90 Days of Spring

Beneath the Silent Corridor, the breeze rolled up the radish vines, and the Yinyin plant separated the two into two ends, silent for a while.

When Miaomiao thought of Wei Ling being stewed into fish soup, she couldn't help feeling sad, tears overflowing, and tears streaming down her cheeks. She never thought that Yang Fuhui would suddenly appear. She was flustered and wanted to raise her hand to cover her eyes. However, she was holding the porcelain basin in her hand and was reluctant to put it down. Only one wall cried and looked at him.

She couldn't see Yang Fu's expression clearly, she could only see him standing there, motionless.

Yesterday Yang Ting stayed in the palace, Yang Fu came to visit him, unexpectedly seeing such a scene. Before he approached, he saw Miaomiao rushing out. At that moment, she seemed extremely helpless. She slammed into his vision blankly, allowing him to see the strangest scene in the world.

Yang Ting's eyes were as deep as the sea, and the beads dazzled his eyes. He looked at Miaomiao and saw her every move.

One person walked out of the hall, Yang Ting stopped a few steps away, "Why take my soup?" Looking ahead, he smiled and said hello, "Four brothers are also here."

Yinluo, the surroundings were so quiet that he was so quiet that he realized that there was something wrong, and patrolled the two back and forth, "You..."

Could it be that there was a quarrel, why did the four brothers look so ugly?

He just wanted to ask, he was grabbed by the white beads, and asked in surprise: "Where did these pearls come from? How can they be thrown on the ground at will."

Rao is the Seven Kings who cherish antiques when they see too much, and have never seen Yun Duo pearl roll down. At a glance, he found that the color and shape belonged to the upper layer, and one was precious.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Miaomiao suddenly returned to his senses, turning around and ran to the other side like a rabbit alarmed by a hunter.

In front is the gate of the palace, guarded by servants at the gate, you need the prince's order to get out.

"Miaomiao!" A voice that implied anger stopped her.

She shivered and turned abruptly. Wutong Pavilion couldn't go back, she simply sullen her head and ran forward, regardless of the direction, until she stopped outside a Haitang Garden.

Looking at the Begonia flowers in full bloom, she rushed in without thinking. The courtyard was left unattended for a long time, and a lot of weeds grew on the ground. There was a small house in the southwest corner of the yard for people to rest. She opened the door panting, and slammed it shut.

The fish soup in the bowl was sprinkled a lot while she was running, and her clothes were covered with greasy soup, but she didn't realize it, and placed it on the small table carefully.

Her eyes were already dry by the wind, and her voice was hoarse with crying, "Wei Ling, how could you..."

Wei Ling naturally did not respond. She became more sad, and she sat blankly on a stool, feeling extremely lonely for a moment. The heart was split into two abruptly, and her eyes were blurred by tears again. It was her fault. Wei Ling was not optimistic about her, and he was even thought of.

Thinking of him almost being drunk by Yang Ting, Miao Miao was shocked, and even became angry with the Seven Kings. She must find out who killed Wei Ling and avenge him.

"I'm sorry..." Miaomiao choked, sorrowing uncontrollably, holding the celadon porcelain bowl.

Thinking about what Yang Fu saw just now, she was even more at a loss. He must treat her as a monster, otherwise his tone would not be so harsh.

Thinking of this, she shrank and dared not go out at all. She only prayed that people outside would never find here and let her hide quietly.

When she was crying enough, she sucked her nose and wiped away the tears from her eyes with her sleeves, and her eyes became red and swollen like two walnuts. No sound was heard outside, so there should be no one. She wanted to take Wei Ling to the courtyard and bury her, so she sneaked outside the door with a porcelain bowl. After she was sure there was no one, she quickly came under a crabapple tree and dug with her bare hands. A small pit buried Wei Ling's fish body in it.

Covering the soil, Miao Miao took a few more shots, but his movements became slower and slower, and finally stared at his hands blankly.

Wei Ling, who has taken care of her since childhood, and Wei Ling, who has depended on her for life, has a bad mouth but kind-hearted Wei Ling...her closest friend Wei Ling. I never heard him call herself "Liu Shui" again. Miao Miao almost cried again, but there were voices in the distance, and she was gradually approaching here. She quickly retracted her thoughts and hid in the small house again. .

The house was simple and barren, in disrepair for a long time, with layers of cobwebs in it, and no one would have thought that she was here.

Miaomiao shrank behind the table, afraid to make any movement. Who are those people, are they appointed by the four kings? What will they do if they catch her?

After a long time, the human voice gradually faded away, and there was no movement in the courtyard. Miaomiao was deeply buried in her knees, her small body trembling in the shadow.

Now that Wei Ling is gone, who else will protect her and give her advice? Where should she go?

Miao Miao's grief came from it, and a faint whimper like a small animal overflowed, and he blamed himself more and more. From the beginning to the end, it was her fault. If it hadn't been for her insistence on going ashore, she wouldn't have caused one after another, and Wei Ling would never die. She killed Wei Ling.

Miaomiao hammered his head hatefully, "I blame you!"

It's all because she likes Yang Fu. She didn't belong to her in the first place, she rebelled against the laws of nature, just to fulfill her extravagant hopes, but in the end it harmed the closest people.

For the first time, Miaomiao had doubts about this feeling, and she was retreating.

In the west of the setting sun, the indoor light became more and more dimmer, and the little afterglow that remained through the gossip window was cast on the girl in the corner.

