After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Mingzhu wanted to scold Zhao Shi as shameless, but felt that scolding him was a waste of words. He did not know how many shameless things he did to her.

Hong Ling found that she was absent-minded and absent-minded all morning.

Mingzhu braided her daughter's braids and let her go to play in the yard.

She turned her head to look at Hong Ling's expression very serious, "Is there still a dagger at home?"

Hongling had bought two for self-defense before, but she always lost everything. The two exquisite daggers bought at a high price were long gone. She asked, "What do you want a dagger for?"

The dazzling sunlight shone on her face, the spring melted, and the sun was a bit scorching.

Her cheeks were a little sore from the sun, hot and flushed, she propped her face and said solemnly: "I want to die with Zhao Shi."

Only then did Hongling know that the man with a bad background was originally called Zhao Shi. The name is strange and nice, gentle and elegant, "Don't be stupid! He died alone if you want to die. Your life is more valuable than him, and you don’t want it. Is it small? I don't know how to raise children."

Mingzhu just think about it.

Hong Ling was really afraid that she couldn't think about it, so she began to persuade her bitterly, "There is nothing in this world that can't be done. If he eats a few more times, he may not come."

Mingzhu smiled bitterly, "He wants me to go back with him."

"What!?" Hong Ling's tone suddenly became sour, "He is really shameless, isn't he already married? Do you want you to go back to be a concubine?!"

Mingzhu thinks it should be like this. If so, she has to go back and be bullied by Mingru.

At home, the concubine is no better than the concubine.

Married, the concubine can't compete with the wife, not to mention that Mingru is already a princess.

Maybe Mingru and Zhao Shi even have children.

Mingzhu opened her arms with water glass and beautiful eyes, and asked sincerely, "What else can I do except for the same thing?"

Hong Ling thought for a while, "You can be a bad guy! It makes his back house restless!"

Mingzhu was speechless for a while.

Hong Ling looked at her with bright eyes, "Is this a particularly good idea for me?"

She also said: "I think he seems to be very caring about you, so you can work hard, spend his money, and hurt his people, and make his house uneasy, how?"

Mingzhu nodded: "Sounds pretty good."

Hongling was quite proud, "The wicked will have the wicked to grind."

Mingzhu thought about it. It seemed impossible to spend Zhao Shi's talents. She couldn't do it to kill others. She could only do little things that are picky in the egg.

Quite boring.

Mingzhu thought about it for two days. On the third morning, Zhao Shi's carriage stopped as scheduled at the entrance of the alley.

Mingzhu did not pack her luggage, sitting in the yard basking in the sun, and by the way, she was sorting out the cotton she bought yesterday, preparing to make a new quilt.

She sat under the tree, her face drooping, half of her face hidden in the dark where the light and shadow could not be seen, the expression between her eyebrows and eyes was calm and gentle, and her white fingers picked up the debris in the cotton without hesitation.

Zhao Shi stood in front of her, his tall figure blocking the light in front of her. He was wearing a lake-blue cross-neck gown today. He was tall and thin like a bamboo. He held her hand and asked slowly: "Luggage Have you cleaned it up?"

Mingzhu did not lift her head, "No."

Zhao Shi didn't seem to be surprised, even his expression did not change.

Mingzhu patted the cotton ball in the bamboo basket and placed the basket on the stone table. She stood up, her wide sleeves swayed in the wind, and her slender figure was somewhat ethereal. She said, "I didn't plan to fight You go back."

Zhao Shi lifted his eyelids, pursed his lips and smiled, humming.

Mingzhu raised her eyes to observe his face and found that he was not surprised at all, nor very angry. She slackened slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingzhu was still too naive, and for a while, he would have no defense against him.

The man slapped her on the back of her neck, knocked the person stunned, caught her body, beat the person in his arms, and hugged him directly into the carriage.

Hongling played boring games with Xiaoman in the room, and didn't notice the movement outside the door.

Zhao Shi opened the door and cast his eyes on the little girl next to her. His eyes became gentle unconsciously, and he beckoned to her, "Do you want to come over?"

Xiao Man watched him still.

Zhao Shi said, "I will take you to find your mother."

Hongling rushed out, did not see Mingzhu in the yard, was anxious to get angry, and turned around to ask where Zhao Shiren had gone? But his mouth was covered by his hands and dragged away.

The little girl looked at this beautiful uncle without being scared. Her round eyes looked at him curiously. After all, she couldn't bear his temptation. She ran up to him with her little leather boots. "Mother, mother."

Zhao Shi picked her up. The little girl's body was soft and smelled of milk. He didn't dare to hold her too hard for fear of hurting her.

Zhao Shi also hugged her into the carriage, and Xiao Man saw his mother who was asleep and thumped hard to crawl on her side.

