90 Days of Spring: The thirteenth day

Chang Garden is built by mountains and rivers. There is a clear stream behind the courtyard. Miaomiao walked forward along the waterway, under her feet was the unmelted white snow, on which small footprints were printed. She was very rare, and ran quickly from one tree to another, looking back at a series of footprints of different shades on the ground, leaving behind a laugh that was as crisp as a silver bell.

Having a lot of fun alone, Miaomiao squatted by the stream, staring at the figure reflected in the water. Although she had been looking at this face for many days, she was still not familiar with this face. She took a splash of water and patted it on her cheek. The icy cold water made her tremble, and at the same time, it aroused her desire to swim in the water.

I think back then she was soaking in the water all the time, but now even touching the water has become a luxury... She sighed deeply and looked around. If she takes a bath here with her naked body, it will definitely scare people...

After hesitating for a long time, she could only give up. Miaomiao wrung a wet silk handkerchief, washed her face, wiped her arms and neck, and continued walking unwillingly. The depths of the forest became more and more silent. Occasionally, one or two hares would jump over and look at her curiously, before disappearing in the blink of an eye. After all, they were all animals. Miaomiao tried to talk to them, but the other party ignored her at all, and turned around and ran away as soon as she approached.

Suddenly she had a mischievous mentality and intentionally frightened the little animals. In the past, she was scared to flee in the water, but now her position was reversed, and she felt extremely superior. Before she knew it, she walked far away, she could no longer see the scenery of Changyuan, it was still early, she hadn't had enough fun, and she didn't want to go back at all.

Unbeknownst to her, when she crossed a meandering stream, she had already reached the depths of the mountain forest. Cen Yun told her that the hillside here is steep and there are often ferocious beasts infesting it. It's a pity that Miaomiao had already forgotten about it, and she didn't take it to heart at all. The more you walk forward, the more gloomy it becomes, the trees are towering, and the sun is covered by dense green, and there seems to be the sound of horseshoes stepping on the ground in the distance.

She stopped, and the sound of hoofbeats was getting closer and closer, and there were more than one horse.

Don't let Si Wang know that she sneaked out!

This was the only thought in Miaomiao's mind. She looked around and saw a small hill in the distance, surrounded by dense forests, which could hide a person. She took her skirt and ran up, trying not to be noticed by the people behind, but in a panic, she tripped over a rock, staggered two steps and fell heavily to the ground.

Wiping the blood on the ground with her palm, she gasped in pain, and without caring about anything else, she got up and continued to run forward. When she was about to stand still, she caught a glimpse of a beast in the rear right from the corner of her eye, and she stared at it—it was a strong gray wolf, probably driven to a corner, looking at her with a fierce look in her eyes, full of jealousy. It stared at the small figure in front of it closely, and the sound of horseshoes approaching from behind, it raised its head to the sky and howled wildly, ready to move.

Miaomiao didn't dare to move, trying to discuss with it: "Can you understand me... I'm just passing by here, I don't mean any harm to you..."

The gray wolf was indifferent, even more sensitive when she spoke, and approached two steps forward, with the tendency to step forward and bite her at any time.

Miaomiao stepped back, blood dripped from the scratched palm just now, and dripped into the snow, leaving a dark red mark. Wolves are always sensitive to breath, this is great, without her needing any action, the gray wolf has already roared and rushed forward. Miaomiao couldn't retreat, she was thrown to the ground by it!

The smelly saliva dripped on her cheeks, Miaomiao's face was ashen ashes, her hands and feet were stiff as she looked at the hideous animal face above, "Don't eat me..."

The gray wolf couldn't understand what she said, so he opened his mouth and was about to bite down. Miaomiao closed her eyes tightly, and she had already looked back at her life... If she hadn't insisted on becoming a human, there would have been no tragedy. Today's situation, but this way she can't see Yang Fu, can't talk to him... Although she is about to die, Miaomiao has never regretted it, the only regret is that Yang Fu hasn't liked her yet...

Thinking about it a lot, the gray wolf above her head was motionless, and there was a strong smell of blood, but it wasn't hers—the gray wolf lay straight on the side, with a bamboo arrow piercing through the back of its neck. Still in shock, Miaomiao stood up and stared blankly at the person who came. Several horses came parallel in the distance, the four kings and seven kings were in front, and several attendants behind them. Yang Fu retracted his long bow, and when he rode up to her, he leaned over and held her arm, lifted the horse easily, and continued walking without saying a word.

*

They walked farther and farther, without knowing where they were. Miaomiao knew that she had caused a catastrophe, so she silently buried her head and did not dare to make a sound, only waiting for Yang Fu to punish her. However, Yang Fu never opened his mouth. She looked back at his expression anxiously, only to see that his jaw was tensed, and he was unusually serious.

Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat, he must be very angry.

She ran out from Changyuan without authorization, and even broke into the hunting ground, disturbing his prey... She has done a lot of wrong things, he must hate her very much. What can I do, she didn't mean that, she just wanted to come out and have a look...

Little hands tightened his gold-woven sleeves, and Miaomiao said anxiously: "My lord, I..."

Yang Fu couldn't hear the emotion: "Don't make any noise."

Miaomiao was suddenly thrown into the bottom of the valley, her eyelashes trembled, and she bowed her head in silence.

