90 Days of Spring

Yang Fu's embrace was very spacious and warm, tightly wrapping her, with the breath of the raging tide.

Miaomiao blinked, his mind was dull, and he didn't react for a while.

Did the prince hug her?

His strength was so great that Miaomiao was a little breathless. She whimpered, her mood changed from confusion to joy, and she buried herself in Yang Fu's chest. Is the prince worried about her? She can almost feel his arm trembling slightly. Why is this? Doesn't he dislike her?

Miaomiao couldn't figure it out, and couldn't help but absorb the warmth from him, clinging to his shoulder with a little hand, "Master, you hurt me so much..."

They are standing on the dock, and there are many people around. Fortunately, there are officers and soldiers guarding the outside, and you can't see the situation inside. Even if those officials saw it, they would only smile. There are not many romantic affair with any prince. They may be able to take advantage of this to win the prince's favor and do what they like.

Yang Fu just released her, Wu Tong stared at her small face, "Where did you get hurt? Where were you last night, why can't you find it?"

Miaomiao let out a terrified cry. She hadn't thought of an excuse yet. The worry in his eyes made her ashamed and he couldn't speak.

"I……"

"She was washed to the shore by the river and I brought him here." When she was flustered, Wei Ling's calm voice came from behind.

Only then did Yang Fu pay attention to this person. He was wearing the same clothes as Miaomiao. Although the cloth was crude, he was very handsome, neither humble nor overbearing.

Miaomiao nodded repeatedly, "Yes."

Just now he ran eagerly. Miaomiao almost forgot about Wei Ling's existence. He didn't talk to her along the way. Miaomiao thought he was in a bad mood. Now she helped herself out as soon as she spoke, and Miaomiao was extremely grateful.

Yang Fu looked at him, "This one is?"

Miaomiao blurted out: "His name is Lin Wei, my friend..."

Miaomiao mentioned his name to Yang Fu before, but he was anxious for a while and he made up a name casually.

"Savior." Wei Ling's eyes floated and she smiled, "I saved her on the shore."

He briefly and concisely explained the two people's experiences along the way, which happened to explain why Miaomiao survived and how he disappeared all night. Miaomiao listened in confusion, and almost believed it to be true.

So, Yang Fu said politely: "Thank you for your help. Miaomiao has caused you trouble."

"Nothing." Wei Ling looked at the little girl who was shrinking next to Yang Fu, "It just so happens that I want to go to the capital too, but I'll drop by."

Miaomiao winked at him all the time, beckoning him not to tell what they knew, how could Wei Ling not see it. She didn't want Yang Fu to know, but to avoid suspicion, she still had some brains when she couldn't think of the critical moment. Wei Ling sneered in her heart, followed her heart and said, she really breathed out.

Miaomiao said, "In this case, let's go to the capital together!"

Yang Fu looked down at her, "The boat has gone, so I can only take a carriage."

The county magistrate on the side was very eye-catching. Hearing the sound, he hurriedly ordered people to prepare for the car. "You don't need to worry, the next official has already arranged the arrangements for you." After that, he smiled and lowered his eyebrows.

Even the county magistrate said so, Miaomiao looked at Yang Fu eagerly, just waiting for him to nod.

Yang Fu bent his lips and patted her head, "It's too late now, I can only wait for tomorrow to leave."

It's not far from the capital here, and it will be there in three or two hours. However, it was late and it was inconvenient to hurry, so I had to stay overnight here. The county magistrate was cautious to the extreme for fear that the four kings would be dissatisfied. He asked Yang Fu and his party to move to the mansion, "The humble house is simple and simple, please condescend the prince, and feel wronged here for the night."

The county magistrates and government committees are not simple, they are magnificent compared with the houses of common people.

Yang Fu smiled, but didn't reveal it.

The county magistrate asked them to set up a room for them, and Yang Fu lived in the wing room of the East Kuayuan, which was a place to entertain guests. Miaomiao is a maid and should be settled elsewhere. The county magistrate said, "This girl..."

Yang Fu said lightly: "She lives with me."

Not only the county magistrate, but Miaomiao opened her mouth in astonishment, "What..."

The county magistrate regained his consciousness and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's because the officials are dull."

