90 Days of Spring: Fifty-eighth day

The night wind blows, making the leaves rustle, and the shadows of the leaves whirling, becoming more and more quiet.

Miaomiao froze, looking at the shore at a loss, Jianshui's eyes flashed panic. By the time she reacted and was about to dive into the water and escape, it was already too late.

"Don't move!" Yang Fu shouted.

Miaomiao was stunned by the sound, and stopped subconsciously. The tail of the fish behind her jumped across the water, and then slapped it into the water again. The silver-white caudal fin shone in the moonlight, making Yang Fu's eyes hurt.

She kept turning around, with her head slightly lowered, her long hair slid down one side of her cheek, covering her peach-like bright face. Just this scene is enough to take the soul away.

In the rippling river water, the fish tail of the mermaid looms under the water, and the transparent thin strips are like layers of gauze, which swings with the fish tail, ethereal and illusory. She seemed to be aware of his gaze, and quietly hid her tail behind her back, but she didn't know that this was just deception, and thus exposed her to him.

She was wearing a cherry pink embroidered blouse with twining branches and lotus patterns, which was exactly the one Miaomiao was wearing today. At this moment, it was wetly attached to her body, outlining a slim and exquisite body line, with black hair like ink, a greasy complexion, and a moon-like beauty. Her pink lips were slightly pursed, and she was exactly the same as Miaomiao.

Yang Fu's eyes slipped to look at the blood-colored jade around her neck, glowing faintly red in the moonlit night. At this moment, it should be as hot as the piece in his hand.

Miaomiao wears this piece of jade all the time and never leaves her body.

With all kinds of doubts lingering in his heart, Yang Fu frowned slightly, looking into Shang Shui's uneasy eyes, "Are you... Miaomiao?"

This kind of thing is really absurd. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, he probably would never have believed it.

The man in the water turned pale with shock, shaking his head, "No, I'm not."

Yang Fu spread out his palm, and a blood stone fell out, being pulled up and down by the black rope, "Then what is this? What are you wearing?"

That is Wei Ling's blood stone, how could it be in his hands! Thinking of Wei Ling's weak voice just now, Miaomiao became anxious for a while, but she didn't dare to question him. Obviously she is the one who is at a disadvantage now, and she is also the one who can't speak.

She was silent, Yang Fu continued to ask: "Why are you wearing Miaomiao's clothes?"

She lowered her head subconsciously, and she saw that the clothes she was wearing today were still hanging on her body, but the skirt on the lower body had disappeared somewhere. This little action confirmed Yang Fu's guess even more.

Miaomiao couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and fled into the water.

I saw her dive, and then her upper body plunged into the water, her tail fin surfaced, and the water droplets splashed everywhere, drawing an arc in the radiant water, which was fleeting. The action is astonishingly fast.

Yang Fu's black pupils sank, he jumped into the river without thinking about it.

Leshan Leshui was originally hiding in the dark, but they were shocked when they saw this, and when they rushed to the front, the four kings were nowhere to be seen. The two looked at each other, without hesitation, they went into the water.

Yang Fu is not good at water pommeling, not to mention the river is rushing, the nimble figure in the distance is going against the current, chasing him is very difficult.

He opened his eyes and saw her whole picture clearly in the water.

Sharks. A silver-white merman.

There is a legend in ancient times that a person with a fish tail and a human body is called a shark.

They are beautiful and mysterious, tears can condense, and they are priceless.

Could the tears condense into beads... A trace of complexity flashed across Yang Fu's face, and his strength was gradually washed away by the current of water around him, making it difficult to move forward even an inch. Two faces overlapped in my mind, and they were Miaomiao's clear and clean eyes. Her face was blurred, but her voice became clearer.

"What did you eat during Chinese New Year?"

"Aquatic plants and shrimp."

"Water plants?"

“…”

She was afraid of Xue Ou; she never cried in front of him; the night she fell into the water in the blessing boat, no wonder no one found her, but she came back safely the next day; God took pity on him and brought her back to life, maybe not right now.

All of this is only related to her identity.

Miaomiao, you have been deceiving me from the very beginning...

Yang Fu's body gradually sank, he did not struggle, and slowly sank to the bottom of the river. Le Shan Le Shui came from behind, and was about to rescue him, when he met Yang Fu with a deep look, they both stopped, retreated far away knowingly, then turned and swam towards the shore.

Yang Fu turned his gaze back and looked at the figure swimming farther and farther away. Miaomiao, you'd better not come back, if you do, I will never let you go in this lifetime.

The water flowed into the ear holes, and there was a strong squeeze in the chest. He coughed lowly, and his mouth was immediately filled with river water. Consciousness gradually dimmed, he closed his eyes, and for the last time seemed to see the figure in the distance stop, turn around slowly, and look this way.

He smiled slightly.

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Miaomiao didn't go far when she noticed someone chasing her behind, and she knew who it was without looking. She didn't dare to look back, and kept going upstream, only thinking about escaping as quickly as possible, it would be best if he couldn't catch her.

But gradually, she couldn't feel the chasing breath behind her, she couldn't help but turn her head, only to see Yang Fu floating on the bottom of the water alone like a broken leaf, without any movement. She widened her eyes in astonishment, before she had time to think about it, her body was already swimming towards him quickly.

Until she held him in her arms, Miaomiao still couldn't feel at ease. She put her arms around his shoulders, and struggled to swim towards the shore, her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled into pimples, she couldn't figure out why he was chasing her even though he clearly couldn't swim.

