After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Even if Zhao Shi doesn't understand medicine, he also knows what the effect of musk is.

The man's tight eye sockets were aching, and he stared at the pill in his hand, and he involuntarily used his fingers to tap it, squeezing it into fine sand.

After a while, Zhao Shi lowered his eyelashes, closed the bottle cap without changing his face, and tried his best to control the medicine bottle without breaking it.

With a cold white face, he turned around, faintly looking at the sleeping woman on the bed. Her face was flushed in sleep, like a ripe pink peach, her eyelashes fell obediently, her mouth was slightly opened for breathing, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she was beautiful and well-behaved.

She sleeps well, curled up in a ball, quietly nestled in the quilt, her beautiful fingers gently grasping the corner of the quilt without moving.

Zhao Shi thought of these days again, she was really good. He thought she had figured it out, and it turned out that everything was pretended by her.

No wonder she resisted the doctor just now, looking for all kinds of excuses, she didn't want to take a pulse, and she didn't want to see a doctor.

When she smiled at him, she deceived him without hesitation.

Zhao Shi left the bedroom quietly, and the doctor who had only been sent away soon called back.

As soon as the doctor returned to the pharmacy, he was hurriedly taken into the carriage and sent to the prince's house, without time to sit down and drink. He really can't stand such a toss with a handful of old bones.

He wiped the cold sweat that came out of his forehead, and looked at the cold-looking man in front of him, calm as a chill, and did not dare to make a rash.

Zhao Shi took the small medicine bottle out of his sleeve and put it on the table gently, "Open it and see, what kind of medicine is this."

The doctor hurriedly said yes, took the medicine bottle, poured it out and looked at it, and then he put his nose down and sniffed it carefully.

This medicine is not difficult to recognize, and it is not a particularly unusual medicine. It is the most common medicine to avoid subsistence, but the medicine is extraordinarily fierce and is very bad for the body.

The doctor pondered for a while and said, "Your Highness, this medicine is used for contraception."

Zhao Shi guessed it, but instead he curled his lips and sneered.

"Even if you don't want children, this medicine should never be taken." He went on to say: "The medicine is very powerful. If you take too much, I am afraid it will be difficult to conceive in this life."

Zhao Shi didn't say anything after hearing it, and the expression in his eyes became a pool of stagnant water. The sky was sinking, the dusk fell, and the light in the room was dim. He sat at the desk with the light behind his back. He couldn't see the expression on his face. He muttered, "Go out."

The doctor received the reward and was sent away in a daze.

The guard guarding outside the study suddenly heard a violent noise, as if something had been smashed.

But soon, the study has calmed down, and no sound can be heard.

After the hour of Mo Yue Banzhuxiang, Zhao Shi opened the door of the study, dressed in a lake blue straight embellishment, standing upright and straight, without any extra expression on his pale face, and his thin lips were slightly compressed. Straight line, like an ice blade, sharp and indifferent.

Mingzhu slept too long this time, and the back of her head was a little painful. After opening my eyes, I still feel tired. I yawned and wanted to go to sleep. When I turned over, I accidentally pressed my hair. Her hair was thin and soft, black and thick, like silky satin, and it felt smooth to the touch. Slippery.

The light tingling from her scalp dispelled the rest of her sleepiness.

Mingzhu sat up, her eyes were dull for a while, her long hair spread out slowly on her back, she later realized that something was wrong, raised her hand to touch her head, her bun was loosened a long time ago, on her head. I don’t know who helped her put her hairpin away.

Mingzhu gradually recovered, got out of bed and put on her shoes. When she looked out, she found that it was already night.

She lit two candlelights with a fire-folder, and the light in the room was only slightly brighter, and the open flame of the red candlelight swayed with the wind blowing in from the window.

Mingzhu's thin sleeves swayed with the wind, and the candlelight reflected her white side face, and the face reflected in the mirror was gorgeous and vivid.

Mingzhu looked at herself in her glasses, and after a good night's sleep, she seemed to look a little more beautiful. She was energetic and radiant. She couldn't help reaching out and touching her face, her skin felt delicate and smooth.

She sat in front of the vanity mirror, found a comb from the makeup box, combed her hair halfway, her gaze suddenly stopped, and the medicine bottle in the box was gone.

Mingzhu panicked and called Biying in. She asked with a pale face, "Have you moved my makeup box?"

Biying shook her head, "No."

She has never entered the girl's house today, let alone touched her things.

Biying saw her anxiously, "Girl, have you lost something?"

Generally, large families have people who have dirty hands and feet, but this is the Prince's Mansion. The people underneath are strictly trained and have no guts to do such sneaky things. Besides, there is no chance for ordinary people to enter the Mingzhu girl's house.

Mingzhu shook her head, her complexion looked weak, she said weakly, "No."

She was going to look for it again, maybe she had misplaced it herself.

Before Mingzhu could find it, the little maid outside the door had a respectful voice, "Your Highness."

