After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu felt that Zhao Shi's words were really annoying.

She used to have a good temper and was submissive to him. In fact, her personality was not completely submissive. She occasionally looked like a cat with blown up fur, raising her cat's paws vigilantly, and scratching him whenever she got the chance.

Mingzhu said angrily: "Then I won't go out anymore."

Zhao Shi raised his brows, his expression was faint, and he said four words: "It's just what I want."

He is incomprehensible like a spring breeze, and those who like him only know that it is firmly held in the palm of his hand, and it is true that it will not make the little girl happy. It is naturally impossible for His Royal Highness to ask others how to coax the concubine's heart.

It’s good for people to stay at their side with peace of mind. The others are not important.

It's not bad to go out and show your face. It's his possessiveness faintly, no matter how quiet on the surface, he still feels like a rock in his heart, uncomfortable.

Mingzhu felt that she was in his trap, so she stopped making a sound.

Zhao Shi wasn't in a hurry, she thought a lot, and hadn't gone out much for more than a year. She was probably greedy and couldn't bear this temptation.

Zhao Shi is now willing to let her go out for a reason. In the past, she was always afraid that she would run away with others and hook up with the men who are not inconsistent outside. Now she has been frightened so many times, and the name has entered the royal genealogy. It's time to stop, Ken Ansheng stayed in his backyard.

In the future, the two children will be raised again, which is justified.

"The sun outside is too hot, come in and talk."

"Oh."

Mingzhu reluctantly followed him into the house, and her cheeks hot from the sun suddenly cooled down a lot.

Zhao Zhi intends to stay and have lunch with her. The Prince's Mansion has more rules than other hospitals, and there is no separate small kitchen for Mingzhu. Daily meals are set in advance.

The people in the kitchen didn't dare to neglect the new concubine and served the food according to the rules.

When Zhao Shi saw the dishes on the table, the corners of his mouth curled into a straight line, and he was not very happy.

The maid serving the dishes also didn't know what went wrong, so she didn't dare to ask more, but took the dishes back as they were.

"No fish, no beef, no knuckles."

"Yes."

On the other side, the cook looked at the plate that was sent back intact, trembling, thinking that he was not doing well and angered His Royal Highness.

The maid relayed the words of the prince to him.

The cook patted his thigh, "Is this wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"His Royal Highness loves these dishes."

His Royal Highness especially likes to eat spring water fish, why did he suddenly stop it today?

The little maid thought about it as if these were really not the dishes that the prince would not eat, she figured it out all of a sudden, "Maybe the new girl doesn't like to eat, you pay attention next time."

"understood."

The cook hadn't taken seriously the concubine that His Royal Highness greeted the door, but now he had to work hard to deal with it.

It was too late to make other major dishes, so the chef cooked two bowls of chicken noodle soup for people to quickly send it over while it was hot.

Mingzhu has a small appetite and never eats much. After eating half a bowl, I felt a little support on my stomach. I put down my chopsticks and didn't touch it again.

Zhao Shi thinks she has a small appetite, so it's no wonder why she doesn't get fat. There is no meat to the touch. Some time ago, she managed to round her up a little bit, and the half-month when she was locked up disappeared again.

Still distressed after all.

After lunch, Mingzhu saw that Zhao Shi hadn't meant to leave, so she was inevitably anxious. She opened her slick eyes and stared straight at him. Her beautiful eyes couldn't hide her worries. She asked urgently, "Are you busy with anything else this afternoon?"

Zhao Shi pondered for a long while, "Yes."

Mingzhu thought, this is great.

She thought that she had hidden her emotions very well, but she didn't know that the sudden light in her eyes had betrayed her. She urged softly, "Go ahead, don't delay business."

The girl's complexion was thin red, her eyes were shining, her slender figure swayed in the light, her complexion was white and beautiful, and she was shining brightly.

Zhao Shi smoothed her slightly messy hair, "Well, I will teach you to read and write in the afternoon."

Mingzhu was taken aback, holding her fingers awkwardly, she whispered: "I can recognize the words."

She just didn't have much schooling, and she was not illiterate, otherwise she couldn't understand those folk scripts.

Zhao Shi's fingertips couldn't help but rubbed between her eyebrows, close to her skin, a little cold. He said: "I know, I want to teach you to read."

After Mingzhu was ten years old, there was no female teacher for them at home. Only the prostitutes from the main house have the opportunity to go to school with a few brothers.

Mingzhu lowered her face, her expression fell silent, as if she was reluctant.

Zhao Shi thought she was unwilling to read, and her expression was cold. "Reading more is a good thing. If you go to a banquet in the future, you won't be embarrassed easily."

Mingzhu also knows this truth, she actually likes to read and write, and also envy the talented girl. Maybe Zhao Shi thinks she doesn't have much culture, and it's not good to spread it out; or, as he just said, he is afraid that she will lose his face when she goes to the banquet, so he wants to teach her to read.

