After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Song Huaiqing was questioned by him, and was speechless for a while.

Zhao Shi pursed his lips and swallowed the sweet blood, still looking cold and jade-like. He said, "I have something to do. Let's go ahead."

Song Huaiqing watched him walk away while he went back to the other courtyard in Yangzhou.

Zhao Shi heard about the skilled craftsman and went to visit with the jade crown. The other party picked it up and placed it in the sun to examine it carefully. He said, "It's not difficult to repair."

The slits that are knocked out are not too big.

After a pause, the craftsman then told him the truth: "But it's impossible to get back to the original."

Zhao Shi paid the money, his voice was slightly cold, "Please try first."

The craftsman looked at what he was wearing, and looked that he didn't look like a poor and needy person. He couldn't help but ask: "This jade crown is not worth any money. You will buy a few more silvers for the money you gave."

Why bother to repair the corners and corners that you bumped into. It's not a rare thing, just change one if it breaks.

Zhao Shi said nothing.

The craftsman spent half an hour filling in the gap, and then showing him the jade crown, "My son, I told you earlier that it may not be able to return to the original state."

The cracks on the jade crown are still very clear, the bamboo patterns are broken, and the branches and leaves are not formed.

Zhao Shi was holding this cold jade crown, his slender finger bones squeezed tightly, making the sound of joint dislocation, and the blue veins appeared under the white skin, and he didn't say a word.

The craftsman politely sent him to the door, "My son, go slowly."

When Zhao Shi went out, he was bumped into his shoulder. The other party crouched, clasping his hands together and apologized to him constantly.

This little thing, Zhao Shi would not care about others.

But the man seemed to have come prepared, taking advantage of him inadvertently stole his purse, and then ran away.

Zhao Shi's eyes were sharp, and he chased up with a cold face. After no effort, he caught the person and kicked him on the chest.

The man's body knocked down on the stone steps on the side of the street, and the tight thing in his hand slammed into the corner, suddenly torn apart.

He clutched his hit abdomen that was about to vomit blood, and yelled.

Zhao Shi didn't have time to take care of him. He picked up the purse on the ground and opened it to see that the jade crown that had just been repaired had been shattered.

The man who was still calling suddenly felt that he was being stared at by a pair of terrible eyes, like a cold poisonous snake crawling behind him.

After realizing that he had stolen someone who shouldn't be offended today, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

Zhao Shi's expressionless face made him throw him at the door of the official mansion.

The broken jade in the purse couldn't be put together. I can barely see the carved pattern on the jade if I can barely put it together on a piece.

Zhao Shi carefully poured out the broken jade, and the sharp four corners pierced his palm into several broken blood mouths. The blood beads ooze out little by little, infecting the white jade.

The dense tingling in the palm of his hand gradually spread.

He stared down for a long time, his eyes were very painful, sore and sore. Zhao Shi laughed at herself, her things had followed her, and she couldn't keep it if she wanted to.

Zhao Shi started resenting again, why could she die? A big fire wiped out the past. She wanted to leave comfortably, impossible.

He did not agree.

Zhao Shi still refuses to admit that the fire was set by Mingzhu herself. She is still pregnant with his child. Even if she wants to run away, she must use death to escape him, and she cannot bear to ruin her child's life.

The breathless taste swept through again. Zhao Shi's emotions were already out of control, and his light eyebrows looked a little distorted, he slowly closed his eyes, and gradually calmed the hatred and pain in his chest.

Zhao Shi still morbidly clenched the shattered jade piece with his palm, and didn't care about the blood in one hand.

Yangzhou City is boring than he thought.

Before Zhao Shi stayed a few days ago, he felt boring, and occasionally stood by the window to listen to an autumn rain, or held an umbrella to listen to the sound of the piano on the Qikong Bridge.

Most of the time, lonely, lonely and lonely.

Zhao Zhi thought he would at least get a good night's sleep when he arrived in Jiangnan. But this has also become his extravagant hope, and those nightmares filled with blood have become worse, one by one more real.

In the dream, Mingzhu was very obedient, like a docile and well-behaved kitten, happily lying in the sun in the yard, and seeing him blush, and talk to him shyly.

And he himself is mostly cold and indifferent to her, his eyebrows are covered with an impenetrable estrangement. Treating her is not bad, but she may not be more attentive, just to pass the time in her free time, or simply to satisfy her despicable side.

Zhao Shi felt that the person in his dream was not him.

The cruel and unfeeling side is no different from him.

But he was reluctant to treat Mingzhu in this way, and even more reluctant to prepare a glass of wine in the cold winter for someone to send it to her.

He will never regret anything he does. But this time, halfway through, he changed his mind and hurried over, it was already late.

Zhao Shi looked at those compassionate and painful eyes, and wanted to ask him, who is it?

When Zhao Shi woke up, the heart-piercing pain in his chest was still tormenting him. He seemed to have experienced a life and death, and he was covered in cold sweat.

The next night, he still had broken dreams intermittently.

There was a cute girl with a round face. Her eyes seemed to be carved out of a mold with a pearl, bright, clean and clear.

The little girl hugged his leg and called him daddy sweetly.