Miaomiao hadn't eaten for a day, and was so hungry that he couldn't hold it anymore. Staying here is no way, she has to think of a way to get out, avoid the sight of everyone and leave the palace.

After waiting for a while, the sun completely set. Miaomiao stood up on the wooden table and squatted on the ground for a long time. Her legs were already numb. She staggered severely, and her head hit the wall with a thud. She clasped her forehead with pain, "Woo..."

It hurts.

After a long delay, after her legs could move, she slowly moved to the door. Put it on the door panel and listen to the movement outside, and after being sure that there is no sound, slowly open the closed mullion door. An octagonal lantern was lit in the house, and a faint light was projected on the door. She could see the people in front of her clearly.

Yang Fu was at the door, looking at her with deep eyes, not knowing how long he had been standing here.

Miaomiao was stunned. The first reaction was to step back and close the door. However, Yang Fu moved faster than her, raising his hand to block the mullion door and approaching her step by step.

Miaomiao was flustered until her back was on the wooden table, and could no longer take a step back, "Wang, Lord..."

Yang Fu stayed silent, looking down at the teardrops on the floor, shining glimmers in the dim room.

He was expressionless, Miaomiao couldn't see his thoughts at all, and tried to escape from the other side, but he was more firmly locked in. Yang Fu supported the edge of the table with his arms, shackled her in a world, bowed his head and stared at her, "Miaomiao, do you think this king is a fool?"

Miaomiao's heart beat suddenly, lowered her head and shook silently, "No."

Yang Fu lifted her jaw, "Then how do you explain all this?"

She was forced to meet his eyes and slammed into his black pupil unexpectedly, as if to be swept by the depth of his eyes, and could not speak.

After a long time, he said: "I am not a human..."

Yang Fu's pupil tightened.

She bowed her head and stood in front of her, like a kid who did wrong, confessing to him obediently. "Sorry, I... lied to you."

At that time, Yang Fu asked her gently: "Miaomiao, are you human?"

Although she struggled, she still lied to him, she said I was.

Yang Fu's eyebrows were low in pressure and his aura was shocking, staring at her incredulously, as if he wanted to see her through. He opened his lips and asked in a low voice: "Then what are you?"

Miao Miao closed her lips tightly and refused to say anything.

They are rare in nature, and it is difficult to find one in a sea area. If humans are allowed to know their existence, one can imagine the disaster in the future. Miaomiao pushed him, as if telling him, but also admonishing himself, "Please let me go...I will leave today and never show up again. Please, don't tell anyone..."

Yang Fu's face suddenly sank and grabbed her wrist, "What did you say?"

Miaomiao puzzled, "Please..."

It's not that, Yang Fu pulled her out without saying a word, with unprecedented anger. He has too many steps for Miaomiao to keep up, but he dare not ask him to slow down. He only trots behind him, his wrist hurts, "Master, you let me go..."

From her point of view, only Yang Fu's profile could be seen, cold and solemn, she was so afraid that Yang Fu was like this, and did not dare to speak.

Yang Fu did not say a word along the way, leading her back to Wutong Pavilion. Su Yue Haoyue had been looking for her for a day, and she was watching with trepidation. Seeing her come back with the four kings, she breathed a sigh of relief and greeted her with a smile.

"Master, girl..."

But seeing Yang Fu's expressionless face, the atmosphere between the two of them was weird, they were silent, and retreated to the side with insight.

Yang Fu took her back to the room, released her wrist, and saw a circle of red marks on it, showing how strong he was. He silently looked at her for a moment, leaning forward, and then suddenly stopped, "This king remembers that you kept the jade and pearls in the purse?"

Miaomiao was startled, speechless.

After a while, he curled his lips and smiled: "It seems that you have been cheating on this king since then. Miaomiao, you are so capable."

Miaomiao stood in place, looking at his straight back, and immediately tightened his eyes and pursed his lips.

Before leaving, Yang Fu instructed the maid waiting outside: "Take good care of her these few days, and you must not let her take a step out of the hospital. If there is any difference, you are the only one to ask.

The two maids nodded vigilantly, "I must follow the instructions of the prince."

Miaomiao heard it too, she walked out in a panic, "No!"

He imprisoned her here, making her uneasy for no reason. Miaomiao tried to catch up with him, but was stopped by two people at the door, "Girl, the prince said just now..."

Miaomiao resisted two or three times, but was eventually stopped back. She gritted her teeth frustratedly, angry and annoyed.

Not long after, a few guards were sent outside Wutong Pavilion, and they stayed at the front and back doors. Miaomiao didn't know about this. If she knew, she would be even more panicked.

She didn't know Yang Fu's plan, so she was even more disturbed.

He was really angry just now, otherwise he would not treat her like that. But he knew he was not a human, so why did he keep her?

Miaomiao thought for a long time to no avail. Suyue brought her meal at night. She was already hungry and did not resist. She obediently filled her belly.

After eating and drinking, she was in fear for a whole day. After washing, she changed into clean clothes and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

There was no dream all night, and the morning light outside the window pierced his eyes. Miaomiao opened his eyes sleepily, and his mind was empty for a moment. She sat up and was about to get out of bed to pour water. She raised her eyes and froze.

I saw a person sitting behind the round table, black robes, clear eyes, and arrogant expression. Who else but Wei Ling?