90 Days of Spring: Forty-fifth day

This sentence is full of anger, and Miaomiao still can't forgive it, when he handed himself over to the prince so easily. All the hopes she had for him at that time were in vain.

The room was silent for a long time, and the arm around her waist trembled slightly, tightening bit by bit. Yang Fu said hoarsely: "You are angry with me."

Miaomiao tilted her head, "I'm telling the truth."

She pursed her cherry lips, showing great dissatisfaction, she struggled twice to get out of his arms, and ran out the door. After closing the mullion door, she stuck out her tongue inside.

It's better to **** him off and see if he dares to treat her like that in the future.

She didn't know where Leshan's room was, so she ran downstairs and asked the shopkeeper, who enthusiastically told her that there were two rooms away from her. Miaomiao knocked on the mullion door, and waited for the people inside to open the door. She probed her head and asked with a shy smile, "Brother Leshan, did the lord entrust you to take care of a carp?"

After asking for a long time without any response, Miaomiao raised her head in confusion, and saw Le Shan staring at her strangely.

It was only then that she realized belatedly that in the eyes of others, she was already a dead person! Now she is alive and kicking, no wonder Le Shan showed such a terrified expression, it is not easy not to **** her to the government.

She took half a step back, and hummed timidly: "I'm not a ghost, I'm not what you think... Don't be afraid, um..."

Although he was already shocked when he came with the prince, he is still a little uncomfortable now. "Then how can you?"

How can you come back from the dead, how can you come back to life again?

Miaomiao scratched her cheek, her eyes rolled wildly, "I'll explain to you later! Can I go in now and take it away?" She pointed to the copper bowl in the corner, it was Miaomiao The one with Wei Ling in full bloom.

Le Shan moved away slowly and let her enter the room, "You... take her away."

Miaomiao heyed happily, thanked him with a smile, stepped forward to look, Wei Ling was lying in it, but she didn't look very happy. Miaomiao hugged the copper bowl in her arms, stepped forward to thank him, "Then I'll go back first!"

Le Shan nodded, hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't help calling her, "My lord treats you sincerely, I have never seen him care so much about any girl. You...don't hurt him."

Come on, I still think of her as a monster, Miaomiao couldn't explain clearly, and finally said discouragedly: "I'm really not..."

But no matter what she said, Le Shan couldn't believe it. Why did someone who was clearly dead suddenly come back to life? If it is not a ghost, how to explain it?

Even if he believed it, how should the whole palace believe it? If the prince can protect her for a while, can he still be by her side all the time? What's more, because of her, the lord may not be able to hide his concealment for so many years. Recently, the crown prince was grounded for a month, and the sage had a lot of dissatisfaction with him. The court seemed to be calm, but in fact it was secretly turbulent. The four kings should also take action.

In addition, Queen Wei has been pressing hard these days, and I hope he will get married and start a career as soon as possible. Jiang Alan's marriage to the Fourth King can bring him many benefits, and even Jiang Taifu's old officials will stand by his side. But the prince didn't know what to think, he repeatedly rejected the queen's proposal, and he was even more polite and distant towards Jiang Alan.

Le Shan has followed him for a long time, and he has seen his deeds in the past few years. If he really abandons his great career for a maid, it is really worthless.

Originally, he also thought this maid was lively and likable, but since she hindered Yang Fu's progress, it was different.

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After returning from Leshan's room, Miaomiao kicked open the door, entered her own room sideways, and carefully placed the copper basin on the round table.

She met Shang Wei Ling's eyes, knowing that he was in a bad mood at the moment, so she didn't bother him, she bent her eyes and smiled, "You have a good rest."

Speaking and turning around, Yang Fu appeared behind her at some time, she opened her mouth slightly, and was about to speak when he took her breath away.

Yang Fu held her waist with one hand and her head with the other and kissed her fiercely, almost swallowing her alive. Miaomiao couldn't stand it anymore, she leaned against the table with her back, which hurt her a little, and wanted to refuse with a whimper.

Probably because of the inadvertent resistance that stimulated him, Yang Fu forced himself to press down on her, ignoring her resistance, grabbed her delicate lips and kissed her, swallowing her breath viciously with an irresistible momentum. He has always been gentle, he has never been so hysterical, with strong lust, kissing her almost suffocating.

The lips and teeth were pried open, and his tongue entered her mouth continuously. Miaomiao tried to dodge, but was swept away by him and entangled, unable to tolerate any rejection.

She tilted her head away, "My lord... what's wrong with you?"

She was so dazed by the kiss that she completely forgot that there was a carp beside her. Wei Ling looked at the two quietly, with no emotion in her eyes, and turned around in a short while.

A fish has no eyelids, and he can't even close his eyes when he doesn't want to look.

Yang Fu hugged her and sat down, rolling and sucking kisses on her lips, "Why?"

The nonsensical words made Miaomiao baffled, she panted slightly, a thin layer of rouge was applied to her tender cheeks, which was red and attractive. "What and why?"

Yang Fu continued to ask: "Why don't you like me anymore?"

Miaomiao groaned, pressed his tongue against the finger he put in his mouth, "I didn't say that...I mean, I don't like it as much as before."

Not all are the same, in Yang Fu's view, they are all unacceptable.

The little girl had a delicate face, her subconscious actions made Yang Fu's eyes darker, and his gaze was fixed on her, wanting to cherish her, but at the same time wanting to bully her severely.

Miaomiao blinked, her eyelashes brushed his face, feeling strange. She struggled, and explained half-truthfully: "Because I am disappointed in the prince, you have nothing to say and only talk big."

Yang Fu remained calm: "It's not because there is someone else?"

Miaomiao was confused, "What are you talking about?"

