90 Days of Spring: Day 4

Sunlight penetrated into the room through the gauze, specks of dust danced in the air, and the crisp morning breeze swept in from the window lattice, blowing open the books on the case, and the pages of the books rustled. After a while, the wind stopped, and the room returned to calm. Yang Fu stood in front of the sill window, his skin was as clear as jade, and his brows were peaceful.

Miaomiao forgot the purpose of coming here for a moment, and stared at him intently, until the other party turned his head, and then reluctantly lowered his eyelids.

There was too much admiration in her eyes, Yang Fu noticed it, thinking of what Steward Yuan said last night, he immediately curled his lips amusedly. He turned half sideways, and the other half was hidden in the silvery white warm winter sun, "I heard that you fell asleep in the middle of the night, and you kept saying my name in your dreams?"

Unexpectedly, he said such things, Miaomiao was stunned for a moment.

That's not what she said, she never dreamed... But since she took over her body, Miaomiao nodded resignedly, "Yes."

Yang Fu is not as indifferent as yesterday, he smiled and said: "Do you really like this king?"

Without any hesitation, Miaomiao nodded twice, "I like it!" Her bright eyes were shining in the sun, and her slender eyelashes flickered, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, lively and lively.

Yang Fu said meaningfully: "Why?"

Why do you like someone? This stumped Miaomiao, she liked him since she was a pine leaf koi. Peeking at him every day has become an indispensable thing, if one day he doesn't go to the Huxin Pavilion, she will be sad all day. For this reason, Wei Ling scolded her for being worthless more than once, but Miaomiao thought that she would probably be so worthless in this life, and anyone who taught her would pretend to be him.

She couldn't say these words to Yang Fu, and the words got stuck in her throat, Miaomiao finally bowed her head: "There is no reason."

Just now she looked excited, but now her head drooped, Yang Fu stared at her, "That was just a whim."

Miaomiao quickly shook her head, anxious, "Of course not, I'm serious!"

Small and serious, it makes people laugh. I've never seen such a bold little maid, she just dared to think about the Patriarch, and she had to bargain with him, it's really rare. Yang Fu stared at her for a moment with his deep eyes, turned around and sat behind the raised table, and changed the subject without showing any emotion, "You used to work in the backyard?"

Miaomiao was stunned, and her momentum suddenly weakened a lot, "Yes."

Yang Fu spread out the river map on the table, and asked in a low voice: "When others bully you, why don't you tell the manager?"

Miaomiao put her hands behind her back, her fingers twisted together helplessly, mumbling endlessly: "I, I dare not say..."

God knows what the little maid in the past was thinking, but if you think about it carefully, there are only a few reasons, cowardly and cowardly, not wanting to cause trouble. Miaomiao's tangled appearance showed her embarrassment to the fullest, Yang Fu paused slightly, his thumb whirling on the scroll, "There is nothing to be afraid of, if this happens again in the future, it's okay to say it."

Miaomiao raised her eyes and turned to his side face, Qiqi Ai Ai: "Can I tell you?"

Yang Fu finally turned his head to look at her, his eyes were deep, and he said after a while: "Yes."

She looked like she had gained some huge advantage, her small face suddenly raised a smile, bright and sly, and her bright smile directly hit people's hearts.

*

After Yunjinzhai's books were finished drying, Miaomiao was completely free, and only had to wait for the evening before moving back to the attic.

Yang Fu didn't need anyone to serve her, she only served tea once before she was sent out by him. Leshan Leshui was stuck at the door like a log, and he didn't respond to them when talking to them, Miaomiao was extremely boring.

Occasionally passing by a room under the corridor, through the silk gauze, you can see a tall and slender figure inside, so Miaomiao stops and peeks at the people inside. She could only see half of her side face, and she couldn't see it clearly through a layer. Even so, she couldn't move, as if roots had taken root under her feet.