Zhao Shi raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect her to be so lively. He took the person back again, "Your mother is asleep."

Xiaoman understood, and his face was unhappy.

Zhao Shi is very good at coaxing children, and is patient long enough, he asked, "Would you like to eat candy?"

Xiao Man, like a slanderous kitten, swallowed, but shook his head and said, "Don't eat or eat."

Zhao Shi was a little surprised, and peeled the sugar wrapper for her, and put the caramel in her small palm.

Xiao Man licked his mouth, "Okay, then I'll take one."

Just one.

Zhao Shi smiled and said nothing.

He didn't know how to get along with his daughter. He was only two or three years old. If he made people cry, he didn't know what to do. So I put her aside and let her play by herself.

There are a bunch of toys that children like on the table.

Xiao Man sat next to him, tired of playing and sleepy, his small body leaned back, closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly, and fell asleep.

Zhao Shi carried her to another carriage, where a maid and maid took care of her.

It will take half a month to rush back to the capital from Yangzhou. Zhao Shi is not in a hurry to rush back. The carriage walks slowly, and when it gets dark, Mingzhu hasn't woken up yet.

Outside the city, there is a post for court officials to rest.

The wing room where His Royal Highness rested was cleaned up early, and the wind was strong at night, and the weather became colder as it went north. Zhao Shi covered her body with her pure white cloak, half-hidden her little face with the hood, hugged the person into the wing and gently put it on the bed.

It will take a few hours before she wakes up.

The shop Xiaoer sent hot water for washing and freshly cooked meals. Zhao Shi had no appetite. After taking a shower and changing clothes, he made people remove all the dishes from the table, and only made a bowl of sweet porridge.

The guy at the inn did what he said, and soon delivered the sweet porridge with sugar and red dates.

Zhao Shi's thumb lightly opened Mingzhu's chin, and the spoon was against her lips. He wanted to feed her some porridge. He would not eat for a day, fearing that her stomach would not be able to stand it.

The woman in a coma has no consciousness at all.

He was patient, and it took him more than half an hour to feed her the porridge.

The door of the wing was knocked suddenly, and the maid dared to disturb the prince in desperation, "His Royal Highness, the little princess refuses to eat."

"understood."

Zhao Shi left a few guards outside the door, and went to the guest room opposite.

Xiao Man just woke up and didn't see her mother, she got up very angry, and she refused to open her mouth to eat or talk when anyone came to coax her.

Zhao Shi felt that her temper was exactly the same as when she was a child, and this character was not very flattering. He asked: "What's the matter?"

Xiaoman's eyes were red, as if he had cried, "Mother, I want a mother."

Zhao Shi walked to the bed and slowly squatted down in front of her, slowly tidying her messy hair, "Your mother is still sleeping."

Xiao Man sobbed, "But I miss her."

Zhao Shi coaxed her as much as possible, "She will wake up tomorrow."

"I want to sleep with my mother tonight."

"I'm afraid not."

"why?"

"There is no why." Zhao Shi picked her up, "You eat first."

Xiao Man knew that she couldn't beat this man now, and that the hero wouldn't suffer from the immediate loss, and she obediently didn't make any more trouble.

Zhao Shi fed her half a bowl of rice.

She patted her belly and said, "I'm full."

Zhao Xin made a sound, and let people come in with hot water, wiped her face with a towel, and wiped her hands, "Go to bed at night."

At dawn the next day, the carriage began to hit the road again.

Mingzhu slowly woke up in a familiar fragrance.

Zhao Shi put down the book he was holding and looked at her sideways. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Does the back hurt?"

Mingzhu slowly remembered what had happened before, he even stunned her directly! ?

She was furious, "What is the difference between you and the robber like this?"

Zhao Shi frowned, as if he hadn't heard her, still asked: "Turn around and let me look at your neck."

Mingzhu pushed him away.

Zhao Shi retracted his hand, paused for a while, and asked, "Would you like to drink water?"

The white rose fragrance was lighted in the carriage, and the cold fragrance soothed her anger.

Mingzhu slept for too long and her head was a little heavy. She asked, "Where did she go?"

Zhao Shi paused for two seconds and said, "I left Yangzhou City long ago."

Mingzhu raised her face to face him, she scolded him, "You are so shameless."

Zhao Shi laughed instead, seeing that she looked good and didn't care at all that she was scolded.

Mingzhu’s nails hadn’t been trimmed for a long time, and she pinched too hard, and her palms were broken by herself. Zhao Shi saw the blood in her palms, grabbed her wrists tightly, and broke hers one by one. Fingers curled his eyebrows, his face was deep.

Mingzhu wanted to withdraw her palm.

Zhao Shi pressed his throat low and said, "Don't move."