90 Days of Spring

One advantage of Wutong Pavilion is that there is a bath in the pavilion, which is separated from the main hall by a wall. The earth dragon was burning underwater and steaming hot, so you could take a hot bath even in winter. In the early spring, although the weather is getting warmer, the chill has not faded. When the water temperature is almost the same, Miaomiao dismissed the other two maids and can't wait to jump into the water.

With a clatter, water splashed everywhere, and even the edge of the pool was stained. Miaomiao wiped the water off her face and sighed happily, still staying comfortable in the water.

The maid outside asked uneasy: "Girl, do you really need a maid to serve?"

The two of her were stopped by Miaomiao outside Linghua Gate, their voices were faint, and they couldn't hear clearly.

The pool is not big, but it is enough for her to swim back and forth. Miaomiao looked at the transparent caudal fin underwater and told them categorically, "No, you are not allowed to come in. After I finished washing, I rested and you went back to your room. "

The two looked at each other and showed embarrassment: "But, the prince ordered the maid..." Those who want to serve her personally, even if there are people at night at night, they dare to leave their duties without authorization.

Miaomiao lay on her back, floating lazily on the water, staring at the beam above her head: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you, how could he know?"

There was no sound outside the door, and Xu was fooled by her. Miaomiao hit the iron while it was hot, "Didn’t he say that you want you to listen to me? I just take a bath, and I don’t like people waiting, what can you do? Well, don’t wait tonight."

After a while, the two men whispered, "Yes, the maid retired, and if the girl has any instructions, I will call them by their names."

Miao Miao answered, until he couldn't hear any movement, his whole body was immersed in the water, and he curled up under the pool and closed his eyes to rest. She hadn't touched the water for several days. Once she came in, she didn't want to come out. She lay in it and fell asleep without knowing it. When I opened my eyes again, it was early morning.

After a night, the tail of the fish has changed back to legs. The water temperature was already cold, but fortunately it wasn't too cold indoors, so she crawled to the shore neatly, put on the middle-single coat, opened the door and walked back to the main hall.

The cool breeze came on her face in the morning, making her sober a lot, as if she had breathed in the coolness in her lungs. She stretched her limbs, remembering that Wei Ling must have been boring these days. He could only stay in a small copper pot. She must be extremely aggrieved by his temperament who likes to swim around.

Thinking of this, she went back to the room holding Wei Ling's copper bowl, picked him up and gently put it in the bath, "Although it is my bath water...but don't dislike it, I am not dirty. I ate breakfast for a while. , I will pick you back."

Wei Ling's eyes moved, obviously dissatisfied with her words.

Although the bath is large, it is artificially constructed in the end, there is no surrounding rocks, no fish and water plants, and the water quality is not clean enough. Wei Ling only swam a circle, then stopped wearily in a corner, recuperating.

Just when he was drowsy, there was a scream from the shore. He was frightened and rolled his eyes slowly. He saw Miaomiao's messy head protruding from the side, "Wei Ling, are you asleep? "

Knowing that he was asleep, he deliberately made a noise, and it was really itchy recently.

Miaomiao went back to the house and squinted for a while. The two maids waited on her to wash and change her clothes. Breakfast was also ready and set aside. Yang Fu went to face up, and it was only at noon these days that he had to come over. She thought of Wei Ling in the bath, and hurried over with her embroidered shoes.

As a fish, Miaomiao certainly knows what he thinks at the moment, "I want to let you go back to the lake, but what should I do if you are injured and eaten by other fish? Besides, the lake is so big, I won’t find you. ."

Said to take it back to the copper bowl, all the way back to the main hall.

"Wait until you get better." What she has to do every day is to break good food to his mouth. Wei Ling is very picky and doesn't like sweet and greasy snacks. He only eats finely sliced ​​meat.

The maids in the yard are all rare. They have never seen a carnivorous fish. At one time, they thought he was very cruel and did not dare to approach him easily.

After breakfast, Miaomiao went to the courtyard to watch when he was free, and stepped on Xiaozi to peek at the peach blossoms in another garden. She almost lay on the wall, looking sneaky.

Who taught that peach blossoms bloomed luxuriantly there, and every day pink peach petals floated in the wind, and it ended up everywhere in the Wutong Pavilion. The breeze came slowly, and the courtyard was full of flowers and the fragrance entered the nose. Miao Miao took a deep breath, indulging in the peach blossom forest.

So when Yang Fu came back, she saw her climbing the wall and staring curiously at the opposite yard, like a child who was bored by an adult.

She didn't notice his arrival, she was thinking with her arm pillowed, her **** eyes flowing, and the water shimmering like a lake wrinkled by the breeze.

Yang Fu stood behind her and said without warning, "What are you peeking at?"

Miao Miao made a wow, and almost fell off the **** with one foot. She turned her head with lingering fear, and saw Yang Fu looking at her interestingly. She held the wall with one hand, and pointed at the yard next door, "Master, the peach blossoms there are beautiful, do you know the owner?"

Yang Fu ruthlessly broke her wish: "I don't know."

She drooped her eyes down, "I kind of want to go." Yan Yu pursed her lips and smiled, leaning over his neck and hanging from him to act like a baby: "Master, can I also plant a peach tree? After the fruit tree matures, You can still eat peaches."

