After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Zhao Shi looked at her without saying a word, her cheeks plump and skin translucent, like peaches exuding a full fragrance.

Suddenly, his heart was calmed for a moment, and his brows were not as hostile as he came out of the dungeon.

After all, he still minds that Mingzhu and Wei Chiyu had a broken lotus.

He unprovoked the fact that Mingzhu didn't like him was angered to Wei Chiyu, as if only this person disappeared, and he could get the joy that Mingzhu once had.

Zhao Shi didn't want Mingzhu to be afraid of him. He was indeed a man with a deep intention, cruel methods, and indifferent feelings, but she could not fear him like others.

Zhao Shi swallowed his throat and walked slowly to her. He didn't notice Mingzhu's nervousness. "Yeah."

No one could see that Zhao Shi's heart was somewhat fragile at this time, only the end of his eyes that had been smudged with crimson revealed a bit of emotion. He suddenly wanted to hug her, but he endured it.

The arrogance engraved in the bones made him unable to ask why you didn't like me.

Knowing that she is still unwilling, Zhao Shi will only pretend not to see.

They all said that he spoiled her too much, and he spoiled her too much.

"What are you up to?"

Mingzhu held his mind and smiled faintly, "Just made a birthday gift for the princess."

Zhao Shi smiled without emotion. Even Zhao Xin, who had only a few sides with her, was worthy of her so much effort. He just couldn't remember his birthday.

He sat down and casually played with the prayer beads in his hand, "Bring it over and show it to me."

Mingzhu took a deep breath, "Okay."

She took advantage of this opportunity to quickly throw the medicine bottle in her sleeve into the drawer, her hands and feet very quickly, without showing her feet.

She made Zhao Xin a tree-like golden step with a root flower, the gold leaf veins are clear and lifelike, with round turquoise beads inlaid on both sides. Step by step is exquisite and smart, and incompetent craftsmen can't do it.

She placed Step by step cautiously in front of him, and said in a uncertain tone: "The princess should like it."

The little girl has no resistance to good-looking things forever. Anyway, she likes it very much. If the princess doesn't want it, she will keep it for her own use.

Zhao Shi glanced twice, and then said, "She has never seen anything good."

Although he told the truth in a plain tone and didn't mean anything to belittle, this sentence was very painful to Mingzhu.

Mingzhu's face turned pale, and she didn't argue with Zhao Shi. If she could talk to him less, she talked less.

"Well, I know." Mingzhu explained, "I just think that what I make by myself is more sincere."

On the contrary, Zhao Shi's face was even lower, frowning, thinking deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.

He couldn't help but want to sneer, Zhao Xin would really please her, and in a short time he could make her heartless and sincere.

"Fengchai step by step, she has too many baby boxes to put it down." Zhao Shi didn't know how he even had to eat his sister's jealousy. He said, "She doesn't lack a gift like you. You might as well give it nothing. "

Mingzhu calmly shook his step in his palm, lowered his eyelashes, pale and stiffly echoed him: "Well, you are right."

His few straightforward words still slightly hurt her heart.

It seems that what she personally made is worthless and is not qualified to send it out.

But Mingzhu quickly figured it out. There is nothing to be sad about. He is like this, he will not put her on an equal position, and treat her like a plaything.

Mingzhu intends to carry Zhao Shi to give Bu Yao to the princess.

Zhao Shi was also uncomfortable. He held her hands, "If you really want to give a gift, you can pick something from my warehouse."

Mingzhu continued his words: "No need."

Zhao Zhi's face was not very good-looking, "She always wanted the blue coral in my storeroom, and you brought it to her when she entered the palace."

Zhao Xin has been soaking softly and hard for a long time. Zhao Shi is usually generous, and this blue coral refuses to agree.

Mingzhu didn't feel much: "Oh."

…

The spring rain fell for a while, and the weather finally cleared two days before the summer solstice.

In spring, you still need to wear a quilted jacket and skirt, but now you don't need it. The thin skirt is just right to wear, neither cold nor hot.

After the rain, the flowers in the garden also lost. On this sunny day, the peach blossoms are completely blooming.

Mingzhu is not busy now. Zhao Shi will assign her homework every day, forcing her to read profound and literary books, and will not let her go to sleep if she does not finish five words every day.

Mingzhu had a headache when she saw those complicated and difficult sentences, as well as some complicated uncommon words. She couldn't even read them, let alone understand the deep meaning.

On this day, she had a sore neck and eyes when she copied two articles. It was still early, and it was too late to copy in the afternoon. Mingzhu took the scissors to the garden.

Both pear blossoms and peach blossoms are in full bloom, and Mingzhu cut a few peach branches back and put them in a vase to embellish the house as much as possible.

The peach blossoms are fragrant, the roots of the branches are soaked in water, and the flowers on the branches can bloom for a few more days.

Mingzhu likes to play with flowers and plants. After finishing the vase, she continued to embroider her veil.

Biying looked at the sun slanting westward outside the window, and kindly reminded her, "Girl, there are still three articles that have not been copied. Your Royal Highness will check it when you come back."

When Mingzhu heard about copying the book, her hands started to hurt. Whether Zhao Shi knew that she would not become a talented girl even if she copied the book a hundred times.

Mingzhu said, "Why don't you copy for me?"

"This doesn't work, Your Royal Highness recognizes your handwriting."

"I haven't slept for my nap today."

"Sleep after writing?"

Mingzhu can't help it, "Okay."