Zhao Zhi's heart was incredibly soft, and as soon as she squatted down to hug her, she avoided her, her big eyes were red, and she whispered to him that it hurts.

It hurts, my whole body hurts.

Zhao Shi also wanted to die in pain, and her body seemed to hurt thousands of times than she said.

He woke up from the severe pain in his heart, unable to recover for a long time, his numb eyes gradually awake, he stumbled a step when he got up, his eyes were ill and his hands quickly supported the edge of the bed before he did not fall, the chest tightness and depression became more and more intensified, and the blood flowing to the throat overflowed the corners of his mouth. , He wiped the corners of his lips with the kerchief and supported his body forcibly.

Zhao Shi went to the Lingchan Temple in Suzhou City early in the morning and handed the pair of silver collars he had prepared for the children to the temple host, and asked him to recite sutras for the children.

In Lingchan Temple, the incense is vigorous and the Bodhisattva is efficacious.

Mingzhu also visits twice a month to do good deeds for the children in her belly and pray that she can be born peacefully and live a smooth life.

Mingzhu deliberately hides her face every time she goes out, and she can't be blamed for being cautious. She really can't afford the consequences of being caught in suspended animation.

After Wei Chiyu knew about this, she would accompany her every time she went to the temple to offer incense.

Mingzhu refused twice, but Wei Chiyu didn't speak, but looked at her quietly, and followed her silently. Gradually, Mingzhu was no longer embarrassed to refuse him.

Every Bodhisattva in Mingzhu will worship. There is a monk's chanting in the Dacheng Hall. It is not convenient for her to go there, so she found a wing for the pilgrims to sit for a while.

Wei Chiyu was afraid that she was hungry, so he asked the little monk for a bowl of plain noodles.

He walked through the corridor, passed the main hall, and accidentally ran into someone he shouldn't have seen.

Like him, Zhao Shi did not expect to meet him here, "Master Wei."

Wei Chiyu's face was sullen, his expression stern, and he would not show any signs of nervousness, "His Royal Highness."

Zhao Shi wore a black suit today, reflecting a somewhat gloomy atmosphere. He nodded, hummed, and asked casually: "Aren't you supposed to be in Changzhou?"

Wei Chiyu's performance is not leaking, "I got free these few days, so I came to Suzhou to meet my old friends."

Zhao Shi did not doubt the truth or falsehood of his words. Cold wind had tormented him. He pressed his fist against his lips and coughed uncontrollably. His face was quite pale, "Yeah."

Wei Chiyu lowered his eyes to block the cold gaze. He could not and would not let Zhao Shi discover Zhuzhu's clues. He just wanted to hide her under his eyelids and would never let her be snatched away by others. Chance.

Wei Chiyu's clenched fists slowly loosened, "His Royal Highness, take care of your body."

Zhao Shi looked at him coldly, slightly ironic. I was afraid that Wei Chiyu wouldn't believe what Wei Chiyu said. He crossed Wei Chiyu and went straight back to the main hall.

Wei Chiyu truthfully told Mingzhu that he had seen Zhao Shi.

Mingzhu was shocked, "Did he find me so soon?"

Wei Chiyu comforted her softly, "No."

Mingzhu was shocked, and said grimly: "When he found out, I probably won't have a chance to go out in my life."

Wei Chiyu pushed Su Mian to her, and said warmly: "I won't let him find you."

Mingzhu held his chopsticks and lowered his head to eat noodles. In fact, she hadn't thought of Zhao Shi for a long time, and she subconsciously avoided the name. Thinking about this time, he had already accepted the concubine, and maybe some sensible and beautiful young girls were added to the backyard.

Life is always happier than her.

"You will rest in the temple for one night today, and I will take you back tomorrow."

Mingzhu nodded, "Okay."

Wei Chiyu looked at her face, reluctant to move his eyes away, he pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and then asked, "Do you still want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Mingzhu was habitually worried that he would not have enough money, so she asked silly, "Are you rich?"

Wei Chi Yu's eyebrows smiled, and he couldn't help nodding her nose with his hand, "I still have this little money, and I have been saving it for you."

His fingertips are soft, and when they touch the tip of her nose, they are also soft.

Except for Zhao Shi, Mingzhu has not been so close to other men. Her ears burned. She said unnaturally, "I want to eat everything."

Wei Chiyu said, "I'll go out and buy it for you."

He was still a little uneasy, and Qian Xingwan told him, "Zhuzhu, don't leave this room today and hide for a while."

Mingzhu also knew that he was thinking about her. She is so heavy now that she didn't want to move much. She said, "I won't go anywhere."

Wei Chi went out of the temple and went to the foot of the mountain to buy her some food.

The lady boss in the shop saw how many things he was carrying, and asked with a smile, "My son, have you finished buying it and eating it?"

Wei Chiyu laughed, and then said, "My lady is more greedy."

"Your lady is really blessed."

Wei Chiyu took the wrapped pastry and turned around to see Zhao Shi staring at him with thoughtful eyes.

Zhao Shi looked sideways at the things in his hand, frowning, "When did Master Wei get married?"

Wei Chiyu didn't panic at all, and smiled slightly, "It's coming."