After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

□□ has been hollowed out by □□, he was kicked and rolled off the bed. He couldn't help but rolled around twice and knocked out a big bag on his head.

He has enjoyed the blessing for half his life, and he has never experienced such suffering.

He clutched his head, got up from the ground, panting heavily, furiously, and said furiously: "Who! Who dares to spoil this young master's good deeds!"

He was poked in his eyes just now, and it was enough to annoy him! It was a disappointment to be kicked again at a critical juncture!

□ □ I didn't even know that I was in great trouble, so I raised my eyes to a man of great appearance, in brocade and black clothes, with murderous intent.

He was stunned by the man's aura for a while, his speech was not so sharp, his arrogant arrogance was instantly shortened by half, his eyes rolled around twice, and the servant he had brought was nowhere to be found.

□ □ Days and nights spent drinking and drinking, and there was no chance to cling to His Royal Highness, and he didn't recognize his face.

But seeing him Longzhangfengzi, his bearing is brilliant. It should not be an unknown person.

□□ The tone weakened: "Who are you!? I advise you not to harm my good deeds."

Zhao Shi swept the person coldly, and kicked the person out of the room directly with a kick, and climbed up to his feet. Only then did he discover that a murderous Jin Yiwei appeared outside the door, and he swallowed. He swallowed, and was pressed up just when he wanted to run.

Zhao Shi has no time to settle accounts with □□. Mingzhu's hands are tied with hemp rope, and the tender meat on his wrists has been scratched by the rough rope.

□□ In order to add to the fun, I lighted incense in the house.

Mingzhu couldn't stand the heat, she couldn't help but bit her lip, staying awake by the meager pain, she seemed to be in the water, tremblingly raising her eyelashes stained with water droplets, and seeing the familiar face of the man , The clenched tooth shell slowly loosened, and the tight string in his head was able to breathe.

Zhao Shi untied the twine from her wrist and hugged the person up in her waist.

She seemed to have found her support, clutching his cuffs and crying all the time, tearfully saying that she was uncomfortable.

Zhao Shi hurriedly took her out of this room, and then walked out of the room. She was **** with five flowers and realized that she had touched someone she couldn’t touch. She was stunned by her before, but now the knife rests on her neck and regrets it. .

He can stretch and shrink, be an uncle, and be a grandson.

Tears and nose begged for mercy.

Zhao Shi felt sick at a glance, and his voice was cold and harsh: "Go away!"

□□ I was so scared that I didn't dare to move anymore.

Zhao Shi carried the person into the carriage and wiped the sweat off her face with a kerchief. The temperature in her hands was terrifying. Maybe she knew that she had reached a safe place, and she irritably pulled off the belt and skirt around her waist. It fits loosely on the body, and the skirt is messy.

The jewels on the bun jingle.

Zhao Shi lifted his hand to untie the Zhuchai on her head, and put it aside. The woman's long hair spread out like ink, and the slender snow-white swan neck was raised in a beautiful arc, and the tail of her eyes was wet and ecstatic. Pity,

No matter how uncomfortable she is, she still remembers her daughter, pulling at his cuff and shook: "Where is Xiaoman?"

Zhao Shi tied her hair up and said softly: "People have been taken back and settled down."

"Is she okay?"

"It's okay."

Mingzhu let go of her heart, she was still very uncomfortable, and she didn't want to talk at all.

Feeling uncomfortable and particularly ashamed, she didn't want to show such a side in front of Zhao Shi.

It's a pity that the tide is coming in and it's really hard to resist.

Mingzhu sat on him in a broken jar and couldn't help but press his cheek against his neck. He was cold and comfortable.

Zhao Shi restrained her: "It hasn't arrived yet."

Mingzhu pushed him down and stared at him with round black eyes. She seemed very upset: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Shi: "..."

Mingzhu's temper is a little bigger than he is used to, especially in front of him if he turns his face, he is very willful, so he can do whatever he wants. Although her consciousness is not very clear, she has a good memory. She poked his shoulder with her finger and reminded him: "Don't forget. Last time you were calculated by someone, I helped you."

She obviously didn't drink, but Zhao Shi felt that she was drunk when she said this.

It smells faintly scented.

Zhao Shi held her finger and answered her solemnly: "Well, I remember."

Mingzhu's rosy cheeks were very hot to the touch, and she nodded: "Just remember."

She had never felt so uncomfortable before. She rubbed her legs uncontrollably, and looked at the person in front of her with an inexplicable appetite, because Zhao Shi really had a beautiful and edible face, her skin was fair and delicate, and she had a faint sandalwood on her body. fragrant.

She was a little annoyed: "Don't hold the air."

"I do not have."

It's just that in the carriage, many things are not very convenient. He was afraid that she would regret this paragraph when she wakes up tomorrow.

Mingzhu believes that he is trying to catch him. This person seems to like himself very much, but now he starts to pretend.

The hotter the Mingzhu became, the more irritable she was. She sat on him with a fierce face, with her hands on his chest, her expression impatient: "Can you be decisive?"

