After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

The maidservant in the Mingzhu courtyard didn't have time to be happy for Mingzhu for a while. Seeing that His Royal Highness didn't even eat any food, she left.

After getting up, Mingzhu took a bath again, disgusting the smell of the house, and asked her maid to change into a new set of sheets and quilts. The windows on all sides were opened to let the smell escape, and she felt comfortable in her heart.

The dinner on the small table looked better than usual. The dishes are exquisite, and there are more than a dozen kinds of appetizing side dishes.

It must be the meal they thought Zhao Shi, who hadn't been back for a long time, would leave tonight to prepare such a rich meal.

Mingzhu changed into a water-pink tapestry dress with a pair of breasts. The clothes are light and thin, looking elegant, and wearing breathable clothes. It was light and light, and when the summer breeze blew, the skirt moved with the wind.

The door was half open, and the cool breeze slowly came in, adding a bit of tranquility to the silent night.

The weather was cool at night, Mingzhu's appetite improved a bit, and he ate two bowls of rice. It's a pity that the remaining table of vegetables was wasted.

After Mingzhu was full, she played a fan and listened to the cicadas by the window. She is not too noisy, on the contrary, she thinks the cicadas are very nice.

There is a flowering tree in the yard, which has been raised for many years. Unfortunately, after the flowering season, only lush green branches and leaves can be seen.

Mingzhu raised the window, raised her neck slightly, and looked up into the sky. The eyes full of stars twinkled and twinkled, adorn the sky very beautifully.

After finishing her work, Biying walked in lightly, watching that she was only wearing a thin dress, fearing that she would catch a cold, "Girl, let's close the window."

Mingzhu refuses to listen to her on such trivial matters, "I am afraid of heat."

Biying is worried about her. The girl Mingzhu can't stand the cold wind, and she will get sick if she blows it for a long time. She smiled, "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Mingzhu retracted her gaze and turned to look at her, "Summer is afraid of heat, and winter is afraid of cold."

God likes to make fun of people, but she has a physique that is hot in summer and cold in winter.

Biying said, "The slave girl will fan you."

Mingzhu couldn't help her, so she closed the window obediently, and the cicadas on the branches were also shut out of the window.

She said, "No need."

Mingzhu slept once in the evening. Although it was not too early, she was not sleepy at all, and was full of energy.

"Why did those lotus plants that I picked this afternoon disappear?"

The bamboo basket placed by the table was empty, and the lotus seeds packed in the kerchief were gone.

Biying replied, "His Royal Highness has been taken away."

Before leaving, he happened to see the lotus on the table and stared at it thoughtfully for a while. After a while, he was asked to take it away with the bamboo basket.

The bamboo basket was woven by Mingzhu himself. It took a lot of effort to cut the bamboo strips, and he took it away without saying a word.

"If he wants to eat, why does he have to take mine?"

The lotus plant she picked up by rowing against the scorching sun wanted to keep it for herself, but didn't plan to give him a star. Besides, is the dignified prince afraid that he won't be able to eat the lotus?

"His Royal Highness said the lotus in the basket looks fresh and tender."

"He doesn't like lotus pod at all."

Zhao Shi didn't really like to eat. There were a lot of things that he didn't want to touch. The taste was very picky and difficult to serve, but he could pretend, and it was not easy to tell.

Biying explained: "His Royal Highness should take it into the palace to give the princess a taste."

Mingzhu said, "Oh, forget it."

She still likes Zhao Xin very much. If it is sent to the princess to eat, she has no objection.

She was fine for the past two days. Mingzhu thought about it and said, "Tomorrow, let's go to the pond to pick some lotus plants. The stew is very delicious."

Biying looked a little embarrassed, "His Royal Highness said, we are not allowed to take you to boating in the lake."

"How did he know?" Mingzhu blurted out.

But immediately, she thought, even if he hadn't come back for nearly two months, he knew everything about her well.

"That's not going."

"Tomorrow, the slave and maid will send someone some over."

"good."

As soon as the words were finished, the voice of the maid outside the door was respectful and passed into the house.

"Girl Pearl, the servant girl is here to deliver the medicine."

Biying was regarded as the big maid in her house, she was a little upset when she heard this, she opened the door sternly and walked out, "What medicine?"

The little maid was holding the tray, and she was innocent, she just did what the master ordered.

"Girl Pearl should know it."

Biying was about to drive her away, Mingzhu persuaded her, looked at the pitiful round-faced little girl outside the house, and sighed, "Come in, put the medicine down."

"Yes." The little girl didn't have any bad thoughts. She said: "His Royal Highness said that this is a medicine prepared by an imperial physician. It is much better than the medicine you randomly prepared. You can take it with confidence."

