90 Days of Spring: Day 34

What happened that time really scared Miaomiao a lot, and she was still in a panic when she went back.

I thought the prince had forgotten about it long ago, but he didn't expect him to give up. Le Shan said he was certain that the man was in the house? How come, did he recognize her?

Miaomiao froze in place until Yang Fu said to her: "My lord, come over, you wait in the study."

She nodded, her fingers tangled behind her back, "My lord, go."

Watching Yang Fu and Le Shan go farther and farther, she slumped down in the rosewood armchair in fear, a coolness oozing from the soles of her feet. What if the prince really found out her real body and told Yang Fu? How would they treat her?

Without Wei Ling, she is useless at all, she is simply at the mercy of others.

Thinking about it makes her even more sad, she hurriedly took out the blood stone, her tone trembling: "Wei, Wei Ling?"

The drops of blood in the stone gradually brightened, the noise of the market was heard in a short while, and then Wei Ling's indifferent voice came: "What's the matter?"

Miaomiao thought about it: "Where are you?"

Wei Ling over there paused, and his voice became less noisy, "I'm in Tongzhou."

Tongzhou is not far from here, it is the town where Miaomiao came after falling into the water last time, and it only takes three or two hours to get to the capital from there.

Didn't expect him to be there, Miaomiao asked in confusion, "Why are you going to Tongzhou?"

"Do you still remember the family who helped us last time?" Wei Ling came to a relatively quiet place, "I stopped by here and thanked them."

The owner of that family is Shi Liu, and his wife, Mrs. Shi, treats them very warmly. Of course Miaomiao remembers it. She still keeps the clothes that Mrs. Shi gave her, and if she has the chance, she would like to go back to the quaint house to have a look. The surroundings are vast and the green fields are boundless, which is much more fun than the palace.

Inadvertently thinking about it, Miaomiao hurriedly regained her senses and was about to speak when she heard footsteps coming from the door, Le Shui appeared outside the bead curtain: "I just heard a voice inside, but there are other people ?”

Fortunately, Miaomiao reacted in time and hid the bloodstone behind her back, "There is no one else, only me."

Le Shui glanced around suspiciously, but he really didn't see any suspicious person. It's really strange, I heard the man's voice clearly just now, could it be his hallucination? He looked suspicious, seeing that there was no one there, he left: "I'm right at the door, if anything happens, just call me."

Miaomiao smiled and nodded: "Brother Lao Leshui!"

Le Shui's figure disappeared outside the curtain, and he continued to guard the door of the study. Miaomiao breathed out with lingering fear, the jade in her palm was sweating, she got up and looked around the study, there was no place to hide. Finally ran to the inner room, saw a big red lacquer cabinet inside, got in without thinking much, hid inside and asked, "Wei Ling, are you still there?"

After a long time, the voice came out again: "Are you with Yang Fu?"

His voice was cold, and he could not hear any emotion.

Miaomiao blurted out: "How is it possible!" If Yang Fu knew that she was talking to Wei Ling with a stone, how could he not doubt her?

Wei Ling's tone eased: "Then why are you looking for me?"

Miaomiao contemplated for a while, and then explained to him everything that happened in Changyuan that day. Including going into the water to take a bath and being seen by the prince, she admitted her mistake with a good attitude and a pious tone: "I didn't tell you at the time, because I didn't want you to worry... Besides, it is impossible for him to know that it is me, I have changed so much. I thought it was too much He forgot about it in a few days, who knows that he came in again, it seems... seems to have a clue, Wei Ling, what if he recognizes me?"

The last sentence was spoken in a stuttering manner, which was a bit pitiful. She hid in the cabinet, and she didn't dare to amplify her voice, it buzzed to the other end, which made Wei Ling's face darken.

He asked, "Why didn't you tell me then?"

Miaomiao pursed her lips: "I told you, I don't want you to worry..."

Wei Ling interrupted her, her tone fluctuating: "Are you worrying me less?"

One sentence silenced her, it was indeed a lot, Miaomiao lowered her head guiltily. That's why she always feels that she owes Wei Ling, and she probably won't be able to pay it back in this lifetime.

Miaomiao cheered up: "Then I..."

Wei Ling warned: "Don't do anything, and don't throw yourself into a trap." He paused, "How did Yang Fu treat you? Will he protect you?"

Miaomiao nodded: "Yes!" The answer was affirmative.

Wei Ling held her lips, slightly bitter, "Then leave it to him, let him..."

Before the words finished, someone summoned: "Is the maid Miaomiao here? The prince invited her to the main hall."

It is a female voice, probably talking to Le Shui. Not long after, the two entered the study together, but Le Shan didn't find him, so he called her name. With trembling hands, Miaomiao hastily stuffed the bloodstone into her sleeve, pushed open the closet door and staggered out: "I'm here."

When she came out of the inner room, the other party couldn't help but look at her twice.

What should come will always come, the maid beside the prince led the way: "Come with me."

Miaomiao's face is calm, but in fact her heart is turbulent, and she walks with a heavy step, looking at death as if she were going home. Her palms were sweating, and she thought about countless possibilities for a moment.

How would the prince know her? Could it be that he...was really discovered? Her complexion turned pale, her footsteps stopped instantly, and she wanted to escape very much at this moment.

In Changyuan that night, she clearly heard the prince talking to another person, and at that time she felt that the voice was very familiar, like someone close to the prince. She forgot about it afterwards, and now that she thinks about it, she might have something to do with that person, but that person... who is it?

