90 Days of Spring: Day 63

In front of the Qingxi Palace, Leshan Leshui stayed outside the palace to wait, Yang Fuju stepped into the palace, and immediately caught sight of Jiang Taifu who was waiting beside him. There are two people sitting upright on the beauty couch in the front, at the two ends of the red lacquer and mother-of-pearl table respectively. The saint sits casually with a leisurely posture. Empress Wei got up to refill tea for her, with a smile on her brows and eyes, she was full of harmony and joy.

The palace maid came to the front and reported, "Sage, empress, the four kings have arrived."

Only when the two looked at him, Empress Wei smiled and waved, "Qi Han is here, come here quickly. I haven't seen you for a while, and I don't know how to enter the palace to see Aye."

The sage didn't say anything, only showing a bit of kindness.

Yang Fu took a few steps forward, bowed and saluted, "I just came back from Chengming Villa recently, and I didn't have time to enter the palace to meet Aye and Aunt, it's my fault."

"You child..." Empress Wei sighed and signaled the maid to give him a seat, "Mother can really blame you, she just misses you, you Aye have the same thoughts as me, I just hope You go to the palace a few more times. Your sixth younger brother just came yesterday and said he hasn't seen you for a long time, you two should keep in touch more."

Yang Fu said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry for you, Qi Han will often come to the palace to accompany you in the future."

Empress Wei covered her lips and smiled, "You really should come to the palace more often in the future." As she spoke, she glanced at the sage, and sat down on the embroidered red phoenix Chaoyang mattress, "I just discussed with the sage, it just so happens Taifu Jiang is also here, so I thought you and Alan had met a few times, so why not take advantage of these few days to make an appointment for your marriage."

Jiang Taifu was named, and he approached the four kings to salute, "The four kings have been talented and learned since they were young, and they are really outstanding people. They are dragons and phoenixes, and they are the Jiang family's top climbers."

Sure enough, because of this matter, Yang Fu frowned and sat up from the chair, "This marriage, I'm sorry, I can't accept it."

Queen Wei was surprised, "Why?"

He kept his mouth shut, "Qi Han has no intentions towards Miss Jiang, so he must not miss her sentient beings."

Empress Wei is very good, "I don't like this or that, what do you like? I think Alan is very good, knowledgeable, gentle and sensible, just right for your temperament."

Looking at Yang Fu again, it seemed like he didn't listen, but he still had a determined face, and he was really a little annoyed.

He is not too young anymore, the three older brothers on his head, as well as the five kings and six kings, even if they did not marry a wife, they have added a few concubines, and have several children under their knees. He is the only one, and there is still no woman in twenty-five out of twenty. Is it normal to say this?

I want to point out a marriage for him today, but I still push back and forth. Is this child planning to be alone for the rest of his life?

The atmosphere was a bit weird, the maid was standing aside with a tea tray, not knowing whether to advance or retreat. But seeing that Empress Wei and the sage didn't look very good, they stood aside, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, and didn't make the slightest sound.

The sage flicked the tea leaves in the small bell, and said to the point, "Are you still thinking about that maid?"

After the sound fell, Empress Wei was quite shocked, she looked down, "Qi Han, is what the saint said true?"

Yang Fu didn't change his face, he lifted his robe and knelt down, loudly saying, "Qi Han refuses to marry Miss Jiang."

"Presumptuous!" The sage was furious, flicked his sleeves and waved the tea to the ground, and the porcelain cracked, "You can't decide this matter, this marriage is settled."

The hot tea was lying on the back of Yang Fu's hands, but he didn't even frown. He couldn't afford to kneel for a long time, and he still said the same sentence: "Qi Han will not marry Miss Jiang, please take it back from the saint."

The sage walked away in a huff, "I promise you everything, you should get rid of this idea as soon as possible."

Empress Wei sent the saint and Taifu Jiang away, and returned to the hall, seeing him kneeling motionless, couldn't help but her eyes were red. She didn't bring up this child, so she couldn't figure out what was going on in her mind, how could she know that her temper was so stubborn.

What's wrong with Jiang Alan, why can't he catch his eyes?

She asked the palace maid to get up with him, but she never thought that he silently refused, and insisted on kneeling here.

