After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu took her daughter's hand and went out. It was getting dark and she didn't want to go back.

Mingzhu squatted down and said in a negotiating tone: "Xiaoman, my mother will take you to a restaurant for dinner, okay?"

The little girl is very cute, her voice is soft, and she is very well-behaved in front of her mother: "Okay."

Mingzhu found a well-known restaurant. Zhao Shi had taken her several times in the past, and the shopkeeper was already familiar with her, but he didn't dare to have any snubs.

The shopkeeper politely prepared a quiet and secluded private room: "Madam, you order first."

Mingzhu ordered a few light dishes, and after the shopkeeper went out, he repeatedly urged the people under him to take care of the distinguished guests in this room.

Xiao Man jumped off the chair and ran to the window with his little boots made of sheepskin. He reached the window sill with his toes, and his fleshy fingers tried to open the window.

But she riveted enough, still can't open it.

Xiao Man turned around and looked at her grievously.

Mingzhu couldn't help but walked over to help her open the window.

The little girl not only opens the window, but also climbs the window. Although the second floor is not high, some children will suffer if they accidentally fall down.

Mingzhu hugged her and asked her to lie down and look out.

Outside the window is the bustling street, except for the stalls, there is nothing to look at.

Xiao Man yawned, "Mother, I'm hungry."

Mingzhu fed her half a bowl of porridge. Xiaoman was a bit picky. He refused to eat any dishes he didn't like in the porridge.

She couldn't coax her, so she didn't force it, and the child would be sleepy when she was full.

Mingzhu glanced at the sky outside the window, she was already dizzy, she patted her daughter's little cheek: "Xiaoman, we are going back."

The little girl's hands were soft, holding her mother's hand firmly.

Mingzhu didn't expect that she would meet Mingru here. It seemed like an accident, but it didn't seem to be that simple.

Mingru seemed to have expected her when she saw her. She has lost a lot of weight, and her glamorous facial features are a little sharper. She said, "Sister Mingzhu."

Mingru glanced over the little girl next to her, her eyes cold.

Why is Mingzhu, a person who is inferior to him in every way, could marry the prince as he wished and gave birth to a child.

What about her? Don't talk about being divorced.

Now her husband has lost her face again, and Madam Hou is also mean to each other, blaming her for not having a child.

Mingru was able to stretch and bend, and smiled at her: "Why does my sister ignore people?"

Mingzhu especially doesn't like watching Mingru smile at herself. Every time she smiles to her, she never feels at ease: "Are you okay?"

Mingru waited for her downstairs for a long time. Of course, this couldn't be a coincidence, but a chance she found deliberately. She said, "I know my mother went to you to beg."

She was talking about Mrs. Hou.

Mingzhu didn't say a word, and stood there quietly, waiting for her next words.

"I originally planned to come to you and talk to me and help my husband." Mingru was telling a lie, and she knew from the beginning to the end that Mingzhu couldn't help her at all. She couldn't take her own humiliation, and lay down her dignity to beg her.

So she did not hesitate to kill the witness.

There is no evidence of death. If there is no evidence, what can Dali Temple do? People have to be released if they are closed for enough days.

Mingru was comfortable, and continued to say with a high-sounding voice: "But I don't want my sister to be embarrassed, so I won't talk about it."

Mingzhu pursed her lips: "So you are here to tell me this?"

"Of course not." Mingru's smile couldn't point out the problem. She said: "I want to invite my sister to have a drink. I hope you don't care about me because of my narrow-mindedness."

Mingzhu didn't believe it very much, so she sullenly said, "No."

Who knows if there is anything in the tea?

Mingru seemed to have expected her to be so defensive. She said, "I just drink."

In the private room, a pot of freshly warmed wine was placed at Mingru's table. She picked up the glass in front of her and drank it with her head up. "The past grievances have been wiped out."

Mingzhu always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't find her thoughts, she frowned: "You are so doing it yourself."

Mingru stood on the spot with her back straight and looked at her quietly, then she was sent out through another door, the corners of her lips were slowly curled, and the expression in her eyes completely changed.

As soon as Mingzhu walked out, someone covered her mouth and nose with a sweat towel. The person pinched her neck from behind until the person in her arms stopped struggling, and then slowly loosened the sweat towel.

The old man who appeared out of nowhere waved his hand: "Drag people in."

The old man pulled a flowery little maid: "Are you sure she is □□?"

The little maid was terribly scared, and her head was like a garlic: "Yes, this little girl is her daughter."

The old man nodded in satisfaction. He likes to play with other people's wives. Huang Hua's eldest daughter has no interest in playing. It's really worth going out today, let him meet such a beautiful god.

Not only has the stunning beauty, but the figure can also kill people.

The old man had just given her child down. He looked at the child very unpleasantly and waved his hand irritably: "Throw it to another room and don't allow her to ruin my good deeds."

