The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 241

Ye Feiwan slept from this afternoon until late at night.

She had a dream, dreaming that she was like an outsider, and arrived in a strange city. The city was full of flowers and blooming like spring all the year round. She had never been there before, but she vaguely knew in her heart that this place was Yanyang.

It was also here that she saw a man and a woman. The man was dressed in white clothes as if they were exiled immortals, and the woman was standing beside the man in a skirt.

That's a good match.

She couldn't see the faces of the couple, but everything in the dream told her that they were Feng Qing and Qu Yan, and they were in Yanyang, the city she yearned for the most.

Then, Ye Feiwan woke up, with a layer of cold sweat on her forehead, but her body was covered with waves of icy cold, which made her fingertips tremble.

Turning her head and looking around, she was easily engulfed in the overwhelming darkness and boundless silence.

It took a while for her eyes to get used to the darkness. With the faint light outside the window, she felt the imperial decree beside her.

She has nothing to do with Feng Qing anymore.

Ye Feiwan said to herself, over and over again, and finally, the panic in her heart gradually faded, and waves of drowsiness came.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, she only knew that when she woke up again, her body was extremely heavy, and a doctor checked her pulse through the curtain.

She just realized that she was actually sick.

And this disease lasted for three days in his life, his head was dizzy, his whole body was hot and cold, sometimes he seemed to be roasted in a stove, and sometimes he seemed to be abandoned in the cold winter.

Butler Zhang anxiously brought her medicine every day, but it didn't get better after taking it. The high fever persisted, and she seemed to be in a daze.

Until the third day, after Ye Feiwan took the medicine, his consciousness was still vague——

Dimly, I felt as if I had returned to my previous life, in a familiar courtyard.She walked out of the house, only to find out that this is actually the palace of the prince!
There were very few people in the palace, although it was still luxurious, it was always somewhat lonely.A few or two people walked cautiously with their heads bowed, not daring to speak loudly.

"You two..." Ye Feiwan stepped forward, wanting to ask why she was here, but the next moment she suddenly found that the servants had passed through her body.

No one can see her.

Ye Feiwan was startled, and after a long time, he walked slowly towards the study in the front yard of the palace.The same dead silence, with occasional chirping of insects and birds, only makes this place more like a dead house.

"Hey, the prince was drunk again last night." At the door of the study, two guards stood guard here, and one of them sighed.

"I dealt with political affairs day and night, and I was so easy to be idle, but I was so drunk that I couldn't stand it even if my body was hard..."

"Since the princess passed away half a year ago, the prince has..."

Half a year after his death, Ye Feiwan was stunned. She suddenly realized that this was very likely...a previous life.

"What are you two talking nonsense about?" A voice came from behind.

"Director Gao, forgive me!" The two guards hurriedly knelt down.

Ye Feiwan followed the prestige, and saw Gao Feng standing there with his brows tightly furrowed. He seemed to be a little different, a bit more mature, and a bit more vicissitudes.

"Get back." Gao Feng shouted the two of them back, just now he looked at the closed door of the study, and after a long time slowly stepped forward and knocked twice, "My lord."

Ye Feiwan's heart arose unknowingly. She hadn't seen Feng Qing in her previous life for a long time. She thought that he would ascend the throne not long after her death.

"..." There was silence in the study for a while, and then a hoarse voice came, "Come in."

Ye Feiwan was slightly taken aback. The voice... sounded like Feng Qing, but...how could it be so difficult?

She walked in behind Gao Feng, the study smelled of alcohol, and there was no one behind Feng Qing's book reviewing the memorial.

Gao Feng was familiar with the way and walked towards the inner room on the side. The soft bed that she had arranged in the study in her previous life to take a nap was surrounded by empty wine jars. On the soft bed, there was a person lying there with a thin back.

Ye Feiwan's breathing became tighter.

"My lord, you drank too much again." Gao Feng stepped forward, his voice cautious.

"..." But Feng Qing didn't respond, and after a while he said, "How are you and that Shaoyao?"

Gao Feng said: "Although Shao Yao is still grieving, but... the subordinates have made up their minds to marry her."

"Well," Feng Qing murmured, "This king bestows a marriage for you..."

"Thank you, Lord."

"..." Feng Qing paused for a long time, "Treat Shao Yao better, before she was alive... she was the one who worried the most..."

"Subordinates obey."

Ye Feiwan listened blankly. It turned out that Shaoyao was still with Gao Feng. She should be happy. After her death, the most worrying thing was Shaoyao. She was alone, how could she gain a foothold in the palace.

Now, finally relieved.

"You go out first, I will wait for a while by myself." Feng Qingfu said again.

Gao Feng paused, finally nodded, cleaned up the surrounding wine jars, turned and left.

Feng Qing was always facing the wall, without turning around, his back was lonely, and he described it like a walking dead.

Ye Feiwan looked at his back, felt a pain in her heart, turned her eyes hastily, she didn't want to stay here anymore, turned around and was about to leave.

But Feng Qing, who was lying on the soft bed, seemed to have sensed something. He sat up abruptly, looking straight at the door of the study, staggering and making a lot of noise.

Ye Feiwan paused when he heard the movement.

Feng Qing couldn't see her, she just wanted to see how embarrassed he is now... Trying to persuade herself in her heart, Ye Feiwan looked back slowly.

With just one glance, he was stunned.

She never thought that...the person in front of her, with a face as pale as paper, a skinny body, and dark and hopeless eyes, was actually Feng Qing.

He sat there like a fallen fairy, with baggy white clothes and a thin figure, his eyes were... staring at her.

Ye Feiwan's heart trembled, he should not be able to see her.

But Feng Qing stood up and staggered towards her until... she stood still in front of her.He stood for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch her cheek.

But in the end, his hand passed through her body.

"As expected...it's just a dream..." Feng Qing murmured.

Ye Feiwan was stunned.

"Wait for me," he said, "Ye Feiwan, wait for me, wait for me, there is still half a year... only half a year, if you dare to leave with someone else, I will never let you go, I will Destroy that person first, and then force you to come back to me, force you to marry me, just like you did to me..."

"Ye Feiwan, wait for me..." His voice became softer, "Please..."

……

wait for me, please...

His voice rang in Ye Feiwan's ears over and over again, haunting her past and present lives.

"Miss?" A person beside her called out in surprise, "Are you finally awake?"

Ye Feiwan opened his eyes suddenly, breathing heavily, and saw Butler Zhang standing outside through the curtain.

Here... is the Ye Mansion, and under the pillow at the side is the imperial decree of Heli.

This moment is this life.

Ye Feiwan stretched out his hand and slowly touched his cheek, his fingertips were filled with cold tears.

(End of this chapter)