The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 213
When Ye Feiwan and Fu Xian came down from the watchtower, it was getting late.

On the way home, the two of them were rarely quiet.

The carriage swayed and moved on the market.

Ye Feiwan looked at Fu Xian several times, and felt that something was wrong with him. After he said "You think beautifully", he didn't tease him as usual. Instead, he frowned, wondering what he was thinking.

"Look at me again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!" Fu Xian, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly made a sound, annoyed.

Ye Feiwan quickly looked away, but at the next moment she seemed to think of something: "Today... I was taken to the watchtower by you, shouldn't the money be deducted?" She wanted to pay back the money owed to him in a peaceful manner just fine.

Fu Xian suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Ye Feiwan deeply.

Ye Feiwan froze.

"What? Ye Feiwan, are you really so short of money?" Fu Xian said suddenly, and he became annoyed that she only mentioned money to him.

Ye Feiwan's face paled, and he laughed dryly for a long time: "It's not like you don't know that I became a concubine, and the Ye family was defeated again. Could it be that Mr. Fuxian wants to renege on his debt?"

Fu Xian squinted his eyes: "Ye Mansion used to be the richest man in the Jin Dynasty, even if it really lost, there is still the huge Ye Mansion there. Although you are the next wife, if my son is right, Feng Qing I haven't given you a divorce letter yet."

Ye Feiwan's fingers trembled slightly: "Young Master Fuxian, do you think that after Ruoquyan is free, I will be divorced?" She asked calmly, and after a moment of silence, she said again, "I don't have much, the only thing left is Things should always be cherished." Including Ye Fu.

Because, if she doesn't cherish it, no one will cherish it.

Fu Xian fell silent and looked at her, as if there was a layer of mist in his eyes, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

"What? Is it possible that Mr. Fuxian is pitying me?" Ye Feiwan raised his eyes suddenly, and his tone was much more relaxed than before.

Fu Xian was still silent, he just felt that...Ye Feiwan who said "I don't have much" just now, even though his tone was very calm,...it made people feel sad.

"You still have a place to go, what's the pity?" In the end, he just snorted coldly.

"That's right." Ye Feiwan nodded, she still has somewhere to go, and it's good that she doesn't end up living on the streets.

Fu Xian frowned even tighter.

A moment of silence.

Outside the carriage, the taverns in the city were still open, and a candle was still quietly burning outside.

"Stop the horse!" Fu Xian suddenly said.

The groom hastily tightened the reins, the car body shook, and Ye Feiwan leaned forward: "Help..."

Before he could speak, he was interrupted: "Ye Feiwan, did I invite you to drink?"

"What?" Ye Feiwan was taken aback, and then suddenly realized, "I don't..."

Before she could refuse, Fu Xian looked at her and raised his eyebrows and said, "Monthly salary."

Ye Feiwan: "..."

She finally followed silently.

The inside of the tavern is neat, but there are a few tables, chairs and benches, and as soon as you walk in, you will smell the smell of wine.

Fu Xian ordered two jars of wine, put one in front of his eyes, and pushed the other to Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan frowned, pursed her lips for a long time and said, "I don't know how to drink." She lied, she knew how to drink, but... she didn't want to.

"It just so happens that I don't know how to do it either," Fu Xian said casually, but lifted the lid of the wine jar skillfully, "Just let me make it up for me condescending to comfort you today." After saying that, he already had a drink with his head up.

"You condescend to comfort me?" Ye Feiwan frowned.

"You look like you are looking for death and life this morning. I risked my life to take you to the watchtower. Isn't that comforting?" Fu Xian raised an eyebrow at her, "Furthermore, I will give you such a high monthly salary to accompany me How many glasses of wine did you feel wronged?"

Ye Feiwan: "...Who is looking for death or life?" Her voice was extremely soft, but she slowly picked up the wine glass in front of her and took a sip.

"Heh..." Fuxian laughed lowly, "Ye Feiwan, I'm not asking you to drink to comfort you, but because I'm afraid that if you feel down, I won't have someone to serve you around me!" He explained.

Ye Feiwan glared at him.

But Fu Xian didn't say anything, she really didn't look for death or life, it's just...after hearing about "Emperor Abolishes Concubine", her face turned pale.

