90 Days of Spring

Mottled light gleamed on him, he was sipping tea leisurely, half of his face hidden in the shadows, his eyes rolled slightly, and he stopped on the little girl who had just woken up on the bed.

"Woke up?"

Miaomiao rubbed his eyes vigorously, and froze in disbelief. He wanted to step forward but was afraid of disturbing him, "Why are you..."

Wei Ling drank the tea in one fell swoop, walked slowly to her, and thumped her forehead, "What stupid did you do?"

When he came in just now, he noticed that there were guards outside the courtyard and they were heavily guarded. There were not many people when they left yesterday. How could it be like this in a day?

Wei Ling glanced at Miaomiao who was grinning, Yang Fu should have a lot of affection for her, not willing to hurt her even a bit.

Miaomiao happened to be knocked on the place where he hit, and kept groaning: "It hurts to death..."

Yu Guang glanced at the hand he was about to withdraw. She clenched one step faster, feeling the temperature from his palm. Warm and smooth, she was overjoyed, and quickly touched his face again, checked him all over, and then looked at his shadow on the ground, "You are not dead!"

Wei Ling finally knew why she looked stupid from just now, she actually thought he was dead? He twitched the corners of his lips, and before the ridiculous words were uttered, she rushed on him.

With his furry head resting on his shoulders, a small grieving whimper was passed into his heart over and over again: "I thought you were dead... Wei Ling, scared me to death..."

Wei Ling patted her shoulder amusedly, "Who told you that I was dead?"

Miaomiao wrapped his neck around his neck and refused to let go, and his body was still trembling slightly, "You suddenly disappeared yesterday, I can't find you... After asking many people, they didn't know, but finally saw one in Yang Ting's room. Bowl of carp soup, I thought it was you..."

Oh, thankfully not.

Wei Ling couldn't laugh or cry, how could he be so incompetent and let others kill?

But seeing this little girl really worried about him, and was afraid of being like this, a wave of warmth rose in her heart. He curled his lips, admiring her snuggling against him, "So, what's wrong with that carp?"

Miaomiao's cheeks blushed, and he replied embarrassedly: "I snatched it from Yang Ting and was buried under the crabapple tree..."

Wei Ling didn't hold back, and sneered mercilessly.

The more he smiled, the more he blushed, and he let go of his hand helplessly, biting his pink lower lip and staring at him, quite a bit of irritation.

She almost died of sadness yesterday, and revealed her identity for him...he actually laughed at her, it's damned!

When she thought of having a big oolong, she was in such a situation somehow, she puffed up her cheeks angrily, "I blame you, what are you running around?"

But as long as Wei Ling is well, standing in front of her intact, and letting her make a hundred jokes, she is willing.

Wei Ling stood with her arms folded, the smile in her eyes still did not fade, "You have stuffed me in a basin for ten days, and you are not allowed to go out and breathe?"

Miaomiao retorted: "How can it be so long..."

But the voice became smaller and weaker, and it was very unassuming. She quietly raised her eyes, met his dark and gentle eyes, and grinned, "But Wei Ling, I'm so happy!"

Her worries disappeared for more than half of the time, when she heard footsteps outside, she hurriedly pulled him to hide behind the red sandalwood screen and gave him a hush gesture. This is not what he used to be. He is now a man. If someone else sees him trespassing in the palace, he will definitely be caught.

Suyue opened the food box and placed the dishes on the table, "Girl?"

After a while, Miaomiao whispered, "What's the matter?"

Suyue lowered her head, thinking she hadn't gotten up yet, so she didn't ask more: "I have all the food on the table, and the girl will get up to eat later. The prince ordered someone to spread the word this morning. That’s it."

Miaomiao stood in front of Wei Ling, her head slightly drooping, she didn't know what she was thinking in those bright water eyes, "I see."

Wei Ling looked at the top of her head, the smile in her eyes gradually converged, and she was about to get out of the folding screen, she heard the maid outside ask: "By the way, who was the girl talking to? The maid seemed to hear the man outside. the sound of."

Miaomiao nervously pulled his sleeves, looked at him expectantly, and said, "Don't go out."

Wei Ling stopped, she took a deep breath, "I'm the only one in the room, who can I talk to? Did you hear me wrong?"

