The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 117 This smell is not her

There were not many people around, but after a long time, some people who looked towards this direction inevitably gathered together.

What's more... Fu Xian was originally gorgeous, and even if he didn't do anything on weekdays, he would attract people's attention, but now he is holding a woman's wrist, and his face is extremely ugly.

Ye Feiwan never liked being surrounded by people, her heart tightened, and she tried hard to break free from Fuxian's shackles.

But just as she was about to break free, Fu Xian's eyes suddenly became clear, and his hands tightened.

"It hurts..." Ye Feiwan couldn't hold back a low cry.

Fu Xian almost immediately let go of his strength, narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him.

On her wrist, because of the rupture of the scorching foam, her clothes were stained, and it seemed that she had always looked normal since the beginning, only now, she just said "it hurts".

Frowning slightly, he stared at Ye Feiwan.

"Men and women are not close, please let me go, Mr. Fuxian!" Ye Feiwan disliked Fuxian's gaze, a frivolous face, and his eyes were so deep that people dare not look directly at them.

"Let go of you, I am afraid that Miss Ye will blackmail me." Fu Xian finally opened his lips and raised his eyebrows.

Ye Feiwan: "..." After a long silence, she slowly raised her eyes, "Master Fuxian must have known who I am the last time we met. Do you think you are worthy of my blackmail?"

The daughter of the richest man can force Feng Qing to marry her. The most indispensable thing is money. Do you still need to blackmail others?
Hearing the words, Fu Xian really lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said slowly: "Then I will blackmail you."

Then, with his hands up, he grabbed her where she was not injured, turned around and walked towards the street ahead, even leaving the carriage behind.

"Hello..." Ye Feiwan was anxious, "Where are you taking me?"

"Shut up!" Fu Xian said concisely.

"You don't want your carriage anymore?" How could Ye Feiwan shut up, "Besides, there is still your beauty!"

"You don't seem to understand human speech," Fu Xian glanced back at her, "I want you to shut up."

"Can……"

Ye Feiwan still wanted to speak, but felt her body sinking, Fu Xian exerted a slight force on her wrist, she was dragged forward two or three steps, but he stopped, there was a distance of one person between them.

"Ye Feiwan, I have a lot of ways to make a woman shut up, believe it or not?" When he said this, Fu Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice was low and dangerous.

"What..." Fazi.

The last two words were almost uttered, but in the end, Ye Feiwan opened his eyes wide and stared at Fuxian.Could it be that he spoke... with his mouth?
Fu Xian could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her eyes, and she curled her lips into a wicked smile: "You have a good idea!"

Ye Feiwan: "..."

"Taping the dumb point, sleeping point, or poisoning you into a living dead, won't you be able to shut up?" Fu Xian said in an understated tone, "I don't want to be too lazy to look like you without salt." Shut up."

Ye Feiwan: "..." She could only stare at him.

"Why not?" Seeing her appearance, Fu Xian frowned and asked.

"You don't want me to talk?" Ye Feiwan finally had time to ask back.

Fu Xian looked speechless, and stretched out his hand to rest his forehead for a long time: "The last word, say it!"

"Just now, you hit my carriage, and you still have to pay for the money." Ye Feiwan said silently.

Fuxian: "..."

In the end, without saying a word, he continued to hold her and walked forward.

……

Drunken House.

Feng Qing stood quietly in front of the window, looking downstairs expressionlessly.

From the beginning to Ye Feiwan's appearance, I thought it was just a matter of taking some money to settle things down.

It never occurred to him that the carriage with which she had entanglements belonged to Fu Xian—the actor from the Ruyi Pavilion, at least on the surface. After the palace banquet that day, he had investigated Fu Xian, and they were all Insignificant things, but if you look deeper, you can't find anything.

He is anything but simple.

Last time, Ye Feiwan said that he was not familiar with Fu Xian, but now, Fu Xian clearly looks familiar.

Ye Feiwan was even more, just now in the wing room, he smiled calmly and politely in front of him, but always with a bit of alienation, and now in front of Fu Xian, although his eyebrows and eyes are angry, he always reveals a bit of his previous barbaric temperament.

Unfamiliar?How could he believe it.

Ben's hand, which was casually placed by the window, was clenched tightly.

Especially... Seeing Ye Feiwan still combing the hair bun of a woman who has not left the pavilion, the discomfort in his heart reached its peak.

In the past, he never cared what kind of bun she wore, just because he would never look at her more, but now, it is extremely dazzling.

In the end, Fu Xian even gave up on the carriage, grabbing Ye Feiwan's leaving back, it was like a fishbone piercing his heart, it didn't hurt, but it was awkward.

"Squeak—" at the door of the wing room, Qu Yan gently pushed the door and entered, her footsteps were still soft and slow.

Feng Qing's body was slightly condensed, standing at the window, and turning around slowly.

"What are you looking at?" Qu Yan smiled at him, walked up to him, followed his gaze, and when he saw Ye Feiwan and Fuxian not far from the window, he was slightly stunned for a moment, but reacted very quickly Come over, "Miss Ye actually knew the young master of Ruyi Pavilion?" The voice was low and gentle.

Feng Qing's expression became more and more tense, he retracted his gaze, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

"Ah Qing, thank you for today's matter." Qu Yan said with a smile.

"No need to thank you." Feng Qing opened her lips, and her voice made it impossible to detect any emotion.

Qu Yan pursed her lips, smiled gently, and still looked out of the window. After a long time, her voice became a bit more sad: "Ah Qing, after entering the palace, I never thought that one day, I would be able to be with you like this." Outside the palace, let's look at the scenery of the capital side by side."

Feng Qing glanced at Cai Cai's direction without a trace, and there was no one there: "Yes." He responded in a low voice.

Obviously should cherish being alone with Qu Yan at this moment, but why... feel anxious?
"Ah Qing..." Qu Yan withdrew her gaze from the window, and stared lightly at the man in white in front of him. His black hair was gently blown by the wind outside the window, as if he was a banished immortal, "If back then... I It's great not to have entered the palace..." She murmured.

Feng Qing also turned around and looked back at Qu Yan.

I don't know why, the eyes that used to always make people feel distressed, just looking at him, no matter how difficult it is to stir up troubles in his heart, but... suddenly turned into Ye Feiwan's appearance just now, looking at him stubbornly and paranoidly, but not showing any weakness at all .

"Ah Qing..." Qu Yan murmured, leaning her head lightly towards Feng Qing, stretching her arms around his waist, and sending herself into his arms.

There was a sweet fragrance, the woman's voice was charming and her appearance was so beautiful, I felt sorry for her.

Feng Qing's eyes were suddenly clear, not like this.

On the night of the palace banquet, in that inexplicable dream, the woman who threw herself into his arms was completely different from the fragrance of Qu Yan in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and gently separated her
"Ah Qing?" Qu Yan was puzzled and looked up at him.

"Sorry, Yanyan." Feng Qing said.

It's just that I don't know if the apology is due to the refusal just now, or... a quiet change in his mood.

(End of this chapter)