90 Days of Spring: The seventieth day

Miaomiao was about to stand still, when the sound of the wheelchair being crushed on the ground came from outside, barely stopping at the place where she was standing just now.

Yang Fuyi wore a moon-white brocade robe woven with gold and cloud patterns, which was exactly the same as when he went out today, that is to say, he hurried back to the palace before he had time to change his clothes.

"Mum, Miaomiao is in your palace." He cut to the point, not using interrogative sentences, but with full affirmation.

Empress Wei sat up a little bit, showing both joy and worry, "What time is it, why are you back?" After a pause, she was a little confused, "What Miaomiao? Aunt I don't understand much."

Yang Fu raised his eyes and frowned deeply, "Qi Han has asked all the people in the mansion that you have been to the Four Princes Mansion today."

The implication is that you don't have to pretend, he understands it in his heart. Seeing empress Wei's uncomfortable face, after a while, her eyes darkened a bit, "I went to your house, but I haven't seen a maid named Miaomiao."

Yang Fu said nothing, Wu Tong quietly looked up.

He just has such an ability, even if he doesn't say a word, it makes people feel that there is nothing to hide. In those clear and indifferent eyes, there was a different anxiety from the past, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

He said: "Miaomiao is pure and kind-hearted, innocent and lively, not the woman in my mother's imagination. It was Qi Han who forced her to stay in the palace. If my mother has anything to do, just discuss it with me and don't embarrass Miaomiao. She is currently in poor health, Qi Han came here this time just to take her back and ask my mother to help her."

Empress Wei paused and stared at him deeply, perhaps shocked by his words just now, "You forced her to stay? Do you know that she has a strange identity!"

Isn't it shocking that a person who died once came back alive and kicking?

She paused, with a serious expression on her face, "What's more, she was born in poverty and has a disability. Such a person is not worthy of you."

She was annoyed for a moment, forgetting that saying that was tantamount to admitting that Miaomiao was in her hands. Knowing Miaomiao's whereabouts, Yang Fu frowned slightly, "Whether it's worth it or not, I should have the final say."

In the past, he had never liked anyone, and he spent more than twenty years in peace. Suddenly, one day, a flash of bright and bright colors appeared, adding a lot of color to his boring life. That little girl brought all his sustenance, and was his gentle and tender destination. In this life, having such a person is enough.

Empress Wei stared at him, wishing to wake him up, but instead of noticing it, he asked, "Mama, please let Miaomiao go."

At this time, she can't admit it even if she doesn't want to, "I won't let her go for the time being."

Yang Fu raised his eyes, and the cold light in them sank.

Queen Wei continued: "I will let her go back on the day you marry Jiang Alan."

The Qingxi Palace was extremely quiet, so the cold wind outside the house was exceptionally clear. The emerald bead curtain was jingling, the maid couldn't help raising her eyes, and looked at the expression of the four kings, and then hurriedly lowered her eyes after taking a look.

Yang Fu looked gloomy, definitely not good-looking, with a coercive aura, "I said before, I won't marry her."

Empress Wei was really annoyed, "Then who do you want to marry, the maid with a broken arm? Even if you are willing, my royal family can't afford to lose face!"

Yang Fu whispered: "I want to marry the person I love, and I don't think there is any shame in it."

Empress Wei was trembling all over while holding the teacup, but she couldn't bear to throw the teacup in front of him. His leg injury hasn't healed yet, if he is injured again, I don't know how many more days he will have to take care of it.

Perhaps because of his anger, the queen took a few deep breaths before exhaling the turbid air in her heart. "You want to **** off Grandma."

Yang Fu closed his eyes and did not respond, but ordered the attendants behind him, "Help me up."

The servant obeyed, and before Empress Wei realized what was going on, he knelt down on the ground, frowning deeply, "I dare not."

I'm really afraid of something. He deliberately wanted to **** her off and make fun of his body. These legs are still not in good shape, and she knows exactly what kind of injury he suffered. That day he fainted in the hall, and his knees were black and blue, which made her feel very distressed. Kneeling again now, isn't this gouging out the flesh on the tip of her heart?

Queen Wei trembled, "You, get up!"

Yang Fu said softly, "If my mother doesn't let Miaomiao go, I'll keep kneeling."

She asked the guards to help him up, but he was so stubborn that he knelt on the ground motionless. The guard didn't dare to hurt him, and behaved quite hesitantly. Before he knelt down for a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face became paler under the dim candlelight.

