After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

An autumn rain came suddenly, and the sound of showers was awakened.

Zhao Shi and Song Huaiqing are sheltering from the rain under the eaves. The flower butterfly in the man's hand is made of a thin layer of paper. The cold and damp mist is light and sweet and sticky. The raindrops splash on the paper butterfly, thin and light. The transparent paper butterfly is out of shape.

The eaves are narrow, and the sudden gust of wind blows the rushing rain. One side of the man's shoulder was slightly wet by rain.

The rain is getting weaker, and after the hour of Mo Yue Banzhuxiang, you can't hear the crackling rain.

The dark sky just now gradually became clear.

Mingzhu and Hongling were not lucky, and soon after they went out, there was a heavy rain.

Hongling helped her go to the porch to hide from the rain, and waited for a while before the rain cleared.

Just after it rained, the stone road was wet and slippery, and Mingzhu walked cautiously with his stomach upright.

Hong Ling frowned, whispering complaints in her ears, "The doctor always asks you to quietly raise your baby. If you know that it will rain so much today, you shouldn't let you go out."

For the sake of her children, Mingzhu has always listened to what the doctor said, honestly raising her baby at home. Today, I just wanted to come out with the wind, and I went to the clothes shop to get the fabric she had previously laid down with a lot of money, and bought it to make clothes for her unborn child.

"I'm very careful, there will be no accidents."

Hongling put on an unhappy face, and she had a steady stream of words to say: "It's the same for me to get the cloth for you."

Mingzhu smiled, "I'm afraid you were deceived."

What she wants to buy is Yun Ling Jin, which is difficult to buy in Beijing. Maybe the shopkeeper sees that Hong Ling hasn't seen the world, so she will use the defective product to pretend to be.

A few months before the child was born, Mingzhu had bought a lot of things in advance, and the toys that children liked were about to be piled up in the cabinet.

When she was idle, she made more than a dozen pairs of tiger-toed shoes. The expression on each tiger was different, and she could change them every day.

Mingzhu and Hongling walked to the clothing store without urgency. The shopkeeper recognized their faces and had a very good memory. He smiled and asked, "Is the girl here to get the Yunling brocade?"

Mingzhu nodded: "Yeah."

The shopkeeper took the brocade out from the inside, and wrapped it with a layer of cloth to prevent it from getting dirty.

Mingzhu lifted her eyes and looked at it carefully. She stroked her fingers lightly and felt silky to the touch. She pursed her lips and smiled, then took out the silver and paid the remaining money.

The shopkeeper had a good impression of this gentle and polite girl. Although she didn't know where she came from, her temperament was different from that of others. Beautiful and graceful, but also a kind of cold and alienated.

He is a shrewd businessman. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he said: "A few days ago, a new batch of new fabrics came in the store. They are all excellent materials. Would you like to see the girl?"

Shu brocade, soft smoked Luo, makeup damask and Su Luo Sha, are all very popular materials.

Mingzhu didn't hold back, she said, "Then take it out and have a look."

Hongling is used to it.

Mingzhu spends money on weekdays, and every money spent has to be recorded on the account book. Basically, he has never bought clothes or jewelry for himself. But when you spend money on your children, you are never soft, as long as it is a good thing, no matter how expensive it is, you are willing to buy it.

The shopkeeper took out all the new materials and put them in front of her, "Look at it."

Mingzhu took a few glances, and they were indeed rare pieces. You get what you pay for, and these pieces of cloth cost her hundreds of taels of silver.

Hongling helped her hold the fabric and rolled her eyes, "When will you be willing to be so generous to yourself?"

Mingzhu smiled and smiled with her beautiful eyes. She said, "The kid wants to use the best. I make money to give her flowers."

The pastry shop that the two of them had had a good business, and they had also made a considerable amount of money before.

Hong Ling curled his lips and grumbled, "Little **** has a very good life, there is a mother who loves her like you."

There was a slight smile on Mingzhu's face. Suddenly, her expression stiffened, her fingertips sprang up with an extremely cold chill, the blood on her cheeks gradually paled, and her five thin, white fingers pressed hard. Grabbing Hong Ling's arm, she took a few deep breaths, her voice trembled, "Wait."

Hong Ling turned her head and looked at her puzzledly, "What's the matter?"

Mingzhu dragged her to the side and turned her sideways, breathing quickly. She didn't expect to meet Zhao Shi on this street. Fortunately, her eyes were sharp. If she stupidly walked forward and was recognized by him, it would be fatal.

Hong Ling could see that she was hiding from others, as if she was still very scared. Her body trembled slightly and her face was pale. She asked, "Who did you see?"

Mingzhu shuddered at the thought of Zhao Shi, she didn't even dare to lift her head, "The person I told you the other day."

Hong Ling opened his mouth wide, "Is the child her father?"

Immediately, she was angrily, "Don't be afraid of him! You should be afraid of him."

Mingzhu felt that she was really unlucky. This was called the room leak and it was rainy night. When she burned the room in the backyard of the Prince's Mansion on fire, she never thought of meeting Zhao Shi again in this life.

She didn't leave any way out for herself.

Zhao Shi is really gentle, and he is really gentle on irrelevant things, but this person is also really holding grudges. If he were to find out that he was cheated, it was still such a big scam, her fate would never be so good.

