90 Days of Spring

Except for Yang Fu's navy blue brocade robe, she had no other cover. Because Yang Fu's robes were wide and covered up to her thighs, she still showed a lot of them.

Miaomiao was still in a coma, her soaked clothes clinging to her body, and one more glance would be profanity. Yang Fu leaned over to tie her belt, took off the clothes he changed into, and wrapped her tightly. He hugged her out of the bath and did not forget to thank her before leaving, "Thank you, brother Wei, for this kindness, Qi Han learn by heart."

Wei Lingchu stayed on the spot, watching him walking away step by step holding Miaomiao, her exposed jade feet swayed, as if stepping on the tip of his heart, indescribable.

There was a muffled sound when the Zhizhan door closed, and Yang Fu's figure was hidden outside. Wei Ling raised her arm, seeming to want to stay, and finally sat on the couch without saying a word. There were a few white scales scattered on the ground. He bent over to pick it up and placed it in his palm to examine it carefully.

Liushui's fish scales, Liushui who follows him like a small tail, probably won't need him anymore.

She became a human as she wished, and another man will guard her from now on. Wei Ling smiled low, picked up the scales scattered on the ground one by one, held it in the palm of her hand, got up and walked out of the Mu room.

The Four Kings stayed in Wutong Pavilion Mu Room for one day and one night, and many people in the house were trying to figure it out, but no one dared to go in and ask about it, so I don't know.

Some people have speculated that Ms. Miao Miao passed away. The prince was hit too hard and couldn't relieve his grief, so he was sentimental in the place where Ms. Miao lived. However, in the evening, Yu Xia Chengqi saw the four kings returning to the Rongguang Academy with a beautiful girl.

In fact, this girl was shrunk in the arms of the prince. Few people saw her true face. Why did she say she was beautiful? The exposed hands and feet of Gein are fat, white and flawless. People who can have this kind of skin will certainly not look bad.

When someone sees this, it is inevitable to sigh. Yesterday, the girl buried Miaomiao, and today the prince came back with another girl. It was too soon... There were many maids gathered around and chewed on the roots of their tongues, and many of them were men’s men. The heart is really unreliable, even if it is a man like the prince who seems to be single-minded, he can't help but tempt.

How do they know that the beautiful girl is the Miaomiao girl they have served a few days ago.

A maid in the main room was wiping the tables and chairs. Seeing Yang Fu came back, they put aside their work and stepped forward to greet him: "My lord, the kitchen has just sent a few new snacks, would you like to try it..." I didn't finish. Seeing the girl in his arms, although only half of her face was exposed, it was enough to see that it was a bright and clean face like a crescent moon. She was startled immediately, and the remaining half sentence swallowed back into her stomach.

Yang Fu didn't stop, he hugged Miaomiao and came to the couch in the inner room, put down the four-corner curtains, "They are all waiting outside, not allowed in."

With a command, he stopped the maid's staggering steps. "Yes."

In the light account, Yang Fu took off Miaomiao's casually wrapped clothes, took the bedcloth and wiped the water drops off her body. In the end, the hands holding her little feet were stagnant, and he didn't dare to take another look, pulled the brocade mattress over her body, and walked out of the inner room.

She was tortured by pain for a whole day, and her brows were still slightly frowned at this time, and her little bitter face looked pitiful. Although Yang Fu wants to stay with her, there are other things to deal with now.

Walking out of the room, the maid saw the scars on his hand, a row of deep tooth marks, and he was still bleeding. Several people were immediately taken aback, and they brought Bailian ointment to stop the bleeding, "What's wrong with the prince? Can you ask the maid to ask the doctor, in case you get sick..."

Yang Fuben wanted to say no, but then he nodded and said: "Go and ask the doctor to come."

One of the maids responded and ran out without saying a word. Not long after he invited a doctor, Yang Fu did not let him see the wound on his hand, but took the person to the inner room.

He was sitting on the collapsed edge, with a bright white wrist exposed in the light veil, and a silk kerchief on his head. "Please see if she is sick."

The doctor made a serious diagnosis, retracted **** and said slowly: "The pulse is a little weak and there is no other serious problem. As long as this girl is well rested and recuperated, she will be able to recover in a few days."

As he said, he went to the side to prescribe a tonic prescription, and just take it every day. Yang Fu ordered him to take him down to receive the consultation fee, "Mr. Lao."

The maid finally got into the inner room and looked curiously at the vague figure in the curtain. Who is this person? As soon as he entered the house, the prince valued him so much that he couldn't even take care of his hand injury, but he had to check her pulse first.

After all, Miaomiao and he hadn't eaten for a whole day, and now after letting go, they were indeed a little hungry. Yang Fu ordered the meal to be arranged, and in addition ordered: "Heat a bowl of red jujube lily porridge in the kitchen, and serve it whenever Miaomiao wakes up."

The maid's chin almost didn't fall to the ground, she looked inside the bed in astonishment, and then at the Four Kings, lest he made a slip of the tongue, "Miao, girl Miaomiao?"

She was not buried yesterday, everyone in the house knows...

Yang Fu raised his eyebrows, not angry but mighty, "Don't go?"