Zhao Shi borrowed the study to her. When Mingzhu was itching, he would also turn through his drawers and pull out the customs clearance documents from a pile of folds. He didn’t listen to the instructions of his brain, and couldn’t control to take it. He really squeezed it in his hand. He didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of pinching out the wrinkles and being discovered by him.

She also doesn't know how long she can deal with him, this kind of life will always come to an end.

As long as she is alive for one day, Zhao Shi will not let her go. Being marked with his brand, even death can only die in front of her.

Mingzhu's folk words are not for nothing. She is inspired by the short stories. When the time is foolproof, she will burn her yard with a fire.

All she left to him was her "cremains."

Mingzhu closed the drawer and lay down on his desk to continue copying the article, writing carefully one stroke at a time. Maybe she didn't have much talent in this aspect, and the font was not as good as she wanted to copy carefully.

Sunlight slipped in through the window and shone on the girl's shoulder. She started to doze under the light, her eyelids couldn't hold her back.

The brush in my hand fell to the ground without noticing it.

Mingzhu slept on the table, opened her eyes and found that it was already dark.

The article is naturally not copied.

She put the pen and paper away and hid it in a hard-to-find space. She thought maybe Zhao Shi didn't have time to spot check her homework.

Mingzhu was too lucky, Zhao Shigang came back and asked where she was? Then came straight to the study.

Mingzhu was uncharacteristically, "His Royal Highness, do you want to eat first?"

Zhao Shi couldn't laugh or cry. She almost wrote the word guilty conscience on her face. Besides, she didn't treat him so enthusiastically at all, "Don't worry."

Mingzhu was afraid that he would think of his homework, and tried to divert the topic, "Then you eat some fruit first?"

She likes to eat melons and fruits, and Zhao Shi seems to rarely touch them.

"you eat."

This is the seasonal melons and fruits that Zhao Shi sent her specially, so why should he grab these with her to eat.

Zhao Shi smiled at the end of his eyes, and he asked, "Have you finished practicing today?"

Mingzhu hesitated, this kind of thing can be exposed immediately by lying, she had to change the vague saying: "It's almost there."

Zhao Shi asked again: "Almost how much worse is it?"

Mingzhu wanted to rush up to bite him so that he wouldn't ask him like that.

Thinking about returning, she replied, she turned her face away, avoiding his gaze, with a guilty heart, "not much, just half."

"After dinner, write, and then go to bed after finishing up."

Mingzhu secretly scolded him for being careful, couldn't be accommodating for a day? Too stingy.

Mingzhu stood aside and was silently angry. She didn't want to say a word during the meal. She remained silent until the dinner was withdrawn.

Zhao Shi thought that it was better to be angry than not to be angry, at least the expression was vivid, which made him ignore her grievances for a while.

Zhao Shi touched her head, "Go and write."

Mingzhu slapped his hand away, walked to the desk in anger, spread the fine rice paper, and continued to copy the article.

There are less than 500 words in an article. Write beautifully, which really embarrassed her.

Zhao Shi took out the article she copied during the day, and after reading it, made a comment, "No improvement."

The Pearl was grabbed by force, "It's not that everyone is a genius."

"I'm just stupid, can't I?"

Zhao Shi did not dislike her for being stupid. He said: "Your handwriting has not yet formed, so it is better to copy my handwriting first."

Mingzhu has read Zhao Shi's handwriting and it is indeed beautiful. Vigorous without losing the atmosphere, the trend is sharp and majestic.

"understood."

When Mingzhu lowered her head, the hair on both sides of her cheeks slowly fell. She stretched out her hands behind her head, her face was white and serious.

After Mingzhu copied an article, there were a few words she didn't recognize. When Zhao Shi asked how to read it, she blushed and said that she didn't know.

Fortunately, Zhao Shi didn't laugh at her about this incident, corrected her pronunciation, and told her the allusion again.

Pearl also remembered how to read the last note.

After copying it to the back, she really couldn't copy it.

Mingzhu discussed with him, "His Royal Highness, I will make up tomorrow, okay?"

When Zhao Shi was a child, it was much harder to read and practice calligraphy than her. In his opinion, this is already a very relaxing weight.

"This is not an example."

"good."

Mingzhu finally got a good night's sleep after a day of tiredness, so she touched the pillow and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Zhiqi woke up again, her clothes loosened in a mess, and her wrists were held by the pillow and couldn't move.

She didn't even have a chance to speak, so she was gagged.

Spring tide brought rain. A soft whisper came from the tent to outside the house.

Mingzhu's consciousness was chaotic, her earlobe was bitten, and she was hardly awake by the slight tingling. She seemed to hear the man whispering: "Why hasn't the belly moved yet?"

It has been a while since the medicine stopped.

Mingzhu thought she had heard it wrong.

The next day happened to be Zhao Xin’s birthday banquet. Mingzhu was going to enter the palace with Zhao Shi, with weak limbs and unable to sleep in bed.

Mingzhu sat in front of the mirror and dressed herself.

Zhao Shi stood neatly behind her, his thumbs loosely rolled up two strands of his hair, and he suddenly said, "Call the emperor's doctor to help you get your pulse."

Mingzhu is still out of condition, "Your Highness, I am in good health."

Zhao Shi frowned and thought deeply, and remained silent for a long time. If he wants a child, he can tie half of her heart. If it's a girl, it's even better.

Mingzhu didn't want the imperial physician to diagnose her pulse, otherwise she would be exposed about taking medicine in private.

Zhao Shi Yu Guang keenly caught the medicine bottle in the makeup box and raised his brow slightly, "What is this?"

Mingzhu calmly closed the lid with her hand in a cold sweat. She said, "It's a medicine that nourishes blood and nourishes qi."