After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

When Mingzhu saw him, she naturally had no good face. She lowered her eyelashes with a cold expression, but didn't look at him. She struggled away from his palm with her wrist. She had a delicate skin that could be broken by blowing. With a little effort, there were two conspicuous red marks of fingerprints on her white as snowy wrist.

Zhao Shi's hand was too hard just now, and the knuckles were faintly white. He endured it, curled up his thumb, but didn't touch her again.

He looked at her and asked coldly: "Don't you be happy to see people? Why are you crying?"

Mingzhu was angry and angry. She didn't know how much he had seen the situation just now. She held her finger and said, "If I want to cry, I will cry."

Zhao Shi didn't like her crying for others, her eyes were red, and a pitiful sob was like poking him in his heart. He felt tight in his chest and short of breath. It was very uncomfortable.

She cried most of the time without a sound. The pear blossoms are rainy, fragile and pitiful.

Zhao Shi coldly looked at her red eyes, circled her harsh words, and never said anything.

When the spring day was shining, Zhao Shi smelled the faint fragrance of apricot blossoms on her body and asked, "I really like him so much?"

When these words were said, Zhao Shi felt a little regretful. He shouldn't ask, because the left and right would not hear what he wanted to hear from her.

She couldn't hide things either. She told him with red eyes yesterday that she wanted to marry Wei Chiyu as his wife, which didn't seem like a lie under her breath.

In two years, if something really happened between them, he would not have time to stop it.

Zhao Shi squeezed his fingers, raised his eyes, and said one step ahead of her, "Get on the carriage."

Mingzhu didn't listen to him at all, and refused without even thinking about it.

Zhao Zhi pursed her lips, and silently led her into the carriage.

Mingzhu would rather blow the wind outside the window than look at him.

Zhao Shi sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, "Wei Chiyu took a great deal of time, and all the human and material evidence were asked to destroy him. If you cry for him because you are worried about him, you will be wasting your tears in vain."

Mingzhu said: "As an official, I don't have any means to lose my footing."

Zhao Shi lifted the lid of the cup and took two sips of bitter tea. The corners of his lips curled slightly. He smiled somewhat mockingly, "You will excuse him."

Mingzhu lowered her face slightly and did not speak.

After a while, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Mingzhu jumped out of the car with the hem of her skirt, running too fast and almost fell. Zhao Shi gave a hand behind her, and she didn't appreciate it.

A new sprout branch stretched out from the yard, with a few touches of color on the verdant branches.

Zhao Shi followed her into the house, but Mingzhu couldn't drive him away, so she treated him as air and ignored him.

Xiaoman hadn't seen her mother since she got up in the morning, she was about to have trouble long ago, Hongling didn't coax her with two candies, she was exhausted, and she had never seen such a clingy child!

Is it possible that Mingzhu was so clingy when he was young? She really didn't see it.

There were two fluffy and cute little jugglings on Xiao Man's head, with red lips and white teeth, beautiful features, and crying with red eyes. The little girl buried herself in the pillow, aggrieved.

Hong Ling was afraid that she would be bored, so she quickly dug someone out of the bed, hugged her and said, "Your mother has something to do, and she will be back soon."

"Oh." The little girl's voice was dull, as if she was not very satisfied with the explanation, she was not very happy.

"You are almost three years old, how can you still be so attached to your mother?"

"Oh."

"..." Hong Ling felt that Xiaoman's character had followed her father 80% of the time, and it was too difficult to serve!

Mingzhu pushed the door into the room, and saw her daughter crouching on Hongling's shoulder, making her very sad.

She felt distressed at once, walked over and hugged her, "What's the matter with Xiaoman?"

The little girl looked up and saw her mother, and immediately stopped crying, and stretched out her hands to hold her.

Mingzhu hugged her daughter to coax her for a while before coaxing her. Just as Hongling wanted to say something, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the man outside the door and blurted out, "Why is he here?!"

Hong Ling's voice was loud, and everyone in the room could hear his voice.

For a while, no one spoke.

Hong Ling still had lingering fears about this man, and after coming down several times, she knew that he was not an easy master to provoke. She silently stood behind Mingzhu and hid herself.

Zhao Shi looked at the little girl in Mingzhu’s arms, but his eyes did not change significantly. He stared at the little girl’s face for a few times. Upon closer inspection, his appearance seemed to follow Mingzhu, especially this pair of Yuanyuan. With her eyes, she looked at others seriously and looked almost the same as her mother.

Zhao Shi took a few steps forward, and Mingzhu dodged backward.

The man stopped and didn't move. He has suppressed his emotions since yesterday, and he has tolerated it again and again. He said, "Don't get used to her."

Always stuck to mother, like what it looks like.

Mingzhu was stunned, "You can't control it."

Zhao Zhiqi laughed, "I can't care about my daughter."

