After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu regretted not having a drink before coming over, so she was bold enough to get past in a daze.

Zhao Shi's finger bones are thin and powerful, pinching her thin shoulders, and using flexible fingers to unfasten her little clothes, but the scale is well grasped, and he is not eager to do anything.

His fingers moved up slowly, and he easily pulled out the jade hairpin from her hair bun. The soft and smooth hair spread out like a waterfall, which was beautiful.

Mingzhu's face was scalded by his scorching breath, her thin and white neck showed a somewhat fragile arc, and her face slowly became squeamishly red, and she felt that her body was also hot.

As long as she is not very angry, what she says is actually very soft and has no offensive power. She said: "You blow the candle first."

Zhao Shi responded with a low voice, got up in a disheveled clothes, and blew out the candle.

Mingzhu used to be a bit tricky, but she didn't dare to do it in front of Zhao Shi, but now she is not afraid to play tricks in front of Zhao Shi.

Mingzhu felt like a fish on a chopping board at this moment. She was a little uneasy, and the blankness in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows added a little innocence. She licked her lips and said, "I want to drink some wine."

Zhao Shi had unknowingly unbuttoned her skirt, hot fingertips resting on her soft waist. Mingzhu suddenly regretted that Zhao Shi blew out the lamp, so that he could not see the expression on Zhao Shi's face clearly. There seemed to be a barrier in his vision, like looking at the moon in the water.

The man hooked his mouth slightly and looked at her uneasy face in silence. After a while, the man squeezed her cheek lightly with his fingers, but he was not willing to use force. He said, "There is no wine."

If Mingzhu doesn't believe it, how can there be no wine in the palace? Shouldn’t it have everything?

She frowned: "I don't believe you."

Zhao Shi thought it was funny: "There is really no wine in the house."

Mingzhu turned her head awkwardly, "Oh."

She has been heartless lately, and has made her own mellow and plump, but she is still in good shape, with porcelain-white skin and a light fragrance on her body.

Zhao Shi grabbed her wrist and said, "If you really can't make it, I'll let someone send you back."

Mingzhu doesn't believe a word of this high-sounding word.

She even didn't believe that without Zhao Shi's approval, the **** would not dare to look for her and ask her to save her life.

She laughed, her eyes looked very agile, and she gestured to push him away: "I'm leaving."

Zhao Shi pressed her shoulder and stared straight at her eyebrows.

Mingzhu was wearing her little feet and couldn't help kicking his calf. The white stockings on her feet were accidentally rubbed off. She hurriedly retracted her little feet into the quilt, adjusted for a moment, and her brows and eyes could not be hidden. , "Aren't you going to send me back?"

Zhao Shi tidyed up her slightly messy hair, and said lightly: "I regret it."

Mingzhu whispered that he was a liar.

Zhao Shi blocked her voice, like a stream of sweet and greasy spring water, with a strong fragrance.

Her toes curled up.

It seems that waves are coming one after another, not giving the fish a chance to breathe.

The slightly raised neck and slender look all arouse pity.

The man was sensible at first, but he did go too far later.

Mingzhu slept very deep this time, and no one dared to call her at dawn and let her sleep until midday. She woke up leisurely, lying on the bed and didn't want to move her fingers, her throat was hoarse and thirsty.

The handmaid heard the voice coming in to serve the princess, who was rarely able to meet. She poured a glass of warm water. Seeing that the princess looked good, she also let go of her hanging heart. She asked, "The princess would like to eat something. what?"

Mingzhu's belly is already hungry: "If you want to eat small wontons, put more spicy peppers and add some vinegar."

The maid had a headache. His Royal Highness had instructed that the Concubine's body was no better than ordinary people, and she was more delicate in eating and drinking.

"Yes."

After all, but the little wontons brought by the maidservant looked like a clear soup and watery, it didn't taste much.

Innocent Mingzhu thought, is there no chili and vinegar for the poor in the palace?

She didn't want to embarrass a maid, so she ate a small bowl of wontons, and ate a few sweet cakes when she was not full.

Mingzhu just thought about it and asked, "Where is Zhao Shi?"

The maid's heart jumped, this is the taboo of His Royal Highness! The favor of the princess was too far beyond her imagination.

In her life, she has also seen people who dared to call His Royal Highness by name.

She trembled: "The Prince's Palace is going down to pick up the little princess."

Mingzhu wore a plain skirt, because it was too plain to look unlucky, as if her husband had just died, she felt immortal when she looked in the mirror.

The handmaid persuaded a few words, but Mingzhu did not listen.

After waiting for Zhao Shi for a long time, she went to the Princess Palace by herself.

The princess saw Mingzhu with tears in her eyes. After crying, she laughed again, took her by the hand, hesitated for a moment, or called her sister-in-law, and then said: "Are you here to find Xiaoman? My brother just took it. Let her go back."

Mingzhu nodded, "Oh."

The drag sound is soft, and it sounds cute.

