After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

It's sultry in the midday. Hundreds of small Buddha statues are enshrined on both sides of the hall, and the blue lights in the veil of the smoke cage reveal the slightly lit candles.

Master Liaochen folded his hands together, "It's been a long time since I saw His Royal Highness."

His gaze immediately looked at the woman next to His Royal Highness, he glanced at her face, and was taken aback for a while, without saying anything.

Zhao Shi was wearing a string of dark black beads on his wrist. He took the beads off, pinched them in his hands, and followed Master Chen into the hall.

Zhao Shi and Mingzhu knelt on the tufted futon, and the Buddhist niche stood in front of them.

Some of Mingzhu didn't dare to look up at the Buddha statue in front of her. The invisible majesty was suppressed on top of her head.

She took the incense from Zhao Shi, closed her eyes and made a few wishes for the Buddha statue very piously.

In my ears is the sound of monks chanting.

Mingzhu didn't know how long she had been kneeling, her knees were aching and her legs were a little numb.

After reciting the sutra, Mingzhu stood up with Zhao Shi's support. I don't know if she was suspicious, and always felt that the look in her eyes looked different from others.

Mingzhu felt a little more relaxed when she came out of the main hall.

But it didn't take long. The nausea in her stomach went back and forth. She was holding her chest, wanting to vomit but unable to vomit.

Zhao Shi helped her, "It's sick again?"

Mingzhu's small face was pale, and a thin mist of water rose from her jet-black eyes. Her bad premonition was even worse, and she explained in a low voice, "Just take a bite to eat."

It just happened to be dark. The mist that came in the evening was full of cold, sticky, cold fragrance.

Zhao Shi clutched her wrist and asked gently, "What do you want to eat?"

Mingzhu swallowed, and said without hesitation: "I want to eat spicy dishes, okay?"

Zhao Shi raised his hand and rubbed her head, "Yes, but can't you not eat spicy food?"

"There is no taste in the mouth, eat some spicy dishes to suppress the nausea."

"Okay. I'll let people do it."

Zhao Shi ordered the people to start anew and burned two delicious and spicy dishes.

Mingzhu feels hungry too easily recently. She ate half of a spicy fish, and she still couldn't get enough. Zhao Shi forbade her to continue to eat, and poured her a glass of warm water, frowning, "It's delicious and you shouldn't eat more."

Mingzhu was really untouchable before it was too spicy, but now it is indeed abnormal, with sweat on her forehead, and she is reluctant to stop.

She touched her chubby belly, "Okay, I'm full."

She swallowed, and suddenly asked, "Your Highness, where did the fish come from in the temple?"

Zhao Shi said, "I asked the guards to go to the clear spring in the back mountain to catch it."

"Will the little masters let them kill?"

The most taboo thing in Buddhism is killing. Since it is to pray to the gods and pray for blessings, it does not seem very good to do so.

Zhao Shi calmly said: "They killed and washed them outside the mountain before sending them over."

Mingzhu nodded, oh twice, she hiccuped, then raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Shi carefully. She asked, "His Royal Highness, does the Bodhisattva think we are not religious enough?"

Zhao Zhi's expression did not change, and he calmly said to her, "No."

Mingzhu only remembered these worries, obviously it was too late, the fish was almost finished.

She was dumbfounded twice, putting her hands on her stomach, and the anxiety in her heart was even worse.

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Zhao Shi and Mingzhu stayed in the temple for three days. He would go to the main hall to listen to the Buddhist scriptures and worship the Buddha every day. He also asked Master Chen for a peace talisman made of gold leaf, which he said could ward off evil spirits and ward off evil.

When Mingzhu got the gold foil piece, she took a closer look, and there were four lines of poems written on it that she couldn't understand.

She put the gold foil pieces away and put them in her purse for safekeeping. I heard her mother say before that all the talisman seals that I asked for from the temple must be hidden away from the light.

On the morning when she left the Buddhist temple, Mingzhu met Miss Gu at the gate of the mountain again.

There was a patter of rain outside, and she stood under the eaves under the umbrella, her face full of embarrassment.

Mingzhu followed her eyes and looked to the other side. It turned out that there was something wrong with her carriage. The wheels were stuck in the mud and the coachman couldn't push it out in the rain.

Wearing a hat, the coachman bent over and ran to Gu Shuyi, "Miss, I can't push it."

Gu Shuyi stood alone in the cyan rain and mist, looking a bit pitiful from his back.

Mingzhu turned her face and saw that Zhao Shi's gaze seemed to be looking at Miss Gu. She was very acquainted and poked the man's arm. She said, "His Royal Highness, do you want someone to help Miss Gu?"

It's uncomfortable when it rains, and it's miserable to be trapped here.

Zhao Shi glanced at her coldly, she would pity Xiangxiyu.

After a while, Zhao Shi condescendingly said with the entourage behind him: "Go and help Miss Gu."

"Yes."

The more the manpower, the greater the strength. The wheels that had been sunk in the muddy wet soil were quickly pushed out by them.

Gu Shuyi looked at the man not far away, lowered the joy of his eyebrows, and was about to walk over to say thank you. His Royal Highness had already taken his concubine into the carriage.

After coming back from Fuyuan Temple, Zhao Shi was kind but worried.

