After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

The capital had been snowing for several days in winter, and it finally cleared that day, the sun shone through the glazed windows and scrambled into the back room.

The red-faced acacia in the warm room smelled strong. The woman on the bed has not yet woken up, her delicate and white half of her face is hidden in the golden brocade, her long hair that is as smooth as silk and satin is spread lazily, her thin, breathable coat is loosely worn on her body, and the belt is opened. Two knots, messy clothes.

Mingzhu was sleeping soundly, her jade-white face was filled with pink, and her beautiful eyebrows were filled with drowsy spring colors, and she was just like a coquettish look. It's just that his brows gradually frowned, and he seemed to have a bad nightmare.

The maids gently cleaned up the mess of last night, picked up the torn dresses on the ground, and blushed transparently.

His Royal Highness dressed neatly this morning, and came out of the room meticulously. He looked polite and cold like a jade. He didn't expect to be so languid about the bedclothes. The room was very quiet last night, and the girl must have suffered a lot.

Otherwise, it won't be three poles of sun exposure and haven't woken up yet.

The panzi soup that had been fried in the kitchen was hot three times in the morning, and if the girl Mingzhu got up, the people in the kitchen had to re-fry the medicine.

Mingzhu stretched out her thin white fingers from the quilt, lifted the red bed curtain, and slowly sat up.

She was sore and weak, and her arms were sore that she couldn't raise her arms. When she got out of bed, she almost couldn't stand on her legs. She took a deep breath and slowly put on her clothes.

The maid waiting for Mingzhu to wash up heard the sound and entered the house.

Biying brought the freshly made refuge soup and placed it in front of Mingzhu. After hesitating for a moment, she pursed her lips and reminded with a very small voice, "Girl, drink the medicine first."

Mingzhu stared at the black soup medicine in the bowl, pursing her thin lips, frowning slightly, she seemed reluctant to drink it, but she didn't seem to be willing to drink it.

After a while, Biying was about to grit her teeth and remind her again. Mingzhu picked up the medicine bowl in front of her, raised her slender neck, and poured it into her belly in one breath.

Biying breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly passed the candied fruit over, "Girl, eat a candied fruit to get the bitter taste."

Mingzhu frowned and said, "No need."

Biying was a little strange. In the past, the girl Mingzhu always felt bitter in the soup, and every time she took the medicine, she had to eat a few candied fruit to relieve her. Biying carefully observed her face, she had to say that Girl Pearl is the most beautiful woman she has ever seen in her life. She has the beauty that is thrilling and inverted all beings without her face to the sky. Her eyes are like landscapes and eyebrows, her lips are red and teeth are white, and she is beautiful and exquisite. The complexion is ruddy, like a flower bud that is ready to bloom.

The girl Mingzhu did not look like annoyed and sad, Biying still offered her comfort: "Girl relax, don’t be sad. You are weak now. His Royal Highness will allow you to take medicine for contraception. When your body is restored in the future, His Royal Highness will definitely Let you grow."

Mingzhu smiled when she heard the words, but she didn't feel sad. But no one would believe it.

"You go out, I'll take a rest."

"Yes."

The door was closed gently, blocking the dazzling and dim sunlight from outside.

The wooden window was half erected, and Mingzhu looked at the scenery outside, her thoughts drifting away.

Biying was wrong. Zhao Shi didn't let her be raised because of her weak bones. She was raised in Wangyue Pavilion by Zhao Shi in her previous life. She drank refuge soup for five years. Later, she ate too much soup and made it difficult to conceive.

And some things remained unchanged until she died.

Zhao Shi thinks that her status is low and she will not let her be a child who is not named or even a concubine before marrying the princess.

Zhao Shi is a distinguished Prince, his beautiful scenery, and his words and deeds are all examples of praise.

He is good-looking and gentle most of the time. But gentle people are the most ruthless.

Mingzhu is a concubine who is not valued by her family. Her mother was humble and passed away at an early age. There is no one to protect her in Ming's family, but she is smart and has not robbed the limelight of several sisters in the family, but she has grown up without incident.

When Mingzhu first reached the temple, his neighbor Zhuma just won the Jiangnan Provincial Examination and said he wanted to marry her.

Soon he went to the house personally to ask for a kiss.

The man has the love and the woman has the intention, so Mingzhu smoothly and the connected bamboo horse make a marriage contract.

Mingzhu was full of joy at that time, waiting to get married, staying in the house all day long as a female red, blushing, embroidered a mandarin duck pillowcase for the other party.

It was a coincidence, but that day, the Ming family hosted a banquet. His Royal Highness attended in a low-key manner, drank some wine and went to the lake to blow a hair.

Several prostitutes of the Ming family did not guard against Mingzhu after they made a marriage. Originally, according to Mingzhu's identity, she was not qualified to participate in such a banquet. This time she made an exception to show her face.

