The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 329 She Fears Him

Civil and military officials fell silent again.

In the past, the matter of the Holy Majesty accepting concubines was mentioned, the Holy Majesty's face was gloomy and expressionless, but now he finally let go, and just now he was interested in listening to the ministers discussing which daughter was the best, but now, why is he angry again?

"Your Majesty?" the minister whispered.

Feng Qing suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the great god with cold eyes, and then turned to Ye Feiwan: "Naturally, I have to make up my own mind for such a lifelong event," he said word by word, "What does Feiwan think? "

Ye Feiwan met his gaze, and looked at the bright yellow ribbon in her hair with different dignity, but there was no warmth in her eyes, and then she lowered her eyes and said calmly: "I have no objection..." .

After all, she couldn't say the last two words, and was interrupted by Feng Qing, her voice was full of annoyance: "Miss Fu Ye, go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to rest!"

The servant trembled, hurried forward respectfully, and walked up to Ye Feiwan: "Miss, we will take you home."

Ye Feiwan nodded: "Okay." Without saying much, he followed the waiter and left slowly.

Feng Qing stared at her back, her night skirt meandering on the ground, her waist like a willow, she walked out of the Shangqing Palace step by step.

After her figure completely disappeared from his field of vision, Feng Qing looked down at the minister kneeling on the ground: "Everyone back down first." The sound was silent, but it was frightening.

The minister froze, hesitated for a moment, looked at each other and finally turned and walked towards the door.

Not long after, only Feng Qing was left in the huge Shangqing Hall.

He was still sitting on the dragon chair with his brows tightly furrowed.

Ye Feiwan...she clearly remembered how she chased after him back then, and even knew Liu Ruyan, but...when she faced him, her eyes were no longer as bright as before.

Whether it is said that she is just a "sister with a foreign surname" or that she wants to accept a concubine, she has no reaction.

A burst of irritability suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

In front of him, footsteps came: "Your Majesty, Miss Ye has returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation." It was the servant who had just left and returned.

"En." Feng Qing responded casually.

He didn't speak, and the servants didn't dare to make a sound, they stood in front of the hall and didn't dare to move.

a long time.

"How is she feeling?" Feng Qing finally made a sound, asking stiffly.

The servant was stunned for a moment, confused at first, then came to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Miss Ye is in a very good mood. Your Majesty need not worry. After returning to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Miss Ye ate a lot of snacks, and the imperial dining room also made it..."

A loud "pop" interrupted the servant's words.

"Your Majesty, spare me!" The servant hurriedly knelt on the ground, his body trembling slightly. He thought...the Emperor would like to see Miss Ye well.

But why, hearing that Miss Ye is in a good mood, the emperor seems... very unhappy?
"You said she was in a good mood?" Feng Qing asked slowly.

I heard that he was in a good mood to accept the concubine, or that he finally admitted the two of them as "brother and sister"?Even... because those ministers proposed to choose a good son-in-law for her?
"Yes... no," the servant's voice trembled, "Miss Ye just... said that the chestnut jelly cake is very delicious and makes people feel happy."

Feng Qing pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, then got up and strode towards the door, the dragon robe on his body fluttering with his movements, causing gusts of wind.

……

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Ye Feiwan was having breakfast.

Woke up early this morning, changed clothes, washed, applied makeup, had never eaten breakfast, was already hungry, and because Feng Qing recognized the identity of "brother and sister" in front of everyone, he felt relieved, seeing the breakfast with various patterns, Move your index finger immediately.

"Miss, do you want to wait for the emperor..." Shaoyao asked softly at the side, always feeling...Miss is sitting alone in the big dining room, lonely, but this place is the Hall of Mental Cultivation after all, even though she has repeatedly said, They also dare not sit down.

"No need," Ye Feiwan smiled, "In the past two years, I have eaten like this alone."

These words were also true, and besides, Feng Qing was sitting beside her, she might not be able to eat anymore.

When Feng Qing came, what she heard was her understatement.He paused and looked at the woman who was eating alone in the dining room.

She had already changed out of this morning's fine clothes, and she was wearing a white gauze dress, sitting in the thin light, like morning mist, which always gave him a sense of emptiness.

In fact... he was alone, alone.

"Your Majesty." The court lady's sharp eyes saw the person kneeling in a hurry to salute, which shocked everyone in the dining hall to kneel down one after another, "See Your Majesty."

Ye Feiwan's hand holding the bamboo chopsticks froze, thinking whether he should kneel down, but Feng Qing had already waved: "Everyone get up." After saying that, he was already sitting opposite her very naturally.

Ye Feiwan hesitated for a moment, thought for a while and finally got up: "See Your Majesty."

Feng Qing lowered her eyes, her face was tense, and she didn't say a word.

Ye Feiwan paused: "Brother..."

"Don't dare to call me 'brother' again, Ye Feiwan, I have plenty of ways to shut your mouth." Feng Qing suddenly raised her eyes and stared at her closely.

Ye Feiwan frowned. It was clear that he said this in front of all civil and military officials, but in the end he did not refute it. Seeing that Feng Qing was silent, he wanted to leave his seat.

"Sit." Feng Qing interrupted her movement.

Ye Feiwan froze.

Feng Qing didn't even raise her head: "If you don't sit down, they will all kneel at the door."

Ye Feiwan finally sat down.

The delicious food on the table, as well as the good tea on the side, seemed to have lost their flavor. Ye Feiwan didn't enjoy using it to his heart's content. On the contrary... it tasted like wax, except for the occasional collision of bowls, chopsticks and spoons, making slight noises.

Feng Qing stared fixedly at the dishes in front of him, his eyes could not help but feel a little dazed.

It's been a long time since he and Ye Feiwan had dinner face to face.It's just... In the past, she was always looking for something to say, but now she didn't say a word.

"I heard that after you came out of the Shangqing Palace, you were in a good mood?" In the end, Feng Qing was the first to break the silence.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She naturally knew that this Hall of Mental Cultivation was owned by Feng Qing, and that everything she did could not escape Feng Qing's eyes: "It's okay." She whispered.

"Why?" Feng Qing asked back.

Ye Feiwan was puzzled: "What?"

Feng Qing looked at her, suddenly frustrated in his heart: "...it's okay." But after the silence, he was finally unwilling in his heart, "What do you think about Zhen accepting the concubine?"

"As long as the emperor is happy."

"Crack", the spoon in Feng Qing's hand contained a jade porcelain bowl, and there was a lot of movement, but he was still calm, "Then Zhang Aiqing proposed to choose a good son-in-law for you?" This time, all the movements in his hands stopped.

Ye Feiwan paused slightly: "With my current status, I don't want to be a good son-in-law anymore. If I meet someone I don't dislike..."

"You're married now?" Feng Qing interrupted her, slamming every word.

"Hmm..." Ye Feiwan nodded, but felt a chill in front of her body. She raised her head and met Shang Fengqing's sinister gaze, "If the emperor doesn't want to..."

"Why don't I want to?" Feng Qing looked sideways and ordered, as if his tail had been stepped on, "Gao Feng, pass on the order and tell me what happened this morning, and I complied."

Gao Feng hesitated for a moment, but after all, the sacred order was hard to disobey, so he turned and left silently.

Ye Feiwan continued to eat without changing his face.

Feng Qing's face became even more ugly: "You have worn your wedding dress several times, I'm afraid no one will marry you by then."

Ye Feiwan paused the hand holding the spoon, then raised her head to look at Feng Qing with extremely serious eyes, and paused every word: "So, I won't wear a wedding dress anymore."

(End of this chapter)