90 Days of Spring: 21st day

As the name of the blood stone suggests, the blood bead flowing inside is taken from Wei Ling's body. Because of this, when Miaomiao spoke with it, Wei Ling could hear it from the other side, and spoke back.

Miaomiao couldn't believe that the stone was so miraculous, she lowered her head and held it in the palm of her hand, imitating howling: "Wei Ling, Wei Ling."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Ling slapped his forehead hard, "I'm right in front of you, of course I can hear you."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the piece of jade into her skirt, and earnestly instructed: "The capital is far away, you should be careful in everything. If you encounter any trouble..." He hesitated, and changed his words: "The prince should take care of you Solved."

This girl is so innocent and easy to deceive, to be honest, Wei Ling is very worried. Not to mention the jumble of fish and dragons in the capital, just a four princes' mansion, a high gate and a deep courtyard, was enough to bully her to the point where she couldn't do anything. If he gets hurt at that time and he can't arrive in time, who will support her?

According to Miaomiao's narration, Yang Fu treated her special. It's just that I don't know if this specialness will protect her from wind and rain in the future.

This worry lingers in his heart. If he tells this girl, she will definitely dismiss him with a few words. She wanted to follow Yang Fu with all her passion, now she finally got the chance, how could she let it go so easily?

As soon as he was thinking about things, his face was expressionless. Miaomiao held his hand, hesitated for a long time before asking uncertainly: "Wei Ling, won't you go with me?"

Wei Ling can become a human being. Anyway, he has been to many places. This time he went to the capital to relax. Wouldn't it be good to accompany her?

She didn't dare to say it before, because she was afraid that Wei Ling would feel that she was pushing an inch. Because of Yang Fu's matter, she has troubled him a lot, but now she wants him to be with her all the time, she also feels a little selfish. So Miaomiao kept silent, hoping that Wei Ling would bring it up by herself... But she left the day after tomorrow, and he actually gave her a stone. Did he make up his mind to stay in another courtyard?

Miaomiao lowered her head, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Didn't you say you wanted to go to the capital before, we can go together..."

The slender eyelash feathers flutter and flutter, like a butterfly fluttering in a clump of flowers, confusing the spring in the garden. The expectation in her eyes was fully revealed, because she didn't want to embarrass him, so she blinked her eyes to prevent him from seeing it.

Wei Ling looked at her silently for a long time: "Liushui, I don't want to go anymore."

He refused so decisively that Miaomiao was speechless for a moment, raised her head in panic and helplessness, and stammered to persuade: "But you said...you said you would take me to see many places in the capital. Go with you, now you can, why don't you want to go?"

Because she was in a hurry, she spoke incoherently, she only held a little of his fabric in her fingers, and raised her head to ask him anxiously.

Wei Ling turned her head, "You look too ugly now, I feel ashamed to take you out."

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This is really a fatal blow, Miaomiao kept silent, her eyes gradually turned to mourning, she silently said "oh" and said nothing.

After thinking about it, she still felt uncomfortable, so she snorted and explained: "I use the ointment you gave me every day, and now my face is much more beautiful!"

Wei Ling raised her eyebrows bluntly, slightly mocking: "Who said that?"

Miaomiao proudly raised her chest: "Sister Cen Yun said it!"

The little maid was born thin and thin, so her figure is naturally not as exquisite as Miaomiao's own.

Wei Ling didn't bother to hit her again, so she jumped into the water, and after a while, she showed her upper body again, and she had already turned back into a mermaid. Because of living underwater all year round, his skin is fairer than ordinary people, his facial features are exquisite and delicate, and his brows are raised, with a fierce and arrogant aura. He said: "I'm leaving, you go back earlier, so as not to arouse suspicion."

Miaomiao was splashed all over by the water. Hearing the sound, she lowered her arm covering her face and nodded unhappily, "Yeah."

Wei Ling turned around, stopped suddenly, and said slowly, "If there is nothing to do tomorrow, you don't need to use it."

After that, he leaned over and dived into the water. The black-scaled fish tail reflected a crystal-clear and quiet light underwater, and flexibly meandered towards the bottom of the water.

Miaomiao stood on the shore in a daze, staring at the direction where Wei Ling disappeared for a long time.

Wei Ling really doesn't want to go to the capital with her. From now on, she will live alone. At that moment, as if she had lost him, she squatted on the shore of the lake sadly, tightly holding the blood stone he gave through her clothes.

*

After Leshan Leshui came back, the other courtyard began to work on the return of the four kings to Beijing. It was different when he came here, this time the whole house was in an orderly manner, and there was no rush at all.