After this illness, he really lost a lot of weight. He lost a bit of flesh on his chin. He became less elegant and gentle, and more determined and cold. It's just that this temperament has always been unpredictable.

Not only the guards, but even the servants in the side palace have nothing to do with him. Empress Wei almost wanted to do it herself, when she saw a thin figure rushing out from behind the carved lacquer screen. Before everyone recovered, she came to Yang Fu and stretched out her hand to help him, "Your Majesty forgot what the doctor said? If you kneel down again, you won't be able to walk with these legs!"

The little girl was full of anxiety, panting lowly, as if she had just struggled with someone, and came out of it after a lot of hard work.

Empress Wei was startled, and hurriedly told people: "Whoever released her, don't hurry..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Fu held her right hand, "Mum, I just want to take Miaomiao back. Please help me."

Every word is extremely slow.

This is the first time he has grown up and begged her for such things. She always thought that this son was heartless and indifferent, wanting nothing, but she didn't know that he had such a stubborn side. Thinking about it now, it's just that I didn't meet the person I wanted.

It's not that I really want to embarrass him, but... Empress Wei glanced at the little girl next to him, she was frizzy, her eyes were filled with anxiety and concern, she only had one hand left, and she was still trying to help him stand up.

It's just this girl's condition, after all, she can't catch her eyes.

She closed her eyes and was forced to be helpless by him, "You can't take her away, I want to keep her for a few more days to observe more."

Having said that, the tone is obviously loose.

Yang Fu paused, "Then my son will also stay in the palace."

She raised her eyebrows, "You built a mansion outside the palace, what kind of dignity is that?"

"Amother is Qi Han's mother concubine, wouldn't it be okay for the son to stay in the palace for a few days?" He sat back on the wheelchair again, looking gentle and gentle on the surface, but in fact he was darker than anyone else in his heart.

Empress Wei didn't know what to do, she waved her hands and said, "It's up to you, everything is up to you."

Although he was helpless, he was mostly happy in his heart. This should be the first time he got close to her. Although it was for a little girl, it was enough to make her happy for a while. He never stayed by her side since he was a child, and she never took care of him properly. Now that he can stay for a few days, it is considered a good thing.

*

Of course this matter reached the ears of the sage. Hearing that the sage was furious, he was coaxed by empress Wei in the end, so he didn't pursue the matter any further.

Yang Fu's courtyard is very close to Miaomiao's. There is a corridor between the two courtyards, and they are just a few steps away.

He knelt down again last time, not for long, but Miaomiao still couldn't rest assured. Empress Wei asked the imperial doctor to check it out, and after a few days of training in the imperial doctor's skills and there was no serious problem, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

At first Miaomiao was able to take care of him, but her body became more and more useless, her hands and feet were inflexible, and at night she felt cold all over and shivered uncontrollably, no matter how many quilts she covered, it was useless. It's the kind of coolness seeping up from the bottom of the feet, icy cold to the bone.

Miaomiao didn't tell Yang Fu, fearing that he would think too much and he would not be able to recuperate well during the day, so he would bear it silently at night. In the past two days, she was so cold that she couldn't sleep all night. When she got up in the morning, her lips were black and her eye sockets were circled with bruises. Perhaps the chill hadn't faded, and he was shivering even when he was walking.

Yang Fu naturally sensed something was wrong, reached out to hold her hand, the tentacles were icy and cold, "Is it freezing at night?"

Miaomiao shook her head, "I probably didn't wear enough clothes when I got up in the morning. I'll go back and get some clothes."

Speaking, he ran back, and when he stepped over the threshold, he lowered his footsteps, stumbled and staggered, and slammed into the door frame, making a dull sound.

She squatted down covering her head immediately, grinned her teeth and took a breath, "It hurts..."

I have never seen such a reckless person. Yang Fu has been able to get out of bed and walk around in the past few days. He came to her to check, "Let me see."

As he spoke, he took her hand away, only to see a large red envelope swelled on his forehead, and a pair of eyes under the envelope were tearful, moaning and crying out for pain. Yang Fu stretched out his hand subconsciously, "Don't cry."

Miaomiao closed her eyes and forced herself to hold back, humming softly, "I won't cry."

Really like a child for a long time, Yang Fu blew on her wound, relieving her a lot of pain. Not long after, the imperial doctor came and left a bottle of ointment for bruises, and told him to apply it three times a day.

The imperial doctor said it lightly, but the bruise still hasn't faded after a day and a night. Instead, it became the same as Miaomiao's left hand.

