90 Days of Spring: Day 28

After waiting for a long time for him to respond, Le Shan had no choice but to repeat: "The prince is waiting for Miaomiao at the door."

Although Lin Wei is Miaomiao's savior, Miaomiao should be grateful to him, but the two have gotten really close recently. Even a bystander like him cannot be ignored, let alone the prince.

Besides Miaomiao was sleeping soundly with her knees on her pillow, Wei Ling stretched out her hand and pinched her face: "Liushui, it's time to wake up."

Miaomiao raised her brows, moaned sleepily, and slowly opened her tired eyes. Last night because of Fuwen and Gao Yue, she stayed up all night, and today she got up early to serve Yang Fu, and fell asleep because she couldn't bear the sleepiness.

Wei Ling's expressionless handsome face came into view, and behind him stood Le Shan with a complex expression. Miaomiao immediately realized what was going on, and jumped up: "Brother Le Shan, the prince is back?"

Le Shan nodded, "Come with me."

Miaomiao pulled her skirt to follow, thought for a while and invited again, "Wei Ling, can you come with me too?"

Wei Ling was still in the same posture just now, he pulled his lips into a smile, and sneered unspeakably, "What am I going to do, I will only disturb you."

After all, it was agreed to come to the capital together, and now she is the only one going out to play, Miaomiao feels very sorry after all. She really wanted to say proudly "If you don't go, I won't go", but the little thoughts about Yang Fu in her heart kept her from making up her mind.

She pursed her lips in a lonely way: "Then I'm leaving."

Wei Ling was silent.

She walked away step by step, turning her head three times, getting farther and farther away from the Begonia Garden, and Wei Ling's figure became more and more blurred, until she turned around a moon cave gate and was no longer seen.

*

There was a chariot parked at the gate of the palace, Miaomiao stepped on the footstool to get into the car, opened the curtain and entered, and was taken aback when she saw the people inside.

It is not Yang Fu who sits upright inside, but Yang Ting, the Seventh King.

Yang Ting wore a light purple brocade robe and looked at it with a smile, "It turns out that the fourth brother asked me to pick you up."

Miaomiao was very surprised, how could he think that it was him who came, "Where is the prince? Why...you?"

Yang Ting asked her to come in first, and ordered Leshan Leshui to drive out of Ling'an Lane. He deliberately asked: "This king is also a prince, why can't it be me?"

Seeing the car going further and further away, Miaomiao was about to cry, she was waiting for Yang Fu, not him!

She thought it was Yang Ting's prank, what if the four kings came back to see her? After thinking about it, he got off the car, "I have agreed with the prince, I will wait for him in the mansion..."

Yang Ting called her and straightened his expression, "Fourth brother is busy with something and can't come back in time, so let me take you to a teahouse to wait."

Miaomiao stopped, not quite sure: "Then when will the prince come back?"

Yang Ting smiled: "I can't say for sure, about half an hour."

After getting the answer, Miaomiao felt relieved and sat back on the couch again. Not long after, the chariot stopped in front of a teahouse. The teahouse had three floors and was beautifully built. Standing on the third floor, you can have a panoramic view of the whole city, and the prosperity of the streets can be seen at a glance. It is the favorite place for wealthy people to come to.

Miaomiao got out of the car, and there were more people on the street than she had imagined. Crowds are surging, shoulder to shoulder, there are many street vendors selling lanterns on both sides of the street, rabbit lanterns, revolving lanterns, sheep lanterns...beautiful and radiant. In addition, there are many pastry sellers, surrounded by children in a circle, with caramel in their faces full of satisfaction.

Yang Ting walked a few steps away, and when he turned around, he found her standing motionless, staring at the opposite side of the road with great interest.

Just as she was about to call her, she regained her composure and trotted two steps to follow, "I kept the Seven Kings waiting for a long time." Just now, her eyes were clearly shining with longing, but she never mentioned it when she came to him. .

Yang Ting walked into the tea house without asking any further questions. He has been here a few times, but the shopkeeper didn't know his real identity, so he asked the staff to lead him to Tingfeng Pavilion on the third floor, "Mr. Please go upstairs."

The hall downstairs was full of people, and there was also a storyteller on the stage, who was cadenced and impassioned.

The two of them entered the Tingfeng Pavilion one after the other. Inside the pavilion is a terrace surrounded by screens, which is very quiet and elegant. If you look outside, you can see the streets, and you can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of the entire main street in the capital. The man served a pot of Junshan silver needles, and asked what snacks he wanted, Yang Ting slightly raised his chin: "Ask this girl."

Miaomiao came back to her senses, she was really hungry at the moment, she pointed to the pea cake sold by the stall downstairs, "I want to eat that, can I?"

The guy was stunned, "This, sorry for the shop..."

Yang Ting coughed lowly, "Go and buy two yuan, and the money will be counted together later."

Since the benefactor has spoken, there is no reason for the buddy not to obey, so he responded vigilantly: "This shop also has many special pastries, what do you want to eat, girl?"

Yang Ting didn't ask Miaomiao to speak again, and ordered a few snacks by himself.

The buddy came back not long after, and brought up everything they asked for, including the pea cake that Miaomiao had coveted for a long time. In addition, there are sweet-scented osmanthus muffins, lily powder, Yunsi cake and other special snacks. The dim sum is sweet and soft, paired with the mellow and refreshing silver needle tea, which is sweet but not greasy.

Miaomiao eats the snacks she wants to eat as she wished, stares at the street with her dark eyes, wants to go outside to play but dare not say anything, it is really vividly expressed.

*

Half an hour later, Yang Fu still did not arrive.

