90 Days of Spring

Wei Ling stepped into the Mu room, closed the mullion door with her backhand, and was suddenly blocked by the palm of her hands outside.

Yang Fu supported the door panel, the door half-open revealed his calm face, his arm strength did not slow down, "Let this king go in."

The two competed secretly. At the end, Wei Ling took a half step back and turned into the folding screen. "The prince's status is precious. If you are frightened for a while, it has nothing to do with me."

Knowing that he was deliberately provoking, Yang Fu followed closely behind him without comment.

No one has ordered it today, so the bath did not deliberately boil water, and the water in the pool was slightly cold. Although it was late spring, the water temperature was still not high. Fortunately, the sharks did not require high water temperature. Wei Ling tested the temperature and leaned over and put the body of the little maid into the pool.

He then jumped into the water, and the two of them sank to the bottom of the water, and the large brocade robe floated on the surface of the water, suddenly swelling. I saw him sitting at the bottom of the pool, with one hand on the waist of the little maid and the other on top of her head. The water quality of the place he came out gradually became chaotic, emitting a faint light, slowly enveloping the two bodies.

The temperature in the pool rose a little bit, and within a moment, it was like boiling water, with bubbles bubbling out. Yang Fu twisted his eyebrows to watch, he was standing a few steps away, the temperature from there was burning his skin, the brocade robe under his waist was so wet, and his brows were frowned.

After a quarter of an hour, Wei Ling moved her hand on the top of the maid's head, and then moved out a little bit. With the movement of his palm, Miaomiao's face was slowly revealed from this body.

Dai eyebrows, eyelashes, curled nose, cherry lips... Miao Miao's body gradually separated from the maid, her eyes closed tightly, as if she was just asleep. Wei Ling's move is quite laborious, and she needs to be carefully controlled to avoid hurting her. As far as the shoulder blades, Butterfly Valley appeared one by one, and then the delicate waist, to the silvery white fish tail...The two bodies finally separated, Wei Ling stretched out her hand to support Miaomiao's fallen body, and leaned tiredly against the pool. wall.

Without waiting for him to speak, Yang Fu took off his robe and wrapped Miaomiao's delicate body and took the person from Wei Ling's arms. His face was definitely not pretty. "Thank you, brother Wei."

Wei Ling looked at Xiang Miaomiao. She was covered with Yang Fu's generous robe and pressed against her wetly, drawing her figure more clearly. Only then did he know what Yang Fu was angry with, and he couldn't help but smile weakly. After so many years in the water, Liushui didn't know how many times he had been seen by him, and then did he mind if it was too late?

He rested for a while, and hugged the body of the maid by the pool, "You don't have to thank me, originally I wasn't for you, I was just for Liushui."

Yang Fusui asked him, "When will she wake up?"

Wei Ling tilted her head, "At most one hour, or if you call her, she will naturally wake up when she has enough sleep."

Yang Fu looked down at the sleeping girl in her arms, her thick eyelashes covering her eyelids, her sleep peacefully, her white, tender and clear skin with water droplets, like a baby just born.

"There are guest rooms in the mansion, Leshan will take you to rest." Yang Fu was stagnant, "Miaomiao, how long will it take to cultivate to an adult?"

Wei Ling was about to call people to deal with the maid, stopping after hearing the sound, and looking back at her leisurely, "It ranges from seven or eight years to several decades, can the four kings afford it?"

According to Miaomiao's aptitude, she may not be able to cultivate a human body for decades, so Wei Ling said it broadly. Yang Fu paused. He didn't care how long he waited. The only thing he worried about was that after many years Miaomiao became a human being, and he was already pale and very old, and he couldn't afford her again.

"I have a way here." Wei Ling looked down at him, her lips curled up with a smile.

Yang Fu asked: "What method?"

He looked at Miaomiao who was still asleep, "There is only one condition, I don't know if the four kings agree."

Yang Fu was not surprised, "But it doesn't hurt to say."

