After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

The room was quiet and terrible, and two dim rays of sunlight saw behind him, adding a sense of depression.

Mingzhu wakes up and her head still hurts. She slowly sits up from the bed, her long black hair spreading lazily, her face is slightly pale, and she feels a little frightened inexplicably.

She swallowed her throat, her throat tingling a bit when she spoke, "Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

Zhao Shi’s fingers were on the edge of the table, and there seemed to be a few yellowed sheets of paper pressed under his fingers. His face looked very calm, "I saw something interesting."

Mingzhu sat up and put on her shoes, walked slowly to him, and saw the letter paper pressed under his fingers, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she almost grabbed it back, her fingers clenched tightly. The heart sank gradually.

Zhao Zhi raised his eyes to look at Mingzhu, and blankly squeezed the letter paper, handed it to her, and asked, "Is it literate?"

Mingzhu was silent.

Zhao Zhi said flatly: "Read it to me."

Mingzhu didn't even dare to reach out to pick up the letter paper he handed over. No one knew the content of these letters better than her. The young girl who was in love with her first love poems could soothe half of her teeth when she was mixing oil in her honey.

She also knew that Zhao Shi was very disgusted with her contact with other men, and the eyes that this man sometimes placed on her made her breathless.

It seems gentle, but in fact moisturizing and occupying all of her silently.

To listen to him, it is best to follow his will in everything.

Zhao Shi stood up, patted the letter paper on the table, and his voice was as heavy as a bolt of thunder. He squeezed her chin and tightened a bit, but he didn't hurt her, his pitch-black eyes fixedly looked at her, "Come on, read it to me."

Quiet for a while. Outside the door, an attendant reminded in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, it's almost the time to go up."

Zhao Shi said coldly and sternly, "Go away."

The attendant standing outside the door was also taken aback, but he had never heard such a serious word from his gentlemanly Prince.

He courageously said again: "Your Highness, it will be too late if you don't leave."

Zhao Shi's voice was a few degrees colder than before.

The attendant shuddered and dared not say anything.

Mingzhu was so nervous that he didn't dare to move, his jaw hurt a bit, her eyes were slightly rippling, and her nose was red. She tightened her sleeves and took a breath. Then she closed her eyes and asked, "His Royal Highness really wants to listen to me. ?"

Zhao Shi smiled coldly.

Mingzhu feels so wronged, he has taken care of her without authorization, and now has a temper at her. Why? She shattered, "Please let go of me first, your lord, I will read it to you."

Read word by word.

Zhao Shi loosened her finger bones, Mingzhu coughed twice, and picked up the letter on the desk. Some of them were written by her to Wei Chiyu, and some were written by Wei Chiyu.

She didn't read many books, didn't know how to write poems, and wrote very popular and bold love words. At that time, there was nothing more than wishing to be sweet and sweet with him for a long time.

At that time, she wanted to marry a good husband. She didn't have to have a good family background, and she didn't have to have a lot of money. As long as she was motivated, liked her, and was willing to treat her well, it was enough. So the letters are all true.

Mingzhu hadn't read these letters for a long time, and she was in a daze. After regaining her senses, she said in a low voice: "Wei Lang's pros, the affection is endless. I received the letter yesterday, full of joy. I haven't seen it for a day, like three autumns, I just hope to be able to Stay together with Wei Lang as soon as possible and never separate."

Every time she said a word, the expression on Zhao Shi's face became cold.

Mingzhu read these letters again, her eyes swelling, and her heart still feels a little uncomfortable. She went on to read the next one, "Wei Lang, I haven't seen you for half a month, don't come here unharmed? The mistress has promised to be my betrothed to you, I only look forward to the long flow of water with you."

Zhao Shi pressed her wrist, as if finally unable to listen, "Don't read it."

Mingzhu felt that after she finished reading the letter, Zhao Shi's anger not only disappeared, but gradually grew.

There is no extra expression on the man's face, his tall figure is shrouded in front of her, the pressure is low.

Without a word, Zhao Shi picked up the old letters on the table and threw them into the brazier.

The moment the paper hit the flame, it flew out.

It's too late for Mingzhu to grab it.

Zhao Shi saw her leaping forward, grabbed her arm fiercely, dragged her into his arms vigorously, looked down at her, and took a bite in the corner of her mouth. It was easier to feel the smell of blood after the skin was broken. His voice was extremely cold, "Reluctant?"

