After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu didn't confront him either, she buried her face low, and said a little bit unconvinced: "I haven't been there before, and I didn't do anything when I went there once in a while."

Mingzhu knew that Zhao Shi must find her after the autumn.

Of course, Zhao Shi knew that she didn't dare to do anything, and when she talked about it, she blamed Zhao Xin for taking her to a fool.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shi sneered again, pinched her chin, and asked lowly: "Is it possible that what else do you want to do?"

Mingzhu didn't really plan to do anything. She just simply thinks that the chicks in Chunxiang Building are all pretty good, looking pleasing to the eye.

She pressed the corners of her mouth and stopped talking.

Zhao Shi also didn't want to say too stiffly, and slowed down his tone, "Zhao Xin does not have a charter for small things. You should not follow her in the future."

Mingzhu heard it out, he didn't plan to really care about her.

Zhao Shi let go of his thumb, hugged her waist, whispered and continued: "But I didn't expect you to be brave."

Watching silently, he left with others when he said to leave.

Mingzhu didn't feel embarrassed either, she cheered and recognized this sentence as a compliment.

Zhao Shi liked her manner when she listened quietly to her own words, she was obedient and soft, soft and soft. He dropped a soft kiss behind her ear, and the tip of his teeth bit on the soft earlobe of the woman.

Mingzhu was numb all over, her ears were already red, and her breath was hot. She said, "Don't bite me all the time."

Zhao Zhi rubbed her head, the moon was shining on her face like a full moon, and he said to her gently, "Sorry."

When he couldn't help himself, he always couldn't help but want to imprint her on her body, engraved with his breath from the inside to the outside.

He often hurts her, he is really very guilty.

Paradoxically, seeing the thin mouth on her lips bitten by herself, and licking the blood droplets from her wounds, would really make him excited. It's just that every time, he can well hide this pathological excitement under the calm surface.

Mingzhu gently pushed him away, making an excuse: "I'm going to wash my face."

Zhao Shi asked people to come in with hot water, wring out the kerchief, and wipe her face.

Mingzhu sat in front of him, a little uncomfortable, she stretched out her hand, "I'll wash it myself."

Zhao Shi whispered: "Don't move."

Mingzhu felt like needles and felt very uncomfortable. Zhao Shi liked to play and dress her before.

Mingzhu first failed to ask for help from Ming's family. At that time, she was silly and couldn't forget Wei Chiyu. She couldn't stop crying when she thought of the marriage that she was about to become, so whether Zhao Shi spoke kindly to her or threatened her Lure, she would not be subdued no matter what. He even said that he was going to the government to sue him.

Zhao Shi was indifferent and gentle, squeezing her small face, staring lightly into her eyes and said: "You go to sue the officer, I won't stop you."

Mingzhu pushed him away and ran out. Zhao Shi raised his hand. As expected, those who were watching her at the door stopped stopping her.

She stumbled all the way to the government office, playing drums and complaining.

Jing Zhaofu Yin invited her into the Yamen, and when she heard that she wanted to sue the prince for robbing people's daughter, he shook his head and persuaded her to go back.

Mingzhu refused, killing Zhao Shi and doing the deception of men and women.

Master Yin from Jingzhao Mansion took down her testimony. Soon after, Ming's family rushed over in a hurry. Her father slapped her head over the head and slapped her face. Thanks to her being smart enough at the time, she turned his head and hid.

Her father scolded, "Don't be embarrassed outside! Go back!"

Mingzhu's eyes were red, and the drops of water hanging in her eyes stubbornly refused to fall. She cried and said no.

Her father raised his hand and was about to hit her, but it made the others rotten.

Jing Zhaofu Yin didn't dare to try the case of His Royal Highness, and immediately made a decision, "Girl, you are going to go to jail when you file a false report. You should go back with your father."

Mingzhu was dragged out of the mansion by her father, **** with twine, thrown into the carriage, and sent back to the other courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.

Zhao Shi entered the room and saw her tied hands. He cocked the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly. He sighed and regretted and pityed her. "How come you make yourself like this once you go out?"

Mingzhu sniffed and didn't cry in front of him.

She was like a cat whose tail was stomped on, grinning, and leaping at him, even knocking his forehead.

