After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

The prince accepts concubines without much fanfare.

The betrothal gift was carried into the Ming Mansion not long after, and the big box of Batai contained all the good things that Jin Yuqiluo could not find.

Uncle Ming Jia was helped by someone after watching the betrothal gift, and he took a deep breath, "Prince, is this serious?"

"Master Ming, what are you talking about, is it possible that His Royal Highness will play you with this kind of thing?"

Uncle Ming family looked at the pile of gold and jade jewels with dim eyes. He really didn't expect this niece to live so well. I originally felt that she could enter the eyes of the prince, and it was a blessing to be a safe and secure outer room. Now she is the only concubine in the prince's backyard, which is really incredible.

Uncle Ming Jia swallowed his throat, barely held his mind, made his eyes look at the young man next to him, and gave him two bags of broken silver to thank him.

He then asked again: "His Royal Highness, when will I send people back?"

The concubine thinks that he does not need the three books and six rituals to get married, and he only needs to carry a small sedan chair to welcome people in and set a banquet.

"No, your Royal Highness has already written the name of the girl Mingzhu on the jade plate, and she is already in the Prince's Mansion. As for whether the girl Mingzhu will return to the Ming Mansion to visit relatives in the future, it is not something I can wait to know."

Uncle Ming Jia was shocked, "Is the name already recorded?"

"Yeah." After a pause, he said: "If there is nothing else, Master Ming, I will go back to your Highness first."

Uncle Mingjia personally sent people to the gate, until he couldn't even see his back and couldn't recover. He really couldn't understand the thoughts of His Royal Highness, and he didn't know the weight of Mingzhu in His Highness's heart.

If you don't care, you don't look like it.

The jade disc is a royal genealogy, not everyone can access it.

But if you really like it so much, you won't even ignore the matter of lifting a sedan chair and walking around the scene.

The uncle Ming family didn't even bother to think about things. Their Ming family's good fortune was pretty good, and they could still climb the crown of the prince.

Mingzhu only learned from Biying that she had become Zhao Shi's concubine.

The little maids who served her in the yard were both envious and happy for her.

Biying was holding the lamp, and the candlelight just illuminated her delicate and small face. Her skin was as white as Chunxue and delicate and flawless, and her face was beautiful and thrilling.

Biying said, "Girl, the guards outside the courtyard have been removed. Your Royal Highness will host a banquet in the palace tomorrow night."

Mingzhu had just freshened, her long hair spread out like a waterfall on her back, and her back looked slender and thin. She didn't seem to be very happy after listening. She turned her face slowly and looked at the window. She pointed to the window and asked: " Can you open it for me?"

The voice is soft and soft, and the expression is gentle and gentle. Biying felt a little distressed when she saw her like this.

She walked to the window and carefully raised the pane. The cold night wind came in.

Biying didn't know what had happened in the past half month. Except for the maid who delivered water and food, His Royal Highness did not allow anyone to see the Pearl girl, and the maid who delivered the food could not say a word to her.

These days, the girl's face has lost a lot of weight, and she must have endured hardship.

Biying could only persuade her not to run anymore, because the crown prince had many eyeliners and was well-connected. He is not really a pure and innocent person, and the girl who initiates the madness can only cry.

Now that this is the case, it would be better for An Ansheng to live in the backyard and have one and a half daughters in the future, and he is not afraid that there will be no protection.

Mingzhu looked indifferent and listened to Biying's words. Suddenly, she asked, "He didn't embarrass you, right?"

Biying shook her head: "No. It's just that Arou was left in Ming Palace, maybe..."

Mingzhu sighed, "Well, that's fine."

In the evening of the next day, the maids had to dress and dress Mingzhu.

She was sitting by the window, her face faintly looking out of the window, the red glow was like a brocade, and the lively sound went from far to near.

Biying combed her the most popular hair bun nowadays, and she touched the flower tin on her forehead. The makeup was not as plain as usual, but it was a bit more showy and gorgeous.

After putting on makeup, Mingzhu changed into a maple yarn-dyed gold jacket dress, waist and chest, outline the figure, lining the person's poetry and picturesque, beautiful can not be removed from the eyes.

The sky had just sunk, and the man came stepping on the night. He wore a dark straight embellishment today, and his expression was cold and cold, and he couldn't distinguish his anger.

Zhao Shi stood behind her, his tall figure reflected in the mirror, and her natural controlled aura made her breathless.

Mingzhu clenched the veil in her hand and clenched it into a crumpled ball. She realized that she didn't know when she was vaguely afraid of Zhao Shiyin.

In the last life, she did not fear him as much as she does now. In my memory, most of the time, he was a very gentle man who did things that made him unhappy, and would reason with you in a good voice.

She was afraid that he would kill her again.

Afraid that he would destroy her world.

The man put his hand on her shoulder lightly, and the chill irritated her skin through the thin shirt. She couldn't help but shudder slightly, her throat tightened, and she asked quietly, "Are you still going to lock me?"

Zhao Shi curled his fingers, then replied after a pause, "The door locks have been removed."

Mingzhu didn't feel so relieved, she lowered her face and discussed with him, "Don't do this to me anymore."

Zhao Shi said sorry to her and told her to turn around. He looked at her face and his breathing was stagnant. He said, "Zhuzhu, my fashion is getting angry."