Mingzhu's face was flushed with anger, and there was a pitiful thin red at the end of her eyes, with some water faintly shining.

Zhao Shi saw her crying without crying, and was so angry that he held back the pressure. At this moment, he also lost the calmness and reason that he was usually proud of. "Do you still want to be the lady servant?"

Mingzhu clenched her teeth and did not speak, as if her eyes were glaring at him.

Zhao Shi had never seen her look like a kitten exploded. When she mentioned Wei Chiyu, she couldn't sit still, she had a temper tantrum, and his teeth tickled with hatred.

"Do you think he will marry you?" Zhao Zhi sneered at her mouth, as if she was mocking her for idiotic dreams.

The indifference in Zhao Shi's eyes really hurts the self-esteem that Pearl is almost dying. This look is not so indifferent, but more like mockery, disdain, and despise, treating her as a lowly plaything and wantonly insulting.

In fact, since she was taken captive by Zhao Zhi to his bed, she had no self-esteem, so she tried to avoid thinking about the rumors in the mundane world. But her heart is not made of gold, and she still feels ashamed and sad.

Pearl burst into tears.

Zhao Shi didn't feel soft when he saw her crying this time, and said clearly and clearly: "He won't."

"Don't think that you can return to him."

Mingzhu wiped the corners of her eyes and spoke with a strong nasal voice. She lowered her head and said softly: "If it weren't for you, I would have married him a long time ago."

She doesn't have to be a shameful outside room for him, she doesn't need to be poked on the backbone and scolded by her sisters at home, she won't become a scheming concubine who seduces the prince in the eyes of others and clings to power.

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It was bright, and Biying set up all the windows in the house to let fresh air into the house.

Girl Mingzhu sat motionless on the edge of the bed, the tears on her face were still clearly visible, her eyes seemed to be looking at the charcoal brazier.

Biying cautiously walked over and asked, "Girl, do you still feel cold?"

Why keep staring at the carbon fire?

Mingzhu shook her head, "I'm not cold."

She raised her eyes and said, "You help me get some water, I want to wash my face."

His face seemed to be still wet, and it was really uncomfortable. Zhao Shi was mad at her this morning. After she said that, she didn't say a word and her face was frosty. She thought he would be furious, but she just left with a blank face.

Mingzhu regretted that she shouldn't pluck her hair on the tiger's head, but fortunately, she was in Ming's house. If she was in the Prince's Court, she couldn't tell what was going on this morning.

Biying quickly took a basin of warm water into the house, and Mingzhu wiped her face with a wet kerchief, and then she felt more comfortable after putting it on her eyes for a while.

She doesn't have much time, only these short ten days.

When it was time, I went back to the Prince's Courtyard, Mingzhu knew that there was almost no possibility of her escape without thinking about it.

People in Ming Palace would not stare at her all the time, let alone where she went.

Mingzhu deliberately broke Biying away. She said, "I want to eat Yangchun noodles. Go to the kitchen and stare at them and cook me a bowl of Yangchun noodles, no green onion or garlic."

"Yes."

As soon as Biying left, Mingzhu asked Arou to go out to the pawnshop.

It didn't stop early in the morning. Mingru asked her close maid to bring a pile of dirty clothes, and asked her to wash the clothes as before.

Mingzhu smiled angrily, is she a soft bun? Anyone can pinch.

She said: "Tell the eldest sister, I will not wash."

The maid seemed to have guessed that she would say this, so she brought Mingru's words as they were, "Miss Mingru is also for your own good, so that you won't get used to having a good life, and you will fall into the bottom again in the future. "

Although His Royal Highness came quietly last night, he left with a cold face this morning.

Miss Mingzhu must have offended His Royal Highness, her precarious favor, but now she is afraid that there is not much left.

Mingzhu doesn't hurt or itchy, "Thank you eldest sister for your kindness, she should first think about how to deal with the future princess."

Princess Xiangyang’s innocent romance is on the surface, but in reality it is as cruel and cruel as Zhao Shi. Before the princess married into the East Palace, she could not tolerate her who could not enter the door, and she might not be able to accommodate Mingru in the future.

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Mingzhu felt that Zhao Shi should be in love with Princess Xiangyang, and only in order to let the Princess marry him without complaint, she personally ordered the addition of her, a bed warmer.

The maid was speechless, leaving her dirty clothes and leaving dingy.

Biying, who came back from the kitchen, was really angry when she saw the pile of clothes, "They deceived people too much!"

