Chapter 7:

It is rare to be free this year, and it is a good thing for Yu Yang Fu to ignore the trivial matters of North Korea and China. The saint allowed him to tell him to return to Xiumu and return to the court after the Lantern Festival. Staying in the city is hard to avoid being disturbed by people. He comes to the other courtyard just to be clean. He spends the Spring Festival in the imperial city every Spring Festival. This year, he has a leisurely time. He wants to try an ordinary New Year atmosphere.
Miaomiao walked around in front of him and came to Zhuwei Cuiyong's bed. The jade belt was separated by cumbersome curtains, and the bed was neatly laid and neat. She had a hard time holding the mask, what should she do next?
The window was clear and clean, the warm sunlight hit her, her thin and slender figure was rusty, and her eyebrows were slightly drawn, and she looked serious.
Yang Fu hadn't left yet, bowed his head to arrange the gold woven sleeves, "Where did you go?"
Wen Yan Miaomiao was taken aback. There were only two of them in the room. This should have been said to her, right? But how she wants to answer, can’t say that she cried secretly... This is also a bit shameful, she stopped her movements, and slowly replied: "I lied to the prince, and felt ashamed that I didn’t dare to continue serving. ."
She was quite self-aware, Yang Fu raised his eyes and smiled at her, his brows and eyes filled with a faint smile, the spring breeze hit, and Zhu Lubiwa was radiant in a flash. "You deceive this king, you really deserve to be punished."
Miaomiao stared blankly, how could someone look so good when they laughed, and quickly filled the vacancy in her heart. Let alone punishing her, at this time, no matter what she was asked to do, she would probably nod her head.
Yang Fu paused, "But for the sake of today's New Year's Eve, I owe it first, and I will mention it another day."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Miaomiao was a little disappointed, wishing he could stay a little longer. She shook the sheets, her eyes lit up suddenly, "Master!"
Suspended by her startled voice, Yang Fu stopped and looked back, "What's the matter?"
Miaomiao was a little bit ashamed, and said in a negotiating tone: "The maidservant was on duty in the backyard before and had never done this kind of meticulous work. I am afraid that I will be blamed by sister Cen Yun for not doing well enough. Can you monitor it, Ruo If there is something wrong, please correct me at any time?"
She was really capable of asking the prince to be her supervisor. When Miaomiao arrived for the first time, she didn't have a deep sense of people's hierarchy, so she wanted to leave Yang Fu wholeheartedly.
Yang Fu pondered, "If you can't, call someone else over."
Miaomiao hurriedly explained, "The house is very busy, everyone is busy!" She emphasized everyone, for fear that he would not understand.
The little maid wanted to keep him eagerly, her eyes were earnest, reminding Yang Fu of her firm expression when she said "I like you". Infinite power engendered from her weak body, as if overwhelming, no one could stop her.
There is nothing wrong with the co-author today. He wanted to visit Yunjinzhai, but now he is disturbed by Miaomiao, but he lost his thoughts, "This king knows, I'm busy with you."
After Yang Fu sat at the window and raised his head, he picked up a wild history on the table. From this angle, you can see Miaomiao's movements. The bottomless Wutong stared at her for a long while, and the little maid stared in joy, her lips curled up and lively, adding a bit of life to Cen Ji's room. He constricted his eyes to read the book, but his mind was already far away.
Yang Fu only stayed in the inner room for half an hour, and went to Yunjinzhai when the time was up. Miaomiao was very clumsy and messed up the bed. In the end, it was Cen Yun who finished her work and rescued her from hardship.
Even though Cen Yun scribbled a few sentences, Miaomiao was still in a happy mood, and she couldn't hide her full smile in her bright smile. Cen Yun asked her what happened, she shook her head and said mysteriously: "Don't tell."
As a result, he was rewarded with a hairy chestnut, and his eyebrows were red.
Miaomiao smirked with her small face, and when she was the only one around, she sneaked out a piece of Pisces jade pendant from her sleeve. This was discovered by chance when she was packing up the bed. Xu was accidentally left by the Four Kings and picked up by her. Miaomiao wanted to put him back in his original place, temporarily changing his mind and hiding in his sleeve.