Standing there, all alone.

Fu Xian squinted his eyes. He still remembered the gift Ye Changlin gave her on her birthday. On the picture scroll, the woman riding the horse and raising the whip was in high spirits.

Rather than what it is like now, every time I smile, there is a bit of bitterness, and even the people who let me see it feel sore.

"Fu Xian..." The person in front of him called his name.

Fu Xian raised his eyes, his eyes were clear for a while: "What?"

"Qu Yan, is it really beautiful?" Ye Feiwan's voice was extremely low.

Fu Xian was slightly stunned, looking at the woman's slightly drooping head at this moment, obviously calling her "Saltless Girl" every day on weekdays, but at this moment...but he couldn't respond.

She asked very seriously.

"Ye Feiwan." The next moment, he seemed to think of something, and his voice suddenly became tense.

"Huh?" Ye Feiwan looked up, but saw Fu Xian's expression was serious, as if... there was something important, she didn't feel serious, "What happened?"

Fu Xian glanced over the two jars of wine in front of him: "These wines are all high-quality wines."

"Ok?"

"And I," Fu Xian slowly opened his lips, "I didn't bring any money."

The haze in Ye Feiwan's eyes dissipated in an instant: "You didn't bring any money?" She asked word by word, perhaps because her voice was too loud, and all the shopkeepers over there looked at them with cautious eyes.

"That's right." Fu Xian replied.

Ye Feiwan was silent for a moment, then slowly pushed out the wine jar in front of him.

Fu Xian: "..." He helped Fu Xian helplessly, "You go and get someone to pay the bill."

"Why me?"

Fu Xian looked at her: "First, I am your master now, and I have already sent the groom away."

Ye Feiwan: "..."

"Secondly, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for me to ask someone to pay the bill?" He said, he glanced at her, "What? Back then, the city was full of wind and rain after chasing Feng Qing, but now it is so embarrassing for me to settle the bill again?" He himself didn't know why he wanted to mention Feng Qing to compare with him, but the words just blurted out so unconsciously.

Ye Feiwan's eyes dimmed, the time of chasing Feng Qing was too far away for her.

Finally, she got up slowly and was about to walk out of the tavern.

"This girl..." The shopkeeper stopped her, "Where are you going?" Although she was still smiling, her eyes were clearly cautious.

"I... went to find someone..." Ye Feiwan paused slightly.

"Who is the girl looking for? I'll just ask the waiter to find it for you. You... see, do you want to settle the bill first?"

Ye Feiwan: "..." In the end, she silently took a sachet from her waist, "Please go to Prince Jingyuan's mansion and find someone named Shaoyao, and tell her to bring silver to the tavern. Say it's me, just say it's her distant relative."

In the capital, she doesn't have many people to rely on, only Shao Yao.

However, after all, he didn't want to let other people in the palace see his current embarrassment.

The waiter took the sachet and left quickly.

Ye Feiwan returned to the wine table, Fu Xian looked very calm.

After a long silence, he suddenly said, "Ye Feiwan, Feng Qing is fine?"

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, inexplicably thinking that she had asked Feng Qing like this in her previous life, and after realizing his full friendship for Qu Yan, she asked calmly despite her heartache: Is Qu Yan so good?

Now, for some reason, it overlaps with Fu Xian in front of him.

She must have thought too much, Ye Feiwan hurriedly shook her head: "Mr. Fuxian, what do you mean by this?"

Fu Xian didn't respond to her, but his eyes slowly passed her, fell behind her, and smiled playfully.

"Master Fuxian?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"Ye Feiwan, tell me, a concubine who is about to be divorced is just drinking a ton of wine, can she alert the high-ranking prison prince to personally give the wine money?"

what?
Ye Feiwan's body froze, and a chill came from her back. After a long time, she followed Fu Xian's gaze, only to see Shao Yao standing at the door of the tavern with a pale face.

She curled her lips and was about to smile, but stopped when she saw the person who walked in afterward.

Feng Qing, who was dressed in white, had a slightly pale face, and Fenghua was in his eyes. He was staring at her right now, his black eyes were as deep and dark as an ancient well, and he was walking straight towards her...

(End of this chapter)