"I beg the saint to take back his will, if not, Qi Han will kneel here forever."

Queen Wei was angry and distressed, "What are you trying to do? You, Aye, are gone, can he still see you kneeling?"

But it was useless, he lowered his head slightly, clenched his fists, and pursed his thin lips into a line, trying to resist to the end.

*

From morning to evening, until night fell, Yang Fu always maintained this posture without even changing it.

During this period, Empress Wei came several times, and each time she couldn't help hiding her tears and persuading her earnestly, but he remained indifferent. Even my own heart relented, thinking to myself whether I did something wrong, why bother to push the child into such a situation?

However, when word spread to the mouth of the sage, the sage remained unmoved, "Let him kneel if he likes to kneel, I want to see how long he can be brave."

The words became a prophecy, and the four kings knelt in the Qingxi Palace for three days in a row. During the period, they did not touch any water or rice, and they fainted abruptly.

Empress Wei's heart has completely softened, even if she doesn't get married, she can't break her body. Immediately ordered someone to invite the imperial doctor, and wept in front of the four kings' bed, only thinking that he had hurt him.

"Is it true what you Aye said, that you still have that maid in your heart... It would be fine if people are still alive, but they are all dead, what are you still thinking about..." Her eyes were swollen like kernels, No longer the usual dignified posture.

The saint heard that he was in a coma, so he only came to visit him, and left without staying for a long time, without any intention of withdrawing his will.

Yang Fu didn't close his eyes for three days, and slept for a full three to five hours, and it was already late at night when he woke up. When I moved a little, my legs hurt like a heart.

He asked Leshan Leshui to prepare the chariot to return to the mansion, ordered someone to leave a message for Queen Wei, and before dawn, he left the palace gate and returned to the palace.

The mansion invited a doctor for diagnosis and treatment, and specially ordered him not to get out of bed for the next ten days. His legs were congested and congested, so he needed to be massaged and kneaded from time to time, so as not to leave sequelae. In addition, he prescribed several medicines for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, which are taken internally and externally.

After sending the doctor away, Le Shui thought for a while and asked, "My lord, can I ask my subordinates to tell Miss Miaomiao to return to Beijing as soon as possible?"

Yang Fu closed his eyes, quite tired, "No need."

He wants to see when she will come back. What's more, he didn't want her to know about the issue of the marriage, before it was resolved.

Le Shui stagnated, nodded and retreated.

The four kings have always disliked being close to others. Recently, they have no choice but to invite a doctor to come to the house for massage and medicine every day. As the days passed, the face of the four kings became more and more ugly. The people below knew it well, but they had no choice but to act more cautiously.

*

Miaomiao has been restless these days, absent-minded in everything she does, and even Wei Ling has noticed her abnormality.

The injuries on his body are almost healed, leaving Chengming Villa is not a problem. Watching her knock the barrel to the ground for the third time, Wei Ling stepped forward to grab the rope, went to the well and poured a bucket of water neatly, "I will leave tomorrow."

Miaomiao was staring at the splashed toe in distress, and raised her head when she heard the words, "Where are you going?"

Wei Ling held her lips indifferently, "Go back to the palace."

Falling leaves return to their roots, where they come from, they will return to where they came from.

Miaomiao remained silent.

He said again: "Now that the four kings know your identity, since he is not afraid of you, you can rest assured to be with him. As for thirty days later, I will think of a way."

As she walked past her, Miaomiao quickly grabbed his wrist, "Wei Ling, don't help me anymore... I'll figure it out on my own. Every time you help me, you will get hurt. I don't want to see that again. You are hurt."

Wei Ling stopped, her eyes fell on her hands, she thought for a while and said, "I did it voluntarily."

Miaomiao was speechless for a moment, "But..."

He bent down, met her stunned eyes, and smiled suddenly, "Liu Shui, I am willing."

A smile spread across Qing Jun's face, with the courtyard behind his back, the softness sprinkled on the side of his face, unexpectedly warmer than the spring day. Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and opened her mouth in a dull voice.

Wei Ling patted her head with one hand, turned around and walked into the room.