There was no news from Leshan Leshui over there, Yang Fu became more and more anxious, and came and went in a hurry every day when he had dinner with Queen Wei.

"You are all focused on that maid..." Seeing that he was about to leave again, Empress Wei sighed.

Yang Fu paused, and saluted respectfully, "It's Qi Han who is not filial for embarrassing my mother."

"Forget it, let's go." What can she do with him, if she doesn't obey his wishes, she may have to kneel for another three or four days, he is not worried, as a mother, she still loves him for him.

It was also thanks to the maid that the mother and son rarely had the opportunity to eat alone after all these years. Although the relationship was still not close, it eased a lot after all.

Yang Fu didn't leave immediately, he thought for a while and said, "My mother had her own reasons for what happened back then, and Qi Han never blamed you."

After speaking, he left, leaving Empress Wei alone in a daze.

*

When Yang Fu left, it was the setting sun, the sky was blurry, the setting sun was halfway down, staining the owl kisses on the eaves red.

As soon as I entered the house, I was shocked by the situation inside.

"Miaomiao!" He strode forward and put the trembling body on the bed into his arms. Even so, she was still trembling badly. He solemnly asked, "What's going on?"

Miaomiao doesn't know why, it starts to get cold as soon as it gets dark, and it's getting worse recently, it's colder than falling into a lake in ice and snow, "Cold, my lord, I'm cold..."

Her voice was weak, and her whole body was icy cold, as if she would be silent the next moment.

Yang Fu's arm holding her trembled slightly, he tucked the quilt tightly, then took off his brocade robe and put it in front of her, protecting her tightly, "Since when?"

Miaomiao closed her eyes tiredly, "The day before yesterday... or the day before yesterday..."

He seemed to have just suddenly realized, and ordered the guards outside to pass on to the imperial doctor, with imperceptible panic in his voice.

He still remembered the last time she died, the feeling of being hollowed out was extremely clear, and it would be a tribulation to taste it again. He doesn't want to go through it again, he wants Miaomiao to be good, he must be good!

Not long after, the imperial doctor came, and Xuansi checked the pulse, showing a look of panic, and then he made the diagnosis several times before hesitatingly said: "To the four kings, the old minister is dull... I can't feel the girl's Pulse condition..."

Yang Fu lowered his face and scolded in a cold voice: "Trash!"

Miaomiao tugged at his sleeve, "No...my lord, don't blame him, I have something to tell you..."

Her voice was shallow, Yang Fu had to press close to her ear to hear what she said clearly. Hearing the sound, he let the imperial doctor wait outside the door, and he softened his voice: "What's the matter?"

Miaomiao felt that there seemed to be ice scum in her throat, and she was so cold that her whole body was about to freeze. "Actually, I always knew that this body wouldn't last long..." She The cold breath breathed on Yang Fu's skin, until his heart was cold, "If I can't become a human, I have to leave..."

Yang Fu was silent for a long time, his voice was very cold, "What do you mean?"

Miaomiao shrank into the quilt, it was so cold, her hands and feet were numb, "When I became a human, there was a time limit, only 90 days... Now the 90 days are coming, I know ...I know..."

What does she know?

Knowing that the two have different identities, they couldn't be together despite all the hardships.

Miaomiao's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and she is in his arms, but he can't do anything, he can only listen to her incoherent words: "Even if it's less than ninety days, I'm very happy... How long can I be by the prince's side?" I am very happy all day..."

She murmured endlessly, obviously shivering from the cold, and she was still babbling: "If this body fails, when Wei Ling comes over, she will take me back... Don't wait for me, my lord. It will take a long time, and by then you will be old...maybe you will be buried in the ground..."

She grunted and rubbed against his neck, absorbing the warmth from his body.

"My lord, I like you..."

At the end, she didn't even know what she said, but felt that the arms around her were getting tighter and tighter, and she was trembling violently.

Miaomiao couldn't care less about crying out for pain, because she had lost consciousness.

I fell asleep and never woke up again. Yang Fu has been guarding her bedside, and he is exactly the same as it was more than a month ago, with dead silence in his eyes, without wave or embarrassment.

During the period, Empress Wei came to visit a few times and said something, but he never listened to it, and just hugged Miaomiao's body in a daze.

Empress Wei panicked, no matter how you look at it, she looks like a dying person. The imperial doctor wanted to feel the maid's pulse, but he was indifferent, and said indifferently: "Get lost."

The voice is calm, but it makes people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Yang Fu was guarding her all the time, Empress Wei was preparing someone to invite the saint, at this moment, news came from Leshan Leshui.