90 Days of Spring: The ninth day

Wei Ling gave her a bottle of pearl white jade ointment, and taught her to smear her face once in the morning and evening, and it would make her skin smooth, and she would become greasy in a few days. Although the skin on the little girl's body was good, her face was dry and thin and yellow due to the perennial exposure to the sun. In Wei Ling's words, it was disgusting to look at.

Miaomiao pouted contemptuously. Although this face is not overpowering, it can be called delicate and delicate, which is not as bad as he said.

From Hanyuxuan back to the servant's room, she has been holding the porcelain bottle given by Wei Ling tightly, with mixed feelings in her heart. Cen Yun didn't ask her where she went, and she wasn't on duty tonight, so she could come back earlier. During this period, Miaomiao has been thinking about how to attack Yang Fu. Although Wei Ling told her some things, she still needs to be careful about how to implement them.

At first, Wei Ling said lightly: "If you show up in front of him a few more times, and use some tricks at the right time, he will definitely take care of you."

Miaomiao looked at him suspiciously, and muttered twice, "But I won't use tricks..."

This is really overestimating her. She is simple-minded and can be called a muscle. She cannot become smart overnight. Wei Ling looked at her coldly, and finally leaned over to her ear, and whispered a few words. Men know men best, and Yang Fu is a man with a deep and deep city, which is difficult to fathom. As early as when Miaomiao's heart was attached to him, Wei Ling had thoroughly investigated his situation, so he was not a stranger to him. For Yang Fu, Miaomiao's pure and kind qualities are the most precious.

It's a pity that Wei Ling doesn't intend to say too much, he has his own selfishness, success or failure depends on the nature of the two.

Miaomiao kept Wei Ling's words in her heart. Although she didn't understand, she generally knew what to do. While thinking about countermeasures, she boiled hot water to wash her face. After the scaling incident last time, she didn't dare to touch the water for several days. Today, I told Wei Ling about my troubles, and Wei Ling told her not to worry, the scales at first were just because her body couldn't adapt to them, but after a few days, it was fine, as long as she didn't get wet all over her body, she wouldn't show any flaws.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it carefully, and waited for a while, his hand was really safe. Only then did Miaomiao feel relieved, and carefully scrubbed her cheeks and neck, sat in front of the bronze mirror, poured out a little white jade ointment, melted it and spread it evenly on her cheeks, put a hot compress on it with a towel, and waited patiently for a quarter of an hour.

Probably because of being soaked in water, her eyes are full of autumn water, and her small face is slightly flushed by the hot water, which looks delicate at first glance. Miaomiao couldn't help feeling that Wei Ling's ointment really worked. She put it on the bedside like a baby, and burrowed into the bed contentedly.

Lay down for a while and remembered something, put on the bright red short jacket again, walked out of the room, and walked to the door of the kitchen in the other courtyard familiarly.

The sun is setting to the west, and it is about to fall. The prince just had a meal not long ago, and the master in the kitchen is cleaning up the mess. He looked up to see people, and smiled kindly, "Isn't this Miaomiao?"

Miaomiao nodded quickly, and asked with a smile, "I'm not full tonight... Is there any food left in the kitchen?"

Knowing her reason for coming, Master Xu smiled heartily, "I usually see that you eat less, and you are so skinny at such a young age, today you finally think about it!" said while taking out a drawer from the steamer Xiaolongbao, "This is a steamed bun that you haven't eaten for dinner. Take it to satisfy your hunger first."

Miaomiao sat aside with the crab rice dumpling in her hands, took a bite of one, and the delicious juice flowed out of her mouth. Others tasted delicious on their lips and teeth, but Miaomiao felt the taste was strange. She managed to eat the whole drawer, her little stomach was so full that she couldn't stand up, "I, I'm full..."

Master Xu brought her a cup of strong tea to clear her intestines, the little girl was about the same size as her daughter, so she loved her a little more unconsciously. Miaomiao thanked her with a smile, lowered her head and slowly sipped her mouth until she finished drinking a cup of tea before she felt relieved.

