The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 215 "Red Apricot Leaving the Wall"?
Three days later, Ruyi Pavilion.

The night outside is getting darker, and there are silk and bamboo music everywhere, which makes me feel a little bit drunk.

Ye Feiwan sat quietly in the wing room, wearing a white dress made of light gauze, a bit ethereal in the dim light, occasionally moved slightly, and floated like smoke.

The blue silk is only tied at will with a jade belt, and there are two strands of hair hanging faintly in front of the body, like silk swaying slightly.

A layer of powder was applied on the face, the face was like a peach blossom, even covering the pale complexion, the vermilion lips were slightly tinged, delicate and charming.

Ye Feiwan carefully looked at the woman in the bronze mirror. The white dress was her favorite dress to match Feng Qing in her previous life, but she seldom wore it in this life. Who would have thought... that she would finally wear it?
It all stems from... a conversation with Fu Xian on the evening of the third day.

……

She came out of the tavern and went straight back to Ye Mansion, but was stopped when she entered the mansion.

"Ye Feiwan, today my son paid for the drink for you, you have to promise me." Fu Xian said casually.

"Huh?" Ye Feiwan frowned.

But Fu Xian smiled suddenly, looked at her, and looked her up and down, "Are you interested in 'the red apricot has an affair'?" asked casually.

Hongxing came out of the wall...

Ye Feiwan snorted softly: "Young Master Fuxian, if someone else hears this, I'm afraid they'll put you in a pigsty!"

Fu Xian laughed softly, but the next moment he raised his eyes: "Miss Li from Ruyi Pavilion will not be here in a few days, you can go with me to the stage and play a song." Speaking of this, he did not forget to add, "Don't worry, you He stood by my side, filling a log..."

"No need, I'm not interested." Ye Feiwan interrupted directly, "Mr. Fuxian has many confidante friends, so just pick one and go."

"Now you are alone, why don't you think about it?"

"Need not……"

"100 taels." Fu Xian spit out three words lightly.

"..." Ye Feiwan's expression of refusal paused for a moment.

"Gold." Fu Xian continued to add.

The wine and meat of the rich family stinks, but there is so much money for filling a piece of wood, Ye Feiwan thought so, but smiled on his face: "It's just filling a piece of wood, then it's not too much for me to cover it with a veil, right?"

Fu Xian stared at her for a long time in the night, and finally snorted softly: "Excellence." His tone was not disgusting, he turned and left.

But Ye Feiwan easily betrayed himself for a hundred taels of gold.

I thought it would be good to stand behind Fu Xian just like those little servants, but I never thought that she would have to do some makeup and change into clothes, or... the white clothes she dislikes the most.

"Knock knock" There was a knock on the door.

"Miss Ye," Fuxian's servant barged in, "Master Fuxian wanted me to see if Miss Ye was tidy... Are you Miss Ye?" The voice of the servant suddenly raised.

"...It's me." Ye Feiwan opened her lips silently, and couldn't help but look into the mirror, really... such a big change?

The young man's face turned red suddenly, the young master said earlier that Miss Ye was serving him by his side, and he saw that this young lady Ye was just a pretty person, not as good as those beauties that the young master used to be around.

But today, looking at her attire, she actually... really looks like a fairy.

"Why is it so slow?" An impatient voice came from outside the door, and the next moment, a person wearing a dark scarlet robe lazily pushed the door in, "Isn't it too ugly to scare people..."

The sound suddenly stopped.

Ye Feiwan raised his eyes, and met Shang Fuxian's slightly startled gaze, then, he frowned, and stared at the clothes on her, as if he was extremely displeased.

Ye Feiwan paused: "Ugly?"

"..." Fu Xian pursed her lips tightly and did not respond, but her eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Not ugly!The problem lies in this, he is actually displeased when she wants to show her appearance to others.

However, three days ago, she was so different in front of Feng Qing than she was in front of him, and he was very displeased in his heart. He asked her to go on stage with him, and at first he just wanted to tease her, but it was fun anyway.

Now, I feel a little regretful.