This is an accessory he wore next to his body. There were two fish on it. Although he knew that there was no special meaning, Miaomiao couldn't help but want to treasure it. At the risk of being severely punished after being discovered, she insisted on stealing this thing for nothing else. When Gein saw this jade pendant in the future, it would be like seeing him.
Taking advantage of the lunch break, Miaomiao stole back to the next room, put the jade pendant and the pearl together in the purse, and hid it under the blanket.
But one morning, the mansion changed its appearance, and there was a beaming noisy atmosphere. During the Chinese New Year, the monthly money of the maidservant in the house doubled. This year, the four kings personally gave a reward to teach people how to be upset. Guanshi Yuan specially invited an opera troupe in the city to set up a stage in the main courtyard, and it was very lively.
Miaomiao and Yiganren had lunch together. Because they didn't have much appetite, they only took two bites of white rice. She is not accustomed to eating human food, and she is not accustomed to drinking tea, soup and cheese. She only likes to drink water. In addition, I was dizzy and dizzy from the morning, and my body was not very healthy. Because I was too busy in the morning to pay attention to it, there is a growing trend now.
She didn't listen to Cen Yun's words, "It's no wonder that you are so thin if you eat so little. You are a little more concerned when you are growing up."
Miaomiao nodded in a daze, "I see, sister Cen Yun."
Cen Yunjie glanced at her and did not notice her abnormality, but was caught by the theater team in the theater. Tsing Yi Hua Dan was preparing later, Guan Shi Yuan consulted the Four Kings for their opinions, and finally decided on the two famous dramas. At this time, Yang Fu was taking a nap in Yunjinzhai, he didn't need to worry about it, just let the manager take care of everything.
Miaomiao has never seen such a posture, staring at the front of the stage curiously and widening his eyes, looking forward to the dinner. No wonder Wei Ling always likes to play around. There are so many weird things outside, which are much richer than her in the lake.
After finally getting to the west at sunset, the snow on the branches of silver pine was reflected by the afterglow, reflecting a dazzling orange-red light. Miao Miao squinted his eyes, and looked at the person at the end of the corridor from a distance. He turned out from under the moon gate and was walking here. Walk calmly, Ming Ke Qiangyu.
There was a family dinner in the evening, Guanshi Yuan obeyed his instructions to keep things simple, so it is still hard to hide extravagance. There was a table full of delicacies and jade delicacies, and a table full of pawnshops. Only him sat on the huge table. Yang Fu suddenly lost his appetite and only symbolically scooped two sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings.
There was a bright gaze around him, Yang Fu tilted his head to look, and saw the little maid staring straight at his hand. The slender jade fingers hold the handle of the celadon-painted spoon, and the round and plump dumplings are lying in the spoon, which looks very attractive. Miao Miao has never eaten this kind of food. This is the one time I saw it, so I was particularly interested.
The maidservant was surrounded by black pressure in the room, and Yang Fu waved his hand to let the Thai half quit, leaving only Miaomiao and another maid.
He put the spoon back in the bowl, raised his lips and smiled and asked, "Miaomiao, do you want to eat?"
Miaomiao nodded repeatedly, the white and round little dumplings, with a bite of sweet fillings, which tempted her as early as when Yang Fu took the first bite.
Yang Fu asked the maid next to him to add another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and signaled Miaomiao, "Sit down and have a meal with the king."
If it was someone else, they would be extremely frightened and would not dare to refuse. However, Miaomiao was not quite so, she walked up to her in disbelief, her eyes were clear and she said, "Is the prince serious?"
Yang Fuyu teased, "This king never lies."
This is a joke about her deception in the morning. Miaomiao is not as careful as he is, remembering one thing all day. She sat beside Yang Fu uncomfortably, because the surprise was not so intolerable. She learned from Yang Fu to scoop a white and tender glutinous rice ball into her mouth. The soft glutinous layer of teeth was bitten, and the sweet-scented osmanthus filling filled her mouth. It was so sweet that she praised her sincerely, "It's delicious!"
His big eyes narrowed happily, as if he had never eaten it before.
Seeing her eating, Yang Fu felt a lot of appetite, and Yang Fu thoughtfully said, "What did you eat during Chinese New Year?"
The big glutinous rice bulged her cheeks, she chewed twice and swallowed, "Waterweed and shrimp."