Mingzhu looked at the black medicine bowl on the table and smiled slightly, "Thank you Your Highness for me."

These words are not words of breath, they are indeed what she thinks in her heart. That's good, she doesn't have to tremble and avoid him to take those tiger and wolf medicines.

Mingzhu endured the bitter taste and drank the medicine in one breath, so that the little girl could go back for business with an empty bowl.

Biying was stunned, wondering what happened again? Didn't His Royal Highness stop allowing girls to drink these messy things a long time ago? Why did he take the initiative to send it over again.

This breath is too big.

Mingzhu ate two sweet candied fruit to suppress the bitter taste in her mouth, and felt that she was finally alive again.

The outsider Biying looked anxious, "Girl, you are really too stubborn."

His Royal Highness was furious, and it was true.

Moreover, His Royal Highness is not a person who keeps going over and over again. He is completely chilled after several tossings. In the future, the Mingzhu girl will be no different from an ordinary concubine.

Come and spoil it once when you think of it. Don't come if you can't think of it. When I have forgotten about it, the affection I once had is gone, and I will never come again in this life.

At that time, the Pearl girl can only die in this small courtyard, without children, and it is terrible to think about it.

Mingzhu also understands that she is thinking about herself, "Remember to buy lotus seeds tomorrow and pick the sweet ones."

Biying looked at her for a moment, and said helplessly: "Okay."

Zhao Shi took the basket and went to his mother's palace. Song Luan smiled and welcomed his son into the palace, and asked the maids to bring his favorite snacks.

"Why are you running towards me now?"

Zhao Shi was stunned when asked by his mother. His expression actually amused Song Luan. She looked up at her son, who was already much taller than herself, "Come here and bring me something?"

Zhao Shi hummed awkwardly. With the bamboo basket in his hand, he seemed incompatible with his identity.

"It's the lotus, did you pick it for me?"

Zhao Shi shook his head: "No."

He doesn't eat lotus seeds, and he doesn't think it tastes bitter, but Mingzhu loves them very much. Before going to bed at night, he has to hold the root of the lotus seed, peel it off and eat it before going to bed.

He didn't know why he had to **** her things.

"Very fresh, you taste it."

After Zhao Shi finished speaking, he helped her mother peel a few of them.

Song Luan took two bites and narrowed his eyes, "Sweet and delicious."

She asked again: "So you came today to give me lotus pods?"

After being silent, Zhao Shi shook his head truthfully, "No."

He frowned, his face rarely distressed, and he asked, "Mother, what makes you like someone?"

Song Luan was all asked down now, because she didn't know it herself, she liked everyone, but it seemed that no one liked it.

She smiled, "Want to see her every day? Want to be close to her? Want to be nice to her?"

Zhao Shi's fingers curled up one by one, "Is that right?"

"Yes."

"What happens if you leave the one you like?"

"I don't know, I should be able to live a good life, too." Song Luan always felt melancholy whenever he brought up this topic.

But soon the melancholy that was drifting in her heart disappeared. She smiled and asked, "Are you eager to get a bride?"

Zhao Shi twitched at the corner of his mouth, "No."

Song Luan thought he was shy, her son had a restrained temperament and couldn't see what he thought. It's rare to be as confused as today.

"You can marry someone home in a few months, so remember to treat her well."

Zhao Shi's voice was dumb, and he was silent for a long time.

Song Luan took him to talk homely, "Last month, I met the lady of the Ming family. She is very beautiful, knowledgeable and reasonable, and seems very talented. Your sister has never beaten her against her."

She lowered her head and smiled, "But the most important thing is that you like her."

Zhao Zhi smelled the fragrance of his mother's body that made him feel relaxed and happy, and did not say that he didn't like Mingru much.

Zhao Shi accompanied her for lunch, but he couldn't escape the fate of being driven away by his father.

Some of his mother's words are right. No one in this world can't live without anyone.

Zhao Shi knew that his mother didn't love his father, and he just lived like this for almost half his life.

Zhao Shi didn't like the self who was out of control, and instinctively hated the self who was manipulated by emotions. He was the jewel and gave way too much. Some things shouldn't be back again.

He didn't know who he was angry with, he gritted his teeth and thought, he doesn't necessarily like her only.

He is the prince.

…

Mingzhu thought it would be late summer when she saw Zhao Shi next time, but that evening, she saw him again.

Zhao Shi didn't say anything else, and grabbed her by the carriage.

Mingzhu didn't ask them where they were going, nor did Zhao Shi tell her.

In the carriage, the two of them became speechless dumb.

