After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu squatted down and picked up the tiles on the floor little by little.

Biying entered the house, saw her squatting on the ground, her eyes scanned the debris beside her, and hurried forward, "Girl, don't move, be careful of hurting your hands."

Biying wrapped the ceramic shards with her handkerchief and found that the girl Mingzhu had injured her finger, and she didn't know when she was poked with a few small wounds.

Biying immediately got up to find her medicine.

Mingzhu sat down absent-mindedly, seeming not to feel the pain in her fingers.

Biying took the medicine for trauma, and carefully raised her injured finger. After applying the medicine, she wrapped it in gauze. She told her: "Girl, you'd better not touch water these days. "

"good."

Biying asked again: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat rice first?"

She looked at Mingzhu with worry in her eyes, and she wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. She didn't know why the prince and the girl Mingzhu were so embarrassed this time because of the anger that the Royal Highness said, I hadn't heard of it for a long time. I have never seen His Royal Highness smash something.

Although Mingzhu has no appetite, she did not eat anything for a day. She still didn't want to get along with her body, "I'm hungry."

Biying asked the people in the kitchen to bring the hot meals over. They were all light dishes, and there was also a pork ribs and yam soup that she loved to drink.

Mingzhu forced herself to eat half a bowl of rice and drank another bowl of soup, so her face turned a little blood.

Biying looked at her with unconcealed pity and distress, "You can eat more. Recently, her face has become thinner."

She has indeed lost weight during this period, and her round cheeks are not as meaty as before.

Mingzhu said, "But I'm full."

Her mood seemed unaffected at all.

Biying removed the plate from the table.

Mingzhu stayed quietly in her bedroom and opened the window to breathe. She found that the two pots of green radishes she had raised by the window were not good. The original green branches and leaves gradually turned yellow from the roots, which seemed to be dying.

Mingzhu plucked out the yellowing roots and poured some water on Lulu Luo. Whether it can survive or not depends on good luck.

In the dead of night, Mingzhu has a leisurely mind to think about what happened tonight.

Zhao Shi looked very angry, and said that he was angry. She thought he would be furious when he knew about it, because he most hated her disobedience.

Unexpectedly, it passed so lightly. She fell a medicine bottle and said four words-no longer forcing her.

When Zhao Shi looked at her saying those few words, he seemed extremely sad and disappointed, very sad. But she herself felt relieved.

A heavy rain suddenly fell outside the window, and crackling jade beads hit the roof.

During the transition of spring and summer, rain always comes just as it comes.

Mingzhu sat on the soft collapse, listening quietly to the sound of rain outside the window through the window lattice, her heart sank in response to the sound of the rain.

The heavy rain stopped intermittently until the evening of the next day, and the sky was always gloomy.

Mingzhu didn't sleep well, and she would wake up if she didn't sleep for a few hours. After waking up, she would sit by the window and drink tea. She had nothing to do when she was idle. She picked two books from the shelf to pass the time.

When I opened a folk novel, I saw Zhao Shi's comments in Chapter 3, and the clean handwriting was left in the blank space, refreshing and beautiful.

He left comments at the end of almost every chapter, but he had to finish reading these popular novels before she.

The comments are not all criticisms, and occasionally stingy compliments, such as-the story is good.

Mingzhu sighed and shoved the book back. It's a bit cold in the room on rainy days. The Pearl is covered with a thick blanket, and carbon is burned in the delicate small copper basin below the soft collapse, which is used for heating.

The late spring, when it is warm and cold, is the time when it is most likely to get sick.

Biying brought the freshly cooked glutinous rice ball soup with glutinous rice **** and put it in front of her, "The girl drank it while it was hot."

The glutinous rice is sweet and waxy. After cooking, it tastes a little sour, but the taste is just right.

Mingzhu feels sleepy every time she eats glutinous rice, just like drinking alcohol, but she has no resistance to glutinous rice and wants to taste it every ten days and a half.

It was too early, even if I was sleepy, I just happened to have a good night's sleep.

Mingzhu picked up the bowl and ate it into her belly bit by bit, warming her hands and feet.

Biying asked: "There is still in the pot, do you want more?"

Mingzhu put down the empty bowl and shook her head, "Don't eat it, I won't wake up after eating it for a while."

Biying smiled, "Yes. Just like rice wine, glutinous rice has great stamina."

Mingzhu yawned lazily on the pillow, blinked sour eyes, and looked at the flower tree outside the window whose buds were knocked out by the wind, "I don't know when summer will come."

Biying helped her close the window, "It's almost there."

After another four or five days, the rainy weather will stop, the sky will gradually clear, the temperature will also warm up, the sun is shining, and the breeze is blowing. Occasionally a few cicadas can be heard in the yard, and early summer is really about to come.

Mingzhu hasn't seen Zhao Shi's figure or heard of him for half a month.

She was content with herself, what she should be like, and what she is now.

Mingzhu didn't know yet, Zhao Shi had already moved back to the palace. He entered the palace under heavy rain that day and almost never came back.

