90 Days of Spring

After coming out of Rongguangyuan, the weather turned to drizzle, and the spring breeze slanted into the corridor. Miaomiao stretched out her hand, and the soft rain fell on her palm, bringing a cool touch.

The forsythia rose in the courtyard swayed with the wind, and the crystal clear water drops along the petals, then gently smashed into the soil, moisturizing things silently. Miaomiao remembered the Begonia flowers in the backyard. She looked at the figure in front of her and walked two steps quickly: "Master, can I not go to the study?"

Yang Fu stopped, "Why?"

He didn't let other people follow, Leshan Leshui was not beside him, and he only called Miaomiao to the study. At first Miaomiao was very happy, but now she suddenly changed her mind, "I want to go to Haitang Garden. It's windy today, maybe it will blow a lot of flowers and bones."

Yang Fu looked at her, "Let others take care of it, right?"

Miaomiao shook her head, "It was given to me by the prince, how can someone else take care of it!" Moreover, she was not at ease. Although she had only been together for a few days, she had already regarded the crabapple trees in the garden as her possession.

Yang Fu frowned slightly, "Go."

Miao Miao got the order and said happily, "Thank you, Lord", and was about to run away, so he was caught by his wrist: "I didn't have the umbrella, what's the rush?"

Although the rain outside is not heavy, but the recent cold spring, it is still possible to catch wind chill. Yang Fu handed her a double-ring oil umbrella, and Black pupil stared at her for a while, "I'll be back after reading it."

Miaomiao waved her hand and refused, "If I take the umbrella away, what will the prince go to the study?"

He said calmly: "This king will be sent again."

The chilly rain fell on his neck, Miao Miao shrank, and obediently took the umbrella handle from his hand, "The prince treats me very well." When he was not prepared, he stood on his toe and stamped his jaw. With a kiss, smiled like a little mouse stealing oil. She walked hurriedly into the rain, opened her umbrella and walked away briskly.

Yang Fu stood there, smiling helplessly.

There was a drizzle, a lot of petals fell on the ground, and the accumulated water in the courtyard converged into a puddle, slowly flowing towards the courtyard gate. Miaomiao bypassed the slippery and difficult road and came to her favorite crabapple tree. She touched the trunk. Fortunately, she was not blown down by the wind, so she was finally relieved.

Miaomiao tried to raise the umbrella, but he could only block a few branches and leaves, which was of no use. She sighed discouragedly, and suddenly remembered that the trees were meant to absorb rain, and she was confused.

It's very clean here, and no one usually goes there, let alone this time.

Miaomiao likes this tree purely because it has lush flowers and does not need to be taken care of. It is the best growing here. She likes things with strong vitality, and probably can't realize it by herself, so she can only pin it on other things.

The rain dripped along the edge of the umbrella, tending to get bigger and bigger. The muddy water splashed on her embroidered shoes, and she took two steps back annoyedly. Just about to turn around, I suddenly heard a shrill meow behind me. Although it was not clear in the drizzle, she was still caught.

Miaomiao suddenly stiffened and never dared to move again.

The cat yelled twice, and stepped on the muddy water to come to her. It was the snow cup in the other yard. It was wet all over, and its green eyes stared at her, calm and calm.

I don't know where it came from. Miaomiao hasn't seen it again since leaving the hospital. Why did it appear again?

Miaomiao wanted to cry without tears, and slowly backed away, trying to stay away from it. But the cat didn't know where she fell in love with her, so he wanted to follow her, approaching arrogantly.

"You, what are you doing?" Miao Miao's calf was trembling, for fear that it would pounce on the next instant, tearing herself apart and devouring herself.

Although she is a human now, the fear of cats still exists in her bones, and she can't change it. If the prince gets better...it's not right. It is said that Yang Fu is very fond of this cat. If he is allowed to choose before them, maybe he will choose whom... Miaomiao has no confidence in himself.

Just when she was in a trance, the gray cat suddenly called and rushed forward, "Meow--"

Miaomiao yelled in fright, dropped the umbrella handle and turned around and ran away, running side by side and shouting "Don't eat me". If someone sees her, you might laugh at her, how old you are, you are actually afraid of cats!