Yang Fu paused slightly, "Water plants?"
"..."
Miaomiao knew that she had said the wrong thing, and her intestines turned green with regret. She was thinking about how to save it, but she heard Yang Fuxu sigh, "Eat more."
She looked up, but couldn't see the emotion in Yang Fu's eyes.
As everyone knows, Yang Fu mistakenly thought that her family was poor and didn't have a good meal during the New Year, so he felt very sorry for her.
Miaomiao said inexplicably, and ate a lot obediently. Her eclipse is not elegant, different from those ladies who chew slowly and are restrained, but she is not vulgar and unexpectedly comfortable. Seeing her eating, she feels very satisfied, as if all the delicacies and wines in the world are in front of her, and there is no extravagance.
Because of her presence, Yang Fu ate more than usual. When Guan Shi came in to clean up afterwards, he couldn't help but glanced at her more.
Yang Fu didn't have much interest in opera, so he got up and went back to the house after listening to two songs. Guan Yuan thought he was dissatisfied. Knowing that he was just tired, he wanted to lie down on the couch and rest for half an hour, and ordered the steward: "Keep the year old at night, remember to wake up this king."
Guan Shi repeatedly responded and exited the inner chamber lightly, so that no one could go in and disturb.
Miaomiao was satisfied with a meal, and even had a lot of energy. The maid who was serving with her just now had admiration and admiration in her eyes, and she was even polite to talk to her.
Listening to Cen Yun's words about keeping the year old at night, she was quite fresh and stomped her feet vigorously, "Is it really going to set off fireworks?"
Cen Yun smiled slightly, "Yes, every year."
Miaomiao cheered excitedly: "I also want to keep the year old!"
She usually hides in the water, looking at the outside world from the surface of the water, like a mirror. I often heard the banging sound, the sky exploded with brilliant flames, hazy like a dream, not real. Now that she can really stand on the ground and watch the fireworks with him is the moment she dreams of.
The night is getting deeper, and although spring has begun, the night is still chilly. There were many maids who couldn't stand the cold, and went back to the house early to rest. The crowd gradually became sparse and scattered. At the end of the day, only the maids and a few others remained outside the courtyard. Cen Yun brought hot noodles and fried cakes, one by one, and handed them to her, "I have something to eat to cushion my stomach, and there will be a long wait."
When she reached Miaomiao, she shook her head faintly, "Thank you Sister Cen Yun, I am not hungry now."
She had only eaten a lot, and she couldn't digest it in her abdomen. In addition, she felt dizzy and uncomfortable due to the cold at night. Seeing her uncomfortable appearance, Cen Yun persuaded her to return to the house to rest, but she insisted stubbornly, "I have to wait."
She must wait for Yang Fu to come out, watch the fireworks with him, and usher in the next year with him. It would be a shame to miss such a rare opportunity.
Cen Yun said that she was heartless and borrowed a cloak to put on her, "If you are tired, sit and rest for a while, and I will call you when the time comes."
Miaomiao smiled gratefully: "Okay."
The stone steps under the corridor were cold, but Miaomiao had no complaints. He leaned on the pillars with his little head, and soon fell asleep.
When Yang came back, he saw the little ball shrunk outside the door, his head hanging slightly, and he probably fell asleep. He stepped forward slowly, only to see a small, palm-sized face retracted into the cloak, his face flushed, and his breathing short.
Yang Fu curled his eyebrows and leaned over her forehead, which was really hot.
He was about to order someone to summon the doctor, but was tightly held by the edge of his sleeve with a small hand. Originally, Miaomiao didn't dare to fall asleep, but was awakened by his actions, and subconsciously wanted to keep him.
Because of the fever, his eyes were moist and clear, and he looked at him eagerly, without concealing his admiration. The emotions flowing in these big eyes almost drowned him, Yang Fu was startled, "Miaomiao."
The dome of the head suddenly exploded with a loud noise, sparks bursting, brilliant and colorful. A series of fireworks bloomed in the air, shining on the two of them, the brilliance flowed, quietly.
Miaomiao rubbed his eyes and tried to smile at him, "Master, happy Chinese New Year."
After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell back softly. Yang Fu moved his eyes slightly, reached out his hand to catch her thin body, and carried it into his arms.