After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu knew that Zhao Shi didn't like cats, cats, and dogs. He didn't think it was clean, and was afraid that he was really angry, so he sent the little white cat away immediately.

Her gaze was cautious, and her round eyes rolled twice. Seeing that he straightened his lips and spoke slowly, her anxiety deepened. She explained again: "He just slept on the pillow, it was my voice. It's too big, it scares him."

After a while, Zhao Shi still made no sound.

Mingzhu clenched the veil in her hand, and her heart beat a drum. For a while, she couldn't see if Zhao Shi was really annoyed.

The little white cat was running around the room, seeming to be frightened. The hairy tail stood up high like a feather duster, barring his teeth, staring round eyes, and hiding in the corner in an attacking manner.

Mingzhu wanted to pick him up, but couldn't catch him.

The burn on the back of Zhao Shi's hand was a deep red, burning with a tingling sensation.

If the scald is not rinsed with cold water in time, it will only get worse.

The man's expression was cold, his face slightly lowered, unable to distinguish the joy and anger between his eyebrows, he slowly stood up, and the raised throat went up and down two times: "I'm going to change clothes."

Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it didn't involve the little white cat.

Zhao Shi's long fingers were placed on his waist, and he pulled gently, untied his belt, and then untied his outer shirt.

While Mingzhu was changing his clothes, the cat caught the little white cat hiding under the table with her waist. She hugged the kitten, soft and soft, and her voice was gentle and gentle: "Be good, don't be afraid."

The kitten was gradually comforted by her, purring and purring.

Zhao Shi changed into a water-blue gown, with tulle sleeves, dusty and elegant, quite a cold and indifferent chill. However, his complexion today is very good, his lips are red, his teeth are white, the tails of his eyes are light red, and the thin water red evokes a bit of color.

He looked at the cat in her arms and frowned slightly. The kitten was rolling around just now, and its hair was shed so badly that it was not very clean.

The man's thin lips moved lightly, the words reached his lips, and he swallowed back.

After a while, Mingzhu handed the little white cat to the maid and let them take care of him. She seemed to be very worried and told over and over again: "He is timid, please coax more, don't touch his stomach, he It will blow up hair and bite people."

"Yes."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Shi asked, "I heard that this cat is very precious and not very easy to raise."

Mingzhu turned around and said, "It's more vulnerable than other cats."

Zhao Shiruo sat down without incident and said lightly: "Don't let him go to bed."

"Oh."

The sound of rain outside the window was intermittent, but this late summer rain cooled the sultry weather.

A few thunders struck him, and Mingzhu's face was a little pale.

Zhao Shi knew that she was afraid of thunder, wanted to reach out to touch her, and was afraid to see her dodge her own movements, and gradually curled up her outstretched fingers. He said, "Come with me in the next game."

Dark clouds pressed across the sky, and the light in the room was dim.

After Zhao Shi said these words, he stood up and lit the candle on the candlestick. The candlelight gradually illuminates every corner, and the candlelight shakes gently.

Mingzhu sat down opposite him, she took the white chess, and before the move, she said: "I can't play you."

Zhao Shi smiled softly, "Really? What does it matter?"

Playing chess is just a pastime.

Mingzhu couldn't understand Go before, but Zhao Shi taught her how to play. She was not as scheming as he was, as if she had never beaten him.

The two of them sat by the window and played a few rounds of Go in peace.

On the chessboard, the homicided piece of Mingzhu did not remain, and the battle situation was tragic. Zhao Shi had no intention of letting her go around the bend to tease her, and then give her a fatal blow after teasing enough.

Mingzhu was sulking, but she is not someone who can't afford to lose. Her chess skills are not good, and we can't blame Zhao Shi for not letting her.

After Banzhuxiang, Mingzhu lost his temper and put down the chess pieces in his hand, "I don't want to play anymore."

Zhao Shi patiently cleaned up the mess, "You will lose if you don't think too much or far enough."

Mingzhu thought that she shouldn't waste time playing chess with him, she might as well make two more clothes for Xiaoman, she pursed her lips, "I'm really not smart enough."

"I didn't say you are not smart." Zhao Shi explained to himself, he put away the chessboard on the low table.

Mingzhu just saw the red marks on the back of his hand, a large area of ​​reddish skin, and it was shocking. She later realized that this red seal should have been burned by hot water. Since he didn't feel any pain, she wouldn't ask.

However, the scald on the back of Zhao Shi's hand gradually worsened, his skin seemed to be burning, and several blood blisters formed on it.

Zhao Shi pulled out the ointment from the cabinet and applied the medicine on his own.

The room was suddenly filled with a refreshing fragrance of medicine, and the smell was refreshing and not unpleasant.

Zhao Shi stayed in Mingzhu's room for the whole afternoon, and the two of them didn't say a few words. If it weren't for the pouring rain outside, she wanted to escape elsewhere.

Mingzhu was bored and didn't want to talk to Zhao Shi, so she found two books to read. She was unlucky today. The stories in the book were extremely boring, like the old woman's footcloth, smelly and long. She almost fell asleep.

When it was time for dinner, the maids went into the house one by one to prepare the meal.

Zhao Shi asked people to bring a pot of peach blossom wine, and the man explained in her surprised eyes: "This wine tastes good, you can taste it."

Mingzhu poured a cup of warm wine, it was mellow, and it smelled very sweet. She took a couple of sips, and the taste was really good.

Zhao Shi didn't drink much, so he didn't drink much.

On the contrary, Mingzhu drank most of the pot of wine without knowing it.

Mingzhu's cheeks are red, but her consciousness is still clear.