She was really helpless.

Can only use this method to trap her.

Mingzhu didn't speak, his hand was tightly held. She wanted to laugh when she thought of the status of a concubine. He thought it was the "status" she wanted, but in fact she was not rare at all.

Ten thousand steps back and said, if Zhao Shi wants to accept her as a concubine in the future, she will not want it at all.

The moonlight was as gentle as water, and in the front hall, Sheng Wenlin and Song Huaiqing slipped out of the wine table under the pretext.

Sheng Wenlin felt uncomfortable, pulling Song Huaiqing to the lake to blow a hair.

Song Huaizhen didn't know why he came to the lake to eat cold wind, and was about to persuade him to leave.

Sheng Wenlin suddenly asked him: "Have you seen the face of that concubine?"

Song Huaiqing shook his head and said truthfully: "No." As soon as the conversation turned, he followed Sheng Wenlin and said: "However, it seems to be the fifth lady of the Ming family. I heard that she followed her mother earlier. Pretty."

Sheng Wenlin absent-mindedly hummed.

Song Huaiqing also heard from his sister. The little girls looked down on women from the land of dust and dust. In addition, the fifth lady of the Ming family had a face that made people jealous and sore, and her reputation was not very good.

The illiterate, silly beauty who hasn't read much.

Sheng Wenlin looked up at the silent lake and took a sip of wine, "Then do you know her name?"

"Pearl."

"Mingzhu?" Sheng Wenlin said her name silently in her heart several times, her face and her memorable eyes lingered in her mind.

"what happened to you?"

"nothing."

Song Huaiqing leisurely said to him again: "Wei Chi is more than you recognize, right? This fifth young lady used to be Master Wei's fiancée."

"It turned out to be her." Sheng Wenlin knew about this, but didn't know that her fiancee was the one who kept Wei Chi from forgetting for so long.

Song Huaiqing squinted his eyes, but he didn't know whether he was kind enough to persuade him or he unintentionally raised his mouth: "The little girl in the family told me many deeds of this fifth young lady, and she is not a simple and kind person."

Sheng Wenlin said nothing. He used to be the most disgusting woman with deep thoughts, but it seemed that some care was placed on her, and he was still a little willing.

Song Huaiqing patted him on the shoulder, "It's time to go back."

"Um."

The two walked through a long corridor and quickly returned to the front hall.

As soon as Sheng Wenlin looked up, he saw the Pearl standing behind Zhao Shi.

She did not wear a veil today, her facial features were more beautiful than he had imagined, her eyes were as calm and clear as water, her body was slim, and she was independent.

Sheng Wenlin moved his eyes away, calmly walked to them, and said congratulations.

Mingzhu took a faint smile, without speaking.

Zhao Shi just brought her out to show her face, but didn't intend to take her to stay longer. As for the greetings, it was even unnecessary.

Before long, Zhao Shi was about to send her back to the backyard. Mingzhu smiled at him, "I'll have some wine tonight, okay?"

Zhao Shi thought she was in a good mood, feeling soft, rubbing her head, unable to say no, "Drink less."

Mingzhu returned to the clever appearance she had before him, and she nodded, "Okay."

Mingzhu now has her own purpose in everything she does. Holding the hip flask, she ran to the backyard pavilion and sat for a while.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Mingzhu to see the guests who came to the backyard to give a hangover.

She recognizes Sheng Wenlin.

When Wei Chiyu was studying in the academy, he was in the same school as him, and he mentioned Sheng Wenlin's name in front of her.

More than half a month ago, Zhao Shi squeezed her chin and coldly told her that Wei Chiyu was about to be married.

Mingzhu wanted to know if Zhao Shi lied to her. If it was true, she would only be happy for Wei Chiyu.

She cheered herself up in her heart, and walked to Sheng Wenlin when there was no one.

She said: "Master Sheng, I want to ask you something."

Sheng Wenlin seemed to be stunned by her, and was silent for a few seconds, "What's the matter?"

Mingzhu raised her face and asked, "Has Wei Chi kissed him yet?"

"Um."

"That's good."

Sheng Wenlin stared at the girl's face and added: "The marriage was bestowed by the prince himself."

Mingzhu was silent.

The man couldn't help but walked two steps forward, and his boots happened to stop less than half a metre away from her. "It's the teacher's daughter. She has an innocent family and is both talented and beautiful. She is also a good match."

Mingzhu was a little jealous of that girl before, not so much jealous as envy.

I envy her for spoiling her father, having the opportunity to go to school and reading, and from time to time, she can pretend to be women in men's class and go out to fight poems.

However, although she was envious, she had to admit that she was indeed a very good woman.

Mingzhu said thank you to Sheng Wenlin, and she turned around and planned to leave here.

Sheng Wenlin stopped her, saying with a sour energy that he hadn't noticed, "Since you are the prince's person, you shouldn't remember your previous fiancé anymore."

Mingzhu didn't turn around to talk, but walked straight forward.

Late at night in the early spring, I still feel a little bit cold when the window is open. Mingzhu just washed her face and changed her clothes, and was about to go to bed. The entourage next to the prince passed on a message.

Across the door, the man said respectfully: "Girl, your Royal Highness has drunk too much tonight, I call you to come and wait."