Mingzhu secretly hid two pieces of hibiscus cake she loved, and went back to the backyard to rest.

I also saw that the weather was good and there were no people beside the lake in the backyard. She boldly went to the lake to pick lotus plants.

Sleeping in the sun in the summer, she was wearing a light shirt and thin clothes, her white face was slightly reddened by the light, her black hair disappeared with the wind, she took off her shoes and socks into the water, and the maid on the shore jumped anxiously. Miss, you come up soon, it won't be good for people to see."

Mingzhu smiled at her, "Oh, don't be afraid, no one of us will come here."

She returned with a full load, put on her socks and shoes after landing, holding a pile of lotus in her arms, smiling brightly between her eyebrows, beautiful and clean.

She still didn't notice it. In the long pavilion not far away, the man watched her quietly for a long time, slowly withdrawing his unfathomable gaze from her back.

Zhao Shi sobered up the wine, and went back to the front yard. In his mind, there was still a bright smile of the talented girl, which was a bit sweeter than the lotus.

Before leaving, the uncle of the Ming family respectfully and politely sent His Royal Highness outside the gate.

Before getting into the carriage, Zhao Shi asked casually who was the girl picking lotus plants by the lake.

Uncle Ming family ordered someone to investigate, and when he got the news, he immediately replied, "It's my niece."

Zhao Xin said, "What's your name?"

Uncle Ming Jia was taken aback at the time, and he couldn't figure out what the prince meant. He lowered his head and replied, "Mingzhu."

Zhao Shi wrote down the name, and said nothing.

Uncle Ming family turned his head and forgot this episode. Who knows that after a few days, he received a message from Donggong asking him to send Mingzhu over.

Uncle Ming was taken aback. The prince was gentle and polite, but he had never heard of him doing this kind of thing.

He sent a message to say that this niece has a fiance and will be married next spring.

The prince said that he already knew about it.

The uncle Ming family knew in his heart that His Royal Highness was only polite and kind on the surface, the blood in his bones was cold, his heart was cruel, and he did not know how much he had done.

In any case, he dared not offend His Royal Highness, he was cruel and sent Mingzhu directly to the Prince's residence in private. Then the marriage contract was ruined, as the marriage did not exist.

Mingzhu thought about running away, and the first day she was sent to the heavily guarded Prince's Mansion, she wanted to run away without being noticed.

She struggled to get out of the backyard and was tied back by the expressionless guard with her feet on the ground.

The door was heavily locked by the mother, and the windows were sealed by them.

Mingzhu waited for several hours, and when the night was thick, he heard the sound of unlocking outside the house.

Her fingers involuntarily squeezed the sheets under her body, her small face was pale, and she gritted her teeth and dared not relax at all.

There is a shallow water in her eyes, and her moist eyes are full of spring. The tender white and silky face was even more feminine under the candlelight.

The man walked slowly to her, looked down at her face from a high position, silent, his whole body was cold and cold.

Mingzhu trembled and opened her eyes. The man in front of her was so beautiful that she was stunned. She sucked on her red nose and said pitifully, "You... let me go."

The man raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips in silence.

Mingzhu has heard of the prince's good reputation. He is a gentle, kind, and talkative person.

She mustered up the courage, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and begged him as she shed tears: "I...I have a fiance, and we are about to get married."

The voice of speaking was crying.

The expression on the man's face did not change after listening, "Yeah."

A word, the same indifference as his temperament.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, squeezing her chin with his cold fingers, and his voice was chilly, not as gentle as the outside world, he asked blankly, "I heard you want to go out this afternoon?"

Mingzhu stopped crying, her wet eyes resembling a frightened deer.

The corners of the man’s lips raised, he sneered, looked at her scared eyes, and gently wiped the teardrops from her cheeks with his fingers, "Your fiance will be attending Chunwei next year."

The voice was very warm, but she was overwhelmed with breath.

The man slowly cleaned her face, and the cold voice continued to fall in her ears: "And your father, and your maidservant."

No matter how stupid Mingzhu was, he seemed to be threatening himself.

The man released his finger, and there were no accidents leaving two red marks on the woman’s delicate skin. He lowered his eyes and looked at her coldly. He couldn't hear any emotions in the words. The arrester was imprisoned as a fugitive and suffered a torture, and survived no more than three days."

Her body and Lu Yin had been pinched by him a long time ago.

"There are so many ways to punish the prisoners of unknown origin in the sky cell. Pull out the tongue and burn the eyeballs. Remove the leg bones and burn them. How much do you think you can bear?"

Mingzhu would not cry if she cried. Her wet tears hung on her eyelashes, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The man's hand gently stroked her thin back, his cool fingers pinched the back of her neck, his dark eyes stared at her, and he asked softly, "Did you think about it? Do you want to run?"

