The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 296 Enthroned, leaving

On the tenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, the death of the former emperor was announced to the world.

However, the country cannot be without a king for a day. Before the death of the first emperor, King Jingyuan was appointed as the heir.

October [-]th is an auspicious day, and it is also the time when the new emperor succeeds to the throne, and the whole world celebrates it.

At three quarters past, it was time to ascend the throne.

In late autumn, the weather is a bit cool.

It's the same time.

An extremely simple black carriage was slowly driving on the official road. The speed of the carriage was not fast, and the hooves of the horses were rattling.

Inside the carriage, Ye Feiwan quietly leaned against the wall of the sedan chair, through the swaying curtain of the sedan chair, he could faintly see the bustling people outside.

Today's capital is extremely prosperous, and the new emperor ascends the throne, and the whole city is happy.

Ye Feiwan's expression was calm. After today, she is just Ye Feiwan, a daughter of the people, and Feng Qing is a high-ranking emperor.

It's time to leave, Feng Qing will definitely not be able to take care of the matter of the city gate.

With the lofty throne on the one hand, and the insignificant her on the other, you don't need to think about her to know what choice Feng Qing will make.

However, she inexplicably thought of what she said in her previous life, "If you ascend to a high position, you will abolish me or kill me". She never thought about it, and it was a prophecy.

When he ascended the throne, the day she left.

"There is no salt in the first place, but this pretending to be calm is really uglier!" On the other side, Fu Xian snorted.

Ye Feiwan raised her eyes to look at him, she rarely saw Fu Xian dressed like this, no longer wearing scarlet clothes, but only wearing an ordinary plain robe, with some paint on her face, it turned darker, absolutely gorgeous The color has faded a lot, but although it is deliberately concealed, it still shows a bit of the appearance of Mr. Jia.

On the other hand, her face was covered with a thick layer of powder, making her complexion and lips pale, like a sick and weak person.

Now, the capital is surrounded by people of Feng Qing, she dare not take risks.According to what Fu Xian said, she is his distant cousin who is seriously ill, and now that winter is approaching, she is specially going to the south of the Yangtze River to recuperate.

"Thank you." Ye Feiwan said quietly, not annoyed by what he said just now.

Fu Xian froze, staring at the woman in front of him, his expression darkened, and finally turned to look elsewhere.

The carriage continued on.

The whispers of the people came faintly from outside.

"Have you ever heard of it? I heard from my relatives who work in Dali Temple that the new emperor was born extremely beautiful, like a heavenly man..."

"Naturally," someone responded, with a slightly softer voice, "That's why the daughter of the Ye Mansion chased after him all over the city!"

"The daughter of Ye Mansion, which Ye Mansion?"

"Which one else... the one that fell down!"

"Although the Ye Mansion has collapsed, now that your husband has become the emperor, isn't it a good thing for the daughter?"

"What a good thing," the man snorted softly, "I heard that it was the daughter of the Ye Mansion's wishful thinking, my lord, I already have someone I like..."

"..."

The carriage continued to move forward, and the sound behind him finally gradually dissipated.

Ye Feiwan remained calm, as if those people were not talking about her.

In front of him, a person looked straight at her.

Ye Feiwan raised his eyes and was meeting Fu Xian's gaze. He was always casual and unrestrained, but now, his eyes seemed to be worried.

She smiled: "Why?"

Seeing her smile, Fu Xian frowned even tighter: "Are you... all right?"

"What's the matter with me?" Ye Feiwan narrowed his eyes, "I was the one who shamelessly chased after Feng Qing, and Feng Qing did have someone he liked..."

These are facts, and she cannot deny them.

"..." Fu Xian was silent, but his gaze was always on her.

"My lord, the city gate is approaching." Outside the carriage, the groom's voice was deep.

Also at this time, a cold and solemn voice came from outside the door: "Over there, who is in the carriage?" It sounded like a city gate guard.