Zhao Shi couldn't care about whether she was happy or not. She could not hold her beak, and squeezed her wrists, dragged people to the desk, and took the "Analects" casually. He asked, "Have you read it?"

Mingzhu paused for a few seconds, thought about it, and said, "Half of reading."

Before the other half was finished, the family suspended her from school.

Zhao Zhi's voice is very nice, whispering softly in her ear, explaining the meaning of each sentence to her word by word, he is not eager to get it, she seems to understand but not understand, helpless and funny.

The sunlight projected from outside the panes fell on her in bunches, not gorgeous or unassuming, but adding some calmness and softness.

Zhao Shi embraced her waist from behind her, hugged her domineeringly in her arms, held her right hand, and taught her to write down what she had learned today.

Mingzhu's characters are actually not pretty.

The handwriting is neat and tidy, but there is no sharp pen, let alone momentum.

Zhao Zhi read the copybook and said after being silent: "It's a bit ugly."

The only thing that Mingzhu couldn't get her hands on was her handwriting. It was revealed that she was short and naturally she would not be comfortable. She was a little annoyed and said, "Don't read the words I wrote."

Zhao Shi held the paper she had written in his hand, and he raised his arm to a position out of her reach.

Mingzhu jumped up angrily to grab it, her face flushed and her ears were burning panic.

"You give it back to me, and I didn't ask you to read the words I wrote."

"I won't show it to outsiders."

Mingzhu couldn’t grab him, and she was still panting. The thin sweat fell down the delicate skin. When she talked, she gasped and exposed the cat’s paws, “Since you like it so much, just take a picture frame and mount it. It's fine in the study."

Zhao Shi raised his mouth slightly and couldn't help but smile.

He thinks that Mingzhu looks like this, much more lively.

In the past, when he was in front of him, the eyes were not afraid to hide, but also hideously. He went to her room for the night, and she had hidden herself in the cabinet early on and refused to come out.

Zhao Shi was really cruel to her, pulling people out of the closet, no pity at night, and after a few times, she didn't dare to hide.

He still remembered that the first time he saw Mingzhu, she stood in the brilliant sunshine, dancing and talking with the maidservant beside her, smiling brightly and brightly.

Zhao Shi liked her smile at the time and her vivid eyebrows.

He returned the copybook to her, "Keep it for yourself."

Mingzhu grabbed it and rolled it into a ball, and then relieved her anger. Suddenly, she remembered that she had something to say to him.

Mingzhu twisted and squeezed not half of her body, "Sister Mingru, please invite me to go to Spring in a couple of days."

Zhao Shi's expression paused a bit, and a faint coldness appeared on Qing Yajunxiu's face, "Didn't I say, the purse is not well embroidered, so don't even think about going out."

Mingzhu lowered her face, "I will embroider for you, and you will let me go."

Embroider him with a green hair bachelor, and see if he is embarrassed to wear it out. Or ask Biying to go outside and buy a ready-made one, which he couldn't recognize either.

In short, it is perfunctory.

Zhao Shi's tone was slightly serious, "Aren't you and your sister can't get along?"

Mingzhu squeezed a smirk and said, "It's a little bit, but it's normal to be a little bit contradictory when I was a child."

She didn't dare to say bad things about his concubine in the future in front of Zhao Shi. He was obviously satisfied with Mingru. The concubine and concubine must value the concubine more.

Zhao Shi's face didn't relax much, and the corners of his mouth dropped slightly, and asked without any emotion: "Really?"

"Yes." Mingzhu raised her face and blinked at him. "Aren't you going to marry my sister soon?"

Her eyes are clear at a glance, and she is clean and has no other thoughts. What you think in your heart is what you see in your eyes.

Zhao Shi was silent for a while without speaking, "Yeah."

This pro, in fact, it is not impossible to retire. Just to find an excuse, it's a bit troublesome.

But if she speaks, Zhao Shi will still consider it.

Mingzhu opened her eyes and praised indiscriminately: "My sister has a good personality, generous and decent, and she will surely be able to share more worries for you in the future."

Zhao Shi's face was stern, and the blue veins on her neck became more and more obvious. He squeezed her wrist and said, "Aren't you afraid that she will bully you?"

Mingzhu was stunned for less than a second, "No. The person chosen by Your Highness is naturally good."

Zhao Shi's eyebrows were calm, and his tone was a little cold: "I know you don't like your sister, you don't have to say these things against your will in front of me."

Mingzhu calmed down, and after a while, she said, "I really don't like my sister-in-law, but what I just said is indeed not all against my intentions."

Her pair of transparent water eyes had no prestige at him, and her sensibility made him give birth to an unknown fire.

Be behaved when you shouldn't be behaved.

Mingzhu is not naive, nor is she saying that she doesn't like her sister-in-law, Zhao Shi really does not marry Mingru.

What's more, no matter who Zhao Shi marries in the future, she doesn't care.