Mingzhu shook his head with tears.

The man nodded in satisfaction, "Well, rest."

He put out the candle, pulled his fingers lightly, and untied the ribbon around his waist. When he approached her, he paused and said, "As long as you are obedient, I won't embarrass you. Don't be afraid."

In the dark, Mingzhu bit her lip and said nothing.

The man's fingers were biting to the bone, and he pinched her slender waist, his sharp teeth bit her soft earlobe, "Will you serve others?"

Her body shivered and shivered.

She will not, she will only cry.

The man patted her trembling body, kissed her eyes again, and sucked off the light from the end of her eyes. He said in her ear: "I don't want to learn, I have to serve me in the future, you know?"

Mingzhu thought that Zhao Shi loved her.

In other words, I like her.

Otherwise, she would not be forced to break up her marriage and lock her in the Prince's Mansion.

At the beginning of her last life, she had no feelings for him, but in later days, she couldn't help but be moved by him.

Except for the offspring, he treated her very well and never made her feel wronged.

Women who fall in love are fools.

Zhao Zhi is cold and taciturn, and doesn't like her to show her face. She listened to him and stayed obediently in the backyard and didn't go anywhere.

When he was on his birthday, she secretly embroidered his purse to make clothes, and the needle pierced her fingertips without saying a word of pain. But the purse she gave was never worn by him.

Mingzhu quietly went to the small kitchen to cook him a bowl of longevity noodles, dozed off and waited all night, but did not wait for him to come back. I heard that she was resting in the palace, and when she came back early the next morning, when she smelled the powdery smell on his body, her tears fell inexplicably.

Mingzhu hugged him with tears, and suddenly said, "I want a child."

She likes him so much, and so lonely, she wants to have a child with him, if she is a daughter, it would be great.

Zhao Shi was silent for a while, and said, "Your current body is not suitable for having children."

Although the words were nice, Mingzhu knew what he meant, and he didn't think she was worthy.

Soon after, Zhao Shi was about to get married, and thousands of people chose the candidates for the crown princess, set a good day for auspicious days, and announced to the world.

Mingzhu felt uncomfortable for a while, her eyes were red, and she slept a long time before she figured out many things.

Zhao Shi attaches great importance to etiquette and always feels that her status is low. Of course, she herself didn't want to.

So before Zhao Zhicheng kissed her, Mingzhu decided to ask him to let her go.

Mingzhu intends to go to Jiangnan, where her mother's hometown is. She does a small business and lives in peace.

Who knew that her mouth hadn't been opened yet, and the mother brought a pot of wine to her, "Girl, this is what the prince meant."

Mingzhu looked at the glass of wine and couldn't believe it, "What do you mean?"

"The prince concubine can't tolerate you. The prince asked the old slave to come and deal with it."

Mingzhu refused to drink, tears filled her eyes, "I want to see him."

The mother sneered: "The prince knew that you would be entangled, so he would let the old slave come over."

Mingzhu's heart seemed to be torn in half and thrown into the pan. His face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, but he opened his mouth and lost the ability to speak.

Seeing her reluctance, the mothers took her arms, broke her chin roughly, fed the wine into her mouth, and forced her to swallow it.

"A bed-warming thing, do you really take yourself seriously? You don't know how to promote it. This is an order from the prince himself. You are alive to embarrass the future prince. You think you are important or the prince's concubine. Face is important? A joke."

Mingzhu knelt on the ground, crying and coughing. It didn't take long for the medicine to take effect. Dark blood slowly flowed out of the corner of her mouth, and her stomach was painful as if it had been stirred.

pain.

It hurts too much.

He said that he loved her so softly, it turned out to be fake.

Her abdomen seemed to be entered and exited with knives, her body was covered with knives, and the blood was bleeding all over the floor.

The unforgettable pain, like being dug out of the heart with bare hands, Mingzhu still doesn't want to think about it.

Before Mingzhu died, he never expected that God would give her a chance to live again.

Unfortunately, she had already entered the Prince's Mansion at this time, almost a year ago.

Mingzhu felt that she was really too stupid in her last life, and she fell in love with him stupidly, thinking that she was Zhao Shi and also liked her.

The fact? She is nothing more than a toy used by Zhao Shiyang to relieve his desires in the backyard.

Mingzhu came back to his senses silently, and felt particularly uncomfortable thinking about those things.

She asked the maid to bring lunch and ate two bites of porridge with her head down.

Mingzhu had eaten lunch and was not feeling well, so she lay to rest on the soft collapse by the window.

Biying suddenly came in from outside to report the news, her brows were pleasantly surprised, "Ms. Pearl, the prince has just been brought to talk, and she will rest in Wangyue Pavilion tonight."