After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Zhao Shi didn't look at the medicine bottle carefully, so he didn't find anything wrong.

He was still thinking about the child, and it was not compliant to let Mr. Concubine's child behave, and it sounded a little absurd. But the ridiculous thing he did to her was not bad.

In the past few months, Mingzhu's body has improved, her complexion is rosy, her cheeks are a little more fleshy, and she is finally not so weak and windy.

Mingzhu's eyes looked at the man behind him through the bronze mirror and saw that his expression hadn't changed much, and her heart was barely settled in midair.

"Since it is a medicine for replenishing qi and blood, it must be put in place."

Mingzhu feels that Zhao Shi is like her former teacher, and likes to use a very serious tone to speak her lessons.

Mingzhu finally knew why she didn't like the female master when she was a child, because she was not obedient enough.

"I see."

Mingzhu is really courageous now. After so many tossing last night, she couldn't find a chance to take medicine under Zhao Shi's eyelids this morning.

She endured no shaking of her hands, took the medicine bottle out of the drawer, poured one into her mouth, and swallowed her throat with warm water.

After taking the medicine, her back was almost wet with cold sweat. She turned sideways and raised her face to look at him, calmly saying: "The doctor said she should take it often."

Zhao Shi suddenly stretched out her finger, which shocked her.

With slender fingers, the man pinched the small medicine bottle on the table and placed it in the palm of his hand, staring at it intently. He easily removed the seal of the medicine bottle. Although the medicine smelled faint, it smelled familiar.

Mingzhu's mood was tense, her fingers curled up, her nails pinched herself hard to keep her calm.

Zhao Shi returned the medicine bottle to her.

Fortunately, Mingzhu didn't see any clues to him.

Zhao Shishun took the golden hairpin by her hand and helped her put on the hairpin.

After Mingzhu was put on, Zhao Shi took her by the hand and left the courtyard.

The carriage is spacious, and there is even a small bed in it for resting.

There are plenty of snacks, pastries and fruits in the car.

Mingzhu sat tensed beside him, and the man leaned back and closed his eyes, resting.

She breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, her fingertips itchy, trying to lift the curtain to see the street scene, but she was afraid of waking him up. After weighing, Mingzhu decided to do nothing.

She slept long enough last night, not sleepy at all, but rather hungry.

Mingzhu picked up two chestnut cakes and put them in his mouth. The chestnut cakes were still warm, and they were very sweet when they were eaten in their mouths.

She has never had much control over sweets, and she wanted to eat two pieces. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she grabbed Zhao Shi and said, "Be careful and support it."

Mingzhu licked her lips, "I'm not full yet."

She wanted to euphemistically tell him that she still wanted to eat.

I know he is stingy, but I can't bear to give her two pieces of pastry, right?

It's your Royal Highness, it's embarrassing to talk about it.

Zhao Shi glanced at her belly, looked up, and stretched out his fingers to wipe off the debris from the corners of her mouth, "There are still delicious foods in the palace. I am full now. What are you going to eat in a while?"

This reason, Mingzhu can accept for the time being.

It sounds really for her sake, not for her excuses.

The chestnut cake was put away by Zhao Shi. She became discouraged and drank her thirst to quench her thirst. She asked, "Your Highness, there will be many people in the palace today?"

"Yeah." Zhao Shi closed his eyes and kept his arms around her waist. "She likes lively."

Zhao Xin is favored again, and those who want to fawn on her will certainly not miss such a good opportunity.

Zhao Shi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the girl beside her. Her face was too inviting, and it was the color that men most greedy. He tightened his hands, "Otherwise you wear a veil?"

After finishing speaking, he himself felt inappropriate. If you block your face in this situation, you will be underestimated by others.

Zhao Shi frowned, knowing that he would not agree to Zhao Xin's unreasonable request.

Mingzhu said seriously: "But your Highness, I went out today without a veil."

Zhao Shi's smile faded, "No need."

Mingzhu doesn't care whether she wears a veil or not, and it's not the first time that Zhao Shi doesn't like others to see her face. At first she would feel a kind of disrespectful offense, but now she just does it casually.

How about love.

She doesn't care.

After entering the palace, it was impossible for Zhao Shi to tie her to his waistband. He sent Mingzhu to the palace where he used to live, and said, "You stay here first, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

There are so many people today, it's better to be safe.

Mingzhu nodded, "Okay."

Most people dare not approach Zhao Shi's palace. Except for Zhao Xin, I heard that her eldest brother had already brought her concubine into the palace. She was wearing a newly made small skirt, carrying the skirt and flying over.

The guards outside the temple dared to stop others, but did not dare to take the initiative to the public.

They persuaded each other kindly, "Princess, your Royal Highness has an order, not allowed in or out."

Zhao Xin didn't eat this set and kicked it over, "Go away."

The guards watched her break in. Zhao Xin recklessly pushed open the door of the side hall. The woman who just read by the window raised her face with a surprised expression, "Princess, did you run over? My hair is messed up."

Zhao Xin smiled broadly, "As soon as I heard my brother enter the palace, I knew you were here too."

Mingzhu was also moved by her smile, pursed her lips and smiled faintly, and beckoned to her, "Sit down and I will comb your hair again."

