90 Days of Spring: Day 48

He walked into the house calmly, "Speaking of which, you should be punished according to the family rules for keeping this Wang Yupei privately."

At this time, it was dinner time, and there were many people passing by upstairs and downstairs, and there was a lot of noise, especially at the stairs. Miaomiao had no choice but to turn around and close the door, blocking the view from inside and outside.

Yang Fu obviously has his own room, but he always wants to come to her place. He really did what he said, he wanted to stay with her in the inn, and he hasn't returned to the palace for the past two days. But Miaomiao knew he was busy, and sometimes he would flip through the paperwork in the car without any frown.

If it is said that Miaomiao was justified just now, her eyes are weak now, "I didn't steal it."

Yang Fu sat at the round table, staring at her leisurely, "Oh?"

That expression is clearly saying, is that right, I don't believe it.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Miaomiao looked around and couldn't answer, "I picked it up in your house... Since I picked it up, it's not considered stealing."

What kind of nonsense is this, Yang Fu couldn't help laughing, "Don't talk about the house, it is a huge palace, everything inside belongs to this king."

Miaomiao said angrily, "Then can't you send me?"

The little girl broke the jar, probably because she thought he was stingy, so she reached out to ask him for it: "Then my pearl is still with the prince, return it to me."

Yang Fu grasped her hand, picked up the wooden chopsticks on the table and hit her palm, "The origin of that thing is unknown, so it was confiscated."

Miaomiao didn't care about the pain, "Why is the origin unknown...it's mine, and it can be exchanged for a lot of money!"

Yang Fu asked again: "Do you want my king's jade pendant?"

The topic changed a little quickly, and Miaomiao was taken over by him foolishly, "Think about it."

Yang Fu bent his lips, "What would you give me in exchange?"

The Hao wrist was held in his palm, and Miaomiao felt a little itchy when he felt his warm body temperature. She wanted to move, but he held it even tighter. "I don't have anything... There are so many precious antiques in the prince's mansion, do you still care about this jade pendant?"

Yang Fu hummed, looked at her and said seriously: "I care."

But she really has nothing to exchange, Miaomiao frowned in distress, "Then I, I... what do you want? Tell me."

It was so dull that Yang Fu felt helpless, and hit her palm again with his chopsticks, "What wish did you wish for incense today?"

After being beaten twice, Miaomiao finally felt the pain. She quickly replied: "I hope the prince will be healthy and live a long life!"

Yang Fu felt relieved at last, put the wooden chopsticks back on the table, and rubbed his thumb in her palm, "Without the amulet, how can this wish come true?"

His eyebrows were lowered, his voice was hoarse, and he asked calmly.

Miaomiao stared blankly, as if she understood something, after making such a big detour, it turns out that the prince wanted to say this? She couldn't help laughing, and quietly raised the corners of her mouth, deliberately trying to annoy him: "Then what should we do? We've already returned, Dongwu Temple is so far away."

As soon as Yang Fu raised her head, she put back her smile and pretended to be serious. "Did the prince hit me just because of this?"

Two red marks gradually appeared on the little girl's white and tender palms. Her small hands were pinched in Yang Fu's palms, forming a stark contrast. One was soft and boneless, and the other was slender. Once he tightened his grip, he could hold her hand completely.

Yang Fu lifted his lips, smiling deeply, "Not all."

He tightened his hands, trapping Miaomiao between his legs, the little girl is not tall, even standing is only half a head taller than him. Yang Fu's black eyes were sharp, and he stared at her closely: "What's your relationship with him?"

Miaomiao was puzzled, as soon as she lowered her head, she saw herself in his eyes, probably because her posture was too ambiguous, she couldn't even turn her head, "Who is he?"

Yang Fu paused and said slowly, "Wei Ling."

Miaomiao didn't even think about it, "A very close person." She remembered that Yang Fu had asked this before, when she said they were childhood sweethearts, but in fact childhood sweethearts are not enough to describe their relationship, Wei Ling is much more important than that. Looking back at the past few decades, Wei Ling was the only one by her side. He was the only one she could rely on when she was lonely and helpless, and he was already more important than her relatives.

As soon as Wei Ling was mentioned, she would go on and on: "Wei Ling has helped me a lot since I was a child. I had troubles before, and it was he who dealt with the aftermath... Another time when I was in danger, he saved me. Survived. And this time..."

The more she talked, the more unhappy Yang Fu's face became. Although Miaomiao is a little slow, but fortunately she is not stupid, her voice gradually weakened, "What does the prince want to know?"

He asked her, but she said he was not happy, it's really hard to be a human being.

Yang Fu whispered, "Miaomiao, have you ever thought about why he treats you well?"

Miaomiao tilted her head, "Because we are the same..."

She hurriedly stopped, swallowing the half-sentence she hadn't spoken. "Because we grew up together and used to depend on each other."

In her opinion, it is normal for her to treat Wei Ling well and Wei Ling to treat her well. It's hard to imagine what life would be like without each other.

Depending on each other...Yang Fu rubbed the center of his brows, as far as he knew, Wei Ling was not as simple as she thought. Fortunately, she is not smart, so Yang Fu held her head and pressed against her forehead, "Miaomiao, can you just rely on me if you have anything to do in the future?"

Probably because his voice was too gentle, Miaomiao was bewitched unknowingly, she nodded and said, "Then can you make me depend?"

Yang Fu said solemnly: "Of course."

He will never give her another chance to rely on others.

