After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

When the knife pierced the heart, Zhao Shi breathed a sigh of relief and got relieved.

Decades, the long years, it is really lonely and terrible.

Those days have long lost any meaning.

Mingzhu stared forward blankly, her eyes looked a little ethereal, she never thought that Zhao Shi would end her life with her own hands.

When I saw Zhao Shi in my dream several times, she really wanted to rush over and die with him. I really heard him say how he died, and he was not as happy as he thought.

Mingzhu's eyes were wet for some reason, she clenched her teeth, closed her eyes and endured without saying a word.

Her body was trembling, her back was tight, and Zhao Shi's fingers were placed on her waist, gently soothing her emotions.

Zhao Shi blinked his very sore eyes, and he said in a very low and light voice in her ear: "Zhuzhu, is it okay to forget those things?"

Forget about the things that make her painful.

Don't hide from the nightmare in your dreams.

Zhao Shi also said a lot. He said that he really likes her and has never regarded her as a dispensable plaything for a moment.

Mingzhu seemed to have heard it but didn't seem to hear it clearly. When he heard him say that he liked the word, her eyelashes trembled, like the shaking of a butterfly's wings, thin and fragile.

Hasn't she liked him? Her eyelids moved slightly, she opened her eyes slowly, and she said in a very calm voice: "I always have nightmares. Strange dreams, but every time you dream, you have no expression on your face to kill me."

Mingzhu’s expression was a little confused, her eyes seemed very confused, she frowned slightly, and said in a very flat tone: "Maybe because when I was killed, I liked you so much, so I’m really unforgettable and unforgettable. Every time I think of it, my bones hurt, my throat hurts, and it hurts everywhere."

She raised her face, looked at him with a dazed expression, and asked, "Zhao Zhi, you really couldn't tell that I liked you at that time?"

She was both naive and stupid at the time, stupid.

Especially simple to please him.

I listened to him very much, just seeing his face can be happy for a long time.

Zhao Shi said: "I know."

Mingzhu nodded: "Well, you know, you just pretended not to know."

"No." Zhao Shi's throat was a little painful. He said, "I didn't pretend to be ignorant."

"Maybe. I can't see through you." Mingzhu couldn't push him away, leaning on his shoulder, and her voice was a little tired: "I want to sleep, can you go out first?"

Zhao Shi moved his fingers slightly and let go of his hand a little bit.

Mingzhu was free to roll the quilt side to the other side. Zhao Shi stood by the bed and looked at her back quietly for a while. When he left, he closed the window and the faint light was blocked outside.

Zhao Zhi stiffened his legs and stood outside the door for a while, listening to the muffled cry in the room, and clenched his fingers silently.

There are thousands of tastes in Mingzhu's heart, and she doesn't know why she is crying.

When a person cried, she became sleepy, and it didn't take long before she huddled in the quilt and fell asleep slowly.

I don't know if my heart knot is really untied.

Mingzhu didn't have a nightmare, but had a beautiful dream.

She saw herself hiding behind the crowd and was dragged by her concubine to the corridor. From a distance, she saw the man standing under the tree.

The facial features are cold, the eyebrows are gentle, the contours are thin, and they are more beautiful than the blooming branches in spring.

The young man looked young, dressed in white, as cold as a jade, with a stern face and unsmiling, a little alienated and indifferent.

Mingzhu felt that he was like the moon in the sky, bright and bright yet far away.

Sister concubine pinched her palm, "Looking silly?"

Mingzhu recovered, and she said seriously: "He is so good-looking."

I've never seen it in the mansion before, and I don't know who it is. However, the whole body is expensive, and it is not small at first glance.

The concubine sister smiled mysteriously, "I heard that my father said that he is the distinguished guest of today's mansion."

A few days ago, the mistress did not allow them to walk around casually, and told them to stay in their own yard so as not to lose their face by doing ugly things.

Mingzhu thought that the distinguished guest who made the whole family stand up would be very old, but she didn't expect to look so young.

She asked: "Does my elder sister know which son he is?"

The sister-in-law shook her head: "I don't know, but this should be Mingru's future husband-in-law. My father and mother also asked Mingru to come and show his face in front of him today."

Mingzhu fainted twice, and the impression of this young man remained on Mingru's future husband-in-law.

Mingzhu has long forgotten about this small matter.

Now when I think of it, I know that the cold and beautiful young man standing under the tree is Zhao Shi who is less than twenty years old.

Mingzhu woke up to find that her eyes were swollen. She applied ice cubes to apply it, and the red and swollen eyelids slowly disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, summer is over.

Mingzhu still looks lukewarm towards Zhao Zhi. Since she knew that Zhao Zhi, like her, also had memories of the past, she knew that she would not be able to escape him in this life.

Zhao Shi had no wishful thinking that she could do it overnight, and she was already satisfied without hearing the sound of her crying from the nightmare at night. But he could still hear her calling Wei Chiyu's name in his dream, and he pretended not to hear her.

Mingzhu is aware, and sometimes she wakes up and asks: "Did I talk in sleep last night?"