Is this her purpose? Yang Fu smiled helplessly, raised her waist and put it back on the zizi, bit her cheek lightly, "Want to eat peaches?"

She nodded honestly, "Yes, but also want to plant."

Peach trees are not easy to survive, they need careful care. Since raising a few crabapple trees, Miaomiao's enthusiasm for plants has never been higher than before. When he thinks of the sweet peaches, she can't help showing her greed.

Unfortunately, it will take a few months for the peach to mature, and she may not be able to eat it at that time. She had eaten it once before, and it was Wei Ling who brought it back from a distance. It was the sweetest fruit she had eaten, and she still remembers it. Miaomiao is also very prosperous at this point, she sighed resignedly.

In Yang Fu's ears, it seemed disappointed. He frowned imperceptibly, and in the afternoon ordered someone to move two flat peach trees outside and set them in the Wutong Pavilion courtyard.

Miaomiao guarded the two peach trees and circled for several times, very happy, "I can smell the peaches!"

The servant maid underneath made a chuckle, and some of them couldn't help but laugh. Yang Fu looked calmly, and they were silent. Miaomiao didn't notice it, she held her cheeks in joy and salivated, and after a while she jumped to Yang Fu, "Thank you, Lord, that's great!"

Yang Fu patted her head, "Don't run away, be honest."

He smiled, "When the flat peaches are mature, remember to send a few to this king."

Miaomiao nodded repeatedly, just about to promise, but suddenly awakened, and deliberately turned his head away: "I won't give it away. I want to eat it all by myself."

It was a child's temperament. Yang Fu followed her. After she was happy, he reminded mercilessly: "Do you remember the words you learned yesterday?"

Miao Miao stopped instantly, and her enthusiasm was extinguished by a basin of cold water. She faltered and ambiguous: "Remember some..."

Yang Fu didn't let her get through it: "What are some?"

Miaomiao was desperate, and confessed his fate: "One stroke and one stroke, one horizontal and vertical."

Yesterday Yang Fu taught her to write "Qi Han" and the names of the courtyards of the palace. It was really difficult for her. She couldn't understand her well, so she had to write such difficult characters.

Regarding her, you really can't be rushed, Yang Fu looked down at her, looked at her, and laughed helplessly, "It seems that the king should teach you from the Three Character Classic first."

Miao Miao blinked inexplicably, her long eyelashes fluttered randomly, "What's that?"

Yang Fu hooked his lips: "If you don't teach, it's your husband's fault."

Although Miaomiao didn't quite understand, but the second half of the sentence "husband's fault" was understood. When he met his dark and calm eyes, his pretty face suddenly became hot and flushed.

She held her cheeks and backed a few steps, stunned by the Meng Lang in his words, her pink face was like a red pomegranate, and a light bite overflowed with sweet and bright red juice.

"Wang, Lord, what nonsense are you talking about..."

When the voice was about to fall, Yang Fu took two steps forward and took her wrists, removed her hands covering her cheeks, and forced her to look at him, "Miaomiao, this king is serious."

Seeing that the little girl was stupid, he sighed lovingly and hugged her, whispering in her ear: "This king only wants to marry you."

Miaomiao's chin rested on his shoulder, looking dazed, his mind was like a paste, and he didn't know how to react.

Her chest was throbbing and throbbing violently, she was clearly overjoyed, but she couldn't help feeling sad. How should she tell Yang Fu that she can only stay here for forty days? If one day she left silently, how would he react?

Miaomiao began to feel guilty. She deceived the Four Kings. She clearly didn't belong here, but forced to come to him. After he liked her, she would leave him alone. She was buried in Yang Fu's neck, her breath was full of fragrant orchids, and she looked down again. The sachet she gave him that day was hanging on her waist together with the jade pendant.

Miaomiao suddenly remembered: "Where is my jade pendant?"

She didn't make a sound for a while, and the moment she spoke, it spoiled the atmosphere. Yang Fuquan took out a Pisces jade pendant from her sleeve and handed it to the palm of her hand when her daughter was afraid of family feelings. It seemed to be true and false, saying: "I will wear it every day in the future. This king will check it at any time."

Miao Miao took it in her hand and whispered, and retorted with a smile, "How strange I am wearing it, this is to be hidden, only I can see it."

Talking about the baby, ran back to the house and received a red sandalwood box, which was placed near the bed. After hiding, he went out of the house and followed Yang Fu to the study.

Miaomiao became more and more reluctant to write. From the former enthusiasm to the drowsy under his eyes, it only took a few days.

She took a nap on the side, and Yang Fu glanced at her, without waking her up, a smile appeared on his lips. Sunlight hits the two of them through the veil. One sits on the desk and the other sits on a short couch. The light is soft and the afternoon is quiet, creating a hazy dream for the two.

The calm was broken. The maid rang the door of the study, pushed in, and announced with a low eyebrow: "Prince, there are guests from the mansion. It is the Seven Kings and the Jiang girl. They are waiting in the main hall."

Yang Fu raised his eyes, "Seventh brother?"

The maid nodded: "It is the Seven Kings."

The Jiang family girl is self-evident, it is Jiang Alan. She came over with the Seven Kings, which is somewhat intriguing. Yang Fu got up and prepared to pass.

Miaomiao didn't know when she woke up, and listened to what they were saying, sitting on the couch with confused and sleepy eyes, stretched out her hand to grab Yang Fu's sleeve.