After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu felt that Zhao Shi suddenly became cold.

He lowered his eyes to look at her thoughtfully for a long while, and the corners of his mouth looked a little indifferent, but he was affectionate, she didn't even think about it, didn't feel sad or jealous, that's good, save worry and trouble.

Zhao Shi closed her eyes again, looking tired, she should have known that she didn't have him in her heart, and staying beside him was just forced by the situation.

It's better to be like this.

As long as people do not need her heart.

Zhao Shi didn't talk to her any more, standing at the desk and writing for a while, his mind gradually calmed down, raised his head, and saw Mingzhu sitting by the window with his head down embroidering, her profile slender, quiet and soft.

Zhao Shi stared at her for a long time, clearly in front of her, but felt that she was far away from her. It's like...she will leave one day.

He suppressed the emotions in his heart and asked: "What are you embroidering?"

Mingzhu put down the needle and thread in her hand and raised her head, "Sachet, for spring."

Zhao Zhi got the answer, but he was not disappointed. The hands behind his back were tight, his face was expressionless, "Keep your eyes carefully, I have something to do, let's go first."

The light coming through the paper window lengthened the man's reflection, and his handsome face was still very distant from the soft light.

Mingzhu didn't open his mouth to keep him, "His Royal Highness, go slowly."

Zhao Shi didn't look at her again, and went straight away.

After Mingzhu embroidered the sachets for spring, she continued to play with the rouge gouache in her jewelry box, and finally asked Biying to remember to help her collect some petals that could be used.

Biying asked again: "Girl, what is this going to do?"

Mingzhu found a few unused small boxes, "I want to make my own rouge."

Biying only started to tinker with these gadgets when she was bored and panicked, "You use rouge from the palace, which is definitely better than her own, and even if she buys it outside, it's not expensive. "

Mingzhu smiled, "I'm doing fun."

Actually, it's not for fun. She doesn't have a silver or two at present. Zhao Shi will definitely not give her money. Even if she escapes in the future, she will have to rely on herself. How can she do it without a means of making a living?

Embroidery sachets to make rouge, you can earn some money from these two things in the future.

"The servant girl will go to the back garden to pick you petals tomorrow."

"good."

After entering the Prince's Mansion, Zhao Shilai spent half of the night in the night compared to before. Mingzhu rarely took a leisurely time. After finishing the rouge, he remembered that he still had to give Zhao Zhi embroidered a purse.

She asked Biying to go outside to buy a few men's purses, took it in her hand and looked at it. She felt that it was not safe, but Zhao Shi was careful and not easy to fool around.

She sighed, resigned herself to pick up the needle and thread, stayed up all night and embroidered a purse for him.

After embroidering, he didn't find the right time to send it to him.

Mingzhu was not very enthusiastic at first, so she finally mustered up the courage to go to the study to find her. Before entering the door, he was blocked by his attendants, saying that there were guests in the study, which would not disturb people.

Two or three times, Mingzhu also waited patiently for him to be free.

However, Mingzhu heard rumors and whispers from the people below, saying that someone had seen His Royal Highness enter and exit Chunxiang Tower with his own eyes.

Where is Chunxianglou? That's a brothel/house.

I heard that this month is a new and beautiful top brand, who only sells art but does not sell himself, is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, and is gentle and considerate. His Royal Highness was also her guest.

Mingzhu was a little surprised when she heard that, she remembered that Zhao Shi almost never appeared in Fengyue Place, and she hated this kind of fireworks alley and willow land.

Biying was afraid of her sadness, "It's all nonsense, Your Royal Highness is not that kind of person."

Mingzhu sat down for a cup of tea, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

Zhao Shi is a person who loves talents, and always takes a particularly high look at girls who are good at studying. If the girl in Chunxianglou is very talented, it is normal for Zhao Shi to treat her differently.

Mingzhu suddenly asked, "Is it tomorrow when my sister asked me to go to spring?"

Biying nodded: "Yes, but..."

She wanted to say something but stopped, but the prince hadn't made a clear statement yet, they didn't dare to let the Pearl girl go out of the house, and no one could afford it if something happened.

Mingzhu picked up the embroidered purse, placed it on her palm, stared at it for a few seconds, then stood up, "I'll go and tell him again."

The sky outside has darkened.

Mingzhu ran to the study to find Zhao Shi, but this time she stopped her at the door.

Mingzhu stood under the eaves and waited. A light misty rain gradually began to fall outside, the rain pattered, and a gust of spring breeze swept across and became chilly. She looked up at the distant sky, stretched out her hand, and caught a few drops of jade beads in her palm.

In the study, Zhao Shi called Wei Liu over at noon.

Years ago, there was a snow disaster in the south of the Yangtze River, but the two funds allocated by the capital to the provincial government for disaster relief were missing. The governor of Jiangnan had committed suicide on the day of the defeat, and even disappeared from his account.

This matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Wei Liu went to Jiangnan secretly and returned with the account book.

Zhao Shi looked at the account book and the name on it, and sneered, "There are so many people."

Wei Liu was silent, and the matter was really involved. The prince will be angry as well as expected.

Zhao Shi threw the ledger aside, "You go back."

"Yes."

When Wei Liu went out, he saw the girl standing under the eaves and waited. He was taken aback for a moment, opened his eyes quickly, and strode away.

Mingzhu held her purse and entered the room. She looked at him and asked, "Does what you said last time count?"

Zhao Shi's face seemed to soften when facing her. It was really busy these few days, and he hadn't seen her for several days.