*

Yang Fu wanted to stay in her room at night, but because of Wei Ling's presence, Miaomiao finally kicked him out.

When the door was about to close, Yang Fu raised his hand to block it, and leaned over to kiss her cheek: "It's time to go back to the mansion with the king tomorrow."

In the crowd, Miaomiao blushed uncontrollably, "But... I will scare people."

Yang Fu chuckled, "This king will handle it."

She still shook her head, "Let's go back after Wei Ling...'s fish injury is healed." She felt guilty and almost slipped her mouth.

She was determined, no matter what she said, Yang Fu took one last look at her before returning to the opposite room. Miaomiao changed Wei Ling's medicine with the doctor's new prescription, and fed him two small black balls, and hooked the safe talisman on the shelf. Suddenly remembered something, pursed his lips and smiled, and went to bed after washing.

The next day, the sky was bright and the wind was breezy. When the curtains on the bed were blown up, there was no one in the bed.

Yang Fu stood in front of the bed, his face sinking unconsciously.

At the end of the day, there was no movement in the room, Yang Fu knocked on the door, but no one responded. The door opened with a light push. This lost girl didn't even lock the door. Unexpectedly, there was no sign of her in the room, not even in the hall downstairs. If it wasn't for the fish, Yang Fu might think she just ran away.

He walked out of the house and ordered Leshan Leshui to investigate her whereabouts: "Ask the people in the inn if they saw Miaomiao go out?"

The two agreed, and they scattered in all directions.

Not long after, Le Shui came back and stood in front of him with folded fists: "My lord, the shopkeeper Dao Miaomiao girl went out before dawn, two hours have passed."

Yang Fu got up, his brows were serious: "Where did she go?"

Le Shan shook his head, "The shopkeeper doesn't know."

He said: "Order someone to find..." Before he finished speaking, he saw a cherry-colored beauty appearing at the door.

Miaomiao stood at the door, watched them talking nervously, and took a step aside, "Am I bothering you? Leave me alone, I'll go downstairs."

"Come back." Yang Fu whispered, dismissing Le Shan and calling her to him, "Where have you been?"

Miaomiao kept her hands behind her back all the time, and at this moment she stretched out her hands with a smile, and spread her palms, "Will the prince give me the jade pendant?"

In the palm of the white as jade hand lay a bright yellow peace talisman, embroidered with wishful cloud patterns, with a peace knot on the top and red tassels on the bottom, exactly the same as Wei Ling's.

Yang Fu looked at it for a while, held it in his hand, and answered the wrong question: "When did you get up?"

It was only then that Miaomiao dared to complain, "I woke up before dawn, and I didn't know where Dongwu Temple was. So I hired a driver to take me there. Fortunately, I finally found it."

Yang Fu touched her head, "Next time, you are not allowed to go so far alone, what should you do if there is danger on the way?"

Miaomiao pursed her lips, "It's not that the prince wants this."

The implication is that if it is not for you, I will not go.

Yang Fu smiled lowly, lifted her onto his lap, wrapped his arms around her delicate body and said, "Well, I want it."

After waiting for a while, Miaomiao twisted dissatisfiedly, she didn't wake up so early in vain, "The prince said that he would give me the jade pendant, so you can't count the words."

Why is she so obsessed with the jade pendant? If she didn't know, she would have thought that she only wanted the jade pendant and didn't want to be with him.

Yang Fudao, "The jade pendant is in the mansion, but I didn't bring it out. I will give it to you when you go back."

Miaomiao remained silent.

Sure enough, his next sentence was: "Miaomiao, when will you go back with me?"

Miaomiao was really scared by his question, so she jumped off his lap: "I'll think about it again!"

She was in a dilemma, she wanted to go back with Yang Fu, but her rationality said she couldn't go back. If she went back, she would definitely have to take Wei Ling with her, but Wei Ling didn't like the palace, she knew that.

*

Miaomiao went out for a trip in the afternoon, the weather was getting hotter and the mosquitoes were getting more and more, and she was bitten by many bumps when she slept at night. After she scratched it twice, she began to turn red. She had no choice but to go to the street to buy ointment. She heard that wearing a sachet can repel mosquitoes, so she wanted to buy one along the way.

I wanted to go alone, but Yang Fu said, "I'll be with you."

Miaomiao was about to wave his hand to refuse, but he was already ahead.

Unable to refuse, Miaomiao followed him step by step and walked towards the street.

I bought the ointment at the medical center. It is refreshing and cool to apply. It also has the scent of wormwood, which makes you feel refreshed. Miaomiao went to the spice shop on the side again and chose a sachet with four seasons flower patterns. The spices are made of plants such as jasmine, Atractylodes macrocephala, and mugwort. It smells faintly fragrant, and Miaomiao likes it very much.

She asked for this, and chose another Helutongchun sachet, took out the money and handed it to the shopkeeper: "I want these two."

Out of the shop, she handed it to Yang Fu: "It's for the prince."

After saying that, she bounced and ran away, the sachet was tied around her waist, bouncing up and down with her movements. Yang Fu held the sachet and looked at her figure quietly.

In addition to buying ointment sachets, Miaomiao took Yang Fu around the street again, and it was already an hour later when they returned.

She went upstairs and returned to the house, and after seeing the scene in the house, she stopped abruptly. I saw half of the wooden bed collapsed, the bedding fell to the ground in a mess, and the luggage was scattered all over the floor.

Miaomiao stepped forward in surprise, "What's going on?"

How did the bed collapse, where should she sleep at night?