She didn't hear any movement behind her until she ran a hundred steps away, and she stopped slowly and looked anxiously behind her. Unexpectedly, Xueou didn't catch up at all, but hid under the umbrella she threw away from the rain, licked her paw lazily, and didn't even bother to look at her.

Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear. She knew it was an umbrella, so she just gave it! Why is it so scary?

It was good now, she didn't even know where she was.

Just now running around like a headless fly, she came to the depths of Haitang Garden instead. Miaomiao turned her head, the entrance to the courtyard was in the opposite direction, and the cat was still there, it was impossible for her to go back. Raindrops hit her body one by one, and Miaomiao shuddered with her arms folded. She could only go inside to see if there was any other way.

The Haitang Garden is very deep. She has never been inside before, and she doesn't know there is a cave in here. Going around a brick wall, and walking a few hundred steps forward, there is a locust tree forest. The trees are covered with snow-white locust flowers, and a piece of it falls on the ground. As Miaomiao walked, he felt that this place was remote, like a garden that had been deserted for a long time, no one was left.

Along the way, there were many weird-shaped stones and weeds growing arbitrarily. Miao Miao walked around from the side and continued on. She wondered if she had walked past, and there was no exit at all. Should we go back? Thinking about the grotesque cat, she was still timid.

Sure enough, as she had guessed, there was no road deep in the garden, but a few lush willow trees, and further forward was a pond several feet wide. The water is almost connected to the living spring, although it is unattended, it is still clear. There are white locust petals floating on the water, and the rain ripples round and round, and the underwater fish swim freely, seeming to live quite comfortably.

There was a wall on the other end of the pool, and there was no sound around it. If she hadn't entered by mistake today, maybe no one would come.

Miaomiao was itching to watch. It was several days since she came back from Changyuan. She could only scrub her body every day, which was not happy at all. At the inn that day, after Wei Ling wanted to wait for Wei Ling to wash, she also tried the taste of the tub. Who knew Yang Fu was waiting outside, and finally this plan was gone.

She glanced at her behind, there were lush willow trees and locust trees blocking her, even if people came, she could not be seen, right?

Miaomiao struggled for a long time, but still did not have the temptation to live in the pool at a low level. She turned back by fate and couldn't wash during the day. When everyone was asleep at night, no one would find her.

Thinking about it this way, my mood suddenly became much more relaxed, and even getting wet on my body was not so uncomfortable.

She just walked out of the deserted yard and sneezed hard. Rubbing his nose and moving on, fortunately Xueou had already left and the umbrella was gone.

It is estimated that the passing maid took it away, after all, it is the prince's favorite pet, it is not good to be sick.

Miaomiao went back to the house in time to change her clothes, and went to the study without daring to stay longer.

The study was built next to Rongguang Yard, surrounded by tall and beautiful bamboos, and the bamboo leaves that had only rained were more verdant and refreshing.

Miaomiao was walking down the corridor, and a little maid walked towards him, who had brought tea to Yang Fu, and was walking forward with her head down. The two met and smiled at each other. Miaomiao has been favored recently, as anyone with a discerning eye can see, so most of them are very polite to her.

She pushed open the mullion door, the room was incense and elegant, and around a small glass plaque, Yang Fu was sitting behind the desk with a pen and writing on the book. He has a handsome face on his side, like a fairy sitting on the cloud, with a calm expression, but his writing is like running clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

Miaomiao stood watching silently, embarrassed to interrupt.

After a while, he put the Yanghao pen back into the pen holder, looked up to her, his eyes fell on her half-dry hair, and frowned unhappily, "Didn't I give you an umbrella?"

Fortunately, when she mentions it, she is full of grievances: "It's not the big gray cat raised by the prince." She pouted and stepped forward to complain.

Yang Fu thoughtfully: "Xueou?"

Miaomiao nodded again and again, "That's it!" Yan Fu sneezed, and she explained with tears, "That cat didn't know where it came from, so she had to fight for an umbrella with me, and then I gave it to it. Then it is willing to give up."

Yang Fu couldn't help but chuckle. Although Xue'ou was arrogant, she wouldn't hurt people. How could this little girl be so scared?