He walked over, held her hand, frowned slightly, these hands were cold.

Zhao Shi asked: "What is it?"

Mingzhu said: "If you embroider a purse, you will let me go out."

Zhao Shi did not forget this promise, he asked in a low voice, "Is it ready to embroider so soon?"

There seemed to be a tender scent on Mingzhu's body, which could only be smelled when she got close. She hummed, then handed him the purse in her palm, "Look at it."

The purse is embroidered with bamboo, the style is simple, and it doesn't take much effort.

But even the purse that took little time to embroider is more beautiful and delicate than others.

Zhao Shi took it in his hand and glanced at it. After being silent, he didn't say whether he liked it or not, but just put it aside, "Go, come back early."

Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, "Okay."

It doesn’t matter if you can go out and walk around, you won’t get moldy.

Mingzhu’s light caught a glimpse of the jade ornament on the man’s waist, and she paused slightly. She had never seen this jade pendant, and the pendant was not like he could use it. It was a bit feminine.

She remembered the rumors two days ago, maybe it was true.

The rain outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of the rain rang and started to startle a branch.

The shadow of the candle in the west window adds fragrance to the red sleeves. Zhao Shiban hugged her waist, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, rubbing the tip of his teeth against the girl's soft lips. This time he restrained it well without taking a bite.

Her calves were soft and her cheeks were hot.

Although Zhao Shi hadn't kissed her enough, he still let her go. He put his cloak on her shoulders, "I'll send you back."

The corners of Mingzhu's mouth still hurt a little, and when he heard what he said, she nodded immediately, "Okay."

The maid sent her back to the yard under the oil paper umbrella.

Zhao Shi looked at the purse placed on the corner of the table and looked at it silently for a long time. He has a good memory and remembers that the last time the jade crown was sealed with bamboo.

Zhao Shi squeezed this small purse hard, his hands were extremely vigorous, and the blue veins on his wrists were exposed. He smiled Shen Shen, and threw his purse aside, not planning to let it have a chance to see the light of the sky again.

…

Biying was a little incredulous to see that the girl Mingzhu had returned from the study so soon. She thought the girl was going to spend the night there.

When Mingzhu entered the room, she took off Zhao Shi's cloak and hung it aside, asking Biyingming'er to return it to him.

Biying sorted out her clothes and asked carefully: "Girl, didn't your Highness say anything?"

Mingzhu looked in the mirror and found that the corners of her mouth were swollen again. Tomorrow, she will have to cover her mouth with her mouth fat so that she will not be seen as a joke, "He let me out."

"No, girl..." Biying didn't know how to open the mouth. His Royal Highness used to be a well-known female color, but it was different to the Mingzhu girl. Now, it doesn't seem to be different anymore.

Could it be true that the oiran of Chunxianglou has taken away His Highness's heart?

With the new love, the old love is left out.

There were few people in the backyard of His Royal Highness, and no one would dare to talk about gossip if he had a concubine.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay." She shook her head, the girl Mingzhu didn't care about it, so she had better not mention it.

The person in the mirror was exquisitely illuminated by the warm candle light. Pearl removed her earrings and asked, "What do you think I should wear tomorrow?"

Biying understands the girl's low-key and non-provoking character, "Whether you dress more plainly?"

Mingzhu shook her head, "It's too vegetarian and doesn't look good."

Biying was so surprised, she asked, "Would it be too ostentatious to wear red?"

There is also a red skirt made of satin in Mingzhu's cabinet, wearing a special lined figure, jewellery, bright and beautiful.

Mingru asked her to go out together, because she didn't want to make fun of her, she was not a soft bun.

The next day, Mingzhu took the carriage arranged in advance to Jinghu Lake where she had an appointment with them. When she got off the carriage, several pairs of eyes stared at her.

No wonder the prince spoiled her with such a look.

In front of outsiders, Mingru treated her with dignity: "I heard that you were ill some time ago, and I was anxious. Now that I see you, I can rest assured as a sister."

Those who attended the appointment today included the prostitutes of several high-ranking officials. Usually the relationship with Mingru is pretty good.

They felt that Mingru was really kind to this vixen-like sister.

Mingzhu didn't seem to be listening very much, picking up the fallen branches on the ground, a pair of skillful hands easily woven a very beautiful wreath.

Mingru invited her out this time, and the purpose was not simple.

A gentle breeze blew into the pavilion, and Mingru said: "The third uncle was killed by a traitor and dismissed from his job at home. You are also considered the half-pillow of the prince. If you can speak, please intercede for him."

Mingzhu picked up the pastry in front of him and tasted it, "I can't speak, he won't listen to me."

If you ask Zhao Shi for a condition, he will definitely ask for it even more.

She doesn't do this kind of money-losing business.

Mingru expected that she would not agree, and endured her temper. She said, "The third uncle is also involved in the Jiangnan disaster relief case. When the matter is investigated, if you don't intercede for him, he will not even be able to guarantee his life."

Mingzhu looked up, "I don't have this ability."

Even the silver for disaster relief can be greedy. After years of searching for the people and the people, the dismissal of her third uncle also deserved the crime.

Mingru took a sip of cold tea and calmed the anger in her heart. After a while, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Wei Chiyu also handled this silver tael. Do you guess whether the prince will avenge his personal revenge and kill him directly under this excuse."

Mingzhu's eyes were cold, I'm afraid this is what Mingru really wants to say to her today.

She was not as stupid as Mingru thought, and she didn't believe that Wei Chiyu would do this kind of thing.

She asked: "Do you want me to kill him?"