After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

When Mingzhu woke up, her mind was dizzy, and her legs felt sore even when she moved.

She opened her eyes slowly and saw a man lying quietly beside her, one of his hands lazily holding her waist, his eyes closed as if he was still asleep.

Mingzhu couldn't help reaching out and touching his face, rubbing his brows and eyes with her fingertips, but soon she retracted her fingers.

She just remembered that she had passed out before.

Maybe the sun is too hot, she thought.

It was a bit sultry when the two people were sleeping together. She broke off the fingers he put on her waist one by one, slowly got up from the bed, and carefully turned over him.

The man under him seemed to be pretending to be asleep, lazily opening his eyelids, and suddenly he grabbed his wrist and pressed her against him, with his undulating chest pressed against his body.

"You are awake."

Zhao Shi didn't fall asleep at all. "Yeah." He asked in a low voice, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Mingzhu shook her head, and struggled to get up from him, tidying up the scattered skirts, "No."

She still didn't know anything, her round eyes looked a little ignorant, "His Royal Highness, how did I fainted before?"

Zhao Shi paused for a few seconds, before deciding how to tell her, he sat up, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked at her tenderly, "The doctor said you are too tired and you need to rest well."

He still has no plans to tell her about her pregnancy.

Mingzhu didn't doubt the truth or falsehood of his words, and she did feel tired recently.

Zhao Zhi got up and said softly to her, "You can lie down for a while."

He put down the layers of curtains beside the bed to block the white light from outside the doors and windows, put on his clothes, and walked out.

"Has the medicine been cut?"

"It's ready to be fried."

"Come here."

"Yes."

Mingzhu is inherently weak, and it's not a good thing to be pregnant. If you don't pay attention, the child will not be saved.

However, she should let her know about her pregnancy sooner or later, and it won't last long.

Zhao Shi closed her eyes. Whether she wanted it or not, she had to stay with this child.

Mingzhu was still kept in the dark, and the man quickly brought a bowl of black medicine, opened the curtain and sat on the side of the bed, coaxing her to drink the medicine.

Mingzhu felt nauseous when she smelled the strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine. She frowned, "Why do you want to drink medicine again?"

Zhao Shi blew the hot soup in the bowl, calmly said: "Tonic."

Mingzhu really doesn't want to drink the bitter medicine. If she can hide her, she will hide, "It's a medicine that is three-point poison. I can take supplements."

Zhao Shi had already fed her spoon to her mouth, and said helplessly, "Open your mouth."

Mingzhu didn't hold back for a while, and retched on the side of the bed.

Zhao Shi patted her on the back to ease her breath, and fed her a few mouthfuls of warm water. His patience was unprecedented and he also showed a rare gentleness, "Is it better?"

Mingzhu pushed him away, as if this could make the bowl of sickening medicine a little farther away. Her eyes were filled with polished water, and she said, "Take the medicine farther away."

Zhao Shi was unwilling to accommodate her in this matter. The medicine was only good for her. He took a step back: "Wait for you to drink."

Mingzhu wanted to scold him, but she didn't dare to scold him. Is there something wrong with him and always likes to force her to drink medicine?

If you don’t get sick, drink it.

Mingzhu found that her temper was not very good recently, and she was always a little irritable. She used to be a little unhappy or angry and could suppress it. Recently, she has become more and more impatient with him, and she doesn't even bother to act with him.

She was lying on the bed with her back facing him, where she kicked her socks.

She couldn't hold back, and said, "If you like it so much, you can drink it yourself."

"I'm not going to grab you." Zhao Shi laughed, choking back painlessly.

Mingzhu didn't bother to talk to him when she couldn't tell him. She rolled over and got out of bed and opened the curtain. She was too lazy to find socks because of the hot weather. She called Biying and said, "I'm hungry."

Biying asked: "What do you want to eat?"

She already knew that the girl was pregnant and was happy for her, with unstoppable joy at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. Pearl girl has a good appetite, which is also a good thing for the child in her stomach.

