Zhao Shi was busy with official duties in the court, and he was not a man of lust, so he didn't come to Wangyue Pavilion many times every month.
Mingzhu frowned slightly, "Yeah, I understand."
Biying was even happier than she was. The master she was serving was favored, and the faces of their personal maids were also glowing. "Girl, let me help you dress up."
Mingzhu was naturally beautiful, and her face was as rosy as a peach blossom even without makeup. She pursed her lips and whispered, "No need."
Biying was stunned for a moment, not daring to say anything, "Okay."
Mingzhu saw the surprise in the maid's eyes, and she was not surprised.
In the past, every time Zhao Shi came, Mingzhu would act very nervous. In the final analysis, she did not have deep feelings for her fiancé to whom she was once engaged. Although she was reluctant to enter the Prince's Mansion at first, she was gradually moved by Zhao Shi's gentleness and attentiveness. In addition to being rough in bed, this man was different from usual. Savage, he is very kind to her on weekdays.
The little girl is easy to trick, and if you give her a little sweetness, she will be fooled.
At first she was unwilling to dress herself up, but later every time he wanted to come over, Mingzhu would put on beautiful makeup and put on clear and thin clothes, choosing the styles he liked.
She is shy by nature and blushes at every turn. She is not very open in bed matters. In order to please him, she is extremely well-behaved and does whatever he wants.
At noon, the sun is just right.
The bent crabapple branches outside the window were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the branches seemed overwhelmed.
Mingzhu ordered someone to open the door for ventilation, and the winter breeze blew into the house, carrying a light and refreshing fragrance of plum blossoms. She sat on the couch by the window and drank tea. There were several folk novels on the low table. She flipped through two pages and read the story of the scholar and the fox demon with gusto.
After half a stick of incense, Biying came in with new clothes sent from the clothing store, "Girl, just now the shopkeeper of the clothing store personally delivered the newly made clothes. Can you try them now?"
The clothing material is silk material sent by His Highness the Crown Prince. It is the best material that cannot be bought outside.
Mingzhu put down the book in her hand and glanced at it. She was not interested, "Just put it there."
Biying said yes and smiled happily: "The shopkeeper sent it just right. The girl can wear it for His Highness tonight."
Her girl not only has a beautiful figure but also an excellent figure, with a slim waist and long legs, and her skin is as delicate as fine silk and satin. No wonder His Highness the Prince, who is not a womanizer, always comes here to stay overnight and has to ask for water in the middle of the night.
Mingzhu frowned slightly when she heard this, lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Biying only felt that Miss Mingzhu had been much quieter recently, and she seemed not to be in a very good mood. She thought that maybe it was because His Highness had been visiting Wangyue Pavilion less recently, and there were people outside deliberately selecting candidates for the Crown Princess in the Palace of Legend, that made her unhappy.
But Biying is also very strange. Wangyue Pavilion is full of people from His Highness the Crown Prince. No one dares to disobey His Highness the Crown Prince’s orders. No one dares to tell Miss Mingzhu what happened outside. She doesn’t know who leaked it. The sound of wind.
If His Highness the Crown Prince were to find out this, that person would have to shed his skin even if he died.
His Highness has a very cold temperament, and has a frightening desire to control Miss Mingzhu. He will not refuse what he says. He usually just doesn't care, but when he gets really angry, it's extremely scary.
"Girl, you'd better try it on now. If it doesn't fit, you still have time to get it changed."
"Um."
Mingzhu sat up and gently pinched the fabric with her cardamom-coated fingers. It felt extremely silky to the touch. She put on a maple-colored fairy skirt with a waistband, and her waist that could be held in one hand was narrowed even more slenderly. The hem of the skirt swayed gracefully, her chest was slightly opened, and her delicate white collarbones were obvious. While she was floating with fairy spirit, There is also some indescribable softness and lust.
Biying's eyes were stunned when she saw it, and it took her a long time to realize, "Girl, she looks so beautiful dressed like this."
Good figure, better appearance.
Mingzhu looked at herself in the mirror. She was very beautiful. Didn't Zhao Shi just take a fancy to this skin and body
She lowered her eyes and said, "I'm a little cold, so I'll change it first."
Biying felt it was a pity, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would definitely like you to dress like this."
If it were the same as before, Mingzhu would probably have turned red, and she would have asked shyly, timidly, and expectantly, "Is it true?"
But now, she said perfunctorily: "Maybe."
Zhao Shi didn't say much in front of her. After he got out of bed and dressed meticulously, he was like a cold and indifferent prince. But behind the curtain, even though the man didn't say anything, Mingzhu knew that he liked her to be more debauched. The clothes prepared for her were all unwearable, bold and revealing.
Mingzhu changed out of Liuxian's skirt. It was still early, so she continued reading the unfinished storybook.
It wasn't until her eyes became sore that she raised her head from the paper, stretched out, and looked out the window at the distant sky.
From the corner of her eye, Mingzhu accidentally caught a glimpse of the half-embroidered purse beside the soft couch. She picked it up and stared at the mandarin duck on the purse in her hand for a long time. Her eyes gradually became sore. She slowly came back to her senses, and then stuffed the small purse into In the drawer, I have no intention of continuing to embroider it, let alone giving it to that person.