"Who picked the clothes!" Fu Xian coughed, turned his gaze, and asked loudly.

The boy's face turned pale: "Master, you didn't choose it yourself, you said... you said that you wanted to complement the robe on your body, and you also said that you want Miss Li not to come today..." The boy's voice became lower and lower.

A silence.

Ye Feiwan frowned, looked down at the white clothes on her body, it was indeed very similar to the robe Fu Xian was wearing at the moment.

"Get out!" Fu Xian's expression sank, and he pointed to the door.

The boy hurried away.

The room became more and more dead silent.

a long time.

"Ye Feiwan, my lord has never said that the clothes match my lord's." Fu Xian explained, feeling somewhat unnatural.

But Ye Feiwan asked back: "Miss Li... was sent away by you?" Is there something wrong at all?
And she, wearing this dress, let Zhuangniang apply makeup and powder on her face for more than an hour, but in fact, she didn't have to suffer this "torture"?

"Cough..." Fu Xian covered his lips and coughed lightly, "The time has come, it's time to go on stage." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave.

"Fu Xian!"

"Gold." Fu Xian glanced at her threateningly, and silently spit out the word.

"..." Ye Feiwan finally stopped talking, and finally walked out after Fu Xian.

……

In the past, she only knew the name of Mr. Fuxian, who was very famous in the capital, but now she just found out that it was so famous.

He just played a piece of guzheng, but he attracted guests from below, among whom there are many literati, poets and merchants.

And she really just stood by his side.

Many eyes from around fell on this place, Ye Feiwan was wearing a veil, and his body was slightly stiff.

"What's the matter? Are you scared?" In front of him, Fu Xian was already lazily sitting in front of the guzheng, obviously not looking back, but he still asked casually.

"How come..." Ye Feiwan laughed dryly.

"Deng——" Fu Xian plucked the strings of the qin, the lingering sound lingered, and the room was silent.

The next moment, he has already calmly played the strings, his slender jade-like hands flicking the strings, and the faint sound of the piano comes out, like fog like rain, separated by a layer of whiteness, the artistic conception is far away, like a woman coming in misty rain.

Everyone became silent gradually, listening to the sound of the zither, some who knew the zither, their eyes slowly fell on the woman beside Fu Xian, this dress matched the sound of the zither very well.

But the next moment, the sound of the piano turned suddenly, showing a bit of sadness, as if... Sighing that there is no fate in this life.

Everyone's mood also moved accordingly.

It is often heard that Mr. Fuxian is the one who just played a piece of music when the Son of Heaven met him. Now that he listens to it now, his reputation really lives up to his reputation.

The sound of the piano changed from slow to fast, adding a bit of anxiety...

"Master Fuxian seems to be different today..." someone whispered.

"Yeah, I seem to be a little absent-minded, always looking at the little beauty beside me..."

"However, it's not Miss Li this time."

Ye Feiwan froze in the same place. In her previous life, when she was alone in the palace waiting for Feng Qing to return, she had learned the guzheng, but now looking at Fu Xian, it was as if... seeing her previous life.

"噗——" But at this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, disturbing all the guests.

Fu Xian turned around and walked up to Ye Feiwan: "Who are you looking at?"

Ye Feiwan quickly glanced at the audience: "What are you doing?"

"Just now, who are you looking at?" Fu Xian kept staring at her.

Ye Feiwan froze, his eyes wandering.

But Fu Xian already understood that besides Feng Qing, who else could make her dazed?

Annoyed, he turned around and left the stage, leaving Ye Feiwan alone.

"This...what's the matter?"

"Why did you leave the little beauty alone?"

"But this girl is extremely beautiful..."

Everyone in the audience whispered.

Ye Feiwan clenched her hands into fists. She... doesn't like being surrounded by people, and is even... afraid.

"Why are you still here?" But at this moment, Fu Xian went and came back, with a very ugly expression on his face, when he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered that she never liked to face people, even disregarding embarrassment, and turned back!
Ye Feiwan raised his head abruptly.

The next moment, with a tight wrist, she was grabbed and walked out of here.

(End of this chapter)