90 Days of Spring: The fifty-seventh day

This is the end of the matter, and there is probably no turning back.

When Yang Fu came back, he obviously felt that she was not in the right mood. When he came, he still laughed at Yan Yan, why did he become depressed all afternoon?

The villa is very big, Yang Fu was afraid that she would not be able to find the way, so he might not allow her to leave the yard without authorization. Is it bored?

After dinner, it was still early in the morning, Yang Fu got up and walked to the door, "Go for a walk with me."

Miaomiao swallowed a mouthful of clear dew, got up and followed, "Where are you going?"

"Take a look around," he said casually.

Miaomiao groaned and followed behind him absent-mindedly. Two rows of oleanders are planted at the entrance of Yuyuxuan, and the fragrance of the flowers fills the heart. Walking along the Yangchang path, you can see the pavilion on the rockery in front of you, surrounded by green bamboos at the foot of the mountain, and gurgling streams, it is a good place with beautiful water and bright mountains.

Stepping on the stone ladder to the pavilion, I suddenly feel that my vision has opened up a lot. The mountains in the distance are undulating, layer upon layer, lush and green.

Miaomiao set up a pergola with her hands, looked into the distance, and wowed with emotion, "This place has a beautiful view." You can also see the top of the mountain in the distance, surrounded by mist, like a fairyland on earth.

It was the time when the sun was setting, and the west border of the setting sun was full of clouds and clouds. Half of the sun hangs at the end of the mountain, sliding down little by little, alternating with the night. Miaomiao was really panicked, she was either in Wutong Pavilion or Rongguang Courtyard these days, she couldn't go anywhere, her energy and spirit were listless.

Stimulated by this scene, I re-injected my vitality, "My lord, look at that tree is so strange..."

She screamed and pointed to Yang Fu. Turning his head to a sudden stop, Yang Fu didn't look at the scenery at all, but stared at him intently, with relaxed brows and a smile in his eyes.

She couldn't bear this look the most, she took two steps back with her face in her hands, "What do you see me doing?"

Yang Fu took her hand, leaned over and kissed her lips, "Are you hungry? I'll ask my servants to prepare something." She didn't move her chopsticks a few times for dinner, she was almost distracted According to her usual appetite, Yang Fu guessed that she must not be full.

He was really right, Miaomiao blushed, "Hungry."

The little girl is very good at this, she is more honest than others, and she is not shy. Yang Fu laughed silently, turned around and walked to the entrance of the stone steps, ready to give instructions to the two Leshan guards below.

Before I approached, I heard a few sounds of Ying Ying Yan Yan from below, mixed with the sound of Leshan Leshui, as if they were dealing with it.

"To tell the truth to the girls, the Four Kings are enjoying the scenery in the pavilion, so I'm afraid it will be inconvenient..." Leshan meandered.

I don't know who covered his lips and chuckled, "The four kings are on top? It just so happens that our lady Jiang is also there. Isn't this arranged by God."

"This..." Le Shan seemed to be in a dilemma.

Someone echoed, "Who in the capital doesn't know that the four kings and the Jiang family's good things are about to happen, what are you doing to stop them?"

At the end of the speech, there was a burst of charming laughter, which was as clear as a bell, and it was clearly transmitted to Yang Fu's ears. Of course, Miaomiao, who was standing behind, was not spared either.

All the girls below are still begging, Leshan Leshui is about to be overwhelmed. The two of them had never encountered such a posture before, with sweat on their foreheads, they looked at each other with embarrassment.

Most of them are the casual family members of the ministers, and they come here to have fun because of the permission of the saint. Among them there are quite a few who are good at making troubles, they can speak well, and it is even more amazing when they get together, like birds and birds in a tree, chattering endlessly.

Jiang Alan stood beside them, lowered his eyebrows, looked shy, but did not speak out to refute.

While speaking, a cold and indifferent voice came from the pavilion, "A good thing is coming soon? This king has never known about such a big event."

Everyone was startled and looked up. Then I saw a person standing at the entrance of the stairs, his handsome figure was carrying Xiaguang on his back, his brows were lowered, showing his displeasure.

Across the height of dozens of steps, it seems that his figure is getting taller and taller. Probably because he was shocked by his majesty, the girls who spoke just now suddenly fell silent, as if they had pulled out their tongues, Nuo Nuo did not dare to speak: "Four, four kings..."

Yang Fu slightly raised his eyebrows, "Who said that just now?"

The people below froze, all lowered their heads, but no one made a sound.

He said in a low voice, "I don't want to hear such words that come out of nothing in the future."

There were two girls who could not help but tremble, and were about to admit their mistakes, when they saw a person standing up beside them, pleading softly: "My lord, calm down, they were just being confused for a while, and they were just joking. This is all because of Alan Now, if the prince wants to punish him, he can only punish Alan."

Yang Fu looked at her calmly, and suddenly bent his lips, "As the daughter of the Taifu, the girl has read poetry and books, so she should know what to say and what not to say."

