90 Days of Spring: Day 26

Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, the sages in the palace hosted a banquet to entertain the ministers, there were wine and dances to add to the fun, and a grand firework was prepared in the back garden, which will be lit in front of everyone. Yang Fu escaped the Spring Festival family banquet, and he had to go to this palace banquet no matter what.

Empress Wei wanted him to enter the palace today, but the original way out of the palace was abruptly abducted by him to come here. Leshan Leshui sighed in his heart, the prince clearly wanted to see him, but he kept a long distance, so that he often lost his mind these two days, not knowing what to think.

If you want the two of them to say, they really like this little maid, so why bother torturing themselves like this.

When Miaomiao fell into the water that day, when Yang Fu entered the water to look for her, they had already guessed that eight or nine were close to ten. Caring like this is not like treating an ordinary maid.

At this moment, looking at the two talking and laughing in the Begonia Garden, they all looked at the prince in unison.

Yang Fu stood at the door for a long time, but the people inside did not notice his arrival.

With a soft voice, the little girl held the petals on the ground into a ball and held them in front of Lin Wei, blowing them gently and scattering them, facing his face in the house. Lin Wei stared at her, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the emotions contained therein.

He patted Miaomiao's forehead, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, what are you going to do?"

Miaomiao seemed to be stunned, frowned and thought seriously, "I don't know if the mansion can go out that day, I have been here for so long, and I haven't gone outside the capital to see."

She smiled and raised her head to ask, "Wei..."

I happened to see a person in the distance, wearing a black robe, and his body was like bamboo, clean and light. Wei Ling's name was stuck in her throat, she stared blankly at Yang Fu in front of her, never thinking that he would come here. He hadn't seen her for several days, and there was some depth between his brows, and his eyes looking at her were like deep pools, more difficult to fathom than ever.

Wei Ling's unhurried voice brought her back to her senses: "I have seen the prince."

Miaomiao followed him and asked the lord, her little hands nervously shrunk into her sleeves, but after only a few days, she didn't know how to get along with him. His lukewarm reaction that day really hurt her heart, and she still hasn't recovered from it. He gave her the deepest hope, but he ruthlessly wiped it away.

Under the crabapple tree, she was wearing a white dress with a pink mattress, with a few petals still stuck to her hair. She lowered her head slightly and didn't even look at him.

This year, Xifu crabapple blossoms are extremely lush. I wonder if she has taken good care of them. The garden is full of clusters of petals, competing to bloom. When the breeze hits, the petals will fall freely, twirling and entangled in the hair, dyeing the whole body with fragrance, which lasts for a long time.

Yang Fu didn't let her get up, but asked Wei Ling: "Is the warehouse okay today?"

Wei Ling said: "The items needed for the Lantern Festival have been purchased yesterday, and there is Zhao Guanshi to check today, and there is nothing else."

Yang Fu's eyes turned slightly, and his face remained unchanged: "I missed a few things yesterday, and the king just re-drawn the list. If you have trouble, you can run away again."

Wei Ling paused, "Yes."

He looked back at Miaomiao, and the silly girl was looking back at him worriedly. He returned a comforting smile, regardless of Yang Fu's presence: "I will come to see you some other day."

Miaomiao nodded lightly, her eyes followed him away.

What Yang Fu said just now, eight out of ten out of ten is that Wei Ling left her post without authorization, so she shouldn't come here to see her. She always felt that she had troubled Wei Ling, and felt very guilty, so she buried her head even lower.

Until Wei Ling left, Uncle Le of Leshan tactfully retreated to the gate of the Begonia Garden to make room for the two of them.

"Miaomiao." Yang Fu whispered, "Look up at me."

The little maid flinched slightly, which made Yang Fu feel a little blocked. She slowly raised her head, revealing a bright and clean face like a crescent moon, her big eyes shining with uneasiness, "My lord, it's not Lin Wei's fault. It's because I don't know how to cultivate crabapple trees, so he took advantage of the opportunity of leaving the mansion , Find a way to cultivate and teach me..."

It's such a time, I still don't forget to explain to that person.

Yang Fu interrupted her: "I don't want to know about this."