Leshan and Leshui followed closely. They don't need to speak at this time, they just need to follow silently. Wei Ling, who had been silent for a long time, raised her eyes and looked forward, "Is it not appropriate to live in the same room alone?"

Yang Fu didn't say much, and ordered: "In addition, please call in a doctor as soon as possible."

He looked at Miaomiao, his eyes a little helpless, "You are hot, didn't you notice it?"

When he mentioned it, Miao Miao touched her forehead in a daze, as if it was warmer than usual, and her body was still chilling. She still regarded it as the reason for the rush and didn't take it to heart. So, could it be that she was sick?

There were a lot of maids standing in and out of the wing. They were all called by the county magistrate to wait on them. Yang Fu frowned, "You don't need so many people, just go out."

The four kings are heroic, elegant and gentle, which naturally attracts the attention of many maids. Several of them looked reluctantly when they left, envious of Miao Miao sitting on the bed.

The doctor had already diagnosed it, but was infected with a mild wind-chill, and it was not possible. After two days of recuperation, he recovered.

Miaomiao was fidgeting, and when the doctor left, she stepped on her footsteps and put on her shoes and socks, "I can't live with the prince, I, I will... live with Wei and Lin Wei..."

In the past, the two lived together at the bottom of the lake. She didn't realize how inappropriate this sentence was. She only heard Yang Fu asked thoughtfully: "Have you lived together?"

Miao Miao suddenly stopped, only to realize that he had made a big mistake, and looked to the side in horror.

Yang Fu sat beside her, looking at her motionlessly.

Miaomiao shook his head and explained in a frantic manner: "No, no... after I was rescued by him, I borrowed and lived in a mountain village for one night. We...not counted as living together..."

No matter how you listen to the last sentence, there is a bit of an overwhelming taste.

The room was silent and no one answered.

Miaomiao was even more nervous, thinking that he had discovered a flaw, so she held her breath and did not dare to gasp. Through the screen, you can see the people walking outside. It is the maidservant who prepares hot water for the prince, and the maidservant who adds tea, pours water, and changes clothes. It can be described as caring.

If it hadn't been for the medicine girl who came in to break the silence, Miaomiao really didn't know what to do.

Her mind was disturbed, and she drank the concoction clean with a few sips, frowning in pain, and begging the maid for some preserves.

"Thank you." The maid had already prepared, she bit a vaguely authentic.

Yang Fu took a look, raised his hand to wipe the dark brown concoction at the corner of her mouth, "You have a good relationship with him?"

Miaomiao was deeply involved in the play and nodded happily, "Of course, he saved my life!"

As soon as she raised her head, she was sucked into Yang Fu's deep eyes. Yang Fu stopped talking, got up and walked outside, "You stay here to rest, and this king will live next door."

Miaomiao looked at his back without knowing it, feeling a little lost.

One night later, they set off for the capital.

The county magistrate only prepared a carriage, and Leshan and Leshui hurried ahead. The carriage was spacious enough to accommodate Yang Fu and Miaomiao. There is a brocade mattress in it, and a few plates of exquisite desserts are placed on the Zhuzi Luotian small table. The exterior of the car is luxurious and exquisite, which shows a lot of thought.

Miaomiao stepped on the footstool and looked back at the person a few steps away: "Wei..." She paused and changed her words: "Lin Wei, how did you get there?"

Wei Ling smiled, "There are more ways to get to the capital from here, so don't worry."

Hearing the words, Miaomiao looked into the car eagerly, and tentatively asked Yang Fu: "Master, the car is so empty...Is it too boring to sit on the two of us?"

Yang Fu's tone did not fluctuate: "This king doesn't think so."

After that, Miaomiao had nothing to say, but she still stood motionless outside the carriage. Yang Fu looked up, the little maid showed sorrow, and pleaded softly, "Master, let Lin Wei go with us? He saved me yesterday, and I don't want to leave him here alone."

Yang Fu laughed. He had never seen a maid who dared to bargain with him, "Miaomiao, are you the prince, or am I?"

Miaomiao answered quickly: "Of course you are."

"Then should you listen to this king?"

She nodded: "Listen."

Yang Fu squinted, "Get in the car."

