The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 262 Meet again
Ye Feiwan had a dream.

For the first time, it was difficult to distinguish the past life from the present in the dream.

She was in a white mist, surrounded by mist, she couldn't get out, and no one could get in.She was so terrified that she was powerless to wake up.

It was also when she was most terrified that the white mist gradually dissipated, everything became clear, and the cold wind was blowing around her. At this moment, she realized that she was in the mountains and forests.

Ahead, there is a simple courtyard with red walls and blue tiles, but it has been covered with a layer of quaint gray in the past.There is a plaque at the door with the words "Qingshan Temple" written on it.

Ye Feiwan is familiar with this temple. When Qu Yan was disfigured, she took back the antidote here, and...the old abbot here said, "There is nowhere to find a ray of soul, but now the new age "Renewing the fate" is something she will never forget.

No one here could see her, she floated into the temple.In the empty temple, there was not even the slightest sound.But she just drifted towards the innermost room.

There was a man standing there, dressed in white, with a stooped back and a slumped body.

But in front of him, the old abbot with a sense of immortality only sighed quietly: "Why bother, benefactor..."

"Where is she?" The man in white only asked calmly, his voice hoarse.

The old abbot was silent for a long time, then shook his head slightly: "This is a heavenly secret, don't let it out."

The back of the man in white became more and more bent, and his voice trembled slightly: "I just want to know, is she safe and sound?"

"If she is alive, what about you?"

The man in white had sharp eyes: "I must have disturbed her life."

The old abbot was taken aback: "Benefactor, you..."

"This king has no peace in this life, how could he want her to enjoy it alone?" The man in white's voice was hoarse, but at the end, he choked up, "Her safety can only be related to this king... "

The old abbot fell silent, and said slowly for a long time: "She is not safe."

The body of the man in white trembled violently.

After a dead silence.

The man in white said in a low voice, "Where is she?" After speaking, his back slightly bent, and he almost begged, "Just please, abbot."

Lao Zhu let out a long sigh: "She is..."

The next moment, his eyes pierced through the man in white and looked straight at Ye Feiwan.

"call--"

Ye Feiwan opened her eyes suddenly, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the familiar curtain of Ye Mansion above her head.

That dream was so real, it seemed so real that it really happened.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her chest, which was still throbbing here and there, making her terrified.

That mountain, that Qingshan Temple, and that abbot are all too weird, and at the beginning, the old abbot just glanced at her and said, "There is no place to find a ray of soul".

Ye Feiwan had so many doubts in his mind that it took him a while to realize that it was extremely bright outside.

Did she actually sleep from yesterday during the day to the next day?

He felt dizzy and dizzy, and there was a pain in the back of his hand.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, only to see that the back of her hand, which was originally burnt, was wrapped up thinly. The white cloth, as clean as snow, complemented her thin fingers perfectly.

Is it... Fuxian?
Thinking of the appearance of him prescribing medicine for her before she fell asleep yesterday, she suddenly felt uncomfortable, but after all, she did not waste too much time on this matter, she lifted the quilt, put on the outer clothes on the side, and was about to go out .

I never thought that just after I opened the door of the inner room, the door of the outer room was already opened by someone, and a person was lazily walking in with a bowl of medicine. Seeing that she was dressed neatly, he gave a meal, and then his face darkened: "Where are you going? "With a few words light and fluttering, he said it calmly, but it made people feel a little dangerous.

Ye Feiwan's eyes were full of surprise: "You haven't left yet?"

She didn't expect that the outsider was actually Fu Xian.

Hearing this, Fu Xian's expression became more and more gloomy: "Miss Ye is really a wolf, is that how you treat your savior?"

"What?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

"Yesterday..." Fu Xian was about to speak, but he thought of something, he stopped talking, only glanced at her, and asked casually, "Going out in such a hurry, what important person do you want to meet?"

"It's really important," Ye Feiwan nodded, but then he thought of something again, "The medicine...is for me?"

"No." Fu Xian immediately denied.

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan nodded, and was about to walk towards the door.

"Drink the medicine before leaving." Fu Xian quickly stopped in front of her, his voice a little uncomfortable.

"Didn't you say it wasn't for me?" Ye Feiwan pursed her lips.

"This is poison, I have changed my mind temporarily, and I want to poison you to death!" Fu Xian snorted coldly.

"..." Ye Feiwan fell silent, and said in a low voice for a while, "Thank you." The next moment, the medicine bowl was taken over, and the medicine juice was not too hot, so she raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.

Fu Xian watched her movements, and the brows that were frowning slightly relaxed, she... just trust him like that?

"I'll go first." Ye Feiwan put the medicine bowl aside and walked towards the door again.

Fu Xian didn't speak, but just lowered his eyes, he never stopped her, but this time...

"Feng Qing is not in good health, the gate of the palace is closed, you can't get in." His voice was slightly hoarse, after all, he didn't make a sound to stop him, maybe because he knew that she wouldn't stay for him at all.

"Not to the palace." Ye Feiwan paused, then walked faster, "To Qingshan Temple."

Yesterday's heavy rain washed the world into a new look, even the market outside was filled with a scent of earth, with a refreshing coolness.

Ye Feiwan was about to turn around and go to the market to find a carriage, but there was a sound of horseshoes clattering beside him.

A black carriage parked slowly beside her, and the car curtain was lifted: "Ye Feiwan, come up." The voice was no longer hoarse as before, but a little romantic.

Ye Feiwan frowned slightly: "Master Fuxian..."

"Come up," Fu Xian said lightly, "I won't say this a third time."

"..." Ye Feiwan paused slightly.

"So you want everyone to see the relationship between us." Fu Xian smiled, "I don't really care..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Feiwan had already stepped forward and got into the carriage.

Fu Xian watched the woman's movements, and finally raised his eyebrows slightly.

The carriage moved forward slowly, silently.

Fu Xian suddenly said: "What are you going to Qingshan Temple for?"

Ye Feiwan paused: "Of course there is something to do."

"Is it related to the dream you had yesterday?" Fu Xian asked.

Ye Feiwan's fingertips trembled slightly, but this time he didn't make a sound.

Qingshan Temple was originally located on the Qingshan Mountain in the outskirts of the city, and the distance was not too far, but it took only an hour to reach the foot of the mountain.

What surprised Ye Feiwan was that Fu Xian followed her out of the carriage, and followed her not far away along the way, slowly going up the mountain.

The mountain road wasn't too steep, but Ye Feiwan was weak after all, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he was still out of breath and sweaty, just about to tell Fu Xian that he had arrived, but when he turned his head, there was only the empty mountain road behind him , no one else.

Ye Feiwan pursed her lips, so elusive.

When she turned around again, she was stunned again.

At the gate of the Qingshan Temple, which was empty just now, there was an old man in a blue Taoist robe standing at this moment. The man was full of immortal demeanor, and his eyes looked at her with compassion:
"Donor, we meet again."

(End of this chapter)