It takes several days to travel from Bieyuan to the capital, and it will be faster by water. Because they had to go back before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Yang Fu ordered them to go down by water and keep the ceremony simple. When he came, he only brought two servants of Leshan Leshui with him, and when he returned, he brought an extra servant girl, four of them in total, not too many.

After Leshan Leshui heard about the prince's plan, they looked at each other without speaking.

The prince has always treated Miaomiao very special, and she saved the prince's life on the snow mountain, so it is expected that she will be brought back to the palace this time, so they both understand. However, it is inevitable that there are people in the other courtyard who are jealous. To be favored by the prince should be a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes. Why is it this clumsy maid?

Envy is jealousy, but no one dares to provoke Miaomiao. She is now a celebrity in front of the prince, and if she says a few bad things about them, the end will not be good.

Of course Miaomiao doesn't know what the other maids think of her, and she will be leaving tomorrow, so she has to sort out the books in the bookstore before today. Last time, Yang Fu asked her to put them in different categories. After returning from Huayu Mountain, she has been procrastinating until now.

She hurriedly shuttled among the various bookshelves, feeling dizzy from the characters on them, and didn't recognize any of them. Besides, she was upset, and her mind was full of the figure of Wei Ling who left yesterday.

He told her not to go to him today, what does that mean? Does he not want to see her? Did something she say made him unhappy?

Miaomiao was thinking wildly for a while, and the books in her hands were arranged in a mess, with no rules at all. She sighed in annoyance, it was really difficult for her to assign this job to her, so why can't she find someone who can read?

People's voices came from outside the building, Leshan Leshui was waiting in the courtyard, and Yang Fu stepped into the library.

I wanted to pick a few volumes to read on the way home, but I turned around a hollowed-out screen, and saw a little maid standing blankly beside the shelf, pursing her lips and looking at him in shame.

Yang Fu paused, glanced at the books in her arms, "Miaomiao, why are you here?"

It was a few days ago that he said that he would clean up the bookstore. It is normal for him not to remember. But it was hard for Miaomiao, who ran over before dawn and tossed and tossed alone for several hours. "My lord said that it was very difficult to find books, so I asked me to sort and arrange the books here... But my lord, I, I really don't know how to divide them..."

Yang Fu smiled, if she hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it.

He once said that he would come back to teach her, but there is no time right now, "After returning to the capital, I will teach you how to read."

Yan Qi stepped forward, and took out a book from Miaomiao's hand, with a few big characters written in cursive, no wonder she looked distressed, she probably felt that she was drawing a ghost. This book belongs to the category of porcelain appreciation, and it should be placed on the shelf above Miaomiao's head. Yang Fu supported the gold and vermilion lacquer bookcase with one hand, and placed it past her with the other hand.

His clear voice rang above his head: "If it's really troublesome, let someone else clean it up, don't force yourself."

Surrounded by his aura, Miaomiao held her breath, not even daring to move. What caught my eye was his dark blue Sihe Ruyi Tuanyun gown, the tip of his nose could almost rub against the fabric of his clothes, and his breath was filled with a clear and refreshing smell. Miaomiao's cheeks were flushed, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she raised her head stiffly, all she could see was his gracefully curved chin.

However, Yang Fu lowered his head at this time, facing Miaomiao's watery eyes, he was slightly startled, but he didn't move a bit.

The light in the depths of the attic is dim, and the light is blocked by rows of bookshelves. Only the weak sunlight is projected on the feet of the two. It was silent for a while, so quiet that I could hear my heartbeat. Miaomiao was trapped between the bookshelf and Yang Fu, she couldn't see the expression on his face, but could feel his approaching sound.

Hands and feet seemed to be softened, Miaomiao couldn't move, her eyes were wide open, staring at her in disbelief.

Yang Fu faced her face to face, within a short distance, he bent his lips and wiped Miaomiao's cheek, "Why do you look at me like that, am I scary?"

Miaomiao shook her head like a rattle drum, put her heart back into her stomach, but with a little disappointment, "The prince is not scary at all."

Yang Fu straightened up, put the books in her arms back on the shelf one by one, arranged them neatly, and rearranged the ones she had messed up just now. "You don't have to worry about the rest, I will let someone else take care of it. Have you got the luggage ready for tomorrow?"

If you stay by his side, you might be suffocated. Miaomiao quickly hid aside and took a deep breath: "It's packed, thank you for your concern."

