After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu's heart squeezed for a while, her red and acidic eye sockets were slightly moist. She gritted her teeth silently, her lips and teeth trembled, and she couldn't say anything for a long while. She was not good at lying to people at first, and she was reluctant to lie in front of Zhao Shi, and she couldn't really tell Wei Chiyu a word of lie.

Mingzhu, who was in the early days of love, had a vague fondness for Wei Chiyu, and felt that this brother was very good-looking, had a good heart, and worked hard. She was not uncomfortable to get along with him, on the contrary, she was happy. But even at that time, Mingzhu more often regarded Wei Chiyu as a savior to escape from the Ming family, and wanted to get out of the days when he was being bullied by the elder sister of the Ming family by marrying.

So at that time, Mingzhu's feelings for Wei Chiyu were not pure, and now they are ashamed of him.

Mingzhu was silent for a long time, Wei Chiyu waited patiently and looked at her quietly without urging her.

Mingzhu raised her head, and tolerated the moist waves in her eye sockets. In fact, in her previous life, before Zhao Shi gave her poisonous wine, she knew that she had fallen in love with Zhao Shi. After years of getting along, the meticulous details, those good, those tender, those seemingly genuine likes, made her emotional.

Although she has only now figured out that she is good to a person, but she doesn't necessarily like it much.

Mingzhu's nails plunged deeply into the soft flesh of her palm, and she pinched out a few nail prints. Only when she felt painful could she nod her head inwardly.

She could shake her head, or use Wei Chi to take her away, but Mingzhu didn't want to be so selfish to inflict him on him.

Her life has been like this. Wei Chiyu still has a good career career, and he will rise to the top in the court in the future.

Mingzhu’s purse contained the jade bracelet he once gave her. She took out the jade bracelet, "I will return this bracelet to you."

Wei Chiyu took a few steps forward, and the patter of rain water came to his shoulder from the corner of the eaves. He stepped on the rain and walked in front of her, "It is yours for you."

"I can't ask for it."

"You give it back to me, and I will only smash the bracelet."

"This is what your mother left for you..."

"Not for me, but for you."

Wei Chiyu couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen her so well. When the Ming family came to divorce, he had just returned from buying chestnut cakes, holding the hot chestnut cakes, and was going to deliver them to her through the back door. But he was still on the way back, and the young man at home hurriedly found him and said that the Ming family was going to divorce.

The chestnut cake he was holding fell on the ground, and even if he drove back as fast as he could, it was too late.

The Ming family's attitude is extremely tough, "We Ming family will return the bride price to you twice. You have never had this marriage."

Wei Chi Yuhong reasoned with them, "I really want to marry Zhuzhu, and I will never let her down. If your Ming family wants to divorce, please give me a persuasive reason, or forgive me Wei. Can not accept."

"There is no reason. If you don't retreat this marriage, you have to retreat."

After that day, Wei Chiyu never saw his beads again.

This year and a half, Wei Chiyu could always hear her crying to herself in her dreams. She was wearing a beautiful dress that she dared not wear at home. Her eyes were redder than rabbits, and her face was full of tears. He asked why he didn't bring them. She's going?

When Wei Chiyu wakes up from such a dream, his pillow is always wet.

He took a deep breath, his chest stuffy and painful, endured and endured, he finally just said: "Zhuzhu, take care of yourself."

"Um."

Mingzhu saw Wei Chi more than one side, but felt uncomfortable. She returned to the house in a daze, not even knowing what the skirt was wet afterwards by the rain. Seeing her desperate look, Biying asked in a low voice: "Girl, what's the matter with you?"

Mingzhu recovered, "It's okay."

"Girl, the maidservant is going to get you a new set of clothes, it's all wet."

Mingzhu changed her jacket and skirt again, so Biying still felt uneasy. She stuffed a kettle into her hand and brought her freshly cooked **** soup to warm her body.

Mingzhu couldn't drink **** soup, she felt a little vomiting after smelling the pungent odor, Biying persuaded her bitterly: "Girl, you should drink **** soup. If you catch a cold, your Royal Highness will be unhappy."

At that time, the girl must have a little conflict with His Royal Highness.

