After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu's eyelashes seemed to be stained with a thin layer of mist, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her expression was a bit dazed, as if she didn't understand the meaning of his words, she muttered: "What?"

Zhao Shi stared at the eyes that were cleaner and clearer than clear water, swallowed the sore and numb throat, was silent for a moment, raised his hand to her cheek, and squeezed out a few words from his throat: "Did he... …"

Have you ever touched you.

Zhao Shi took two deep breaths of air-conditioning, as if two sharp knives had cut his throat, bloody, and he could hardly ask what he was going to say next.

Although Zhao Shi knew that Mingzhu probably didn't like him much before, but at least then she wouldn't resist him like she does now, and tears kept falling after a little touch.

He couldn't help but think more.

But in fact, if Zhuzhu and Wei Chiyu really did everything in those two years, he would be helpless: "Nothing, go to sleep."

Mingzhu looked lazy, not eager to care about his appearance, and turned her back to him.

Zhao Shi gradually calmed down the heat in his abdomen, took her by the shoulders, and fell asleep holding her.

The next day Mingzhu found that the singer had changed. Although they still wear heavy makeup on their faces, Mingzhu recognizes it.

She pointed to the person on the stage and asked, "Why did you change?"

The squad leader of the theater had a look in his eyes, and he did not dare to talk nonsense. He wiped the sweat that came out of his forehead and said: "Today's children's play is different, so people will change."

Mingzhu said seriously: "I still like that person yesterday."

It is pleasing to the eye and very clean.

Guan Shi's heart suddenly raised, but fortunately, he changed people today, otherwise the matter would not end well.

Guan Shi smiled sullily, and went vaguely.

Mingzhu said again: "Next time I will listen to yesterday's scene."

Guan Shi's head hurts, so she has to fool around: "Yes, yes, yes."

His Royal Highness was already very upset yesterday that an actor had a face in front of her. It would only be even more displeased if he knew that the prince would keep people in her heart.

This matter is not difficult to handle, the big deal is to change the troupe.

Mingzhu was sleepy listening to the opera. In the hot summer, the cool breeze blowing from the side of the pavilion was blowing across the light clothes. She yawned and leaned back on the chair lazily, half-squinting her eyes as if she was going to sleep.

The little maid stepped forward and reminded softly: "Prince Princess, the wind is strong on the terrace, why don't you go back to the house and sleep?"

Mingzhu raised her eyelids and said, "It's okay, it will be cooler by blowing the air."

The little maid said, "You are not in good health..."

Mingzhu interrupted her: "I won't die."

The little maid did not dare to persuade her.

Mingzhu slept slowly for more than half an hour, and when she opened her eyes again, the people who sang on the stage had long been sent out of the house. Mingzhu asked casually what time, and then asked, "Has Xiaoman finished class?"

For a three-year-old child who still doesn't speak very clearly, a teacher has already come to teach her to read.

The maid replied: "The teacher of the little princess has not left yet."

Mingzhu felt a little irritated, her mouth pursed straight: "Let's take a look."

The teacher who taught the little princess how to read is a young man. A few years ago, he wrote a few eye-catching policy theories, and the articles were truthful and well written. Asking him to teach a child is indeed a fuss.

Especially the character of the little princess is exactly the same as that of His Royal Highness.

Cold, don't like to talk to people.

Not willing to listen to him seriously.

The man actually has a headache. After more than half a month of teaching, the little princess now only recognizes a few simple words. He is not a strict teacher. For a three-year-old child, he can only say that he is teaching and playing. Even so, the little princess still doesn't recognize his name, so it's a bit late that day.

Mingzhu rushed in aggressively, and her daughter sat in a chair obediently, holding a brush in her hand, squeezing and spinning around.

Qi Cheng didn't recognize Mingzhu, but seeing her appearance and dress, he guessed her identity immediately and bowed.

Mingzhu hugged her daughter. Even if she was angry, she was soft and weak. "Sir, although I don't know how to teach, I also know that I have to work and rest. She is only three years old and not a genius. What can she understand?"

