After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Zhao Shi is busy with official duties in the DPRK, and he is not a person who emphasizes desires. In fact, he does not spend much time in Wangyue Pavilion every month.

Mingzhu frowned slightly, "Well, I see."

Biying was happier than her, and the hostess who was serving was pampered, and the faces of their close-knit maids also had light, "Girl, let me help you dress up."

Mingzhu is naturally beautiful, and her face is white and red without powder, she pursed her lips and whispered, "No need."

Biying was stunned, not daring to move her beak, "Okay."

Mingzhu saw the surprise in the maid's eyes, and she was not surprised.

In the past, every time Zhao Shi came, Mingzhu was very nervous. After all, she doesn’t have deep feelings for her fiance who had a marriage contract. Although she was reluctant to be forced to enter the Prince’s Mansion at the beginning, she was gradually moved by Zhao Zhi’s gentleness and care. Apart from being in bed, this man had a different usual roughness. Brutal, treats her very well on weekdays.

The little girl is very cheating, and if she gives a little bit of sweetness, she will be fooled.

At first he didn't want to dress himself up, but every time he came over, Mingzhu had to paint a beautiful makeup, put on a clear and thin dress, and chose the style he liked.

She is shy and shy by nature. She blushes at every turn. She can't really let go of bed matters. In order to please him, she is incredibly well-behaved.

At noon, the sun is just right.

Begonia branches outside the window were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the branches seemed to be overwhelmed.

Mingzhu ordered people to open the door to let the wind out, and the winter breeze blew into the room, sandwiching a faint plume fragrance. She was sitting on the slack by the window and drinking tea. There were a few folk novels on the low table. She turned two pages and saw the story of the scholar and the fox demon with gusto.

After half of the incense, Biying walked in with the new clothes from the clothing store. "Girl, the shopkeeper at the clothing store personally delivered the newly made clothes. Would you like to try it now?"

The clothes are made of silk from His Royal Highness. The best materials are not available outside.

Mingzhu put down the book in her hand and glanced at it, showing no interest, "Let you put it there."

Biying said yes, and smiled happily: "It was just delivered by the shopkeeper. The girl can wear it to your Royal Highness tonight."

The girls in her family are not only beautiful, but also very good-looking. They have slender waists and long legs, and their skin is like fine silk and satin. It's no wonder that His Royal Highness, who is not close to female, always stays here and asks for water in the middle of the night.

Mingzhu frowned slightly, lowered her eyes, and said nothing.

Biying only felt that the girl Mingzhu had been quieter recently, as if she was not in a good mood. She thought that Xu was not happy because her Royal Highness came to Wangyue Pavilion recently, and she was deliberately selecting candidates for the princess in the Chuan Palace.

However, Biying is also very strange. The Wangyue Pavilion is full of His Royal Highness's people inside and outside. No one dared to disobey His Royal Highness's orders, and no one dared to tell the Mingzhu girl what happened outside, and no one knew who had leaked it. Wind.

If this is for the prince to find out, that person will have to peel off his skin when he dies.

His Royal Highness is extremely cold, and has a fearful desire to control the Pearl girl, and he can't refuse. He usually doesn't bother to care about it. It's really irritating. It's terrifying.

"Girls should try now, if it doesn't fit, there is still time to fix it."

"Um."

Mingzhu sat up, squeezing the clothes with her cardamom-coated fingers, her hand feeling very silky. She changed into a maple-colored tunic and kept a fairy skirt, and the waist that could be held by a hand was slender. The skirt swayed tactfully, and her chest opened slightly. The white and delicate collarbone was obvious, and the fairy spirit was fluttering. There is also a kind of inexplicable feminine lust.

Biying's eyes were dumbfounded, and it took a long time before she realized, "The girl is really beautiful in this way."

Good figure, better appearance.

Mingzhu looked at herself in the mirror. The beauty was quite beautiful. Didn't Zhao Shi just like this skin and body?

She lowered her eyes, "I'm a little cold, so I'll change it first."

Biying felt it was a pity, "His Royal Highness must like the girl you wear like this."

If it is still before, Mingzhu is afraid that she will be red, and she asks with a shy look and expectation, is it true?

But now, she said perfunctorily: "Maybe."

Zhao Shi didn't talk much in front of her. After getting out of bed, he was a cold and indifferent prince after being meticulously dressed. But in the curtain, although the man didn't say anything, Mingzhu knew that he liked to be more licentious. The clothes prepared for her were daring and explicit.

Mingzhu changed her fairy skirt, and it was still early, so she continued to read the unfinished script.

She raised her head from the paper until her eyes were sore, stretched her waist, and looked towards the distant sky outside the window.

Mingzhu’s Yuguang accidentally caught a glimpse of the half-embroidered purse on the side of the soft couch. She picked it up and stared at the mandarin duck on the purse in her hand for a long time, her eye sockets gradually sour, she slowly recovered, and then stuffed this little purse in. In the drawer, I don't intend to continue embroidering, let alone give it to that person.