Oh, Miaomiao shut up for a moment and stared at him without saying anything. His shadow was reflected in her watery eyes, and the thick eyelashes flickered, casting a circle of shadows in the bright sunlight. Her eyes were full of confusion, and her pink lips were slightly pursed, as if trying to guess his thoughts.

Yang Fu suddenly wanted to take a bite of this annoying little mouth, to see how she said other people's names.

He leaned over, but before he got close, she took a step back to avoid him.

Miaomiao asked solemnly: "Does the lord want to hug me? But you don't like me, why do you want to hug me?"

Yang Fu was slightly taken aback, the answer he didn't say that day became a barrier between the two. He suddenly felt a headache, and he missed the time when she obediently massaged him, "I don't want to hug you." I just want to kiss you.

Miaomiao felt a little embarrassed, touched her cheek and said, "Then what is the prince doing here? I won't serve you personally anymore, this garden was assigned to me by the prince himself."

Yang Fu was angry and ridiculous, "Is this the tone you should talk to this king?"

It was only then that Miaomiao realized that her words were getting more outrageous. Now I'm being honest, "My servant knows I'm wrong."

Unfortunately, it was not the attitude Yang Fu wanted. He was silent for a moment, "Tomorrow I will tell the manager to let you lead you to Rongguangyuan. From now on, there is no need to take care of this place, and I will leave it to others."

Rongguangyuan is the courtyard where Yang Fu lived, Miaomiao knew about it.

Instead, she shook her head and refused: "Thank you, my lord, but Miaomiao thinks it's pretty good here, with pleasant scenery, and you can enjoy the flowers and scenery in your free time, which is comfortable and leisurely."

In the past, she would definitely nod and agree, but now she has figured it out. If she continues to stay by Yang Fu's side, she will fall in love with him even more irresistibly, and at that time she will have no choice but to leave. It's very good now, she can live in the same yard with him, and see him once in a while, she is content.

Yang Fu stared at her inexplicably: "This king brought you from the other courtyard, not for your enjoyment. Tomorrow, I will go to Rongguang courtyard, and I will leave you to take care of my dressing and washing."

Miaomiao didn't quite understand, and looked at him hesitantly for a long time before answering in a daze, "Your servant obeys."

That day she begged him eagerly to let her stay, but he was indifferent. Why did you suddenly change your mind? Could it be that the lord thinks that she serves her best after wandering around for a few days?

It's not impossible, Miaomiao thought.

*

It will be too late if you don't leave, Yang Fulin touched her cheek before leaving, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, do you want to go to the street to watch the lantern festival?"

Miaomiao nodded again and again, "Yeah, yes!"

She wanted to go out to play a long time ago, but the servants of the palace are strictly guarded, and she is not allowed to go in and out at will, so she can only stay obediently. I heard that the lantern festival is very fun. The lanterns of various colors and shapes brightly illuminate the dark night scene, which look like stars twinkling in the sky from a distance.

That day was also the only day in Beijing where there was no curfew. The shops and vendors on the street were open all night, and there was an endless stream of bustling people. There are not only lantern festivals on the street, but also various guessing and poetry competitions. Those who win will be rewarded, and those who lose will be treated as a game.

The boudoir daughter who usually stays behind closed doors is also allowed to go out this day, enjoying the scenery and having fun. Maybe if you are lucky, you can still meet your favorite confidantes. The Lantern Festival night in the capital is much more lively than the Spring Festival.

Yang Fu smiled slightly, "I will take you out when you come back from the palace tomorrow."

Finally, I saw the joy on the little girl's face, "Okay!" After thinking about it, I added, "Thank you, my lord."

After leaving the Begonia Garden, Yang Fu ordered Leshan to start preparing for tomorrow night.

Knowing his plan, Le Shan couldn't hold back after holding back: "My lord, tomorrow is a banquet hosted by a sage, are you planning to leave halfway?"

Yang Fu stopped, with a meaningful smile on his lips, "Leshan, when will it be your turn to question this king's decision?"

Le Shan hurriedly apologized, "This subordinate is talking too much."

Yang Fu was noncommittal, he stepped on the carriage going to the palace, and started to leave the Four Princes' Palace gradually.

*

There was already a maid waiting at the entrance of Yongfu Palace, and they saw the four kings coming from a distance, bowing to greet them. "I've seen the four kings. My lady is in the Qingxi Palace. Your lord, please come with your maidservant."