The curve of his side face is exquisite and perfect, his chin is smooth, his lips are slightly lighter... There is no part of his body that is not the most beautiful. Miaomiao stared blankly, not even noticing his frowning, until Yang Fu sighed silently, "Miaomiao, I can give you half a day off today."

He actually called her name! Miaomiao couldn't help being overjoyed, she didn't care about being discovered by him, and said happily: "The servant girl doesn't want to have a holiday."

Yang Fu said, "This is my king's order."

Well, it's not like she hasn't seen it. Miaomiao stuck out her tongue, and was about to withdraw her head, when she heard Yang Fu say again: "In the future, you will be in charge of the Book Pavilion, and you will come to take care of it every few days. From tomorrow until Han Yuxuan will be in charge, you will be in charge Serve tea and make water, if there is anything you don't understand, let Cen Yun teach you."

Miaomiao replied without hesitation, "Okay!"

Her little head fell from the edge of the bed, Yang Fu remained motionless, with a faint smile on his lips.

*

It's rare to have half a day of leisure. Miaomiao wanted to go back to the house to rest, but then she thought that she hadn't met Wei Ling since she became a human. She temporarily changed direction and walked towards the Huxin Pavilion in the other courtyard. Because he was in a happy mood, his steps were quite relaxed, and his delicate face was full of smiles, just like the warm sun above his head.

About halfway there, Miaomiao looked around in confusion. Although she had been in the lake for more than ten years, she had never set foot on the shore... Where is this? She only recognized two places, Yunjinzhai and Hanyuxuan, and didn't have time to know other courtyards.

Going forward, it seems to be the gate of the other courtyard. There are servants guarding the gate. Miaomiao was about to step forward to ask, when she caught a glimpse of several people walking in the distance from the corner of her eye. She took two steps back, intending to give way to the other party. It was not until several people came up to her that she realized that it was two servants leading two maids respectively. No matter how they looked, those two maids looked familiar...

Miaomiao couldn't help but look twice more. The other party had obviously seen her, with hatred in his eyes, and the resentful eyes were fixed on her, which made his heart tremble. Miaomiao thought she hadn't done anything bad, but one of the maids acted like she was crazy, she broke free from the shackles of her servants, stepped forward and strangled Miaomiao's neck, "It's you, you evil spirit... ...Why didn't you die back then..."

She moved so fast that Miaomiao was caught off guard. She felt her breath was suffocating, and her neck was strangled. She tried to break off the opponent's wrist, but the opponent hated her to the core, and said with all her strength: "The weather is driving me out, the lord is planning to kill me!" ...It's all you, you must have said something in front of me..."

The breathing became thinner and thinner, Miaomiao was a little dizzy and swollen, she couldn't speak, and she couldn't even use a little strength. It wasn't until the servant stepped forward to stop the mad maid that she came back to life, taking a big gulp of air, and it took a long time before she regained her senses.

The servant girl wanted to step forward, but was kicked on the knee by the servant, "Be honest!"

The servant girl fell to her knees with a thump, her forehead hit the gravel on the ground, blood oozes out immediately, and the flow on her face is extremely terrifying.

Miaomiao finally remembered who she was, and it was the two of them who killed this body that day. The servant dragged them out of the house, threw them on the ground unceremoniously, cursed and shut the door.

Miaomiao touched her neck with lingering fear, her mind was in a mess, what did the maid mean by the Four Kings? He actually intervened in these matters, was it because of her?

With great anticipation in her arms, even her neck didn't hurt so much, Miaomiao went back to the servant's room absent-mindedly all the way, and sat in front of the bronze mirror.

A dry little girl was reflected in the mirror, with a red mark around her neck, which tended to gradually deepen. If there is one good thing about this girl, it is that her skin is extremely white and greasy. The skin on her body is like an egg that has been peeled off its shell, white and smooth. Therefore, the pinch mark left by the maid was particularly obvious, bruised and purple, it was shocking to look at.

Miaomiao is very distressed in front of the mirror, how can she cover up her ugliness?