Relieved, Yang Fu leaned against her cheek and said to himself: "That's good." As long as he doesn't like someone else, then he still has a chance to redeem it.

He still doesn't know what happened to Miaomiao these days when she disappeared...how does it have anything to do with Wei Ling. He just cared so much that for her, he fell from the clouds to the mud, and he was no longer a high-ranking fourth king.

Yang Fu hugged her, almost buried her in his arms, without saying a word.

In the past few days, he was most worried that someone else lived in Miaomiao's heart. He didn't dare to think, if one day she chose Wei Ling, what would he do?

Fortunately, fortunately, she is very dull.

His arms became tighter and tighter, strangling Miaomiao so hard that he couldn't breathe, "My lord, you hurt me so much, let me go."

Yang Fu seemed to have never heard of it, "Don't say that kind of thing again."

Miaomiao is struggling with his arm with all her strength, so naturally she doesn't know what he is referring to, "What kind of words?"

Yang Fu whispered: "If you say you don't like me, I don't want me."

In the past, she would not hide her admiration for him, and even took the trouble to say that she liked him, but now that she thinks about it, she misses those days very much.

Miaomiao chuckled, just caught a glimpse of the copper bowl on the table out of the corner of her eye, she woke up suddenly, her face gradually became red, until it reached the back of her ears, "Understood, let me go!"

She was actually in front of Wei Ling... Thinking that he had seen everything just now, Miaomiao suddenly felt ashamed, broke away from Yang Fu's arms, and stood aside with her head bowed, looking like a child who obediently admits that she has done something wrong.

Yang Fu wanted to pull her into his arms, but she avoided it lightly.

For some reason, Miaomiao just doesn't want to make out with Wei Ling in front of him. Being watched by someone like this...anyone would feel embarrassed.

Pretending to be busy, she took the copper bowl to the corner and placed it gently on the wooden stand. "Wei Ling..."

Wei Ling didn't move at all, and didn't even look at her, she must be angry.

Miaomiao opened her mouth to mutter, opened and closed several times, wanted to say something, but finally said nothing.

Is she going to explain to him? But why?

The little girl slumped her shoulders, drooped her head in thought, her delicate brows were frowned into a pimple, as much distress as she wanted.

She stood alone in the corner and muttered, Yang Fu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who are you talking to?"

Miaomiao quickly regained consciousness, turned her head and said guiltily: "It's nothing." She walked up to Yang Fu, pushed him twice, and gave the order to evict the guest, "I'm going to sleep, my lord, go back quickly."

Without pushing for a long time, she puffed up her cheeks and asked, "Why don't you go?"

Yang Fu stood up, taller than her by a head, causing her to slowly look up from looking down, and her aura immediately changed a lot. He said calmly: "This king said, I want to stay with you."

In Miaomiao's astonished gaze, Yan finished walking towards the bed in the inner room, took off her shoes and socks slowly, and sat on her bed: "Aren't you coming?"

Miaomiao had never seen him play a rascal before, so she was shocked, "You sleep in my bed, where should I sleep?"

The inner room and the outside are separated by a screen, and they cannot see the scene on both sides. At this moment, Miaomiao feels a little lucky.

As soon as Yang Fu stretched out his hand, he took her into his arms, rubbed her little head with a smile, "Naturally, I will sleep with this king."

Sleep together?

Miaomiao's head was congested with blood, her hands and feet softened in a hopeless manner, and she stammered and argued: "Who, who wants to sleep with you?"

Yang Fu smiled and replied, "Of course it's you."

She blushed pretty, and deliberately sang against him: "But... aren't you afraid that I'm a monster, sucking your energy in the middle of the night?"

Le Shan's words were still echoing in her mind, and she might not forget them for a while.

Yang Fu hugged her and lay on the bed, covering her with a quilt, "Who told you that?"

Miaomiao replied honestly: "Brother Leshan."

Yang Fu didn't move for a while, she thought he believed it, she sat up and said seriously: "He is for the sake of the prince, and told me not to harm you. But I am not a ghost at all, why do I want to harm others?"

After a pause, he murmured in a low voice: "I know this is hard to believe, even I am surprised."

Yang Fu naturally knew that she was not, he never believed in strange powers and chaos.

But there are some things that must be made clear. Yang Fuban straightened her shoulders and faced her face to face: "Then tell me, what's going on with all this?"

Miaomiao's eyes flickered, and she hadn't prepared a set of words yet, "It's what you saw..."

Yang Fu sternly said: "This king must listen to the truth."

The room was quiet, she seemed to be frightened, her expression was both resistant and sad, her eyelids were drooping, and she looked aggrieved. Yang Fu regretted it instantly, lowered his head and kissed her eyes, coaxing softly over and over again: "I'm not forcing you, Miaomiao. After returning home, I will always explain to others."

Miaomiao thought for a while, and half-truthfully said: "It was Wei Ling who saved me. He went to a far away place to find a medicine. He heard that the medicine had the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Wei Ling really found it." , Feed me and eat it, so I can come back to life..."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice was, because she remembered what Wei Ling had done for her. At this time, she couldn't just ignore him.

Miaomiao strengthened her thoughts, got up and pushed him: "My lord, I'm done talking, please get out...I, I don't want to sleep with you..."

She looked embarrassed, not at all joking. Yang Fu's face was calm, "Miaomiao, how many times have you rejected me today?"

Miaomiao didn't want to count, and kept pushing him outside, so that he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, "I don't know, my lord is going to sleep with Brother Leshan. As you said, lonely men and widows How about living in the same room?"

That was what Yang Fu said when she was with Wei Ling before. Lifting a rock and hitting one's own foot turned out to be like this.

The Zhiling door closed in front of him, Yang Fu stood barefoot outside the door, it was the first time he was so embarrassed.