The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 374 Lunch Together?

The next day, in the morning, a few long-lost rays of light appeared in the sky, piercing through the heavy clouds, and wrapped a layer of warm clothes in the snow all over the city.

When Ye Feiwan woke up, there was no one in the dormitory. If it wasn't for the curtains that were still open on one side and the extra quilt on the side, she would think that Feng Qing's arrival was just a dream.

Last night, Feng Qing hugged her and fell on the bed, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. After a long silence, Feng Qing fell asleep. Right now, she was obviously tired, and it was obvious that she hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Inexplicably thinking of Gao Feng's words "Since two years ago, the emperor has not been able to rest well", unexpectedly...he didn't make any more movements, and just slept in the bed for the whole night.

"Girl, are you awake?" Suyun's voice sounded from outside.

Ye Feiwan suddenly recovered: "Come in." She said hastily.

Suyun walked in with a few maids, carrying copper basins, gargling tea, square towels and many other items, and there was even a slight smile on the corners of her lips. Seeing that Ye Feiwan wanted to go forward to wash his mouth, he hurriedly said : "I'm afraid the girl was tired last night, let's take care of the girl."

Ye Feiwan was puzzled, she didn't wake up until Suyun waited on her to wash up: "Suyun, last night..."

"Your maidservant knows," Su Yun responded to her with a smile, "When the emperor left this morning, he specifically told us that the girl was tired, she should rest well, and asked us not to disturb her."

Ye Feiwan: "..." Not to mention Suyun's words, she herself felt strange.

"I am Feng Qing, nothing happened." She explained helplessly.

Su Yun's face turned pale, but she quickly understood: "In the whole world, there are probably only girls who can call the emperor by his name like this."

Ye Feiwan: "..." After all, I will not say more.

It's just that Feng Qing...how can people be misunderstood like this?

"Is Miss Ye here?" Ye Feiwan was in front of the dressing table, combing her hair in a bun, when Eunuch Li's voice came from outside.

"What's the matter, Eunuch Li?" Suyun hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Eunuch Li stood outside the door and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty wants Miss Ye to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Ye Feiwan frowned: "I don't know if Eunuch Li knows what's going on?"

"Your Majesty invited Miss Ye to lunch."

Ye Feiwan's hand holding the wooden comb froze, Feng Qing invited her to lunch?No matter how you hear this, it is a bit weird.

"Please, Eunuch Li, just say that I am in Jiuhua Palace..."

"The Holy Majesty said, if Miss Ye doesn't go, let the slaves wait at the gate of Jiuhua Hall until Miss Ye goes."

Ye Feiwan frowned, looked at the reflection in the bronze mirror, finally picked up a wooden hairpin, tied up her hair casually, and opened the door: "Let's go." Knowing that she couldn't fight, she became tired even after fighting.

Eunuch Li didn't seem to expect it to be so fast, he was startled: "What?"

"Aren't you going to the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

"Yes, yes!" Eunuch Li responded hastily.

In the dining hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the dishes had already been laid out, Feng Qing had also changed out of her dragon robe, and put on casual clothes, and was sitting in the chief seat looking at her.

There are many palace servants around, Feng Qing is the emperor after all, Ye Feiwan thought about it, and wanted to follow Eunuch Li to bless his body.

But just as she bowed her head slightly, Feng Qing's voice came; "Sit down."

Ye Feiwan was startled, and sat in a corner.

With a slight sound of "pa", Feng Qing put the bamboo chopsticks in his hands on the table, the tiny movement caused the surrounding palace people to kneel down one after another.

Ye Feiwan raised his eyes, looked around in confusion, and then looked at Feng Qing again.The latter stared at the distance between the two: "Ye Feiwan, you can stay farther away from me."

Ye Feiwan gave a hand.

Eunuch Li raised his head tremblingly: "Miss Ye, your bowl and chopsticks are ready over there."

Ye Feiwan followed the direction of Eunuch Li's fingers, and was beside Feng Qing, with the dishes and chopsticks properly placed.She turned her head and glanced at the kneeling palace servants all around, and finally walked closer and sat down hesitantly.

"Let's all go down." Feng Qing finally said.

Ye Feiwan faintly saw a group of people relieved and left in a hurry, but there were only two people left in the huge dining room: "You..."

"What?" Feng Qing asked casually.

"Why do you want me to come here suddenly? In the past... not very good?"

"When will the well water not be violated?" Feng Qing looked at her.

Ye Feiwan just wanted to nod, but fortunately she thought of something, and raised her eyes to look at Feng Qing, the latter's eyes were full of "You dare to answer me and I will never forgive you lightly", and finally stopped moving: "I just think... Your Majesty There are so many things going on every day, I should want to be quieter."

Feng Qing lowered his eyes and glanced at the jade porcelain bowl in front of him. After a long silence, he casually said: "There will be no one in the future, so you don't need to call me the emperor." As if to prove this sentence, he even "Zhen" Didn't say anything.

Ye Feiwan's hand holding the bamboo chopsticks froze, and finally did not respond.

The royal chef in the palace is always good at cooking. Many of the dishes in front of her are full of color, fragrance, but whether intentionally or not, the dishes in front of her are all her favorite dishes.

Picking up a small steak, Ye Feiwan ate quietly, and then noticed the weird silence in front of him.

She raised her eyes and saw Feng Qing looking at her... the small row in her mouth.

"What?" Ye Feiwan was puzzled.

Feng Qing still stared at her: "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah." Ye Feiwan nodded and continued eating.

Feng Qing's face darkened, in the past... she didn't even need him to ask, she was always very attentive to take the food for him, even if the plate was already full.

He also occasionally heard those ministers who were going down to the court get together to talk, and some people in the family were waiting to go back to have dinner together.

Others said it was lively, but now...he and Ye Feiwan were so deserted.

Pursing her thin lips lightly, Feng Qing reached out and picked up a small piece of meat and put it on Ye Fei's dinner plate.

Ye Feiwan paused, raised his eyes and said politely: "Thank you."

It's just... Feng Qing's complexion became even uglier. After a long silence, he squeezed out four words between his teeth: "Reciprocity is a courtesy."

Ye Feiwan was stunned, suddenly realized the meaning of his words, paused for a moment, just picked up the bamboo chopsticks, but stopped when he caught the small chop, unexpectedly caught a piece of fresh and tender sea bass.

Feng Qing raised her eyebrows: "Why not small ribs?" Just now, the food she ate was so delicious.

Ye Feiwan said almost subconsciously: "Don't you like to eat fish?" After speaking, she was taken aback.

Feng Qing was also stunned, looking at the piece of perch on the plate, he was so focused on the sweetness of her food that he even forgot what he liked, after a while, he took a deep look at Ye Feiwan: "Yes. ,I like eating fish."

After saying that, he opened his lips, put the white and tender fish meat into his mouth, and ate it bit by bit, keeping his eyes on the woman in front of him.

Ye Feiwan frowned slightly. Under Feng Qing's gaze, she felt that what Feng Qing ate was not fish, but... her.

The lunch was finally finished in a dead silence, Ye Feiwan finally breathed a sigh of relief, got up and watched the palace servants file into the dining room, looked at Feng Qing and said: "Your Majesty, lunch is over."

Feng Qing's eyelids trembled. Hearing her piercing "Emperor", she was annoyed that she shouldn't have just said "the empress calls him by his first name".

"Well," he responded casually, "follow me to the imperial study."

(End of this chapter)