90 Days of Spring: Fifty-sixth day

Fifty-sixth day

In the evening, Miaomiao ate alone, biting her chopsticks and meditating, her small face twisted into a bitter gourd, her mind was full of Wei Ling's last words.

Jiang Alan is going too? But Yang Fu never told her...

She was focusing on the wrong things and was moping all night. Ask yourself, Jiang Alan and the four kings are both talented men and women, and they are well-matched, and standing together is a pair of lovers.

But she's not bad either, Miaomiao puffs her cheeks, the only difference is that she doesn't have two legs, so she can't use her body to stand beside him openly. The emerald fish ball soup was steaming hot, blurring her eyes. Although Miaomiao was unwilling, there was nothing she could do.

The maid at the side called her three times, and she suddenly answered: "What's wrong?"

The servant girl repeated with a smile: "After the meal, can the girl take a bath? The servant girl ordered someone to boil some hot water."

Miaomiao shook her head and refused, and was about to speak, when she suddenly felt a slight itching in her calf, she stretched out her hand to scratch it, but didn't take it to heart, "No, I just wipe my body with hot water."

The servant girl did as she said, and after a while, she brought a basin of hot water with a towel on her arm, ready to wait for her to wash up.

After washing, Miaomiao stood in front of the bed, "I'm going to bed, you go out."

After a while, there was no other sound in the room, only the slight crackling sound of the wick burning, and the night wind hit the sill window, blowing the candle light to and fro. The huge shadow cast on the wall shook accordingly, and the whole room was filled with warm orange light, making the figure in front of the bed even smaller.

Miaomiao shrinks her body, walks to the bed and closes the window, then returns to the bed, still staring at the quilt on the bed in a daze.

A quarter of an hour later, she turned around and came to the beauty's couch, slowly climbed up to curl up in a ball, closed her eyes and fell asleep. She fell asleep soon, feeling more and more cold, Dai Mei frowned, and grunted.

Hearing the sound of steady footsteps in a short while, and then being embraced into an embrace with the chill outside, Miaomiao unconsciously pulled him, arched in his embrace, "My lord..."

Yang Fu just came back from the outside and put her gently on the bed, "Why don't you sleep on the bed?"

Miaomiao replied in bewilderment: "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep... I'll be reluctant to let go..."

What are you reluctant to bear?

Yang Fu covered her with a quilt, brushed away the messy hair on her cheeks, and stared at her sleepy face. He said: "Then sleep here all the time."

When the warmth hit, Miaomiao was wrapped comfortably in the quilt, and she didn't hear what he said clearly when she was half asleep and half awake. It was not until a long time later that she opened her eyes belatedly, and it happened that Yang Fu was changing clothes in front of the wooden frame. With this glance, she happened to see him open his clothes, revealing his firm and smooth chest.

Miaomiao's face became hot, and she forgot to look away.

Probably because her gaze was too hot, Yang Fu turned his head to look at it, walked to the side cabinet in a short while, took a white silk single and came back. Miaomiao didn't know why, so he already leaned over and half helped her up, "Take off your clothes."

Miaomiao opened her eyes wide, "Huh?"

Are they going to continue what they didn't finish during the day? Although she has never experienced it, she subconsciously feels very ashamed...

There was a smile in Yang Fu's eyes, "Miaomiao, you should change your clothes when you sleep."

It's been a few days since I saw him smile, let alone hear his warm tone, Miaomiao immediately misses him deeply, nodding with emotion and emotion, "I can just change it myself."

As if she hadn't heard of it, Yang Fu raised her left hand to take off the pink shirt, and stripped off her upper body in no time, leaving only a peach pink apron. The bulging curvature of the chest, like two immature peaches, trembled in the wind. His eyes darkened, and the palm touching her skin was as hot as a branding iron.

Miaomiao hurriedly pulled off the clothes he brought and put them on, bowed her head and clumsily tied the belt, "I... I will do it myself."

Let him continue, what will happen if he fails to keep it... Looking at the two bulges on her chest, she pursed her mouth helplessly. The prince doesn't dislike it, but she does.

So small, much smaller than hers. Not at all slim and beautiful.

It's just why the clothes are so big... Miaomiao raised her sleeves, which were much longer than her hands, and covered her body loosely. She didn't know that the middle single was Yang Fu's clothes, of course it was much bigger for her, but it made her look more like a half-grown child.

Sitting on the head of the bed, she looked at it curiously for a long time, and when she looked up, she found that Yang Fu's eyes were dark and deep, as if he was about to eat people. Startled, she turned over and rolled into the quilt, with the back of her head facing him, "I'm asleep!"

Not long after she lay down, Yang Fu also slept beside her. Miaomiao was a little worried at first, but he just hugged her from behind and made no other movements.

It's just that Miaomiao moved uncomfortably, feeling like she was being pinched by something.

Until Yang Fu's hoarse voice ordered: "Be honest."

Miaomiao let out a silent oh, but didn't understand what it was.

*

During the past few days in Rongguangyuan, Yang Fu rarely had time to stay in the palace, most of the time he was in the palace.

Miaomiao would inquire about Wei Ling's situation every day, knowing that he was not injured, she could feel at ease. Although Yang Fu said he would not let him go, he did not lynch him.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time to go to the summer resort. Yang Fu didn't return all night, and according to the servant girl, he stayed in the palace. Miaomiao was lying on the bed alone, refusing to get up for a long time.