Yang Fu's body was heavy and heavy, Miaomiao pushed him to the shore with all his strength. Both of them were soaked, Miaomiao didn't care, but Yang Fu's face was pale and he didn't respond.

She patted his cheek worriedly, "My lord?"

At this moment, he doesn't care about his identity, and he is determined to wake him up. But there was no one around, and Miaomiao couldn't help but folded her hands and pressed on his chest, trying to squeeze out the water in his lungs.

It's useless, he is still motionless, and his face seems to be even worse. Miaomiao was about to cry anxiously, she couldn't save him, perhaps only humans could save him, she thought about it, and the only way was to go down the river to find a doctor. If the time is fast enough, maybe I can make it back tomorrow morning.

After making up her mind, Miaomiao let go of him and was about to leave. When she was about to turn around, she was caught by a strong hand on Hao's wrist. Before she had time to be surprised, she only felt a slight shock on her arms, and then she was pushed down on the shore, with Yang Fu's stern face above her head.

His eyes are sober and full of strength, he doesn't look weak just now.

It was only then that Miaomiao realized that she had been cheated, and became angry after earning money, "Let go of me!" Unfortunately, her voice was too sweet and waxy, it sounded more like a spoiled child.

Her original voice was clear and sweet, like a warbler singing in an empty valley, and even her delicate voice could make people feel numb all over.

How could Yang Fu let her go, after finally catching her, would he just let her go?

He held her hands with one hand, and grabbed her delicate chin with the other, and looked at her carefully. With a small face like jade and ice, with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes, and a bright face, it is peerless in the world. But this little face was stubbornly tense, just refusing to look at him. Clinging close to his delicate body, she was graceful and graceful, as graceful as a frightened bird, and the tip of her nose was scented with fragrance between breaths.

The pink cherry lips were biting tightly, Yang Fu stroked her lips, his voice was gloomy and uncertain, "Are you still saying you are not?"

Miaomiao Farewell at the beginning, just does not admit it.

He tricked her, and that alone made her very angry. Besides, he made Wei Ling's whereabouts unknown, and the blood stone was in his hands for some reason.

Yang Fu said in a low voice, "Miaomiao."

She categorically denied: "I am not."

"Then why did you save me?" Yang Fu stared at her, wanting to find an answer.

Miaomiao was speechless, thinking and thinking, "I'm full."

“…”

Yang Fu pushed aside her collar and pinched the bloodstone that never left her body, "Then how to explain this? This king only gave it to Miaomiao."

Miaomiao blurted out, "This is not from you, it is from Wei Ling!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he wished he could pull out his tongue.

Seeing that Yang Fu stopped talking, he stared at her quietly.

She was so guilty from seeing this look, she simply smashed the jar, and tried her best to break away from his hand that was restraining her, "What did you do to Wei Ling? Where is he now, and why is his blood stone in your hand?" ?”

Although Wei Ling spoke calmly to her just now, it was not hard to hear the lack of energy, so that she couldn't feel at ease now.

Yang Fu did not answer the question, but was pushed and shoved by her hands, but remained motionless, "Miaomiao, don't you think that this king has more questions to ask?"

Miaomiao noticed that his face was not right, and her tone suddenly softened, "I just want to know what's wrong with Wei Ling..."

Is he injured and where is he now? As long as she knows these, she can feel at ease.

No matter how much she begged, Yang Fu never said anything. She tightly gathered his sleeves, anxious and helpless, "You..."

Yang Fu supported her on both sides, and asked quietly: "Answer my question, and I will tell you."

Miaomiao raised her eyes with a confused expression.

The first question, he stared at her, "Are you Miaomiao?"

Miaomiao pursed her lips, didn't he know everything, and asked! But he didn't know that Yang Fu only wanted her to answer in person.

After a long time, she whispered: "Yes."

Yang Fu lowered his eyebrows: "Really?"

Miaomiao was cornered by him, "Yes, I am!"

The moonlight shines through the dense leaves, and the afterglow of the stars sprinkles on his back, and his slender body covers a vast area of ​​the world. He was facing away from the light, so Miaomiao didn't see the flash of relaxation in his eyes.

He continued to ask: "What are you doing here tonight?"

Miaomiao kept her mouth shut this time, refusing to reveal a single word.

Yang Fu's eyes darkened, and she didn't say anything, so he answered for her, "Do you want to leave with him?"

They knew who he was referring to.

Miaomiao opened her eyes wide in surprise, her eyes clearly said, how do you know.

The veins in Yang Fu's palm beside her were prominent, but his face was still calm, his brows were stern, and the rain was about to come.

On the way here, she even whispered in his ear: "My lord, I like you." This sentence was still in his ears, making his heart so soft that he couldn't count it in a blink of an eye?

If he doesn't come tonight, will he never see her again?

This little girl is really cruel.

Yang Fu closed his eyes, he didn't want to ask more questions, he straightened his body and called out expressionlessly: "Leshan Leshui."

Miaomiao grabbed the hem of his clothes and asked eagerly: "You haven't told me about Wei Ling..."

Before she finished speaking, she was overshadowed by the business that appeared in Leshan Leshui. "Your subordinate is here, my lord, please order."

Yang Fu took advantage of the situation to wrap her hands, and said to the two: "Cover the way for this king, and don't disturb anyone on the way."

Speaking of getting up, he hugged Miaomiao horizontally, and when his palm touched her smooth scales, he paused slightly, and then his expression returned to normal.