The sky is getting darker and the dusk light is getting warmer.
Mingzhu's beautiful and clean eyes stared blankly into the distance. Beyond the high wall was the world she longed for. In the past, when she stayed in the Ming Mansion, although she had to live a cautious life, as long as she didn't cause trouble, no one would make things difficult for her. She would not look for presence in front of her mistress and sister-in-law, so she lived a carefree and happy life most of the time, and it was not uncommon for her to sneak out to watch the lantern festival.
When I was about to get my haircut, I became bolder and even sneaked out with my little bamboo horse to watch a poetry meeting.
Unexpectedly, after entering the Prince's Mansion, he would not see the light of day and be locked up in this small courtyard. He could not help himself and was monitored everywhere.
Mingzhu wanted to escape on the first day of her rebirth, but this matter needed long-term planning.
Zhao Shi was very thoughtful, and the servants in the mansion only listened to him, and they were afraid of him. She had to carefully plan the best time.
It was getting dark, and the maid brought dinner. Mingzhu lost her appetite. After eating a few mouthfuls, she put down her chopsticks and asked them to take away the dishes.
After dinner, Grandma Liu suddenly arrived.
Mingzhu was a little afraid to see her. Aunt Liu was half a housekeeper. She always had a straight face, didn't speak nicely, and was very strict in doing things.
"I heard this morning that Miss Mingzhu doesn't want to take the medicine. I'll come over to give you a few words of advice after finishing my work."
Mingzhu couldn't be angry anymore. She already knew that every move she made was in the eyes of others, so she didn't speak.
Aunt Liu didn't care whether she was favored or not, whether the prince liked her or not, she still spoke harshly, "Miss Mingzhu is young, it's normal for her eyes to be dazzled by being favored for a while, but I advise you, you must clearly understand who you are." What status?"
Even if His Highness has a slight liking for her and takes a fancy to her body, it is just to warm the bed and satisfy his desires. With a status like Mingzhu, he still wants to give birth to a royal bloodline? It's just a fool's errand.
From the moment Mingzhu was carried into the backyard, Aunt Liu found her distasteful. She was very delicate and didn't know how to serve others. She complained about pain at every turn, shed tears and felt wronged, and was not good at serving others.
Mingzhu lowered her face, "I know. No need to remind me."
Grandma Liu was stunned when she choked. How could a soft bun learn to choke
She sneered and said, "As long as you know, I am doing it for your own good. In the future, the prince will not only marry the main concubine, but also the concubine, who is a daughter of a noble family and a distinguished family."
Mingzhu didn't care who Zhao Shi would marry in the future, she just wanted to run away.
After saying this, Grandma Liu left.
Biying looked at her worriedly and comforted her: "Girl, don't take it to heart."
Mingzhu said: "I didn't."
What Nanny Liu said was true, what could she not want to hear
Biying thought she was trying to show off her strength. The delicate and frail girl was probably secretly hurt and didn't want to show it.
Seeing that it was time to fall asleep, Mingzhu took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed. She was wearing a white coat, with her long hair resting on her thin back. The light and shadow of the candle flickered on the wall. She lay down on her side, hugging the quilt and shrinking her body. .
Before blowing out the candle, Biying hesitated and asked, "Girl, why don't we wait for Your Highness?"
If the prince came over late at night and saw the girl falling asleep early, he would definitely be angry. Biying had seen the prince get angry and punish his servants, as if his whole body was filled with air-conditioning that could freeze someone to death. When she looked at him for a moment, she saw that the legs of the person being stared at were weak and cowering, and she was extremely frightened.
Mingzhu turned her back to her, "I'm sleepy and want to sleep."
Biying couldn't persuade her, and she complained in her heart, so she forced herself to blow out the light.
Mingzhu was not asleep at first, thinking about running away, but she suddenly felt sleepy.
When she was unconscious, cold fingers pinched her waist, and the cold breath hit her overwhelmingly. She slowly woke up from her half-dream.
The man held her chin, kissed her eyebrows, and said in a low and hoarse voice without any emotion, "Are you awake?"
Mingzhu was completely sleepless and shivered due to the cold temperature of his fingers. Her body shrank back from the head of the bed.
The man seemed dissatisfied with her attempt to avoid her, and his eyes turned cold.
Mingzhu frowned slightly and looked a little scared. She closed her eyes and remembered the severe pain in her stomach before she died, and her body trembled even more.
There is hatred and fear.
Mingzhu subconsciously pushed him with her hands, clenched her slender fingers into small fists, and pushed him away with all her strength.
Zhao Shi paused, with an expression as cold as ice. After a few seconds, he suddenly grabbed her wrist, clasped it hard and knocked it against the bedside. His expression was impatient, and the words coming out of his lips were extremely cold, "Don't move." "
Mingzhu couldn't move, she resisted and tried to break free from his restraint, her wrists must have been scratched red by him.
This action of hers seemed to completely anger the man.
Zhao Shi tightened her wrist, put his knee on her waist, pursed his lips, and silently studied her expression. He looked at the woman with red eyes, his Adam's apple slid up and down twice, and then he said coldly with a hoarse voice. Pressed and asked: "What are you hiding from?"