The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 368 Really want her to remember?
In the meditation room, sandalwood is bursting, the flames of the stove on the side are surging upwards, and the boiling teapot is slowly emitting white smoke.

Ye Feiwan stared at the simple meditation room with a pale face.

She is very familiar with this place.

It was as if...she had been here and lived here before.

"I never thought that I would see you two so soon." The abbot's voice came faintly, not hurriedly.

Ye Feiwan suddenly came back to her senses, she was slightly startled when she met the abbot's gaze.

The old abbot just smiled: "How is Master Ye?"

Ye Feiwan nodded: "Very good, it's just..." She paused, "Abbot, have I been here before and met you?" All of this was like revisiting the old place for her.

The old abbot stroked his white beard, still calm as usual: "So what if you have seen it, so what if you haven't seen it? It will be nothing." He paused, "I wonder if Benefactor Ye has ever seen a young man named Fu Xian ?”

Feng Qing's expression was tense, and he looked at the old abbot with sharp eyes.Back then, the fact that Ye Feiwan almost married Fu Xian was a dagger hanging in his heart. He knew better than anyone else that Ye Feiwan... even if he didn't love Fu Xian, he would soften his heart for Fu Xian!
It's just that the old abbot always looked leisurely, as if he hadn't seen Feng Qing's sharp gaze.

Fu leisure.

When Ye Feiwan heard this name, she was stunned. She hadn't heard anyone mention him for a long time, and he seemed to disappear just like that. Maybe...they will no longer have anything to do with each other in this lifetime.

"I've met a few times." Her voice was very soft.

The old abbot nodded and smiled: "In the future, when Master Ye sees Mr. Fuxian again, please inform him and say that the silver he owes to Qingshan Temple should be returned."

The old abbot's voice was a bit dusty, and even when he mentioned the money of the copper smell, it never made people feel uncomfortable.

Ye Feiwan was full of confusion: "Why did Fuxian owe the abbot silver taels?"

The old abbot smiled and said: "At the beginning, when he came to the temple, he found that Master Ye had already left alone, and demolished the meditation room beside him."

Ye Feiwan was stunned.She left Qingshan Temple...

At that moment, she seemed to see her lying on the bed in the meditation room with injuries all over her body, with a delicate silver hairpin stabbed in her belly, and the blood stains were dazzling red...

That's her.She really came here, and then left with her sick body, without telling anyone.

Fuxian...has he made a big fuss in Qingshan Temple?
"I'm afraid I can't tell Fu Xian about this on behalf of the abbot." Ye Feiwan smiled apologetically.She herself is like a duckweed or a solitary bird, trapped in a cage, how could she still have a chance to see Fu Xian?

When the old abbot listened to her words, he just smiled indifferently.He didn't make a sound, then looked at Feng Qing, "I don't know if the sage is coming?"

Feng Qing looked at him. In the previous life, he was the one who told him that Ye Feiwan was waiting for him, but he couldn't abandon the people of the world.Therefore, he set the world and came looking for Ye Feiwan.

Now, he can see his identity at a glance, and he can even be so calm...

"Benefactor?" Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, the old abbot called again, without any impatience in his words.

Feng Qing came back to her senses, and her thin lips parted lightly: "It's not late, Gao Feng has prepared snacks in the meditation room next door, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, go and eat some first."

Ye Feiwan was startled, glanced at the two, and then realized something, Feng Qing...I'm afraid she has something to say to the old abbot.Without hesitation, she got up and walked towards the door.

There were only two people left in the meditation room, Feng Qing remained silent, and the old abbot was also silent with a compassionate smile on his lips.

I don't know how long.

"The benefactor may speak directly if you have something to say." The old abbot spoke slowly, but the young emperor had extremely strong stamina.

Feng Qing paused, lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment: "At the beginning, when she was seriously injured, was the abbot who took her in?" Although the words were doubtful, his eyes were full of affirmation.

"Yes." The abbot nodded, "Shoulders, ribs, and leg bones are all cracked, and a hairpin is stabbed in the abdomen. It is really rare for such a weak body to survive with one breath." He said, The abbot smiled lightly.

Feng Qing's face suddenly turned pale, as if those wounds were on his body, and after a while he spoke again: "She said, she forgot something..." He said this sentence extremely difficult.

The old abbot finally looked at him with serious eyes: "The benefactor wants Ye benefactor to remember what she has forgotten?"

Feng Qing's Adam's apple tightened, and he met the eyes of the old abbot, his eyes were cold and deep like ice: "Yes."

The old abbot fell silent, he looked at the young emperor in front of him, he was thinking about something, and after a while he said slowly: "Forgetting, it's Benefactor Ye's own choice."

"..." Feng Qing fell silent.He knew that from the very beginning, when he saw her face him calmly, he had guessed it.

Ye Feiwan... In fact, he is so similar to him in his bones, he is extremely paranoid.If she is not willing, who can force her thoughts?

"I want her to remember," he said slowly, with a strong and domineering voice, "everything."

She will remember everything that happened to them, remember how she loved him once, remember those... the memories of past and present lives that only he is still guarding alone.

The old abbot paused for a moment, then got up with a smile, went to the boiling teapot, took the teacup, poured two cups of hot tea, and placed one cup on the wooden table in front of Feng Qing, with a calm voice: "All Miss Ye's memories, and Not nice."

Feng Qing's expression froze.

The old abbot took a sip of tea: "Does His Majesty hope that Miss Ye will remember such a bad memory?"

Feng Qing's face was as pale as paper.

If Ye Feiwan remembers everything, what comes with love is resentment and hatred.

As the abbot in front of him said, her memory is not good, and her bad memories are almost... all brought by him.This...is also why she chose to forget.

If she really remembered, she would never want to see him again, she would just try to leave the palace and stay away from him.

But he...had no reason to keep her.He used too many threats, and he felt ashamed.

"If benefactor Ye is forced to remember, I'm afraid Miss Ye's body will not be able to bear it. Please think about this matter." The old abbot said.

But these, Feng Qing couldn't listen to them, he only fantasized too many times, she remembered how she loved him, but forgot that she was also hurt by his past actions.

How cruel is it that he insisted on awakening her bruised memories?

Feng Qing stood up abruptly, breathing carefully, then walked straight out the door, and walked to the door of the meditation room next door.

"Your Majesty..." Gao Feng bowed in panic because of his sudden appearance.

Feng Qing turned a blind eye and only looked at the woman who was sitting at the wooden table holding a chestnut cake.

She doesn't remember those past events, doesn't suffer from the pain of the past, and... doesn't know how to love him.

And if she remembered those past events, she would remember loving him and hating him, but she would also... suffer.

Feng Qing stepped forward suddenly, with the cloak flying behind him, he stretched out his hand, and the chestnut jelly cake was squeezed in front of him, he didn't care at all, he just hugged her into his arms...

The past, the wind, the wind, the snow and the moon, love and hatred, in the end, he is the only one who remembers it.

(End of this chapter)