What life did the Mingzhu girl have before? The persimmon is always soft and squeezed, and bullying is not painful for his father or mother.

Mingzhu said, "Don't be angry, just lose her clothes."

Biying lost her clothes viciously, "The prince is reluctant to ask you to do work, how dare they?"

When Mingzhu heard her mention Zhao Shi, the smile on the corner of her mouth slowly fell, and she couldn't make a smile.

She lowered her head to eat the noodles, and just put away the chopsticks after eating, Arou came back from the outside, frowning, her eyes a little bit resentful.

When Biying is not there, Mingzhu has time to ask her what's wrong?

Arou said: "The jewelry was not considered. The shopkeeper said that I looked like a maid who stole out of a big family. Who knows if the precious jewelry in my hand was stolen, so he won't take it."

Shopkeepers like human beings are more knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and you can know who they are at a glance.

Arou said, stomping her feet vigorously, "I almost quarreled with him, I was really annoyed."

Mingzhu told her to stay calm, but how could Arou not worry, she also wanted to take the lady out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, "Miss, what should I do now?"

Mingzhu frowned and thought about it, "Otherwise I will go there in person."

A Rou was a little worried: "It won't be discovered by people, right?"

Mingzhu sighed in her heart, she didn't know what to do, but when she went out disguised as a man, she shouldn't be recognized so easily.

So until the next day, Mingzhu found the men's clothing she used to wear from the cabinet and put it on, combed a man's hair bun, and looked from a distance to be a pretty weak scholar.

A Rou helped Mingzhu distract Biying, and then the two of them slipped out while the little servants guarding the back door were gambling and fighting for money.

All the jewellery that Mingzhu could sell for money were picked up and held tightly in his arms. When she walked to the door of the pawnshop, she looked around and hurried into the shop when there were few people.

The shopkeeper knew that she was not an ordinary person by looking at her brows and temperament, so he quickly poured tea and water to pick up the guests, "Girl, what are you going to be?"

Pearl: "..."

It was a failure of a woman to pretend to be a man.

She moistened her throat, "Go in and say."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, "Please."

Mingzhu put the Zhuchai jade bracelets wrapped in cloth on the table, "Look, how much are these worth?"

The shopkeeper's eye beads must be attached, and he carefully read the pile of things. After a long silence, he asked: "Girl, where did you get these things?"

"You don't have to worry about it, it was not stolen or snatched."

The shopkeeper stroked his beard with a very embarrassed expression. The pile of things in front of him are all treasures that are hard to find with a lantern. Many of them are treasures of the small country that are tribute, and can only be seen in the palace!

The expression in his eyes when he looked at Mingzhu changed. This girl has exquisite features and extraordinary temperament. She looks like a spoiled and spoiled young lady with delicate skin and tender flesh.

Mingzhu was impatient and said, "Can't you make a price? I'm leaving if you don't make a price."

"Slowly! Girl, don't worry."

"I am leaving."

"One thousand taels, I want them all."

Mingzhu doesn't know the goods and knows it's not worth the money, she shook her head: "No."

The shopkeeper took a step back: "How much do you want?"

The Pearl Lion opened his mouth and directly asked for five thousand taels. She was ready to be rejected, but she didn't know that the shopkeeper had agreed to it in one fell swoop, and she was immediately ready to deliver the money to her.

Mingzhu was in a trance and pinched the bank note.

The shopkeeper looked at her with a smile, "Girl, next time I have something good to send to me."

Mingzhu absent-mindedly replied with an ``um'', and hid the bank note close to her body. Before leaving, she dissatisfied: "Call me son!"

"Yes, yes, let's go slowly."

It is not easy for Mingzhu to come out. How many years has she not walked the street so freely? Can't remember.

On a whim, she wanted to go to the rouge gouache shop before she walked to the main street. From a distance, she saw a guard guarding the shop.

There was a figure she was familiar with inside.

Zhao Shi was dressed in a blue shirt, gentle and elegant, and his face was as bright and clean as the moon. There was a woman beside him. He was dressed in red, bright and charming, with a lot of extravagance between his brows, which was extremely arrogant.

When Zhao Shi turned his head to talk to her, her expression was gentler than Mingzhu had ever seen.

Mingzhu's world seemed to quiet down suddenly, and their shadows were reflected in her eyes.

The woman smiled brightly and cheerfully, and Mingzhu guessed that she should be Princess Xiangyang.

Mingzhu knew that Zhao Shi was so gentle when getting along with his future wife.