She seemed to be even more angry when she said that.

Mingzhu released her hand and tried to climb down from him, Zhao Shi put her hand on her waist, "Where to go?"

Mingzhu said seriously: "If you don't want to, I will find someone else."

She doesn't look bad, and it's not difficult to find someone to sleep with her. If that person is unwilling, she can pay for it.

Zhao Shi laughed angrily when he heard this, and said casually, "Who do you want to find?"

The little clothes she wore in Mingzhu was so wet that she could almost squeeze out the water. She frowned and thought about it, "It should look good."

She is not unacceptable, she wants to be young and looks good.

Zhao Shi couldn't really be angry with her, otherwise she would have died of anger, he asked: "Am I good-looking?"

Mingzhu nodded.

Zhao Shi said, "Then I will."

Mingzhu didn't want him, she couldn't push him away, and she had nowhere to vent her shameful desires, so she had to bite **** his neck: "I'm not too difficult for others."

She was almost crying, "Don't delay my time."

Zhao Shi sighed and said meaningfully, "You must not blame me tomorrow morning."

There was not much movement in the carriage, and Zhao Shi asked her to bite his finger and press down.

...

It was a mess in the carriage, and the smell was extremely heavy. After the sound ceased, Zhao Shimian did not change his face and told the people outside: "Go back."

Mingzhu woke up in a period of fatigue the next day, absent-mindedly while dressing and washing, slowly remembering what she said to Zhao Shi last night, and wished to find a hole to get in.

The maid saw her face lost and asked: "What's the matter with the girl?"

Mingzhu asked, "When did I come back last night?"

"Hai Shi, His Royal Highness brought you back."

"I see."

Mingzhu pushed all of this to that distraught sandalwood, otherwise she would never have **** with Zhao Shi on the carriage in her life.

What happened last night seemed to be an accident, but it was too coincidental.

Maybe Mingru intentionally harmed her, but it is a pity that she can't show evidence right now, otherwise she would definitely go to Mingru to settle the account.

...

□□ I didn't fall asleep this night, and I was thrown in front of His Royal Highness, shaken into a sieve, and honestly explained what happened last night in an attempt to save my life.

He only figured it out last night, and he was calculated by others!

At first, he didn't notice the princess, it was the dead maid who showed him intentionally or unintentionally, that made him make a big mistake.

"His Royal Highness, I was also victimized by a treacherous man!"

After saying this, he was dragged down by someone covering his mouth.

Zhao Shi said coldly: "Kill it."

Wei Liu: "Yes."

When Mingzhu came to see Zhao Shi, he had already cleaned up the matter.

She tried to get rid of the unbearable memory of last night, pretending to be calm, and said to Zhao Shi: "How did you find me last night?"

"Why don't you speak?" Mingzhu remembered that the man had nausea from his stomach last night.

Zhao Shi said, "There are not many rooms in the backyard."

Mingzhu said, "Where is that man?"

Zhao Zhi told her: "It should be dead now."

Mingzhu looked down at his fingers. There were obvious tooth marks on each of his beautiful thin fingers. None of the ten fingers were good.

These are all traces from the bite of Pearl last night.

She still remembered Zhao Shi asking her again and again last night whether she liked him or not?

She said she didn't like it.

Zhao Shi stopped and looked at her eyes quietly, not willing to help her anymore.

Mingzhu was angry and helpless, and finally exasperated and said: "I still like your face reluctantly."

In this way, Zhao Shi seemed to be a little more peaceful.

With so many things happening between the two of them, why does Zhao Shi always ask her if she likes him?

Is her mind so important to him? Mingzhu didn't dare to be affectionate.

Mingzhu is not good at lying, and most of what she says is the truth. When Zhao Shi appeared last night, she did feel... I knew he would come.

"Why didn't your finger apply the medicine?"

"you help me."

"I'm not a doctor." Mingzhu said again: "Forget it, I'll do it."

After all, it was the wound she bit out.

Zhao Shi’s study room kept all kinds of medicines all year round. When Ming Zhu applied the medicine to him, she looked attentive and moved very carefully. She gently applied the medicine on it: “There should be no scars in a few days, right? ."

She didn't realize that she had bitten so hard last night, and the wound was so deep.

The blood clotted into a scab, painful and itchy.

Zhao Shi didn't care: "It's okay."

Mingzhu said: "It doesn't look good if you leave a scar."

His hands are very beautiful, thin and white, with thin and long knuckles and distinct finger bones. It would be a pity if it was because of these small holes.

Zhao Shi tilted his head to look at her profile, and suddenly said, "It's a bit itchy."

Mingzhu felt a little guilty in her heart, her mouth was hard and she couldn't say good things to coax people, she said: "After a few days, the scab will be cured, and it will not be itchy after tearing it off."

Of course Zhao Shi understands such simple common sense. He nodded slightly to her and said in a low voice, "You help me blow it first."