90 Days of Spring: Day 36
Miaomiao whispered and raised her hand to stop: “What are you doing? It hurts.”
No, her cheeks are so smooth, without the slightest abnormality. Then why? Yang Chen frowned, she didn’t return to Chang Yuan that night, and she possessed this jade, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?
It should be her right, but her face is obviously different.
Is there any witchcraft in this world?
He looked at this face again, “What is your origin?”
Miaomiao covered her cheeks and huddled in the corner desperately, “The servant girl is just a servant girl.”
Yang Chen didn’t believe it, but he recognized her, and tightened the jade with his palms together, “I will keep this thing for now, and I will return it to you later.”
How can I do that? If I give it to him, can I still get it back? Miaomiao went up to **** it, “I can’t give it to you, you give it back to me…” This is the only thing that connects her and Wei Ling. If she doesn’t have it, how can she find Wei Ling in the future?
Yang Chen stopped her, and slowly put it into the sleeve, “That’s it.” He said seriously, “Go back to the mansion and be honest, the king will arrange a place for you, if you are rude to the king again, be careful Little life.”
This sentence is half threatening and half coaxing. The crown prince Yang Chen has always cherished the beauty, and as long as he thinks that she is her, no matter how angry he is, he can’t vent it.
Miaomiao stared at his sleeve tightly, as if she would pounce on him at any moment, her lower lip was tightly pursed, with a face of resistance.
Yang Chen turned a blind eye, sat aside and thought about other things, and arrived at the prince’s mansion in a short time.
The layout of the Prince’s Mansion is quite different from that of the Four Princes’ Mansions. Yang Fu likes elegance and tranquility. There are many kinds of green bamboos and cypresses in the courtyard, with pavilions and terraces. The red lacquer gate auxiliary head title ring pattern is made of gluttonous gold, which is enough to show how extravagant and lustful the prince is usually.
A servant greeted him at the door, and Ti Tiran invited him into the mansion.
Yang Chen took two steps, didn’t hear anything behind him, turned to wait and see, but Miaomiao was nowhere to be seen, “Where’s the maid?”
The concierge didn’t know why, and was about to ask, when he saw a girl in pink rushing out of the carriage, and fled in another direction regardless of the servants’ obstruction. She was small in stature and nimble in her movements. She saw the gap and got out, and ran as fast as she could.
Yang Chen’s face was gloomy, and he scolded violently: “What are you doing in a daze? Why don’t you chase after him!”
The two servants chased Miaomiao in the direction where Miaomiao fled. They were strong and strong, and they blocked her way in no time, and escorted her back like a chicken.
Miaomiao showed despair: “I don’t want to come here, I want to go back to the palace…” She looked up at Yang Chen, her wet eyes were full of pleading, and she gradually softened her breath, “Prince, please, let the servant girl go Go back…”
Unmoved, Yang Chen pinched her chin, “If you ran away in front of this king, would you die as my king?”
The prince is ruthless and cunning, he has no patience at all, willing to spend time with her is already a great tolerance. Seeing that she wanted to run away just now, anger welled up in his heart, and his face was quite ferocious.
Miaomiao was startled, speechless, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Perhaps because of her pitiful appearance, Yang Chen’s anger gradually subsided, but his expression was still ugly, “Be good, I won’t do anything to you.”
Miaomiao knew she couldn’t escape, so she just nodded perfunctorily.
She was dishonest all the way, and Yang Chen was finally in a happier mood when there were rare times when she was obedient. He curled the corners of his lips and ordered the servant to let go of her, “You are staying in the Yuman Pavilion for the past two days, and someone will take you there later. The king will visit you in the afternoon.”
Miaomiao followed absent-mindedly, and the words of refusal hovered in her mouth, but she didn’t dare to say it after all.
*
In the past, she used to share a common bunk with the maid, and the servant’s room was cramped and the furniture was simple. Miaomiao had never lived in such a nice room. The only time was when she contracted a cold and stayed overnight in Yang Fu’s side room. Unfortunately, she fell asleep and didn’t know what it was like.
The maidservant in blue led her to the west wing of Yuman Pavilion, opened the Linghua door and said, “This is it.”
The servant girl didn’t have a good face all the way, probably because she was also a servant girl.
Miaomiao stepped into the house and looked around. There are tables and chairs made of rosewood and eight immortals. The room is partitioned by twelve peony folding screens. The windows are bright and clean, free from dust. Although the room looked very comfortable, she still didn’t want to live in it, and stood in the room silently, thinking about the last words of the prince.
“I will visit you in the afternoon.”
What are you looking for? Has he not given up yet?
Judging from the prince’s attitude, he is not sure if he is the person from that night, no matter what he thinks, Miaomiao just denies it right now. She pressed her lower lip tightly, making up her mind not to admit it.
The maid served the tea and reminded in a neutral manner: “Don’t go to the Liuting courtyard opposite.”
Miaomiao regained consciousness: “Why?”
She snorted softly: “Why are there so many, just remember. I remind you, if something happens, don’t rely on me.” She picked up the tray and walked out of the room .
Miaomiao was the only one left in the room, she was staring at the back of the maid, still thinking about what the maid said.
What is there in Liuting Courtyard on the opposite side, ghosts or monsters? In the middle of speaking, it was really heart-scratching, Miaomiao couldn’t help but glance at the opposite side, but unfortunately she couldn’t see anything.
