The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 142 He Will Take Care of You!
Ye Mansion doesn't need to be in previous years this year.

In previous years, as soon as the twelfth lunar month entered, Ye Feiwan would be extremely excited and discuss the New Year's affairs, but this year, perhaps because Ye Xianyu left Beijing to stand on her own, she also married into the palace. It was inexplicably deserted.

The snowflakes are still floating, and the dead branches are covered with white clothes.

When Ye Feiwan walked to the main hall, Ye Changlin was already sitting there with a pot of hot tea beside him, and he looked very relaxed.

However, his face was a little pale, his cheeks were much thinner, and he was squinting his eyes and thinking about something.

"Father?" Ye Feiwan called softly.

Ye Changlin suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head to look at her, and then smiled and said, "Here you are?"

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan walked up to him, "Father, are you alright?"

"It's still an old problem, coughing when it's cold," Ye Changlin shook his head, "But you girl, I heard that you have been doing well recently, and you don't walk outside the gate?"

"No way, I'm not here to look for you!" Ye Feiwan laughed.

Ye Changlin snorted softly, but didn't continue to struggle, just looked at her quietly, and then suddenly said: "Oh my god, it's getting colder and colder."

"Yes." Ye Feiwan replied.

"At the beginning, our father and daughter were really right," Ye Changlin smiled, "Feng Qing is busy these days?"

When Feng Qing was mentioned, Ye Feiwan felt a little uncomfortable, but still nodded: "Father, you must know that the recent situation in the capital..."

Father must understand, otherwise, how could he give money to donate food and grass?

You know, if it is really exposed, the entire Ye family may suffer.

"Yeah, the situation is getting tighter and tighter. This year is destined to not be a good year..." Ye Changlin shook his head, covered his lips and coughed, and put away the white handkerchief in his hand without any trace.

"Father, Feng Qing will succeed." Ye Feiwan whispered.

It's just that the Ye family is rich, and Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by the forest wind. She can't protect the Ye family, but she can keep her father and brother safe and sound.

"I know," Ye Changlin turned his head and glanced at her, "Why? Are you unhappy that Feng Qing will succeed?"

Ye Feiwan was startled, then looked at him, opened his eyes wide, and shook his head: "I'm happy, of course I'm happy."

"You... are exactly the same as your mother. When you lie, you stare at that person, for fear that he won't believe you." Ye Changlin's voice added a bit of exclamation.

mother……

Ye Feiwan didn't have any impression of her mother, but only remembered that she was a very gentle person. After a long time, she asked in a low voice: "Mother...how is it?" When she was four years old, her mother passed away.

"Your mother..." Ye Changlin squinted his eyes half-closed, his thin body wrapped in a thick cloak, as if he was recalling something, but shook his head in the next moment, "Fei Wan, I know why I didn't know you when you were young." Willing to take care of you?"

At that time, he was busy with business, even if he had time, he would rarely accompany her, but he also developed her straightforward temperament.

Ye Feiwan shook his head.

"Your little face is almost carved out of the same mold as your mother." Ye Changlin sighed softly.

Ye Feiwan's body froze, never expecting such a reason, she stretched out her hand and gently touched her cheek, no wonder... When she was young, her father always looked at her in a daze, but quickly turned his head away and ignored her.

"The Ye family has reached its peak now, and it is bound to decline in the future. You don't need to care about it." Ye Changlin said in a low voice.

Ye Feiwan nodded, feeling inexplicably sad.

The huge Ye family was supported by his father, and now he has the courage to retreat in a hurry, but she felt very uncomfortable when she saw it.

"Feiwan, how did I hear that you have something to do with that young master from Ruyi Pavilion?" Ye Changlin suddenly changed the subject.

"Ahem..." Ye Feiwan coughed at his father's words, "Father, why did you say such a thing suddenly? Besides, I have nothing to do with that Fuxian." Thinking of the last time he clicked She opened her dumb acupoint, and she became even more angry.

"It doesn't matter at all?" Ye Changlin glanced at her, "Then he will give you the ruby ​​glass cup?"

"That's what he owes me." Ye Feiwan paused, because she traded her flesh and blood for it.

"Father doesn't mean to blame," Ye Changlin laughed, "I just think that you have a good eye, and I've heard that Fuxian is unparalleled in appearance."

Ye Feiwan: "... Isn't Feng Qing good-looking too? It's a pity that the gold and jade are ruined by the outside."

"Feng Qing..." Ye Changlin paused slightly, "Have you had any trouble with Feng Qing recently?"

"Ah?" Ye Feiwan was innocent, "No."

"Stinky girl, I still want to lie to you." Ye Changlin made a gesture to hit her, but finally couldn't bear it, and put his hand down again, "People like Feng Qing are paranoid and admit death, which is good or bad."

Ye Feiwan looked at him.

"It's not good, I'm afraid you will have to suffer a lot when you marry. But it's also good, since he married you, he will treat you well because of his responsibility. Feiwan, Feng Qing is pretty reliable, At the very least, it is more reliable than the young master of Ruyi Pavilion."

"Fuxian and I really have nothing to do, he is more beautiful than me," Ye Feiwan smiled, "Furthermore, I am married to Feng Qing now, and I love Feng Qing so much, you don't know it! "

"Yeah, I wanted to marry him back then," Ye Changlin thought of the past, curled his lips, and for a moment, seemed to think of something, turned to look at her, "but it's not too late..."

"Ok?"

"Does he love you?" Ye Changlin's voice was somewhat inquiring.

The smile on the corners of Ye Feiwan's lips froze for a long time, she avoided Ye Changlin's gaze, and smiled more brightly, she nodded vigorously: "Father, he treats me very well now, and even gave me some surprises a few days ago." Treasures, my house can hardly hold it."

This is not wrong.

She agrees with her father's evaluation of Feng Qing from the bottom of her heart. He is stubborn, so even if he doesn't love her, he still doesn't delay the status he gave her as a princess.

It has nothing to do with love, just... because she is his wife.Even if it's another person, I'm afraid it will be the same.

Ye Changlin seemed relieved, and shook his head slightly: "You..." After finishing speaking, he shook his head again, "In the future, don't be as self-willed as before. The mistress of the palace must naturally behave like a mistress. Feng Qing, don't worry, since he married you, he will definitely take care of you and give you a home..."

"Father?" Ye Feiwan felt inexplicably frightened when he heard Ye Changlin's words, "What... do you mean?"

Ye Changlin seemed to wake up suddenly, and glared at her: "It's hard to marry off your troublesome soul, so I'm afraid of being returned!"

Ye Feiwan: "...You called me here today because you meant to hurt me!"

"Of course not," Ye Changlin was amused by her, and smiled for a while before saying, "On the third day of the first lunar month, you and Feng Qing don't have to go back home."

"Huh? Why?"

"On the fifth day of the lunar new year, come with Feng Qing and come with me to pay homage to your mother. After all, Feng Qing hasn't paid homage to your mother yet."

(End of this chapter)