I had angered him before, but I could squeeze out a few false tears, softly and screamed, and said two good things to hide. In this matter, she did not dare to have any fluke.

"Hide first, we will go again when they are gone."

Hong Ling listened to her, suppressed the restlessness, and stood beside her obediently. But she was really curious in her heart, quietly turning her eyes, couldn't help but glance at the two men who were coming here.

The one who walked in the front was elegant, elegant and gentle, but his brows looked a little cold, a bit of lofty disdain, and the oncoming extravagance.

The man behind him is three points better than him, with exquisite features, and even more beautiful than the immortal in the painting. But looking particularly cold, his eyes are also cold. Holding a colored paper butterfly in his hand, it looks very delicate with both hands, with great strength and distinct joints.

Hongling didn't expect Mingzhu's old lover to look really good. Good-looking men are really unreliable.

After Mingzhu came to Yangzhou, she gained weight a little bit, and her clothes and appearance were not much the same as when she was in the capital. She also wears a veil today. If you don't pay attention, you should not be able to recognize her.

She thought about waiting for Zhao Shi and Song Huaiqing to walk this way, and it would be fine.

But things backfired, Zhao Shi and Song Huaiqing walked toward this side step by step, getting closer and closer to them.

Mingzhu looked at the two people with her after-hours, her heart was ashamed, and she couldn't even run now.

Hong Ling opened his mouth, "Zhuzhu, the two of them seem to be coming towards us."

Mingzhu's forehead was sweating, her hands and feet were cold, her round and soft face was a little pale.

Hongling asked her what to do?

Mingzhu didn't know what to do, so she could only bite the bullet and hide behind the pillars, and could block one point.

Hong Ling felt this was unsafe, and she thought simply: "Otherwise you will go up and slap him twice to relieve your anger. If he knows it, you will know it!"

Mingzhu shook her head, and Tebe couldn't help but ravage her delicate and rosy lips. With a bitter face, she said pitifully, "It won't work."

Hongling remembered that Mingzhu had told her that the other party was a powerful man, maybe it was really not a big person they could afford.

Seeing her shaking, Hong Ling felt distressed and pityed her. She already had an idea in her heart, "I'll catch their eyes in a while, you cover your face with cloth, and leave here quickly."

Mingzhu grabbed her finger and said, "That's all there is to it."

The Hongling newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. When they looked over here, they took the initiative to rush out and hit one of the men's shoulders. The stiff body made her hurt.

She grinned with a grin, pompous gesture, "Why don't you look at the way when you walk?!"

Song Huaiqing was almost beaten up by her and smiled angrily, "This girl, you ran into me."

Hongling mistakenly took him to Mingzhu and wanted to kill the man, deliberately blocking him, "Obviously you knocked me down, a big man, he still dare not recognize it."

She stretched out her hand, "Give me the money, I'm going to find a doctor to see if my bones are broken by you."

Song Huaiqing regarded her as asking for money deliberately, curled his lips slightly, and smiled coldly, "How much does the girl want?"

"Twelve taels of silver."

Song Huaiqing was neither moneyless nor stingy, but he didn't want to encourage this kind of ethos.

Seeing that he didn't give money, Hongling got around him logically.

Mingzhu put up arguing fingers on them, holding the cloth in her arms, and quickly left from this place of right and wrong.

Zhao Shi's eyes tucked lightly, and he swept across the hurried figure, his eyes were startled, and before he could react, the person was gone.

Song Huaiqing, the uncultivated girl, was a little annoyed. He coldly looked at her and said, "If you still pester me, I'll report to the official."

Hongling is most afraid of going to prison. She can't eat well and can't sleep well in it. She also has to endure the smelly mice. She pretended to be scared and said: "Don't give me money, stingy!"

She ran away after she said it.

Song Huai smiled cleanly, "I have never seen a few such unreasonable women in my life."

Zhao Shi didn't listen to what he was talking about. Song Huaiqing saw him as if he had lost his soul, and asked what's wrong?

Zhao Shi pushed him away, and suddenly ran out. He frowned tightly, his expression a little confused and painful.

He couldn't help wondering if he was wrong? That woman's back looks so much like Mingzhu.

Zhao Shi was hit by someone before regaining his senses. There was no emotion in his eyes, and he dragged his footsteps forward. Suddenly, he stopped, his eyes fixed on the small purse on the edge of the steps.

Pink and white, embroidered with a little fox.

Zhao Shi slowly squatted down and picked up this little purse. His fingers were shaking, his expression seemed to be cracked, and the dark pupils stared at the purse in his palm.

His eyes were filled with unbelievable, and there was an unusual blood red in the bottom of his eyes.

"His Royal Highness?"

Zhao Shi clenched his palms abruptly, he slowly stood up, his cold eyes raised a bit fiercely, and when he lowered his eyes, he hid the fierce fierceness again.

He didn't care what Song Huaiqing would think, he said, "Zhuzhu is not dead."

Song Huaiqing was stunned, but didn't understand why His Royal Highness suddenly mentioned Mingzhu.

Zhao Shi raised his eyes, the coldness of the tail could not be suppressed, and he didn't know if he was crazy to say this.