Su Yue gave a dubious sigh, and looked around in the inner room. There was indeed no man. She smiled and said: "Maybe the maid had heard it wrong. If the girl is fine, the maid will withdraw."

Miaomiao did not respond, Suyue bent down and exited the door, and the room returned to calm.

For a long time, she still did not let go of Wei Ling's clothes, and dragged him almost stubbornly. Wei Ling raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

When she raised her head, Wei Ling was shocked. Her eyes were mixed with emotions of upset, regret, helplessness, and restlessness, and her whole body was tense, "Wei Ling, let me tell you one thing, you promise me not to be angry..."

Wei Ling was selfless, "said."

She was afraid of Wei Ling's punishment and the consequences of being discovered by Yang Fu. She said concisely, "I cried in front of Yang Fu yesterday."

Wei Ling was taken aback, "he saw it?"

He couldn't be more clear about what the shark's tears represented.

Miaomiao nodded slightly, "Yeah."

"You..." Wei Ling was really helpless to her. By linking back and forth, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion about her current situation. It's no wonder that there are guards inside and outside the courtyard, and it turns out that it was Yang Fu to guard her.

Knowing that she was not a human being, she would not let go, she seemed to have a deep love for Liushui.

Miaomiao whispered softly, and whispered about the consequences of yesterday, "I hid in Haitang Garden for an afternoon, but he didn't expect him to wait for me at the door... I told him that he was not a human, but he didn't say anything. , Put me here, what do you mean by him?"

What can it mean, sometimes she is really stupid. Wei Ling sat behind the round table, held a chopstick with cherry meat, and glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Miaomiao sat down opposite him, thinking hard, "I don't know."

The cherry meat was sweet and sour, and moderately soft. Wei Ling took a sip of tea and smiled: "Will you follow me then?"

Miaomiao was confused, "Where are you going?"

Wei Ling thought for a while. The other courtyard could no longer go back, and the palace shouldn't stay for long. The best choice was to fly away. "Although he doesn't know your true body now, but he sees you crying into beads with his own eyes, it is inevitable that he will not be grudged. Rather than being hurt in the future, it is better to leave as soon as possible."

The exquisite delicacy was dull and tasteless, and Miao Miao bowed her head to pick up rice. She also seriously thought about these consequences. She was unsure of Yang Fu's attitude, whether she regarded her as a monster, or was she simply angry at her deception?

Either way, it is not good. He couldn't do the same to her as before, and Miaomiao dropped his eyelids down.

"Okay." She said weakly.

Rather than let him hate her and fear her, it would be better for her to leave earlier and leave him with a well-behaved image.

Wei Ling has not healed from her abdomen. It is easy to move alone, but it is not so easy to take her with her. Besides, guards were guarded at the four corners of Wutong Pavilion, and it was not so easy to escape.

"Then when will you get hurt?" Miaomiao asked, pouting, handing a piece of loose meat to him.

Yang Fu hasn't been to Wutong Pavilion these days. He seems to have become very busy all of a sudden, and he has no time to come to see her. Even so, he would send someone a message every morning to tell her what he was doing today and whether he would come over at night.

She didn't want to know, Miaomiao thought dubiously.

The longer she dragged on, the more disturbed she became, like a prisoner on the execution ground, not knowing when the blade would fall on her neck.

What does he mean?

Wei Ling was healing her wounds in the bath and couldn't take anything to eat. She wanted to shake her head. She already reached out and handed it to him, and simply opened her mouth to bite: "Four or five days."

Miaomiao sat on the short couch by the pool, fed him a bite, and then took a bite by himself, without feeling anything wrong, "I think Suyue has already begun to doubt, every day you eat so much...I am embarrassed. Asked her to deliver more food."

Wei Ling raised her eyelids disapprovingly, "I eat a lot?"

"Of course!" Miaomiao jumped up from the couch and pointed to a few empty dishes outside. "Even the snacks are clean. I remember you said that you don't like sweets."

Wei Ling closed her eyes, her tone unchanged: "I like it now."

He will always be so right and confident, and Miaomiao is instantly frustrated. It is really not easy to support him.

She couldn't leave the Wutong Pavilion, so Su Yue Haoyue took care of her food. Since Dawei Ling became a human, she had to take the weight of two people for a meal, so that Su Yue Haoyue's eyes looked at her... more and more strange.