Staggered up a section of the official road. Before dark, the car stopped in front of the pier.

Mingzhu lifted the driving curtain and looked out. There were several cruise ships standing on the calm lake, and the beautiful lanterns were dazzling.

There are special people waiting here at the pier, and they are invited to board the boat.

Mingzhu followed Zhao Shi to the lantern boat in the center of the lake, with the sound of silk and bamboo inside.

The masked woman sits on the side holding the pipa and plays tunes for the guests inside.

Mingzhu walked in and saw a few familiar people.

Two young and beautiful women sat beside Sheng Wenlin and Song Huaiqing, pouring wine and tea for them.

When Song Huaiqing saw Mingzhu, she thought of her painful groans that night, and it was difficult to wave them from his mind.

On the contrary, Sheng Wenlin was calm. He was hanging around as usual, holding a wine glass and asked: "His Royal Highness, why are you willing to take her out tonight? Isn't it a treasure to hide it on weekdays?"

It is said that he is not lightly picky, because he always speaks like this.

Mingzhu turned a deaf ear to her ears, sitting next to Zhao Shi thinking of herself as deaf, hearing nothing, and no matter what they said, she wouldn't feel angry.

Zhao Shi glanced at him coldly: "Drink your wine."

Sheng Wenlin closed his voice, Yu Guang couldn't help but follow the woman beside him.

Song Huaiqing immediately asked, "I wonder if Miss Ming can play the pipa?"

Mingzhu said honestly: "I won't."

Song Huaiqing was sinister and cunning, and he was particularly grudged. Once planted, some prejudices would be difficult to eradicate. He asked, "Where is the piano?"

"Nor."

"Then what will you do?"

"Nothing."

Song Huaiqing hadn't noticed that she, who was weak in the text, still had this side. The character doesn't look as weak as it is on the surface.

Zhao Shi suddenly told her: "Pour wine for me."

Only in this way did Mingzhu understand why Zhao Shi took her and acted as a maid.

She helped him fill the glass in front of him.

Zhao Shi took a sip, but didn't plan to drink more. There is a firework by the lake tonight, and counting the hour seems to be approaching.

Zhao Shi picked up the wine glass in front of him, raised his head and swallowed it into his throat, his cheeks burned immediately, and the wine stained his cheeks.

Mingzhu thought about it or stopped him. If he is drunk, is she going to carry him ashore?

He is tall and his body is so heavy, she must not move his back.

Mingzhu put a hand on his arm, "You drink less."

Her voice seemed to calm his uneasy mood.

Zhao Shi took her hand out, "Go."

Before asking where Mingzhu was going, he was taken to the deck. The people in the cruise ship came out one after another and looked towards the opposite shore.

Sheng Wenlin and Song Huaiqing followed them out, and the maid beside them was left in the cabin.

The wind blowing on the lake at night was chilly. The light from the lantern sprinkled on her face.

Song Huaiqing was standing behind her, she could see half of her side face, her eyes were beautiful, and her brows were also beautiful, exquisite and picturesque. The gauze skirt was ethereal with the wind, and the serene expression gave her a bit of immortality.

Song Huaiqing moved his eyes away, and after a while, he turned his gaze back and silently fell on her side face.

Indeed, it is the face of the red face.

Several cruise ships are very close.

The fireworks on the shore burst into the sky with a deep sound, and brilliant light fell on everyone's face.

Mingzhu tried to look up at the sky with her neck up, but she was also shocked by the extreme beauty of the fireworks.

It's so pretty.

A firework was finished soon.

There was a silver bell of laughter from the boat on the opposite side.

"Miss, the fireworks tonight are so beautiful."

"Yes."

Zhao Shi frowned. She wanted to hold Mingzhu's hand and take her back, but she had already ran to the other side, waiting for the next firework.

The cruise ship on the opposite side accidentally ran into it. The people on the boat swayed and almost fell.

Zhao Shi raised his eyes and looked at the other side, he was stunned.

The girl was wearing a light pink dress and sitting on the side of the boat with a smile on her face. The warm light of the lantern hit her face quietly. She stretched out half of her body and reached out to reach for the water in the lake. She smiled and said to the maid behind her: "This water is so cool."

Zhao Shi seemed to see Mingzhu laughing at herself. She was so lively, unprepared, and not afraid of his smile, he had never seen him again.

"My son, I'm sorry, my servant doesn't know how to sail, so he accidentally ran into you."

Zhao Shi had recovered, he thought in a trance, she and Mingzhu seemed to be.

Not looking like, but demeanor.

He remembered in his heart, the pearl who always liked to smile brightly under the sun.