After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

In the early spring of March, young green buds emerge from the ends of the branches, and the wind blows over the branches, warming and melting.

Mingzhu entered freedom in the past two days, Zhao Shi may feel that her name has been recorded on the jade plate, and will not toss about it anymore, so that no one will deliberately restrain her.

The sun swept across his face, a little panicked.

When the sun was not so venomous, Mingzhu let people lift two chairs and put them in the yard. She was all right and embroidered a small sachet.

Biying looked at the tattoo in the hands of the girl Mingzhu and praised her from the bottom of her heart, "The craftsmanship of the girl's embroidery is really good."

Mingzhu is ingenious, and the embroiderers are comparable to the embroiderers of Jiangnan.

She used to have nothing to do at home, nor did she study, so she had to stay at home and follow the maternal grandmother. Unlike some concubines, she was impatient after studying for a while. If she is a little bit dissatisfied, someone will tell her mistress immediately, and all she has to wait for is a meal to clean up.

At that time, Mingzhu was still worried all day that her mistress would marry a horrible old man who had a declining age, so she could not be behaved anymore at home, and try her best to make a good marriage and live a quiet and smooth life.

Mingzhu embroidered her favorite begonia flowers on the small sachet. After embroidering, she twisted her sore neck, then took it up and looked at it with satisfaction, turned around and asked Biying, "Is it beautiful?"

Biying nodded: "It's very beautiful." The weather was slightly hot, and she poured a glass of Mingzhu to quench her thirst, and then asked, "Is the girl going to give someone away?"

Mingzhu shook her head, "I use it myself."

"Girl, if there are too many to use up, you can give it to your highness."

Mingzhu heard these words suddenly, and she was stunned for a few seconds, and her fingers were tightly followed. She was idle and embroidered a few small sachets, which was not specifically intended for Zhao Shi.

She raised her head and Rongrong daylight swept across her cheeks. She squinted her eyes, a little sleepy, "I use it myself."

It will not be used up for a while.

Then use it slowly.

Biying couldn't make a sound anymore. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the little servant in front of the door ran over to send the famous post.

Mingru asked her to go out for a spring trip together, and the time was set in seven days.

In addition to her, there are several other concubines in the Ming family.

Mingzhu didn't know what Mingruan's heart was. She looked down at the post, and didn't say whether to go or not to go. Biying was a little curious, "Girl, do you want to go?"

Mingzhu put the famous post aside, "I don't know."

Whether she can go or not, it's not that she can do it. It depends on Zhao Shitong's disagreement. Last time she was invited by the princess and entered the palace without saying hello to him. Later, she was coldly reprimanded by him.

Mingzhu supported her chin and stared at the sky in a daze. She really couldn't figure out why Zhao Shi had such a strong desire to control her. How you live depends on his will, and what you die depends on his mood.

Biying still had lingering fears when she remembered what happened last time. If the prince went to the palace late, maybe the Pearl girl would not be able to get out of the palace alive, and no one knew what the princess would do under the anger.

She thought about it seriously, pursed her lips, and said, "Girl, otherwise, don't go."

Mingzhu turned her face to look at her and asked, "Why?"

Biying didn't conceal it either, "Girl Mingru always embarrassed you in Ming Mansion, so I don't think she will be at ease this time."

In the winter, people used cold water to wash her clothes, as well as other trivial things, Biying feels angry when she thinks about it now.

After hearing this, Mingzhu nodded in agreement. This is also true. The two sisters have always looked at her not pleasing to the eye, and will not miss any chance that can cause her to stumble.

In fact, without Biying's reminder, Mingzhu also knew that Mingru was very uneasy this time.

Mingru is unlikely to act on her like the princess, probably because she feels that she is weak and deceived, and she wants to use her identity as a future concubine, drag her good sisters in the capital, and ridicule her identity. I thought she would be the same as before, because of her low status, she couldn't raise her head with low self-esteem, allowing them to be humiliated by their yin and yang.

After Mingzhu was captured this time, she figured out some things, so she should not swallow her breath.

Didn't they all think that she was spoiled and arrogant, and that she was spoiled by the prince to be lawless and domineering? Then she will show them her arrogance.

Zhao Shi will always give her a bag if it gets into trouble.

If it's time when even Zhao Shi is impatient to give her a finishing touch, then she can't ask for it.

Mingzhu pursed her lips, "Let's go. Every day when we are locked up in the house, people will get moldy."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Biying warned carefully: "Then you remember to speak with His Royal Highness."

"Yeah." The voice was lazy, as if he didn't care about it.

The sunshine in March made her a bit lazy, and Mingzhu yawned, leaning on the soft pillow on the recliner, and slowly closed her eyes.

When Mingzhu was about to squint vaguely, an unignorable gaze forced her to open her eyes again. The man in front of her stood in front of her with his hands on his back, tall and thin, gentle and gentle, with a gentle and calm eyebrow. It's very different from the soft one he was called last night.

Mingzhu doesn't know how long he has been here.

She got up, Fuxia bowed her body, "Your Highness, you are back."

Zhao Shi asked in a deep voice, "Why did you fall asleep while lying outside? Be careful of catching cold."

