The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 230 You Can Play the Piano
Qu Yan stood not far behind the two of them, dressed in white clothes like a fairy, even wearing a veil, couldn't hide the watery light in those eyes, and she wanted to cry.

There was a slight sound of "pop".

Feng Qing stretched out her hand and pushed Ye Feiwan away who was standing on tiptoe in front of her. There was a bit of panic in the movement, but after pushing, she seemed to think of something, and looked at Ye Feiwan suddenly, as if she wanted to grab her.

But froze in mid-air.

Ye Feiwan took a half step back very sensitively, avoiding his touch, with a mocking smile on her lips.

"Ah Qing." Qu Yan whispered Feng Qing's name in a soft voice.

Ye Feiwan lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Feng Qing stared at Ye Feiwan for a while, then turned her eyes to look, but... she was stunned when she saw the clothes on Qu Yan's body, her face was as pale as paper.

Qu Yan... was wearing that white dress, that one...he ordered dozens of embroiderers to embroider for ten days; that one, when he saw it, he thought it was "suitable for Ye Feiwan"; that... ...the white clothes that matched the clothes on him very well.

Now, Ye Feiwan handed him over to others.

The white clothes are really good-looking, and Qu Yan is also good-looking.

But why... but feel dazzling?The size of the clothes is the size of Ye Feiwan, and the black branch above it is the Mei Lan that Ye Feiwan loves.

"This dress was given to me by Miss Ye." Seemingly aware of Feng Qing's gaze, Qu Yanrouwan explained.

Feng Qing's Adam's apple tightened, he naturally knew it.

Now... Ye Feiwan can give away his things so easily, as if she wasn't the one who said he loved him back then.

Ye Feiwan watched from the side, and when he heard Qu Yan's words, he slightly raised his eyes to look at Feng Qing, with a hazy smile on his lips.She nodded: "Yes, Miss Qu is wearing it now, I think it looks much better than mine, and it is very similar to the prince..." Matched.

The last word could not be said in the end.

Feng Qing was looking at her with dazed and frightened eyes, even his eyes were a little red.

After a long time, his Adam's apple moved slightly: "That's right," he nodded, his voice gritted his teeth, "Yanyan looks much better in this white dress than others!"

The other person was Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan understood.

However, at this moment he was clearly praising Qu Yan, but his eyes were fixed on her all the time, without moving.Even... After realizing that she didn't react much, the tails of her eyes were scarlet.

"My lord, all the officials are waiting for you." After some time, Gao Feng quietly stepped forward, broke the silence, and said with a bow.

"My lord understands." Feng Qing's voice was calm, and he finally took a deep look at her, then turned and walked towards the vestibule.

Ye Feiwan looked at his back, feeling a little panicked for some reason.

Just now, for a moment, she really felt that Feng Qing was hurt because of her pushing away.

However, she couldn't believe him anymore.

Beside her, Qu Yan's face was pale. She looked at Feng Qing. For the first time...when she was by Feng Qing's side, his attention was completely on other women.

It shouldn't be like this...

……

At the banquet, there was the sound of silk, bamboo, shengxiao, and ministers complimented and greeted from time to time, but it was also very lively.

Ye Feiwan sat quietly at the banquet, his expression still a bit dazed.

When the actor retreated, many ministers called their daughters to show in front of the ministers, so as to gain a good reputation and find a good son-in-law.

This is a piece of singing and dancing.

However, when the banquet was occasionally quiet, someone said: "Your Majesty, I once heard from Princess Anping that the concubine's guzheng skills are superb, which is very moving. I wonder if we will have a good ear today?"

Ye Feiwan was slightly stunned, followed the sound, and saw that man was wearing a brocade robe, about 40 to [-] years old, with a white face and beard, with an elegant appearance, sitting at the head of the banquet, obviously his official position was not low.

It's just... the last time she played the piano, it seemed to be before getting married. After getting married, she seldom thought about it.

But right now, everyone turned their attention to her.

"What do you think Wangfei wants?" Feng Qing's voice was still tense, but...he liked those officials calling her "Wangfei".

Ye Feiwan's expression was slightly condensed, and it took a while to turn her head to look at Feng Qing: "My piano skills can't wait for the elegant hall." Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at the veiled man in the banquet. Woman, "I heard that this girl is very good at the piano, why don't she replace me."

