90 Days of Spring

Yunjinzhai has an exquisite layout. The corridor outside the book pavilion connects with the moon cave gate. Inside the gate is stubborn bananas and a remote path. From here, you can go straight to the lake pavilion in the backyard, come and go freely.

Miaomiao rushed out of the attic, hiding at the root of the wall and sobbing. She squatted down around her knees, and a pearl of various sizes dropped from her feet, glowing in the sun. She sobbed in a low voice, inaudible, more like a cry for help from a newborn animal cub.

She didn't know why she was so sad, but when she thought of Yang Fu's considerate smile and the sound of "This king will take you back", she couldn't help crying. It was clearly the words she was looking forward to most, but there was no reason to feel sour.

Why can he know what she thinks? He treats her so well, only to make her more greedy.

Simply being kind is no longer enough to satisfy her, she wants more, she wants more special feelings. It was not like this originally, Miaomiao was a little panicked. She was already satisfied with Yang Fu, but now... She wants to monopolize everything about him, want him to like herself, and it is best to like him as much as she likes him.

Miaomiao pressed her chest tightly, it was too stuffy to breathe. Wei Ling was right, this is not suitable for her, she wants to go back to the water.

Seeing the beads all over the floor, she raised her sleeve and wiped the corner of her eyes, choked and picked it up slowly. However, he picked it up so much that he smashed into the mud under her feet, and burned uneven potholes.

She still wanted to cry, and the affection in her chest spread and grew rapidly, as if the vigorous vines filled the corners of her body at a speed she couldn't control. She couldn't control it either, she could only turn into water droplets and flow out of the body. When Cai Biru hit her, she was not sad, only angry, but when Yang Fu came out and looked at her with such serious and gentle eyes, she couldn't stand it anymore.

Only she knew that she wanted to hide in his arms and cry. But no, she endured it abruptly, sore eyes, and finally couldn't hold it back.

Footsteps came from behind, getting closer and closer to the Moon Cave Gate, and Yang Fu's deep and pleasant voice sounded: "Miaomiao?"

Miaomiao was agitated, staring blankly at the pearl beans all over the floor, and then she panicked and picked it up into her sleeve. She was crying too violently just now, and there was no time to pick it up. She bit her pink lips in annoyance...

Seeing that Yang Fu was about to come over, she didn't care about it and said: "Don't come over!"

As the sound fell, the footsteps at the door really stopped. Just separated by a wall, Yang Fu knew she was inside, and the little maid said loudly, with unprecedented seriousness. She has always been soft and cowardly in the impression. She never knew that she still has such a tenacious side. Yang Fuyi said that she did not pass, "You said that you will tell this king if you are bullied in the future? Miaomiao, you are the cause of Biru. The king will make the decision for you."

Miaomiao picked up all the pearls in silence. She leaned her head and rubbed her tears on her shoulders, and complained childishly: "More than this time, she deliberately hit me last time, causing me to spill hot water on my hands and hurt. It’s been several days. And last time, she verbally abused me... The prince is such a broad-minded and kindhearted person, how can the maid underneath be so vicious?"

While scrutinizing the evidence of others' crimes, I didn't forget to praise him too. This little girl would really please him.

Yang Fu looked at the stone wall in front of him, curled his lips and smiled, "Then what do you say?"

To be honest, Miaomiao didn't know, she didn't have any seriousness in her heart, only knew that this person was extremely bad and wanted to teach her a lesson. She thought for a while, "She beat me, and I want to beat me back."

Yang Fulue was surprised, "Just ask for that?"

Miaomiao nodded, "Hmm!"

In her eyes, this method is already very happy. She is kind-hearted and can't think of any malicious ideas for a while. Thinking of Biru's disgusting face, her mood improved a lot, and she eagerly followed Yang Fu.

At this time, Miaomiao was just trying to relieve her anger, without thinking about another aspect at all. Why did Yang Fu help her out? She forcibly broke into Shuge, there was a mistake originally, but instead of blaming herself, he helped her deal with Biru.

Why?

In the courtyard, the two servants on the left and right stood one by one, and with a little force on the maid’s shoulders, she thumped and fell to the ground.

Biru's eyes were red, and his canthus was about to split, staring bitterly at the goose-yellow figure in front of him. She had just learned about the incident from the prince, and her mood changed from shock to annoyance. The prince went so far as to fight for this maid, saying that she had no special feelings, and she did not believe that she was killed.

Why? Both are maids, why can she make the prince treat me differently?

Miaomiao, who was treated differently, walked to Biru step by step. She hadn't slapped anyone before, and she didn't know what posture was most comfortable. She took the captive sleeve and made two gestures seriously. Instead of not paying attention to Biru's hostile gaze, she pursed her lips and smiled. "The prince said that the maid must not be too rampant, and the maid who is too rampant must teach me a lesson. I am obliged to act. Yes, it's no use being angry."

After all, learning Biru raised her left hand, and before she could see the contents of her palm, a slap had already fallen heavily on her face.

Biru was so stunned that she had no time to react. She only felt a sharp pain on her face, not like a normal slap. When she saw what Miaomiao was holding, she was shocked: "In your hand..."

There were blood stains on her face, and the red blood stains slid down her cheeks, looking terribly. Miaomiao never thought that the consequences of this thing would be serious, she had never used it, it was given to her by Yang Fu. She suppressed the surprise in her heart, and she took a step back: "I'm finished, I'm leaving."

The leather strapped in the palm has barbs, which can be directly exposed when photographed. Miaomiao's strength was low, so she only scratched Biru's face, leaving a few deep and shallow blood marks. This is so, it is very serious for the girl's family, if the scar is left, the appearance of this life will be ruined.

Biru's cheeks were bleeding, and she called Miaomiao crazy: "You come back! Bitch, I will never let you go!"

