90 Days of Spring: The seventy-third day

Except for Yang Fu's dark blue brocade robe with tangled branches, there is no other covering. Because Yang Fu's robe was wide and covered all the way to her thighs, even so, she still exposed a lot.

Miaomiao is still in a coma, with wet clothes sticking to her body, it would be profane to look at her more. Yang Fu leaned over to tie her a belt, took off the clothes he just changed and wrapped her tightly, carried her out of the bath, and did not forget to thank her before leaving, "Thank you, Brother Wei, for your kindness, Qi Han Keep it in your heart."

Wei Ling stayed where he was, watching him walk away step by step with Miaomiao in his arms, those exposed jade feet swayed, as if stepping on the tip of his heart, with an indescribable astringency.

There was a muffled sound when the straight door closed, hiding Yang Fu's figure outside, Wei Ling raised her arms, as if wanting to keep her, and finally sat on the couch without saying a word. There were a few white scales scattered on the ground, he bent down to pick them up, and looked at them carefully in the palm of his hand.

Liu Shui's fish scales, Liu Shui who followed behind him like a small tail, probably won't need him in the future.

She became a human being as she wished, and there will be another man guarding her from now on. Wei Ling smiled lowly, picked up the scattered scales on the ground one by one, held them in the palm of her hand, got up and walked out of the bathing room.

*

The four kings stayed in the Wutong Pavilion for a day and a night, and many servants in the mansion were wondering, but no one dared to go in and ask, so it was unknown.

Some people speculated that Miss Miaomiao passed away, and the prince was hit too hard, unable to recover from the mourning, so he was sad at the place where Miss Miaomiao lived. However, in the evening, when Yu Xia became beautiful, I saw the four kings carrying a beautiful girl back to Rongguangyuan.

Actually, this girl is huddled in the arms of the prince, few people can see her true face clearly, why do you say she is beautiful? Gein's exposed hands and feet were creamy, white and flawless, and a person with such skin would surely have the same appearance.

When someone saw this, it was inevitable that they would sigh. Miss Miaomiao was only buried yesterday, and today the lord brought another girl back, which was too soon... There were many maids gathered around and gossiping, and many of them attacked Yang Fu for Miaomiao. The heart is really unreliable, even a man like Wang Ye who seems to be single-minded can't resist the temptation.

How did they know that that stunningly beautiful girl was the Miaomiao girl they had served not long ago.

There are maids in the main room who are cleaning the tables and chairs. When they saw Yang Fu came back, they put down their work and went up to greet him: "My lord, the kitchen has just brought some new dim sum. Do you want to try it..." Without a word After finishing speaking, seeing the girl in his arms, although only half of her side face was exposed, it was enough to see that it was a bright and clean face like a crescent moon, she was startled immediately, and swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.

Yang Fu didn't stop, and carried Miaomiao to the couch in the inner room, and put down the four corner curtains, "Everyone is waiting outside, don't come in."

He gave an order and stopped the servant girl's staggering footsteps. "Yes."

In the gold-selling tent, Yang Fu took off Miaomiao's casually wrapped clothes, fetched the bed scarf, and wiped off the water droplets on her body. In the end, the hand holding her little feet froze, not daring to take another look, pulled the brocade mattress over her body, and walked out of the inner room.

She has been tortured by the pain all day, and now she is still frowning slightly, with a miserable little face, looking very pitiful. Although Yang Fu wanted to stay by her side, he had other matters to deal with right now.

Out of the room, the servant girl saw the scars on his hands, a row of deep tooth marks, which were still bleeding continuously. Several people were startled immediately, and brought Bailian ointment to stop the bleeding, "What's the matter, my lord? Can you ask the maid to invite the doctor, in case you get sick because of it..."

Yang Fu originally wanted to say no, but then he nodded and said: "Go ask the doctor to come."

One of the servant girls complied and ran out without saying a word. Not long after, the doctor was invited, but Yang Fu didn't let him see the wound on his hand, but brought him to the inner room.

He was sitting on the edge, a glistening white wrist was exposed from the light veil, and a silk handkerchief was placed on his head, "Please take a look, doctor, is she in good health?"

The doctor made a serious diagnosis, retracted his **** and said gently: "The pulse condition is a little weak, and there is no other serious problem. As long as this girl has a good rest and recuperation, she will recover in a few days."

While speaking, he went to the side and prescribed a tonic prescription, and he can take it every day. Yang Fu ordered someone to take him down to collect the consultation fee, "Mr. Thank you."

The servant girl was finally able to enter the inner room, and looked curiously at the vague figure in the curtain, who is this person? As soon as she entered the mansion, the prince valued her so much that she didn't even care about her hand injury, but had to check her pulse first.

According to the calculation, Miaomiao and he hadn't eaten all day, and now that they were relieved, they were indeed a little hungry. Yang Fu ordered people to arrange the meals, and also ordered: "Let the kitchen heat up a bowl of jujube and lily porridge, and it will be ready at any time, and it will be served when Miaomiao wakes up."

The maid's chin almost didn't fall to the ground, she looked inside the bed in astonishment, and then looked at Si Wang, lest he made a slip of the tongue, "Miao, Miaomiao girl?"

She was buried yesterday, everyone in the house knows...

Yang Fu raised his eyebrows, not angry but intimidating, "Aren't you going?"

