After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mrs. Hou is just such a son and can't see him in an accident. She was also complacent and said all the good things.

Madam Hou knew that there was a nasty relationship between the two sisters, but no matter what, the sisters should still have a little affection.

She laughed twice and said, "Mingru told me today that she is thinking of your sister in her heart."

Mingzhu admired Madam Hou's ability to open her eyes and tell nonsense. She didn't believe a word. Mingru hated her to the bone, fearing that she would die every day.

She herself didn't notice her lazily open air, a bit of Zhao Zhi's charm, cold, and scary: "Okay, I see."

Madam Hou endured her pretentious attitude, swallowed her suffocating breath, and said: "Your sister has washed her face in tears these few days. Without swallowing, I lost a few catties."

Mingzhu just wanted to laugh when she heard it, and she stopped back lukewarm: "Then please persuade her."

Madam Hou really didn't expect that she would be so cruel, the oil and salt won't get in, it was really annoying, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't hang up, and she gradually sank: "Is the prince really not doing this?"

Mingzhu's skin became paler by the sun, and her eyes were innocent: "I said, I can't help."

She blocked the dazzling sunlight with a veil, her eyes were cold and indifferent, and said: "Mrs. Hou, instead of counting on me, it is better to go to the temple to burn incense and do good deeds."

Madam Hou's face was blue and white, and she was so angry that she did not dare to offend her.

If you can't agree, then forget it.

Madam Hou puffed out the door. Mingru had been sitting in the carriage waiting. Seeing Madam Hou’s ugly face, she knew that she was angry in front of Mingzhu. She said: "I told you last night, I This sister, she only reads jokes, she won't reach out to help."

Madam Hou drank a glass of water to suppress her anger, and put her glass heavily on the table: "You shut up! Isn't it all to blame you!"

"It's not better than your concubine sister, and even your husband can't stand it. It's been a long time, and there is no movement in my stomach." Madam Hou counted out her guilt one by one, angered and exuberant: "Let our family hold back, this paragraph Time rarely shows up to me, I will get angry when I see you."

Mingru knows that she can't give birth to a child, which is where Madam Hou hates her most.

But it's not that she doesn't want to have a child, and that there is no fate or fate.

Mingru closed her mouth and said many mistakes.

Mrs. Hou was angrily and dropped the cup: "What is your concubine? How long has it been a princess? Our Nan'an Hou Mansion has not been defeated, so she dare to treat me with this attitude?!"

Mingru picked up the cup on the ground and said, "Mother calms down."

In the cold weather, Madam Hou was stunned and sweated out of anger: "The prince is spoiling her now, and she does not know where her tail is going. She is a humble person without family protection. Sooner or later, she will be unlucky. I don't believe it. She can stay in favor."

Madam Hou is both mean and grudges, the crown princess had better not ask her to catch the opportunity to fall into the pit, otherwise she would not miss the great opportunity and trample her to death.

Mingru frowned, and then calmly provoke: "Mother, you have also seen her attitude to this day, do you think she will deliberately...injure... public revenge..."

Madam Hou felt that her worries also had some truth, and sneered: "I'm not a vegetarian either."

She is afraid of the prince, but not the prince.

Mingru smiled without a trace, Madam Hou was also a figure who was killed out of the blood and blood. It would be better if she took action against Mingzhu.

Now only a big dose of medicine is missing.

Mingru had cares in her heart, and her gloomy mood suddenly widened a lot.

Mingzhu learned from Zhao Shi that it was not as simple as Madam Hou said. The son of Nan'an Houfu didn't hurt people, but killed people.

This elder son can't see that he is an arrogant and domineering person on weekdays, at least on the surface, he has done an excellent job, and he can't pick out a particularly big mistake. At night, when I got drunk with my colleagues, I met a pretty girl in the alley. She didn't control the evil fire, and treated her as a girl in the flower house, and dragged her upstairs with her friends.

The little girl couldn't bear the humiliation, and was forced to desperate when she ran away, and jumped from the wooden window. His head hit the ground first, and he fell to death on the spot.

The old bustard in Hualou was so frightened that he quickly reported the case.

Mingzhu frowned in disgust after hearing this. Also killed a life.

Zhao Shi secretly made a note of Nan'an Houfu in his heart, and the people in Nan'an Houfu didn't mention which pot to open, which caused him to be innocently implicated.

Zhao Zhi's eyes darkened: "The people in Dali Temple will naturally handle the case impartially, and Madam Hou is too impatient."

Mingzhu said: "Such the best."

Zhao Shi twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Your sister is also here today?"

Mingzhu shook her head: "No."

Zhao Shi is now annoyed by the Ming family, wishing that they would not come to Mingzhu to hang around in their lives, but if other people bypass him and ask for Mingzhu, he would not be so disgusted.

Mingzhu asked him: "Why are you here again today?"

Zhao Shi glanced at her eyes, cold and a little impatient, he replied, "I'm done with things."

Having said that, Zhao Zhi returned to the palace first in the evening.

