90 Days of Spring: Seventy-second day

Wei Ling stepped into the bathing room and closed the mullion door with his backhand, but was suddenly blocked by a pair of palms outside.

Yang Fu supported the door panel, the half-open door revealed his calm face, his arm strength did not slow down at all, "Let me go in."

The two fought in secret, and finally Wei Ling took half a step back, turned around and turned into the folding screen, "Your Highness is a noble person, if you get scared later, it has nothing to do with me."

Knowing that he deliberately provoked, Yang Fu followed closely without saying a word.

No one gave orders today, so the bath did not heat the water specially, and the water in the pool was a little cold. Although it was late spring, the water temperature was still not high. Fortunately, the sharks did not have high requirements for the water temperature. Wei Ling tested the temperature and leaned over to put the little maid's body into the pool.

He then jumped into the water, and the two of them sank to the bottom of the water. The large brocade robe floated on the water surface and suddenly swelled. I saw him sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, with one hand on the little girl's waist and the other on her head. The quality of the water where he came out gradually became chaotic, emitting a dim light, slowly enveloping the figures of the two of them.

The temperature in the pool rose little by little, and within a short while, it was like boiling water, with bubbles bubbling out. Yang Fu frowned and watched, he was standing a few steps away, the temperature from there burned his skin, the brocade robe under his waist was completely wet, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Wei Ling's hand placed on the maidservant's head moved slightly, and then moved out little by little. With the movement of his palm, as if peeling off the cocoon, a Miaomiao appearance was slowly revealed from this body.

Brown eyebrows, eyelashes, nose upturned, cherry lips... Miaomiao's body gradually separated from the maid, her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was just asleep. Wei Ling's move was quite strenuous, and she had to be careful to control her strength so as not to hurt her. Up to the shoulder blades, the Butterfly Valley appeared in front of me one by one, then the slender and graceful waist, to the silvery white fish tail... The two bodies finally separated. Wei Ling reached out to support Miaomiao's fallen body, leaning against the pool wearily. wall.

Without waiting for him to speak, Yang Fu took off his outer robe and wrapped it around Miaomiao's naked body, and took the man from Wei Ling's arms, his expression was definitely not good-looking, "Thank you, Brother Wei."

Wei Ling looked at Miaomiao, who was covered with Yang Fu's loose robe, which was sticking wetly to her body, making her figure more and more clearly outlined. Only then did he know what Yang Fu was angry about, and he couldn't help smiling weakly. After so many years in the water, Liushui had been seen by him many times, so he didn't mind at this time, is it a bit late?

He rested for a while, and carried the maid's body to the edge of the pool, "You don't have to thank me, originally I wasn't for you, I was just for Liushui."

Yang Fu looked at him, "When will she wake up?"

Wei Ling tilted her head, "Up to an hour, or if you call her, she will wake up naturally when she has had enough sleep."

Yang Fu looked down at the sleeping girl in his arms, her eyelids were covered with thick eyelashes, her sleeping face was peaceful, her white and clear skin was covered with water droplets, she looked like a newborn baby.

"There is a guest room in the mansion, Leshan will take you there to rest." Yang Fu hesitated, "How long will it take for Miaomiao to cultivate to adulthood?"

Wei Ling was about to call someone to deal with the servant girl, when she heard the sound, she stopped and looked back at her leisurely, "Seven or eight years at least, and dozens of years at most, can the four kings afford to wait?"

According to Miaomiao's aptitude, it may not be possible to cultivate a human body in decades, Wei Ling said it more broadly. Yang Fu paused, he didn't care how long the wait was, the only thing he was worried about was that Miaomiao would become a human after many years, and he was already gray and old, and could no longer afford her.

"I have a method here." Wei Ling looked down at him, with a smile on his lips.

Yang Fu asked: "What method?"

He looked at Miaomiao who was still asleep, "There is only one condition, I wonder if the four kings will agree."