Zhao Shi was injured and didn't do anything to her, but on the next day, he seemed determined to let her learn what to be obedient, and did everything personally. She had to pass his hands even when she dressed and ate.

Mingzhu is reluctant to recall that time, she said again: "I will do it myself."

Zhao Shi has wiped her face clean, "Okay."

Mingzhu ran a lot today, she was sweaty, sticky and greasy and uncomfortable, "I want to take a shower."

"I'll let in hot water."

Mingzhu squeezed her hands, "I wash it myself."

Zhao Shi laughed, "I see."

The maids brought in the hot water, and there was a layer of fresh petals on the water. Mingzhu sat in the tub, stretched her limbs, and closed her eyes to rest.

The steaming heat hazy her little face.

There was a new dress that she hadn't worn or seen on the screen. After Mingzhu took a bath, she put on this new dress and realized something was wrong.

This skirt is really too gaudy.

The waist and chest are tight, and the material is silk gauze, which is light and thin.

Mingzhu felt that this dress was a bit small for her, her chest tightened, she was reluctant to walk out from behind the screen until she couldn't hide it again, her small face was reddened by the heat, and she hesitated a little. Slowly stepped out.

Zhao Shi raised his head to look at her, and moved away flatly, without changing his face, with a very calm expression, and beckoned to her, "Come to me."

Mingzhu dabbled, and when she walked to him, her face was already ripe like a June peach. She whispered, "I'm going to change my clothes."

Dressed like this, she was afraid that Zhao Shi would mistakenly think that she was going to seduce/lead him!

It's not serious, the girls in Chunxianglou are more elegant than her.

Zhao Shi raised her eyebrows and held down her hand, "No need."

He said: "This body is very beautiful."

Mingzhu doesn't know yet, this skirt was given by Zhao Shi. He was in a calm mood today, but when he saw her beautiful and well-behaved, he immediately got better.

Zhao Shi pinched her waist, rarely so tender, "Kiss me."

She doesn't like him, but he has to think of a way to make her like him.

Mingzhu hesitated for a while, slowly tiptoeing, touching his chin, and rubbing a bit, she frustrated, trying to get through, "I can't reach."

Zhao Shi didn't deliberately embarrass her, she had a faint peach scent, sweet and seductive, fresh and juicy.

He gently clasped the back of her head, bowed his head and kissed her.

There seemed to be a lingering dryness in the air, and the early spring of March felt even hotter than summer.

…

Mingzhu’s consciousness was intermittent, her eyes filled with water, and her newly-grown nails pinched the man’s back forcefully, Zhao Shi simply used silk and satin around her wrist, pressed it against the pillow, and lowered her head to **** away her tears. .

She was like a leaf of duckweed in gust of wind and rain.

Floating and sinking in the water, shaking.

After Mingzhu realized that Zhao Shi had spread her anger to Chunxianglou here.

She sucked on her red nose, aggrieved, but said sincerely, "Go find the Oiran."

Zhao Shi ignored her.

Mingzhu later regretted saying something, and the rain seemed to be more violent.

Mingzhu was too tired to move. The whole figure had just been salvaged from the water, and a few strands of broken hair had been soaked with sweat. Her complexion was pink and she fell asleep.

Mingzhu now also understands the rules of her dreams. When she is particularly tired, she will stay in those dreams that can't tell the truth from the false for a while.

In the dream, there was heavy snow in the capital, and on a cold winter day, knee-high snow blocked the way out of the city.

Zhao Shi was dressed in a plain white coat. Several deliberately suppressed coughs came from the carriage. Wei Liu was escorted with a knife. The heavy snow in the sky showed no sign of stopping.

Wei Liu endured and endured, and courageously persuaded: "His Royal Highness, the roads are all sealed, and it will be dark when the place comes."

The people in the carriage made no sound.

Wei Liu added: "It is too dangerous to enter the mountains in a snowy day."

Mingzhu heard Zhao Shi say: "Keep going."

His voice is dumb.

Mingzhu floated along, they went to a deep mountain outside the city, and there was a temple halfway up the mountain.

She thought that Zhao Shi had come to burn incense and worship Buddha, but it didn't seem to be what she thought.