Wei Ling was slightly surprised. She probably didn't expect that he would agree so happily, and deliberately asked: "If I want you to change your life?"

Yang Fu constricted his eyes and smiled slightly, "Leave it alone."

Wei Ling snorted coldly, "You don't want your life, as long as you treat her wholeheartedly, don't let her be bullied by others." He paused, narrowed his eyes and warned, "Liu Shui is a fool, not like others. The woman's thoughts go back and forth, if you make her feel wronged, I will take her away at any time. When the time comes, the four kings will have the ability to reach the sky, and I won't let you find her."

Yang Fuwu said deeply, "I won't give you this opportunity."

Wei Ling raised her lips and walked out of the house holding the maid, preparing to take care of the corpse.

There is no best, otherwise even if Miaomiao is unwilling, he will take her away.

The maid who was left behind in Mu was seen as the four kings when she saw someone coming out. She was about to bow before she knew it was not. "This Langjun..."

His gaze shifted down and fell on the girl he was holding. This person is very familiar to them, isn't it the girl Miaomiao loved by the prince a while ago, how could it be in his arms? Without thinking about it, Wei Ling pulled back their thoughts with the next sentence, "Your prince has an order, go find someone to bury this maid, and it's best to do it within today."

The two were stunned, thick and thickly buried? He had just entered the house with the girl in his arms, and he was still in a coma. How could he be buried in a blink of an eye?

Looking at her face again, she turned blue in white, without any popularity.

The two of them hesitated. This is the girl the prince likes. Now that they are dead, they don't dare to take the initiative... Just as they were embarrassed, they heard a low voice from the room: "Follow his instructions."

Now that the prince had spoken, they did not dare to refuse, and immediately responded, and they went down to prepare.

I can’t help but sigh before I leave. People who were alive and kicking a few days ago have become a dead body today, and the world is truly fickle... Besides, the lord spoiled her before, but now people die but can’t even hear the sad emotions. Thinking of this, we must hold back tears of sympathy.

The people in the mansion were efficient, and they bought wooden coffins from the street in a short time. The coffins did not stay in the mansion much, so they were carried to the outside of the city for burial that afternoon.

Thai half-servant thought it was the girl Miaomiao who had been with the prince for a long time. The maid who used to serve her even shed a few tears, and told the steward that she was going to accompany the coffin to leave the house. Not surprisingly, Miaomiao usually treats people kindly, and only laughs stupidly, and is naturally popular.

The steward asked Yang Fu for his opinion. At that time, Yang Fu was waiting for Miaomiao to wake up in Wutong Pavilion. He smiled softly, "If this is the case, it's okay to let them follow. It's just that the word Miaomiao is not allowed to be engraved on the tablet. Say it is the maid of the palace."

Although the steward was a little puzzled, he didn't take it to heart. The maidservant was originally from a humble background. Since the prince said or didn't write, he didn't write it.

Arranged a lot of things in one afternoon, and it was indeed a little anxious, but fortunately, the maid was buried smoothly.

Around Mo Youshi, Miaomiao still did not wake up, and Yang Fu stayed with her in the pool. Since he stepped into the bath room, a maid hurriedly heated up hot water, so even if he stayed in the water all afternoon, he didn't feel cold.

Yang Fu lowered his head and touched her cheek, still a bit cold, "Miaomiao, it's time to wake up."

Miaomiao did not respond, and fell asleep heavily.

This girl can really torture him. She hasn't been awake these days, and he has never fallen asleep. When I close my eyes at night, I feel that she will leave her and never wake up again.

Yang Fu tightened his arms and buried his head in her neck. Tiredness struck, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Miaomiao was originally a fish, so he would be fine if he soaked in the water all night, but Yang Fu couldn't. Although the water temperature was just right, the whole night was still uncomfortable, and his mind was a little groggy.

As soon as he woke up, Miao Miao Shui Lingling's eyes were in sight, staring at him unblinkingly.

