The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 287 All I Want is the Truth

The Dali Temple Prison rarely sees sunlight all year round, and the smell of filth and blood spreads in it.

Ye Feiwan stayed in it quietly, looking at the cage, surrounded by weeds, which was even simpler than the environment in the cold courtyard.There is only one very small window, and the sky outside can be seen, but it is only empty.

There are no tables, chairs and beds, only straw mats.

The most frightening thing here is not the simplicity here, but the bone-chilling chill and the extremely depressing atmosphere.Everything here is dead and lifeless.

Ye Feiwan half-closed her eyes, and leaned against the wall quietly, feeling that the weeds around her were extremely uncomfortable. She touched her cool arm with a dazed expression.

She has been here for a day and a night without closing her eyes.

"Lay out the straw mats." After some time, a hoarse woman's voice came from the side, difficult and unpleasant.

Ye Feiwan was startled, and followed the voice, only to see an unkempt woman sitting on a straw mat, with an extremely thin figure, bent back, and gray hair.She never looked at her, as if what she said just now was not what she said.

"Thank you." Ye Feiwan replied deeply, spread out the straw mat and sat on it, covering the dry grass, but still couldn't stop the dead silence in his heart.

Her eyes suddenly became hot, and she hastily lowered her head, not wanting to be seen in the current embarrassment.

Everything that happened in the past few days was like a dream to her, even she was still thinking, if... she left with Fu Xian in the market, it would not be like this now?
Feng Rong died, and her silver hairpin fell into the palace.

After seeing Qu Yan, Feng Qing directly ordered someone to put her in prison.

She seemed to be stuck in a dead end, and she couldn't escape no matter what.

"The people who just came in are all like you..." The woman on the side spoke again, her voice was still hoarse, and the words were like sighs, "You don't need to think too much, after a long time, you won't feel much... ..."

Feel nothing?

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, would she be like this woman?Unkempt, with a dead voice, no vitality in his body, like a walking corpse?
What she was afraid of was not prison, but...

Feng Qing finally believed in Qu Yan.

……

On the third day in prison, Ye Feiwan was taken out and met Feng Qing in the vestibule.

He was still wearing a moon-white robe, standing sideways to her by the window, his figure was tall and unparalleled, in this dim Dali Temple, he seemed to be the only light in this prison.

However, his complexion seemed extremely ugly, his jaw was much thinner, and his lips were pale.

Ye Feiwan narrowed her eyes, and suddenly let out a low laugh. Seeing him so bad, she felt a lot better for no reason, but... she began to feel that this figure was so strange and cold.

Feng Qing also noticed the movement behind him, and turned around slowly: "It won't take a few days..." His voice stopped abruptly when he saw her.

She has changed a lot, her face is pale, and her figure has become thinner, which makes her eyes bigger.

There seemed to be a flash of memory in his mind, she was standing at the door of the cold courtyard, she was also such a thin figure, smiling alienatedly at him.Now, that face gradually overlapped with the woman in front of her.

Ye Feiwan met his gaze. She knew she was in a mess, her long hair hadn't been combed for three days, and her clothes were a little dirty, but she still straightened up in front of him.

"Is the prince still satisfied with what he saw?" She asked back.

Feng Qing's eyes darkened, and her voice was hoarse: "What do you mean?"

"Doesn't the lord just want to see me like this?" Ye Feiwan smiled, if he didn't want to, why would he throw her into the Dali Temple without trial?

"..." Feng Qing was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "I don't want to see you like this..." His voice was extremely soft.

I don't want to see her alienate him and smile coldly, and I don't want to see her in such a mess...

It's really rare, Ye Feiwan laughed mockingly, being so mocked by her, Feng Qing was not angry at all.

But soon, she nodded knowingly: "That's right, my lord is afraid that he doesn't even want to see me, so why would he care if I'm glamorous or embarrassed?"

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing frowned, calling her sharply by name.

"I'm not right?" Ye Feiwan asked back
Feng Qing's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled up and down violently, and after a long time he said slowly: "You will be able to go out soon."

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't look at him any more, only looked at the ground, and his voice calmed down: "What is the truth?"

"What?" Feng Qing looked at the lonely spinner above her head, feeling a little dazed.

"The truth about the emperor's death." Ye Feiwan's voice was condensed.

"..." Feng Qing was silent for a moment, "There is no truth."

Ye Feiwan raised her head abruptly, and looked straight into Feng Qing's eyes: "Is there no truth?"

Feng Qing's heart tightened, he looked into her clear eyes, and slowly averted his eyes for a while, "There is no truth," he said calmly, "The former emperor was old, he was ill on the dragon bed for a long time, and the cause of death is doubtful. "

Doubtful.

Hearing these words, Ye Feiwan felt it was funny. If that was the case, why was she put in prison again?
"Is that what the historian wrote?" She asked back.

Feng Qing said in a deep voice, "He will write like this."

"Ah."

Seeing the woman's completely indifferent expression, Feng Qing's Adam's apple twitched, but he said in a low voice, "In five days, the Minister of Dali Temple will interrogate you, and you will be fine after that."

"Five days..." Ye Feiwan only listened to his words indifferently, murmured in a low voice, and occasionally glanced at the dark sky outside the window. After a long time, she suddenly asked, "Feng Qing, how could you say such a thing?" easy?"

Feng Qing's eyes tightened slightly, and her voice was difficult: "What do you mean?"

Ye Feiwan smiled: "What if it was Qu Yan? After ten days and half a month in prison, would you calmly say 'you stay a few more days', even if these few days, this Is it an innocent disaster?"

Here, she didn't know what night it was, but she was in a daze, as if her life had stopped right there.

he does not know.

He said "stay five more days" empty-handed, as if this was an inn.

"..." Feng Qing was silent for a long time, he looked at her, and there seemed to be inexplicable emotions spreading in his eyes, and then the emotions gradually softened, and his voice was very soft, "I promise you, it will be fine Yes, I will personally take you out of here, after that..."

"Feng Qing," Ye Feiwan interrupted him, she turned around and took a step towards him slowly, until she was in front of her, her pale lips parted slightly, and she paused every word: "I don't believe you."

Just as he doesn't believe her, she will never believe him again.

Feng Qing's face turned pale.

Ye Feiwan asked again: "Feng Qing, do you know what I regret most in my life?"

"..." Feng Qing said nothing.

But Ye Feiwan smiled, raised her eyes to stare at him, and paused every word: "What I regret the most is that I met you back then."

If the two had never met each other, then maybe the Ye Mansion would still decline, but she had plenty of time to be a filial piety, she might not find an unforgettable love, but she could be with a man who treats her well for the rest of her life.

In the past, even though she had told herself to give up countless times, she knew better than anyone else that even if she started all over again, she still had no clear relationship with him.

But for the first time, I wanted to completely cut ties with him.

(End of this chapter)