It's already August, and there are less than two months left before the wedding date of His Royal Highness and the concubine of the Ming family.

The crown prince's house was busy up and down, especially the people in charge, who were so busy that they had to pay attention to every detail.

Even the red candles in the wedding room on the day of the wedding had to be prepared by him personally to be relieved.

This is the marriage of His Royal Highness, there must not be any mistakes, and there is no room for mistakes. No matter how big or small, you have to be the best.

The red silk fabric to be hung on the wedding day was shipped from Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau earlier, but the steward squeezed it in his hand and looked at it carefully, but he was actually not satisfied.

"This satin is not good enough, you can look for something better."

"Yes."

"And those red candles have to be replaced. The light is not bright enough, and there is a smell when it burns."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"That's it for the time being. Go ahead and work on it."

Mingzhu, who has always been dull, noticed that the house was lively, and the servants were busy, and their feet were not touching the ground.

Biying would not tell her these things, for fear that she would feel uncomfortable.

One is the concubine who is justified in carrying the big sedan chair to marry the concubine who enters the door, but the girl Mingzhu can only beg her to be a concubine.

During the ten days of staying in the Ming Palace, Biying saw that the girl Mingru was not a good crop, and she would have to use her concubine status to put pressure on the girl Mingzhu in the future.

Biying was worried, and turned her head to see that the girl Mingzhu was still holding the fruit plate and eating the fragrance, and some crushed ice was added to the fruit to quench her thirst and relieve the heat.

Biying didn't know if she should be happy, their girls could still eat at this time.

"Girl, be careful of your stomach ache."

Mingzhu sent a few oranges to her mouth, juicy and sweet, and narrowed her eyes sweetly. She said, "I didn't eat much."

"You have eaten two bowls." Biying looked at the mellow face of the girl Mingzhu, and said: "Girl, you seem to have gained a little weight recently."

The appetite is also larger than before.

She used to coax her and she couldn't eat two bites, and now she doesn't have to stare at her to eat.

She must have something to eat after half a stick of fragrant hour.

Mingzhu herself knew that she was fatter, her face was rounded, and the flesh on her waist felt softer.

She blinked, "Is it not good to be fat?"

Biying shook her head and laughed, "The girl looks better than the goddess when she is fat."

This is not a compliment. After the girl's face is rounded, it is easier to make people feel soft. If you want to squeeze, or knead, you will always want to love and care for her very much.

The childishness has not escaped, and it is as charming as a little rabbit just out of the cave. Innocent and pure, soft and lovely.

Suddenly Mingzhu couldn't eat it anymore. It had been several days since she had returned from the temple, and she still hadn't come for her monthly affairs this month.

She wants to see the doctor to check her pulse, it is best if she is suspicious.

Mingzhu wanted to go to Zhao Shi, and told him that she was going out of the house. Secondly, even if he agreed, he would definitely send someone to stare at her in the dark.

As soon as she went to the doctor with her front foot, he would receive the news immediately.

In this way, Mingzhu directly gave up the idea of ​​seeking a doctor for pulse diagnosis.

She lifted her face, her clear glass eyes looked at Biying earnestly, and asked, "Did Your Highness give me medicine every time before?"

Biying didn't even know why she brought up this matter. Doesn't it hurt to think of it?

"Yes."

The medicine stopped halfway, and after the prince broke out with the girl, he continued to let her drink the medicine.

Mingzhu nodded, "Okay."

It should be that she thinks too much herself. After a few days, Mingzhu's appetite and sleep seemed to have returned to normal. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and took free time to go to the pond in the backyard to see the red carps she raised.

The red carp in the pond was raised fresh and plump, and the color of the scales glowed in the water.

Mingzhu walked back contentedly, and saw a young man carrying a big box and a small box on the road.

There is a 囍 word on the top of the cage, and the boxes are filled with items that can be used for weddings.

Mingzhu turned around and asked Biying, "What's the date today?"

"August 20th."

In other words, there is only more than a month left before Zhao Shi and her sister get married.

Mingzhu asked this sentence, but did not speak any more.

The banknotes she hid are enough for her life, and Huozhe is ready.

Now that the people in the house are busy with the big wedding, no one should care about her during this period.

The more Mingzhu thought about it, the more satisfied she became. She smiled, "Very good."

Biying couldn't see how real or reluctant the smile on her face was.

"Girl, don't think too much."

"how come."

She felt more excited and happy than Mingru who was going to be the bride.

Mingzhu felt sore and weak after walking for a while. After seeing Koi return to the house, she planned to take a nap.

Mingzhu slept sideways on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

She originally thought that she would dream about the strange Zhao Shi that she had never seen before.

But in this dream, the man in front of her was much younger, with an upside-down face, and his eyes were cold and indifferent, exactly the same as the expression she had when she first saw him.

Wearing a black cloak, the man stood expressionlessly in the snow. He looked at the snow-white sky all over the sky with a slight struggle in his eyes. He closed his eyes and spit out the most ruthless words: "Send the wine over."

Mingzhu heard these words at first, and her heart felt like a sharp barb was thrust into her heart, and countless barbs evoked the soft flesh that was tearing her heart.

It was indeed Zhao Shi in the previous life, who wanted her life.