With Qu Yan's identity, she couldn't come here, but now, she has to show up wearing a veil, just for Feng Qing.

Why isn't she beautiful as an adult?
Feng Qing's hands tightened suddenly: "What did the princess say?" He paused every word and gritted his teeth.

"Let me tell you, I'm not good at playing the piano." Ye Feiwan opened her eyes "innocently", "Let this girl represent..."

"Everyone wants to hear 'Princess' play a piece." Feng Qing emphasized the word "Concubine".

Ye Feiwan stayed away from Feng Qing as much as possible, and seemed to feel the chill on his body, she squinted her eyes: "Yes, Wangfei..." The voice was so soft that only Feng Qing could hear it.

Who will be the princess in the future? Who knows?

Feng Qing is so smart, so he naturally understood what she meant, but he hated that he understood it: "Ye Feiwan, you are very clear, and you are very good at playing the piano." He poked her directly.

Ye Feiwan paused for a moment, his smile froze for a moment.

It turns out...it's not that Feng Qing doesn't know anything about her.

At least right now, he knows that she is good at playing the piano.

"It's late, Feng Qing." Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes, hiding her excess emotions, and said casually with a light smile.

It was too late for him to understand her, just like... He finally put on this white dress, but she didn't want to wear it anymore.

The incoherent words made Feng Qing's hands clenched into fists.

"If you don't say anything, Qu Yan will be ashamed in public." In the next moment, Ye Feiwan turned his head and calmly looked at the people in front of him. He only paused for a moment on Qu Yan, who was dressed in white, and looked away in a blink of an eye.

That white dress, ethereal as a fairy, is very beautiful, and she also likes it.

Feng Qing finally came back to his senses, he lost his temper too much today, looked at Qu Yan under the table with a complex expression, but when he saw Ye Feiwan was not paying attention, his tone became cold: "Okay, let him replace you!"

When the words fell, someone had already set up the zither.

Qu Yan stepped forward, and in the midst of the bustling light, she was as light as a swallow, and landed in front of the guzheng lightly. Her slender and white fingers plucked the strings a few times, and the sound of the zither lingered slowly.

Ye Feiwan squinted, it should have been like this long ago,

Feng Qing and Qu Yan go round and round, and the lovers finally get married.

She is just "going around" in this relationship.

Qu Yan's piano skills are quite high, and the sound of the piano is lingering at the moment, adding a bit of elegance to the banquet, and many people are immersed in it.

Ye Feiwan looked at Feng Qing from the corner of his eye. He was looking at Qu Yan without squinting.

This is also very good, he is like looking at his wife's husband, watching his wife shine in the world.

Suddenly feeling very boring, Ye Feiwan turned his head, glanced at the ministers, still immersed in the sound of the piano.Looking at Feng Qing again, he was still staring at Qu Yan's place with no distractions.

That's right, with Qu Yan around, how could he notice her.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, drank the sake in her hand, and was about to leave the wedding banquet without making a sound.

Feng Qing clenched the hand that was holding the wine glass, but finally held back, pretending to turn a blind eye to her.

But the next moment, he suddenly raised his head, and saw Fu Xian who was sitting lazily under the mat straightened up, then got up, and left likewise.

There was a "pop", a crisp sound.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the person seated.But he saw that the wine glass in Feng Qing's hand was actually crushed by him, and his palm was pierced with a few drops of blood.

"My lord!" someone whispered.

Feng Qing didn't realize it.

The sound of the piano stopped without even realizing it, Qu Yan raised her eyes, her brows were full of worry.

Feng Qing got up suddenly, as if she was about to leave the wedding banquet.

"Ah Qing." Qu Yan's soft voice came from behind him.If he just left like this, where would he leave her?
Feng Qing paused, staring intently at the corner where Ye Feiwan disappeared, his palm was still bleeding, and he clenched it tightly without knowing the pain.

"My lord?" Gao Feng called out in a low voice.

"Everyone likes to have fun." Finally, Feng Qing dropped these words, flicked his sleeves slightly, and walked towards the back of the banquet hall in strides.

(End of this chapter)