Miaomiao walked out of the side room dejectedly, thinking melancholy about how to speak in the evening, and when he looked up, he saw the oncoming people.

She opened her eyes suddenly, staying in place like a clay sculpture, looking straight ahead.

Yang Fu came from the main room, Leshan Leshui stopped not far away, looking straight ahead blankly. I haven't seen him for three or two days. He is slightly reduced, perhaps because of the cumbersome political affairs, and there is a circle of faint blue and black right now. He watched her walking, his eyes were calm and deep, but there seemed to be something else.

Miaomiao realized that she couldn't move, so she could only watch him stop in front of her, panicking.

Yang Fu moved his gaze to the mullion door behind her, "It's still early, why come to the room?"

Miaomiao returned to his senses, and subconsciously stood in front of the door, "No, nothing...I just wanted to come and have a look, something left behind last time."

Yang Fu looked down and saw her empty-handed, "What is it?"

The lie she temporarily arranged, where did she think so clearly... Miao Miao pursed her lips, hesitated for a while before saying: "I remembered it wrong, nothing fell."

Yang Fu's eyes were deep and she did not expose her lies.

Suddenly, Miaomiao felt that they were only two steps apart, but they seemed to be separated by the entire Milky Way. He was at the far end, she could only look far away, not close.

After that day, this was the first time they met, and the atmosphere was strangely calm.

Miaomiao kept her hands behind her back, twisting her fingers and said nothing.

After a long time, I heard Yang Fu say: "I heard that you have a good appetite these few days?" The tone was clearly saying that you had a comfortable life.

Miaomiao raised her head and glanced at him, but she didn't expect him to keep looking at herself. The two of them collided with each other. She quickly turned her head away, "Yeah."

Yang Fu stroked her cheeks and looked at her tender cheeks seriously, "No flesh is visible."

Miao Miao blushed, even her small ears were flushed red.

Yang Fu let go of her, admiring her embarrassed appearance for a moment, and said straight to the point: "The construction of Chengming Villa outside the city is completed in two days, and this king will go there." After a pause, he turned her head and leaned over to face her. See, "You go with this king."

Chengming Villa was built by the decree of a saint. It is a good place for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. She has been staying in Wutong Pavilion these days, and she must be bored too.

Miaomiao blinked twice, "I'm going too?"

She thought that Yang Fu would never care about her anymore. After all, she is now neither a mermaid nor a fish... Seeing that Yang Fu's expression didn't look like joking, she swept her eyes into the door and couldn't make up her mind, "I..."

Yang Fu straightened up, but did not look away from her face, as if waiting for her to finish speaking.

Without discussing the matter with Wei Ling, she did not dare to make a hasty decision. What's more, leaving Wei Ling alone in the palace, she was really worried.

After thinking about it for a long time, he retorted abruptly: "Master...Aren't you afraid of me?"

No one answered.

Yang Fu is thinking about it himself, are you afraid of her? Rather than losing her unpleasant taste, he hoped to keep her.

In these days, the court was suddenly wrong. When the prince was in retreat, he was stabbed in the arm by an assassin who broke in at night, and he is currently recovering at home. The guard found soil inkpad on the corridor of the Prince's Mansion. This kind of soil is reddish brown and not perennial. It is only found on the Three Kings Mansion, which likes to grow Longjing.

When the prince learned about it, he was furious and reported the matter to the saint.

The three kings rejected the matter in one fell swoop. There was no definite evidence, and the saint ordered a thorough investigation of the matter. Nowadays, there are many twists and turns in the upward direction, and Yang Fu does not participate in it.

These days when he was free, he thought of Miaomiao's crying face. Chuchu's poor little face kept tearing down, forming a string of moving bead curtains.

He finally knew where the bag of pearls came from. It turns out that his Miaomiao has the ability to tear into tears.

The little girl in front of her shrank her shoulders, her voice was small.

Yang Fu was about to speak, only to hear a sound in Mu's room, the sound of water was clear, and someone seemed to break through the water.

He darkened his eyes, his voice was cold: "Who is inside?"

Miaomiao was stunned, took a step back in panic, and guarded the door. Of course she knew who was inside, but what did she say...

Wei Ling takes a bath in my bathtub?

I don't think so well.