90 Days of Spring

The kitten named Xueou was a cub sent by the prince at the beginning of the year. Yang Zhenfu didn't intend to adopt it. However, this cat is really spiritual and knows how to please people. This time I came to the other hospital to look for Yang Fu too. I didn't hesitate to make myself feel embarrassed, but I also came to him, showing that I have a deep feeling for Yang Fu.

But, however...

Miao Miao wants to cry without tears, why is this cat here? Although she is a human body, she is still afraid of the cat subconsciously, as if it will pounce on herself in the next instant.

Xueou looked at her for a while, snuggled against Yang Fu's feet and rubbed comfortably, with a soft voice meowing. It probably slept comfortably last night. It got up in a good mood this morning, without the gloomy appearance of yesterday, so it didn't care about Miaomiao's abnormality.

Poor Miaomiao bit her lower lip tightly, a horrified cry overflowed from the depths of her throat, watching Yang Fu leaning over and holding it in her arms. She stared her eyes in amazement and asked in disbelief, "This, is this the lord's cat?"

Yang Fu nodded, "It's called Xueou."

The nightmare came true, Miaomiao felt only five thunders, and never dared to approach Yang Fu again. She got up from the ground in a panic, raised the embroidered pier silently, and quickly stepped back a few steps away, her hands and feet stiff and slurred, "Since it's all right, the maidservant will step back..."

After saying this, he walked away, Yang Fu's eyes fell on her tightly clasped scarf, and only half of her face was washed. Where is she going?

Miaomiao seemed to be aware of this, and suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at him pitifully, "Lord, I..."

Yang Fu looked down at Xue'ou, then looked back at the trembling little maid, "Are you afraid of cats?"

Miaomiao nodded repeatedly, she was scared, she was scared to death. Watching their companions fall into their mouths, cats have always been the biggest natural enemies of fishes. Before they became sharks, Miaomiao almost fell into the cat’s mouth once, and was rescued by Wei Ling at a critical moment. More fear, fear into the bones.

The little maid nodded her head like a pounding rice, her lower lip was bitten so white, her delicate eyes flooded with dim light, and Liushen had no master. Judging from the appearance, it was indeed a bit more pitiful than Xueou in his arms. Yang Fu smiled lightly and handed Xueou to the maid on the side to take care of him, "It has a very good personality and will not hurt people at will, so don't worry. ."

Miaomiao stared at Xue'ou being carried away, finally letting go of her holding heart. When she met Yang Fu with a smile, she suddenly realized that she was rude, her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head and whispered: "The maidservant was not intentional. If the prince was shocked, the maid..."

Yang Fu interrupted her, "No problem, this king will not punish you for this little thing."

Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, wringing out his handkerchief again, and waiting for Yang Fu to wash. What Wei Ling said was really good. There were no more scales on her hands. Miaomiao could touch the water without worrying about frightening.

She curled her lips, looked at Yang Fu Junrong without blinking in her eyes, acting seriously and carefully. Through the towel, he could feel the warm breath of his skin. Miaomiao had never been so close before, and Miaomiao suddenly forgot the fright that Xueou had given her. He was full of satisfaction.

Miaomiao stood on tiptoe, put her finger boldly between his eyebrows, Wu Tong stared at him closely, "Master, don't move."

Yang Fu paused, with a soft touch between her eyebrows, her delicate cheeks were close at hand, and her concentrated look suddenly slammed into her eyes, and she couldn't move for a while.

Miaomiao looked at it intently for a moment, then retreated and laughed after a while: "The prince's eyelashes are so long and thick."

The small slap face was full of smiles, and the sunlight fell into her eyes through the veil, which seemed to condense tens of thousands of brilliance and brilliance.

Yang Fu whispered: "Are you counting Ben Wang's eyelashes?"

Miao Miao admitted with a smile: "Unfortunately there are too many to count."

Yan Yu put the towel stalk back into the copper bowl without incident, and walked out of the inner room with a lift, and the atmosphere of the room was infected with joy.

