90 Days of Spring

Jiang Alan followed his gaze. There was a crowd of people in front of him, dizzying, but she saw the little girl under the crabapple tree at a glance.

She recognized each other as the maid on the shore of Taiqing Lake on the Lantern Festival. At that time, she felt that the relationship between the two was extraordinary. Today, I am afraid it is more complicated than she thought. The little girl was wearing a white silk sihesi Ruyi Tuanyun plum blossom dress, contrasting with the begonia flowers above her head, her face was bright and clear, and she was staring here without blinking.

Jiang Alan narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Is that the girl? Last time we met, it seemed to be a maid from the Prince's Mansion."

Yang Fu tilted his head and looked at her silently, until he saw that her complexion changed slightly, he curled his lips and said, "Exactly. If the girl is fine, Qi Han will take the first step."

As soon as he walked away, Jiang Alan pursed her lower lip, "Master, do you often bring the maid of the palace out?"

Yang Fu stopped, Wu Tong was profound, "Miss Jiang Xu is misunderstood. This king has only taken her."

During the conversation, Miaomiao had already walked here. She was a little far away, and the noise around her made it hard to hear what they were saying. She returned to Yang Fu and looked at Jiang Alan next to the car, "Master."

With a cry, Yang Fun took her hand and walked towards the temple gate. "Isn't going to incense? Let's go."

Miaomiao followed and turned back, just to meet Jiang Alan's gaze, the other side smiled back, with an unclear emotion in his eyes. Miaomiao did not respond, turned her head and walked two steps quickly, following Yang Fu's pace.

She remembered this person, the night when Yang Fu missed his appointment, he was actually with her.

Miaomiao didn't like this person very much. Thinking of the way she looked at her just now, she was inexplicably unhappy. She lost her mind all the way, and unknowingly broke away from Yang Fu's palm, she was already standing outside the temple, and when she looked up, she saw the majestic Buddha statue of Baoxiang. Miaomiao walked into the hall. Two people kneeling on the futon, like a mother and daughter, were bowing their heads and praying for blessings.

Miaomiao saw that others were getting incense from the door, so she ran to ask for three incense sticks, unexpectedly, she had to collect copper plates.

There was still some broken money in her purse, so she found some copper plates and handed them to the other party. Suddenly remembering Yang Fu, she looked around and saw that he was still standing in the same place, looking at herself firmly.

"Master, do you want incense?" Miaomiao asked kindly.

He shook his head, "This king is waiting for you here."

Miaomiao said, holding the incense to the side and waiting. When it was her turn, she kneeled on the futon properly, learning the appearance of a **** the side, folded her hands and closed her eyes and muttered.

She wants Wei Ling to heal as soon as possible and transform back into a human form so that she will not be hurt again.

If she can make one more wish, she also hopes that Yang Fu will be healthy and live a long life.

This wish is so real that the Buddha might not have the heart to refuse. After Miaomiao went to the incense, looking back around, but Yang Fu was no longer visible.

She came to look outside the temple, stood on tiptoe and searched around, just about to call people out, she heard a voice behind her: "Miaomiao, I am here."

"Master, where have you been?" Miaomiao approached him, smiled and raised the peace symbol in his hand to him, "This is what I asked for, it was opened by the host himself, and it must be safe! "

Yang Fu smiled, "Who are you going to give it to?"

Although I asked, I already had expectations in my heart.

Unexpectedly, the girl actually put the safety charm in her sleeve and told him solemnly: "I want to give it to Wei Ling, so that he can wear it every day."

Yang Fu slowly reduced his smile, staring at her with dark eyes.

Miaomiao didn't notice it, so he dragged him to go outside, "Let's go back soon!"

She came out this time only for incense, and she wanted to go back once her goal was achieved. Besides, there are many people here, and she remembers that Yang Fu doesn't like places with many people.

After tugging for a long time without tugging, she stopped in doubt, "Master, why don't you leave?"