She got up to say goodbye, Zhao Xin dragged her and refused to let her go, "Xiao Manzhen really followed my elder brother, and she admits of life if she talks less, but she is much cuter than my elder brother."

Mingzhu pursed her lips and smiled: "Xiaoman is very acquainted. If you get acquainted with her, she will like you."

After unremitting efforts last night, Zhao Xin has successfully become good friends with his little niece. She cocked her tail triumphantly, "She likes me now, but she doesn't say anything."

Zhao Xin did not ask Mingzhu about the past, let alone the truth about the fire in the Prince's Mansion. She Moyue knew that Zhuzhu didn't want to stay with her brother very much, maybe because of the situation, she confessed her fate.

Zhao Xin didn't know which side he should stand on. In the past, she felt that her brother didn't really love Zhuzhu, but later changed her mind. Things will never be as simple as she saw.

Her elder brother is a gourd with his mouth cut off, and he never expresses his heart easily. Pressed in my heart for a lifetime, I have to crush myself to death to be satisfied.

A calm and introverted man is always ashamed to talk about love.

Mingzhu didn't see her daughter for a day, absent-mindedly chatting with Zhao Xin for a few words, she wanted to go back.

Zhao Xin is reluctant to send people back to his brother's bedroom: "If my brother makes you unhappy, you come to me and live with me."

After so many things, Mingzhu's eyes were still pure and charming. She blinked and asked, "Can you?"

"Of course." Zhao Xin solemnly gave her an idea: "In the palace, even if the elder brother is the prince, you can't mess around."

Mingzhu thought about it seriously: "Okay, I took it down."

It seems that Zhao Shi intends to live in the palace in the past few months. She is not very happy, but Zhao Shi also refuses to let her stay outside the palace alone.

Mingzhu also angered him for this, Zhao Zhi fooled over with a smile, beating or scolding.

She used to know that Zhao Shi was very patient, but she didn't know when his temper became so good.

When Mingzhu went back, Zhao Zhizheng took the children's yard to fold the flowers and warmed up the flowers in the house. After all the flowers bloomed, the man said that they fold the flowers.

The little girl was dressed strictly, with a round face and round black eyes, she was really cute. She gesticulated, "I want to post."

Zhao Shi raised her eyebrows and corrected her pronunciation, "It's a flower."

The little girl thought for a while, but again she mispronounced the word.

Zhao Shi couldn't correct it for a while, so he went with her.

Mingzhu looked at the flower branch in her daughter's hand. She walked over and knelt down in front of her daughter: "I didn't tell you, you can't fold flowers at will."

When the little girl saw her, her eyes were almost gone, she was very happy, and handed her the flower in her hand like a treasure: "If you like to send it, you can pick it if you like it."

Mingzhu had a headache when she heard it: "Pick the flowers off and die."

The little girl groaned: "It won't work if you keep it in the water! Mother is stupid!"

Mingzhu said: "If you keep it in the water, you will still die in a few days."

Obviously, the little girl who was only three years old did not know this. She was buried in her mother's chest, muffled and she seemed sad: "Really?"

Mingzhu felt distressed when she shed tears when she saw her daughter. She said, "Next time we won't take it off, okay?"

The little girl's milk voice obediently said: "Okay."

Zhao Shi did not bother her to educate her daughter, but the nature of a person is hard to change from birth. There is nothing wrong with her daughter being like him.

Mingzhu coaxed her daughter to fall asleep, walked out sternly, and said to Zhao Shi, "Don't teach her to mess around in the future."

Zhao Zhi's eyebrows twitched slightly: "Okay."

The air of Mingzhu spread on the cotton, very depressed.

In the evening, Zhao Shigang approached her, and Mingzhu's hand hit him in the face, pushing him down.

Zhao Zhihao looked at her in his spare time, "Still angry?"

Mingzhu struck her neck and said, "No."

She became angry, like a little civet cat with exploded hair. The invisible tail behind him was raised high, his ears were raised, alert and sensitive.

Zhao Shi couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her face: "I'm out of breath."

Mingzhu felt that he was coaxing the child. She threw the pillow on the bed to him: "You go out to sleep."

Zhao Shi looked at the pillow beside him, his body remained unchanged, as if thinking about what was going on.

Mingzhu got up from the bed, holding the quilt, "I can go out to sleep."

Zhao Shi watched her mischievously, knowing that the anger in her heart was not so easy to stop. He followed her behind: "Where are you going?"

Mingzhu said, "I'll go to sleep with the princess."

Zhao Shi said sincerely: "Zhao Xin has sleepwalking."

Mingzhu was bluffed by him, and the steps under her feet paused.

Seeing that what he said worked, Zhao Shi immediately said, "Didn't you want to know who drugged me last night?"

"You come here and I will tell you."

Mingzhu didn't really want to remember what happened last night, her calves trembled when she thought of it, and she looked at the gentle and thin man who was on the bed like...

It's another look!

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a beast.