In early spring, green and tender buds sprout from the ends of the branches, and the wind blows through the branches, bringing warmth.
Mingzhu was free to come and go for the past two days. Perhaps Zhao Shi felt that her name had been recorded on the jade plate and he would not bother with it any more, so he did not let anyone specifically restrain her.
The sun swept across my face, which made me feel a little burned.
When the sun was not so fierce, Mingzhu asked someone to carry two chairs and place them in the yard. She had nothing to do and embroidered a small sachet.
Biying looked at the embroidery in Miss Mingzhu's hands and praised from the bottom of her heart, "My embroidery skills are really good."
Mingzhu's ingenuity and embroidery skills are comparable to those of Jiangnan's embroiderers.
She used to have nothing to do at home and no study, so she had to stay at home and follow her grandma to learn female beauty. Unlike several concubines, she became impatient after learning for a while. If she was even the slightest bit dissatisfied, someone would immediately tell the mistress about it, and all she would have to do was deal with it.
At that time, Mingzhu was always worried that her mistress would one day marry a rotten old man in her twilight years, so she could no longer be good at home and tried her best to have a good marriage and live a quiet and smooth life. day.
Mingzhu embroidered her favorite begonia flowers on the small sachet. After finishing the embroidery, she twisted her sore neck, then picked it up and looked at it with satisfaction, turned around and asked Biying, "Is it beautiful?"
Biying nodded: "It's very beautiful." The weather was slightly hot, so she poured a glass of water for Mingzhu to quench her thirst, and then asked, "Is the girl planning to give it away?"
Mingzhu shook her head, "I use it myself."
"Girl, if you have too much and can't use it all, you can give it to His Highness."
Mingzhu suddenly heard these words and was stunned for a few seconds. Then her fingers tightened and she embroidered a few small sachets in her spare time, not specifically for Zhao Shi.
She raised her head, and the bright sunlight swept over her cheeks. She squinted her eyes, feeling a little sleepy, "I use it myself."
It won't be used up for a while.
Then use it slowly.
Biying didn't want to say anything anymore. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the boy in front of the door ran over to deliver a name card.
Mingru invited her to go out for a spring outing together, and the time was set to be seven days later.
In addition to her, there are several other concubines from the Ming family.
Mingzhu didn't know what Mingru was thinking about. She looked down at the post and didn't say she was going or not. Biying was a little curious, "Girl, do you want to go?"
Mingzhu put the name card aside and said, "I don't know."
It is not up to her to decide whether to go or not. This matter depends on whether Zhao Shi is not satisfied. The last time she was invited by the princess, she entered the palace without saying hello to him, and was scolded coldly by him afterwards.
Mingzhu propped her chin up and looked at the sky in despair. She really couldn't understand why Zhao Shi had such a strong desire to control her. How to live must follow his will, and how to die must also depend on his mood.
Biying was still frightened when she thought about what happened last time. If the Crown Prince had gone too late, Miss Mingzhu might not be able to come out of the palace alive. No one knew what the princess would do in a rage.
She thought for a moment, pursed her lips, and said, "Girl, otherwise I'd better not go."
Mingzhu turned to look at her and asked, "Why?"
Biying didn't hide anything, "Miss Mingru always made things difficult for you in the Ming Mansion, and I guess she didn't have good intentions this time."
In the middle of winter, Biying had people use cold water to wash her clothes and do other trivial things. Biying now feels angry when she thinks about it.
After listening to this, Mingzhu nodded in agreement. This was true. The two sisters-in-law had always disliked her and would not let go of any opportunity that could trip her up.
In fact, there was no need for Biying to remind Mingzhu that Mingru was very ill-intentioned this time.
It was unlikely that Mingru would do anything to her like the princess did. She probably thought she was weak and easy to bully, and wanted to use her status as a future concubine to drag her good sisters in the capital with her and make some sarcastic remarks about her. identity. I thought she would be like before, feeling low self-esteem because of her low status, unable to hold her head up, and allowing them to be humiliated by their weirdness.
Mingzhu figured out some things after being captured this time, so she didn't want to swallow her anger.
Don't they all think that she is proud of being favored by the prince, and that she is domineering and domineering because of the prince's favor? Then she should show her arrogance to them.
If she gets into trouble, Zhao Shi will always take care of it for her.
If it comes to a time when even Zhao Shi can't bear to clean things up for her, then she will be even more desperate.
Mingzhu pursed her lips, "It's better to go. Being locked up in the house every day will make people moldy."
After Biying hesitated for a few seconds, she cautiously reminded: "Then please remember to tell His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Yeah." His voice was lazily, as if he didn't take it to heart.
The bright sunlight illuminated her whole body, and Mingzhu yawned, leaning against the soft pillow on the recliner, and slowly closed her eyes.
When Mingzhu was about to squint for a while, a sight that she couldn't ignore forced her to open her eyes again. In front of her, a man stood in front of her with his hands behind his back. He was tall, thin, and gentle, with soft and calm eyebrows. His look was completely different from the soft look he had last night.
Mingzhu didn't know how long he had been here.
She stood up and bowed, "Your Highness, you are back."
Zhao Shi asked in a deep voice: "Why did you fall asleep while lying outside? Be careful of catching a cold."
