The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 162 Will he come?
Ye Feiwan knew that the situation in the capital was extremely tense, but he stayed in the mansion all the time, feeling like an outsider.

Now when he was being carried towards the imperial palace, he had just deeply realized what it means to be on the verge of breaking out.

There was not a single person on the street, the sky was gloomy, with dark clouds covering the city, and even those who were forced to breathe had to be careful.

Even... the sedan chairs that carried her into the palace all entered through the side door of the palace.

I'm afraid that the main entrance is the place where the two sides confront each other.

Ahead, the majestic Hall of Mental Cultivation is close in front of you, but under the black clouds, it looks a little smaller.

Ye Feiwan only felt that the sedan chair was being pushed down. Outside, the eunuch's voice was shrill: "Princess, get off the sedan chair..."

Ye Feiwan bent slightly and stepped out of the sedan chair, the wind seemed to carry a bit of coldness and blood.She unconsciously glanced in the direction of the main entrance of the palace, she couldn't see anything clearly, but she seemed to hear the sound of several weapons colliding.

Her fingertips trembled. She had always thought that Feng Qing was the winner of this battle for succession, but now that she came to this battlefield where you will die, she just realized... In what kind of narrow escape was Feng Qing, Get what you want.

"Princess, the emperor is waiting for you inside." The eunuch's urging voice came.

Ye Feiwan looked away, nodded and walked towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The old emperor, Feng Rong, was indeed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He was not wearing a solemn dragon robe like Ye Feiwan had seen in the past. Today, he was only wearing a black toga embroidered with golden dragons, and his face was a little pale. , hair seems to have more Huafa, sitting in front of a chessboard, looking at the chess pieces above.

"Your Majesty, Princess Jingyuan has arrived." The eunuch stepped forward and said in a low voice.

Feng Rong seemed to finally come back to his senses, and looked up at Ye Feiwan: "Here?"

Ye Feiwan knelt on the ground: "Feiwan sees the father, the father is blessed and safe."

"Okay, get up," Feng Rong waved his hand, "I have nothing to do today, so come and play chess with me to relieve fatigue." He pointed to the chessboard in front of him.

Ye Feiwan hesitated for a moment: "How can Feiwan be so honored? I don't know why the father is looking for Feiwan?" Now that Feng Qing has not completely defeated the crown prince, the old emperor said it was too early to reward him.

Feng Rong frowned: "What? I don't listen to anything now?"

Ye Feiwan hurriedly responded: "Feiwan dare not."

"You say you don't dare, but your husband dares to cross me and deploy troops in the palace," Feng Rong snorted coldly, "Forget it, if you can beat me in this game of chess, I will tell you the reason why I called you here today." ,how?"

Ye Feiwan pondered for a moment, and finally stood up and sat on the other side of the chessboard.

She holds a black piece and lands on a corner of the chessboard, Feng Rong holds a white piece and presses every step of the way.

The general explores the enemy's camp, and the soldiers and horses move when they hear the wind, and the border between Chu and Han is clearly distinguished between black and white.

A game of chess has been played for a long time, until the sandalwood in the hall is burned out, and it is so long that the firewood has been replaced in the stove.

With a sound of "pa", Feng Rong dropped the white piece, ending the game.

"The emperor won." Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, feeling calm.She is not good at chess, and it is reasonable to lose.

"I heard that Ye Changlin passed away due to illness?" Feng Rong randomly picked up a chess piece in the chess box and played with it, asking casually.

Ye Feiwan's body froze, and his voice was difficult for a long time: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. My father is seriously ill, and it is fate."

"It's a pity," Feng Rong said it was a pity, but there was no sign of regret on his face, he just looked at her, "I also heard that when Ye Changlin passed away, you were the only woman who supported her?"

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips: "My father doesn't want to bother others."

"Is it because you don't want to bother me, or... that person doesn't care?" Feng Rong threw the chess piece back on the chessboard, "But, as Ye Changlin's daughter, you use the Ye family's wealth to help that person who never cared about you?"

"The person the emperor mentioned is my husband." Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, she naturally knew that the person the old emperor mentioned was Feng Qing.

"Now that the Ye family is in decline, he has recharged his energy for many years and is in power. How long do you think you, Princess Jingyuan, can be?" Feng Rong continued to ask.

Ye Feiwan seemed to finally understand the old emperor's intentions, she wanted the Ye family to take back the food and grass that had aided Feng Qing.But what the old emperor didn't know was that she didn't want to be this Princess Jingyuan at all.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for caring about Feiwan," Ye Feiwan said submissively with downcast eyes, "but to share your husband's worries, Feiwan is willing."

"What a willing one!" Feng Rong's voice suddenly increased, and he looked at her and suddenly laughed, "What if he abandons you who has nothing in the future? Even... He resented you for forcing him to marry and attacking you? "

Ye Feiwan paused, looked up at the old emperor in front of him, always felt that when he asked this sentence, his voice was extremely dark: "He won't." After a long time, she only shook her head slightly.

"He has the blood of the Feng family in his bones, so there's no way he won't." Feng Rong sneered, "The cunning rabbit is cooked to death, and the birds are hidden in the bow. It has always been like this."

"Is the emperor too?" Ye Feiwan asked suddenly.

Feng Rong was slightly taken aback, but reacted very quickly, and only smiled strangely, "Feng Qing never told you?"

"What the emperor said is..." Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

But Feng Rong didn't speak any more, just squinted his eyes halfway. After he ascended the throne, he embraced his superior general Ning's family, and held the command of the three armies.In the end, he made a decree to kill Ning's family and disperse Ning's mansion.

The famous Ning family fell apart overnight, and only one son was crowned king early on, cutting off the idea of ​​seizing the heir.

Now, the person who was crowned king early is at the gate of the palace, ordering the guards in the palace and commanding the three armies outside the city.

Feng Qing.

This is the son he hates the most, his eyes are very much like his mother, every time he sees, there will be a nightmare that night, the woman with the same beautiful features, dressed in red, calling him "Feng Lang, Feng Lang... ..."

"Your Majesty?" Ye Feiwan's voice couldn't help but get louder.

Feng Rong snapped back to his senses: "Tell me, if I detain you, will Feng Qing leave the battle ahead and bring you back?" He said suddenly.

Ye Feiwan's complexion changed, and it took a while before he lowered his eyes and laughed at himself: "Father was joking, you also said that I forced him to marry me back then, but now, how could he delay the big event because of me?"

"Really?" Feng Rong smiled, "I want to try it." After saying that, he waved his hand, and dozens of guards in armor appeared in the empty Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Feng Rong only glanced at the eunuch next to him: "Go, tell King Jing Yuan, and say that Princess Jing Yuan is here and ask him to come."

"Yes." The eunuch took the order and left.

Ye Feiwan sat stiffly behind the chessboard, staring blankly at the chess game in front of her, and said in a low voice for a long time, "Father, I'm afraid I will disappoint you." But beside her, her hands could not help but clenched tightly.

After about an incense stick, the eunuch came back, and there was no one behind him.

"How?" Feng Rong asked.

"Go back to the emperor," the eunuch knelt on the ground, "The prince was silent for a while and said...he already knew."

known.

Ye Feiwan let go of the hand that was tightly clenched.

If you already know something, why bother to look forward to it?
(End of this chapter)