The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 154 Ye Feiwan, Ugly

When the ancestors of the Ye family invited the house, they asked Mr. Feng Shui for a divination, and specially erected two stone unicorns in front of the Ye mansion, as a town house, to ensure the prosperity of the Ye family.

Now, beside the stone unicorn, at some point, a figure leaned against it.

The man was wearing loose robes, leaning there casually, just like a cynical young man, the night was dark, only his clothes were slightly fluttering by the cold wind, he was tall and tall, his eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly.

At this moment, the man was standing there, looking down at her from a height, in the shadows, only a pair of eyes had a few wisps of phoenix.

Fu leisure.

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned. After a long time, she seemed to come to her senses, took a deep breath, calmed down the turbulent emotions, and sat quietly on the steps: "Why did Mr. Fuxian come here?" She asked extremely calmly.

"I was afraid that you would die, so I stopped by to have a look," Fu Xian snorted softly, then walked up to her side with a wave of his wide sleeves, and sat down without hesitation, "What's the matter? Can't you enter my house? , quite a bit of schadenfreude.

"..." Ye Feiwan didn't respond, his eyes just looked straight at the ground not far away, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"My lord heard that you went to find Feng Qing today?" Fu Xian spoke again, speaking casually.Tonight, for some unknown reason, he came to the mansion again after wandering around, just in time to see the servant of Ye Mansion bolting the gate, and asked like a ghost, only to learn that this woman had returned to the palace.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Qing never showed his face, but she was lucky enough to come forward.

When Ye Feiwan heard this, his frozen body trembled unconsciously.

Seeing this, Fu Xian knew that she had guessed right, and it was true if she thought about it, who could she turn to when she returned to the palace?

"Hmm, Ye Feiwan, you don't hold any grudges at all." He snorted softly, but seemed to think of something, and moved closer to her, "Why? Feng Qing is really so good? It makes you want to stop?"

"..." But Ye Feiwan remained motionless and did not say a word.

She was so eerily silent.

Fu Xian finally sensed that something was wrong, turned her head, and stared at her with fixed eyebrows. If it was the past, she would have wished to run eight feet away from him, but now...

"Huh?" Fu Xian turned his eyes in doubt, and looked to the side, but the night was too dark for him to see clearly.

After thinking for a while, he simply took out the torch from his cuff and lit it. Relying on a faint light, he finally saw Ye Feiwan's eyebrows clearly, but at the same time he was stunned.

Ye Feiwan was staring blankly at the front all the time, his eyes were out of focus, and his expression was numb, but tears kept falling down, sliding down his cheeks, and hitting his knees.

He had never seen someone cry so expressionlessly, but it was so uncomfortable.

"you……"

Fu Xian opened his lips, but was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"I abandoned him." Ye Feiwan said calmly, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Fu Xian was slightly startled, and then understood: "Oh?" He raised his eyebrows, "This is probably the best news I have heard in recent days."

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she finally turned her head to look at him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Fu Xian suddenly turned his head and looked straight at her, "Sitting next to you is a Mr. Pianpian who has never been seen before or since, but you are crying for the man next to him. This makes me very upset. Although, my son is not very interested in you, a salt-free girl."

"..."

"So, right now, my son will be more generous. Since you want to cry, I will give you a cup of tea to make you cry. There is no way, who made me so considerate..." He said, Don't forget to boast about yourself.

"..." Ye Feiwan was still dumbfounded.

Fu Xian extinguished the fire bag and put it back in his cuff: "Don't worry, your unsalted face will definitely be uglier when you cry, I don't care to look at it."

The surroundings fell into darkness again.

However, there was a dead silence, and Ye Feiwan remained motionless.

a long time.

"Boring." Ye Feiwan wrote lightly, his eyes fell back into the darkness where he was, there is no moon and no stars tonight.

"..." This time, it was Fu Xian who did not make a sound.

He just sat quietly beside her, quietly turning his eyes to look elsewhere, the lights in the original place were dimmed, and now it looked extremely lonely.

Ye Feiwan still didn't make a sound, what a cup of tea, just now...she had already cried enough.

It's just... the tears always seem to be unable to hold back and run out by themselves.

"Ye Feiwan," Fu Xian suddenly said, with a very soft voice, "You are obviously sad, but you pretend to be fine, and you look so pretentious, so ugly."

Even laughing is annoying to watch.

He doesn't like it very much.

People around me seemed to tremble.

"Speaking, it's also weak, it's really ugly." He continued to "strike".

"..."

"You Qicai just now, when I clicked on the fire book, I was frightened by your dead appearance of crying or not. You were really born when you were ugly, right?"

Beside him, there seemed to be a burst of sobbing.

Hearing the sound, Fu Xian calmed down, his eyes still looking not far away.

"Fuxian..." Ye Feiwan said suddenly, calling his name.

Fu Xian turned to look at her.

"You were born when you were ugly, and you are ugly!" Ye Feiwan retorted, but at the same time as she spoke, tears finally fell uncontrollably.

She obviously wanted to live strong like what her father said, so she only cried in the dark for a while, just for a little while, but...she couldn't help it.

She can't change fate.

After an unknown period of time, the sobbing gradually stopped.

The moment she stopped, Fu Xian's voice sounded: "It's time for a cup of tea."

Ye Feiwan froze. In fact, she knew very well that she was crying for more than a cup of tea. She probably had a stick of incense, but Fu Xian didn't expose him.

"Thank you." She lowered her head, her voice of thanks was almost inaudible due to her hoarseness.

"Don't misunderstand, Ye Feiwan," Fu Xian stood up casually, his loose robes slightly scattered, "I just have a kind heart, and I'm not interested in you at all!"

"..." Ye Feiwan glanced at him, "I know."

Fu Xian's expression changed, it seemed that there was a bit of anger mixed in, and it took a long time to calm down: "Get up."

"what?"

"Do you want to spend the night outside the door?" Fu Xian snorted, grabbed her wrist, and looked into Ye's mansion, "It's just a wall."

Ye Feiwan's figure shook after being caught by him, and she was exhausted from crying for too long, so she rushed towards him for a while.

Fu Xian seemed to have known this beforehand, and immediately fixed her figure with the other hand, looking from a distance, it looked like he was embracing her in his arms.

Ye Feiwan didn't doubt that he was there, it was just that he was preparing to send him to the Ye Mansion.

But the hand holding her arm froze, and there was no next move for a long time.

"Master Fuxian?" Ye Feiwan raised his eyes.

But Fu Xian's eyes suddenly panicked, just now, maybe it was the night, her long hair brushed past his face, carrying a natural fragrance of saponin, it actually... dazzled his mind for no reason.

Now, meeting her gaze, he seemed to be even more irritable in his heart.

"It's nothing..." He started, but before he finished speaking, he felt a palm wind blowing from the side.

Startled, Fu Xian let go of Ye Feiwan almost instantly, and dodged backwards.

It was also the moment of dodging, when he saw that white figure in the night, with a cold figure and cold eyes...

(End of this chapter)