Well, it seems that the prince does not like to ride with others. Miaomiao stuck out his tongue at Wei Ling, and told him to go to the capital by himself, and don't get lost on the road, and then slowly moved into the carriage. She should know that Yang Fu used to travel alone in a car, and then she was especially asked to ride with her.

Miaomiao thought about it seriously, as if something was about to come out, she tried to think about it, but couldn't catch any clues.

Che Yu set off, always looking far away as the county magistrate saw him off.

Wei Ling watched for a while, then turned and left.

After drinking the medicine last night, Miao Miao's mental energy was much better when she woke up early in the morning, and she was alive and well, not at all the same as she was yesterday.

It's a pity that Yang Fu didn't say a word. He closed his eyes and leaned on the pillow. Perhaps he hadn't rested well in the past two days, and there was a faint blue circle under his eyes. Miaomiao couldn't bother him to rest, so she sat on the couch and watched the scenery outside. The snack on the table was half into her stomach. She licked the cake crumbs on her fingertips, turned her head and was about to grab another piece of jade belt cake, and met Yang Fu's opened eyes. After a sudden pause, she silently retracted her hand, "Master, you are awake."

Yang Fu didn't know how long he was waking up, he faintly retracted his gaze, and looked at Xiaoji: "I have eaten a lot, it seems that my body is fine."

These words were clearly used to tease her. Miao Miao squeezed the spring in shame and defended herself: "Sister Cen Yun said that I was too skinny before and I want to gain weight."

After these twenty days of careful conditioning, the little girl’s face faded away from the initial waxy yellow and became white and shiny, and her face was no longer yellow and thin. She looked soft and made people want to pinch her tender cheeks. Not only that, but she also lengthened a lot, and finally looked like a fifteen-year-old girl should have. She was born beautiful, with a pair of squishy eyes, her eyelashes trembling, charming and lovely.

Yang Fu seemed to be thinking, Wu Tong was unfathomable, looking straight at her. He just woke up like this, seeing Miaomiao with a guilty conscience, "Does the prince think I eat too much?"

Where and where, Yang Fu smiled, "There are some."

Miaomiao put the jade ribbon cake back on the table, holding back her reluctance: "Then I won't eat it."

She was quiet, remembering what happened yesterday, and rubbed her neck with lingering fears, "Last night...what did the prince handle later?"

Yang Fu didn't want to talk about this topic, "Biru has already dealt with it and will not threaten your life in the future. Don't worry."

Miao Miao Nuinuo said, thinking that he was going into the water for himself last night, and wanted to ask him, but he couldn't find the opportunity to speak.

The carriage went all the way to the capital, unimpeded. The gate of the city was guarded by officers and soldiers. Many people came in and out. Before they entered the city, they could hear the booming and bustling sound inside. Until entering the city, Miao Miao was extremely rare, opened the curtain and looked around, wishing to capture the entire street.

There are people coming and going on the street, and there are various small stalls on the roadside, selling all kinds of things, and a dazzling array of things. It was the first time that she saw so many people, poked her head and looked out, ready to move, and wanted to get out of the car immediately.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of someone riding a horse slowly not far away. She turned her head and looked at it, and it was Wei Ling who was walking behind her horse.

Miaomiao was overjoyed and called him through the crowd. Wei Ling looked at Xunsheng, squeezing the reins and drove her horse closer.

There is a constant flow of people on the street, half a street between them, it is not easy to come over. Wei Ling is not good at driving horses. This Miaomiao knows. At this moment, he is frowning and walking not smoothly at all.

Miaomiao didn't want to embarrass him, got up to get out of the car, but was called by Yang Fu, "Where to go?"

She confessed honestly: "Go and help him, he will have an accident."

Without waiting for Yang Fu to reply, he hurried to get out of the car after hitting the curtain. Suddenly his wrist tightened and Yang Fu was brought back into the car. A low voice rang above his head, "Miaomiao, men and women are different. Go too close."

The two clung to each other, and Miaomiao's heart thumped, and a thought broke through the soil and took root in her mind.

She finally remembered what was going on, "Master, why do you care about me so much? Didn't you say that you don't like me?"

She raised her head and looked directly into Yang Fu's eyes. There were thousands of stars in these eyes, which were dazzling.

Yang Fu was slightly startled.