Since the servant girl reminded her like this, it must be a bad thing, and it’s better for her to let it go. Miaomiao suppressed her curiosity and paced back and forth in the room.
The blood stone was taken away by Yang Chen, she is helpless now, who knows what he will do next, she has to find a way to save herself.
It was noon, but Miaomiao was not very hungry. She ate a lot of pastries in the study in the morning, and her stomach was still swollen right now. After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn’t come up with a perfect solution. She stood in front of the door in distress, and for some reason remembered the words of the prince: “He has already handed you over to me.”
Is that true? Yang Fu really doesn’t care about her?
If not, why didn’t he come out to stop it? After thinking about it, Miaomiao felt a pain in her brain, so she simply fell down on the soft couch to rest. After thinking about it, she fell into a drowsy sleep. She hugged her knees and curled up into a ball, not letting go of her guard even when she fell asleep.
*
Miaomiao dreamed that she was walking in the forest, surrounded by travelers going up and down the mountain, shuttling beside her. Everyone laughed and laughed at Yan Yan, but she was the only one with a sad and haggard face.
She kept her head down until there was a series of movements in front of her. Miaomiao frowned and looked up there, only to see the warm sunlight penetrating through the branches and falling on a handsome man. With his back behind his back, he turned around slowly…
“Wake up, is it Miss Miaomiao?” A voice mercilessly woke her up.
Miaomiao opened her sleepy eyes and rubbed her eyes in a daze: “I am.” The voice was heavy with a sleepy sound, apparently she hadn’t recovered.
The maid nodded, “Clean up and come with me, the princess wants to see you.”
She gave a sudden pause, no matter how stupid she was, she knew what the word “princess concubine” meant, and all sleepiness disappeared immediately. Why does she feel guilty when the prince’s official wife wants to see her?
Miaomiao asked hesitantly: “I don’t know why the princess is looking for me?”
The servant girl hid her veil and sneered, and glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, “Are you really ignorant or are you pretending not to know?” After speaking, seeing Miaomiao’s confused look, she simply talked to her, “The Yuman Pavilion has been empty for many years. The crown prince has never let people live in. As soon as you come today, the crown prince arranges for you to stay, how can the crown prince not pay attention to it?”
It is such a reason, no wonder no one has ever lived here.
Miaomiao’s pressure doubled immediately, “No, it’s not what you think…”
“Follow me.” The maid didn’t listen to her explanation, and turned around and walked ahead.
Miaomiao has no choice but to follow suit. If you don’t go, you are in someone else’s territory after all, so you should go see the mistress of the house. She couldn’t help thinking wildly, if the princess made things difficult for her, how would she deal with it?
About reaching the verandah, a group of people walked towards them, and Yang Chen was undoubtedly the one at the front.
Behind him were several monks, dressed in green clothes and holding Buddhist beads, all of them looked benevolent and benevolent. Miaomiao froze for a moment, not understanding what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.
The servant girl responded in a timely manner and bowed her knees to salute: “His Royal Highness.”
Yang Chen obviously recognized her, and immediately sank his face, “Why are you here? Did Lu Yinrong ask you to come?”
The maid nodded: “Exactly.” After a pause, she added, “The princess concubine is a special girl, different from other concubines, so I specially invite the girl to meet you.”
Yang Chen waved his hand and signaled her to back down, “Just say what the king ordered, and you don’t need to see me anymore. She doesn’t have to worry about this matter.”
The servant girl looked embarrassed, “This…”
Until Yang Chen’s voice turned cold, “Aren’t you backing down?”
She flinched slightly, and retreated respectfully, as if fleeing in despair.
Miaomiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at Yang Chen again, she still didn’t dare to take it lightly. He has made such a big battle, and he has found a few hairless people, what does he want to do?
Yang Chen led her to the courtyard, and changed his expression, “Come on, these are eminent monks invited from Fayin Temple. You can just sit and listen to their chanting for a while.”
Those three raised their palms to salute, their expressions were calm, not flustered, they were indeed quite talented.
Miaomiao had never seen a monk before, so she nodded with a vague understanding. “What are they going to do?”
Yang Chen said succinctly: “Chanting.”
Miaomiao tilted her head, very confused. I saw a tripod incense burner in the courtyard, with futons laid out underneath, and she was invited to sit at the front, facing the three monks.
The incense on the stove was lit, and accompanied by their calm Sanskrit sounds, they lingered above the Yuman Pavilion together, circling the beams endlessly.
Miaomiao listened carefully for a while, but didn’t understand a single word, so she simply gave up. She didn’t understand what these people were doing, but she felt dizzy gradually, and the scene in front of her became blurred, and she wanted to fall asleep right away.
But for no reason, she felt unable to sleep again, and tried to sit up from the ground. However, those few Buddhist voices seemed to bind her, making her unable to move.
Miaomiao hummed impatiently, then fell to the side limply, “Stop reading…”
She closed her eyes, so she didn’t see the sudden flash of light in Yang Chen’s eyes behind her.
Until the end of a passage, Miaomiao was sweating profusely and lost her sanity in panic.
The monk burned the rune, melted it into the water, and the maid handed it to Yang Chen. Yang Chen stepped forward to embrace her, and called, “Miaomiao, come, drink this bowl of water.”
It happened that she was a little thirsty, so Miaomiao opened her misty eyes, blinked twice, and drank from his hand.
Before she swallowed it, she frowned, tilted her head and spit it out, coughing endlessly.
What kind of water is this? It smells like dust!