90 Days of Spring: Thirty-fifth day

"Show it to me."

Yang Chen stood in front of her, stretching out his hand to her, not to be beaked.

Miaomiao doesn't know how precious this thing is, let alone that with her status as a little maid, it is impossible to have this thing. The only thing she knows is that this is the only thing that connects her and Wei Ling. Without it, she might never know where Wei Ling is again.

Yi Miaomiao subconsciously hid it behind her back, shook her head firmly, "This is mine, I can't show it to you, the prince."

"Your?" The prince smiled with great interest, and changed his angry expression just now, "This piece of jade is moist, delicate and smooth, and it is not extraordinary. How can you, a maid, afford it?"

While talking, he walked up to Miaomiao and pressed him step by step.

Miaomiao panicked, not knowing that there was another saying: "Someone gave me this."

Yang Chen raised his eyebrows, "Who is it?"

Miaomiao remained silent. According to the prince's posture, she might not let it go. She didn't want to involve Wei Ling. Who knows what kind of moth he will make.

She didn't speak, Yang Chen made a gesture to **** the jade from her hand, but she avoided it swiftly. Just as he was about to speak, a figure stood in front of him. With his shoulders straight and straight, standing like a pine, his cold and calm voice sounded: "I gave it to you, second brother, don't have to pursue it."

Yang Chen was obviously surprised: "You gave it?"

His eyes lingered on the two of them, and the little maid looked up guiltily, the unreserved dependence in her eyes made it difficult not to think about it. He suddenly realized, and it was meaningful: "Unexpected...unexpected."

Yang Fu didn't express his opinion much, "Exactly, she saved my life in the snow mountain, and I gave this thing as a thank you afterwards." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, "Since I have admitted the wrong person, let her go back. , Qi Han still has a few words to say to the second brother."

Clinker Yang Chen said: "No hurry, no hurry."

His eyes fell on Miaomiao again, his eyes were treacherous and cunning, like a snake spitting out a letter, making people feel uncomfortable. It wasn't until Miaomiao got goosebumps from him that he slowly said, "I still can't rest assured that the maid who offended me that night seems to have something to do with her."

Miaomiao shrank, only to feel that she had fallen into the ice cellar, shivering from the cold all over her body.

The next moment, Yang Chen smiled slightly, and said to Yang Fu: "Why don't you lend this maid to the king for a few days? After the investigation is clear, the second brother will give you an explanation."

Yang Fu's eyes turned cold, and he declined politely: "She usually keeps her own place, is obedient and sensible, so she shouldn't be someone who offends the second brother. Besides, it's not true, she handles all the serving matters these days, Qi Han is no longer used to others."

Yang Chen avoids the serious and ignores the trivial, "What's so difficult about this? There are many ingenious maidservants in the palace. I will pick a dozen or so and send them to you tomorrow. I'm sure you will be satisfied."

Yang Fu hesitated: "Qi Han dared to know what happened that night, so that the second brother couldn't let it go."

Just now when he asked, Yang Chen dismissed him with a "do not say". Now that he wanted to leave his little maid, he naturally had to show sincerity, Yang Chen pointed to his heart: "That maid was scratched by this king, and she hasn't recovered yet."

Miaomiao was blocked by Yang Fu, she curled her lips in disdain, she was talking nonsense, she never did this at all.

How bad can that be? Twenty days have passed, if it is not good, isn't it festering inflammation?

Yang Fu said calmly, "I have the medicine to heal the wound here, and I will order someone to bring it later. After the second brother uses it, he will be cured within three days."

Yang Chen waved his hand, and there was something in his words: "No, as long as I see her, this king's injury will be healed."

After speaking, he summoned his subordinates, and said without hesitation: "Bring this maid named Miaomiao back to the mansion, and wait for my king to deal with it!"

Two attendants came in from the door, obediently supported Miaomiao, one on the left and one on the right, and led them outside the door involuntarily.

Caught off guard, Miaomiao didn't even bother to struggle, and was dragged outside. She raised her head in a panic, and met Yang Fu's cold gaze, he said expressionlessly: "Presumptuous! Everyone back down."

These words really worked, the two of them stopped immediately and looked at the prince in embarrassment.

They were not serious or serious, Miaomiao's arm was so painful that she escaped as soon as she had the chance. She wanted to go back to Yang Fu to seek shelter, but Yang Chen was also there, she hesitated for a while, and was arrested by the two of them.

Yang Chen said with a smile: "What is the fourth brother doing? This king just wants you to be a maid, why are you so stingy?"

Yang Fu looked back indifferently, and his words were mixed with truth and falsehood: "In such a huge palace, I only like her, why should the second brother take advantage of others?"

The prince really didn't take it seriously, he smiled loudly: "If I really want her, what can you do?"

He leaned close to Yang Fu and whispered: "Fourth brother, don't forget, my mother has been worrying about your marriage recently, and the Jiang family girl, I think everything is fine."

He ordered his attendants to take Miaomiao down, and patted Yang Fu on the shoulder, intending to threaten: "Don't worry, I'll send you back in a few days."

Yang Fu didn't move, watching Miaomiao being taken away, his eyes froze, his jaw tightened, and a sudden vein appeared on the back of his hand.

