Chapter 71:

When Miaomiao was about to stand still, there was the sound of a wheelchair crushing on the ground outside, and she could not stop at the place where she just stood.
Yang Fu wore a moon-white brocade robe with gold woven and moiré patterns, exactly the same as when he traveled today, which means that he hurried back to the palace before he had time to change his clothes.
"Mum, Miaomiao is in your palace." He was straightforward, not using interrogative sentences, with full affirmation.
Empress Wei sat up a little bit, and looked both happy and worried, "What time is this, why is it back?" After speaking, she was a little confused, "What Miaomiao? A mother doesn't hear much. understand."
Yang Fu raised his eyes, his eyebrows frowned, "Qi Han has asked the people in the mansion, you have been to the Four Kings Mansion today."
The implication is that you don't have to pretend, he understands it in his heart. After seeing a touch of uncomfortableness across Queen Wei's face, her eyes became calm for a while, "I went to your house, but I have never seen a maid named Miaomiao."
Yang Fu was silent, Wu Tong quietly looked upward.
He has this ability, even if he doesn't say a word, it feels like he can't hide. In those clear and indifferent eyes, there is a different anxiety from the past, as if you can't wait for a moment.
He said: "Miaomiao is pure and kind, innocent and lively, she is not the woman my mother imagined. It was Qi Han who forced her to stay in the palace. If there is anything with my mother, just discuss with me and don't embarrass Miaomiao. She is physically present. Sorry, Qi Han came here just to take her back, and ask Mom to make it happen."
Empress Wei paused and stared at him deeply, Xu was shocked by his words just now, "You forced her to stay? You know she has a strange identity!"
A person who died once is now back alive, isn't it enough to shock people?
She paused, looking serious, "What's more, she was born in poverty and has a disability. Such a person is not worthy of you."
She was annoyed for a while, and forgot to say that was equivalent to admitting that Miao Miao was in her hands. Upon learning of Miaomiao's whereabouts, Yang Fu frowned.
He had never liked people in the past, and spent more than two decades calmly and calmly. Suddenly, one day, a bright and beautiful color appeared, adding a lot of color to his boring life. That little girl, with all his sustenance, is his tender home. In this life, such a person is enough.
Empress Wei stared at him, wishing to wake him up, but instead of not realizing it, he also asked, "Please let me go, Mom."
At this time, she didn't want to admit it, "I won't let her go for the time being."
Yang Fu lifted his eyes, a cold light sinking in his eyes.
Queen Wei continued: "I will let her go back when you and Jiang Alan are married."
The incomparable silence in the Qingxi Hall is because the cold wind whistling outside the house is extremely clear, whizzing past, rolling up a burst of noise, like the cry of the night. The jade bead curtain was dinged, and the maidservant couldn't help but raise his eyes, and after looking at the expressions of the four kings, he took a look and hurryed down.
Yang Fu's expression is gloomy, and he is definitely not good-looking, with a force of force, "The son said that he would not marry her as his wife."
Queen Wei was really annoyed, "Then who do you want to marry, the maid with a broken arm? Even if you want, my royal family can't afford to lose this face!"
Yang Fu whispered: "I want to marry the one I love, and I don't think it is shameful."
Queen Wei held the tea cup, shaking all over, but couldn't bear to throw the tea cup at him. His leg injury is not healed yet, if he is injured again, he does not know how many more days he will have to raise.
It was probably because of him that the queen took a few deep breaths before exhaling the foul breath in her heart. "You want to off Mom."
Yang Fu grabbed his eyes and did not respond, but instead ordered the attendants behind him, "Help the king up."
The attendant obeyed his orders. Before Queen Wei could react, he already knelt on his knees, his brows deeply locked, "I dare not."
What he was really afraid of, he deliberately wanted to her off and joked about his body. The legs were still not clean, she knew exactly what kind of injury she had suffered. He fainted in the hall that day, two knees were black and blue, which made her feel distressed. Now she is kneeling again, isn't this plucking meat on the tip of her heart?
Queen Wei shivered, "You, you get up!"
Yang Fu said softly, "If Mom keeps Miaomiao, I will kneel all the time."
She asked the guard to help him up, but he was so stubborn that he knelt on the ground motionless. The guard didn't dare to hurt him, his behavior was rather hesitant. Before he knelt for a while, fine beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead, and his face became paler under the dim candle light.
