After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Even the fingers of Mingzhu are soft, and they don't have much force to press on the corners of his lips.

The medicine has not been removed, her consciousness is still vague at this time, and she will roll wherever she feels comfortable, holding his body, burying her face in his neck, absorbing the smell of him, and saying, "You Smells really good."

Zhao Shi looked down at her soft profile face and pulled the quilt up to cover her shoulders, "Really?"

He almost never used incense, and he had never felt any fragrance on his body before.

Zhao Shi waited for a while, before she could answer, and looked down, the woman in his arms was already asleep.

When sleeping, she opened her mouth slightly, her cheeks were red, and her breathing and exhalation were very cute.

Tonight did tire her out. There were so many scars on his legs.

She loves beauty again, and when she wakes up knowing that there may be scars on her legs, she may be secretly sad again.

Zhao Shi stayed up all night and waited until dawn to get up and change clothes and go to his mother to ask for peace. There was so much noise in the palace last night that his mother was afraid to think more about it.

Before leaving, Zhao Shitong said: "You don't need to wake her up today."

Get up when you sleep, so you can nourish your mind.

The weeping willow in March is already green, and the sky is clear again. Zhao Zhi got up early and went to his mother's residence.

Song Luan had just gotten up and was eating breakfast. Seeing his son came, he was both pleasantly surprised and a little surprised.

When the son grows up, he has a heavy burden on his body. It is rare that he will come to sit in her yard when he is free. He kept everything in his heart, and she couldn't see through as a mother.

Song Luan was very happy and smiled at him, "Why are you here?"

On the surface, Zhao Shi still looked at the usual expressionless face, but the expression in his eyebrows did soften a bit. He hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth and whispering: "Mother, did you scare you last night?"

Song Luan shook his head, "No."

Song Luan didn't intend to ask anymore, but couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, "Are you calming down now?"

Zhao Shi looked down, "A little thing, the past will pass. It's fine if you didn't scare you last night."

Song Luan knew that he was a boring gourd with a sawed mouth, and she couldn't ask what she didn't want to tell her.

"In a blink of an eye, you are so old. You are about to marry a wife and have children."

Thinking of it, when he was still young, he was a soft white steamed bun, nestled on his uncle's shoulder, and he didn't even dare to speak to her.

Now it can hold up a piece of sky.

She almost didn't know this son.

Zhao Shi stayed and had breakfast with her, and then the mother and son sat together and played a game of chess.

Song Luan was not in good health, so he was driven away after playing chess, saying that he would continue to sleep.

When it came, I didn't forget to remind Zhao Shi, "The wedding date is almost set, why didn't you bring the girl from the Ming family to see me?"

She also wanted to know what her son's favorite girl looked like and her temper.

Zhao Shi absent-mindedly said: "Yeah."

He had no important things to do today, and when he passed a pond in the garden, he stood quietly by the lotus pond for a while. Some lotus flowers have already bloomed. Looking at this scene, Zhao Shi suddenly went away, thinking of the original things, and now it seems that he did not know whether he did it wrong or not.

I don't know if I can see her smile at him once again in the bright sunlight.

Zhao Shi went back but didn't see Mingzhu's person. He sat down and drank a cup of tea. He didn't ask anything else. He just asked, "When did she get up?"

The little palace lady said: "Not long after you got up. The girl didn't sleep well, and she woke up from a nightmare."

Zhao Shi knew that she often had nightmares, she was clearly a person who didn't dare to do anything bad, and she didn't know why nightmares always haunt her.

Zhao Xin said, "Did she have breakfast?"

The maid shook her head: "The girl said she wasn't hungry."

Zhao Zhi said quietly, "Let the people in the kitchen cook her red bean and lotus seed porridge."

"Yes."

Mingzhu was really terrified by the nightmare she had this morning. She was trapped in a room. She looked up and saw a coffin with white husks on both sides and blood on the surrounding walls.

A group of people dressed in white knelt down under the coffin, all of whom were familiar faces.

In the gloomy night, her legs were so frightened that she just wanted to wake up quickly.

Zhao Shi was dressed in black and seemed to blend in with the dark and icy night. He sat on the other side with a nonchalant smile on his mouth, looking coldly at them shaking like a sieve.

He held a short knife in his hand, and there was still warm and fresh blood hanging on the blade. The cynicism looked like it was as if the one who was not pleasing to the eye would take the knife.

Mingzhu tried to open her eyes, and woke up slowly after breaking free from this nightmare.

She returned to the room, Zhao Shi looked at her somewhat pale face and held her cold hand, "Is my head dizzy?"

Mingzhu shook his head: "Not dizzy."

But last night she didn't remember what she said to Zhao Shi when she was confused.

She shouldn't have said what she shouldn't, and she relaxed as she thought about it.

Zhao Shi asked people to bring up the boiled red bean and lotus seed porridge, "First eat something."

Mingzhu was pressed on the chair by him, looking at the soft red bean porridge, a little resisted, "I'm not hungry."

Zhao Shiwen said: "After eating, I will take you out of the palace."

Mingzhu picked up the bowl, blew it, and tasted two bites. After feeling that the taste was not bad, he ate two more bites.