Mingzhu thought for a while, "I want to have some soup."

Biying said: "Chicken noodle soup, would you like it?"

"Well, eat." Mingzhu is not too picky about eating now. He wants to eat everything and can eat everything. "There are ribs."

"Yes."

Mingzhu completely regarded the man behind her as air, and she didn't know if the weather was too hot, and the anger in her heart was also burning, no matter how he looked at it, it was not pleasing to his eyes.

She wore a thin gauze skirt with a round fan in her hand. Even so, she still felt humid and sultry.

Zhao Shi looked at her a little irritable, and he was very witty and didn't provoke her. I retired to the study room in the cubicle and approved a few folds. It was already evening when I looked up again.

He stood quietly by the window for a while, looking at the sunset in the sky, pondering for a moment, then lifted his feet and went to the next door.

Mingzhu's anger disappeared almost after she was full, but she still didn't want to see Zhao Shi, the days on the calendar were approaching.

When she was bored, she fiddled with the flowers on the window sill, the scissors in her hand, and cut two sprouts. Hearing Zhao Shi's footsteps, the scissors almost fell to the ground.

Why is Zhao Shi so leisurely these days? Run into her house twice in three days? Isn't he about to get married soon? What's the point of staring at her every day?

Mingzhu turned around, "Aren't you busy these days?"

Zhao Shi said, "It's okay."

Mingzhu took a deep breath. The weather was cooler in the evening, and the upset in her chest seemed to have subsided a lot.

Zhao Shi beckoned to her and asked her to come over.

Mingzhu was unwilling, bowed her head and did not speak.

Zhao Shi didn't feel irritated by being coldly treated, as if he was used to her attitude.

Mingzhu has no other thoughts, just hope that he will leave soon.

But Zhao Shi seemed to be dependent on her. She lived in her house for a few days, and once saw the Huo Zhe she put in the drawer, but she was shocked.

However, although Zhao Shi stayed overnight in her room, she never touched her again, which made her feel a lot easier.

After August, it is September. The weather is still very hot, and it may take October to usher in autumn. The watermelon grown in the yard has been eaten by her, and the watermelon vines have been dried by the sun.

Mingzhu was still so dull, she did not notice that she was pregnant. I ate myself fat, and looked at her round and round in the mirror, very happy.

Zhao Shi asked Biying to stare at her. When he was away, she must not be allowed to run around, and jumping around was not allowed. Every time the entrance was something she had to try.

Mingzhu also felt that she was being watched very closely, especially when Zhao Shi was resting, looking at her like a prisoner, causing her to panic, thinking that her escape plan had been seen through in advance.

As the prince’s wedding was approaching, the lanterns hanging in the mansion were replaced with brand-new red lanterns, which looked very festive.

Mingzhu felt that Zhao Shiruo had always regarded her so strictly, that she had no chance of setting fire to death.

After a few more days, Mingzhu had a poor appetite, so she found this excuse to go out and get some air.

Zhao Zhi couldn't accompany her with something. Before leaving the house, he tied her belt and trimmed her hair. His tone of voice was very flat, "Don't go where you shouldn't go, I won't say anything else, in your heart There should be counts."

The indifferent tone makes people afraid to give birth to other thoughts, it is a natural gesture of obedience.

Although she was so dazzling, she had to say yes.

At this critical juncture, she didn't need to breathe with him. Not long after, the two of them headed toward the sky, each walking aside. In this life, he won't let him know that she is still alive.

Mingzhu doesn't go out much, but every time she meets a few familiar people.

Song Huaiqing led the little girl at home to go shopping. He didn't expect to see Mingzhu at the door of the clothing store. He hadn't seen it in some days. The little girl looked soft, but the white cheeks were indeed plump, fleshy cheeks. , I wanted to squeeze it.

Song Huaiqing still remembered that night, he held her waist, which was also soft.

He nodded slightly and said hello: "Girl Pearl."

"Song son."

Mingzhu replied perfunctorily and planned to leave.

Song Huaiqing followed, "Why did your Royal Highness let you run out alone?"