Miaomiao gradually became anxious and asked Yang Ting no less than ten times, "When will the prince come?" No matter how Yang Ting made it clear, he said calmly: "I don't know."

It's past Xu time, Miaomiao was bored and stared at her chin in a daze, she had eaten most of the snacks on the table, her stomach was full now, she wanted to take a walk outside. It would be a lie to say that he is not lost, Yang Fu missed the appointment, and he hasn't shown up yet, I don't know when he will come.

She looked downstairs, and there was a very familiar figure among the bustling crowd. She rubbed her eyes, opened her eyes wide and carefully identified, and she did not recognize the wrong person.

But why is Wei Ling here? Is he not coming?

Miaomiao stood up negligently, and hurriedly explained to Yang Ting: "Seven Kings, maidservant, go down first and be right back!"

Speaking, ignoring Yang Ting's reaction, he walked around the folding screen and went downstairs. Le Shan Le Shui looked at her back at the door, with doubts on her face, and then Le Shan quickly followed: "I'll go and see."

Miaomiao walked in a hurry and arrived downstairs in a short while. There was a stream of people shuttled in front of her, and she couldn't find where Wei Ling was at all, so she could only follow the direction just now. My mind is full of his appearance, which seems to be different from usual, which makes people uneasy for no reason.

It's a pity that there are too many people around, she searched blindly, and a man hurriedly walked towards her and bumped into her hard. Miaomiao staggered back two steps, the other party gave her a sinister look, and walked away without saying a word. Miaomiao looked back and happened to see the person at the corner of the alley. Although he was hidden in the dark, Miaomiao recognized him immediately.

"Wei Ling!"

*

Miaomiao had never seen Wei Ling like this before. He hid in a corner of the alleyway, his face was pale, his body trembled slightly, and there were blue-black scales on his neck.

There were crowds around, no one paid attention to the situation here, the mottled light and shadow sometimes shone on his face, it was actually sickly and weak.

Miaomiao's voice changed in fright, and she touched his neck with trembling hands, "Wei Ling, what's wrong with you? How did you become like this?"

Wei Ling slowly raised her eyes, her confused pupils focused, and after seeing the person in front of her clearly: "Liu Shui, why are you here?"

How can Miaomiao answer this question, her heart hangs in Sang Xin's eyes, she only cares about his situation, "I just want to ask why you are here, and how you became like this!" She pursed her mouth For fear that others would see his appearance, his petite body blocked the entrance of the alley, "How can I help you? Tell me..."

Wei Ling closed her eyes, stood up against the wall, and put one hand on her neck, "It's not a big problem, it's just that I've been a human for too long, and my body can't take it anymore." He is not the same as Miaomiao, Miaomiao Miao's body was originally a human being, and he had never maintained a human body for such a long time.

Miaomiao was worried, "Then why are you on the street? Where are you going?"

Wei Ling paused slightly, "Help me to a quiet place."

Why is he on the street? When she was taken away by the Fourth King's men, he also left the mansion not long after. The reason was that he couldn't worry about her.

Not far from here is Taiqing Lake. There are fewer people on the shore than on the street, so Miaomiao took him there to rest. Many weeping willows are planted on the shore of the lake, and there is a gentle breeze at night. Many men and women meet here, whispering in whispers, and secretly having feelings for each other.

Miaomiao has no time to care about other things at the moment, because Wei Ling's appearance is too worrying, he has always been incompetent, and suddenly one day he fell weakly in front of her, making her at a loss for what to do. Fortunately, he is still conscious, enough to talk to her: "Water."

Miaomiao was stunned, and immediately understood, went to the lake to scoop up a handful of water, came to him, and patted him on the neck carefully, "Will this make you feel better? How about you change back tonight..."

Because she was afraid of being seen by others, Miaomiao chose a place with lush willow trees, the light was dim, and others couldn't see Wei Ling's abnormality.

Wei Ling raised her lips amusedly: "Here? Did someone see a merman jumping into the water?"

Miaomiao was speechless for a moment, "Then what do you think...you can't go on like this forever."

Wei Ling thought for a while, "There is an inn on the street, I will go there later, there will be a guy upstairs to deliver water."

The place where Miaomiao took pictures of the water is obviously much better. Although there are still scales, it is not as scary as it was at the beginning. When Miaomiao saw him for the first time, he was like a patient suffering from excessive dehydration, as if he would dry up in an instant. She held water for Wei Ling many times back and forth, squatted beside Wei Ling and took care of her carefully, until she saw that he was getting better, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

*

Not far away, a voice called: "My lord, wait..."

The slender girl behind followed her, lowered her head and handed something to Yang Fu shyly. The moonlight fell on the two of them, like strands of cocoon. By the willow-lined lakeshore, the atmosphere was just right, and she had anticipation in her heart, anticipating various reactions from him when he received the sachet.

Going back from the palace yesterday, she sewed this sachet overnight, and only squinted for a while the whole night, in order to hand it to him with her own hands today.

However, after waiting for a long time, Yang Fu did not respond. Jiang Alan looked up suspiciously, only to see him staring into the distance motionlessly.

She looked around and saw a man and a woman under the tree. The little girl took good care of the man, and the silver light fell on the man's face, which was a cool and handsome face. However, the way he looked at the little girl was indeed extremely gentle, as if it was about to spill out of his orbit.

Jiang Alan's heart moved. I don't know when she and the prince will come to this point...

Looking at Yang Fu again, his complexion is not very good.

The little girl's voice came softly, full of concern: "Wei Ling, are you feeling better? I'll take you back to the inn..."

Wei Ling, Wei Ling, he had heard this name from her more than once.