This kind of guard of honor is unprecedentedly considerate. Yang Fu walked down the veranda calmly, in front of him was a servant girl holding pastries, who stopped to salute when he saw him. On the vermilion lacquer tray were some delicate snacks, not the ones that Empress Wei usually likes to eat, but somewhat similar to his taste. Yang Fu swept over lightly, and walked ahead.

The incense in the hall curls up, with the fragrance of Atractylodes atractylodes orchid and a faint fragrance of magnolia, which is fresh and pleasant. Before entering the palace, I heard a soft female voice, "If you don't dislike it, Alan will go back and embroider you a pair of flowers and wealth. I usually don't have any hobbies, but I like to play with these embroidered things and show them to make you laugh. "

Then came a soft female voice, with a bit of a smile, "It's not showing ugliness, I think the embroidery is exquisite and lifelike, as if you can hear the sound of birds."

Yang Fu paused, he had a general idea in his mind, and then walked into the Qingxi Hall with a normal expression, bowed to the people on the couch, "I have seen my mother."

There were two people sitting on either side of the couch. Empress Wei was wearing a crimson uniform, with two sideburns inserted on each side of the vertebrae, and wearing gold and precious flowers, gorgeous and luxurious. Although over forty years old, she is still fair and beautiful, with an unparalleled temperament. Seeing Yang Fu coming, she smiled and waved to him, "Hao'er, come here."

When Yang Fu came to him, she introduced to him: "This is Jiang Taifu's granddaughter Alan, you haven't met yet, have you?"

Sitting on the opposite side was an euphemistic and gentle girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, she was very shy when she saw him, she bowed her head after calling out to the Fourth King. She is indeed as the crown prince said, with willow palace eyebrows, slim and graceful, born with a soft and weak appearance, which is lovable.

Yang Fu nodded as a greeting. There was no emotion on his face, and he sat beside Queen Wei, calmly: "I don't know why my mother called my servant here today?"

He was like this. He was raised by another woman since he was a child, and he was not close to her at all. Every time he spoke, he spoke in a business-like tone. How could she be willing to give him away, but only then did she give birth to him, and she had a serious illness, so she had no time to take care of him. Besides, the baby is weak, so to avoid infecting him with the disease, he was adopted by the concubine as a last resort.

At that time, she hadn't come to this place yet, so many things were beyond her control. After finally getting him back to her side, this child is very strange to her, and after all these years, she has not been able to ease up.

The empress sighed in her heart, but her face showed no dew, "You have been away for more than half a month, and you haven't even been able to come back for the Chinese New Year. If it weren't for the saint's words, I'm afraid you wouldn't even plan to spend the Lantern Festival with us. "

Yang Fu narrowed his eyes, "Mother is serious, how could Qi Han have such thoughts. It's just that he was entangled in trivial matters a year ago, and he rarely had a free time, so he just got carried away."

Knowing that he said this on purpose, Empress Wei has nothing to say, "Forget it, just come back."

When I finished thinking about something, I was not without fear, "I heard that your brothers went hunting in Huayu Mountain. You and Lao Qier encountered a pack of wolves and were trapped on the mountain later. Are you injured?"

"I shouldn't have troubled you." Yang Fu said lightly, his eyes softened, "At that time, he was rescued by a servant girl in the house, so he survived."

Empress Wei didn't pay attention to his changes, "It's fine, it's fine..."

Without answering, Jiang Alan quietly raised his eyes to look at the prince in front of him. He should be the most outstanding in appearance among the few princes, rich and refined, with a pure temperament. The so-called Mr. Pianpian, gentle as jade, is probably like him.

Why didn't Empress Wei pay attention to her little thoughts, and immediately smiled, "I heard that there will be many folk activities in the evening, and it will be very lively. You just came back from another courtyard, and you have experienced that kind of thing again, why don't you take this opportunity to have a good time?" Take a break." After a pause, he looked at Jiang Alan, "It just so happens that Alan is being strictly controlled by the Taifu, and he has never seen such a scene, why don't you take her to see it?"

Yang Fu stopped raising his glass, and looked at the opposite side with his cold eyes.

Jiang Alan was happy in her heart, but she couldn't show it to the outside, her fingers collapsed and twisted into a ball, her delicate face showed a tinge of red.