The old man did a lot of evil, leaning against the big tree to enjoy the cold, secretly I don't know how much he has defiled.

He also had a big luck today, and the beautiful little maid he caught took the initiative to give him a more beautiful woman.

However, before the old man committed evil, he repeatedly asked the woman's family background, and he was completely relieved when he heard that her husband was an ordinary merchant.

Everyone is bullying and fearful of hardships, and he will not touch people with great family backgrounds.

After finishing the work, the maid surreptitiously returned to the private room and resumed her life.

Mingru finished drinking a pot of tea and asked, "Is the person fainted?"

The maid nodded: "Well, it's already in the house."

Mingru put down the cup and said, "It's not early, we should go back."

She knows that she is horny, and she only touches women with a family. She has a variety of methods, and she will pass it in his hands. Even if she wakes up and is still alive, she will kill herself in shame.

It's also a shame that His Royal Highness likes Jinwu Zangjiao, and there are not many people who know Mingzhu.

□ □ This lascivious person has never had a chance to meet her.

Mingru was just adding to the flames tonight, she didn't have any blood on her hands.

Her sister, who is not cruel, cannot survive this kind of humiliation.

Doesn't His Royal Highness like the pure and innocent side of Pearl? When she ruined her innocence, she would have to see if His Royal Highness would still have the same affection for Mingzhu.

Mingru became more excited as he thought about it, and couldn't wait to see the scene of Mingzhu hanging himself in shame and ruin.

This way of death, her daughter will also be pointed out.

Mingru stepped out of the room and was stopped by someone: "Madam, where is the prince?"

Mingru knew that Mingzhu must have brought someone when she went out. She held her mind and did not reveal any flaws, pretending to be surprised: "Didn't she go back already?"

The guard held the knife in his hand and frowned.

Mingru opened her mouth: "Have you not seen anyone? But she really has already left. She won't sneak away again, will she?"

The guard had a solemn expression, pushed her shoulders away, kicked the door behind her, and went in and glanced around. The vacuum was empty and there was no one.

Mingru hid the sharp hostility between her eyebrows. She said, "Sister Mingzhu has ran a few times, otherwise you should go to the tower to chase after it, but you won't be able to catch it when it's too late."

The guard looked at her coldly, and did not completely believe her. He said to the people behind him: "Go back and report to the prince."

Mingru didn't rush, but when His Royal Highness rushed over, the day lily was cold.

She made a very worried expression, she looked decent, her acting was outstanding: "I also brought a guard with me when I went out today, and I asked them to come and help you find someone."

"No need."

The guard drew his sword and searched the rooms one by one.

Ming Ru left the restaurant slowly, got into the carriage, leaned on the pillow tiredly, rubbed her eyebrows with her fingers, and after a while, opened her eyes again, and said, "Tell the story of the lost princess, add more energy and jealousy. ."

She wants everyone in the world to know that Mingzhu is a **** with a red apricot coming out of the wall.

Mingzhu's head was dizzy and her headache was splitting. She tried to lift her eyelids, but she couldn't open them several times. In the vague consciousness, it seemed that someone was taking off her clothes.

She seemed to be in the fire, and her sweat was about to overwhelm her.

Mingzhu raised her eyes with difficulty, her dim vision, almost unable to see the picture in front of her.

A greasy and frivolous voice rang above her head.

"Little beauty, you are awake."

Mingzhu found that her limbs were so soft that she could hardly move. She gradually saw the man in front of her. He looked greasy and smiled wretchedly, as if he had been hollowed out.

His hand stretched out towards her maliciously.

Mingzhu's face turned pale, and soon she calmed down from panic. She asked, "Do you know who I am?"

□□ smiled and said: "You are my darling, don't be afraid, the Lord will hurt you right away."

Mingzhu squeezed a cold sweat, she didn't dare to use the prince to bluff him for a while, for fear that he would kill him without stopping.

She drew back with only the remaining strength: "Where is the little girl I brought? What have you done to her?"

"You mean your daughter? Don't worry, she just fell asleep. I'll let you go until tomorrow morning."

"I advise you to let me go now."

No one is willing to let go of the duck that reaches its mouth.

□ □ Too lazy to grind with her, he pulled off his belt and approached her.

Mingzhu really has the desire to die, and he has never been so sick of a man.

She couldn't retreat and was dragged by his wrist.

Mingzhu bit her gums, and when she thought she was no longer struggling, she suddenly stretched out her finger and poked his eyeball forcefully.

The man was in pain, and his complexion was grim. The backhand is a slap in the face.

Fortunately, Mingzhu hid quickly, otherwise he would have to be beaten and bleed.

"Shame on your face! I have to take care of you tonight!"

He is like an angry beast with blue faces and fangs.

Mingzhu closed her eyes in despair.

Loud bang.

The door was kicked from outside.