This is what Wei Ling taught her, if you want to get close to Yang Fu, don't shrink from being timid. Miaomiao felt it right, and her mind became more active at once, and she couldn't happily twitch his heartstrings from time to time. She is not at all afraid of Yang Fu's punishment, because he personally said that if someone bullies her in the future, he will call the shots for her.

As the sun rose in the courtyard, Cen Yun took Xue'ou aside to bask in the sun. The warm sunshine hit her body, and her bones were too lazy. Miaomiao didn't dare to step forward, so she hid in the corridor and wondered how to attack Yang Fu next.

Not long after Yang re-uses breakfast, he goes to Yunjinzhai to read as usual. He walked out of the main room, adorned with purple, graceful posture, and walked in front of him like a glimpse of surprise, bringing her full attention. Miaomiao kept up with her step by step. She didn't go to Shuge for many days. She is now taking care of it there. It is normal to go there occasionally.

Except for her, Xueou raised her front paws lazily when she heard the movement, making a few graceful and noble jumps, and blinked behind Miaomiao. When I turned around, I saw a gray and white object. When I saw it clearly, Miaomiao's face was pale with fright, and she clung to Leshan's clothes tightly in front of her, "Help..."

The exclamation disturbed the person in front of him, and Yang Fu looked back, as if Miaomiao was half-lengthed in Leshan's arms, whimpering softly.

Leshan froze, and the little girl was so scared that her whole body was trembling. At this time, if he pulled his sleeves back, wouldn't it be too cruel?

Xueou seemed to have something new, and the more scared Miaomiao was, the more interesting it became. Slowly turning around the two of them, the faint green pupils shimmering, fixed on Miaomiao motionlessly. It raised the meat ball and scratched its ears, came to Miao Miao's feet with a meow, and lay down on her wat shoes.

Miaomiao felt all her hairs stand up, and she didn't dare to move. He cried out in surprise: "Go, go away, oh..."

Her heart beat to her throat, and even more, she clutched Leshan's sleeve and refused to let go. At this time, no matter who it is, as long as she can drive Xueou away for her, she will be her savior.

But when Yang Fu called out his name, Le Shui hugged Xue'ou in front of him, and successfully rescued Miaomiao from danger.

Miaomiao opened her eyes with watery tears, resisting the fall, "Thank you, Brother Le Shui, thank you..."

Le Shui waved her hand kindly and comforted her: "This cat is always proud, but it will pester you today. It seems to like you quite a bit."

As if responding to Le Shui's words, Xue Ou meowed happily, poking out half of his body from his arms, and reaching for Miaomiao's paw.

Miaomiao opened her eyes wide in surprise, and backed away, "I don't want to be liked by it..."

She didn't dare to look at Xue'ou, her eyes were panicked, her palms squeezed out a layer of fine sweat, and her words were trembling, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for her helpless appearance.

Yang Fu looked away and said softly, "It's time to go."

Leshan and Leshui returned to his senses one after another, recognized the mistake, followed behind him, and went to Yunjinzhai.

Why does this cat like her? It's obviously to intimidate her deliberately!

Miaomiao stood ten steps away from the threshold of the main pavilion. One person and one cat had already looked at each other for a quarter of an hour, and no one moved. Xueou lay down at the door, idly glancing at Miaomiao, and when she met his gaze, Miaomiao suddenly became vigilant and concentrated.

Unexpectedly, it only looked at it, then lowered its head again, and continued to sleep.

Miaomiao had to go to the attic to sort out the books. Since Yang Fu entered, the cat has been blocking the door. She didn't dare to approach it, so it caused the current deadlock. Leshan and Leshui looked helpless at the door. They had seen someone who was afraid of cats, and had never seen someone so afraid. They tried to comfort him many times, but to no avail.

Leshan explained: "It's just teasing you."

Miaomiao shook his head, feeling very resentful: "Why can't it sleep elsewhere..."