Yang Fu brought her to the front, just about to teach her: "Miaomiao..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream from behind, the sound was not small, as if he had been greatly frightened, and everyone looked at him. Miaomiao tilted her head to look, and saw Jiang Alan standing a few steps away, looking at her with horror, as if she was a monster from where she came.

Miaomiao has not yet reacted, she has covered her lips and murmured: "Ghost, you are a ghost..."

It turned out that she was also here to offer incense, just passing by Yang Fu, and hearing him call her to Miaomiao, and remembering what A Weng had said to her a few days ago, it came as a surprise. Aweng said that the prince liked a maid in the palace, but that maid fell into the water and drowned ten days ago. How could he stand here right now?

Not a ghost, what is she?

Miaomiao opened her eyes, stepped back half a step and wanted to escape subconsciously: "No, I am not. I am a human being."

Many people's eyes fell on her. She didn't have the time to think about why Jiang Alan knew herself. Under the eyes of everyone, she suddenly felt a little at a loss.

Jiang Alan refused to give up, "Aon said that you were dead long ago, how could you possibly be alive...you, who are you..."

After speaking, he asked the maid to call the monastery to host, Yang Fu said: "Stop."

He frowned, not angry, and asked the maid beside her, "Miss Jiang is unwell, why don't you take her to the guest room to rest?"

Photographed by his majesty, the maid bowed her head and dared not defy, "The maid knew she was wrong."

He looked at Jiang Alan, "Girl..."

Jiang Alan still couldn't believe it, but seeing Yang Fu's cold face, the words hesitated afterwards: "The lord... she..."

Yang Fu didn't look at her, and walked out of the crowd with Miaomiao.

Others thought that Jiang Alan was unconscious, and when they saw a misunderstanding, she disappeared.

Sitting in the carriage, Miaomiao was always anxious, lowering her head and picking up her fingers, but refused to say a word to Yang Fu.

Jiang Alan is right. Isn't she almost like a ghost now... the person who is obviously dead is suddenly resurrected, and is still alive and kicking. Isn't it scary? What about Yang Fu, why doesn't he feel terrible?

Miaomiao was thinking wildly, and the car was rolling on the rugged mountain road, bumping all the way. Xu Yi touched the stone and the carriage shook suddenly. She leaned forward and almost knocked on the wooden board in front of her.

The body was taken into an embrace, Yang Fu put his hand in front of her forehead, "Is it all right?"

Miaomiao was startled, stepped back and said honestly: "Thank you, Lord, I'm fine."

However, the hand on her waist was tight, she couldn't move at all, and she was forced to nest in his arms. When Yang Fu lowered his head, he could see a row of her eyelashes, shaking nervously, blocking the radiance in her eyes, "Miaomiao, do you know that people can't come back from death?"

Miaomiao's head lowered, and he gave a vague hum.

Yang Fu held her small hand warm and soft, "Did you tell me the truth that day? What kind of medicine did Wei Ling find for you?"

For a long time, there was no sound in the carriage.

He looked up at the car window, the breeze blew the curtains, and the camphor trees on the roadside were retreating one by one, and there was the sound of hooves hooves. His eyes darkened and his voice lowered, "The housekeeper found something in your room a few days ago." As he said, he let go of Miaomiao, and took out one thing from the skirt of Miaomiao's pocket, "Are you still remember?"

Miaomiao's heart sighed. Of course she remembered that she would take out the jade pendant every so long and she would be familiar with the pattern on it.

In addition to the Pisces jade pendant, there are many tears in her eyes.

Miaomiao panicked, and hurriedly seized him and hid behind him, "What else does the prince want to ask?"

Yang Fu lifted his eyes, his eyes were calm and surging, "Where did the pearls come from?"

One pearl is enough for ordinary people to worry about food and clothing for decades, but she hides most of the bags. Not only that, but these days, she has also used pearls for money. If her family is wealthy, why bother to be a maid in the palace? What is she coming from?