She was wearing a soft skirt with water sleeves, which was soft and ethereal, but she looked very thin. The already thin and fragile body looked a little more delicate.
Mingzhu's cheeks were slightly red from the sun, "It's hot, I won't catch a cold."
Zhao Shi looked into her eyes and said seriously: "It's windy."
The spring breeze in February was like scissors. Her health was not good, and she would get a headache if she caught a cold. Then she would have to drink medicine with a grimace, which was a waste of time.
Mingzhu didn't argue with him, lowered her neck and stood in front of him quietly.
After a period of silence, Zhao Shi suddenly stretched out his hand towards her, "Where's my birthday gift?"
Mingzhu was stunned and lost her reaction. She raised her head, her beautiful eyes widened, adding a bit of stupidity, "What?"
"Last night was my birthday."
"Do you remember?"
"Um."
Zhao Chi is a terrible person. How come he still remembers the drunken words he said to her after he was drunk
Mingzhu secretly gritted her teeth, smashed the jar and said, "I'm not prepared."
Zhao Shi seemed to have guessed her answer in advance, and there was no surprise on his face. He hummed calmly, took her hand, and gently kneaded her fingers, "It's not too late to prepare now."
Mingzhu couldn't help but said: "The time has passed."
Zhao Shi raised the corner of his mouth and sneered coldly, the smile in his eyes seemed to be mocking, "It's been a year since Wei Chiyu's birthday, and you still remember it. Baba ran over to give people gifts. Why is it that it's just one day before it's my turn?" Even if it doesn’t work?”
He was so sullen that he couldn't help but clasp her chin with his thumb, his black eyes staring straight at her lips, wishing he could go up and bite her twice, making a mark that would never be erased. good.
Her entire body was filled with his scent.
Can't get rid of it, can't escape.
Zhao Shi thought so and did so. He didn't hide his desires from her at all, and he didn't have to pretend to be a serious person.
He lowered his head and pierced the corner of her mouth with his sharp teeth. It was said to be a kiss, but in fact it was more like a bite.
Mingzhu raised her snow-white neck and let out a few words of pain from her lips and teeth. She felt that Zhao Shi was much cuter when he was still drunk. He would answer any questions asked, be well-behaved and ignorant, and be peaceful and kind.
Zhao Shi relaxed a little and licked his lips, "Think carefully about what you want to give me."
Mingzhu looked into his eyes and whispered, "How could anyone force him to give a gift?"
The man raised his eyebrows and looked down at her puffed out mouth, looking a little angry. He couldn't help laughing in his heart, but his face remained calm.
Mingzhu didn't dare to confront him, but she didn't want to just grant his wish. She was a little cautious and said, "Just tell me what you want, and I'll buy it for you."
Zhao Shi's face darkened and he didn't look good. He sneered and asked in her ear: "Do you still have money?"
All her money was confiscated by Zhao Shi when she was captured last time.
A huge sum of several thousand taels, with not even a single bank note left.
There were also all her jewelry that she had pawned, but he found them with his magical powers. He placed them all in front of her and threatened her coldly: "Look, no one will dare to buy your things in the future." .”
In the past, Mingzhu still had dozens of taels of pocket money to spend every month.
Zhao Shi won't give her any money now.
Yi Mingzhu really has no money.
Mingzhu's eyes turned red with anger at these words, "Then I won't buy it."
Zhao Shi wiped the ends of her eyes with his fingertips, "Why did I feel wronged again before I even said anything?"
Mingzhu just felt that she had no dignity at all in front of him. The maids in the house were all better than her, and she still had two taels of silver every month.
She said: "I have no grievances."
Zhao Shi couldn't see her red eyes, he felt a little pitiful and a little vaguely excited.
It's not normal to want to make her cry.
He asked: "Do you want silver?"
Mingzhu wants it, but she is not a fool. There will be many places where she will need money in the future. Zhao Shi controls her money bag, which is different from holding her handle.
She asked: "Will you give it?"
Mingzhu grabbed the man's finger and discussed with him in a soft voice, "I'll buy you a gift, okay?"
The man was silent and seemed unmoved.
Mingzhu kept up her efforts, "Last time I saw a jade crown in the store that is particularly suitable for you. It's very beautiful. I'll buy it for you."
Zhao Shi couldn't hear the word Yu Guan.
It's hard not to think of Wei Chiyu.
I also thought about how she told him that she didn't like him last night even though she was very quiet but serious about it.
Zhao Shi's heart sank deeply, and the mood of teasing her disappeared with the wind. He said, "I don't like it."
Mingzhu felt that his tone suddenly became much darker.
is fickle.
Hard to maintain!
Zhao Shi looked at her nonchalant little face and laughed angrily. He pointed out, "Embroider a purse for me."
Mingzhu opened her eyes and told lies, "I can't."
Zhao Shi glanced at her face twice more and said uncertainly: "Isn't this the token of love between you and Wei Chiyu?"
Mingzhu's heart shrank. Had Zhao Shi already found out everything about her and Wei Chiyu? Since she knew that she and Wei Chiyu were in love, why did she still have the nerve to break them up by snatching their love
She held her breath and resisted him with silence.
Zhao Shi didn't care about the little girl and pinched her face, "When the embroidery is finished, I will let you go out."