Miaomiao is still in a daze, recalling his smile just now. In the past, Wei Ling would only sneer at her, but how could she laugh so heartily, it is a miracle.

*

The next day Wei Ling left very smoothly. I thought it would be difficult for the villa to be guarded by guards, but I didn't expect him to leave the villa with ease, as if he was entering and exiting no one's land.

After he left, Miaomiao packed her bags and prepared to return to the palace.

Tongyuan lived in Tongyuan for more than ten days, and she took care of it in an orderly manner. The windows were bright and clean, and the interior was tidy. It really looked like a home. Before leaving, Miaomiao took a few more glances, shaking off the burden, thinking about how to make the prince calm down on her.

Unexpectedly, just after walking out of the Tongyuan, there was a person waiting at the end of the Yangchang path. Looking closer, it was undoubtedly Leshui.

She stepped forward quickly, "Why is Brother Le Shui here?"

Le Shui's impression of her is still on the tail of the fish, and he took a step back with a complex expression, and said solemnly: "I was ordered to take you back home."

As for whose order to serve, it is self-evident.

But how did Yang Fu know that she was going back today, and besides, isn't he angry with her? When he left that day, she clearly felt his suppressed anger, and she still has lingering fears in her heart.

Miaomiao was apprehensive, and finally nodded, "Brother Leshui, please lead the way."

Le Shan kept a five-step distance from her all the way to the gate of the villa. Even though she is human now, for some reason, her mind is full of the glimpse that night, the stunning beauty in the world, and the long fish tail swinging underwater...

He shook his head, the woman the lord has his eyes on, who will get him?

Standing on the footstool to get into the car, after the departure, Miaomiao sat in the car thinking about it, opened the curtain and asked Nuo Nuo, "How is your lord these days?"

Bringing this matter up, Le Shui was furious, and responded lukewarmly, "It's not good."

Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat, "Why not?"

Le Shui only said: "The girl will know when she returns home."

Because of his words, Miaomiao was restless all the way, guessing many possibilities silently, wishing she could return to the palace immediately. The mountain road was extremely slow, she urged her many times along the way, and finally Le Shan asked: "Since the girl cares about the prince so much, why did she choose to stay?"

Miaomiao was dumb, and said after a long time: "Because Wei Ling was injured..."

Le Shan said: "At that time, there were maids who were free-spirited, and anyone who was left behind could take care of him. Why did the girl have to stay by herself?"

Miaomiao was stunned, "Can those maids be ordered?"

Le Shan stopped talking, always feeling that he was playing the piano to the cow.

Miaomiao sat back in the carriage, thinking about his words silently, until the carriage reached Ling'an Lane and stopped at the gate of the Four Princes' Mansion.

*

The distance from the gate to Rongguang Courtyard, Miaomiao is familiar with the road, and before Le Shui could catch up, she took her skirt and ran all the way to the gate of the courtyard.

It was not until the door of the main room that she timidly stopped, thinking of her confrontation with Yang Fu that day, she flinched inexplicably.

About a quarter of an hour later, Le Shui arrived, but she was still standing at the door hesitantly, "Why don't you go in?"

Miaomiao raised her head, her clear water eyes were full of timidity and uneasiness, "Is the prince still angry with me?"

He snorted, noncommittal.

Even he is worthless for the prince, let alone the fourth prince himself.

Twisting her fingers, Miaomiao slowly stepped over the threshold, walked past the floor-to-ceiling cover of the magpie, turned around a small red sandalwood glass screen, and stopped suddenly after seeing the inner room clearly.

The curtains on the couch were loosely raised, Yang Fu leaned on the big stone blue pillow, his brows were twisted, his lips were pale. He was only wearing a white mid laner and looked increasingly frail. I haven't seen him for seven or eight days. He has lost weight a little, his outline is more firm, and only his sword eyebrows have not stretched.

In front of the couch, a doctor knelt on the footrest and massaged his legs, stretching his muscles and bones. Miaomiao's eyes fell on his legs, and only then did she notice the abnormality.

Yang Fu seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look at her. The moment his gaze touched her, there was a little sullenness in the coldness, and even more tenderness.

He waved back the doctor, and said softly: "Everyone go down."