The sky is getting darker, and the light at dusk is getting warmer.

Mingzhu looked into the distance with her beautiful and clean eyes. Beyond the high wall is the world she yearns for. In the past, although she had to live carefully in Mingfu, as long as she didn't cause trouble, no one would embarrass her. She would not go to her mistress and sister-in-law to find a sense of existence, so she lived a happy life most of the time, and it was not uncommon to sneak out to watch a lantern show.

When it was almost the time, he became more courageous, and slipped out with the little bamboo horse to see the poem meeting.

Unexpectedly, after entering the Prince's Mansion, he did not see the sky, and was locked in this small courtyard, involuntarily monitored everywhere.

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Mingzhu wanted to escape on the first day of her rebirth, but this matter needs a long-term plan.

Zhao Zhi is thoughtful, and the servants in the mansion only listen to him, fearful and fearful. She has to plan carefully for the best time.

The sky gradually darkened, and the maid brought dinner, Mingzhu lost his appetite, and after a few bites, he put down his chopsticks and asked them to remove the dishes.

After dinner, Mother Liu suddenly drove over.

Mingzhu is a little afraid to see her. Mother Liu is a half-housekeeper, she always keeps her face straight, she doesn't speak well, and she does things very harshly.

"The old slave heard this morning that Miss Zhu did not want to drink medicine. I will come over to persuade you after I have finished my work."

Mingzhu was not suffocated. She knew that her every move was in the eyes of others, and she didn't speak.

Mother Liu doesn’t care if she is not spoiled or not. The prince likes her or not, and she still speaks unpleasantly. "The Pearl girl is very young, and she is spoiled for a while. It’s normal for her eyes to be dazzled. But I urge you to recognize that you are What status?"

Even if your Royal Highness has such a trivial liking for her now and has taken a fancy to her body, but it is only used to warm the bed and relieve one's desires. With the identity of Mingzhu, still want to give birth to the royal blood? It's just a dream.

Mother Liu was taken from Mingzhu into the backyard because she was not pleasing to her eyes, she was charming, and she would not serve people. It hurts every moment, tears down and feels wronged, and it's not good to serve people at all.

Mingzhu lowered her face, "I know. Please remind me."

Mother Liu was stunned when she was choked, but the soft bun has also learned how to choke?

She sneered, "It's good if you know, and the mother is also for your own good. In the future, the prince will not only marry the concubine, but also the concubine, who are all the distinguished daughters of the family after the famous family."

Mingzhu doesn't care who Zhao Shi will marry in the future. She just wants to run and escape.

Mother Liu said everything she said, and then left.

Biying looked at her worriedly and comforted her: "Girl, don't take it to your heart."

Mingzhu said, "I don't have one."

What Grandma Liu said is the truth, what can't she listen to?

Biying thought she was doing her best, and the delicate and weak girl was afraid that she was secretly hurt, so she didn't want to show it.

Seeing the hour of falling asleep, Mingzhu took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed. She was wearing a white shirt with her long hair resting on her thin back. The light of the candlelight was shining on the wall. She lay down on her side, tightly holding the quilt and shrinking her body. .

Before Biying blew out the candlelight, she questioned: "Girl, or else wait for your Highness?"

If the prince comes late at night and sees the girl falling asleep early, he will definitely be angry. Biying had seen the prince angry and punishing her servants, as if her whole body was exhaled with air-conditioning that could freeze people to death. After a short glance, the person being stared at her legs flinched, and she was scared.

Mingzhu turned her back, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

Biying couldn't persuade her to move her, and she bitterly bit her scalp and blew out the lights.

Mingzhu didn't fall asleep, thinking about running away, vaguely, she really felt drowsy.

When she was dizzy, her fingers pinched her waist with chills, and the biting breath struck her overwhelmingly, and she slowly woke up from half asleep and half awake.

The man squeezed her chin and kissed her eyebrows, his voice was low and hoarse, without any emotion, "Wake up?"

Mingzhu was completely drowsy, shivering by the temperature of his fingers, her body shrank and retreated to the head of the bed.

The man seemed to be dissatisfied with her trying to avoid this action, his eyes cold.

Mingzhu frowned slightly and her expression looked a little scared. She closed her eyes and remembered the severe pain in her stomach before she died, and her body trembled even more.

Hate and fear.

Mingzhu subconsciously pushed him with her hands, clenched her slender fingers into small fists, and pushed him hard.

Zhao Shi paused, the expression between his eyebrows and eyes was frosty. A few seconds later, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and clasped it firmly on the head of the bed. His expression was impatient, and the words spit out from his lips and teeth were extremely cold, "Don't move. "

Mingzhu couldn't move, she resisted and wanted to break free of his imprisonment, his wrist must have been red.

This action of her seemed to completely anger the man.

Zhao Shi tightened her wrists, pressed her knees to her waist, pursed her lips, and looked at her expression silently. He looked at the woman with the red corners of his eyes, sliding his apple two times up and down, then his voice was dumb and cold. Forced to ask: "What to hide?"