Chapter 49:

He stepped into the house and said calmly, "Speaking of which, if you hide this Wang Yupei privately, you should be punished according to family rules."
At this time it was dinner time, and many people passed by upstairs and downstairs, and the voices were loud, especially the stairs. Miao Miao had no choice but to close the door reflexively, blocking the view from inside and outside.
Yang Fu clearly has his own room, but always comes to her. He really did what he said and wanted to stay with her in the inn. He has not returned to the palace for these two days. But Miaomiao knew he was busy, and sometimes he looked through the papers in the car, his brows were not stretched.
If Miaomiao was justified and confident just now, now she is faint, "I didn't steal it."
Yang Fu sat at the round table, watching her in his spare time, "Oh?"
The expression clearly said, right, this king doesn't believe it.
Thinking of the scene at the time, Miaomiao looked around and couldn't answer, "I picked it up in your room... Since I picked it up, it's not a steal."
What kind of myth is this, Yang Fu laughed dumbly, "Don't say it's in the house, it's a huge palace, everything in it belongs to this king."
Miaomiao furiously: "Then can't you give me away?"
The little girl broke the jar. She probably thought he was stingy, and she reached out to beg him: "Then my pearl is still with the lord, you give it back to me."
Yang Fu took the opportunity to hold her hand, grabbed the wooden chopsticks on the table and hit her palm, "That thing is unknown and confiscated."
Miaomiao didn't care about the pain, "How come it's unknown...It's mine, it can change a lot of money!"
Yang Fu asked again: "Do you want this king's jade pendant?"
The topic turned a bit quickly, and Miao Miao was led by him stupidly, "Yes."
Yang Fu bends his lips, "What are you going to trade with this king?"
Hao's wrist was squeezed in his palm, and his warm body temperature heard from him. Miaomiao felt a little itchy and wanted to move, but he held it tighter. "I don't have anything...Would you care about this jade pendant with so many antiques in the Prince's Mansion?"
Yang Fun said, looking at her seriously, "I care."
But she really has nothing to exchange, Miaomiao frowned in distress, "Then I, I...what do you want? Just say it."
Really slow to get home, Yang Fu was rather helpless, holding the chopsticks in her palm again, "What wish did you make today?"
After being beaten twice, Miaomiao finally felt pain. She quickly replied: "I hope the prince will be healthy and live a long life!"
Yang Fu finally felt more relaxed in his heart, put the wooden chopsticks back on the table, rubbed her thumb on the palm of her hand, "Without the peace talisman, how can this wish be realized?"
He narrowed his eyebrows, his voice was dumb, and asked quietly.
Miaomiao stunned, as if she understood something, after making such a big bend, it turns out that the prince wanted to say this? She couldn't help but cocked her mouth quietly, deliberately trying to anger him: "What should we do then? We have already returned, Dongwu Temple is far away."
As soon as Yang Fu looked up, she retracted her smile, pretending to be serious. "Does the prince hit me just for this?"
Two red marks gradually appeared on the white and tender palm of the little girl. Her small hands were pinched in Yang Fu's palm to form a sharp contrast. A soft and boneless, a slender clank, he can hold her hand as soon as he tightens it.
Yang Fu lifted his lips and smiled profoundly, "Not all."
He tightened his hands and trapped Miaomiao between his legs. The little girl was not tall, she was only half a head taller than him even when standing. Yang Fu's black eyes were sharp, staring at her closely: "What is your relationship with him?"
Miaomiao was puzzled. As soon as she lowered her head, she saw herself in his eyes. The posture was probably too ambiguous. She couldn't even turn her mind, "Who is he?"
Yang Fu paused and said slowly: "Wei Ling."
Miaomiao didn't even think about it, "A very dear person." She remembered that Yang Fu had asked the same before. At that time, she said she was a childhood sweetheart. In fact, her childhood sweetheart was not enough to describe their relationship. Wei Ling was much more important than that. Looking back at the previous decades, only Wei Ling was by her side. He was her only support when she was alone and helpless, and he was already more important than her relatives.
Whenever she mentioned Wei Ling, she babbled: "Wei Ling helped me a lot since I was a child. I had troubles before, and it was all his aftermath... Another time I was in danger. It was he who saved me and I was spared. . And this time..."
The more she said, the worse Yang Fu's face became. Although Miaomiao was slower, but fortunately not too stupid, her voice gradually weakened, "What does the prince want to know?"
He asked her, but she said that he was not happy again, it was really hard to be a man.
Yang Fu whispered, "Miaomiao, have you ever wondered why he treats you well?"
Miaomiao tilted his head, "Because we are the same..."
She hurriedly stopped, swallowing the half-word without a word into her stomach. "Because we grew up together, we used to depend on each other."
In her opinion, it was normal for her to treat Wei Ling well and Wei Ling to treat her well. It is hard to imagine what life would be like without the other person in life.
Relying on each other...Yang Fu rubbed his eyebrows. As far as he knew, Wei Ling was not as simple as she thought. Fortunately, she is not smart. Yang Fu clasped her head and touched her forehead, "Miaomiao, what will happen in the future, can you only rely on this king?"
It was probably because his voice was too gentle, and Miaomiao was bewitched unknowingly. He nodded and said, "Then can you let me rely on it?"
Yang Fu solemnly: "Of course."
He would never give her the chance to rely on others.
