90 Days of Spring

"Show it to this king."

Yang Chen stood in front, reaching out his hand to her, not holding his beak.

Miaomiao didn't know how precious this thing was, and she didn't know that with her status as a little maid, it was impossible to own it. The only thing she knew was that this was the only object that contacted her and Wei Ling. Without it, she would never know where Wei Ling was.

Yi Miaomiao subconsciously hid it behind her back and shook her head firmly, "This is mine. You can't show it to the prince."

"Yours?" The prince smiled with great interest, changing the color of anger before he changed. "This jade is moist, delicate and clean, and has extraordinary quality. How can you a maid can afford it?"

He talked and walked up to Miaomiao, pressing on every step of the way.

Miaomiao panicked, and didn't know that there was another saying: "This was given to me by someone else."

Yang Chen raised his eyebrows, "Who is it?"

Miaomiao stayed silent. Following the prince's posture, she probably wouldn't let it go. She didn't want to involve Wei Ling, who knows what else he would give out.

She didn't speak, Yang Chen tried to **** the jade from her hand, and she quickly avoided it. Just about to speak, there was already a figure in front of him. With his shoulders upright and standing like a pine, his cold and calm voice sounded: "It was my gift, the second brother does not need to pursue it."

Yang Chen was obviously surprised: "You sent it?"

His eyes traversed the two of them, and the little maid raised her head guiltily. The unreserved dependence in her eyes made it hard for people to think about it. He suddenly realized that it was very meaningful: "Unexpected...unexpected."

Yang Fu didn’t say much, “That’s right, she saved my life in the snow-capped mountains, and I gave this thing as a gift afterwards.” He said, “Since she admitted the wrong person, let her go back, Qi Han Here are a few words to say to the second brother."

Clinker Yang Chen said: "No hurry, no hurry."

His eyes fell on Miaomiao again, his eyes cunning and cunning, like a snake spitting out a letter, making people feel uncomfortable. It wasn't until Miaomiao got goosebumps that he could see, he slowly said, "This king still can't rest assured. The maid who offended this king that night seems to have no relationship with her."

Miaomiao shrank, only to feel falling into the ice cellar, shivering with cold.

In the next moment, Yang Chen smiled slightly and said to Yang Fu: "Why don't you borrow this maid for a few days? After checking, the second brother will give you an explanation."

Yang Fu's eyes were cold, and she declined to say: "She usually keeps herself safe and sensible, she should not be someone who offends her brother. Moreover, it is true that she will handle everything in service these days, and Qi Han is no longer suitable for others."

Yang Chen avoids the most important, "What's the difficulty? There are so many ingenious maids in this palace. I will pick a dozen of them to you tomorrow, and you will be satisfied."

Yang Fu was slightly stagnant: "Qi Han was brave and wanted to know what happened that night, so that the two brothers couldn't let go."

He asked just now, and Yang Chen dismissed him with a "don't say". Now that he wants to leave his little servant girl, he naturally has to show sincerity, Yang Chen pointed to his heart: "The servant girl has been severely scratched by this king, and has not recovered yet."

Miaomiao was blocked by Yang Fu. She curled her lips in disdain. It was nonsense. She had never done this.

How bad can it be? Twenty days have passed. If it is no longer good, isn't it ulceration and inflammation?

Yang Fu calmly said, "It just so happens that I have medicine to heal the wound, and I will order it later. After the second brother has used it, he will be cured within three days."

Yang Chen waved his hand, and there was something in his words: "No, as long as you see her, this king will be healed."

Yan Fu summoned his subordinates, regardless of the authenticity: "Bring this maid named Miaomiao back to the mansion, and let this king take off!"

Two attendants came in from the door, holding Miaomiao on the left and the other, and took them outside without any explanation.

Miaomiao was caught off guard, didn't even pay attention to the struggle, and was dragged out. She looked up in a panic, facing Yang Fu's cold gaze, he said blankly: "Presumptuous! All retreat."

The words really worked, and the two immediately stopped and looked at the prince embarrassed.

They were neither light nor heavy, Miaomiao's arm was so painful that she would escape whenever she had the chance. She wanted to return to Yang Fu to seek asylum, but Yang Chen was also there. She hesitated for a while and was caught by two people again.

Yang Chen said with a smile: "What is the fourth brother? This king just wants you to be a maid, why be so stingy?"

Yang Fu looked back indifferently, and the words were half true and false: "The huge palace, I only match her, why should the two brothers take advantage of others?"

The prince did not take it seriously, he laughed loudly: "If I really want her, what can you do?"

He leaned close to Yang Fu and whispered: "Fourth brother, don't forget, Mom has been worrying about your marriage these days. The Jiang girl, the king looks at everything but everything is fine."

Speaking of ordering the attendant to take Miaomiao down, he patted Yang Fu on the shoulder, intending to threaten: "Don't worry, I'll send it back to you in a few days."

Yang Fu didn't move. He watched Miaomiao being taken away. His eyes were drenched, his jaw tightened, and the back of his hand appeared abruptly.