Leshan thought for a while, "Perhaps because the prince is here?"

That's right, it came to the other courtyard so hard, naturally, to get along with Yang Fu. Miaomiao struggled for two or three times, never daring to approach Xue'ou, begging Le Shui to hold it away for a while, and then send it back when she enters. Le Shui was embarrassed, this is the prince's favorite, they dare not easily provoke.

Miaomiao had nowhere to go, so she had to ask him, "Big Brother Le Shui just helped me, just for a while, okay?"

The soft tone called people's names, and it made people feel softened. After a short while in joy, he finally nodded. Fortunately, Xueou was very well-behaved, motionless in Le Shui's arms, just looking at Miaomiao faintly with a pair of green eyes.

When she finally stepped into the attic, Miaomiao looked back with gratitude, "Brother Le Shui, you are such a good person, thank you so much!"

The little maid’s mind is very simple, whoever helps her is a good person, and she keeps thanking her all day long, but it doesn't make people feel bored. Le Shui smiled slightly and bent down to put down Xue Ou, "Okay, go in."

She hummed crisply and stepped into the pavilion quickly.

Turning a screen with embossed pine, bamboo and plum, Yang Fu sits beside the window with his head tilted. He holds the scroll with one hand and his eyes fall on the pages of the book, but he seems to be far away from thinking. Detecting people coming, he raised his eyes and said in a calm tone: "What did Xueou do at the door?"

When he heard the response, Miaomiao pursed her lips in shame, as thin as a mosquito: "It didn't do anything because I was afraid."

Yang Fu raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, "Why are you so afraid of cats?"

Could it be that I was almost eaten by a cat when I was a child... No matter how stupid Miaomiao knew, she couldn't say that. She scratched her index finger with her thumb. This was a subconscious action when she was nervous. Spinning in my head, I want to speak for myself. In the past, Yang Fu would not embarrass her, but today I don't know why, she has to give a general explanation and wait for an explanation.

She staggered to compose a lie: "Because... I was scratched by a cat before, and I was hurt very badly, so..."

Yang Fu said intriguingly, and continued to ask: "Where is the injury?"

Miao Miaohuo raised his head. He is so strange today. He has never been so aggressive before. Is it because she hates Xueou that he is angry?

Just as she was thinking about it, Leshan's voice came from outside: "Lord."

Yang Fu raised his eyebrows unchecked, retracted his mind, and leaned on the top of the rosewood, "What's the matter?"

Leshan stood behind the screen, and respectfully said: "The prince ordered someone to send a message and invite you to go hunting in Huayu Mountain in the future. The saint seems to be there too."

As winter goes and spring comes, the ice and snow melt, and the hibernating animals in the mountains come out to look for food. It is a good time to hunt. Huayu Mountain is a royal hunting ground. Every spring and autumn there is a large-scale hunting, and the top three are selected by the saint himself. This time it was organized spontaneously by the prince, and only invited the children of the nobles in the capital to spend time to cultivate their sentiments and relax.

Yang Fu pondered for a moment, "If you go back and say I will go."

Leshan should go down and exit the house.

Turning his attention back to the scroll, Yang Fu squeezed his eyebrows twice, and there was a line of sight beside him that was too dazzling for him to ignore.

He raised his head and met Miao Miao eagerly, "You want to go too?"

Miaomiao repeatedly said: "Yes!"

Yang Fu smiled, "Why is this king taking you?"

I stayed in the other courtyard for more than ten years and never saw the outside scene. For Miaomiao, this was a temptation that couldn't be more profound. As early as in Leshan, when she said about hunting in Huayu Mountain, her eyes lit up, and four words were written on her face-I also wanted to go.

Miaomiao tilted her head to think for a moment, "Does the prince like cats?"

Yang Fuqing, "I like it."

Then it would be easy, Miaomiao stepped forward two steps, put her small hand on the table, and leaned forward. She met Yang Fu's eyes undaunted and fearlessly, bending her eyes softly to learn: "Meow..."