"..."

Yang Fu was slightly startled, as if he didn't react, but he was afraid that he was in a dream.

Until Miaomiao raised her eyebrows, smiled and drilled into his arms, "Master, Master!"

He closed his arms stiffly, only feeling that his whole heart was filled with her, and it was warm and warm with her voice. He bends his lips slightly, "Yeah."

Finally woke up.

Miaomiao put a silver fishtail on his lap, straightened up and hooked his neck, her exquisite body was close to him, and he nuzzled his side face contentedly, "I know you have been guarding me, in fact, I know it. , But I can't move, I can't speak..."

During the coma, her consciousness was awake, but her body was asleep. The voice of him talking to people, and his angry rebuke, every sentence can be heard clearly, and she knew his name in fear and anxiety even at night.

But she couldn't speak, let alone move, and was anxious in another body.

Now that I finally wake up, I think I can get tired of him.

Miaomiao called out a lot of princes, and finally turned into a whisper. Only half an hour after waking up, she slowly fell asleep again.

Yang Fu looked at her peaceful face carefully, and saw that she was simply asleep, and he was relieved.

Xu's possession of these tens of days made her body too tired, which made her tire unstoppable. Yang Fu put her in the corner of the bath, got up to the screen and changed her clothes. He heard that the mullion door was pushed open, and a figure walked in from outside.

Wei Ling rested all night, her complexion was much better than yesterday, "Has Liushui awoke?"

Yang Fu retracted his gaze and fastened the belt around his waist, "I only woke up once, and now I am asleep again."

Wei Ling nodded and walked into the screen.

Guo Jian a small figure beside the pool quietly leaned against the pool wall, curled up into a ball, sleeping extremely peacefully. He suddenly collapsed in his heart, resisting the throbbing, and hugged her from the water onto the poolside couch.

The silver-white fish scales grew to the waist, and he stroked the shiny scales with unprecedented gentleness. He always felt that the tail of Liushui was very beautiful, it would sparkle when it surfaced, dazzling and dazzling, more stunning than all the gems in the world. It's a pity that she didn't like it, because this tail blocked her footsteps to the shore.

What he can do now is to help her one last time.

He tilted his head to the side, "Come here and help."

Yang Fu had already changed his clothes and stood not far away.

Wei Ling's voice was very weak: "Hold her shoulders and don't let her move."

At first Yang Fu didn't know what this meant, but when Wei Ling fed Miaomiao a black and brown pill, the scales on Miaomiao's legs gradually fell off, he suddenly woke up.

Miao Miao Dai frowned, Xu felt pain, and gritted his teeth and made a low whimper, like the cry of a small animal. Yang Fu was afraid that she would bite her tongue, so he stretched out his fist and put it next to her, letting her bite it.

Later, the pain intensified, Miao Miao couldn't help twisting and struggling, biting blood beads from the back of his hand.

"Woo..." There were water drops overflowing from the corner of her eyes, falling to the ground with a crisp crashing sound.

Yang Fuhuan held her upper body, raised his eyes and asked: "When will she hurt?"

Wei Ling put her hand on her tail and said quietly, "Until her legs grow out."

Pain is inevitable. She wants to take a shortcut and has to endure torture that no one else has. Leshan Leshui didn't find the shark man, it doesn't mean that he didn't find it. This medicine is a dangerous medicine that can turn her into a human, but it will have to endure great pain.

Maybe for a long time, maybe forever, she won't change back to the shark again.

From morning to evening, Miao Miao fainted from the pain many times, and woke up again and again. Repeatedly, she abruptly turned her pink and pretty face pale. At about Mo Youshi, the pain finally passed, and she fell into Yang Fu's arms wearily, no longer conscious.

She bit a deep blood mark on the tiger's mouth on Yang Fu's right hand, which would definitely leave scars in the future, but he didn't feel the pain. He followed her waist and looked down at the snow-white slender jade legs.