As the voice fell to the ground, the door was pushed open by him at the same time.

Mingzhu looked at him and didn't know how to react.

Zhao Shi swept Biying's face with a cold look, and then called out.

The heavy pressure on the man's body was pouring on Mingzhu, and he watched her quietly with plain eyes, and he remained silent for a long time without speaking.

Mingzhu's calf weakened by this look. She slowly stood up, her slender hands resting on the tabletop, supporting her body. She wanted to raise her spirits and smile at him, but she couldn't even smile to deal with it.

The medicine bottle is missing.

There are only a handful of people who can go in and out of her bedroom freely. Apart from him, there is really no one else.

Just now Mingzhu could still deceive herself and tell herself that she might have remembered something wrong, and then she might find it.

But looking at Zhao Shi's expression, she could no longer lie to herself.

Zhao Zhi's voice was hoarse, and he spoke to her in the usual tone, "Are you full?"

Mingzhu nodded, and the wind blowing in from the two open windows behind her lifted up her cloud-like hair, like a ruffled skirt that floated out of dust. The candlelight illuminates her face as white, without any blood.

Zhao Shi didn't seem to feel her fear, so he raised the corner of his mouth, chuckled, and asked, "Those things?"

Mingzhu guessed that he should have heard the conversation between herself and Biying. The panicked heart calmed down when the last layer of window paper was about to pierce.

She had red eyes and did not speak.

Zhao Shi didn't need her answer either. He took out the small medicine bottle from his sleeve, put it in front of her, and asked softly, "Is it this?"

Mingzhu almost bit her tongue, and he found it. Then there was a kind of annoyance, how could he flip through her things casually? In his eyes, does she really have no privacy at all?

Mingzhu's teeth bite too hard, her lower lip was bitten by a small slender mouth, the fine blood infiltrated her lips and teeth, and a faint salty smell permeated.

Zhao Shi seemed to see what she was thinking, the corners of her mouth were deep, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes. He said somewhat mockingly: "I saw it accidentally."

She also wears a hairpin on her head, so she will inevitably feel uncomfortable when she sleeps, and she can easily pull her hair when she flips it.

"Tell me, what's inside." Zhao Shi took a sip of tea and said lightly.

Mingzhu was terrified of the calm. She fell on a chair with a weak calf. Her face became whiter and eyes redder. She took a deep breath, "Didn't you know?"

Didn't he come to Xingshi to inquire about sin now? Why bother to ask her again.

Two pairs of silence, speechless for a long time.

This dying silence was like a huge stone pressed against her heart.

Zhao Shi raised his hand and smashed the bottle to pieces in front of her, with broken porcelain pieces scattered around her feet.

He walked up to her, pinched her chin with two fingers, and forced her to look up at him, "You don't want children like this?"

Even do not hesitate to take this kind of tiger and wolf medicine that hurts the body.

Mingzhu lowered his eyelids, and the drops of water in his eye sockets followed and hit his fingertips. The hot temperature seemed to burn his fingers into a painful wound.

With tears on her face, she whispered: "You don't want it."

Every time she gave her refuge soup, didn't it mean that she was not worthy of giving birth to his child? That being the case, how can you really change your mind now? I just want to use this method to trap her both physically and mentally. With a child, she will not run for the child.

But a child born in this situation cannot get the love of his father.

As shady as her.

Why should she bring him to this world.

Suddenly, standing Biying across the door whispered, "Your Highness, it's time for dinner."

Zhao Shi's cold voice made them all stay away.

Now, there was no sound at all.

Mingzhu wiped her tears with her sleeves and her eyes were red like rabbits. She said, "Your Highness, you can't be so selfish."

Zhao Zhi's throat was astringent, and two words that sounded no offensive power were like two knives stuck in his heart.

He pinched her wrist hard, a little out of control, "So you would rather take this medicine, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Do you know the consequences of taking these medicines?" He almost gritted his teeth in her ear.

Mingzhu nodded, looking very well-behaved, "I know."

She raised her head and smiled, "It's okay, I didn't plan to have children in my life."

Especially with his children.

Zhao Shi gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, but found that he could not speak.

Mingzhu broke away from his wrist, and she said: "Your Highness, you don't need to feel angry. I can hardly get pregnant anymore. Taking this medicine is my own peace of mind."

Over the past year, she and him have rejoiced so many times, almost every time someone stared at her and drank the soup.

Zhao Shi naturally thought of this layer. The whitish finger bones were tightly clasped together. He felt pain in his chest as he breathed. He even said three good words, and his voice seemed to be squeezed from the depths of his throat, hoarse. : "I don't force you."

Zhao Shi didn't say any more words, turned and walked out of the courtyard, his face pale and the housekeeper ordered: "What it was like before, let it be what it is."

She doesn't want it, then continue to take medicine.

Not to practice him, it would be better to just fulfill her in this way.