Zhao Shi's hand turning the page paused in the air, calm and calm: "No."

Mingzhu didn't dare to confirm, and he half believed what he said, "Really?"

Zhao Shi smiled at her: "Really not."

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Shi took Mingzhu to the palace for the festival.

As soon as he entered the palace, Zhao Shi sent his daughter to Zhao Xin, and Mingzhu was uneasy, "Xiaoman admits his birth."

Zhao Shi didn't care much: "Zhao Xin likes her very much."

"When did the princess meet Xiaoman?"

"never seen it."

"Then what do you say she likes?"

"I am her elder brother, I know her."

Mingzhu was still uneasy, a little anxious: "I'll go over and take a look."

Zhao Shi shook her hand and dragged her back, saying, "There will be no accident. I will take you there after dinner."

For the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet, Mingzhu is still not quite used to this kind of occasion. She felt that everyone's eyes were on her side, and she was at a loss as to what to do.

Zhao Shi held her hand all the time. After taking the seat, Mingzhu focused on the dishes in front of her, as if she couldn't see the complicated eyes.

There are two moon cakes with egg yolk on the table. They are not big, but they look good.

Mingzhu tasted one and found it delicious, so he ate another one.

However, each person only got two moon cakes.

She licked her lips and wanted to eat more.

Zhao Shi silently pushed the plate in front of him.

Mingzhu was not shy either, slurping on moon cakes, half-full of her stomach. She drank a glass of water and looked up to find a little palace lady in front of her.

The maid of the palace was holding a plate and bending over to talk to her: "Master Song said that he saw that the princess likes to eat this moon cake, so he asked the slave servant to give you the moon cake."

Mingzhu felt a little irritable thinking of Song Huaiqing.

Fox eyes, uneasy.

Also threatened her.

Mingzhu was about to refuse, Zhao Shixian said, "Let it go."

The little palace lady put the mooncakes on the table, but the pearl did not move.

Instead, Zhao Shi tasted two bites, then put the mooncake aside, and said solemnly: "His mooncakes are a bit unpalatable."

Mingzhu was silent.

Zhao Shi stretched his heart a bit when she saw Song Huaiqing's appearance that she didn't wait very much. It's not surprising that Song Huaiqing wasn't very kind to her before.

However, it is really inexplicable to ask the court lady to send moon cakes to Mingzhu today.

Zhao Shi asked casually: "You and Song Huaiqing..."

Before she finished speaking, Mingzhu frowned, "I hate him."

Zhao Shi was happier when she heard it. She was calm on the surface, picking up what she liked to hear, and said, "He is really unlikable."

At the palace banquet, Mingzhu just immersed himself in eating, still thinking of the child in her heart.

Zhao Shi blocked a few glasses of wine for her, and Mingzhu found an excuse to leave the table early and go to the Princess Palace. It was only from the palace lady that Zhao Xin took Xiaoman to the back mountain to set off fireworks. I don't know when I will come back.

Mingzhu waited for half an hour, and was so drowsy, she was persuaded by the maid to go back, "The princess may not come back so early. The little princess sent it back."

Mingzhu said: "Okay."

Zhao Shi's bedroom was also not very peaceful at the moment.

Mingzhu didn't expect that he would also get out of the palace banquet so early. He took off his shirt and changed into a snow-colored bedding. His figure was thin and somewhat empty.

She was a little surprised: "Why did you come back so early?"

Zhao Shi's eyes were a little wrong, and his voice sounded a little soft: "Drink too much."

Mingzhu came closer and found that his face was not quite right. He looked drunk but his eyes were clear, and there seemed to be a sweet and greasy scent on his body.

Zhao Shi stepped back, as if hiding from her.

He pinched his fingers: "I'll take a shower first."

Mingzhu was stunned and nodded: "Okay."

All the palace people brought in was cold water. Gradually entering autumn, the night is actually very cold, and you may get typhoid fever if you wear less clothes.

Take a cold bath? Is he crazy?

Zhao Shi stayed in the bathtub for more than half an hour, and the hot anger became more and more intense. He barely changed his clothes. When he went out, he saw that Mingzhu was not asleep. He said dumbly: "I am sleeping in the side hall tonight."

Mingzhu had no opinion on this, but she suddenly remembered something, grabbed his arm, and asked, "Xiaoman is still with the princess."

Zhao Zhi's brows twisted into a knot, and he said, "I know."

He gently pushed her hand away: "Don't touch me first."

Mingzhu asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Shi said, "It's okay."

I don't know who is brave enough to put medicine in the wine, Zhao Shi has endured it for a long time, and the powerful self-control is defeated in front of her.

Mingzhu felt that the room was suddenly hot, she let go of her finger, and couldn't wait: "Then you go out quickly."

The medicine is powerful, it is rare for Zhao Shiren for so long.

Listening to her voice, the stretched thread suddenly broke.

In her exclamation, the man pinched her waist, threw the person onto the bed, and pressed her into the soft quilt with his fingers clasped tightly.