The speed of riding the horse was getting faster and faster, and the wind whistled past in my ears, and the cold wind on the top of the mountain made my cheeks hurt. Only then did Miaomiao realize something was wrong, and listened carefully to the howling of wolves behind her, and there were more than one wolf, one after another.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, Miaomiao couldn't help looking back, and saw a pack of wolves approaching in the distance, there were about a dozen of them, all of them were vigorous. There are only five or six of them here, and they are not opponents at all in a direct confrontation. Miaomiao finally knows why Yang Fu is so serious, because they are in danger now, and if they relax a little, they will die in hell!

She only knew that the deep mountain was dangerous, but she never expected it to be so dangerous. Miaomiao's heart beat into her throat, and she could only speak after stuttering: "My lord, what should we do..."

Yang Fu's voice did not fluctuate: "Find a safe place first, and wait for the prince to bring someone to rescue."

The voices of the Seven Kings beside him were drowned in the wind, and they came intermittently: "I shot the leader of the wolf pack first!"

Yang Fu raised his eyebrows, and was about to say something to stop him, but Yang Ting stretched his bow all the way, and the bamboo arrow shot off the string, sweeping the chill in the air, and accurately shot at the leg of the wolf in front. Before it was too late to rejoice, the wolf only paused for a moment, but its movements became more agile and fierce, and it rushed straight towards them.

Miaomiao was so frightened that she shrank into Yang Fu's arms, clutching his skirt tightly, her body trembling. Yang Fu sped up his horse, drove towards the hill ahead, and commanded aloud: "Seventh brother, hurry up and jump over the hill ahead, they won't follow."

Yang Ting was self-defeating, and he was quite discouraged. Hearing this, he was half a horse behind them, "Fourth brother, take a step first, and I will protect you from behind."

Yang Fu paused when he heard the words, "What stupid words are you talking about?"

There is indeed a cliff not far ahead, separated by an abyss several feet wide, bottomless. The other side of the cliff is a world of ice and snow, but that place is peaceful and happy, completely different from the dangerous situation here. There are even two squirrels standing under a tree, watching the situation on the other side in a daze.

Yang Ting insisted on staying behind them, and raised his arrow to kill the approaching wolves. However, the more his companions fell, the more furious they became. Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer, Yang Ting grabbed the horse's belly and dived forward, and the cliff was close in front of him. He witnessed with his own eyes the four brothers leaping across the abyss with one hand holding the rein and the other supporting the little girl in their arms. Two servants were guarding him, and he followed closely behind. He jumped up and landed firmly on the edge of the cliff on the other side.

*

The feeling of soaring into the sky was very ethereal, Miaomiao hugged the horse's neck tightly, her eyes were closed tightly, and her heart was beating violently.

It wasn't until she was lifted off the horse by Yang Fu and stood on the ground that she slowly opened her eyes. In front of him was Yang Fu's handsome and graceful face. He stared at her with dark eyes, calm and calm. He didn't say anything to blame, but it made her feel uneasy.

There was a series of landing sounds behind her, and Miaomiao couldn't help but turn her head to wait and see, it was the Seventh King and the other two servants who also came over safely. Dozens of wolves stood on the cliff opposite, howling upwards, lingering on the top of the hill for a long time, refusing to leave. She was engrossed in watching, but Yang Fu suddenly turned her head back, met his scolding eyes: "Why didn't you stay in Changyuan, why did you come here?"

Miaomiao shrugged her shoulders, and lowered her head guiltily, "I thought the yard was stuffy, so I wanted to come out and have a look... I didn't know that I would cause trouble to the prince, I'm sorry, I... I was wrong."

Yang Fu didn't say a word, and looked at Miaomiao even more uneasy, he frowned deeply, "Do you know how dangerous this place is?"

If they hadn't arrived in time, she might have fallen into the wolf's mouth. Yang Fu stared at the top of her head, he was filled with foul breath, he really didn't know how to punish her. Such a disobedient little maid should have been kicked out of the house a long time ago, but why did he keep her?

Miaomiao stretched out her white and tender hands to grab the edge of his sleeve, raised her head pitifully and pouted, "My lord, I was wrong...don't scold me..."

The tender cheeks were blown pale by the cold wind, the tip of the nose was red from the cold, the white lower lip was biting the teeth, the clear and beautiful eyes were full of tears, and the eyes were full of shame and regret, really wronged to the extreme. The snow squirrel was not afraid of them, and quietly came to Miaomiao's feet, and walked around the two of them to look at Miaomiao and Yang Fu.

No amount of blame could be uttered, Yang Fu raised his hand and kneaded the center of his brows, then Yang Ting sensed the mood between the two of them, came to him and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, what's the matter? Is this a maid from your house?"

Yang Fu put down his hand, and looked helplessly at the little girl, "It's from my house, and I don't usually discipline it well, making Seventh Brother laugh at me."

Wen Shengmiaomiao buried her head even lower, feeling ashamed.

These words aroused Yang Ting's interest, he walked around to him meaningfully, and looked at Miaomiao, "It doesn't look like a big deal, but it's quite courageous to break into that dense forest alone. Why, Didn't you come here specially for the fourth brother?"

Miaomiao really didn't have such intentions. She came out just because she was playful, and she shook her head sincerely: "No...it has nothing to do with the prince, I just wanted to come out and take a look, and I came here unknowingly."

Yang Fu glanced at her, and walked forward, "Let's find a place to stay before it's dark. It's getting late, and we probably won't be able to leave the mountain until tomorrow."

Seeing him go far away, Miaomiao hastened to keep up, keeping a distance of three steps. Maybe she was reprimanded by him just now, her head drooped limply, like an angry little daughter-in-law, she clearly wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare to go forward, hesitating and showing it all.

Yang Ting touched his chin thoughtfully, as if the relationship between these two people...is extraordinary.