After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Chapter 22

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When a prince takes a concubine, there is no need to make a big show of it.

Not long after, the betrothal gift was carried into the Ming Mansion. There were eight large boxes, all of which were filled with gold, jade, and rare good things.

The uncle of the Ming family was helped to read the betrothal gift and took a deep breath, "Prince, are you serious?"

"Master Ming, what are you saying? Is it possible that His Highness the Crown Prince would tease you with such a thing?"

The uncle of the Ming family looked at the pile of gold and jade jewelry, his eyes dimmed, and he really didn't understand how his niece's life was so good. I thought she could catch the eye of the prince, and being a law-abiding concubine was already a great blessing. Now she is the only concubine in the prince's backyard, which is really unfortunate.

The uncle of the Ming family swallowed his throat, barely managed to calm down, and looked at the boy next to him, giving him two bags of broken silver to express his gratitude.

He then asked again: "Your Highness, will you send me back soon?"

Taking a concubine does not require the three books and six etiquettes to be followed by a matchmaker. You only need to carry a small sedan to welcome the person in, hold a banquet, and the etiquette is completed.

"No need, His Highness has already recorded Miss Mingzhu's name on the jade plate, and she is already at the Prince's Mansion. As for whether Miss Mingzhu will return to the Ming Mansion to visit relatives in the future, it is not something we can tell."

The uncle of the Ming family was suddenly startled, "Have you already recorded your name?"

"Yes." After a pause, he said, "If Mr. Ming has nothing else to do, I will go back to your Highness first."

The uncle of the Ming family personally sent the person to the gate until he couldn't even see his back, and he still couldn't recover. He really couldn't figure out the thoughts of His Highness the Crown Prince, and he didn't know how much weight Mingzhu held in His Highness's heart.

If he said he wasn't there, he didn't look like it.

The Jade Disk is a royal family tree, and not everyone can get on it.

But if you really like it that much, you won't even ignore the matter of carrying a sedan chair and walking around.

The uncle of the Ming family doesn't bother to talk about things that are unclear. The Ming family has a pretty good fortune, and they can still climb the high branch of the prince.

Mingzhu still learned about Zhao Shi's concubine from Biying's mouth.

The little maids serving her in the yard were envious and happy for her.

Biying held the lamp in her hand, and the candlelight just illuminated her delicate and small face. Her skin was as white as spring snow and as delicate and flawless, and her bare face was breathtakingly beautiful.

Biying said: "Girl, the guards outside the courtyard have been withdrawn. Your Highness will hold a banquet in the mansion tomorrow night."

Mingzhu had just finished washing her hair. Her long hair was spread out like a waterfall on her back. Her back looked slender and thin. She didn't seem too happy after hearing this. She slowly turned her face and looked at the window. She pointed at the window and asked: "Can you open it for me?"

The voice is small and soft, and the expression is gentle and gentle. Biying felt a little distressed when she saw her like this.

She walked to the window and carefully propped up the pane. The cold night wind blew in.

Biying didn't know what happened in the past half month. Except for the maid who delivered water and food, His Royal Highness did not allow anyone to see Miss Mingzhu, and the maid who delivered food could not say a word to her. .

Miss Mingzhu's face has become thinner these days, so she must have suffered a lot.

Biying could only persuade her not to run away again. His Highness the Crown Prince had many eyes and contacts extending in all directions. He is not a really innocent person, and all he can do is cry when he provokes the crazy Pearl Girl.

Now that it's already like this, it's better to live peacefully in the backyard and have a son and a half in the future without fear of being unprotected.

Mingzhu listened to Biying's words with an indifferent expression. Suddenly, she asked: "He didn't embarrass us, did he?"

Biying shook her head: "No. It's just that A Rou was left in the Ming Mansion, maybe..."

Mingzhu sighed, "Well, that's fine."

On the evening of the ‌th ‌‌, the maids will dress up Mingzhu.

She sat by the window and looked out the window with a calm expression. The red clouds were like a brocade, and the lively sounds were coming from far away.

Biying combed her hair into the most popular bun at the moment, with some flowers on her forehead and center. Her makeup was not as plain as usual, but more showy and gorgeous.

After putting on her makeup, Mingzhu put on a maple-colored woven gold jacket and skirt, cinching her waist and tightening her breasts to outline her figure, making her look so picturesque that she couldn't take her eyes away.

The color had just darkened, and the man came walking into the night. He was wearing a dark straight suit today, and his expression was cold and indifferent, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Zhao Shi stood behind her, his tall figure reflected in the mirror, and his extremely controlling aura suffocated her.

Mingzhu clenched the handkerchief in her hand, and it was a wrinkled ball. She found that she didn't know when she started to feel vaguely afraid of Zhao Shi.

In her previous life, she was not as afraid of him as she is now. In my memory, most of the time, he was a very docile man. Even if he did something that made him unhappy, he would also be nice and reasonable at the same time.

She was afraid that he would kill her again.

Afraid that he would destroy her world.

The man gently put his hand on her shoulder, and the cold irritated her skin through the thin shirt. She couldn't help but tremble slightly, her throat tightened, and she asked in a low voice: "It still needs to be locked." me?"

Zhao Shi curled his fingers and paused before replying: "The door locks have been removed."

Mingzhu didn't feel too relaxed either. She lowered her face and discussed with him, "Don't do this to me again in the future."

