The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 281

The night in the capital always has the smell of fireworks.

Ye Feiwan looked at Xinghuo in the distance, and his mind was rarely peaceful.

Behind him, there was a sound of vigorous footsteps.She looked back, and saw a person coming against the light among the lights of thousands of families, dressed in a cold white moonlight, with bright eyebrows that made it difficult to open one's eyes.

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses, and nodded to him: "Have you finished talking?"

"..." Feng Qing didn't respond, he just looked at her, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

He wanted to ask her why she lied about infertility, but he himself knew the reason.

In the end, Feng Qing opened her lips: "Yes." She said, avoiding her gaze, "Go home."

"En." Ye Feiwan responded in a low voice, not knowing what happened to Feng Qing, but still following him towards the carriage.

Occasionally, there are couples of men and women walking together, mixed with some intimate murmurs, and even a family of young and old frolicking past.

And they, with expressionless faces, seemed to be heretics in the crowd, and many people looked at them.

Ye Feiwan clenched the sugar figurine tightly in his hand, lowered his head, and walked faster, until he got into the carriage and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

She put the sugar figurine on the table in the carriage just now, the sugar figurine was too sweet and not suitable for her now.

Feng Qing glanced at the sugar figure, but didn't make a sound, but the next moment, he saw the object on her wrist from the corner of his eye, and paused for a moment: "What is that?" He asked in a deep voice.

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, following his gaze, he just noticed the mandarin duck clasp on his wrist: "Mandarin duck clasp," she replied, "it's just a fad in the capital..."

Speaking of this, she stopped again: "I think you have important things to do, and it doesn't hurt if you don't know about such a small thing, so I won't bother you by talking about it."

small thing.

Feng Qing's eyes were frozen, and he began to think about the past more and more recently, how she whispered a trivial matter in his ear, just to stay by his side for a while.

"Mandarin duck buckle..." Feng Qing opened his lips, his voice was tight, "I heard that there should be a pair of this mandarin duck buckle."

"You know?" Ye Feiwan was surprised.

Feng Qing's face was tense, and his expression condensed instantly. In this way, there really is a couple.

"Where's the other one?" He raised his eyes and looked into Ye Feiwan's eyes, "The other mandarin duck button, in whose hand is it?"

Free time?Or Nanmo?Is it really so unforgettable?If you stay by his side, you have to bring a token of love with another man?

"What other one?" Ye Feiwan frowned, more and more unable to understand the meaning of his words.

"Mandarin duck buckle." Feng Qing opened his lips, and squeezed out each word from between his lips and teeth, his voice was difficult.

Ye Feiwan lowered her eyes, watching the round and jade-like white beads buckle on the mandarin ducks. For some reason, she suddenly thought of the black bead that she didn't buy, and she smiled knowingly: "I didn't buy it."

"What?" Feng Qing didn't seem to expect such an answer, the anger in his eyes was also frozen, and he just stared at her blankly.

"I'm alone, why buy another one?" Ye Feiwan rubbed the mandarin duck button with one hand, "I just bought this one to look good..."

"Stop the horse!" Feng Qing suddenly interrupted her with a sharp voice.

The groom was so startled that his hand holding the rein trembled, and then hastily tightened his grip and shouted: "Woo——"

After the carriage stopped, the groom asked respectfully: "My lord, I don't know you..."

It's just that he didn't finish speaking and was interrupted.The car curtain was quickly lifted, and Feng Qing got out of the carriage almost in a hurry.

"Feng Qing!" Ye Feiwan hastily opened the car window, frowning, "What are you doing?" Feng Qing has been too abnormal all day today.

Feng Qingben's back froze as he strode away, and his footsteps stopped. After a while, he only tilted his head slightly, and his voice was condensed: "It has nothing to do with you."

Ye Feiwan frowned, watching Feng Qinggui's figure disappear into the crowd of lights.

She finally lowered the car window, slumped against the car wall, clenched her hands tightly, her fingertips were cold.

Feng Qing came back very quickly, and when he came back, he just sat in the carriage and let the carriage go back home with a hoarse voice. His hands were always hidden under his wide sleeves.

Ye Feiwan's eyes slowly fell on his hands. She actually... vaguely guessed where Feng Qing went and what she did just now, but... she didn't dare to ask.

That night, she drank half a jar of wine and exhausted all her courage to ask "Do you love me?" It was her last heroism.

In the end, she quietly leaned against the sedan chair wall and let the rickety carriage take her to the palace without saying a word.

"My lord, we're here..." came the groom's cautious voice.

This day will pass.

Ye Feiwan half-closed his eyes and didn't move.

Feng Qing didn't move either.

They just sat quietly in the carriage, no one outside dared to urge them, they were still waiting respectfully.

"Go on." Finally, Ye Feiwan broke the silence and got up first.Feng Qingyin's clenched hands under his wide sleeves froze, and finally got out of the carriage.

However, the moment she landed, Ye Feiwan only felt someone watching her from behind.

She frowned slightly, turned around and looked towards the corner of the wall behind her. It was very dark there, but she could vaguely see a tall and tall figure standing lazily on the corner.

The dark crimson robe was pitch black in the night, and the night wind blew his sleeves flutteringly.

She couldn't see the man's appearance, but she knew that the man was looking at her, with anger, sarcasm, and even...self-deprecating in his eyes.

Fu leisure.

Ye Feiwan stood there stunned, as if... since he entered the palace for more than [-] days, he hadn't seen Fuxian again.

Feng Qing noticed the woman's sudden pause, frowned and followed her gaze, and saw the man on the wall with just one glance.

He half-closed his eyes, like a demonstration at the next moment, he walked forward and reached out to hold Ye Feiwan's hand.

Her hands were cold, her fingers were tense, she felt his touch, and flinched like a habit.

But Feng Qing pressed her step by step until she wrapped her hand in her palm, then raised her eyes and looked at the person on the wall.

The figure on the wall stared at the man and woman carrying each other for a long time, finally laughed at himself, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Ye Feiwan calmed down and looked at the hand held by Feng Qing: "The spectators are gone, can the prince let go?" Why pretend to be affectionate in front of others?
Feng Qing was taken aback.

Ye Feiwan had already broken free from his hand, but Feng Qing didn't use any force.She got up and walked towards the palace. Candlesticks and lanterns were lit everywhere in the palace, and the lights were brightly lit.

She narrowed her eyes and stopped in her footsteps.

Feng Qing looked at her figure.

"Feng Qing, after tonight, one day will pass." Ye Feiwan's voice was extremely soft, faintly resounding in the night.

Feng Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, he knew what she meant, she wanted to leave.

Finally, he stepped forward slowly: "You want to leave, don't you?" He asked in a deep voice, without any emotion in his voice.

Ye Feiwan looked at him: "Yes."

Feng Qing's eyes tightened, and the next moment, he slowly opened the hand that had been hidden under the wide sleeve, and presented it in front of her eyes: "Even if you see this thing, you still want to leave?"

(End of this chapter)