His body had been eviscerated a long time ago. He was kicked and rolled off the bed. He couldn't help but roll around twice, and a lump was knocked out on his forehead.
He has enjoyed happiness for half his life and has never experienced such hardship.
He covered his head and climbed up from the bed, groaning and panting. He was furious and said angrily: "Who! Who dares to ruin this young master's good deeds!"
He just got poked in the eye, which was enough to make him angry! At the critical moment, he was kicked to the ground again, which was really disappointing!
□□ Didn’t know yet that he was in trouble, so he raised his head to face the extremely good-looking man, dressed in brocade and black, with murderous intent rampant.
As soon as he was intimidated by the man's aura, his speech was not very eloquent, and his arrogance was immediately reduced by half. The ball spun around twice, and the servant he brought with him had long since disappeared.
□□He spent so much time drinking and drinking day and night that he had no chance to get to know His Highness the Crown Prince and did not recognize his face.
However, I saw that he looked like a dragon and a phoenix, and he had great bearing. He shouldn't be an unknown person.
□□The tone became weaker: "Who are you!? I advise you not to ruin my good deeds."
Zhao Shileng swept over and kicked the person out of the room with another kick. He rolled and crawled to his feet, only to find that there was a murderous intent appearing outside the door. Jinyiwei, he swallowed his saliva and was pressed down just as he was about to run away.
Zhao Shi had no time to settle accounts with Mingzhu now. Mingzhu's hands were tied up with hemp ropes, and the tender flesh on her wrists had been bruised by the rough ropes.
□□To add to the fun, I lit incense in the house.
Mingzhu couldn't bear the heat, so she bit her own lip, relying on the slight pain to stay awake. She seemed to be in the water, tremblingly raising her eyelashes stained with water drops. , seeing the man’s familiar face, clenching his teeth and slowly loosening his teeth, the strings in his mind were tense, and he could breathe.
Zhao Shi untied the hemp rope from her wrist, picked her up by the waist.
She seemed to have found support, clutching his sleeves and crying all the time, her eyes filled with tears and she felt uncomfortable.
Zhao Shi quickly took her out of the room, and then walked out of the door. He was tied up by Wu Hua. He also realized that he couldn't touch anyone. He was also carried away by violence before, but now the knife is on the knife stand. Regret on the neck.
He can stretch and contract, he can be a grandfather, and he can also be a grandson.
I begged for mercy with tears and runny noses.
Zhao Shi felt disgusted when he looked at him, and his voice was cold and stern: "Get away!"
□□I was immediately frightened and didn’t dare to move anymore.
Zhao Shi carried the person into the carriage and wiped the sweat from her face with a handkerchief. The temperature in her hands was frighteningly high. Maybe she knew that she had reached safety, so she pulled away her waist in annoyance. The belt and skirt are loosely wrapped around the body, and the skirt is messy.
The jewelry on her bun jingled.
Zhao Shi raised his hand and took off the hairpin from her head and put it aside. The woman's long hair was spread out like ink, slender and snow-white. Her swan neck was raised in a beautiful arc, and her tail was wet. Da, seductive and pitiful,
No matter how uncomfortable she was, she still remembered her daughter. She pulled his sleeve and shook it: "Where's Xiaoman?"
Zhao Shi smoothed her hair and said softly: "She has been taken back and settled down."
"Is she okay?"
"It's okay."
Mingzhu was relieved, but she still felt uncomfortable, and she didn't want to think about it at all at the moment.
She felt uncomfortable and felt that there was no need to be ashamed. She didn't want to show such a side in front of Zhao Shi.
Unfortunately, the tide is coming in and it is really hard to resist.
Mingzhu sat on top of him and couldn't help but put her cheek against his neck. His body was cool and very comfortable.
Zhao Shi was more restrained than her: "Not yet."
Mingzhu pushed him down, and Yuanyuan and Hei Zhu stared at him. She seemed unhappy: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Shi: "..."
Mingzhu's temper was somewhat spoiled by him, especially when she fell out in front of him, she was extremely willful and did whatever she wanted. Although her consciousness was not clear, her memory was good. She poked his shoulder with her finger and reminded him: "Don't forget, the last time you were tricked, I was the one who helped you. .”
She obviously didn't drink, but Zhao Shi felt that she was drunk.
It smells faintly of .
Zhao Shi held her fingers and answered her straight away: "Yes, I remember."
Mingzhu's rosy cheeks felt very hot to the touch. She nodded: "Just remember."
She had never felt so uncomfortable before. She rubbed her legs uncontrollably. Looking at the person in front of her, she felt an appetite inexplicably. Because Zhao Zhizhen had a pretty face and fair and delicate skin. There is a faint scent of sandalwood on the body.
She was a little annoyed: "Don't be so airy."
"I don't."
It's just that things are not very convenient on the carriage. He was afraid that she would regret it again tomorrow when she woke up and thought about this.
Mingzhu decided that he was playing hard to get. This man usually seemed to like her, but now he started to pretend.