Yang Fu remained calm, "But it's okay to say."

Wei Ling was a little surprised, probably didn't expect him to agree so happily, and deliberately asked: "If I want you to trade your life for your life?"

Yang Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "Leave it alone."

Wei Ling snorted coldly, "It's not about killing you, as long as you treat her wholeheartedly and don't let her be bullied by others." He paused, narrowing his eyes and warning, "Liu Shui is a fool, Unlike other women who have a lot of thoughts, if you make her wronged, I will take her away at any time. At that time, the world will be big, and the four kings will have the ability to reach the sky, and I will not let you find her."

Yang Fu's black pupils were deep, "I will not give you this chance."

Wei Ling picked up her lips, walked out of the house with the maid in her arms, and prepared to take care of the corpse.

It's best not to, otherwise even if Miaomiao doesn't want to, he will take her away.

*

The servant girls who stayed outside Mu's house thought they were the Four Kings when they came out, but when they were about to salute, they realized that they were not. "This gentleman..."

Looking down, they landed on the girl he was holding. They were very familiar with this person, but she was the girl Miaomiao whom the prince loved a while ago. How could she be in his arms? Without waiting to think about it, Wei Ling's next sentence brought them back to their thoughts, "Your lord has an order to find someone to bury this maidservant, and it's best to do it within today."

The two were stunned, thick, thick burial? Just now when he entered the house with the girl in his arms, he thought it was just an ordinary coma, why was he about to be buried?

Looking at her face again, it turns out that her face is pale and blue, and she has no popularity.

The two were hesitant. This is the girl the prince likes. Now that she is dead, they dare not make decisions easily... When they were in trouble, they heard a low voice from the room: "According to his orders."

Since the prince spoke, they dared not refuse to obey, they immediately answered yes, and went down to prepare.

It is inevitable to sigh before leaving. The person who was alive and kicking a few days ago is now a dead body. Can't come out, thinking about this, I can't help but shed tears of sympathy.

The people in the mansion were efficient, and they bought wooden coffins from the street in a short time. The coffin did not stay in the mansion, and was carried outside the city for burial that afternoon.

Most of the servants thought that Miss Miaomiao, who had been with the prince for a long time, was gone. The maid who had served her usually shed a few tears and asked the steward for leave, saying that she would leave the mansion with the coffin. It's not surprising that Miaomiao is usually kind to others, and she only loves to laugh when she is silly, so she is naturally popular.

The steward asked Yang Fu for his opinion. At that time, Yang Fu was waiting for Miaomiao to wake up in the Wutong Pavilion. Hearing this, he smiled softly, "In that case, it's okay to let them follow. It's just that the word Miaomiao is not allowed to be engraved on the tablet." Words, just say that it is the servant girl of the palace."

Although the steward was a little puzzled, he didn't take it to heart. The servants in the mansion were originally from lowly backgrounds. Since the prince said he wouldn't write it, he wouldn't write it.

Arranging such a lot of things in the afternoon, I was really in a hurry, but fortunately, the maid was buried smoothly.

*

About You hour, Miaomiao still didn't wake up, so Yang Fu stayed with her in the pool. Ever since he stepped into the bathing room, some maidservant hastily boiled hot water, so even though he stayed in the water all afternoon, he didn't feel cold.

Yang Fu lowered his head and touched her cheek, still a little cold, "Miaomiao, it's time to wake up."

Miaomiao didn't respond, and fell into a heavy sleep.

This girl can really torture him. She hasn't woken up these days, and he hasn't fallen asleep. As long as I close my eyes at night, I feel that she will leave me and never wake up again.

Yang Fu tightened his arms and buried his head in the crescent of her neck, tiredness struck, and he fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Miaomiao is a fish, so it's fine to soak in the water for one night, but Yang Fu can't, even though the water temperature is just right, he still feels uncomfortable after one night, and his mind is even a little messed up.

As soon as he woke up, Miaomiao's watery eyes were staring at him without blinking.