The maid didn't say any more, and walked out of the inner chamber in a small step, not calm for a long time. She was sure that she hadn't seen it just now. Miaomiao's appearance is so different from that of the girl in the bed. How could she be Miaomiao? Where is Miaomiao so beautiful? But looking at the prince’s expression, it’s not as if he was confused and made a mistake, is it vague or wonderful?

She shook her head, put aside the absurd thoughts in her mind, and stepped up to order the kitchen to do something.

Mostly he was too hungry, Yang Fu only ate a few bites of light vegetarian dishes, and drank a bowl of mushroom chicken porridge, then stopped his chopsticks. These days are too tired, it is rare to have such a peaceful time, the stone that has been lying in his heart is removed, and the whole person is much relaxed.

After bathing and changing clothes, Yang Fu called in to take care of the affairs and casually asked Ju Wei Ling about his situation, "If he has any needs, even if he is satisfied, there is no need to report to me."

The steward said yes, and frankly said: "Wei Langjun fell asleep as soon as he returned to the house, looking very tired."

Yang Fu whispered: "Then don't bother him, let's step back first."

In the past two days, Wei Ling really spent a lot of energy on Miaomiao. No wonder she fell asleep when she went back. She must have a rest for three to five days to recover.

At the end of the day, Yang Fu finished washing and was about to go to bed. He didn't like to keep people in the room, and only left two maids outside the corridor, taking turns to watch the night. The moon shadow was dim, the lanterns hung high under the corridor, and the lights were dimly lit, shining into the inner room through the sill window, casting a long shadow on the ground.

There was only one candle light in the room, and Yang Fu came to the couch and saw the people on the couch in the silvery white moonlight. She sleeps much more peacefully than in the daytime, her eyebrows are flattened, but her pink lips are still pressed, her fist on the side of her cheek is slightly clumped, like a baby sleeping.

Yang Fu leaned over and looked at her face quietly. The little girl was born very beautiful, and probably the whole capital couldn't find a second one, and she would fall in love with her without a fan, which made the harem beauties eclipsed.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but touch it. It felt good, slippery and tender, like the white tofu sold on the street, it broke with a single touch.

She is like an exquisite porcelain doll, his strength is heavier, and he leaves a red mark on her body. There was a clear scent in her mouth, Yang Fu couldn't help but taste it again, prying open her closed lips and teeth, her breathing gradually became a little heavier, and she might be out of control if she continued.

However, the little girl lay softly under him, unprepared at all, it was really hard to control. He endured it for a long time, not wanting to touch someone else's body, and finally waited until the day when she became a human, the turbulent feelings grew in the bottom of his heart, and the wildfire started a prairie fire.

Yang Sui touched her cheek with his nose, and after a long time, his breathing gradually stabilized.

Yang Fu only fell asleep in the middle of the night, unlike Miao Miao who slept firmly for six or seven hours, and woke up naturally in the morning.

Not long after the genius was bright, the sun poured into the account, Yang Fu opened his eyes and looked to his side, only to see that there was no one in the bed.

With a serious expression on his face, he opened the bed net and walked out, reluctant to wear only a thin mid-laner, "Come here!"

The maid had been waiting outside for a long time, her face was embarrassed, but she was much more relaxed when she heard his voice, and she even came to the front happily, "What is the Lord's command?"

Yang Fu walked around and put on a shirt, his face was ugly, "Where's Miaomiao, can you see anyone coming last night?"

The maid gave way to the side, her eyes gazed outside the room, "Miaomiao the lord said, is it..."

Following her gaze, she saw a girl standing in the courtyard with his clothes of yesterday hanging loosely on her shoulders, who was being chased by a gray kitten. She wears her clothes at the first glance, with long sleeves hanging down her side, looking funny.

A scene that was supposed to make people laugh, but when I looked at her face, I was instantly caught by that face. The face is bright and clear, crystal clear, and the dawn in Xixi is not as beautiful as a mortal, just one glance, she falls into her incomparable appearance.

She was forced by Xue'ou to have nowhere to escape, and she shrank in a corner in a panic, with a thin layer of mist in her eyes. It was so pitiful that people couldn't help but want to come forward and rescue her. When she raised her eyes, she just saw Yang Fu standing on the porch, and a surprise flashed in her eyes, and immediately flew to him in desperation, hugging him without hesitation with her open hand.

Yang Fu was knocked back half a step, raised his hand to support her shoulder, and lowered his head, just to meet her smiling eyes.

He has seen many pairs of eyes, greedy, wise, dirty or beautiful. There has never been a pair of eyes that are as clear and agile as hers, so beautiful to the extreme, and every time he glances at it, his heart moves.

Miaomiao wrapped around his waist and shrank even more into his arms, perhaps afraid that Xueou would find him. Thinking of the scene just now, I couldn't help but accuse: "I just wanted to come out for a walk, but I didn't expect it to run after me..."

Halfway through the conversation, he smiled stupidly, couldn't hide his joy, and bounced in his arms, "Master, Lord, I actually grow..."

Yang Fu raised his hand to cover her chattering little mouth, leaned over and looked at her, the tenderness in his eyes turned into a spring of water.