The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 252 He Didn't Leave?
Nothing to do with him.

Hearing Ye Feiwan's words, Feng Qing felt a little dazed in his eyes.

How can it be irrelevant?It's clear... Not long ago, she was still a princess, living in the backyard of Prince Jingyuan's mansion, with a dim yellow candle lit every day, as if she was waiting for him.

It is clear that in the past, she chased after him every day, creating occasional encounters everywhere, and every time he looked at her, he could always meet her smile.

Now, how can it be irrelevant?

"Ye Feiwan," Feng Qing raised her eyes and looked at the back standing at the door of Ye Mansion. After a long time, her voice was difficult, "You are a woman, how can you hang out with...a man..."

"Woman?" Ye Feiwan looked sideways and let out a low laugh, but his voice was cold and unwavering, "On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, you went to another place and let the whole palace see my jokes. I didn't expect that I was a woman; Yan, you have repeatedly abandoned me in the crowd, never thought that I was a woman; when my father passed away, you stayed by the side of other women, and never thought that I was a woman..."

Speaking of this, Ye Feiwan turned around slowly. She was already standing on the steps, condescendingly looking down at Feng Qing who was dressed in white at the bottom of the steps: "Now, the lord finally realizes that I am a woman?"

She never thought that one day, she would be able to look down at Feng Qing so calmly.

Feng Qing didn't say a word, but her thin lips became paler and tighter, her eyes were a little dazed.

"...As for the gangster that the prince just said," Ye Feiwan saw him silent and did not wait, just smiled lightly, "I am not a virtuous person in the heart of the prince, so I can do whatever the prince wants to think of me." Think about it."

After saying that, she turned around slowly, and was about to enter Ye Mansion.

She didn't even want to explain.

Looking at her back, Feng Qing suddenly panicked and took a step forward: "Ye Feiwan, if you explain... I will take back what I just said?" A little staggered.

Ye Feiwan's footsteps paused slightly, and the smell of wine came from behind him, Feng Qing drank a lot of wine.

He said that if he explained it, he would take it back.But... the words have been spoken, how to take them back?

It's like being overwhelmed with water.

"There is nothing to explain, Feng Qing." Ye Feiwan's throat tightened slightly, and he finally swallowed the discomfort in his throat. "What you see is the truth."

Her voice, brought by the night breeze, was even colder.

Feng Qing stood there in a daze, her body tensed like a stone.She really... didn't bother to explain.

In the past, when she got close to other men, she would explain it to him thousands of times, even if he didn't care at that time.Now, she says, "There's nothing to explain."

"Ye Feiwan, don't think that you can sit back and relax after asking for the imperial decree. This king has never spoken, and no one in the world knows that you are still my king..." Concubine.

After all, he couldn't say the last word. Ye Feiwan looked back and looked at him calmly. Her eyes were dark and deep. Her voice was almost mocking: "Feng Qing, now, you will only threaten people like this. Yet?"

After saying that, without any hesitation, she walked into Ye Mansion.

The heavy wooden door closed dumbly, and the sound of the door bolt falling heavily completely isolated Feng Qing from the outside.

In the pitch-black night, only the man in white stood outside the door, his straight back suddenly became sluggish for some reason, and he was extremely bleak.

Feng Qing was still standing under the steps, looking at the closed door of the mansion, his body swayed slightly, and a strong sense of self-loathing suddenly surged in his heart, yes, is he only threatening people like this?

Now, he can only use such despicable methods...

……

It was very quiet in Ye Mansion.

Ye Feiwan walked back to the room, Fu Xian had clearly entered before, but the room was still completely dark.

She paused for a moment, then pushed open the door and walked in. There was a dead silence, as if there was no one there, but the room was filled with a faint smell of alcohol.

Slightly frowning, Ye Feiwan took the torch and lit a candle, the dim yellow candle light illuminated the room, Ye Feiwan suddenly saw the back standing in front of the window.

The dark crimson robe stood tall and tall, looking at the closed window, with his back to her, wondering what he was thinking.

"Didn't you say you want to clean up? There is water outside." Ye Feiwan deliberately raised her voice, pretending to be cheerful.

"..." Fu Xian didn't move, as if he didn't hear her words.

Ye Feiwan sniffed the smell of wine, frowned slightly, smiled and said, "I remember there are still hangovers in the house, go get them first."

"No need," came Fu Xian's voice, and his figure paused, and then he turned around slowly, without the cynical smile on his face, and looked at her with deep eyes: "Ye Feiwan, listen to what you are doing right now. The tone, how? What did you say to people outside, and your mood improved?"

Strangely, Ye Feiwan frowned, not knowing why he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and finally just glanced at him and said, "You're drunk."

"Drunk?" Fu Xian repeated the two words playfully, and the corners of his lower lips curled slightly, and he smiled almost ironically, "I hope I'm drunk. Ye Feiwan, maybe Feng Qing is here, and then Make you so happy?"

"Fuxian!" Ye Feiwan's voice suddenly tensed, she looked at him with a pale face, but then she looked away when she met the seriousness in his eyes, "I think Mr. Fuxian is not drunk, and there is no need to sober up. The night is getting darker, it is inappropriate for Mr. Fuxian to stay with me after all, it is time to leave."

Her voice was very soft.

"It's time to leave..." Fu Xian murmured softly, "That's right, Feng Qing has come to Ye Mansion to look for you in person, and you should be happy. I am useless, and naturally I can be thrown aside at any time."

Ye Feiwan frowned: "I've never missed you this much."

"But you did it like this!" Fu Xian's voice suddenly increased, "You always only want me to leave. As long as Feng Qing appears, everything else will be just a foil. Do you know how many girls in the capital are waiting for you?" My son? Why, you hate me so much?"

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly. Looking at Fu Xian's rare angry face through the candlelight, she forced a smile for a long time: "Fu Xian, what are you angry about? Don't say that I have nothing to do with Feng Qing now, but what is it really? , you... shouldn't be like this," she finally couldn't bear to see Fu Xian's appearance at this moment, and her voice softened a little, "I have always been grateful to you, and never hated you. But it's just gratitude. "

Just grateful, not liking.

Her heart is very small, once only one person went in, and then...that person turned her heart upside down, so she could only cut that person out of her heart, but...it was hard to tolerate others.

"..." Fu Xian still stood in front of the window, silent for a moment, "I just think I'm blind..."

What about being blind, he didn't say anything, he stopped talking and started to leave.

A small sound of "pop" came from outside the door.

Fu Xian paused.

Ye Feiwan's body was also frozen, and he looked straight at the door.

"Knock..." There was a very light knock on the door, and then the man's voice mixed with difficulty and hoarseness, "Ye Feiwan."

(End of this chapter)