The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 141 Father sees her?

backyard.

After Ye Feiwan came back from the cold courtyard, he never left the door of the inner bedroom.

Although Shao Yao didn't know what happened, she felt that the young lady was in a very bad mood when she came back, so she stayed by her side without saying a word.

But at this moment, there was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the door, and the next moment, Gao Feng's voice sounded outside the door: "This subordinate is asking to see the princess."

Ye Feiwan came back to his senses, nodded to Shaoyao, Shaoyao understood, and went to open the door.

Ye Feiwan was very surprised when he saw the people standing outside the door: "Why..."

Many servant girls of the palace held red sandalwood boxes one after another, covered with red silk and satin, which looked extremely expensive.

"This king rewarded the princess." A person outside the door said lightly, his tone added a bit of inexplicable clarity in this cold winter day.

Ye Feiwan looked up, and saw Feng Qing walking slowly in white clothes, the ear bands were also white, and the whole person seemed to be luminous.

It's been a long time since I saw you.

He seemed to be a little more tired than last time, his cheeks were slightly thinner, his eyes were slightly squinted, although he was handsome and handsome, it was as deep and difficult to distinguish as an ancient well.

"Reward?" Ye Feiwan quickly withdrew her eyes from him, and she understood in an instant, "Is it the reward that the emperor gave last time? The Herb of Worry-Relief is what the prince is looking for, so you can just accept it..." Her tone was understated. .

Feng Qing frowned, looking at her inexplicably alienated appearance, feeling dissatisfied in her heart: "The reward from the emperor, my king has already filled it into the treasury."

Ye Feiwan was puzzled: "Then these..."

"This king rewards you." After saying that, he stared at her expression closely. If it was before, she would have been overjoyed. Now, apart from the initial surprise, it seems... There is nothing else.

"Why?" she asked calmly.

"Thank you."

"What thank you?"

After asking and answering, Feng Qing felt agitated when asked. He had imagined countless kinds of her reaction when she saw the reward, but she didn't have this one. He reached out and threw the letter in his hand on the table beside him.

Ye Feiwan glanced at him, and slowly stepped forward to open the letter.

When she saw what was written above, she finally understood.

It turns out...the soldiers, horses, food and grass that Feng Qing suppressed the prince's rebellious party in the previous life were from the Ye family.

Presumably it was also this time that Feng Qing realized that the Ye family was as rich as an enemy country, and they must not let it grow, so they reduced the Ye family.

"I see." Ye Feiwan smiled, folded the letter and put it back, "Then I would like to thank the lord for the reward." After saying that, he even blessed his body slightly.

Feng Qing's body froze from her reaction, his heart was full of anger, and he couldn't get angry, so he flicked his wide sleeves and walked towards the door.

"Farewell to the prince!" Ye Feiwan said hastily, his words were much more sincere than before.

Feng Qing's footsteps that had already reached the door suddenly stopped, feeling a little unwilling in the end, he turned around, and asked sideways: "Princess, what day is today?"

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long time, she slowly raised her eyes, her voice as usual: "The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month is originally the day of the new year, so I wish the prince a happy new year..." Kang.

The last word was not uttered in the end, Feng Qing had already strode out, the door was suddenly opened, and then closed with a "bang", the cold wind outside the door poured in, making people shiver uncontrollably.

He seemed, very angry, inexplicably angry.

In the end, Gao Feng waved his hand and ordered the servant girl to put down the reward, turned around and looked at Ye Feiwan with complicated eyes: "Princess, today...is the prince's birthday."

"..." Ye Feiwan still stood where he was, without saying a word.

Gao Feng and the maid had left, leaving only Ye Feiwan and Shao Yao in the house.

The stove on the side occasionally emitted a few sparks, which went out in a blink of an eye.

Ye Feiwan poured himself a cup of hot tea, warming his inexplicably cold fingertips.

"Miss, you clearly know that today is the prince's birthday, why are you still talking about the young year..." Shao Yao stood aside, a little puzzled.

Ye Feiwan glanced at her, then looked down at the teacup in his hand, and said slowly, "Because of this cup of hot tea."

"Huh?" Shao Yao was puzzled.

"Because the tea is too hot, it burns your hands." Some things, when you know it hurts, you should let it go.Otherwise, just like the previous life, Feng Qing "this cup of tea" is so hot, she still stubbornly holds on to it, never letting go no matter what anyone says, in the end, she hurts others, and even hurts herself.

"The tea is hot?" Shao Yao was still confused, wondering what the prince had to do with this cup of tea, she stepped forward, touched the teacup in Ye Feiwan's hand, and exclaimed, "It's so hot."

The next moment, she grabbed the back of Ye Feiwan's hand: "Miss, the tea is hot, let go quickly."

However, she failed to pull Ye Feiwan's hand away.

Ye Feiwan kept holding it tightly, it was indeed very hot, but it seemed that every time, he was extremely unwilling to let go.

"Miss!" Shao Yao's voice became louder and more anxious.

Ye Feiwan snapped back to his senses, followed her force and let go of his hand. The burning heat in his palm disappeared instantly, and the pain was gone.

Shao Yao had already put the hot tea aside.

Ye Feiwan looked at the flushed palms and was slightly taken aback.

Turning around, she quietly walked aside, feeling a little sore in her chest.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Shao Yao asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Ye Feiwan smiled, "I'm a little tired, you should go back and rest soon."

"Ah."

With the sound of light hands and feet, Shao Yao went out, and Ye Feiwan lay alone on the bed for a long time, gently stroking the burning palm with one hand.

It turns out... She had to let go.

……

Ye Feiwan has a good habit of forgetting yesterday's anguish after sleeping.

When she woke up the next day, the inexplicable sadness of last night disappeared, and she still lived as usual.

The mansion has a bit of a Chinese New Year atmosphere, the calligraphy is written by everyone, the couplets are written by everyone, the mansion is decorated with lights and festoons, and the embroiderer is even found to measure the upper and lower parts of the mansion, and all new clothes, new shoes and socks are made.

Ye Feiwan is really relaxed as the mistress of the mansion.

If so, a few days later, the 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

On this day, Ye Fei woke up very early, and the sky was gray and gloomy.

Just after about Chen's time, the sky began to snowflakes profusely. The snow was not heavy, but it still added a layer of white to everything, which was very pure.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good year." Shaoyao squinted her eyes and sighed.

Ye Feiwan turned his head to look, and stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake. Indeed... next year will indeed be a "good year" for Feng Qing.

It was also at this moment that a guard at the gate ran to the gate of the backyard against the snowflakes, and knelt down in front of her: "My lord, there is someone in the Ye residence begging to see you."

Ye Fu?

Ye Feiwan responded quickly: "Let him in."

Not long after, the guard had already led a young man in. Ye Feiwan recognized that man, who was usually by his father's side.

"See the princess."

"But something?" Ye Feiwan asked hastily.

"The master invites the princess to go back to the mansion."

(End of this chapter)