Hearing the words, Miaomiao turned around and stuck out his tongue, and quickly fled back to the attic.

Biru's face was too scary. She sighed with lingering fear, and stood outside the bead curtain and whispered: "Lord."

Yang Fu was probably reading a book, but only after a while did he reply to her: "Is it finished?"

Miaomiao said, "Why didn't you say that the thing hit people so badly? I saw that her face was bleeding, much worse than mine."

After a pause, Yang Fu didn't answer her, but instead asked: "Then are you relieved?"

Miao Miao smiled, eyebrows crescent, "Quiet."

That's not it, Yang Fu said nothing.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Miaomiao still did not leave. He stood behind the curtain and hesitated, before asking uncertainly: "What the prince said in the morning, are you still counting now..."

Yang Fu bent his lips and deliberately asked, "What is it?"

He really forgot!

Miaomiao looked at him disappointedly, with grudges in his eyes. With her hands behind her back, her fingers twisted into a ball, "That's... the prince said that he wants to take me back to Beijing, this sentence..."

But after hearing the pavilion with a soft smile, the wind came slowly, and the jingluo bead curtain dinged, and Yang Fu's soft side face was looming, elegant and elegant, warm and moist. His lips opened and closed, and the sound of gurgling water ran through his ears: "We have been counting, and we will set off the next day. When you go back, remember to pack and salute."

Miaomiao's eyes were bright, and he nodded again and again: "Okay!"

Yun Jinzhai had nothing to order for the time being, so she relaxed and left, listening to Yang Fu's words and began to pack up and salute. She has nothing more than a few clothes and one or two jewelry, and a purse of pearls and jade pendant hidden under the quilt.

After Miaomiao left, Yunjinzhai had not yet returned to calm.

Yang Fu called his servants and ordered a few words quietly. The servant responded and confessed to his companion outside, but Biru heard only a few words. I saw her eyes were red, from the madness to panic just now, she wanted to break free from the shackles of others: "No, the prince can't do this to me..."

It's a pity that no one listened to her resisting, and within a short time a heart-wrenching cry came from the courtyard. After only one sound, the sound seemed to be choked, and there was no more sound.

Yang Fu closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.

He is least fond of self-righteous people, and he can be guessed at any time. Now that he has weaknesses, he naturally can no longer recognize people to do whatever they want.

In the next room, Miaomiao folded a piece of clothes three or five times, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth couldn't hide.

She is going to the capital. I heard that the capital is lively and prosperous. You can meet people from all over the world, and there are many weird things. She held her cheeks and smiled openly. As soon as she slumped into the mattress, she buried her head in the pillow and laughed, "I can go to the capital!"

As soon as Cen Yun entered the room, she heard the words she was talking to herself. First, I was stunned, thinking of the various special treatments the prince had given her, but it made sense. "I'll just say, what's the foolishness of being alone."

Cen Yun walked to the side to light the oil lamp, and saw her smiling face full of smiles, and did not confess: "The prince said he would take me back to the palace of the capital, sister Cen Yun, I am leaving!"

The two of them lived for twenty days at least, and thanks to Cen Yun's care, Miaomiao was able to be handy at the house. She was very grateful to Cen Yun, and she was reluctant to leave now. Thinking that maybe I won't see each other in the future, my nose felt sore, mixed with joy.

Cen Yun screamed and flicked her forehead, "Are you going to cry? My little ancestor, this is a great happy event. If the prince is willing to let you follow, it must be very important to you, you have to argue. I'm angry, I can't be muddled all day long! The palace is no better than other hospitals, and it has more rules than here. When you go there, you have to be careful about everything."

Yanhe thought about it carefully, as if it was really difficult for her, so he resigned and said helplessly: "Come on, you better please the prince first."

Miao Miao nodded, "I will."

What else she wanted to say was interrupted by Cen Yun's next sentence, "Remember Bi Ru who often troubled you? She somehow offended the prince today, her face was ruined and she was scalded by boiling water. His whole body was hurt. I heard that he was lying in the house dying, unable to see anyone."

Miao Miao said, why is it different from what she saw today? She just slapped that slap, and she won't be disfigured... Besides, what's the matter with burns?

Seeing her bewildered, Cen Yun expected to have nothing to do with her, so she waved her hand and gave up: "It is probably what caused the prince to be unhappy. Her person has always been silent, and it will be a matter of time for trouble."

Halfway through, I couldn't help but sighed: "But the prince is really not easy to start this time..."

Miaomiao stayed and sat down on the bed, thinking hard with his chin.

Leaving the day after tomorrow, taking advantage of the last chance, Miaomiao would go to the Huxin Pavilion to see Wei Ling almost every day.

Wei Ling didn't find her annoying, but her words became less and less.

Today, Miaomiao told him what was about to happen, and said in a huff, "I have never seen such an unreasonable person!"

Speaking of Biru's end, she sighed, "Actually, I didn't want to hurt her so miserably, but the prince still punished her severely."

Wei Ling turned into a human body and sat under a tree this time. He was relaxed and relaxed with one leg crossed, but his expression was not relaxed at all. As if chewing Miaomiao's words thousands of times, he couldn't hear the emotions and said, "So, he was the maid who punished specially for you?"

Miao Miao tilted her head and blinked, "That said, it is indeed."

Wei Ling stared at her closely, not knowing what she was thinking about.

It took a long time to walk up to her, spread out the palm of her hand, and quietly lay a piece of white jade in her hand. The center of the jade was hollowed out, and a drop of red blood was flowing in the center, which was strange and beautiful.

"What's this?" Miaomiao said in confusion.

Wei Ling tied a thumb-sized stone around her neck. "This is a blood stone. If you want to talk to me after you arrive in the capital, you can hold this stone and call my name. I can hear it."