She became more and more used to sleeping on Yang Fu's bed, and the initial hesitation had disappeared without a trace. When the fourth king came back from the palace, he saw that she was still sleeping with her head covered, showing a furry head. He laughed helplessly, and fished her out of the bed, "I'm about to leave soon, why can't I pay back?"

Miaomiao snuggled into his arms, paused and said, "I want to sleep a little longer."

She half-closed her eyes and looked up at him. He didn't seem to have a good rest last night, and his eyes were slightly tired. I couldn't help but reached out and touched it, without warning: "My lord, is it just the two of us to go to the Summer Resort?"

Yang Fu paused, narrowed his eyes and said: "No, there are several ministers such as Jiang Taifu."

Miaomiao asked again: "Is Jiang Alan going too?"

He frowned slightly, probably not wanting to answer this question, but meeting her clear eyes, he finally said: "Go too."

Miaomiao nodded sensibly, bent over to put on her shoes and socks, jumped out of bed and stood in front of him, still wearing his huge middle single, the sunlight penetrated from behind her, revealing a little bit of her under the warm sunlight. With a smile, "My lord, would you accept her without me?"

Her appearance suddenly blurred in front of his eyes, this sentence seemed to imply something to him, which made him suddenly feel uneasy.

Yang Fu grabbed her wrist, until he held her in his arms, he became slightly calm, "Don't talk nonsense."

Miaomiao pursed her lips, but said nothing.

*

The Mountain Resort is located sixty or seventy miles west of the city, and it takes about two hours to travel by carriage. The chariots of the four kings were at the front, followed by the carriages of the courtiers. The formation was huge, and ordinary chariots and horses retreated to the side.

Miaomiao Yang Fu was in her arms, and wanted to change her position, but he pressed her chin against the top of her head, "What's wrong?"

She wanted to cry, but her hands were numb, but he liked this position very much, and he hadn't changed it since he got in the car. He can also read documents, but she is much more boring in comparison, except for napping, she just plays with her fingers.

Miaomiao looked up, "My lord, shall we do something else?"

She didn't know how ambiguous this sentence was. As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fu narrowed his eyes and pressed her between the car wall and his chest, "Miaomiao, what do you want to do?"

Miaomiao didn't expect him to think wrong, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she stretched out her hand and pulled the curtain, "Look, look at the scenery..."

Yang Fu was deliberately teasing her, so he naturally knew that the occasion was not suitable, so he patted her on the head and said, "Look."

So as she wished, he let go of her and sat aside to read a book.

Miaomiao flexed her arm twice, and finally it was not so stiff. Just now I asked the coachman, it is said that there is still more than half an hour, she rested her chin and stared out of the window for half an hour, feeling very boring.

Turning to look at Yang Fu again, he saw a troublesome place, with a serious expression and cold eyes. The halo outside the window hit him, constantly changing and changing, flickering, slowly outlining his outline. From head to toe, everything is not perfect, even frowning is so elegant and handsome, Miaomiao feels a little proud for no reason.

As expected of the person she has liked for more than ten years, he is so good, he is good everywhere.

She was complacent all by herself, Yang Fu looked up and saw her stupid face. He bent his lips suddenly, "Why don't you stop making trouble?"

Miaomiao is very honest, "I still think the prince looks better."

Yang Fu bowed his head and continued to read the book, as if he acquiesced to this sentence.

They all have a tacit understanding, never mentioning Miaomiao's identity, for fear that the thin layer of paper will be pierced, and even the simple happiness now cannot be maintained.

In the end, Miaomiao abandoned the scenery and chose to fall into Yang Fu's arms, wrapping his hands around his waist, and said softly: "My lord, I like you, so much."

The small voice was firm and resounded in the compartment.

Yang Fu folded his arms, "Compared with Wei Ling?"

Didn't expect him to mention Wei Ling, Miaomiao was taken aback for a while, and thought about it honestly, "It's different."

During the time she was hesitating, Yang Fu's eyes darkened.

Miaomiao said: "If Wei Ling is injured, I will be very sad. But if the prince is injured, I will want to bear the pain for you."

She added: "If Wei Ling is going to go far away, I hope he will have a safe journey. If the prince is going far away, I will go with you."

Yang Fu didn't speak for a long time, only his arms tightened, "Then are you willing to go a long way with me?"

At this time, Miaomiao still doesn't understand the meaning of this road, she nodded, "If I have time, of course I would."

*

At noon, the chariot finally arrived at the Mountain Resort.

To prevent Miaomiao from being recognized by Jiang Taifu, Yang Fu directly ordered the coachman to send her to the hospital. The residence has been settled before, and Yang Fu stayed at Yuyuxuan in the southeast of the villa.

He only brought two maids with him, so he didn't attract the attention of others.

Yang Fu had some discussions with other people, and told the servant girl to take care of her. He didn't come back until evening. As soon as she came here, Miaomiao seemed a little dazed, sitting alone and not knowing what to think.

Before and after the sun set, the jade stone on her chest gradually became hot. She froze, holding the blood stone tightly tightly, and her mouth was a little hoarse, "Wei Ling..."

Wei Ling felt something was wrong with her, "What's wrong with you?"

Miaomiao shook her head, bit her lower lip, "It's okay, I'm just a little thirsty."

"Is there no water in the house?" Wei Ling asked, unable to hear any emotions, "There is a river behind the villa, and you can swim to the canal along this place."

He said: "Liu Shui, wait for me here tomorrow night."