“…”

Yang Fu was slightly stunned, he didn't seem to realize it, and he was afraid that he was in a dream.

Until Miaomiao raised her brows and smiled into his arms, "My lord, my lord!"

He retracted his arms stiffly, only to feel that his whole heart was occupied by her, warm and harmonious with her voice. He slightly bent his lips, "Yes."

Finally woke up.

Miaomiao put a silver fishtail on his lap, straightened her upper body and hooked his neck, her exquisite body clinging to him, rubbing his side face contentedly, "I know you have been guarding me, actually I know it all, but I just can't move or speak..."

During the period of coma, her consciousness was awake, but her body was in a deep sleep. In her ear was the voice of him talking to people, as well as his angry reprimands, every word could be heard clearly, even at night when he called her name fearfully, she knew it.

But she couldn't speak, let alone move, anxious in another body.

Now that he has finally woken up, he just wants to be fond of him.

Miaomiao called the prince many times in a row, and finally turned into a whisper. She woke up for half an hour, and slowly fell asleep again.

Yang Fu looked at her peaceful face carefully, and saw that she was just asleep, so he was relieved.

Perhaps due to the tens of days of bending over, her body was overworked, which made her unstoppably tired. Yang Fu put her in a corner of the bath, got up and went behind the screen to change clothes, then heard the mullion door being pushed open, and a figure walked in from outside.

Wei Ling rested overnight, her complexion was much better than yesterday, "Is she awake?"

Yang Fu turned his gaze back and put on the belt around his waist, "I just woke up once, now I fell asleep again."

Wei Ling nodded and stepped into the screen.

Guo saw a small figure by the pool quietly leaning against the pool wall, curled up into a ball, sleeping very peacefully. His heart suddenly collapsed, he held back the throbbing, and carried her from the water to the couch by the pool.

Silver-white fish scales grew all the way to his waist, and he stroked the shiny scales with unprecedented gentleness. He has always thought that Liushui's tail is very beautiful. When it emerges from the water, it will sparkle and shine, dazzling and dazzling, more amazing than all gems in the world. It's a pity that she doesn't like it, because the tail prevents her from reaching the shore.

What he can do now is to help her one last time.

He tilted his head and looked aside, "Come here and give me a hand."

Yang Fu had already changed his clothes and was standing not far away.

Wei Ling's voice was very light: "Hold her shoulders and don't let her move."

At first he didn't know what he meant, but when he fed Miaomiao a moment of dark brown pills, and fish scales gradually fell off Miaomiao's legs, he suddenly came to his senses.

Miaomiao frowned, perhaps feeling pain, gritted her teeth and let out a low whimper, like the cry of a small animal. Yang Fu was afraid that she might bite her tongue, so he stretched out his fist and put it beside her hand, letting her bite.

Later, the pain intensified, and Miaomiao couldn't stop twisting and struggling, biting blood beads out of the back of his hand.

"Woo..." Water droplets overflowed from the corners of her eyes and fell to the ground with a crisp crashing sound.

Yang Fu put his arms around her upper body, raised his eyes and asked, "How long will she be in pain?"

Wei Ling put her hand on her tail, "until her legs grow out."

Pain is inevitable. If she wants to take a shortcut, she must endure the torture that others do not have. Leshan Leshui didn't find the merman, but it doesn't mean he didn't find it. This medicine is a dangerous medicine that can turn her into a human, but she has to endure great pain.

Maybe for a long time, maybe forever, she will never turn back into a mermaid again.

From morning to noon, Miaomiao was fainted by the pain many times, and woke up again and again, so repeatedly, her pink and pretty face was tossed pale. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the pain finally passed, and she fell wearily into Yang Fu's arms, unconscious again.

Yang Fu was bitten by her on the tiger's mouth with a **** mark, which would definitely leave a scar in the future, but he didn't feel the pain. He walked down her waist and looked at the pair of snow-white slender eyes in awe.