The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 269 That Silver Hairpin
In the early morning, dawn breaks in the sky.

It was still gloomy outside the window, and the bedroom reflected was also dark.Occasionally, a leisurely wind blows through the half-closed windows, blowing the curtains on the bed and fluttering slightly.

When Ye Feiwan woke up, apart from the exhaustion all over his body, he was only at a loss.

The messy bedding, the ambiguous marks on her body, and her sore waist all reminded her of what happened last night.Feng Qing lost control, and even later, she didn't know whether she refused calmly, or... gave up meaninglessly.

"Heh..." Finally, she sneered and looked around.

Feng Qing had long since disappeared, and she was the only one left in the bedroom.

After dazed for a long time, Ye Feiwan got up slowly, her movements were a little slow. Last night's white clothes were very messy. She only wore a loose snow-white undershirt and walked barefoot to the dressing table beside her.

The woman's black hair in the bronze mirror is very messy, draped behind her back and on her shoulders, making her look haggard even more.

Ye Feiwan stretched out her hand slowly, and gently touched the bronze mirror. She didn't react until a chill came from her fingertips, and she lowered her eyes to cover up her redundant emotions.

Both sarcastic and sour.

Ironically, Feng Qing, who used to avoid her, would one day share the same bed with her half-forced, half-tempted. The sour thing is...Feng Qing never cherished her at all, otherwise, how could he? Will it disappear completely early in the morning?
"Miss?" From outside the door, a cautious voice called, the woman's voice was soft and unbelievable.

Ye Feiwan froze, it was peony.

It's been a long time since I heard Shao Yao's voice, and she felt as if she was in another world. It took a while before she spoke, her voice was hoarse: "Come in."

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, Shao Yao stood there holding a copper basin of warm water, the moment she saw Ye Feiwan, her eye circles suddenly turned red: "Miss, you..." She wanted to say something, but was beaten by crying broken.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feiwan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Crying when you see me?"

"No," Shao Yao hastily shook her head, "Miss left without saying goodbye last time, Shao Yao... felt guilty, and now, Miss is back..."

The more she said, the more fierce Shaoyao's tears flowed.

Since Miss left, she was never arranged to serve others, but just stayed in the backyard, occasionally tidying up the courtyard or the house, as if... in the connivance of the palace, waiting for the return of the master.

But this morning, just as she was about to get up and clean the courtyard, she saw the prince standing in the courtyard.

The prince was dressed in white, and his face was terribly pale. However, his eyes and eyebrows were completely lacking in the depression and darkness of the previous few days. Instead, he looked at her and said, "Get a basin of warm water and go to the front yard."

Shao Yao was frightened, she even forgot to greet her, she just said dryly: "What, what?"

"She's probably not used to being served by others, so go to the bedroom in the front yard." After Feng Qing finished speaking, she walked out accompanied by the guards.

When she fetched a basin of warm water and went to the bedroom, she still had a sense of inconceivability when she heard the servants discussing that the prince brought the princess back yesterday.

Is it really Miss?

But after hearing her "come in", there is no doubt anymore.

Really miss.

"Okay, okay, it's not about life and death." Ye Feiwan softly comforted Shao Yao with red eye circles, her voice was very soft, she stepped forward, took the copper basin, and put it aside to cleanse her face and body.

"Miss, how can you do it yourself!" Shao Yao hurriedly said, and wanted to take over the copper basin again.

"Why not?" Ye Feiwan stopped her, and chuckled, "I've been doing it by myself these days, why can't I be here?"

As she spoke, she put the copper basin aside and cleaned it quietly.

Shao Yao looked at the young lady's proficient appearance, and her nose became more and more sour. The young lady was born with a golden spoon in her mouth, and she has been served by others since she was a child. When... was it like this?
"Look at you," Ye Feiwan tidied up, saw Shaoyao looking at her with dazed eyes, and smiled helplessly, "Click my hair later, I'm not as dexterous as you, and I can't always make a nice bun."

"En!" Shao Yao nodded heavily.

After half a column of incense.

Ye Feiwan sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, and behind her, Shaoyao brushed her hair full of black hair with a wooden comb.

The two clearly haven't seen each other for a long time, but it seems that there is no need to say much.

"Miss's hair is still so pretty." Shao Yao said in a low voice.

"Really?" Ye Feiwan smiled, paused, and said softly, "I haven't paid attention to my appearance for a long time."

For her, a safe and peaceful life every day is enough.

Shao Yao's hand holding the wooden comb trembled, she lowered her head and said nothing more, she delicately brushed Ye Feiwan's long hair lightly with her hand, and with a slight turn, she tied up a simple bun: "Miss..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Ye Feiwan's underwear was baggy, and a little white skin was exposed on his back, but at this moment, there were traces of... cyan and red on his smooth back.

Ye Feiwan seemed to have reacted, and quickly tightened her underwear to cover her half-exposed back.

"My lord, how could he treat Miss like this..." Shao Yao's voice was very soft, but filled with indignation.

"Don't say such things in the palace in the future," Ye Feiwan said with lowered eyes, "Now...he has a high status, we can't offend him."

"Yes." Shaoyao replied in a low voice, and after finishing her bun again, she realized that this huge bedroom didn't even have a woman's hairpin. "Miss, wait a moment, I'll go get a hairpin."

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan said casually.

Shao Yao turned around, walked out of the door and walked towards the backyard. When the young lady left, she took a lot of jewelry, but she didn't take everything in the palace, as if... she was determined to draw a line with the palace.

"Where are you going?" However, before Shaoyao could reach the backyard, a cold and magnetic voice came from behind, with a bit of luxury and magnificence.

Shao Yao was startled, but this time she reacted very quickly, and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Your servant sees the prince."

The person behind him is Feng Qing.

It's just that Shaoyao doesn't understand why the prince is around the bedroom, as if... guarding him.

"What about her?" Feng Qing looked at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, and asked in a deep voice.

This maid is very loyal to Ye Feiwan, even if she helps her escape, it is not impossible.

"It's still in the room," Shaoyao explained, "it's just that there are no women's hairpins in the room, and the servants went to the backyard to get them."

"Impossible." Feng Qing denied it almost immediately.

Ye Feiwan is the hostess of the palace, the bedroom is the bedroom of the two of them, where...

Thinking of this, Feng Qing's face suddenly turned pale.

That's right, it was the bedroom of the two of them, but Ye Feiwan never lived there for a day, there were no clothes or jewelry for her, it was as if...she had never appeared.

"My lord?" Shao Yao called out in a low voice after he hadn't made a sound for a long time.

Feng Qing came back to his senses, remained silent for a long time, and finally took out a silver hairpin from his wide sleeve. Since the last time, he redeemed it from the pawn shop, and inexplicably never left the silver hairpin: "Give her this."

he whispered.

(End of this chapter)