After this illness, he really lost a lot of weight, no meat on his jaw, a bit less refined and gentle, and a bit more determined and cold. But this temperament has been unpredictable.
Not only the guards, but even the maidservant on the side also used him. Empress Wei almost wanted to do it herself, when she saw a thin figure behind the carved screen. Before everyone recovered, she came to Yang Fu and stretched out her hand to help him, "The prince has forgotten what the doctor said? If you kneel down again, don't even think about walking with these legs!"
The little girl was full of anxiety, panting low, as if she had just struggled with others, and came out of it after all the hard work.
Empress Wei was startled and hurriedly ordered: "Whoever released her, don't hurry up..."
Before finishing talking, Yang Fu held her right hand, "Mum, I just want to take Miaomiao home. Please do it."
Word by word, very calm.
This is the first time he begged her when he grew up so much, but it was for this kind of thing. She had always thought that this son was indifferent and indifferent, but she didn't know that he still had such a stubborn side. Thinking about it now, I just didn't meet the person I wanted.
It's not that I really wanted to embarrass him, but... Empress Wei glanced at the little girl beside him, her eyes were frizzy, her eyes were full of anxious care, only one hand was left, and she was still trying to help him up.
It's just that the girl's condition, after all, can't get her eyes.
She closed her eyes and was forced by him to do nothing. "You can't take away people. I will keep her for a few more days to observe."
Having said that, the tone was obviously loosened.
Yang Fu paused, "Then the minister also stays in the palace."
She raised her brows, "You built a mansion outside the palace, what style is this?"
"A mother is Qi Han's concubine. Wouldn't it be possible if the children stayed in the palace for a few days?" He sat back in the wheelchair again, his surface was gentle and gentle, but his heart was darker than anyone else.
Queen Wei didn't know anything, waved her hand and said, "According to you, all according to you."
Although helpless, most of them were happy, and this should be the first time he got close to her. Although it was for a little girl, it was enough to make her happy for a while. He hadn't been by her since childhood, and she hadn't taken him well. Now it is a good thing to be able to stay for a few days.
Although the matter reached the ears of the saint, he was very angry when he heard that the saint was finally coaxed by the Queen Wei, so he did not pursue the matter again.
The courtyard where Yang Fu lives is very close to Miaomiao, and the two courtyards are separated by a corridor.
He knelt again last time, not long, but Miaomiao still couldn't rest assured. Empress Wei asked the imperial doctor to check, and after the imperial doctor's training for a few days did not cause any serious problems, the two men breathed a sigh of relief.
At first Miaomiao could still go and take care of him, but this body is becoming less and less useful, his hands and feet are inflexible, and at night I feel cold all over, shivering uncontrollably, and covering many quilts is useless. The coolness seeping from under the feet was icy.
Miaomiao didn't tell Yang Fu, because he was afraid that he would think too much and would not be able to heal his injuries during the day, so he took it alone at night. She was so cold that she couldn't sleep all night, her lips were black in the morning, and her eye sockets were even more blue. Xu Shi's chill has not faded, and he is shivering as he walks.
Yang Fu naturally noticed something was wrong, and reached out to hold her hand, the tentacles were cold, "Is it frozen at night?"
Miaomiao shook his head, "Probably because I woke up in the morning and wore less clothes, I went back to add some clothes."
He ran back as he said, and when he stepped over the threshold, he raised his footsteps and stumbled. He slammed into the door frame with a dull sound.
She suddenly squatted down, holding her head, and took a breath, "It hurts..."
I have never seen someone so reckless, Yang Fu has been able to get out of bed and walk around these days, and came to her to check, "Let me see."
Speaking of taking away her hand, she saw a big red envelope swelling on her forehead, her eyes were tearful, and she groaned for pain. Yang Fu reached out subconsciously, "Don't cry."
Miao Miao closed her eyes and suffocated her back. He said in a urn, "I don't cry."
Really like a child for a long time, Yang Fu blew into her wound and relieved her a lot of pain. Soon the imperial doctor came and left a bottle of ointment that specializes in bruising, and asked to apply it on three days a day. It was not a big deal, it got better quickly.
The imperial doctor said lightly, but the bruise still showed no tendency to fade after a day and night. Instead, it became like Miaomiao's left hand.
There was no news from Leshan and Leshui over there, Yang Fu became more anxious, and every day he went to dinner with Queen Wei in a hurry.