She wore a skirt with long sleeves, which was feminine and ethereal, but she looked very thin. The body, which was originally thin and weak, looked a little more squeamish.

Mingzhu's cheeks were reddened by the sun, "It's hot and won't catch cold."

Zhao Shi looked into her eyes and said seriously: "There is wind."

The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Her bones are not good. If she catches a cold, she will have a headache. Then she will have to drink medicine with a bitter face and suffer for nothing.

Mingzhu didn't argue with him, lowered her neck, and stood silently before him.

After a while of silence, Zhao Shi suddenly reached out to her, "Where is my birthday gift?"

Mingzhu was stunned and lost her reaction. She raised her head, her beautiful eyes widened and round, adding a little stupidity, "What?"

"Last night was my birthday."

"Do you remember?"

"Um."

Zhao Shi is really scary, how can he remember the drunken things he said to her after he was drunk?

Mingzhu gritted her teeth secretly, she broke the can and said, "I'm not prepared."

Zhao Shi seemed to have guessed her answer in advance, and there was no surprise on his face. He hummed calmly, grabbed her hand, and gently kneaded her finger, "It's not too late to prepare now."

Mingzhu couldn't help saying: "It's already gone."

Zhao Shi cocked his mouth and snorted coldly. The smile in his eyes seemed to be mocking, "Wei Chiyu’s birthday has passed a year, and you still remember it. Baba ran over to give people gifts, why it’s just a day before my turn. Can't it?"

He sulked himself, his thumb couldn't help but clasp her chin, his black eyes stared at her lips, wishing to go up and take two bites hard to make a mark that could never be erased. .

Let her smell his whole person up and down.

Can't get rid of it, can't escape.

Zhao Shi thought so, so he did. He is a totally unconcealed desire in her, and she doesn't have to pretend to be a serious person.

He lowered his head, his sharp teeth pierced the corners of her mouth, saying it was a kiss, but it was actually more like a bite.

Mingzhu leaned back against her snow-white neck, and a few painful words leaked from her lips and teeth. She felt that Zhao Shi was much more cute when she was still drunk, and she answered whatever she asked, clever and ignorant, peaceful and kind.

Zhao Shi relaxed a little and licked his lips, "Think about it, what do you want to give me."

Mingzhu looked into his eyes and whispered: "Who is forced to give gifts."

The man raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes to look at her puffed up mouth, a little angry, he couldn't help but laughed in his heart, and his face was still indifferent.

Mingzhu didn't dare to force it with him, but she didn't want to just fulfill his wish. She said a little cautiously: "You just tell me what you want, and I'll buy it for you."

Zhao Zhi's face sank, not very good-looking, he sneered, and asked in her ear: "Do you still have money?"

All her money was confiscated by Zhao Shi the last time she was caught.

A huge sum of thousands of taels, not a single banknote left.

And her jewellery that was punished by him, he found it back by the magical power, and placed it in front of her in the same way, threatening coldly: "Look, will anyone dare to buy your things in the future."

In the past, Pearl still had tens of taels of pocket money available every month.

Zhao Shi didn't give her a penny now.

So Mingzhu really has no money.

Mingzhu's eyes flushed with anger, "Then I won't buy it."

Zhao Shi wiped the ends of her eyes with his fingertips, "Why am I wronged again without saying anything?"

Mingzhu just feels that she has no dignity in front of him. The maids in the mansion are better than her, and she still has two taels of silver every month.

She said: "I am not wronged."

Zhao Shi couldn't see her red eyes, a little pitiful, and a little faintly excited.

It is abnormal to want to cry her.

He asked: "Do you want silver?"

Mingzhu wants it. She is not a fool. There will be more places to spend money in the future. Zhao Shi's control of her purse was tantamount to holding her handle.

She asked: "Will you give it?"

Mingzhu grabbed the man's finger and talked with him in a soft voice, "I'll buy you a gift, okay?"

The man was silent and seemed unmoved.

Mingzhu made persistent efforts, "I saw a jade crown that suits you in the store last time. It is very beautiful. I will buy it for you."

Zhao Zhi couldn't hear the word Yuguan.

It's hard not to think of Wei Chi Yu this person.

I also thought that although she was very quiet last night, she seriously disliked what she said to him.

Zhao Shi's heart fell deep, and the mood of teasing her also went with the wind. He said, "I don't like it."

Mingzhu felt that his tone suddenly became gloomy.

It's fickle.

Hard to serve!

Zhao Shi looked at her nonchalant little face and smiled angrily. He pointed out, "Embroider me a purse."

Mingzhu opened her eyes and said nonsense, "I won't."

Zhao Shi glanced twice more on her face, and said uncertainly, "Isn't this the token of love between you and Wei Chiyu?"

Mingzhu's heart shrank. Had Zhao Shi already found out the matter with Wei Chi? Now that she knows that she and Wei Chi are more than happy, why are you embarrassed to break them apart?

She sighed and resisted him with silence.

Zhao Shi didn't care about the little girl, and squeezed her face, "When will the embroidery be finished, and when will I let you go out."