After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

The scent of pear blossoms, like a fresh and elegant morning dew, with a soft and fragrant scent wrapped around the tip of the nose.

Mingzhu lowered her eyebrows and didn't know what she was thinking.

Zhao Shi's hands were easily wrapped around her waist, and his cold and thin fingers were placed on the slender waistline. He looked at her with low eyes. In fact, she didn't know that she would habitually avoid his eyes when she lied. Dodging, he said: "I really didn't cry?"

"No."

Zhao Shi's kindness did not expose her. She and Wei Chiyu were destined, and they could also meet on the road.

Zhao Shi didn't want to worry about such small things with her. He squeezed her chin, bowed his head and kissed the corner of her mouth. There was still a moment of silence. The man suddenly raised his finger, wiped off the powder from the end of her eyes, and sighed lightly. : "What is there to cry."

Mingzhu awkwardly changed the subject, "His Royal Highness, why didn't you wear the purse I gave you?"

Zhao Shi paused for a while, and said casually: "Forgot."

He doesn't like bamboo.

He sulked again when he mentioned this.

When she embroidered this purse, would the man in her mind still be Wei Chiyu? The surname Wei is so good? Is it worth his memory for so long?

Zhao Shi released his finger and looked straight into her eyes. The expression in her eyes was different from before, "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

Mingzhu looked at the face in front of her, her brows and eyes were as good-looking as before, her eyes were dark, her nose was high, and even her expressionless face was very beautiful.

She regained her consciousness and asked, "I thought you didn't like it."

Mingzhu just said casually, but Zhao Shi took it seriously, "I really don't like bamboo patterns."

Mingzhu was a little surprised when she heard this. After a while, she said carefully, "His Royal Highness, please return the purse to me."

She seemed to understand Zhao Shi's character a little bit. You have to get something you like. As for what happens after you get it, he doesn't care too much.

She was forced to embroider a purse for him, just because Wei Chiyu also had it.

If it is really in his hands, he may not cherish it.

If you don't like it, it's better to return it to her. She can still use it herself, and may be able to sell it in the future.

Zhao Shi raised his eyes and looked at her, his voice was a little cold, "Lost."

It was a pity that Mingzhu was not in the accident. Although the purse didn't take much effort, she also survived for several hours because of the rush to work. There is also a gold thread hooked on it, so it is still very valuable to sell.

She opened her lips and whispered, "Oh."

Zhao Shi straightened her mouth, and saw that she didn't react at all, and she wouldn't even get angry. After being silent for a while, he suddenly asked her, "What did your sister say to you when I went out today?"

Mingzhu looked very petite when she stood in front of him, a soft and obedient person, without sharpness, but her indifference could hurt people's hearts more than a sharp blade.

She told Zhao Shi truthfully: "My sister asked me to intercede with my third uncle."

Zhao Shi was a little surprised. Because of this incident, several people in Ming's family begged him to say all the good things, flattering, and even sent Ming Zhu's sister to his house to please him.

However, the third uncle of Mingzhu did not commit a trivial matter. He embezzled ten thousand taels of silver and started lending privately. I don't know how much evil he did. It can be described as exhausted.

Naturally, it is impossible for Zhao Shi to succumb to the law because of his personal affair and deal with it impartially. This morning, the people of Dali Temple had him arrested and sent to prison awaiting trial.

Zhao Shi thought about it, and explained to her: "Your third uncle embezzled a sum of money for disaster relief. The amount is not small. He was stabbed in front of the government when he used to bully men and women. In one group, light penalties can't be taken."

Mingzhu was not surprised to hear these words. In her memory, the third uncle is a person who loves money very much.

She looked at Zhao Shi. This was the first time he had talked to her about official business.

Zhao Zhi looked at her with pity, and touched her profile. "It's useless to see me. I know your third uncle treats you well, but there is no room for change in this matter."

Mingzhu sighed and asked, "The life of my third uncle..."

When Mingzhu was a child, she didn't like Chinese New Year, and the front hall was lively, but she didn't have her share. I couldn't even receive a few red envelopes, and I was frightened by several other brothers and sisters with firecrackers and fled around holding their heads.

At that time, only the third uncle would smile and give her a large number of red envelopes.

The third uncle did something wrong, so he should be punished. If she lost her life because of this, she would still feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Shi looked at her crystal clear water eyes, and every time he faced these eyes that were as washed as water, he always felt a little unbearable. He said, "I won't lose my life."

"Your third uncle has already vomited all the money out. As for other charges, Dali Temple has to go through the trial before discussing it."

Mingzhu nodded, "Okay."

Zhao Shi didn't want to talk to her too much about these things, but neither he nor she were talkative people. There was a moment of silence, and it was a little embarrassing to be quiet.

Zhao Shi suddenly asked, "Can you play chess?"

Mingzhu nodded, then shook his head, "I can only play backgammon."

She saw that Zhao Shi played Go with others.

She won't, no one has taught her.

As expected, Zhao Zhi couldn't say much disappointment, patted her head lightly, then took her hand and led her to sit on the limp.