When Zhao Shi found out that she had drunk too much wine, he sighed: "Zhuzhu, this wine has great stamina."

Mingzhu shook her head, tried to open her eyes, and said impatiently, "It's okay."

Except for her dizziness, she has no other discomfort.

She shook the jug, poured the last little bit into the glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Shi wanted to stop, but she was pushed away from the anger. She should have been a little drunk and said, "Don't worry about me."

Mingzhu won't make trouble even if she drinks too much. When her stamina is up, she throws herself on the bed and closes her eyes to rest.

After a while, she fell asleep.

Zhao Shi wiped her face with a wet towel, and the woman lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, as if looking at him or not.

Her eyes were empty, and suddenly she grabbed his wrist and called him confidently, "Help me put my hair down."

Zhao Shili responded with an okay word, and gently removed the silver hairpin she used to curl her hair, then got up and took the comb, gently supporting her back with the palm of her hand to help her straighten her hair.

Mingzhu squinted her eyes comfortably, and the breath that came out as she opened her mouth seemed to contain a strong fragrance, and she said: "I need shoes and socks."

She held the quilt, "I want to sleep."

Zhao Shi suddenly felt that it was not necessarily a bad thing that she was drunk. She hadn't seen her soft appearance for a long time, without any dazzling guards, and would not avoid him like a jackal, tiger or leopard.

Obediently soft, even squeamish is pleasing.

Zhao Shi helped her take off her shoes again, his fingers paused, and he untied the straps on the placket so that she could sleep more comfortably.

Mingzhu said that she would go to bed when she slept, but she couldn't sleep peacefully after drinking. She put her face on his palm, woke up vaguely in the middle of the night, found a more comfortable position and continued to sleep.

Her head happened to press on Zhao Shi's burned hand. He woke up with pain, his blood blister was crushed, pus mixed with blood and water all flowed out.

When Mingzhu woke up, the man beside her hadn't even gotten up yet.

Her head hurts a bit, she slowly sat up from the bed and looked down at Zhao Shi, who was still asleep. She couldn't remember what happened since last night.

Zhao Zhijue was shallow, opened his eyes when he heard the movement, his voice was hoarse and lazy: "Doesn't the headache hurt?"

Mingzhu didn't respond.

Zhao Shi thought she was asleep, so she sat up and stretched out her hand to test the temperature on her forehead. "Still sleepy?"

Mingzhu came back to her senses and asked, "Don't you have to go to the morning court today?"

Zhao Shi lightly replied, "No."

Mingzhu uttered an oh, and then got out of bed and put on her clothes.

It rained heavily yesterday, but it was a sunny day this morning.

When Zhao Shi had breakfast, he seemed to say casually: "Tomorrow, the embroiderer in the palace will come and measure the size for you."

Mingzhu's hand holding the spoon loosened, "What is this?"

Zhao Shi raised his eyes, "Prepare the wedding gown."

Mingzhu didn't know what to say for a while.

It's impossible for Zhao Shi to discuss this matter with her, she has to go ahead whether she wants it or not.

After breakfast, Zhao Shi entered the palace, and Mingzhu was finally able to catch his breath.

It was almost noon, and the invited troupe had already arrived at the pavilion stage, and was waiting to sing on the stage in the afternoon.

Guanshi Lin said with Mingzhu: "His Royal Highness specially ordered them to sing for you."

He then said: "His Royal Highness is afraid that you may feel boring to listen to the drama alone, so I have invited many people to accompany you."

Mingzhu is really boring, there is no fun, and there is no hope.

She felt that part of herself really stayed in Jiangnan.

She was calm, and lazily answered, "I see."

Mingzhu soon knew who Zhao Shi had invited to accompany her to the mansion to listen to the show. They were basically ladies from the capital family, and all of them were not inferior in status.

The attitudes of these girls towards her were very different from before.

Not only was it polite, but it was also full of compliments.

She uttered all the nice things she was boasting about.

Several other young ladies from Ming's family came here too cheeky, standing aside in embarrassment without talking.

Mingru was forced to come over by Madam Hou. Madam Hou wanted her to build a good relationship with Mingzhu, and through this relationship, she would pave the way for her ineffective young son.

Mingru gritted her teeth bitterly when she saw Mingzhu surrounded by stars holding the moon.

Mingzhu suddenly knows why everyone wants to climb up, being at a high place, whoever sees you must be polite and polite, offering you like an ancestor.

Seeing her today, Mingyuan was willing to laugh at her with the humiliation, and called her sister.

When Mingzhu heard this insincere little sister, she only felt amused.

She didn't fully recognize these ladies of the family, but she did recognize Miss Gu who hadn't seen her for a long time.

Mingzhu wasn't sure before, whether Zhao Shi was really moved by this talented and handsome Miss Gu. However, the girl next to her said that Miss Gu had married the right bamboo horse the year before last, and she immediately had a count.

Zhao Zhi turned out to have a conscience and a sincere heart.

For those who really cherish, they are reluctant to grab love with a sword.

Soon after the stage began to sing, Zhao Shi returned from the palace.

He didn't go to the pavilion to disturb them listening to the play. He went straight to the study, and the little maid who was next to Mingzhu ran over in a panic and took out a black bottle from his sleeve.

The little maid looked uneasy, and according to the facts, she reported: "His Royal Highness, this is the medicine bottle that the slave and maid accidentally discovered when cleaning the room today."

Zhao Shi didn't know that this was the poison/medicine Hongling gave to Mingzhu.

The man opened and smelled the medicine, frowned immediately, thinking about it, it was clear that this was not a good thing.