The servant girl didn't say any more, and took a small step to leave the inner room, feeling restless for a long time. She was sure that she hadn't seen it just now, Miaomiao's appearance was very different from the girl in the bed, how could she be Miaomiao, how could Miaomiao be so good-looking? But looking at Wang Ye's expression, it doesn't look like he was confused and made a mistake, could it be Miao Miao or Miao Miao?

She shook her head, got rid of the absurd thoughts in her mind, and quickened her pace to order the kitchen to do things.

*

Probably because he was too hungry, Yang Fu only ate a few mouthfuls of light vegetarian dishes, and drank a bowl of mushroom chicken porridge before stopping his chopsticks. These days are too tiring, it is rare to have such a peaceful time, the stone that has been weighing on his heart has been removed, and the whole person is much more relaxed.

After bathing and changing clothes, Yang Fu called the steward and casually asked about Wei Ling's situation, "If he has any needs, just satisfy them and don't need to report to me."

The steward said yes, and said frankly: "Wei Langjun fell asleep as soon as he got back to the room, looking very tired."

Yang Fu whispered: "Then don't bother him, just step back first."

In the past two days, Wei Ling has really expended a lot of energy on Miaomiao's affairs, so it's no wonder that she fell asleep when she returned home, and she must rest for three to five days before she can recover.

At the end of Xu, Yang Fu finished washing and was about to go to bed. He didn't like to keep people in the room, so he only kept two maids outside the corridor to watch the night in turn. The shadow of the moon was hazy, the lanterns hung high in the corridor, and the light was dim, shining into the inner room through the sill window, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Only one candle was lit in the room, Yang Fu came to the bed, and saw the person on the bed clearly with the silvery moonlight. She sleeps much more peacefully than during the day, her black eyebrows are flattened, but her cherry pink lips are still pursed, and her fists on her cheeks are slightly tucked away, like a baby's sleeping posture.

Yang Fu leaned over and looked at her face quietly. The little girl was born so beautiful that probably no other girl could be found in the entire capital city. Without makeup, she would overwhelm the country and overshadow the beauties of the harem.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but touch it with my hands. It feels very good, smooth and tender, just like the white tofu sold on the street, it shatters when touched lightly. He had seen and touched her, and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her petal-like lips. It wasn't that he had never kissed her before, but this time was different from the past.

She is like a delicate porcelain doll, if his strength is heavier, a red mark will be left on her body. There was a clear fragrance in her mouth, Yang Fu couldn't help but taste it again and again, prying her tightly closed lips and teeth, her breathing gradually became a little heavy, and if she continued, she might be out of control.

However, the little girl was lying softly under him, without any defense, it was really hard to control. He endured it for a long time, not wanting to touch other people's bodies, and finally waited until the day when she became a human being, and the turbulent feelings grew in his heart like wildfire.

It took a long time to let her go, the two tender lips were a little swollen from the kiss, coupled with her uncomfortable expression, she was really aggrieved. Yang Fu touched her cheek with his nose, and after a long pause, his breathing gradually became steady.

Yang Fu fell asleep in the middle of the night, unlike Miaomiao, who slept soundly for six or seven hours, and woke up in the morning naturally radiant.

*

It was not long before dawn, the sun was shining into the tent, Yang Fu opened his eyes and looked beside him, only to see that there was no one in the bed.

With a serious look on his face, he lifted the bed curtain and left, not caring about wearing only a thin mid-length singlet, "Come here!"

The servant girl had been waiting outside for a long time, she looked embarrassed, but she felt much more relaxed when she heard his voice, she even came to him happily, "What is your order?"

Yang Fu put on an outer shirt casually as he walked, his face was ugly, "Where is Miaomiao, did you see anyone coming last night?"

The maid gave way to the side, and looked outside the house, "My lord said Miaomiao, isn't it..."

Following her line of sight, I saw a girl standing in the courtyard, with his yesterday's clothes hanging loosely on her shoulders, being chased by a gray kitten. Her clothes looked like they were worn by herself, with long sleeves hanging down her side, which looked a little funny.

The scene that was supposed to make people laugh, but when they looked at her face, they were instantly caught by that face. Her face is bright and clean, crystal clear, and in Xi Weichen's light, she is so beautiful that she is not like ordinary people. With just one glance, you will fall into her unparalleled appearance.

She was forced by Xue Ou to have nowhere to escape, and she panickedly shrank into the corner of the wall, with a thin layer of mist in her eyes, she was so pitiful that one couldn't help but want to step forward to rescue her. When she raised her eyes, she happened to see Yang Fu standing on the porch, surprise flashed in her eyes, and immediately flew to him without hesitation, opened her arms and hugged him without hesitation.

Yang Fu was knocked back half a step, raised his hand to put her on her shoulder, and lowered his head, meeting her smiling eyes just in time.

He has seen many pairs of eyes, greedy, wise, filthy or beautiful, but he has never seen a pair as clear and lively as hers.

Miaomiao wraps her arms around his waist and shrinks into his arms, perhaps because she is afraid that Xueou will find her. Thinking of the scene just now, I couldn't help accusing: "I just wanted to go out for a walk, but I didn't expect it to run after me..."

In the middle of speaking, he smiled silly, couldn't hide his joy, and jumped up and down in his arms, "My lord, my lord, I actually grew..."

Yang Fu raised his hand to cover her chattering little mouth, leaned over and looked at her, the tenderness in his eyes turned into a pool of spring water.