Zhao Shi just stood outside the temple and glanced at the Buddha statue, with mocking and cold hatred in his eyes, then he turned around and walked deeper out of the temple.

The man stopped in front of a tombstone. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes seemed to be particularly red with blood. He knelt down to clean the fallen leaves of the tombstone for her, and stroked the name on it with his fingers.

When Mingzhu saw her tombstone, she felt very complicated. It turned out that he was here to sweep her grave.

In a daze, she seemed to see the moist tears in the corners of Zhao Shi's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, she couldn't see anything.

Zhao Shi put his face on the cold tombstone, his face was pale, and his lips were white. He said a few words softly: "Zhuzhu, I'm sorry for you."

Mingzhu couldn't breathe, she seemed to be hit hard.

She was awakened by being photographed, and Biying looked at her worriedly, "Girl, how are you? You have been crying just now."

Mingzhu looked ignorant, raised her hand and wiped her face, she felt tears, and shook her head: "I'm fine."

She often flunked to think that the poison/drink in that glass was something the princess had concealed from him and did it secretly. After all, he was someone he liked in his previous life and would want to excuse him.

But I'm sorry to hear that.

Mingzhu feels that she can't deceive herself.

If it wasn't a dream, then she would be able to rush to Zhao Shi and confidently ask him, how could she not tolerate a life if she had been in the same bed for more than five years?

Biying handed her a handkerchief, "You wipe your face."

Mingzhu took the handkerchief and wiped off the wet tears on her face. She sat on the bed for a long time. After calming her mind, there was something else that caused her headaches to do.

She has to drink medicine again.

But fortunately, she left an extra eye on yesterday, grabbed some more medicine and hid it in the cabinet.

That new skirt was worn only once last night and can't be worn again. Mingzhu was wearing an oleander pink jacket dress today, and she told Biying that she was going to the kitchen.

"What are you going to do in the kitchen?"

She used Zhao Shi as a shield, "I want to make soup for the prince."

Biying was overjoyed, and the girl Mingzhu finally didn't hold her temper, and she was resuscitated.

"I will take you over."

Mingzhu hid the medicinal materials in his cuffs and brought them to the kitchen. She found the crock pot for the soup, put it on a coal stove and boiled it freely, with the lid tightly closed, and no one noticed it.

As for the other pot of chicken soup, she didn't care much, and she didn't know if the bottom of the pot was burnt.

The cook smelled burnt, and it was too late to add water to remedy it.

Mingzhu didn't feel sorry for the burnt chicken soup at all. She said, "If you can't drink it, just pour it."

Biying felt it was a pity, "Why do you have another pot of stew?"

Mingzhu said perfunctorily: "I suddenly remembered that His Royal Highness does not like to drink chicken soup."

"Yes?"

"Yes."

Mingzhu pushed her out of the kitchen, "You go out first, and I will cook him another mutton soup with the secret recipe."

Biying innocently believed that she was really a secret recipe, wishful thinking that the girl was really more and more concerned about her Royal Highness.

When there was no one in the kitchen, Mingzhu drank her own soup while it was still hot.

A bowl of soup and medicine entered her stomach, and her hanging heart could also be put down.

Zhao Shiruo knows that she is violating her righteousness, and she must be angry again.

Mingzhu was very cautious. He cleaned up all the medicine dregs and washed the crock to make sure that he would not be found before he walked out of the kitchen.

The mutton soup in the pot has been simmered for more than an hour.

Biying said: "His Royal Highness just came back, and I heard that you stewed him mutton soup. She seemed very happy and asked you to send it over."

Mingzhu had to take this trip.

She was holding the food box in her hand, and the broth in the food box was full of fragrance. She didn't need to pass it this time, so she went into his study smoothly.

There are still guests in the study.

It was the last time she recognized her on the way to escape.

Mingzhu felt that the expression in his eyes when he looked at him was unexplainable, and her gaze made her feel uncomfortable.

She still bears a grudge. If it weren't for this elder son, she wouldn't have been found by Zhao Zhi so quickly.

Mingzhu walked over with a cold face and asked Zhao Shi, "Do you want soup?"

Zhao Shi didn't answer, but paused for a moment, but instead asked her: "Why is there a smell of medicine on her body?"