Yang Fu hummed thoughtfully, and suddenly thought: "Tomorrow we will take a boat back to Beijing, do you have any objections?"

Miaomiao has never been on a boat: "Can you see water?"

Yang Fu smiled: "Naturally."

She smiled and said, "That's fine, everything is up to the prince to decide."

Being able to try new things, she suddenly became emotional, sweeping away the annoyance just now.

*

After tossing and turning all night, it finally arrived the next morning.

According to Wei Ling's words, Miaomiao did not look for him yesterday. However, lying on the bed and holding the jade, he wanted to try to call his name, but he hesitated. At this time, he should have rested long ago, so let's not bother him anymore.

Miaomiao came to the main hall early, but Yang Fu was already waiting here. It was only Maochu, so he came too early.

After the group gathered, they went to the gate of the courtyard to prepare to leave. Miaomiao and Cen Yun walked behind, saying goodbye to each other reluctantly.

Miaomiao is a fool, she knows that this period of time is thanks to Cen Yun's care, otherwise how could she live so smoothly. She clung to Cen Yun's shoulder and choked, "Sister Cen Yun, I will definitely come back."

Cen Yun didn't know what she meant by her words, so she held her by the shoulder and exhorted: "Say something stupid, you have to live a good life when you arrive in the capital, and you should understand the truth that people go to high places. Write to me, if I can help you, I will definitely not stand idly by."

Miaomiao nodded vigorously twice, and wanted to say something, but Leshan over there was already urging: "If you don't come here again, you won't be able to get to the pier in time."

Cen Yun handed her the bag and gave her a light push on the back: "Go now."

Miaomiao took two steps forward, and turned her head to look at the other courtyard affectionately. His eyes penetrated the vermilion lacquered gate and reached the Huxin Pavilion in the backyard, where she lived for more than ten years, and where she was most familiar with, and now she was leaving, but Wei Ling couldn't come to see her off.

Cleaning up her mood, Miaomiao quickly ran to the chariot, her small face couldn't see the depression just now, "Brother Leshan, I kept you waiting!"

Le Shan nodded, "Get in the car."

She took her skirt and stepped on the footstool to get into the car, opened the curtain and entered the car, Yang Fu looked at her, "Reluctant?"

Miaomiao chose a corner to sit upright, and smiled: "Yeah."

It's because she's in a bad mood, she doesn't talk as much as usual. There was a rare silence in the carriage, Miaomiao lowered her head and swayed along with the carriage.

Yang Fu couldn't help looking, but he didn't know that the little girl was sleeping and staring dazedly.

*

Arrived at the pier half an hour later, just in time for the lucky boat to berth on the shore. Leshan Leshui took the luggage out of the carriage, and then ordered the coachman to drive the carriage back to the other courtyard.

As soon as she got out of the car, Miaomiao stared straight at the huge ship in front of her, and opened her mouth slightly in amazement. The Fuchuan has four floors in total, as tall as a building, with water patterns embossed on the hull, and the sails are raised, like a falcon soaring with wings. Standing on the ground and looking up, she could hardly see the bow of the ship, which showed its magnificence.

Following Yang Fu and boarding the cave ladder to enter the boat, the vision on the boat is wider. Looking around, the sky and the earth are connected to one place, the vastness is vast, and the scenery is majestic and magnificent. From the moment she saw Fu Chuan, Miaomiao was excited, like a bird that had finally escaped from a cage, unable to rest for a moment.

She built a tent with her hands and looked into the distance: "So the water outside is so beautiful!"

No wonder Wei Ling always likes to come outside. Compared with the two, the small world of the Huxin Pavilion is indeed too rigid. The canal is wide and has no end in sight, and it stretches endlessly like a distance. If there were no people around, Miaomiao might not be able to resist jumping into the water and taking a swim.

The four of them shared three rooms, and Leshan Leshui shared one room, all in the east guest room on the third floor.

The indoor layout is neat, but the place is a little narrow. Miaomiao put the salute on the bedside, and walked out the door before she had time to tidy up. She hadn't seen enough just now, and now she wanted to take a few more glances, so that she could show off to Wei Ling when she went back.

There are many people on the passenger ship, dressed in different ways, most of them are merchants, and there are also women, children and the elderly. Miaomiao avoided the crowd and tried to find a relatively remote place. She walked down the stairs and came to the cabin when no one was prepared.

Miaomiao held a jade stone in her hand and called softly: "Wei Ling..."

After waiting for a while, no one responded, she called again: "Wei Ling, Wei Ling."

There were light footsteps behind him, with a little laziness: "What do you want me to do?"