Miaomiao jumped away and shook his head, "What pearl, I have never seen it."

At this moment, she probably moved too much, and a round bead slid out of the sleeve, and it fell on the floor with a ding-dong, just rolling to Yang Fu's feet. Miaomiao almost wanted to die, and had a headache. He watched Yang Fu pick up the pearl and play with it in his hand, "What is this then?"

Miaomiao wanted to cry without tears, "Wei Ling gave it to me... He was worried that I would not have enough to eat and wear in the house, so he gave it to me."

Wei Ling, Wei Ling, there is his name everywhere.

Yang Fu Ning looked at her, and was not easily fooled by her, pressing on every step of the way, "Then where did he come from?"

Miaomiao was forced to hide in a corner, and shook his head vigorously, "I don't know, Lord, don't force me..."

With tears in her eyes, she was really bullied to the extreme.

In his dim teary eyes, his silhouette was reflected, Yang Fu stared at her deeply, leaned over and touched her cheek, "Miaomiao, are you a human?"

Miaomiao didn't expect that he would ask that way, his lips opened and closed, and finally couldn't say the word.

She is not a human being, she is a shark, and will never be of the same kind with him. If she said no, would he feel scared?

Miaomiao bit her lower lip and raised her eyes, "I... yes."

At least, it is now.

When the carriage returned to the inn, Miao Miao stepped down on the footstool with her head dumbfounded. It could be described as mixed feelings, and they looked like two at the same time.

The first thing she did was to go upstairs to look for Leshan and knock on the mullion door: "Brother Leshan?"

Leshan had expected her purpose earlier, and he held the copper pot as soon as he opened the door, "The doctor has seen it and the wound is healing. In addition, he prescribed several internal and external medicines and healed in about half a month."

Miaomiao quickly took it. Seeing that Wei Ling was fine, she smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Leshan."

Leshan has no expression, "No need."

After talking, go back to the house to fetch the medicine, and tell her the effect separately, "I will send it for you."

Knowing that he had a grudge against him, Miaomiao said nothing, thanked him again, and returned to her room with Wei Ling in her arms. Yang Fu has not yet gone upstairs. She put the copper bowl back on the wooden frame. After Leshan is gone, she took out the peace charm she asked for today and took it to Wei Ling as if offering a treasure, "Look, I asked for this specially for you. , If you wear it, you will surely heal faster."

Wei Ling has been trapped in a copper pot these days, and has long been bored. He looked at Miaomiao for a moment, his eyes rolled, and with a flick of his tail, a lot of water splashed on her.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Miaomiao wiped the drops of water on her cheek, pouting dissatisfiedly.

How do fish wear safety charms? She has made trouble, and if she put it in the water, it might break in a few days.

After thinking for a long time, he could only hang on the top of the wooden frame, and the peace symbol happened to be reflected in the center of the copper bowl. Miaomiao nodded in relief, very satisfied.

Turning his head, he saw Yang Fuzheng standing at the door of the room, looking at her thoughtfully.

I don't know how much he heard. If I saw her talking to herself to Yu, would he be suspicious? The more Miaomiao thought about it, the more disturbed she became. In order to conceal her guilty conscience, she pretended to take off a side towel and wipe off the drops of water on her body. Seeing that Yang Fu was still not moving, she came to him and stretched out her hand without confidence: "Master, where is that jade pendant?"

Yang Fu raised her eyebrows slightly. She probably didn't expect that she still had the courage to go back, "That's my king's property."

Miaomiao bargained, "But I took it, it's already mine..." At Yang Fu's gaze, he was immediately discouraged, "Wang Ye can give it to me?"

Yang Fu passed her, his eyes fell on the safety charm hanging on the wooden frame, very dazzling.

He retracted his gaze, then looked at the little girl who was babbling in front of him, "No."