He walked into the room, and felt mattresses on the Maitreya couch. I used to work in the study room for eight or nine hours a day. It’s common to rest here. It’s not surprising to have these things.

Yang Fu took the mattress and said to Miaomiao outside: "Come in."

Miao Miao answered, and came to him with a hippie smile, "What do you want from the lord?"

She couldn't help rejoicing at the thought of taking a good bath at night, and the arc of her mouth couldn't hide it.

Yang Fu scowled, hugged her on his lap, and wrapped her tightly with a mattress: "Is still smiling?" It's not worrying.

Miaomiao showed only **** eyes and stared at Yang Fu with a smile, "Is the prince caring about me?"

In fact, she changed her clothes and it was not so cold anymore. Just being held by Yang Fu in her arms, she felt very relieved and wanted to stay here and not leave.

She was so small, she didn’t have much weight even if she was sitting on her lap. Yang Fu wiped the rain on her temples, and when she touched her little hand was cold, he frowned and held her hands in his palms. Go out again."

Miaomiao's heart was warm, staring into his eyes, "Lord."

Yang Fu raised his eyes: "Huh?"

Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and called out again: "Lord!"

Yang Fu patiently responded to her: "What's the matter?"

She was really struggling, she held his arms around his neck lawlessly, and continued to say to his ears: "Wang Ye Wang Ye Wang Ye!"

Yang Fu bent his lips and said, "Making a fool."

Although it was a rebuke, his eyes were soft, and there was no point of blaming, on the contrary, he was a little more spoiled. He fished Miaomiao from his body, met her gleaming eyes, bowed his head and kissed it, tenderly.

Yang Fu stayed in the study all day, he was very free, sitting by the window for a day. Miaomiao was with him by the side. When there were no outsiders, she played a lot of nonsense. She called him from time to time when she was lying on the couch. In fact, there was nothing at all, she just wanted to hear his response.

Yang Fu was very patient. She yelled, and he responded. He was really too troubled by her, and then he said, "Miaomiao is good."

This sentence worked very well, and Miaomiao stopped talking for a moment, and buried two small pink ears in the mattress.

He told her to behave in such a clear and soft voice, she was really gone.

This was the first time they were alone like this, Miao Miao seemed very well-behaved. Although she wanted to do something with him, she still resisted. Until she returned to the human room, she still had no sense of reality. She held her cheek and smirked, and was teased by the tattoo: "Miaomiao, what good things have you encountered?"

Miaomiao smiled and lay on the bedding after washing, "I won't tell you, you will tell the whole house."

This is the truth, Fuwen is a broken mouth, and there is no secret in her mouth, which is well known. So even if they have something, they will never tell her.

Fuwen was boring, and went back to pack her own.

Miaomiao was in the quilt, thinking about Yang Fu's warming her hands, and thinking about it, she began to have fun.

She didn't forget what happened tonight, and after the few people in the room were asleep, she quietly got out of bed, put on her shoes, opened the door and walked towards Haitang Garden. At this moment, all the people in the mansion had stopped, only the Rongguangyuan had a maidservant on duty, and other places were not strictly guarded, so she easily came to the depths of the garden.

The moonlight was bright, and the reflection shimmered on the water. After the rain, the air in the garden was fresh and the water source was so light that Miao Miao was about to move. She took off her clothes three or two times to avoid causing too much movement, she slowly descended from the shore into the water.

After a leisurely swim, he stopped on the shore to rest. Her silver-white fish tail surfaced, and Miaomiao reached out and touched it. It was a long-lost feeling.

In the pool of willow trees, a girl with pink makeup and jade was lying on the shore, with her tail swinging lazily behind her, fearing that waves would spread layer by layer and gradually spread to the other side. Under the misty moonlight, she is white and greasy and wins the snow. It is really water for her skin and flowers for her intestines. It is difficult for the world to have such a stunning beauty.

After washing well, Miaomiao looked up at the moon, and watched as she fell asleep dumbfounded, and then it was almost dawn when she woke up.

There is a green crab shell in the distance, and the sun is rising. She came out of the water, but fortunately she already looked like a little maid, put on the clothes on the shore, and hurried back to the lower room.