The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 298 I Don't Owe You
On the city wall, the cool breeze blows, and the flags flutter in the distance.The guards have also been waved back by Feng Qing to a hundred feet away.

Ye Feiwan squinted her eyes, stood on the crenel looking at the vast world outside the city gate, dressed in plain clothes blown by the wind, her long hair was disheveled, and her expression was pale.

Feng Qing looked at her, and panicked in her heart, she felt... as if she was about to fly away and become a fairy.

"What do you want to talk about?" In the end, he spoke first, his voice still hoarse, "If it's still about leaving, then there's no need to speak."

"..." Ye Feiwan was silent for a moment, looked away, and slowly looked at Feng Qing, seeing him wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and his noble eyes, "You have finally fulfilled your long-cherished wish." She said softly.

In her previous life, she didn't live to see him enthroned, but in this life, she saw him wearing a dragon robe.

Feng Qing's Adam's apple tightened. For some reason, she felt a little nervous when she felt this way.

"Feng Qing, today was supposed to be your enthronement ceremony, you shouldn't have come here," Ye Feiwan smiled, looking up into his eyes, "Why did you come?"

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, but in the end she only said, "Follow me back."

"Why go back?" Ye Feiwan lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

"When..." Feng Qing's voice stopped abruptly, and his face was dazed.

He looked at the calm-looking woman in front of him, and his heart was full of horror. Just now, what he almost said was..."Queen".

"Feng Qing, you have ambitions, ambitions, and abilities. I already knew that," Ye Feiwan gently stroked the city wall beside him, "Do you still remember when you and I first met?" Her rare Proactively mention the past.

Feng Qing froze.

Ye Feiwan narrowed his eyes: "At that time, you were the 'King of Leisure' in the capital, and when I first saw you, you were so drunk..."

Feng Qing's eyebrows softened rarely.

"At that time, I was shamelessly chasing you all over the capital, chasing you all over the city." Ye Feiwan smiled slowly, "I never expected that I would marry you as I wished."

Feng Qing kept looking at her, the gentleness in his eyes froze.She has been able to mention those things so calmly, as if... letting go.

"Feng Qing, when you and I got married, I said that I will help you, and the Ye family will help you too." Ye Feiwan looked at the distant scenery firmly, "Now you are a high-ranking emperor. Why bother with me again? The past is just a mistake, not everyone has the chance to correct mistakes, but you have, this is really rare."

Feng Qing looked straight at her, wrong?

So, is this all her comments on the past?

"Look at me, Ye Feiwan." He said suddenly.

Ye Feiwan did not respond.

Feng Qing suddenly walked up to her and forced her to look into his eyes: "Do you think this was just a mistake?"

Ye Feiwan asked back: "Isn't it?"

Feng Qing's face turned pale.

Ye Feiwan only continued: "In the future, you will have three thousand beauties in the harem, this in-law..."

"How did I ever say that there should be three thousand beauties!" Feng Qing's voice suddenly increased, it was so shocking in the strong wind.

Ye Feiwan's eyes paused, and he looked up at him: "What about Quyan?"

"..." With just one sentence, Feng Qing fell silent suddenly, and said with difficulty for a long time, "She just...in the past..."

"You believe this when you say it yourself?" Ye Feiwan laughed at himself, turned around slowly, avoided his gaze, and looked into the distance against the wind.

The wind was so strong that it made the sockets of her eyes warm, and she almost couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes.

Only Qu Yan has ever been able to easily make him, who has always been calm and dignified, show such a gaffe.

In the previous and present lives, there was only one Qu Yan.

Feng Qing stared blankly at her profile, and for the first time, felt that her smile was so crying-like, felt... as if there was another person struggling to get out of her heart.

The person who said "Wait for me, Ye Feiwan", the person who would rather die than let go, the person who is clearly heartbroken but refuses to admit that he cares...

That person, he knew very well, was him.

"Feng Qing." Ye Feiwan's voice came suddenly.

Feng Qing's expression froze.

Ye Feiwan turned her eyes, her brows were already calm, but the end of her eyes was a little red, she paused for a long time: "I want to leave, and I am serious. People are classified into high and low, and I am no longer worthy of you."

In fact, she should have thought it through.

Feng Qing's body was tense, and he remembered her bright look when her eyebrows were raised: "When did you... belittle yourself so much."

How could she... calmly say that she wanted to leave?No sadness, no panic.

She seemed to give up everything, including him.

"Belittle yourself..." Ye Feiwan murmured, and then his eyes were dazed, "Probably... in prison."

She didn't suffer in prison, but the boundless darkness always made people feel hopeless.Even... including Feng Qing, who said that Feng Qing, who asked her to stay in prison for five days, made her stay in prison for more than [-] days because of Qu Yan's illness.

Feng Qing's face suddenly turned pale.

Ye Feiwan suddenly laughed: "Feng Qing, it's not a crime not to love someone. It's just... I can't stop complaining. The thing I care about the most is just a tool for you to prefer Qu Yan." She raised her eyes, serious Looking at him, "Stay in the capital, I will die."

Feng Qing's body trembled, and he stared at her intently, his footsteps even trembled slightly.

a long time……

"Is it this? The object you care about most." In his hand, he was holding a silver hairpin.

Ye Feiwan's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then she sighed: "So you brought it back..." She sneered, "But, it's already dirty."

"Ye Feiwan!" Feng Qing called her sharply, as if she wasn't talking about hairpins, but... this relationship.

"Am I wrong? It's dirty, and if you keep it, it will only increase your annoyance." Ye Feiwan walked up to him, "How can you let me go."

Feng Qing stared at her, as if staring into her soul, and then paused every word, gritting her teeth: "You are delusional."

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the next moment she got closer to his eyes: "Are you delusional..." she murmured.

She stretched out her hand, and gently grabbed Feng Qing's hand holding the silver hairpin, and squinted her eyes as she looked at the hairpin tip that was shining coldly.

"Feng Qing, do you still remember that after you and I came back from the cliff mountain, you said, did I stab your lungs with a hairpin?" Her soft voice sounded before his eyes, and the faint fragrance of her body enveloped the two of them.

Feng Qing felt a wave of panic in his heart.

Ye Feiwan continued: "At that time, I said I didn't have one, but I lied." She smiled, "I really stabbed you, and I used this silver hairpin in your hand!"

After saying that, she stepped forward and hugged the man in front of her.

The woman's petite body is curled up in the man's arms. From a distance, the two actually describe a loving couple who reunited after a long absence.

Feng Qing's body froze, and her heart beat quickly.

But after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, full of horror.

The woman's hand was still tightly clutching his hand holding the silver hairpin, and the hairpin tip had disappeared into her lungs.

Her voice was extremely gentle: "I don't owe you any more."

(End of this chapter)