Mingzhu became more and more irritable as she got hotter. She sat on him with a fierce face, put her hands on his chest, and said with an impatient expression: "Can you be more decisive?"
She seemed to be even more angry.
Mingzhu let go of her hand and was about to climb off him. Zhao Shi put his hand on her waist and asked, "Where are you going?"
Mingzhu said seriously: "If you don't want to, I'll find someone else."
She's not bad looking either, so it's not difficult to find someone to sleep with. If the other person doesn't want to, she can pay for it.
Zhao Shi laughed angrily after hearing this, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Who are you looking for?"
Mingzhu was wearing a small dress that was so wet she could squeeze out water. She frowned and thought for a moment, "I want it to look good."
It’s not that she doesn’t choose, she needs to be young and good-looking.
Zhao Shi couldn't really get angry with her, otherwise she would have been mad to death. He asked, "Am I good-looking?"
Mingzhu nodded.
Zhao Shi: "Just me."
Mingzhu didn't want him, she couldn't push him away, and she was ashamed, angry, and had nowhere to vent her desire, so she had no choice but to bite him hard on the neck: "I don't force others to do anything."
She was almost crying, "Don't waste my time."
Zhao Shi sighed and said meaningfully: "Don't blame me tomorrow morning."
There was no movement in the carriage, and Zhao Shi asked her to bite his finger and make a sound.
…
The carriage was in a mess and the smell was extremely strong. When the sound stopped, Zhao Shi said to the people outside without changing his expression: "Go back."
Mingzhu woke up the next day feeling tired, dressed and washed, absent-mindedly, and slowly remembered that she had done something to Zhao Shi last night, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl in.
Seeing her sad face, the maid asked, "What's wrong with the girl?"
Mingzhu asked: "Why did I come back last night?"
"Hai, His Highness is the one who brought you back."
"I see."
Mingzhu blamed all this on the sandalwood, otherwise she would never have had sex with Zhao Shi on the carriage in this life.
What happened last night seemed to be an accident, but it was too coincidental.
Maybe Mingru meant to harm her, but it was a pity that she couldn't produce evidence now, otherwise she would definitely go to Mingru to settle the score.
…
□□I couldn't get any sleep that night. I was thrown in front of His Highness the Crown Prince and shaken into sieves. He honestly explained what happened last night in an attempt to save his own life.
He only figured it out last night that he was also being plotted against!
At first, he didn't notice the Crown Princess. It was the dead maid who pointed it out to him intentionally or unintentionally, which made him make a mistake.
"Your Highness, I was also victimized by an adulterer!"
After finishing this sentence, someone covered his mouth and dragged him down.
Zhao Shi said coldly: "Kill him."
Wei Liu: "Yes."
When Mingzhu came to see Zhao Shi, he had already sorted things out.
She tried her best to erase the unbearable memories of last night. She remained calm and said to Zhao Shi, "How did you find me last night?"
"Why don't you?" Mingzhu remembered that a man felt sick in his stomach last night.
Zhao Shi: "There are no rooms in the backyard."
Mingzhu sighed and asked, "Where is this man?"
Zhao Shi told her: "He should be dead now."
Mingzhu lowered her head and looked at his fingers. Each of them was beautiful and thin, with obvious teeth marks on them. None of the ten fingers were good.
These are all the marks left by Mingzhu’s bite last night.
She still remembered that Zhao Shi asked her over and over again last night if she liked him
She doesn't like it.
Zhao Shi stopped and looked at her eyes quietly, refusing to help her anymore.
Mingzhu was angry and helpless, and finally said angrily: "I still like your face."
In this way, Zhao Shi seemed to be a little more amiable.
There was such a thing going on between the two of them, so why did Zhao Shi always ask her if she liked him
Are her thoughts important to him? Mingzhu dare not feel guilty about herself.
Mingzhu is not good at lying, and every half of her words are true. Last night, when Zhao Shi showed up, she really felt like... I knew he would definitely come.
"Why don't you put any medicine on your fingers?"
"you help me."
"I'm not a husband." Mingzhu said again: "Forget it, I'll do it."
After all, it was her bite that caused the wound.
There were all kinds of medicines prepared in Zhao Shi's study all year round. Mingzhu applied the medicine to him with a focused look, careful movements, and gently applied the medicine on it: "In a few days, There should be no scars left."
She didn't realize last night that her bite was so hard and the wound was so deep.
The blood clots into scabs, which are painful and itchy.
Zhao Shi didn't care: "It doesn't matter."
Mingzhu: "Scars don't look good."
His hands are beautiful, thin and white, with thin and long knuckles and distinct finger bones. It would be a pity if it was because of these tiny holes.
Zhao Shi turned his head and looked at her side face, and suddenly said: "It's a little itchy."
Mingzhu felt a little guilty in her heart. She was stubborn but could not coax people. She said, "The scab will heal in a few days and it will stop itching when you tear it off."
Of course Zhao Shi knew such simple common sense. He nodded slightly to her and whispered, "Blow it for me first."