Gratefully thanking Master Xu repeatedly, Miaomiao left the kitchen contentedly, and walked back to the servant's room leisurely.

If it's true what Wei Ling said, Yang Fu didn't have seductive thoughts about her because she looked too young, then she can make herself more mellow so that he can no longer treat him like a little girl.

Thinking of this, Miaomiao's fighting spirit is high, and even her steps are much firmer.

*

Not far ahead is the servant's room. Her and Cen Yun's room is the third room on the west side, with the wall on the left. Miaomiao was about to open the door to enter, when suddenly a gray and white kitten jumped out from the corner of the wall and made shrill meowing sounds at her. Miaomiao froze all of a sudden, forgot to hide in the room, took two steps back without daring to move, and looked at it silently.

Throughout the ages, cats and fish have been natural enemies, even if they become humans. Miaomiao's small hands clenched into fists in the sleeves, her body trembled uncontrollably, she was extremely vigilant against this gray cat that suddenly appeared.

It was dirty, and its pupils shone with a faint green light in the night light, making it frightening. It was clearly in a state of embarrassment, but its posture was arrogant. It stared at Miaomiao for a moment, then turned its head and ran away indifferently. Miaomiao was so frightened that her hands and feet were weak, she entered the room in a daze, and fell limp on the embroidered pier, unable to recover for a long time.

She fell asleep early before Cen Yun came back, her body curled up into a ball, and she was full of defense even in her dreams.

*

Han Yuxuan was shrouded in moonlight, calm and peaceful, a black shadow passed by the door of the main room, lingered outside for a long time, finally spotted the gap and slipped in. The servant girl only felt that something jumped by her feet, and when she looked back, she saw a gray cat heading towards the inner room!

She was astonished, and hurried back to the house, trying to catch him out. If the wild cat came from nowhere, if it disturbed the prince, the consequences would be disastrous.

However, the cat was very flexible, as if it had sensed it, and ran straight to where the prince was.

The servant girl was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she went in to plead guilty as if she were dead, but she did not expect to see such a scene——

The four kings hadn't fallen asleep yet, and were reclining on the bedside reading a book. Under the candlelight, the profile of their faces was soft and perfect, and the kitten was lying quietly in their arms. As if the cat had finally found its home, it nestled comfortably in his arms and purred, before falling into a deep sleep.

Yang Fu turned his head to look at the stunned servant girl, and explained quietly: "This is a cat raised in my house. I didn't expect to find it here. You go and prepare a pot of hot water and wash it. Fan."

The servant girl responded repeatedly, bowed her head and retreated into the room, making a false alarm.

The kitten looks much better after being washed, the gray and white fur is soft and shiny, and it is very cute. The maid made a temporary nest for it, right next to Yang Fu's bed, probably because of the fatigue of the journey, it didn't protest at all, lying on the soft mattress and continued to sleep soundly.

Yang Fu was so disturbed by it that he lost the mood to read the book, he simply closed the scroll, staring at the small ball of characters, for some reason a vague appearance appeared in his mind. Like this cat, she has clear and clear eyes, which are clear and compelling.

*

At dawn, Miaomiao and the other maids came to Hanyuxuan early to be on duty.

Yang Fu got up early today, so when she went in, he was already dressed. Miaomiao twisted the towel and waited for him to wash. He was more than a head taller than her, and she had to tiptoe to touch his forehead. Miaomiao raised her head, paying attention to his detailed outline seriously, her eyes were extremely pious.

The little maid seemed to have changed, Yang Fu looked down at her, but couldn't tell what happened.

He stared, took the towel from Miaomiao's hand, "I'll do it myself."

Miaomiao responded in a trance, and was about to hand it over to him, but was startled by a soft object that suddenly fell at her feet. The dirty kitten was cleaned yesterday, and its bright green eyes stared at her. Miaomiao's pupils shrank, she subconsciously stepped back half a step, and knocked down the embroidery pier behind her, making a dull sound.

Miaomiao propped her hands on the ground, sobbing helplessly, as if she had forgotten where she was, and her body trembled uncontrollably.