"Master Hui, it's our young master and Miss Biao. Miss Biao is seriously ill and can't bear the winter cold. She is going to the south of the Yangtze River to recuperate." The groom said respectfully, and slipped some money into the guard's hand.

"Open the car curtain and have a look." This time, the guard's voice softened a little.

"Yes." The groom hurriedly said, and slowly opened the car curtain.

Ye Feiwan's hands paused unconsciously, his body was cold and tense, and he tried to calm his mind.

A guard in armor stood at the door with a spear in his hand. He glanced into the carriage as if examining the interior, and walked past Fuxian to look at Ye Feiwan.

Ye Feiwan lowered his eyes, his palms were covered with cold sweat.

Perhaps she is very thin now and her cheeks are as pale as paper, the guard watched for a long time and finally lowered the car curtain: "Okay, let's go."

"Thank you, sir!" The groom thanked repeatedly.

The carriage moved forward slowly again.

Ye Feiwan clenched his hands tightly all the time, expressionless.There was no joy of leaving, nor any sorrow.

"Ye Feiwan..." On the opposite side, a person called her in a low voice.

Ye Feiwan looked up.

Fu Xian was looking at her, he didn't say anything, he just sighed lightly, and stretched out his hand to take her hand.

Ye Feiwan froze, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Fu Xian's strength suddenly increased, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

Then, one by one, he opened her tightly clenched fingers, and the palms of her hands had already been pinched with small bloodstains due to the tight clenching just now.

Fu Xian stared at the bloodstain, hesitant for a long time.

But at this moment, a loud shout came from behind: "Stop that carriage!"

A loud roar startled everyone behind him.

Ye Feiwan only heard the neighing of the horse, and then the carriage stopped, followed by the sound of orderly footsteps, easily surrounding the carriage.

She lowered her eyes, her face still expressionless.

Because she knew Feng Qing's ability, she never thought that she could escape smoothly.

But this time, she knew how to escape.

In the previous life, she died to end this relationship.

In this life, you have to "die" once.

……

in the palace.

Time has passed.

Feng Qing stood quietly in the palace.

The most powerful power in the world is now at his fingertips; but the dragon robe he wears is a bit more heavy.

And... the endless loneliness.

"Feng Qing, my name is Ye Feiwan, you have to remember that!"

In the ears, a woman's sly voice suddenly came.

He turned his eyes suddenly, but there was nothing.

The servant came in with a respectful voice: "Your Majesty, the time is coming soon."

emperor.

Feng Qing's thin lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't say a word. Now that he has not ascended the throne, everyone has changed their mouths. They are afraid of him, afraid of him, and respect him.

But there is only one person who will say to him: "I am your wife, not your servant!"

Now, that person, he doesn't know where she is.

All the officials and roads in the capital were sealed off, and her portraits were all over the city, but nothing was found.

The most powerless thing is...he knew that she was with Fu Xian.

Standing up, Feng Qing walked out of the palace. He was unparalleled in a dragon robe, and his eyes were full of domineering arrogance, as if... this person was born for him.

"King, Your Majesty," but at this moment, Gao Feng quickly ran over and leaned towards Feng Qing's side, his voice was very soft: "At the gate of the city, it seems that the figure of the princess was found."

Feng Qing was slightly startled, but quickly regained his composure.

"Emperor?" Gao Feng was puzzled.

Feng Qing just said with a blank expression: "You also said that it was 'suspected', how could I give up the enthronement ceremony because of her?"

That's right, he went from having nothing to taking power in the world, sitting in his current position, how can a little Ye Feiwan be compared?
Gao Feng was taken aback for a moment, and finally bowed his head and retreated.

In front of the main hall, there are 95 stone steps, the statue of the ninth five.

Feng Qing raised his foot and went up the stairs.

But every step, step by step cone heart.

When the servant shouted sharply: "The auspicious time has come—"

In a trance, Feng Qing seemed to see the man in his mind again, standing in front of a tombstone, almost pleading, almost humble, saying: "Wait for me, Ye Feiwan."

Above Miyagi, under the attention of everyone, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

(End of this chapter)