"Zhuzhu, can you still comb your hair bun?"

"Yes." Mingzhu paused, "My mother taught me."

"Your mother must be a very good woman."

"Well, my mother is very gentle."

Speaking is gentle and drizzle, doing things without arrogance or rashness, and it seems that you will never be angry. Even if you roll in the quagmire and make yourself look like you can't see it, you won't be angry with her. She will also change her clothes with a smile, saying that she is a little naughty.

Mingzhu thought of her mother, her brows and eyes became much gentler.

"It's done, look at it."

Zhao Xin looked at himself in the mirror, "It looks good, I like it."

She couldn't help sighing, "Zhuzhu, why do you know everything?"

Ingenious, charming, temperament more gentle than Jiangnan women.

Mingzhu saw that she was happy and she was also very happy. She lowered her head shyly, "No, I can't study well, I can't play chess, let alone paint or play piano."

After Zhao Xin heard it, she felt that she was more kind, "I am not very good at all of these. Only my brother likes a woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Mingzhu smiled, "Yes."

Zhao Shi likes that.

Zhao Xin stood up and held her hand, "I will take you to meet a few people."

Mingzhu stopped, hesitated for a moment or took out the sway that had been hidden in the sleeve for a long time. "This is a sway that I made by myself. It's not worth the money, but I think it's pretty good-looking."

"It's so beautiful, is it for me?"

"Um."

"You can put it on for me now."

"good."

After Mingzhu helped her wear a good step, she was pulled out of the side hall. The Guards did not dare to stop the second time, pretending that they hadn't seen anything, and waited for someone to run away before they went to report to the prince.

Zhao Xin was very enthusiastic about her and took her directly back to his palace, where many family ladies who were close to the princess had already arrived.

Some, I saw Mingzhu last time.

At that time, Mingzhu was just an unqualified outer room, and a few months later, it was "promoted" to the concubine's room. However, with the lesson of the princess, these people look down on her in their hearts and dare not say anything.

Jiang You retired and cried for a few days in hiding. His eyes were still swollen in the palace today. She looked at Mingzhu and knew that she was the former fiancée of the brother.

Jiang You walked to Mingzhu when there were few people, and she asked, "Are you Mingzhu?"

"Ah you are?"

"My name is Jiang You."

Mingzhu knew who she was when she heard this name. After all, she had eaten Jiang You's jealousy before.

Jiang You stared at his red and swollen eyes, "Did you know that Brother was transferred to Changzhou?"

Mingzhu turned pale, "I don't know."

"It's four or five years since he left. No one knows if he will be able to return to Beijing alive in the future."

If he was transferred to death on the road, he could be pushed to the bandit, or it could be said that he suffered a natural disaster, and no one would investigate it for him.

Mingzhu said: "He will live well."

Jiang You sneered, "The prince wants to kill him, who can stop it? This time he was lucky enough to not be caught and came out of the dungeon of Dali Temple alive."

Mingzhu was kept in the dark and had never heard of his imprisonment.

What Jiang You said was all he knew, "The prince personally ordered him to be arrested. When I went to the dungeon to see him, he had injuries on his body and the ground was full of blood."

She really couldn't do not anger her, and was jealous of her position in Wei Chiyu's heart, "Dare you say that his innocent disaster has nothing to do with you?"

Jiang You's remarks are all for the sake of venting himself.

Mingzhu looked up and calmly said: "I haven't looked for him again, and you are not qualified to question me."

Jiang You was irritated by the three words "unqualified", "You are so cruel."

Mingzhu smiled, "You said that is it."

Mingzhu doesn't want to argue with her, and if you speak clearly, there is no need to continue arguing about who is right and who is wrong.

She left the main hall and went out to let the wind breathe. When she walked through the corridor, she met two familiar faces-Princess Xiangyang and Shiwang Shizi.

One is as arrogant as before, with arrogance in both eyes.

The other one is Yushu facing the wind, with a cool posture.

The two people on the opposite side were obviously surprised.

Sheng Wenlin's hands behind her back unconsciously closed tightly, and the expression in her eyes would be difficult to move from her face for a while.

Sheng Ling wanted to ruin Mingzhu's charming face. She suppressed the evil in her heart and raised a smile, "Mingzhu girl."

Mingzhu saluted, "Princess."

Sheng Ling took two steps forward: "The Pearl girl is really the most beloved concubine of His Royal Highness, and the princess birthday feast brings you here."

Mingzhu is not as afraid of her as before, and her choking ability has improved: "His Royal Highness does spoil me."

Sheng Ling held back her breath, she was not in a hurry, she had to pack her pearls tonight.

A woman born to a prostitute should be just like her mother.

Live on the body in the hook for a lifetime.

Sheng Ling prepared a big gift for her.

Sheng Wenlin held down his cousin's hand, and said with high-sounding words, "This is in the palace, don't go too far."

"I know, cousin." Sheng Ling said.

Mingzhu astutely used Zhao Xin as an excuse: "The princess is still waiting for me, so I will leave first."

She quickly passed by the two of them, a gust of wind raised from the skirt of her skirt.

Sheng Wenlin was a little bit reluctant, her mind still had icy eyebrows.