Qi Cheng said: "The little princess is talented and a good seedling."

Mingzhu didn't want to listen to such words. She felt that it would be ridiculous for such a small child to recognize the words of two hours every day.

Even if you want to enlighten, you must proceed step by step.

Mingzhu sank his face: "I will let Mr. Send go back."

Qi Cheng saw that she was getting angry now. He thought about it and said: "If the princess loves the child, you can go and talk to the princess."

"I see."

"Get out of here first."

Xiao Man put his arms around her neck and has learned to coax people: "Mother, don't get angry."

Mingzhu smiled at her: "Mother is not angry."

When Zhao Zhi came back in the evening, Mingzhu took the initiative to talk to him about it.

Zhao Shi finished listening, but the focus was not correct. "Have you met Qi Cheng?" He lowered his brows and said in a low voice, "Don't see him in the future."

Qi Cheng is also good-looking, pure and gentle. Most of Tianwen's temperaments are similar. Zhao Shi doesn't like her being involved with other men at any time, and he feels uncomfortable when he says a few words.

She looked at the actor yesterday.

Qi Cheng doesn't know how many times more popular than the actor.

Mingzhu felt that Zhao Shi's perfunctory attitude did not take her words to heart at all. She asked the maid to carry the child back, her eyes slowly turning cold: "I don't need my daughter to be a talented woman."

She wants her to be safe, disease-free, and happy.

Zhao Shi explained: "Qi Cheng played with her and taught her to recognize a few words by the way."

He backed down: "If you don't like him, change your husband."

Mingzhu stared at him and said, "Who I don't like, don't you know?"

Zhao Zhijing calmed down and said, "I don't want to know."

When he said this, a rare anger flashed between his brows, and His Royal Highness rarely had such a rogue side.

Mingzhu is not the husband who disagrees with him asking his daughter to teach reading and literacy. What is angry today is that the time is really too long. In this case, she would go outside the study and stare every day to avoid this happening again.

Zhao Shi was still unaware of her thoughts, and was wondering whether to change her daughter's teacher.

Sleeping at night, the cat raised by Mingzhu climbed onto her bed silently, lying lazily on her bed, and flicking its tail leisurely.

Zhao Shi frowned and looked at the fat cat in the magpie's nest, regardless of whether he could understand or not: "Go down."

Although the cat was brought by him, he hated him very much. Every time he saw him, he would blow his hair and bark his teeth, meow and bark, making the appearance of scratching him.

The fat cat stayed on the bed and didn't move. Zhao Shi stretched out his hand to put his hand on the back of his neck and threw him down.

The fat cat suffered from falling pain, and was a little afraid of him, so he rushed to hide under the bed.

Mingzhu had just finished taking a shower, changed into her flimsy bedding and walked out with her hair still wet. She sat in front of the mirror and wiped her hair. The fat cat smelled her body, tentatively stuck out her paws, and flew out and jumped. When she reached her, the weight was on her legs.

Mingzhu saw his ears pricked up in fright, and knew that Zhao Shi had bullied him again.

She turned around unhappily, staring at him with round eyes and said, "Why don't you let go of a cat?"

Zhao Zhi's teeth tickled: "He wants to climb the bed."

Mingzhu grumbled, "He is clean and very comfortable to hold."

After hearing what she said, Zhao Shi was expressionless, his brows knotted, no matter what, he would not let a cat occupy her pillow.

"He can't go to bed."

"Then you don't want to sleep in my bed."

Zhao Shi's expression stretched slightly, his voice was warm, and there was no sharpness: "No."

Mingzhu was too lazy to talk to him.

Zhao Shi took the dry towel in her hand and wiped her hair while saying, "I don't care how you indulge this cat on weekdays. He can't go to bed anyway."

Suddenly Mingzhu didn't want to care about him. She dried her hair and climbed onto the bed. The little fat cat might be afraid of Zhao Shi, and honestly shrank in her den.

Mingzhu stopped listening to the play the next day. Go to the study and watch Qi Cheng teach her daughter to read.