He can also calm down, his daughter is still in the palace, even if Mingzhu wants to separate him from him, it won't be clean for a while.

Xiaoman hadn't seen her mother for two days, so she couldn't coax her with sweets.

The child pouted himself, buried himself in the quilt and refused to come out.

Zhao Shi came down and said, "I will take you to see your mother tomorrow."

The child was coaxed by his words.

Naturally, Mingzhu also missed her daughter, and she had to endure everything before she didn't take the initiative to go back. So when Zhao Shi brought the child out, she was actually very happy in her heart.

Seeing his mother, Xiao Man immediately stretched out his hand to hug him, and his voice whispered: "Mother, don't you want me?"

Mingzhu rubbed her face: "How come."

Xiao Man curled his lips, a little angry.

Zhao Shi wanted to take her back to the palace, which would be more convenient, but Mingzhu seemed reluctant. He also knew in his heart that she didn't like the palace, but didn't want to live with him.

By now, Zhao Shi has been able to calm down and retreat many things. But there are some things, even if he knows that Mingzhu doesn't like it, he won't give in.

People must belong to him.

Everything else is easy to discuss.

She remembered who was reading whom, and he could pretend not to know now.

The weather today is fine, the sun is shining, and bunches of brilliant golden light penetrate the branches and leaves and blow across the ground. Mingzhu wore a light blue skirt with water gauze. She was soft and slender. When she lowered her head to coax the child, she looked very gentle.

Zhao Shi stood by and watched silently, unable to disturb this quiet moment.

Mingzhu suddenly raised her head and looked at him. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to talk and stopped. She nervously squeezed her daughter's hand and said, "Aren't you busy today?"

Standing in the shade of the backlight, Zhao Shi's facial features appeared very clear, sharp and angular, beautiful and somewhat cold: "Yes, not busy."

Mingzhu had never seen him so idle before. He couldn't see anyone for ten days and a half months.

The next generation passed on, and the leader of Jin Yiwei asked to see if something happened.

Mingzhu felt relieved when she heard it, at least she didn’t need to be stared at by Zhao Shi with meaningful eyes, like a light on her back.

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Zhao Shi went to the front yard to meet someone.

The maid brought the hot tea and backed away holding her breath.

In the yard, Zhao Shi sat calmly at the stone table with the tea cover in his hand uncovered by three points. He casually asked, "What's the matter?"

No matter what matters, Wei Liu will not come to him.

Wei Liu was busy all night, and he didn't have time to change his clothes. He said, "The people from Nan'an Houfu invited Master Laohou back."

Old Houye was upright and made a lot of credit when he was young.

Zhao Shi took a sip of hot tea and didn't care much: "Master Lao Hou is here to intercede with his grandson."

Wei Liu felt that His Royal Highness's tone was cold and murderous, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

He has never dared to try to figure out the thoughts of His Royal Highness, so he grabbed his attention. He said: "The eyewitness in the flower building committed suicide by throwing himself into a well last night."

Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows: "Who did it?"

Lord Hou is jealous and really wants to reverse the case for his grandson, and he will not do this kind of hurtful things.

Wei Liu hesitated for a moment, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was a little low: "It's the wife of the son."

Ming's concubine, Ming Ru.

Zhao Shi was also a little surprised, and he really didn't expect Mingru to be so ruthless. Compared to Sheng Ling, it is not inferior.

He asked: "How did she kill?"

Wei Liu said, "Ms. Mingru didn't know what she said to the man. That night the man fell into the well and died by herself."

When the two of them were half talking, Mingzhu suddenly came from the backyard to the front yard. The sun was too hot at noon, and she sweated a little on her forehead, her body was fragrant and she was slim and beautiful.

As soon as Zhao Shi's eyes fell, Wei Liu lowered his eyes with wit and didn't look randomly.

Mingzhu wiped the sweat from her forehead with her kerchief and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Zhao Shi replied, "It's nothing."

Mingzhu said, "I heard my sister's name."

Zhao Shi didn't want to tell her about the nasty things, for fear of dirtying her ears, he chuckled, "You got it wrong."

He had to lie to her, she didn't bother to listen.

"I want to take Xiaoman out for a stroll."

"good."

"You... If you have something to do, go back to the palace yourself first, and I can bring the child with me."

Mingzhu's little abacus crackled.

Zhao didn't say anything about it, and kindly reminded her: "Xiaoman will go to school with Taifu tomorrow."

Mingzhu lowered her head and looked at her shadow on the ground: "Then I will have someone send it to her tomorrow."

"also."

Zhao Shi stood in front of her: "It's okay, you can play with peace of mind. I'll wait for you to come back."

Mingzhu bit her lip in annoyance. After a while, she couldn't help saying, "You don't have to wait for me."

As soon as she was anxious, her face was easily red, and the powder puff was like a layer of rouge.

Zhao Shi looked down at her red ears, full of interest, and said in a pleasant voice: "I'll wait for as long as possible."

If it weren't for outsiders, Mingzhu would want to step on him hard.

She grabbed her handkerchief and said, "I am too lazy to care about you!"