Zhao Shitong apologized to her and asked her to turn around. He looked at her face, his breath was stagnant, and he said, "Zhuzhu, my fashion is so angry."

There was nothing we could do to get her confirmed.

This is the only way to trap her.

Mingzhu said nothing, her hand was held tightly by him. She laughed when she saw her status as concubine. He thought it was her "title", but she didn't care about it at all.

To put it bluntly, if Zhao Shi accepted her as his concubine in the future, she would not want it at all.

The moonlight was as gentle as water. In the front hall, Sheng Wenlin and Song Huaiqing slipped out of the wine table with an excuse.

Sheng Wenlin felt uncomfortable and pulled Song Huaiqing to enjoy the wind by the lake.

Song Huaiqing really didn't know why he came to the lake to enjoy the cold wind, and was about to persuade him to leave.

Sheng Wenlin suddenly asked him: "Have you seen that concubine's face?"

Song Huaiqing shook his head and said: "No." Changing the subject, he immediately said to Sheng Wenlin: "However, it seems that she is the fifth lady of the Ming family. I have heard that she has a casual appearance. Her mother, Very pretty.”

Sheng Wenlin hummed absently.

Song Huaiqing also heard from his sister that young girls looked down on women who came from a dusty land. In addition, the fifth lady of the Ming family had a long face and a face that made people jealous, sour and brought disaster to the country and the people, so she had a bad reputation.

An illiterate beauty who has never read much.

Sheng Wenlin looked at the silent lake, raised his head and took a sip of wine, "What's her name?"

"Pearl."

"Pearl?" Sheng Wenlin silently recited her name several times in his mind, and his mind couldn't stop thinking about her face and her unforgettable eyes.

"Why?"

"nothing."

Song Huaiqing said to him again leisurely: "Wei Chiyu, do you recognize him? This fifth lady used to be Lord Wei's fiancée."

"It turned out to be her." Sheng Wenlin knew about this, but he didn't know that the fiancée that Wei Chiyu had been thinking about for so long was actually her.

Song Huaiqing squinted his eyes, and even though he had no good intentions to persuade him, he still had no intention of mentioning it: "My little sister at home has told me many things about this fifth lady. She is not a simple and kind-hearted person."

Sheng Wenlin remained silent. He used to be most disgusted with scheming women, but it seemed that he was somewhat willing to put some care into her.

Song Huaiqing patted him on the shoulder, "It's time to go back."

"Um."

The two walked through a long corridor and soon returned to the front hall.

Sheng Wenlin looked up and saw Mingzhu standing behind Zhao Shi.

She was not wearing a veil today, her facial features were even more beautiful than he had imagined, her eyes were as calm and clear as water, her figure was graceful, and she was independent from the world.

Sheng Wenlin moved his eyes away, walked up to them calmly, and said congratulations.

Mingzhu smiled faintly and said nothing.

Zhao Shi just brought her out to show her face, and didn't intend to take her to stay longer. As for greetings, that was unnecessary.

Not long after, Zhao Shi was about to send her back to the backyard. Mingzhu smiled at him and said, "I'll have some wine tonight, okay?"

Zhao Shi thought she was in a good mood and felt soft. He rubbed her head and said, unable to refuse, "Drink less."

Mingzhu returned to her usual well-behaved appearance in front of him, and she nodded: "Okay."

Mingzhu now has her own purpose in everything she does. Holding the wine bottle in her arms, she ran to the pavilion in the backyard and sat down for a while.

Sure enough, not long after, Mingzhu saw the guests who came to the backyard to cool down their hangovers.

She recognized Sheng Wenlin.

When Wei Chiyu was studying in the academy, he was from the same school as him, and she mentioned Sheng Wenlin's name in front of her.

More than half a month ago, Zhao Shi pinched her chin and told her coldly that Wei Chiyu was getting engaged.

Mingzhu asked if Zhao Shi had lied to her. If it was true, she would only be happy for Wei Chiyu.

She cheered herself up in her mind and walked up to Sheng Wenlin when there was no one around.

She said: "Mr. Sheng, I have something to ask you."

Sheng Wenlin seemed to be stunned by her, and remained silent for a few seconds, "What's the matter?"

Mingzhu raised her face and asked, "Is Wei Chi overdue for engagement?"

"Um."

"That's good."

Sheng Wenlin stared at the girl's face and added: "The prince personally granted the marriage."

The pearl is silent.

The man couldn't help but take two steps forward, and the boots under his feet happened to stop less than half a meter away from her. "She is the teacher's daughter. She comes from an innocent family background. She is beautiful and beautiful. She is also a good match."

Mingzhu was a little jealous of that girl before. It was more of envy than jealousy.

I envy her that she has a father who dotes on her, that she has the opportunity to go to school, and that from time to time she can dress up as a man and compete with her fellow classmates.

However, even though she was envious, she had to admit that she was indeed a very good woman.

Mingzhu said thank you to Sheng Wenlin, turned around and planned to leave.

Sheng Wenlin stopped her and said with a bitterness that he didn't notice, "Since you are already the prince, you should not forget about your former fiancé."

Mingzhu did not turn around to talk, but walked straight forward.

Late at night in early spring, I still felt a little chilly with the window open. Mingzhu had just washed her face and changed her clothes, and was about to go to bed when the prince's entourage came to deliver a message.

Across the door, the man said respectfully: "Girl, Your Highness drank too much tonight. I call you to come over and serve me."