After a long time, he moved slowly to take Yang Chen's palm: "Three days. If there is any mistake in her, my brother and I...will not die well."

He has been in front of outsiders for many years, pretending to be pure-hearted and mediocre, this is the first time that he has torn open that layer and clearly warned. Yang Chen was a little surprised, but because of this, he strengthened the identity of the maid. He pursed his lips and said, "It seems that she is very unusual in the heart of the fourth brother."

Yang Fu walked out of the hall without comment.

Miaomiao was forcibly taken out of the house, and when he learned that he was going to the Prince's House, he struggled desperately, "I'm not going...I want to see the prince..."

There was a luxurious car parked outside the house, decorated with a flamboyant decoration, and it was the Prince's car. She was even more repulsive in her heart, and when she thought of Yang Chen's unkind eyes, she felt disgust in her heart. What shackled her was that the attendant was too strong, clasping her shoulders to make her unable to move, "Be honest!"

Miaomiao was anxious: "Don't move me, I won't let the prince bypass you!"

But after hearing a loud laugh, a person walked out of the house, "You are not brave enough, which prince would you dare to order?"

Yang Chen came to her, lifted her pointed chin, smiled teasingly, "If it is the four kings, forget it, he has already handed you over to this king. For these few days, you have to stay with this king. ."

Miaomiao gritted his teeth: "You, you nonsense..."

She retorted subconsciously, but seeing Yang Chen's calm and relaxed appearance seemed to be laughing at her innocence. She looked behind him suspiciously, and there was no trace of Yang Fu. Then she knew that he was not a joke, and she panicked.

Yang Fuzhen gave her to the prince... Does he care about her life or death?

The brilliance in Miaomiao's eyes gradually dimmed, and she pursed her lower lip, as if she was drained of strength all at once, and her head was drooping, like a cat or dog abandoned by her master.

Yang Chen stepped on the footstool to get into the car, and then she was pushed to her front by the attendant, Miaomiao staggered, and finally took a look at the door unwillingly, but still did not see Yang Fu appear. She was empty in her mind, gave up the struggle, and entered the carriage listlessly.

Yang Chen was already seated in the car. Seeing her come in, he patted the position beside him: "Sit down here."

Miaomiao pretended not to hear it, and was quite a bit of a smashing stance, choosing the place farthest away from him: "The maidservant dare not."

Yang Chen smiled: "Why don't you dare to order this king?"

She did not speak.

In normal times, Yang Chen got angry, but he was in a good mood. He didn't know her as usual: "Where is the jade you just had? Show it to this king."

Miaomiao froze: "No."

Yang Chen Meifeng low pressure: "Bring it."

Miaomiao shook her head vigorously, and clasped her sleeves tightly: "No, this is mine. Even if the prince wants to cure the maid's crime, I can't give it to you."

She was stubborn with him, too, he was not Yang Fu, she didn't have to obey him, she was obedient. What's more, she is in a low mood and naturally stubborn.

Yang Chen looked gloomy and gradually lost his patience. He simply stepped forward and broke her hands and took the bloodstone firmly.

The strength of men and women is very different, how Miaomiao is his opponent, his wrist is caught, unable to move, he succeeded in two strokes. The bloodstone fell into his hands, and Miao Miao rushed to grab it: "You give it back to me!"

Yang Chen blocked her head with one hand, and looked at the bloodstone over and over with the other hand: "Is it this thing?"

Miaomiao was very annoyed, and immediately forgot the difference in identity, punching and kicking him wantonly: "What do you... have to do with you?"

Yang Chen is the crown prince, and no one dared to treat her like this. He immediately pinched her jaw and secretly said a little bit of force: "Be honest, don't make this king angry."

The jaw seemed to shatter, Miao Miao gritted her teeth in pain, a pack of tears filled her eyes quickly, she was very pitiful. This look of helplessness, these lingering eyes, are like the beauty he saw that night. Yang Chen immediately relented, letting go of her and coaxed softly: "Be good, this king won't be difficult for you."

Although the two look very different, but for some reason, she can always see the figure of the wonderful person that night.

I don't know if it is the relationship between the jade and stone... Yang or, they are the same person? Thinking of this possibility, Yang Chen squinted his eyes and reconsidered this beautiful young maid.

Because he has been inquiring many times these days, so he got news from Tongzhou. Someone said that one night, I saw a girl in the river immersed in the water. She was amazingly beautiful, like a man descending from the sky. Not only that, but her singing voice was tactful and wonderful, and it was so beautiful that even the swimming fish were attracted, and she danced around her, very strange.

When the person described her appearance, she had said that she was wearing a crystal clear jade around her neck, with drops of red blood flowing in it.

It was exactly the same as what he was holding.

Yang Chen lifted his eyes to look at the opposite side, and the little maid puffed up her cheeks in annoyance, she was just a delicate appearance, somehow vivid. Those flexible, dark eyes looked forward to radiance, dazzling.

Is it her?

Yang Chen controlled her hands, leaned over and rubbed her cheeks, trying to tear off the human skin mask on her face.