Jiang Alan bit her lip in embarrassment, she didn't expect that he wouldn't even give her this bit of face.

She clenched the food box in her hand, and suddenly came up with an idea, with a smile on her cheeks, "It just so happens that there are pastries made by the sisters here, if the prince doesn't mind eating them, it's an apology for you. I hope the prince will not be angry again."

The pastry was originally prepared for them to eat in the kiosk, most of it came from Jiang Alan's hands, and it was given to Yang Fu at this time, partly because of his own selfishness.

This box of snacks is really timely, just now Miaomiao said that she is hungry, if the kitchen makes it now, I am afraid it will take a long time.

Yang Fu closed his eyes, as if he was thinking.

He turned around, intending to ask Miaomiao, but she was staring blankly at her feet. Although she kept her original movements, Shensi had already gone a few days away. This girl was distracted.

Yang Fu had no choice but to call out, "Miaomiao."

Miaomiao came to a sudden, and let out an ignorant ah.

"Ginger girl sent pastries, do you want to eat?"

She is still confused, "Give it to me?"

Yang Fu kneaded the center of his brow twice, sighed in frustration, annoyed and helpless towards her.

The girl at the bottom heard him talking to someone, and only then did she know that there were more than four kings in the pavilion. But the way he spoke to that person, gentle and doting, was completely different from that of them.

Who is it that can be favored by the Four Kings so much?

They inevitably became curious, but Jiang Alan vaguely guessed who it was, immediately sank down, and bit her lower lip unwillingly.

"Thank you for your kindness, girl. The king has already eaten dinner." He simply made the decision for Miaomiao and declined her kindness.

Jiang Alan's hand holding the food box froze in the air, and retracted it embarrassingly under the eyes of the sisters. Several people looked at each other suspiciously, usually they teased Si Wang and Jiang Alan, but she just laughed and said nothing, it was a tacit consent, she thought the relationship between the two was so close, but unexpectedly it was so alienated and stiff.

He met another woman on top, but she could only watch from below, and it was a luxury to see more.

Jiang Alan closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and I felt pity for her slender figure: "Alan also heard that the scenery here is beautiful, and it's rare to come here. I just want to see the sunset with my sisters, I don't know Can the prince make it happen..."

Yang Fu thought, "Naturally."

Jiang Alan was surprised and beamed with joy, "Thank you four kings."

She took her skirt up the steps and walked ahead of the girls. The smile on her face hadn't faded when she heard a voice above her head: "Miaomiao, let's go."

Jiang Alan's smile froze on his face, and when he looked up, he saw Yang Fu walking in front, followed by a little girl in an apricot yellow blouse, obediently going downstairs with her head down.

It was this face that she couldn't forget.

At this moment, Jiang Alan's pupils were about to split, and he stared at her figure motionlessly, until he walked far away, and suddenly realized that his nails had been dug into his flesh.

"What happened just now? Who is following the four kings?"

"I haven't seen it before, the prince was talking to her just now?"

"The appearance is nothing special..."

There were noisy voices around, which made Jiang Alan's face even more ugly. She actually lost to that ugly servant girl, the lord embarrassed her in front of everyone for her sake, she really couldn't swallow it.

Looking back, the figures of the two gradually fade away, followed by two attendants who are not far or close.

Yang Fu stopped to wait for her, stretched out his hand to hold her, and continued to walk forward.

*

It wasn't until she was far away from the gazebo that Miaomiao asked belatedly, "Did the dessert just now be sent by Miss Jiang?"

Yang Fu hummed, not wanting to bring up this topic again.

Miaomiao said meaningfully, if you say that, how could the cake be given to her, it was clearly given to the prince. She has no luck.

But now her attention is not on this, but a little hard to say.

As soon as she was about to go back, Miaomiao stopped abruptly and squeezed Yang Fu's palm, "My lord, shall we stop shopping?"

Yang Fu bent his lips, "Where do you want to go?"

Miaomiao opened her lips several times, hesitated and said: "I heard that the villa is built next to mountains and rivers. I only saw the mountains, but not the water. Can the prince take me to see it?"

Yang Fu stared at her with black eyes, and asked briefly: "Do you want to see?"

Miaomiao lowered her head even lower, "Hmm... I want to go. The scenery by the water is beautiful." The last sentence, no matter how it sounds, is a bit self-deprecating.

Yang Fu didn't say much, and temporarily changed the direction, "There is indeed a river behind the villa, the water is clear and the scenery is pleasant."

He clenched Miaomiao's hand without a trace, walked through the mountain corridor, along the winding path, until he came to the back door of the villa. Miaomiao silently wrote down the road, until Yang Fu pushed open the wooden door and saw the scene in front of her, her eyes lit up, as if she was in a paradise.

The river is wide, gurgling and flowing, hitting the boulders to make waves half the height of a person. The riverside is full of trees and lush grasses, and the orange-red petals of the erythrina trees are blooming, which is too beautiful to behold. Miaomiao couldn't help taking two steps forward, under the grand beauty, she seemed smaller and smaller.