"You are focused on that maid..." Empress Wei sighed when he saw him leaving again.
Yang Fu paused and saluted respectfully, "Qi Han is not filial to make Mom embarrassed."
"Fine, let's go." What can she do with him? If she doesn't follow his wishes, she may kneel for another three or four days. He is not worried. As a mother, she still hurts for him.
Thanks to the maid, the mother and son had a rare opportunity to eat alone in these years. Although the relationship was still not close, it eased a lot.
Yang Fu didn't leave immediately. He thought for a while and said, "A mother had her own difficulties for what happened back then, and Qi Han has never blamed you."
After speaking, he retire, leaving Queen Wei alone in shock.
When Yang Fu left, it was the setting sun, and the horizon was faint. The setting sun sank halfway down, dyeing the kiss on the eaves red.
As soon as he entered the house, he was shocked by the situation inside.
"Miaomiao!" He strode forward and put his trembling body on the bed in his arms. Despite this, she was still shaking badly. He was solemn, "What's the matter?"
Miaomiao didn't know what was wrong. It started to be cold as soon as it got dark. Recently, it has become more and more serious. It is colder than falling into the lake in the ice and snow. "Cold, Lord, I am cold..."
She has a weak voice, and her whole body is icy, as if she will be silent the next moment.
Yang Fu's arms trembled slightly, tucked the bedding tightly, took off the brocade robe to cover her, and tightly guarded her, "Since when?"
Miaomiao closed his eyes tiredly, "The day before yesterday... or the day before yesterday..."
He seemed to be stunned, and ordered the guards outside to send the imperial doctor, with an imperceptible panic in his voice.
He still remembered her death last time, and the feeling of being hollowed out was so clear that it would be hardship to taste it again. He doesn't want to experience it again, he wants Miaomiao to be well, he must be well!
Not long after the imperial doctor came, Xuansi had a pulse diagnosis, showing a look of trepidation, and then he diagnosed it several times before he vomited: "The four kings, the old minister is dull...I can't feel the pulse of this girl... "
Yang Fu lowered his face and reprimanded coldly, "Trash!"
Miaomiao pulled at his sleeve, "No... Lord, don't blame him, I have something to tell you..."
Her voice is vain, and Yang Fu must be close to her ear to hear what she is saying. Hearing the sound, he let the imperial doctor wait outside the door. He softened his voice, "What's the matter?"
Miaomiao breathed and breathed, only to feel that there seemed to be ice scum in her throat, so cold that her whole body was frozen, "Actually, I always knew that this body could not last long..." Her cold breath Calling on Yang Fu's skin, it was cold to his heart, "If I can't become a human being, I must leave..."
Yang Fujing has been quiet for a long time, his voice is cold, "What do you mean?"
Miaomiao shrank into the quilt. It was too cold, and her hands and feet were numb. "I became a human being. There was a time limit, only ninety days... Now ninety days are coming soon, I know...I all know……"
What does she know?
Knowing their identities and different paths, they couldn't be together after all the hard work.
Miaomiao's breath is getting weaker and weaker, and he is in his arms, but he can do nothing, he can only listen to her incoherently said: "Even if it is less than ninety days, I am also very happy...I can be with the prince, one more day very happy……"
She murmured endlessly, she couldn't help trembling with the cold, she was still chattering: "If this body fails, when Wei Ling comes over, she will take me back...Lord, don’t wait for me, it will be a long time before I become a human. By then you will be old...maybe you will all be in the soil..."
She grumbled and rubbed his neck, taking the warmth from him.
"Master, I like you..."
At the end, she didn't even know what she said, only felt that the arms around her were tightening and trembling.
Miaomiao couldn't care about crying out of pain, because she had lost consciousness.
This sleep, never woke up again. Yang Fu has been guarding her bedside, the same as it was more than a month ago, his eyes are dead and silent.
During the period, Queen Wei visited several times and said something, but he never listened, only holding Miaomiao's body in a daze.
Empress Wei panicked. This looked like a dying person. The imperial doctor wanted to get the pulse of the maid, but he was indifferent and said indifferently: "Get off."
The voice is calm, but it makes people fear from the bottom of my heart.
Yang Fu always guarded her, and Queen Wei was preparing for someone to invite the saint. At this time, news came from Leshan and Leshui.