white cloth and the medicine bottle left by the doctor, and carefully removed the blood-stained white cloth on the back of his hand little by little, put the medicine powder on it, and then slowly bandaged it up.

During the whole process, she only focused on looking at his hands, and never raised her head to look at Feng Qing.

Feng Qing frowned even tighter, and only waited for her to bandage before saying: "You..."

"Since I returned home, I haven't been to the backyard before, so I went back first." Ye Feiwan interrupted him abruptly before he finished speaking, without even listening to his response, turned around and headed towards the door. walking.

Feng Qing stared at the woman's back, and the inexplicable depression in his heart emerged again.

He was clearly hurt because of her, but right now, she abandoned him so easily, unexpectedly... a little bit wronged.

"My lord." Gao Feng's respectful voice came from outside the door.

Feng Qing's body stagnated slightly, and he regained his composure in the next moment: "Come in."

Gao Feng pushed the door open and entered, seeing Feng Qing lying on the bed, his eyes couldn't hide his worry: "How could the prince get hurt?" Others don't know, but he knows very well, the prince's martial arts are so high that ordinary people can't hurt him at all He, the illusion of King Xian on weekdays, is just fabricated.

"It's just that the place we're going to is a bit dangerous, it's okay." Feng Qing's voice was condensed, "What's going on in Beijing these days?"

"Sure enough, as the prince said," Gao Feng paused, "The emperor is in a bad condition, and the imperial doctor did all kinds of examinations, but they couldn't find out why. The third prince... seems to have doubts. He has sent spies to investigate the prince these days. There."

"En." Feng Qing responded in a low voice, the snipe and the clam were fighting, and no one cared about him and Ye Feiwan leaving the city.

Regardless of the injury on the back of his hand, he reached into his cuff, took out the worry-relieving grass and handed it to Gao Feng: "Put this thing away properly."

"Yes." Gao Feng took it respectfully, and when he saw the grass in his hand, his eyes widened in shock, he forgot his dignity for a moment, and looked up at Feng Qing, "My lord, this, this is..."

"Worry Relief Grass." Feng Qing said lightly, "I went out this time to find this thing."

Gao Feng's eyes are respectful. It is rumored that this grass has been rarely seen by people for decades. He never thought that the prince could bring it back today.

"The concubine helped to retrieve it." Feng Qing added inexplicably.

Gao Feng paused, and complimented: "Princess... is the prince's virtuous wife."

Feng Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and because of Gao Feng's words, his mind relaxed a little, but in the next moment, he thought of Ye Feiwan's distraught appearance when he left just now, and frowned slightly: "Is there any movement in the backyard? "

Gao Feng said: "Ever since the lord ordered his subordinates to send people to guard the backyard last time, the princess has been staying in the mansion, except for the maid Shao Yao by her side, she seldom speaks to anyone, let alone communicates with outsiders, just..." Thinking of this, Gao Feng hesitated.

"Just what?" Feng Qing looked at him.

"It's just... the subordinates reported that the princess always went to the cold courtyard in the corner of the backyard by herself sometimes, doing nothing but touching the crooked neck tree in a daze, usually staying for more than half an hour. When it's time, leave and go back to the room."

cold yard...

Feng Qing was slightly stunned, he had seen her once in the Lengyuan, and at that time... the sadness in her eyes seemed to flow out, making people dare not, couldn't bear to look directly at her.

She looked at the bricks, tiles, plants and trees in the cold courtyard, as if she had revisited the old place, but... she had clearly never been there.

"Keep staring." Feng Qing waved his hand.

"Yes." Gao Feng understood, and after saluting respectfully, he turned and retreated.

Feng Qing looked at the curtain above his head, slowly raised his hand for a long time, looked at the white cloth wrapped on the back of his hand, and seemed to be able to see the hairpin wound through it.

Just now, the appearance of her carefully administering the medicine to him suddenly appeared.

Inexplicably, she thought of that dream. In the dream... she looked at him with tears in her eyes, and then walked towards him step by step, just like that day in the carriage, she called him "Prince" softly and tenderly, and then pulled out her hair. The hairpin stabbed towards his heart, but when it was stabbing, his hand moved slightly down.

Even in the dream, he knew that she did it on purpose, deliberately to arouse his anger, and he seemed... indeed angry, but after being angry, he didn't know what he did, so he woke up come over.

And Ye Feiwan... She seemed to react violently to this dream.

In the end... what happened!

……

Ye Feiwan didn't disturb Shaoyao, only the maid who was on guard at night was startled by her sudden return, she hurriedly knelt on the ground to salute, but she also stopped her, and went back to the room with a "shh".

Because of her absence, the tea on the table was also chilly, and after taking a few sips of cold tea, he managed to suppress the panic in his heart.

It was late autumn, and the night was as cool as water. She drank cold tea again, and her whole body felt a bit of coolness, as if it came from the bottom of her heart. Feel.

She was frightened by Feng Qing's dream.

Even though she has lived a lifetime, she still can't beat Feng Qing in terms of resourcefulness. If... Feng Qing also understands the things of the previous life, he will not be able to... be soft-hearted towards the Ye family, and even... even her, he will not let go pass.For example, in his previous life, he would rather trap her in a cold courtyard and die than let her go free.

After a long time, she slowly walked to the bed, wrapped the quilt tightly, and tried to dispel the chill all over her body, but it was in vain.

Her hands and feet were still cold, and this chill continued until the second half of the night. She was still staring blankly at the curtain above her head, unable to fall asleep.

With a "snap", there was a slight sound from the roof, if it wasn't for the silence in the night, she would not have heard it at all.

Ye Feiwan turned her head and looked out the window, but there was no one, maybe... just a stray cat, she thought.

(End of this chapter)