If you have anything you want to use, send someone around you to pick it up.

His Royal Highness is a busy man, there is nothing wrong with that. But if it is so busy, no one will believe it if there is no tricky.

Biying didn't know whether to tell the girl Mingzhu or not, but told her instinctively that that day when the prince left with a cold face, it must have something to do with the girl Mingzhu.

After hesitating for a few days, Biying still told Mingzhu about the matter, "Girl, the prince has not been back for a few days, would you like to send someone to send him a message?"

Mingzhu stopped turning the pages of the book. She said, "His Royal Highness has her own business to be busy."

"That night, the maidservant looked a little angry at His Royal Highness..."

"Yeah. I'm not good." Mingzhu said nonchalantly.

Biying should have known that the girl Mingzhu was a woman with a soft outside and a strong inside, and she would only be prevented from coming back if she tried to persuade her.

But what's the end of an egg to touch a rock?

The sun was getting hotter every day, and it seemed that the blink of an eye had passed, and it was summer.

In summer, cicadas hummed on the branches and Mingzhu changed into a thin shirt. Although her house has a good orientation, it can still make people sleepless in summer, especially she is afraid of heat. Every noon, she has to go to the backyard pond. Playing fans in the shade of the gazebo.

All the lotus flowers in the pond are blooming, and they are as beautiful as a painting. In the summer, when she saw the water, she wanted to take off her shoes and soak her feet in the water to feel comfortable.

But this is not the Ming family's partial courtyard. When others see it, they will be said to have no education.

Zhao Shi seemed to have forgotten her, and hadn't come back for more than a month, and no one would disturb her life.

Xu felt that Mingzhu had finally fallen out of favor, and the people underneath were not so dedicated. You don't have to get what you want to eat, and you have to save a little bit of ice cubes.

Biying almost quarreled with Mother Liu several times, her eyes flushed with anger, and she argued with Mother Liu.

Mother Liu sarcastically went back in a few words, saying that the empress in the cold palace is not so expensive either.

Biying had no confidence in the quarrel, and she was not sure whether His Royal Highness was really annoyed this time and would never come back.

Mingzhu doesn't care about these things, no matter how difficult it is, it will pass.

She wished that Zhao Shi would never remember her and let her fend for herself.

Sister Liu saw that she could still go to the pond to enjoy the lotus with peace of mind. She smiled and said, "Mr. Pearl is really not an ordinary person."

This trick is tried and tested again and again.

Mingzhu looked at her smile, feeling uncomfortable. There was ridicule in this smile.

Mother Liu is an old man in the house, and she knows the temperament of His Royal Highness. From now on, I will never look again.

Maybe in a few days, Mingzhu will be sent out.

From the day Mingzhu entered the door, Mother Liu felt that she was a scourge and wanted to drive her away a long time ago.

"The old slave won't disturb the girl's leisure time, and will go down first."

Mingzhu didn't speak, she found a small boat, rowed to Huxinzhou by herself, and picked a few well-ripe lotus plants. Her face seemed to be whiter in the brilliant sunlight.

The bow of the boat was already full of lotus pods. She rowed the boat on the shore, peeled the lotus seeds in the pavilion, and said to Biying: "Stew a lotus seed chicken soup at night."

"Well, this lotus seed is so sweet to eat."

"Not only sweet, but also tender." Mingzhu was hot and sweaty. She wiped away the wet sweat on her face with a kerchief, facing the windward direction, "After a few days, the lotus seeds will not taste good. "

"The girl knows so much."

"This is a talk of experience."

She is a glutton, thinking about delicious food when she is at home.

The sky in the distance gradually dimmed. Mingzhu admired the sunset for a while, then stood up and said, "Go back."

Mingzhu returned with a small basket full of lotus pods, and saw the guard next to Zhao Shi outside the courtyard. Her footsteps stopped.

Biying was obviously much happier than her, "His Royal Highness is back."

Mingzhu sighed, walked into the room, looked at the man she hadn't seen for a long time, and had nothing to say.

Zhao Shi didn't seem to be going to talk to her either. She grabbed her by the wrist and went to bed. She earned her wrist. "I'm all sweaty. I need to take a bath first."

Zhao Shi let go of her wrist, he was obviously thinner, maybe he was too busy. The whole person looked more serious and indifferent than before.

Oncoming is an unsympathetic killing.

He looked at the lotus in her hand, raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, as if mockingly.

Mingzhu had just finished taking a shower and changed her clothes, she was pushed onto the bed, her soft body sank into the quilt, her hands clasped together and pressed on the pillow.

The clothes she wore were originally thin, and the clothes were made even more so.

The low groan, unbearable, overflowed from his throat.

After the matter was over, Zhao Shi wore well-dressed clothes and fished her out of the bed. "After eating, we will go to bed."

After saying this, he arranged his clothes and left again.

Zhao Shi didn't plan to stay at all, and Mingzhu didn't say anything to stay.