Qi Cheng was stared uncomfortably by the princess, and it took him a while to convince himself to ignore the princess's scorching gaze.

If it wasn't because her eyes were too clean, Qi Cheng would have misunderstood whether the princess had anything wrong with him.

Guan Shi gave a wink at the maid beside Mingzhu, and said with her throat: "Hurry up and persuade the princess to leave, the prince knows that someone else is going to suffer."

The maid complained, she didn't persuade her, but she couldn't persuade it.

Qi Cheng read a few short stories to the little princess that day and couldn't read it anymore. He turned around and looked at the princess concubine with a stark expression.

Mingzhu felt that the young teacher was not annoying after listening, "Am I disturbing you?"

She said: "Okay. Then I'll go out and wait."

When the time was right, Qi Cheng was sent away.

Mingzhu stopped by the kitchen and gave her daughter a bowl of sweet soup. She was not stingy enough to give it to Xiaoman alone, and Qi Cheng naturally had a share.

When Zhao Shi returned to the house, he heard that Zhu was in the study, and his eyebrows were slightly sharp, "What is she going to do in the study?"

The next person could not answer.

Zhao Zhi saw Qi Cheng drinking soup when she arrived in the study, and Mingzhu was sitting by the window. She was wearing a red gauze skirt today. The skirt floats like a lake, and the beauty is breathtaking.

The windows and doors opened wide and there was a light breeze.

Mingzhu raised her head when she heard the sound, and faintly swept over him.

Zhao Zhi stepped forward and held her hand. Feeling a little cold, he closed the window.

Mingzhu is afraid of heat and cold, and is immediately unhappy, regardless of whether there are outsiders, "You have so long hands."

Zhao Shi clutched her hand, "The wind blows so much that it hurts."

Mingzhu was pretty when she was upset, she curled her eyebrows and scolded him softly as annoying.

The sound is very soft.

But Qi Cheng also heard it.

I have long heard that the princess who suddenly appeared is much loved.

This is indeed the case.

He was so arrogant and impatient that he scolded His Royal Highness the prince.

Zhao Shi glanced at Qi Cheng, caught a glimpse of the bowl in his hand, raised his eyebrows, "You go back."

For some reason, Qi Cheng saw hostility from this eye.

After they left, Mingzhu said, "He taught pretty well."

She is very good at telling stories, even she listens to it with gusto.

Zhao Shi immediately decided to replace Qi Chengji tomorrow.

Zhao Shi came back early today because he wanted to take her to the watchtower to watch the fireworks in August and a half.

He remembered that she liked to be busy before, and she would go out from time to time.

Mingzhu doesn't really want to go, but actually she doesn't want to go out with Zhao Shi.

But Zhao Shicai didn't care whether she wanted to go, grabbed her wrist and took her out.

The streets are full of people who want to watch the fireworks. Zhao Shixian took her to a restaurant, and she went out to get some air on the excuse of a headache.

Halfway down the road, a man stopped her. Her father suddenly appeared in front of her and called Zhuzhu.

Mingzhu hadn't seen her father for many years, and she looked a little strange at the man in front of her.

Her father seemed to know that she would be here tonight and waited for her for a long time.

Mingzhu's father said a lot to her. What was kind and comforting, in a word, was to ask her to rest in peace and to invite her to be pampered.

Probably got a lot of benefits from Zhao Shi.

Finally, she asked her if she could take her sister to the Prince's House.

Mingzhu didn't say anything, and let the guards who followed her chase people away.

After passing the stairs, he ran into Sheng Ling.

After a few years of absence, Sheng Ling hated her only a lot.

As soon as Mingzhu came back, Zhao Shi realized that her face was wrong.

Zhao Shi held her hand: "Who did you see?"

Mingzhu glanced at him, "Your father-in-law." She turned her face away, and then said, "and your ex-fiancée."

There is no one else in the house.

There are also several aristocrats who have a good relationship with His Royal Highness.

It was the first time that they saw the princess's cold face and choking people, and they were very surprised.

No one has seen a woman who dared to push her nose and face like this in front of the Prince's Palace.