After a long time, he took Yang Chen's palm slowly: "Three days. If she makes any mistakes, my second brother and I... will not end well."

For many years in front of outsiders, he has been pretending to be ascetic and mediocre, this is the first time he has torn that layer, please warn clearly. Yang Chen was slightly surprised, but it was precisely because of this that he confirmed his identity as the maid. He pursed his lips and said softly: "It seems that she is very unusual in the heart of the fourth brother."

Yang Fu walked out of the hall, noncommittal.

*

Miaomiao was forcibly taken out of the mansion, and when she learned that she was going to the prince's mansion, she struggled desperately, "I won't go...I want to see the prince..."

There is a luxurious chariot parked outside the mansion, which is ostentatiously decorated, and it looks like the prince's car. She was even more repulsive in her heart, and when she thought of Yang Chen's malicious eyes, she hated him from the bottom of her heart. However, what restrained her was that the attendant was too strong, holding her shoulders so that she could not move, "Be honest!"

Miaomiao is in a hurry: "Don't touch me, I won't let the prince bypass you!"

But after hearing a loud laugh, a person came out of the mansion, "You are not timid, which prince do you dare to order?"

Yang Chen came to her, raised her pointed chin, and teased with a smile, "If it's the fourth king, it's fine, he has already handed you over to this king. You have to stay here for the next few days." By my king's side."

Miaomiao clenched her teeth: "You, you are talking nonsense..."

She retorted subconsciously, but looking at Yang Chen's calm look, it seemed that she was laughing at her innocence. She looked behind him dubiously, but there was no sign of Yang Fu, only then did she realize that he was not joking, and she panicked.

Yang Fu really handed her over to the prince...does he care about her life?

The brilliance in Miaomiao's eyes gradually dimmed, she pursed her lower lip, as if her strength had been drained all of a sudden, her head drooped, like a cat or dog abandoned by its owner.

Yang Chen stepped on the footstool to get into the car, and then she was pushed to the front by the attendants, Miaomiao staggered, and finally looked at the door unwillingly, but still did not see Yang Fu appearing. Feeling empty in her heart, she gave up struggling and entered the carriage listlessly.

Yang Chen had already sat down in the car. Seeing her come in, he patted the seat beside him: "Sit here."

Miaomiao pretended not to hear, and picked a place farthest away from him, and said, "I don't dare."

Yang Chen smiled: "This king ordered you, why not dare?"

She does not speak.

Usually Yang Chen would have been angry, but now he is in a good mood. He doesn't have the same knowledge as her: "Where's the jade you just had? Show it to me."

Miaomiao froze: "No."

Yang Chen lowered his eyebrows: "Bring it."

Miaomiao shook her head vigorously, clutching her sleeve tightly: "No, it's mine. Even if the crown prince wants to punish the servant girl, he can't give it to you."

She's having a crush on him, and that's right, he's not Yang Fu, so she doesn't have to obey him and obey everything. What's more, she is currently depressed and naturally stubborn.

Yang Chen's expression was gloomy, and he gradually lost his patience. He simply stepped forward to break her hands away, and took the blood stone forcefully.

There is a difference in strength between men and women, how could Miaomiao be his opponent, his wrist was caught by him, and he couldn't move, and he succeeded in a few strokes. The blood stone fell into her hands, and Miaomiao rushed to **** it anxiously: "Give it back to me!"

Yang Chen covered her head with one hand, and looked at the blood stone over and over with the other: "Is this the thing?"

Miaomiao was so annoyed that she immediately forgot the disparity in her status, and punched and kicked him wantonly: "What... have you got to do with you?"

Yang Chen is the crown prince after all, and no one dared to treat her like this before. He immediately pinched her chin, and secretly said a little bit: "Be honest, don't make me angry."

The lower jaw seemed to be broken, Miaomiao clenched her teeth in pain, and tears quickly filled her eyes, full of tears, very pitiful. This bewildered look, those twinkling eyes are very much like the beauty he saw that night. Yang Chen's heart softened immediately, he let go of her and coaxed softly: "Be good, I won't make it difficult for you."

Although the appearances of the two are very different, for some reason, they can always see the figure of the wonderful person that night from her.

I don't know if it's the jade relationship... Or, they are the same person? Thinking of this possibility, Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, and looked at this pretty little maid again.

Because he has inquired many times these days, he got the news from Tongzhou. Some people said that one night, they saw a girl in the river with her lower body immersed in the water. She was astonishingly beautiful, as if she had descended from heaven. Not only that, but her singing voice is wonderful, so beautiful that even the swimming fish are attracted, jumping and dancing around her, very weird.

When the person described her appearance, he once said that she wore a piece of crystal clear jade around her neck, with dark red blood dripping from it.

Exactly as described in his hand.

Yang Chen raised his eyes and looked opposite, the little girl puffed up her cheeks in annoyance, she was clearly just a delicate figure, but for some reason it was extraordinarily vivid. Those nimble and dark eyes looked forward to shine, bright and dazzling.

Is it her?

Yang Chen restrained his eyes, leaned over and stroked her cheek, trying to tear off the human skin mask on her face.