The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 323 Brother and Sister Compatibility
The huge imperial palace stands majestically, with red walls and blue tiles standing tall. It should be the most prosperous palace city, but it is full of loneliness.

Ye Feiwan sat on the palanquin and walked in the palace, feeling more and more heavy in his heart.

The sedan chair finally stopped at the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Countless palace people stood at the gate of the palace, saw Feng Qing approaching, knelt down on the ground, and shouted: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live——"

Ye Feiwan stared blankly at Feng Qing who had stepped off the sedan chair and was being bowed down by the palace servants, only then did he realize that he was really a born emperor.

Feng Qing also seemed to notice that she hadn't gotten out of the sedan chair. Looking back, he frowned slightly. After a while, he walked up to her sedan chair and grabbed her wrist: "Follow me." His voice was tense and powerful. Huge, as if worried that she would disappear out of thin air.

"emperor……"

"emperor……"

Wherever he passed, there were all the sincere and fearful voices of the palace people bowing to the ground.But Rong Mo never said a word.

There was only one person, kneeling at the gate of the palace, looking up at her: "Your majesty, miss..." His voice was choked with sobs.

Peony.

Ye Feiwan's footsteps gradually stopped. She looked at Shao Yao, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

It turned out that there are still people in this capital who miss her and remember her.

She is actually... very afraid of being alone, especially in this huge capital city, in Feng Qing's territory, if she doesn't even have a person of her own, it's too pitiful.

Ben's grip on her wrist loosened.

Ye Feiwan was startled, and looked towards Feng Qing.

The latter did not look at her, and walked towards the hall alone, only a cold voice came: "Time for a cup of tea."

Ye Feiwan was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably understood what Feng Qing meant.

She stepped forward and helped Shao Yao up: "Don't kneel down on me, now that the Ye Mansion is gone, why are you kneeling down on me?"

"Miss is always Miss..." Shaoyao still wanted to say something, but her voice was filled with tears, she grabbed her arm, "Miss, where have you been? Why have you been away for so long, Shaoyao is worried about you... "After speaking, the words were out of tune.

Ye Feiwan opened her mouth: "I..." But she didn't know what to say, "I just went around for a while." She whispered.

"Miss's hand..." Shaoyao was very careful, she took her hand and looked at the scars on it, "Miss's hand before, very nice..." she murmured.

Ye Feiwan smiled: "I'm alone, I have to take care of some things by myself, and I can't bother others anymore."

"Will Miss still leave?"

"..." This time, Ye Feiwan didn't respond, but asked instead, "What about you? How are you doing now?"

Shaoyao saw her evasion, and didn't ask any more questions: "I'm engaged to Gao Feng, just...waiting for Miss to come back..." Her eye circles became even redder.

"Silly Shaoyao, if I don't come back, you still plan to never marry for the rest of your life?"

Shao Yao nodded: "Shao Yao will always be waiting for Miss."

Ye Feiwan's hand holding Shaoyao trembled, and she gave a relieved smile: "Gao Feng is real, I can rest assured if you marry him..."

"What about Miss?" Shao Yao interrupted her.

"what?"

"Miss and... the Emperor..." Shao Yao's voice hesitated for a moment.

She thought of the time when the emperor brought the corpse into the palace and guarded the coffin for three whole days.

But at this moment, she felt that the young lady was different from before. Today's young lady is not only not as moved as before when she mentions the emperor, but even... very calm.

When Ye Feiwan heard this, his smile faded.

Fortunately, at this moment, the servant came out with a shrill voice: "Miss Ye, the emperor said that the time has come, and I will let you in."

Ye Feiwan nodded, and patted the back of Shaoyao's hand: "I'll go first." After saying that, he had already walked into the hall.

She didn't know how to respond to Shao Yao, and she didn't even think about her relationship with Feng Qing.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation is very large, and it has been the emperor's bedroom since ancient times.The inside is very luxurious, with red sandalwood beams, the floor is covered with velvet blankets that were paid tribute from the Western Regions, and a huge moon bead hangs on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining like a bright moon.

The two finally stood at the door of the bedroom.

"The emperor is waiting for you inside." The servant whispered.

Ye Feiwan pushed the door open and entered. The late autumn weather is always a bit chilly, but the bedroom is filled with sandalwood and warmth.

Feng Qing had already changed out of his previous clothes, and the new clothes were still Shengxue's white clothes. He was standing in front of the window with his back to her, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he never looked back.

"Are you looking for me?" It was Ye Feiwan who spoke first.

Feng Qing paused, turned around for a long time, his eyes swept across her cheeks, and then fell on her hands.

Whether in Fengyang City or on the carriage all the way back to Beijing, she said very little to him, she always trapped herself in her own world, and always hid her hands under her wide sleeves.

If he hadn't heard Shao Yao's words just now, he still didn't know that the fingers of the daughter of the daughter had so many scars now.

Sensing his gaze, Ye Feiwan shrank her fingers and hid them in her sleeves again. She pursed her lips and said, "I have something to tell you." She thought about these words for a long time.

Feng Qing finally looked away and looked at her: "I have ordered someone to bring the suitcase here, so you can change and wash it."

"Move here?" Ye Feiwan frowned.

No matter how stupid she is, she still knows that the Hall of Mental Cultivation is the residence of the emperor alone, and even the empress is not qualified to live here.

Feng Qing ignored her question: "You just said, what do you have to say to me?"

Ye Feiwan paused, finally pursed his lips, and said slowly, "I can vaguely remember what you said in the carriage."

Feng Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, and he said in the carriage...she loves him.

"Really?" Even though there was a huge wave in his heart, he still said indifferently, "You just said this?"

"No." Ye Feiwan shook his head, thinking for a moment, "Feng Qing, I thought about it carefully. Once, when I chased you all over the city, I really liked you."

Feng Qing's face was slightly relaxed, it seemed that this was the rare time when she called him "Feng Qing" since the reunion.

I can't help thinking about those days, the way she galloped past him, stopped in front of him, and raised her eyebrows and smiled at him; the way she shyly dared not look at him and said "Miss Ben loves you" is unforgettable in past and present lives.

Thinking about it now, it was actually the only beautiful moment in his life when he was not entangled with power and interests.

"But Feng Qing," Ye Feiwan continued, "No matter how deep the friendship was when we were young, it will eventually fade away." Her expression was really calm, "If we continue like this, I'm afraid we will end up seeing each other again. The point of being disgusted by both..."

Feng Qing took a tight breath, and her face suddenly turned pale: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Ye Feiwan paused: "I have long forgotten the past feelings. But I remember, Feng Qing, you probably don't like me, but you took me here, so," Speaking of this, She lowered her eyes slightly, "If you don't dislike it, we will continue as you said before. I will call you brother. I think this is the most suitable relationship between you and me."

(End of this chapter)