As far as he knew, Mingzhu ran away more than once or twice, and Zhao Shi was so relieved to let her go out.

Mingzhu didn't have a good impression of Song Huaiqing either, and the man in front of him was also full of bad water conspiracies, but on the surface he looked gentle.

"The palace is sticking to me."

"So that's it." Song Huaiqing's younger sister ran after him, "Big brother, why did you leave me and ran away?!"

Song Huaiqing smiled at her sister, "You think I'm annoying, so you want me to go a little farther, don't you?"

Song Huaiqing's younger sister is most afraid of his elder brother's smile, so he might as well stretch his usual cold face. She looked at the woman opposite her eldest brother, she knew the current affairs well, "Yes."

After Mingzhu and Song Huaiqing said a few words, she hurriedly returned to the carriage and rested on the pillow for a while. Her stomach was still a little uncomfortable. She said, "Biying, let's go back."

Biying just wanted to persuade her to go back, and quickly ordered the coachman to send the person back to the prince's mansion.

After Zhao Shi came back, he didn't know who told him what she had encountered with Song Huaiqing. He was a little unhappy, pulled her wrist, and if his eyes seemed to stop on her stomach, he said lightly: " Stay away from him in the future."

Mingzhu knew that Zhao Shi had a natural hostility towards the men who appeared next to her, and regarded her as an object, or a plaything to be precise. This sense of possession is not love either.

Her wrist was a little sore by him. She said, "It was he who wanted to talk to me, not that I took the initiative to provoke him."

"Don't pay attention to him."

"There is no education like this."

"No one dares to say you."

It is true that no one dared to say in front of her, they were all making irresponsible remarks with their backs to her.

Zhao Shi's gaze was looking at her belly, it was actually a little visible, but it was not so obvious. Mingzhu thought that she had eaten too much recently and had eaten fat.

Until that night, there was red under her. She herself was not scared. Instead, Zhao Shi's face turned pale and her voice sounded calm. When she looked closely at her sleeves, her hands were shaking, "Call the doctor."

The maid outside the night watch didn't hear it clearly.

Zhao Zhi furiously said, "Let you call the doctor!"

Mingzhu was taken aback by his furious appearance. She shielded her body with a quilt, and she sighed in relief, "Your Majesty, it should be my childhood."

Zhao Shi squeezed her hand, pressed the corners of her lips, and said nothing.

The doctor came to check the pulse soon, and Mingzhu felt that they were too much trouble.

"His Royal Highness, Miss Ming has a weak foundation. She took too many ferocious cold medicines before, and she still hurt her foundation. That's why she saw Hong. Whether she can keep this child depends on God's will." The doctor finished his sentence. Not daring to look up at His Royal Highness's face, he buried his head and continued to say: "However, if this baby cannot be saved, Ms. Ming only needs to take care of it for a few years, and she will still be able to get pregnant again in the future."

Zhao Shi's hands were cold, "You go down to dispense medicine."

"Yes."

Mingzhu heard her brain humming. When did she have a baby? !

Zhao Shi squeezed her hands tightly, her temples were painful, and clear bloodshots appeared in her eyes, and she didn't know what to say to her for a while.

Mingzhu hadn't reacted yet, "His Royal Highness, I take the medicine every time."

There is no be careful, and there is no idea that mothers are expensive by their children.

Zhao Shi's eyes hurt, and his chest tightness is uncomfortable. He said dumbly, "I know."

"Then how could I... be pregnant?"

"I had someone change the medicine."

Later, when she learned that she was taking the pills of unknown origin behind his back, she was angry, but afterwards asked the maid to give her ordinary tonics.

She didn't want it, he wanted to give it.

Mingzhu didn’t expect Zhao Shi to calculate so much. Her lower abdomen still hurts. She didn’t dare to believe it or didn’t want to believe. After giving her death as in the previous life, she would give her child to death.

Mingzhu turned pale with fright, she tried to laugh, and whispered to him softly: "His Royal Highness, I don't want this child."