*

It was getting late, and it was twilight in the west, so Miaomiao came half an hour late on purpose, and came to Yunjinzhai to pack the books.

At this time, Yang Fu should have gone back to eat. Miaomiao thought with certainty that she had to move all the books back to the shelf before dark, otherwise the heavy fog and dew at night would damage the books. She stepped down eagerly, rushing into the attic with a stack of books in her arms. Unexpectedly, a person walked out of the building slowly, she was so astonished, she bumped into him, and the books splashed on the ground.

Miaomiao hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, muttering, "I'm sorry, it was the maid who bumped into the prince..."

Yang Fu took half a step back, seeing her flustered look, he frowned imperceptibly, bent down and picked up a book at his feet, "Why did you come so late?"

Miaomiao lowered her head and explained, "I overslept during the day..."

The peach-pink short jacket was covering her body, and this angle was just right to see her tender neck. Although it was covered by her hair, the bruises on her head could still be seen. Yang Fu leaned over and brushed away the broken hair around her neck, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Miaomiao froze, her eyes rolled wildly, she didn't know how to explain: "Yes, yes..."

She didn't want Yang Fu to know that Gein didn't want to cause him trouble, let alone make him feel stupid and useless. But the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't think of a good excuse, and finally he pursed his mouth in frustration, "Does the lord still remember the maids who were kicked out of the mansion by you? I just met them."

Yang Fu straightened up, "Didn't you say that if you are bullied in the future, you have to tell this king?"

Miaomiao looked up at him, and blurted out: "Will the prince stand up for me?"

He stepped out of the attic, "Maybe."

The elongated shadow of the setting sun was right in front of her, and Miaomiao couldn't help reaching out to touch the top of his head, as if she could feel his warmth. With her chin resting on her knees, she gently curled the corners of her lips.

*

When Cen Yun came back from Han Yuxuan that night, he handed her a small porcelain vase with painted orchid grass in white glaze. Squinting her eyes, she forced her to ask: "What good deed have you done, why does the prince care about you so much?"

Miaomiao leaned back, showing a miserable pink neck, "Look."

Cen Yun was taken aback, "How did this happen, who did it?"

Miaomiao told her all the details, vividly, and made Cen Yun sigh, and became more and more sympathetic to her, and even forgot the initial questioning. She got up to fetch water for Miaomiao, "Sit here, apply cold water for a quarter of an hour, and then use the medicine given by the prince."

Miaomiao nodded obediently, holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

The servant's room is not big, and there is no place to take a bath alone, let alone put a bathtub to take a bath. Ordinary maids can only wipe their bodies every few days. Cen Yun has long been used to this kind of life, but Miaomiao is not. She was born in the water and has not been in the water for several days. Whenever she sees water, she feels itchy.

"I went outside to wash the clothes, just call me if you need something." Cen Yun handed her a towel, turned around and walked outside the house.

Miaomiao unfastened the two buttons, soaked the towel in water, twisted it half dry, and then covered her neck. A trace of coolness seeped into her skin, and she didn't feel cold at all, on the contrary, she felt very comfortable. People often say that they feel like a fish in water, and this is probably what they mean, right?

His hand was itchy, Miaomiao reached out to touch it, opened her eyes wide in horror, and lowered her head in disbelief. I saw a layer of fish scales slowly growing on the back of the hand, replacing the original skin. The towel fell to the ground due to her movement, and she touched her neck tremblingly, and the tentacles were indeed cold scales.

How could this happen? What went wrong?

She was in a turmoil, and Wei Ling's warning words suddenly echoed in her mind, never touch water in front of others...

Is this the end? Miaomiao was so anxious that she saw that Cen Yun was about to come in, but there was nothing she could do!

Wei Ling only warned her not to touch the water, but why didn't he say, how can we get back to the original state?

At this time, Cen Yun's voice sounded: "Miaomiao, how do you feel? If there is no medicine, I will go in and help you."