Mingzhu can't figure out his attitude towards his daughter, nor can he see whether he can tolerate her daughter, if he can tolerate it, it would be bad for her.

If he insists on taking the child back to the capital, what will she do?

Watching the child being carried by someone else? Let the child call someone else's mother? No, no, she can't do it.

But Zhao Shi told her at that time that he would take the child to the palace and raise him. Mingzhu was really scared, her arms around the child couldn't stop shaking. She stubbornly said, "It's not yours."

Zhao Shi raised his eyes to look at her, and said clearly: "It wasn't me who killed her."

"you!"

Hong Ling, who was so accustomed to being wild and pompous, was shocked when he heard such words. With such a big tone and cruel heart, he could say such words to such a cute little girl.

Hongling's anger completely forgot to be afraid, and stood out from behind Mingzhu, "Do you have a conscience? Zhuzhu almost had a dystocia when giving birth to a child. He was a heartless white-eyed wolf. The child has a father like you. It's better not."

Zhao Shi's eyes were a little empty, he clenched his fingers hard, and asked dumbly, "Dystocia?"

Hong Ling nodded, "Yes. You don't know how dangerous it was at that time. Pots of blood came out of the house. If it weren't for her life, I really thought she would die that night."

Zhao Shi cold changed his face and swallowed his bitter throat silently.

She was weak, he knew it.

When I was in the Prince's Mansion, I haven't seen much improvement after recuperating for more than half a year.

Mingzhu tugged at her sleeve, "Don't say it."

How can Hongling listen to her persuasion now, the whole person is going to be mad, and he is about to let this dog man recognize himself, "You don't think Zhuzhu still has you in her heart? She was 800 years old. I've forgotten everything. It's enough to meet people once in a lifetime. You, a wolf-hearted man, will be punished sooner or later!"

Zhao Zhi's face was not even a bit bloody, standing by the window in backlight, a very beautiful face was very pale, he vaguely angered, "You get out of it."

Hong Ling held up her head as if she was going to quarrel with him, Mingzhu quickly held her down, "Hong Ling, really don't say it."

Hong Ling stomped her feet when she was angry, thinking that her character was too soft. When facing such a man, she should scold them back. Besides, isn't there still Wei Chiyu to support them? No matter how powerful this man is, it is estimated that he will be on par with Wei Chi Yu.

Besides, for a man like him, Hongling has seen a lot and hurt people's hearts. He said a few words of excuse me lightly, and wanted to ask people to turn his head back. What a idiot!

Hong Ling looked at the man with slanting eyes, and said proudly: "Don't pester us Zhuzhu, we Zhuzhu will still be an official wife in the future! Don't delay her marriage!"

Zhao Shi was full of anger, but he burned his own heart completely, a little numb in pain, he raised his hand, patiently succumbed, "Take her out for me."

The entourage immediately threw Hong Ling from the room to the door, and the two men with knives around their waists stared at her.

Where is Hongling a woman who easily confessed to defeat, she said to the people in the house with her throat: "Do you know what it is, the official lady? It is the official wife! I don't know how many people like us Zhuzhu in Yangzhou City. One is a dragon and a phoenix among people."

Hong Ling said in the loudest voice: "Zhuzhu, if you don’t want me to marry Wei Chi Yu, it’s okay. Didn’t the previous elder also say that he likes you? It’s okay for you to marry him. Become the elder's wife, and then Let your husband **** him!"

The more she talked, the more she felt that she had done this.

Mingzhu couldn't laugh or cry in it, she slowly sighed, and thought about it carefully. If she is really desperate, this idea sounds pretty good.

Zhao Shi was quiet for a while. If he didn't meet her in Yangzhou, would she marry someone else soon?

Zhao Shi raised his eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Wei Chiyu want to marry you?"

Mingzhu could hear the unkindness in his faint tone. Does he think that she used to be her concubine, and she is unworthy to marry someone else as a regular wife? He didn't look down on her identity, and he didn't think other people looked down on her either.

"right."

"It's because you didn't marry him." Zhao Shi said, otherwise he wouldn't even give Wei Chi a voice.

Zhao Shi leaned against her, a light rosin scented on her body, which smelled nice and clear. He stood like a pine, with two pieces of white jade falling between his waist.

The two were very close at this time, and Zhao Shiben wanted to say that he could also marry her.

I had a wedding one after another before, but I never tossed about it again.

Zhao Shi also knew that she really had to be her in this life, and he didn't feel a pity when Gu Shuyi got married. I looked at the most suitable candidate for the princess in the past, but later I didn't even have the interest to take another look.

He is not good at speaking, and prefers to do things without saying a word.

Zhao Shi has already begun to figure out what will she be angry if she is knocked out and brought back to the capital?

Do you still have to hold a knife and stuff it into his hand, preferring to die.

If so, it would be tantamount to piercing a knife in his heart.