The princess thinks and leaves every day

Chapter 50
It was getting late, and the night was getting dark.

Ye Feiwan quietly looked at the woman in the bronze mirror, she didn't apply too much makeup, but her lips were a bit redder, and she looked much better, wearing a purple skirt, showing a bit of momentum .

She squinted her eyes and sighed softly in her heart. With her mentality of two lifetimes, it was really difficult to pretend to be a domineering little girl.

but……

"Shaoyao, let's go." She got up anyway, feeling eager to try in her heart.

Shao Yao followed behind Ye Feiwan with a serious expression. As far as she was concerned, the lady finally knew how to act like a princess. Nanmei came to pay her respects today, but it was hard to guarantee that she would suddenly enter the mansion in a few days.

"Princess?" Turning to the front hall, at the door of the study, Gao Feng was guarding there, seeing Ye Feiwan, Gao Feng couldn't hide his surprise.

This is the first time that the princess came to the study.

"Hush—" Ye Feiwan gestured to him for "silence", turned his head and glanced into the study, only to see the faint yellow candle flames reflected on the window, looking at him warmly.

She narrowed her eyes.

"Princess, the prince is reading a book, it may be inconvenient at this moment..."

"Are you reading a book, or are you accompanying the beauty?" Ye Feiwan asked casually.

"..." Gao Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Miss Nanmei was indeed inside. Although they all couldn't understand why the lord suddenly let Nanmei accompany him these days, but now that the concubine is here, the embarrassment is always They are subordinates.

"You just wait on the side." Ye Feiwan glanced at the corner, "Whatever happens, I will blame it on me."

After finishing speaking, she walked towards the study, Shao Yao hurriedly followed.

"Shaoyao waited with Guard Gao." Ye Feiwan turned his head.

Peony: "..."

Ye Feiwan had already walked to the door of the study, thought for a moment, and gently opened the door.

The two people behind the desk probably thought they were servants who came to deliver tea, and they didn't raise their heads.

Ye Feiwan walked into the study room and closed the door without a sound. He was about to move forward, but when he saw the pair of figures behind the desk, he paused and did not move forward.

Later, she simply leaned against the door and looked at the two figures in the candlelight.

Beside the desk, the two candles were much brighter than the one at the door, and because of this, she could see every move of the two of them so clearly.

The woman was still wearing the red yarn woven skirt in the daytime, but her face was more beautiful than in the daytime. She stood beside the desk and behind the man, looking like a tender and beautiful woman, rubbing the ink gently with one hand.

And Feng Qing...

Ye Feiwan squinted his eyes. He was wearing a white robe, sitting behind the desk, his brows were clear and shallow, holding an ancient book in his hand, and he looked at it carefully with lowered eyes. His pair of phoenix eyes were rare at this moment. Expensive and a bit cold.

One has focused eyebrows and works at the desk, and the other is gentle and beautiful, with red sleeves adding fragrance.

Unable to tell what was going on in her heart, Ye Feiwan only felt a dead silence in her heart, and there was no movement at all.

She suddenly thought that in her previous life, in order to stay by his side, to be able to accompany him in the study, she had put in so much effort and courted him for a long time.

He finally agreed, and she beamed.

But... She wanted to experience the deep love between husband and wife who "gives fragrance to his red sleeves", but he refused to let her.

She wanted to rub the ink for him, and he looked at her with a frown, and said, "Ye Feiwan, can you stay away from me?"

She stared blankly and stood where she was.

But he has already withdrawn his eyes, looking at the book in front of him: "I don't need you to grind ink, and I don't like you to be too close to me."

When he said this, he didn't even want to look at her, leaving her alone by the desk.Later, after all, he was wronged and ran out in a rage.

But he didn't stay, and he didn't open his mouth to show his favor. In the end, she was still the one who came back disheartened.

It's just... After that, she never rubbed ink for him again. She sat on the wooden couch five steps away from him, reading her script.Once, when he was holding a brush to review a memorial, the ink in the inkstone was dry, and the ink stone was standing aside, and he didn't move, looking at her.

She raised her head, glanced at the inkstone, and called Gao Feng.

His complexion was still ugly, but it was much better than the irritability when she approached, and she finally knew that...anyone can do it, but she can't.

The current Nanmei only confirmed her guess even more.

The memories came to an abrupt end, Ye Feiwan frowned slightly, then chuckled softly: "Pfft..."

With her smile, the two people who had been peaceful for a long time in front of them also stopped their movements. Feng Qing raised his eyes, and the moment he saw her, his brows frowned slightly. "I've seen the princess." She looked like she was frightened.

Ye Feiwan didn't even look at her, she went directly to the desk and looked at Feng Qing: "My lord." The voice said in a thousand times.

"Today, Nanmei went to your place?" Feng Qing said lightly.

"Yes," Ye Feiwan lowered his eyes, resentful.

"I heard that you made things difficult for her?" Feng Qing continued to ask.

"Yes," Ye Feiwan still admitted generously.

"Why?"

"The concubine looks at her..." Ye Feiwan raised his eyes, and quickly glanced at the lovely and pitiful Nan Mei, the resentment just now disappeared, his eyebrows stretched, and his voice was bright, "...is not pleasing to the eye." What he said was aboveboard.

Feng Qing frowned, and put down the ancient book in his hand: "Huh?"

"My lord, the concubine came here today to ask the lord about something." After finishing speaking, before Feng Qing asked, she pointed at Nan Mei, "I also ask the lord to drive this person out of the palace."

After the words were finished, even Nanmei seemed to have never thought that she would speak so bluntly, her delicate body trembled, her little face was pale, and I felt pity, "My lord..." Jiao Didi called out, her eyes full of gazes. Feng Qing.

Unexpectedly, with her back turned to her, Feng Qing raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why?"

"I don't like her," Ye Feiwan chuckled, "It's just a dancing girl who actually calls me 'sister'. Why doesn't she take a look at her own identity and try to climb a high branch?" The words are really arrogant and domineering.

"..." Feng Qing narrowed her eyes, but didn't say a word.

"Also..." Ye Feiwan approached Feng Qing slowly, "How can I tolerate my husband-in-law with other women?"

Speaking of this, the teasing in her eyes was a little less: "What I want is the ultimate one, a couple for life, my lord, you and I have never..." He Li.

She didn't say the last three words, but only mouthed them.

Feng Qing is so smart, when she opened her mouth, she knew what she meant, and her face suddenly darkened.

According to her intentions, the "a couple for a lifetime" in her mouth is clearly not talking about him, but...another person!
"Princess..." Feng Qing didn't speak for a long time, but instead, Nanmei frowned, "It's a woman's duty to share her husband's worries, and what the concubine said is really a crime of seven crimes..."

"Share your husband's worries?" Ye Feiwan said impatiently, "Who is Miss Nan's husband? Who will Miss Nan help?"

After speaking, Nan Mei was speechless.

Ye Feiwan still continued: "Besides, I am the eldest daughter of the richest man in Jin Dynasty, Miss Nan, what are you?"

(End of this chapter)