But she is a veritable cat appetite, and she won't be able to eat much.

Zhao Shi always thinks that she is thin, and feels that every time she eats with her, it is like feeding a small animal, and she has to watch her finish the bowl.

After Mingzhu finished the porridge in the bowl, she could not ask: "I heard that you sent the princess back to Xiangyang?"

Zhao Shi said lightly: "Yeah."

When Mingzhu found out that she had been drugged last night, she guessed at the princess, but she did not expect it to be.

Mingzhu whispered "Oh".

Zhao Shi clasped her five fingers, "It won't work if you don't look at you for a moment."

If you don't pay attention, you will be caught by others.

Mingzhu is also very wronged, how can she be blamed for this kind of thing? He is also the culprit.

She didn't bother to argue with him, and she was a little stingy so she couldn't talk to him.

Zhao Shi led her out, Mingzhu turned her head and looked at his profile, only to feel that the man seemed to be getting taller and taller, and he became more and more like the unfathomable him in his dream.

The prince's car was waiting outside the hall, and the two of them passed through a long corridor and ran into Song Huaiqing, who was planning to leave the palace.

Song Huaiqing frowned when he saw Mingzhu's face, and the strong fragrance was still engraved in his mind last night.

Zhao Shi's body stood in front of Mingzhu, his lips pressed, and he didn't speak.

The last time Song Huaiqing saw Mingzhu, she didn't really have any impression of her. The left was just a concubine who warmed the bed. When Zhao Shi was out of interest, she would just leave it alone.

Although Mingzhu didn't calculate what happened last night, Song Huaiqing still put the account on her.

Prejudice is difficult to eliminate. It is also difficult for him not to anger Mingzhu.

Song Huaiqing looked up at Mingzhu, "I offended the Mingzhu girl last night, and I will apologize to you the next day."

Mingzhu didn't expect him to say such a word. He couldn't talk of offending her either, separated by a bed curtain, the two could not see each other clearly, not to mention that he was still facing her back at the time.

Mingzhu was stunned, her mouth was stupid, where is the opponent of these human spirits, stammering: "No... no need."

Song Huaiqing's peachy eyes swept a little bit coldly, "I should be. Now that some things have happened, I won't escape."

When the words are over, the Lengjian is also finished.

Song Huaiqing narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Auntie is still waiting for me, I'll take a step first."

Zhao Shi didn't say a word for a long while.

Mingzhu's palm was a little painful when he pinched it, and she yelled a little bit of pain.

Zhao Shi let go, "Let's go."

No matter what Song Huaiqing saw, he still intentionally said these things in front of him. Zhao Shi didn't intend to ask anything, this matter was past.

Mingzhu got into the carriage and took the book casually. She couldn't sit still halfway through, "I haven't said goodbye to the princess yet."

Zhao Shi opened his eyelids and stared at her small face and uttered four words: "Heartless."

She looks pretty happy.

Not at all affected by what happened last night.

Zhao Shi lowered his eyes and clenched his fists, if he hadn't found her missing last night. Is she also willing to ask other men to help her.

Zhao Shi raised his eyes again, took the book from her palm, looked at her clear and transparent eyes, pinched her chin with cold fingertips, "Zhuzhu."

Mingzhu avoided his sight.

Zhao Shi originally wanted to ask her, do you like him a little bit now? When this sentence reached the lips, I couldn't ask it again.

Mingzhu was shivered by the chill of his fingertips. She lifted her face. She has become thinner in recent days, but her face is still round, petite and tender, and the flesh on her cheeks is just right, especially beautiful.

She didn't understand anything, "Why...what's the matter?"

Zhao Shi let go of her chin, "It's okay."

Mingzhu felt his low mood, but was not interested in continuing to ask. She lowered her head and started playing with her fingers.

Zhao Shi couldn't see it, "Stop playing."

"Oh."

Fortunately, they have already arrived at the Prince's Mansion.

Mingzhu didn't know what he was angry about, so she was inexplicably suffocated to death.

Zhao Shi got out of the carriage first, and then carried her down.

Mingzhu suddenly remembered something. She asked, "Can I practice writing without copying a book today?"

Zhao Shi thought for a while, "Yes."

When Mingzhu asked with the attitude of trying, he never thought he would agree. In those days, it was useless to let her act like a baby. Do not practice less one article.

Today he promised happily.

Zhao Shi then said: "Just make time for the imperial physician to diagnose your pulse and regulate your body."

The pearl is like an enemy.

Zhao Shi thought she was afraid of taking medicine, so she comforted her with a gentle voice.

He really wants a baby now.

The imperial doctor also told him that she had a cold body and difficult offspring, so she could not rush for a while.

Mingzhu played a drum in her heart, and she smiled reluctantly, "His Royal Highness, didn't you like children before?"

"No."

Mingzhu tried to persuade him, "But...I can't give birth to a child before the crown prince, right?"

The problem is that she doesn't want to give birth at all.

Zhao Shi was silent for a while. He looked into her eyes and asked, "Zhuzhu, do you want to be a princess?"

Mingzhu couldn't say a word.

She didn't want to.