He ordered someone to bring a chessboard, Bai Zi gave it to her, and he used Hei Zi.

Mingzhu was at a loss with the chess piece, her mouth was closed, and she said again: "I don't know how to play Go."

What Zhao Shi likes is a talented girl who has all six skills in painting and calligraphy. She can't even play chess, and she doesn't know what it means for him to force her.

Zhao Shi held Heizi and said flatly: "I will teach you."

Go is not difficult to say, Zhao Shi played with her and explained to her carefully.

After a game of chess, Mingzhu vaguely understood the rules, and only learned the skin.

Zhao Shi didn't let her, and killed her twice in a row. The chess game was tragic.

Mingzhu lost so ugly, his face was hot and very faceless.

Zhao Shi smiled, "Why don't I let you play?"

Mingzhu shook her head. She was really not interested in playing Go. She asked, "Can I not play anymore?"

Zhao Shi put the chess piece back in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Then don't play, and come back next time."

"good."

I have to say that Mingzhu is indeed the worst player Zhao Shi has ever seen.

There are no rules, no strategies, thinking that one step is one step, and losing tragically is also common sense.

Zhao Shiding glanced at her, and the warm yellow light of the sunset at dusk quietly spread on her profile. The girl's face was delicate and white, with bright eyes and teeth, just like a bright moon in the sky.

This face is what he likes very much.

This person seems to be on the tip of his heart.

But other than that, it seemed that every point was not in Zhao Shi's choice.

The next day, Mingzhu saw the chessboard on the soft table, and called Biying over on a whim to accompany her to play backgammon.

Mingzhu's backgammon is still good, winning four or five in a row, a little tired, sat up and stretched, "come again in the afternoon."

Biying smiled and helped her put away the chessboard. This chess piece was a treasure in the collection of His Royal Highness.

Mingzhu is wearing a light-colored embroidered jacket skirt with a blue embroidered pattern today. On the earlobe is a pair of light white inlaid jade earrings. The complexion is 200, gentle and watery. Sitting quietly by the window, it was beautiful as poetry and picturesque.

She peeled a fresh longan, which was so sweet that she couldn't help but eat two more bites.

The maids brought two bowls of warm soup, and Mingzhu drank them without asking.

Mother Liu outside the door heard that she had taken the medicine obediently, and she didn't believe it. I used to die and live, and I was vomiting and uncomfortable. I was thinking of ways to not drink, but I feel bad in recent days.

Mother Liu also knew that she had failed in her run a few days ago. Just like others thought, she was treated as if she ran with her lover. She couldn't help but mention her: "With your Royal Highness, you will live your duty. "

Too proud, there is always a day when I can't eat.

Mingzhu was not polite to her, and directly asked Biying to send her out.

Mother Liu didn't dare to say more, letting His Royal Highness know that she would not get any benefit.

Maybe I saw Mother Liu again. Pearl didn't sleep well during her lunch break, and she had a nightmare in a trance.

This dream is more realistic than usual, as if someone broke her chin forcefully and poured the black and cold medicine into her throat.

Even in a dream, the pain in her abdomen became more and more acute, her forehead was constantly sweating, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, and her mouth was still talking in dreams.

Mingzhu woke up from the pain, and the familiar pain in her lower abdomen swept through her face. Her face was pale, weak and she sat up from the bed, and was about to call Biying's name.

Looking up, Zhao Shi didn't know when he came in. He stared at her, took off his wristband, and asked, "Have you had a nightmare again?"

Zhao Shi happened to hear her dream talk, she said it hurts, and asked not to kill her.

He also heard Wei Chiyu's name.

Mingzhu called him, Ayu.

The two words are close and lingering, and the spring is mellow.

Mingzhu seemed to be terribly scared, her small face was pale and her blood was gone.

"Well, my stomach hurts."

Mingzhu felt that her little days had come, and she felt a lot of warmth and pain.

Every time she comes to a small day, she has to die in pain, but her small day is never accurate, and it has been almost two months since the last time.

The conditioning medicine prescribed by the doctor has no effect, and the body is weak and physique is cold.

The only advantage is that she is unlikely to become pregnant.

Zhao Zhixin was as thin as a silk, and he knew what was going on when he glanced at her expression. The man asked the maid to give her a kettle, boiled brown sugar water for her, and watched her drink it with his own eyes, his expression was a little slow.

Biying Amitabha said, the girl's little days have finally come.

Mingzhu has warmed her body, but her stomach still hurts.

Zhao Shi asked Biying to call the doctor with a cold face, and Mingzhu held him, "It will be fine tomorrow."

Zhao Shi hugged her from behind, put his palm on her lower abdomen, and rubbed her belly for her.

He said: "I won't take medicine anymore."

When you have a child, you are born.

Other matters will be discussed later.

His bottom line is also retreating and retreating, breaking many rules for her.

Mingzhu didn't accept his love at all, and she seemed to have misunderstood what he meant. She seriously said, "His Royal Highness, although my body is cold and it is not easy to conceive, I still have to drink medicine to be insured."

Zhao Shi's face turned blue when the voice fell.