*

In the main hall of the king's mansion, there is a person sitting calmly in the official hat chair. He wears a round-neck robe with a plum blossom, bee and butterfly pattern, a crown jade on his head, and looks dignified. It is Yang Chen. He dialed the ink-colored small bell, took a small sip of the hair tip, and said meaningfully, "I never thought that there would be such a strange person in the fourth brother's house."

Yang Fu was sitting in the red sandalwood armchair below, he looked away lightly, and looked at the door: "Second brother must have made a mistake, the person you are looking for is probably not the maid of Qi Han's residence."

Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Why not? I searched all over Changyuan that day, but found nothing. Later, someone told me that a maid from the fourth brother's house hadn't returned all night. Tell me, how could there be such a coincidence? It's not her... who else could it be?"

Yang Fu turned away the darkness in his eyes, and when he looked at him, only sincerity remained: "The maids and servants in Qi Han's house have always been well-behaved and will not do anything to offend the second brother." After speaking, he stopped, "I don't know what that maid did to make the second brother so angry?"

Yang Chen put down Gai Zhong, shook his head and said, "Don't say it, don't say it."

After saying this, he looked at Yang Fu with a smile, and the look was very thought-provoking: "What is fourth brother doing these days?"

Yang Fu bent his lips, "I have nothing to do in my spare time, just read and practice calligraphy."

Yang Chen made a oh with interest, obviously not thinking about this matter, "I still remember that when you were eight years old, your handwriting was praised by Aye, and you were the most appreciated one among the brothers. So Years have passed, how much progress has been made?”

"Second brother made me laugh, you know that I've been careless and mediocre these years, and I'm afraid I can't even write like an eight-year-old." Yang Fu shook his head and sighed slightly.

I don't know which sentence pleased Yang Chen, he laughed, "Tell me about you, why did you become like this!"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head and said no more.

Yang Fu raised his eyes to look outside the door, the smile on his lips disappeared, and his black eyes were as indifferent as water.

He kept silent, thinking of a flood of spring water to wash away all the lead. He is clearly under Yang Chen, but he has a high appearance, just like the Qiongshu in Yaolin, his appearance is far from the dust. It was this kind of aura that made Yang Chen jealous of him all the time, but he had other important matters at the moment, so he ignored him.

For this matter these days, he and the princess had more than one quarrel.

Ever since I saw that beauty under the moon that night, compared with her, all the women in the Prince's Mansion have become vulgar fans, and I can't look down on her at all.

Yang Chen found many women one after another, but it was not her. In the eyes of the princess, she turned into a slutty figure, leaning on the green and nestling in the red. The princess was naturally annoyed, and taught all those women a lesson. The prince's embarrassment made it hard for him, and the two started to argue, and they haven't spoken for three days now.

He was annoyed when he mentioned it. However, thinking about meeting the wonderful person whom I have been longing for is nothing.

*

After a while, the servant girl who went to Rongguangyuan to summon came back, walked up to her and saluted: "Return to the prince, the person you want has been brought."

Speaking standing on the side, beckoning people outside to come in.

Miaomiao lowered her head, stepped over the threshold and walked slowly into the house. When she was about to enter the room, she felt a gaze fall on her body, which was extremely hot, which made her shiver for no reason.

"My servant Miaomiao has met the prince, the four kings."

The little maid was wearing an apricot-pink short pomegranate skirt, and her figure was slim and exquisite, which was different from that night. Although it was dark at that time, Yang Chen remembered clearly that she had a graceful figure with a curvy figure.

Could it be because of the clothes?

Yang Chen raised his hand: "Get up quickly." Thinking of the purpose of his visit, he coughed to cover up: "Raise your head, let me see if it's you."

Miaomiao's shoulders shrank, and Yu Guangmi looked at Yang Fu who was beside him, not daring to meet his eyes, so she moved away again, and slowly raised her crescent-like face. With a pointed chin, slightly pursed pink lips, a pair of twinkling eyes met Yang Chen's gaze anxiously.

After being silent for a long time, Yang Chen's expression was difficult to distinguish, "You are Miaomiao?"

She nodded slightly: "It's a maidservant."

"Bold!" Yang Chen was furious suddenly, and swept off the teacup on the table, the cups and plates were broken, and the ground was in a mess.

This action frightened many people in the house, especially Miaomiao, who was shaking like chaff, not knowing what she did wrong.

Yang Fu got up: "I don't know why the second brother is angry?"

Yang Chen was so angry that he was spinning around on the spot, furious, but he had nowhere to vent his anger.

It's not her, it's not her!

I've been looking for it for a long time, but why can't I find it? After listening to the report this time, he was 100% sure, but unexpectedly he was still not.

He yelled: "Get out, get out!"

Miaomiao was on the verge of crying, although she was wronged, but fortunately she dodged it, turned her head and walked out. She was frightened to death along the way, and she was ready to be discovered by others. Who knew that the prince had a problem with his mind, so he lost his temper for no reason. It was really inexplicable.

Yao Mo walked in a hurry, his palms felt cold, something slipped out of his sleeve and fell to the ground.

Jade is translucent and flawless, bright and clean, reflecting light white light. The drop of bright red blood flowing in the middle is strange and beautiful.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes and called out to her: "Wait."

Miaomiao paused, bent down to pick up the blood stone, and looked back at him for no reason.