The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 149
Ye Changlin left.

In that small pavilion, leaning on the dark red wooden pillars, in the cold wind, he left calmly, with a slight smile on his lips, as if... seeing his mother.

Very peaceful.

He's right, it's just a flashback.

He knew his body best.He will never let her cling to him and call him "Father" again.

Ye Feiwan was also very calm. She walked into the pavilion, reached out and touched Ye Changlin's shoulder lightly. After a long time, she put her index finger under his nose, and there was no more sound.

"Father..." she whispered, shaking his body lightly, her voice added a bit of confusion.

"..." But there was no response.

The hand seemed to have lost all strength suddenly, and it fell slumped to the side. When the legs gave way, the person had already fallen to the ground. The palm of the hand that had been scratched just now seemed to be bleeding and sticky this time.

But she didn't feel any pain, and she couldn't even feel the cold wind rushing in from all around.

She was very calm. She thought she would be hysterical and tearful, but she didn't.

Ye Feiwan stretched out his hand and caressed his eyes, but there was not a single tear.

The father who spoiled her all her life left, but she was so stingy that she couldn't shed a single tear.

She just quietly looked at her father's face that seemed to be sleeping, recalled the old voice and smile, then got up, without saying anything, biting the corner of her lips and walking towards the backyard.

Dad said that if something happened, he would go to the housekeeper, and he would definitely help to deal with it.

Before she reached the front yard, she saw the housekeeper hurriedly approaching, but Ye Feiwan's legs went limp again, and she almost fell down.

"Princess," the housekeeper hastily supported her, "what happened?"

Ye Feiwan looked very dazed: "Uncle Zhang, please go and have a look, father is in the pavilion..." Her voice was broken and soft.

But the housekeeper quickly understood, and hastily ordered a few servants, but a lot of doctors came and hurried towards the pavilion.

Ye Feiwan stumbled and followed behind, but his legs and feet were weak, but he couldn't run anyway. He only ran to the corner of the stone street ahead, and saw a few servants carrying a figure hurriedly walking towards the house.

That figure was too familiar to her.

It was Ye Changlin.

This time, unable to hold on any longer, her legs gave way and she suddenly fell into the snow. It was very cold, but she didn't move.

"Princess, someone wants to see you..." The servant's voice in front of him was hesitant and respectful.

Ye Feiwan's eyes lit up, but suddenly darkened when he saw someone coming.

"What's the matter with you?" The man was dressed in a dark red robe, his voice was sweet and tight, but his eyes, which were always playful, were full of complexity at this moment.

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at Fu Xian standing in front of her, condescendingly looking down at her.

"It's Mr. Fuxian..." She murmured, but her voice was calm.

"What exactly happened?" Fu Xian asked with a frown, when he sent her to Ye Mansion that day, he felt that she was restless, only when she was arguing with Feng Qing, but the gate of Ye Mansion has been closed these days, and no guests have been seen However, it was Feng Qing's subordinate named Gao Feng who was turned away every day, so he came to the door.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Ye Feiwan paused at this point, and then seemed to think of something, forced a smile, but his eyes suddenly turned red, "I'm afraid my father can't die..."

Fu Xian froze.

Also at the moment when he said this, Ye Feiwan suddenly realized that Dad really left.And she no longer has a father.

Standing up, regardless of the wound on her palm, she rushed forward and grabbed Fu Xian's arm as if asking for help: "Master Fu Xian, please help me...help me..."

After speaking, the voice became lighter.

Fu Xian looked at her skinny hand holding his arm, "What do you want me to do for you?" He said softly, his voice was rare and deep.

help her what?
Ye Feiwan froze, yes, what can he do to help her?In the past few days, she only felt that her breathing became heavy and it was difficult to breathe every day. She wanted someone to support her, but when she thought about it carefully...in fact, there was no help...

"Sorry." Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, apologized to him in a low voice, then turned and walked towards the small pavilion in the backyard.

"Where are you going?" Fu Xian called her from behind.

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't speak, but continued walking.

Fu Xian frowned, stared at the woman's back with complicated eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally followed up.

She went to the pavilion, squatted on the ground, and picked up the pearl hairpin that fell on the ground. There was a ruby ​​at the end of the pearl hairpin, which was crystal clear and beautiful.

Holding the pearl hairpin in the palm of her hand, she just got up and walked towards the inner bedroom.

Walking all the way to the room, the room was full of doctors.

Fu Xian always followed behind him without saying a word.

"Princess, master..." The butler stepped forward, his voice low and choked.

Ye Feiwan didn't say anything, she gently placed the pearl hairpin by Ye Changlin's side.He said, this is my mother's favorite jewelry.

Then, she just turned around, like a real lady, and nodded to everyone: "You are suffering too, you all go down."

Seeing the doctor's door coming out, the huge inner bedroom was empty, Ye Feiwan was sitting by the sick bed just now, looking at his father's appearance, with no expression on his face, no tears, and no words.

Dad, how can you do this?Don't want her to see the last side, and even push her away.

"Ye Feiwan!" Fu Xian's voice suddenly came from beside him, mixed with suppressed anger.

Ye Feiwan turned his head in a daze.

But Fu Xian had already walked up to her, he was tall and tall, and at the moment he was even more condescending, he stretched out his index finger, pointing to the sick bed: "Ye Feiwan, who is that?"

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't answer, just looked along his finger, her father's expression was very peaceful, her eyelashes trembled suddenly.

"He is your father, Ye Feiwan," Fu Xian continued, as if on purpose, "From now on, you will no longer have a father."

There is no more father.

Hearing these words, Ye Feiwan felt as if his heart had been sliced ​​open by a thin sharp knife. At first, it looked the same, but slowly, slowly, the wound began to ooze blood. can not stop……

Since then, she has no father.

The eyes that had been dry all the time, the tears that I thought would not be able to flow, seemed to be unbearable at this moment, and they gushed out instantly.

Looking at her father on the sickbed, she finally cried out uncontrollably, her voice was hoarse, and tears streamed down her face in embarrassment, but she didn't realize it.

Fu Xian quietly looked at the heart-piercing woman crying, frowning, inexplicably feeling... very depressed.

Her hair was a little messy, and her face was ugly, but he stretched out his hand inexplicably, smoothed her messy hair, and said softly: "It's ugly to cry."

Ye Feiwan didn't notice it, but she almost avoided it by moving to the side as a habit.

Fu Xian paused for a moment, pursed his lips for a moment, and took the woman over and held her in his arms.

"What are you doing..." Ye Feiwan didn't have the strength to struggle, but his voice was choked up, "Why do you say that I...don't have a father anymore...you don't understand at all..."

"...Ye Feiwan, I really don't understand." After some time, a man's voice came from above, a little softer than usual.

Ye Feiwan hesitated.

"To me, it's just a death, why should I be sad?" Fu Xian still said, "I feel unreasonable to be sad for you."

"So, you'd better stop crying after you finish crying, otherwise, I will definitely not forgive you lightly."

It is clearly a threat, but it is completely powerless.

Ye Feiwan didn't move anymore, she was too tired after holding on for the past few days, and finally someone was willing to support her for a while.

Even though he knew it was inappropriate, he had no strength to escape.

She thought, actually, what Fu Xian said was right.

She has no father.

But Fu Xian didn't know that what she was crying was not just the death of her father, she had already experienced it once in her previous life; what she was crying was also... the despair that her fate could not be changed even if she did it all over again.

Just like just now, when she heard a servant say "someone wants to see you", the first person who popped up in her heart and made her feel that she had someone to rely on was Feng Qing...

(End of this chapter)