In the evening Yang Fu wanted to stay in her room, and because of Wei Ling's presence, Miaomiao eventually threw him out.
When the door was about to close, Yang Fu raised his hand to block it and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek: "It's time to return to the house with this king tomorrow."
Miaomiao's face flushed uncontrollably, "But...I will scare people."
Yang Fu chuckles, "This king will deal with it."
She still shook her head, "Wait for Wei Ling...'s fish to recover before going back." She felt guilty and almost missed her mouth.
She was determined and couldn't say anything. Yang Fu looked at her one last time before returning to the opposite room. Miaomiao changed Wei Ling's medicine with the prescription newly prescribed by her doctor, and also fed him two small black balls, and hooked up the safety charm. Suddenly remembered something, pursed his lips and smiled, and went to bed after washing up.
The next day it was bright and the breeze was smooth, blowing up the curtains on the bed, but there was no one in the bed.
Yang Fu stood in front of the bed, unconsciously sinking his face.
Chenmo didn't see any movement in this room, Yang Fu knocked on the door panel outside, and no one responded. The door opened with a slight push, and the lost girl didn't even lock the door. Unexpectedly, there was no sign of her in the room, not even the hall downstairs. If it weren't for the fish, Yang Fu might have thought that she had just run away.
He walked out of the house and ordered Leshan Leshui to investigate her whereabouts: "Ask the people in the inn, do you see Miaomiao going out?"
The two responded, and they dispersed.
Not long after Le Shui came back and stood in front of him with a fist: "Master, the shopkeeper Dao Miao Miao went out before dawn. Two hours have passed."
Yang Fu got up, his eyebrows grim: "Where did she go?"
Leshan shook his head, "The shopkeeper doesn't know either."
He said: "Order someone to find..." Before the words fell, a cherry blossom shadow appeared at the door.
Miaomiao stood at the door, watching them talk nervously, and stepped aside, "Am I disturbing you? Leave me alone, I will go downstairs."
"Come back." Yang Fu whispered, pushing away from Leshan and calling her to the front, "Where have you been?"
Miaomiao kept her hands behind her back, and at the moment she stretched out her hand grinningly, spreading her palms, "Will the prince give me the jade pendant?"
In the white and jade palm, there is a bright yellow peace charm lying quietly, embroidered with a wishful cloud pattern, a peace knot on the top, and a red ear at the bottom, exactly the same as Wei Ling's.
Yang Fu looked for a moment, held it in his hand, and answered the wrong question: "When did you get up?"
Miaomiao dared to complain, "I got up before dawn. I don't know where the Dongwu Temple is. So I hired a coachman to take me there. Fortunately, I finally found it."
Yang Fu touched her head, "Next time no one is allowed to go so far. What if there is danger on the road?"
Miao Miao squatted, "It's not that the prince wants this."
The implication is that if it is not for you, I will not go.
Yang Fu smiled and raised her to his lap, with his arms around her tender body, responding, "Well, this king wants it."
After waiting for a while, Miaomiao twisted dissatisfiedly. She didn't wake up so early in vain. "The prince said that he would give me a jade pendant, but I can't speak without counting."
How could she be so persistent to that jade pendant, if she didn't know, she thought she only wanted jade pendant and didn't want to be with him.
Yang Fu said, "The jade pendant is in the mansion, but the king did not bring it out. I will give it to you when you return."
Miaomiao didn't say a word.
Sure enough, his next sentence was: "Miaomiao, when will you go back with me?"
Miaomiao was really scared by his question, Huo Di jumped off his lap: "I will think about it again!"
She was in a dilemma and wanted to follow Yang Fu back, but her reason said she couldn't. If she goes back, she must take Wei Ling with her, but Wei Ling doesn't like the palace, she knows this.
In the afternoon, Miaomiao went out. The weather was getting hotter and mosquitoes gradually increased. She was bitten by many lumps during sleep at night. She scratched it twice and it started to flush, and she had no choice but to go to the street to buy ointment. Hearing that wearing a sachet can repel mosquitoes, she wanted to buy one by the way.
I wanted to go alone, but Yang Fu said, "I'm with you."
Miaomiao was about to wave his hand to refuse, he already walked ahead.
Unable to refuse, Miao Miao followed him step by step and walked down the street.
The ointment was bought in the hospital, and it was applied to it to be refreshing and cool, with a more scent of wormwood, and it smelled refreshing. Miaomiao went to the spice shop to the side and chose a sachet with seasonal flower patterns. The spice is made of jasmine, atractylodes, wormwood and other plants. It smells lightly scented. Miaomiao likes it very much.
She asked for this, chose another Crane Deer Tongchun sachet, took out the money and handed it to the shopkeeper: "I want these two."
Out of the shop, she handed the one to Yang Fu: "For the prince."
After all, she hopped off, tied the sachet around her waist, and jumped up and down with her movements. Yang Fu pinched the sachet and looked at her silently.
In addition to buying ointment sachets, Miaomiao took Yang Fu around the street again, and it was already an hour later when he returned.
She went upstairs and went back to the house. After seeing the scene in the house, she stopped abruptly. I saw half of the wooden bed collapsed, the bedding fell on the ground in a mess, and the bags were scattered on the ground.
Miaomiao stepped forward in surprise, "What's the matter?"
How could the bed collapse, where should she sleep at night?