The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 348 Don't Let Me Find You
At the side gate of Miyagi, the flames were soaring into the sky, the lights were brightly lit, and the heat from the torches baked the surrounding ice cold into heat waves.The chilling guards stood quietly on both sides, expressionless.

Ye Feiwan stood quietly in the middle of the guards. When he saw Feng Qing and listened to Gao Feng's words, he realized that these people were looking for him.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man who had slowly walked up to her: "Is the emperor looking for something for me?" The understated tone was like a pool of stagnant water, splashing waves.

The redness in Feng Qing's eyes gradually faded, her heavy breathing gradually calmed down, and her gaze was fixed on her all the time.

From the dark of the sky to the dark of the night, I have been looking for a woman for so long, and now she is standing in front of me lightly, so peaceful.

He thought he would get angry, but... he couldn't find even half of the anger, only the emptiness in his heart seemed to be filled up in an instant.

Ever since Gao Feng said "she disappeared and disappeared", his heart has been raised high.

He thought she was gone, and he was willing to let go of all ties and leave his side at all costs.

But he couldn't, didn't dare to give up, but every time he searched for a place, his heart sank, until... he searched all the palaces and cities, and his heart seemed to fall into a dark abyss.

"Decree to dig the palace three feet, and find the person. If you want to meet the person, you will die..." At this point, he stopped talking.

He thought of the two years when she lost the news. There was no news, her life and death were unknown, and she was tortured by nightmares every day. Waiting for him, and sometimes dreaming that... She found a lover, lived a peaceful and stable life, and he would become more panicked and angry.

"I will never allow her to die." Finally, he said hoarsely.

However, the front court, the back palace, every palace, even the most deserted warehouses were not spared.

There was no sign of the woman.

He was in no mood to pay any attention to the palace eunuchs kneeling on the ground in the Jiuhua Palace. He went to the imperial garden, among the vegetation, and in the slush to look for them, but he didn't find any signs except that he was in a state of embarrassment.

He searched for too long, and when he finally found it, his anger disappeared, leaving only waves of panic.

And Ye Feiwan, unexpectedly came back at this time, with a calm face and no expression, and even asked him in his usual voice: What is the emperor looking for me for?

He also calmed down, lowered his eyes, and looked at the light reflected in Ye Feiwan's eyes through the firelight: "Ye Feiwan, you said that I'm crazy." His voice was extremely soft.

Ye Feiwan's complexion changed. At the wedding banquet where she almost married Fu Xian, when he threatened her, she said to him: You are crazy.At that time, Feng Qing could only answer her: Feiwan, this is not crazy enough.

Feng Qing looked at her expression and knew that she remembered it. He smiled with his lips curled up, and the broken hair was blown to his lips by the night wind. You, you don't want to see me really crazy."

Ye Feiwan froze, Feng Qing in front of her was too weird, so weird...just like the underworld flower in the storybook, gorgeous but... extremely dangerous.

She took a step back unconsciously.

Feng Qing noticed her evasion, her smile froze slightly, and she looked down at the distance she deliberately kept from him, her voice murmured and confused: "Why are you afraid of me?" He took half a step towards her, and then smiled He disappeared suddenly, fixed his eyes on her, and said in a tense voice, "Have you been drinking?" The smell of alcohol on her body could not deceive anyone.

Ye Feiwan frowned: "It has nothing to do with you..."

Before she could say the last word, her wrist tightened suddenly. Feng Qing held her and strode towards the Jiuhua Palace. Everyone gave way one after another along the way. Everywhere they passed was guards kneeling and shouting long live Voice.

In the Jiuhua Palace, the palace maids and eunuchs who had already knelt on the ground tremblingly, their faces were pale, waiting for the Holy Wrath to come - after all, Miss Ye disappeared under their noses.

However, when the Holy Majesty really returned, he didn't pay attention to them at all, he just grabbed Ye Feiwan and went straight to the bedroom.

The heavy bedroom door was slammed shut by Feng Qing forcefully.

Also in an instant, Ye Feiwan only felt his shoulders tense, and he was already locked behind the door forcefully, and fell down overwhelmingly with heavy breathing and delicate sandalwood kisses.

Ye Feiwan was startled, and wanted to refuse, but a big hand grabbed both wrists and imprisoned them above his head.

Feng Qing's cold lips took away the sweetness of the red lips in front of her over and over again, with the determination and devotion of a moth to a flame.

The kiss also changed from nibbling at the beginning to gentle licking, stroking the plump red lips of the woman in front of her over and over again.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ye Feiwan pushed him away violently, his lips were red and swollen from the kiss.

Feng Qing was pushed away with her strength, panting, looked at the woman in front of him through the candlelight in the hall, his lips were strangely red: "Let you learn a lesson."

Ye Feiwan frowned: "What?"

"..." Feng Qing stared at her deeply, but did not speak this time.

She forgot, but he couldn't forget.

No matter the past life or the present life, every time the two share the same bed, it is when they are drunk.Even though he didn't want to admit it at the time, Ye Feiwan, who was flushed all over after drinking, looked extremely attractive.

Now she... was actually drunk outside!

"Who brought you out?" Feng Qing asked in a low voice, mixed with some ambiguity in the night.

Ye Feiwan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she lowered her eyes to look at the dirt on the white coat in front of the man in front of her: "I'm going to see my father." She answered irrelevantly.

Feng Qing's face froze.

After returning to the palace for so long, he just wanted her to know that he was her only reliance, but when she said "my father" so plainly, her heart was full of sourness.

In the past, she always said "that's his father too".

"If you want to go, I will..."

"I've already read it," Ye Feiwan interrupted him, squinting his eyes and smiling, "The emperor has a lot of things to do every day, and there are others to accompany him in his spare time. I don't want to disturb the emperor with such a trivial matter of mine."

"What do you mean?" Feng Qing's expression darkened.

"..." Ye Feiwan remained silent.

Feng Qing was annoyed: "Ye Feiwan!"

"Your Majesty wears white, which really matches Miss Qu." Ye Feiwan spoke slowly, with a smile on his lips.

Feng Qing stared at her smile, feeling illusory, as if she would disappear in the next moment, he stretched out his hand in a hurry, he grabbed her shoulder, and the cool body temperature came from his hand, and he barely settled down in his heart.

He paused for a long time, and then said slowly: "I can understand that, are you twisting sour?"

Ye Feiwan's fingertips trembled slightly, and she raised her eyes to look at Feng Qing: "Impossible."

Feng Qing clenched her hands and looked at her for a long time, trying to find any trace of the past, but... there was none.

In the end, his thin lips parted lightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Someone said that I look good in white."

But the person who said this sentence forgot.

(End of this chapter)