Biying, the maid, knew that His Royal Highness likes to be obedient, and a little bit past the boundary, the coldness and alienation of His Highness can make people scared.

Mingzhu was a little irritable, and said nonchalantly, "He is not happy when he is not happy."

Biying thought she had heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

Mingzhu raised her face, repeating clearly: "I said he was not happy and not happy, it's my business."

Seeing the girl Mingzhu's face full of boredom, Biying didn't talk to persuade her to drink **** soup again, fearing that it would be counterproductive, but silently added a few more fragrant wood charcoals to the stove to make the house warmer.

After that day, Zhao Shi never came to Ming Palace again. As New Year's Eve was approaching, he was busy all day and couldn't spare time to see her.

The affairs in the palace were so many and complicated, the people underneath were not able to do things well. His Royal Highness, who had always treated people kindly, made fire for three days in a row. He condemned many ministers, broke down, and dismissed his position as ministers.

Many people have been dismissed. Mingzhu's third uncle is also among them. Ming Sanye has been greedy for money for so many years in his idle position. He was used to living a good life. Once he fell off the horse, he was very surprised and felt that all his colleagues were watching his jokes, which made him very angry.

On the thirtieth day of the new year, Zhao Zhi finally got free, went to the palace to have lunch with his mother, and was called by his grandmother.

"It's the first time for your cousin to celebrate the Chinese New Year in Beijing. No matter how busy you are, you can't neglect her."

These two children, with talents and good looks, are of good character. Standing together is a good match. And this marriage, Zhao Shi also nodded in response. After the New Year, the imperial decree for the marriage will be sent to the city of Xiangyang, and the two children will be married next autumn at the latest. It must not be long before she can hold her little great-grandson.

Zhao Shi frowned slightly, "Grandson understands."

"I am getting older and want to rest. You two will sit in my temple and have a chat."

Sheng Ling missed her prince’s brother for a few days and missed it so much. She grew up with her father and brother in the city of Xiangyang since she was young. Play chess with Ling'er?"

Zhao Shi faintly replied: "You can't get under me."

Sheng Ling smiled slightly, "I haven't beaten it yet, how did you know that I must not be able to beat you?"

Zhao Shi’s chess skills were practiced with the Taifu since he was a child, and Fangyan has few people in the capital who can match him. He still said, "No need to compare, I know too."

Sheng Ling had to pester him to play chess today. He couldn't help but set the chess table, grabbed his arm, and pressed him on the chair, "You use a black one, and I use a white one."

Sheng Ling didn't really want to play chess with him, but just wanted to take this opportunity to talk to him more. Her mind was not on the chess game at all, and she was almost dumbfounded when she looked at his profile.

Zhao Shi is the best-looking man she has ever seen. The brows and eyes portrayed the cold, alienated and indifferent temperament, which made her difficult to extricate herself.

Sheng Ling quickly lost the chess game, but she didn't care about winning or losing. With her hands on her chin, her **** round eyes looked straight at Zhao Zhi, "Prince brother, you know."

Zhao Shi sat to clean up the mess, expressionless: "What?"

Sheng Ling spoke directly: "The marriage between us."

Zhao Shi said neither salty nor indifferent: "Yeah."

Sheng Ling looked at him expectantly, her heart beating extremely fast, she rarely blushed, and asked in a low voice: "Prince brother, do you like me a little bit?"

She knew that if he refused to nod in this marriage, no one could force him.

It was he who voluntarily wanted to marry her as a concubine, which also means that he has a good impression of her.

Zhao Shi gently put down the white chess piece in his hand, he raised his face, his moodless eyes fixed on the girl's red face, he pursed his lips, and the words that he spit out did not have a hint of temperature. He said: "Gun host."

Sheng Ling said shyly: "Just call me Ling'er."

Zhao Shi did not intend to change his words. He continued: "I will marry you and you will marry me. It is a matter of peace of mind and effort for you and me."

The smile on the corner of Sheng Ling's mouth gradually stiffened, and his face turned pale, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Shi stood up and glanced at her lightly, "The princess should know that I need a suitable princess, it can be you or someone else."

If he is determined not to save face, then he really doesn't save anything, and Wen Tun's words can also make a person's face hurt. Zhao Shi said these words without malicious intent, and all followed the truth in his heart, "If the princess feels offended and is unwilling, I will tell my grandmother to cancel the marriage."