The water has been flowing down the mountain, as Wei Ling said, it can indeed flow into the canal.

Yang Fu smiled and asked: "Is it beautiful here?"

Miaomiao nodded vigorously, Meimeimei.

The sun finally set, and the sky suddenly became darker. To avoid making him suspicious, Miaomiao dragged him back, "If it's late, we won't be able to see the way back, my lord, let's go back quickly."

Yang Fu let her lead and walked back to Yu Yuxuan.

*

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, there were people outside who wanted to see the four kings. I heard from Le Shan that it was Jiang Taifu and several ministers.

Yang Fu didn't wake Miaomiao up when he woke up. After he finished dressing, he looked at the little girl who was still sleeping on the bed, with deep black pupils, and walked out of the room slowly.

Actually, Miaomiao has been awake since the time the servant sent the message, but she has not opened her eyes and pretended to be asleep. After Yang Fu left for a while, she slowly sat up from the bed and stared at the door in a daze.

Yesterday she lied to Yang Fu to take her to the back door of the villa, because she couldn't find her way. If she left with Wei Ling tonight, would he notice anything?

At noon Yang Fu went back to the courtyard for lunch, and Miaomiao was as tired of him acting like a baby as before, even worse than ever. In the end, he entangled Yang Fu so much that he couldn't bear it anymore, pushed her onto the beauty's couch, and threatened in a low voice: "Miaomiao, I think you are seducing me."

Miaomiao grinned, "That's right."

Because there was still something to do in the afternoon, she was sure that Yang Fu would not do anything to her. Sure enough, Yang Fu kissed her hard, and bit her ear: "It's getting more and more presumptuous."

Miaomiao likes him the most when he is angry and helpless at the same time, but it is a pity that he can only see it for the last time.

After Yang Fu left in the afternoon, she was sitting on the couch, maybe she had been sitting for a long time, when she suddenly got up, her legs went limp, and she staggered and fell to the ground. Her knee was hurt, so she simply sat on the ground and rubbed it, took out the blood stone and talked to Wei Ling: "Wei Ling?"

Although the blood stone started to feel hot, Wei Ling's voice did not come from there for a long time.

Miaomiao called again, but still no one responded.

"Strange." She murmured to herself, and asked with her lips close to her lips, "You asked me to wait for you by the river, so when are you going?"

There was silence, no sound.

Miaomiao pinched her calf until she could stand up again, then she held on to the table and chair to stand firm.

Wei Ling didn't answer her, where did he go? It stands to reason that he should also be in the villa, but Miaomiao is still not at ease because he cannot be contacted. In the afternoon, I called him several times with the bloodstone, but it was still useless.

Around in the evening, Miaomiao casually used an excuse to dismiss the maid, pretending to take a nap indoors, but actually quietly left Yuyuxuan. She didn't bring anything with her, only the Pisces jade pendant that Yang Fu gave her. This may be her only thought in the years to come.

Avoiding everyone's eyes and ears, she came to the back door of the villa, please open the door and go out. Here is the same as when I came yesterday, the scenery is beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Miaomiao looked around, but she did not see Wei Ling. She called out several times with the blood stone, but Wei Ling still didn't respond.

Finally she got impatient with waiting, and Wei Ling's panting voice came: "I'll be there later, you dive into the water first, don't come out no matter what sounds you hear. If I still haven't arrived after an hour, You will leave first."

Miaomiao heard something wrong with his voice, "Where are you, what's wrong with you?"

Then there was no more sound.

After listening to Wei Ling's words, she jumped into the water, her pink skirt flying, and suddenly sank into the water, blooming a gorgeous arc on the water surface. The pink skirt gradually disappeared under the water, only the ripples spread round and round, spreading to the river bank and wetting the weeds on the bank.

Miaomiao hid under the water, watching her body change little by little, her legs gradually closed, and her smooth skin slowly grew silvery white scales. It was a little itchy, and she couldn't help scratching it. In the end, it turned into a slender fish tail, turning around in the water and flexibly swinging it.

After waiting for less than half an hour, Wei Ling still did not arrive, so Miaomiao was unavoidably anxious.

Could something happen to him... How did she never expect that it would not be so easy for him to escape from the palace! What if he is caught by the people of the palace, she is like this now, and she can't save him.

The more Miaomiao thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. When she was hesitating, she suddenly heard footsteps on the shore. Through a layer of transparent water, she seemed to see the transparent red light of the bloodstone. She was overjoyed and swam towards the water without thinking.

"Wei Ling, you are finally here!"

She broke through the water and came out, slowly revealing her clean and flawless face, her eyes were clear, and her algae-like long hair spread behind her, wrapping her icy skin and snowy skin.

Water drops hung on the slender eye feathers, and with a slight blink, they slid down the neck along the cheeks and flowed into the river.

The beautiful eyes are lifted slightly, the cheeks are smooth and clean, even more delicate than the garden full of Erythrina chinensis. After seeing the people on the shore, she turned pale and forgot to move.