Sheng Ling's eyes were dark, she almost bit her tongue, "I'm not unwilling."

Zhao Shi hummed coldly, "I have work to do, so I'll leave first."

Sheng Ling suddenly turned around and stopped his back, "Do you... have someone you like?"

The man had already walked away and did not give her an answer.

After a few moments of silence, Sheng Ling suddenly pushed off the table in front of her. The chess pieces fell all over the floor. Her eyes were dripping with blood, and she was hit hard to accept. He treated her... Is there really no friendship at all? Do you just need a suitable concubine?

What is she? A princess who can use the disposal at will?

Sheng Ling couldn't laugh, she called her confidant in, "I remember that the prince's brother raised an outer room and helped me find out who the girl's name was."

Before that, Sheng Ling hadn't put that girl in his eyes at all. A shady outer room would never be seen.

Now she can't continue to think like this.

"Subordinates do it now."

Sheng Ling clenched his fists, the vicious and vicious expression in his eyes was daunting.

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Mingzhu didn't even know that she was in trouble again. For several days, she met Wei Chiyu at the small door in the backyard. Former Wei Chiyu always waited for her outside this small door. Time has changed and many things have changed.

During the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve, Mingzhu didn't go to the front hall when she got sick. The mistress sent someone to take the dinner to her room and told her to recover from her illness. She also asked her to bring her a small red envelope to save face.

Mingzhu didn't want to go to the front hall to eat New Year's Eve dinner for a simple reason. The stubborn children in Sanfang would play tricks on her, and would damage her clothes every year. Sometimes the hem of her skirt was cut, and sometimes Zhu Chai, who jumped up and pulled out her hair, watched her make a fool of herself. Ming Yuan would not let go of this good opportunity, and asked her to wash the dishes in the kitchen, and then deliberately locked her in the kitchen to prevent her from going to see the city gate and letting go of the fireworks.

Mingzhu is very squeamish now being raised, and she no longer wants to be played with by those bear children, and don't listen to them, and help them with rough work in vain.

Others celebrated the New Year with endless cheers and laughter.

Only the small courtyard of Mingzhu is quiet, and no other sounds can be heard.

Biying looked distressed, and was thinking of ways to invigorate the atmosphere in the room, Mingzhu suddenly stood up and picked up the red paper lantern that had just been made on the table, "I'll go out."

She ran so fast that Biying could hardly catch up with her. The wind lifted the hem of her skirt, and her clothes fluttered like a fairy who had fled away.

Mingzhu panting and ran to the back door, and across a door, she suddenly felt a little courageous. She raised her courage and slowly opened the back door. Wei Chi Yu was standing opposite her.

She knew he would be there.

Every year he would wait for her here at this time. Often she would complain to him about the trivial matters all night, the grandmother's partiality, the dilemma of the sister-in-law, and the trivial things to be told to him.

Mingzhu ran out impulsively, but she didn't regret it. When she escaped, she would never have a chance to say something in her life.

The candlelight in the paper lantern shone on the faces of the two people, setting off his skin as delicate as white jade. Mingzhu raised her face and looked at his dark eyes. She said, "That year, I prepared a birthday gift for you, but I had no chance to give it to you."

Wei Chiyu's throat is bitter, "Yes."

After Mingzhu said it, she felt relieved, as if she had solved a worry, "You don't want to ask me what I am?"

Wei Chiyu smiled at her. This was the only time she had seen him smile these days, with the same tone as before, "What is it?"

Mingzhu also laughed, "A jade crown that is not very valuable." She sighed helplessly, "It's gone now, I lost it."

Wei Chiyu wanted to step forward and hug her very much, his hands in his sleeves restrained, he whispered to her, "Zhuzhu."

"Um?"

"I will treat it as the birthday gift you gave me, thank you."

The carriage was parked in the back alley. The man sat in the car and quietly listened to the conversation between the two of them. The curtain blocked the light from the window. In the dim night, the man’s face could not be clearly seen. After a long time, there was only one sound that was almost inaudible. Sneer.

He left the palace banquet in advance, and told him to see such a wonderful scene.