Mingru was choked by her words, and felt a little uncomfortable having her reveal her thoughts to her face. She was stunned for a moment and then said without changing her face: "I'm reminding you with good intentions."
Mingzhu took a sip of the scented tea and said, "No need."
Mingru felt unspeakably angry in her heart. This stupid and easily bullied concubine seemed to have some brains and didn't fall for her.
If Mingzhu is really stupid enough to go to His Highness the Crown Prince to plead for Wei Chiyu, His Highness the Crown Prince's anger will only grow stronger, and he may kill Wei Chiyu himself in a fit of rage, and Mingzhu cannot forget his old lover. The dissatisfaction between them became bigger and bigger.
Spring has begun and the weather is fine. The spring breeze by the lake swept over Mingru's face with a coolness, barely lowering the anger in her heart.
Mingru glanced at her body with a scrutinizing gaze. She didn't seem to have lost much weight. I guess she didn't suffer much during the half month without seeing the light of day. His Highness the Crown Prince's tolerance for her is still very high. If it had been someone else, if the concubine had escaped, how could they have had a good life after that
The breeze blew by, and the aqua-blue skirt also swayed with the wind. Elegant and fairy-like. The woman wears a white jade hairpin on her bun. The jade is clear and delicate, and her temperament is outstanding.
In the pavilion, provide shade and avoid cold. Mingzhu's complexion is perfectly complemented, reflecting peach blossoms, white and pink, her palm-sized face is delicate and beautiful, and her red eyes are slightly charming.
Ever since she was sensible, Mingru couldn't get used to her charming face. Mingzhu looked quite cute when she was a child, a soft and white dumpling, very lovable. Before her mother passed , her father was quite fond of Mingzhu.
Mingru took a deep breath and took a step back: "I shouldn't have mentioned this matter in front of you."
Mingzhu hummed absentmindedly.
"Sister Mingru, don't you want to go to the embroidery workshop this afternoon?" Miss of the Liu family covered her mouth and smiled, then suddenly said.
Miss Liu is Mingru's close friend, and she always wants to speak for her.
It wasn't like Mingzhu couldn't hear what she meant, so she raised her head to see what they wanted to say.
Mingru smiled slightly, "It's still early, let's go after lunch."
She lowered her face and seemed a little embarrassed, "You have to go with me."
Now all the little girls laughed along with her, "Of course we go and check it out together. This is the wedding dress you are going to wear on your wedding day. Don't be careless about the details."
After Miss Liu said this with a smile, she turned her gaze to Mingzhu, with a sarcastic smile in her eyes. She said unkindly: "Miss Mingzhu, please come with us, it's hard to come out again." , I don’t know when the next time we will meet is.”
In fact, Mingru's wedding date is still early. The wedding date is set for this winter, and it is at least half a year away. But Mingru seemed very impatient.
Of course there is a difference between taking a concubine and keeping a concubine. To take a concubine, all you need to do is carry a small sedan chair and take the person to the door.
Marrying a concubine requires three rules and six etiquette, and a proper banquet is required to welcome her into the house.
Miss Liu didn't like Mingzhu. On the one hand, she wanted to vent her anger on her close friend. When she saw that Mingzhu ignored her, she was so arrogant that she couldn't stand the anger, so she said again: "Ms. Mingzhu has never worn anything." I don’t think I’ll have a chance to wear wedding clothes in the future, so it’s good to go and have a look today.”
They thought that talking about this incident would break Mingzhu's heart, and they waited for her sad and lonely expression.
Mingzhu reacted calmly and counterattacked calmly, "Your Highness asked me to go back early."
Although Mingzhu has never worn a wedding dress in her entire life, she has absolutely no obsession with wearing it to get married.
Moreover, when Zhao Shi went out this morning, he asked his maid to bring a message to her. She must be back before sunset.
Mingru's face stiffened. Is she showing off how favored she is again
Miss Liu paused, then laughed, "Could it be that you are jealous of your sister?"
It seemed like a joke, but it was actually aimed at her.
Mingzhu lazily raised her eyelids, not giving them a chance to laugh. She said speciously: "Your Highness is clingy. If I go back late, he will punish me."
As expected, when they heard her say this, their expressions changed.
Mingru stood up and forced the smile on her face, "If that's the case, then that's it."
She lightly opened her red lips and whispered word by word, "On the wedding day, you can still see it."
Mingru felt comfortable after saying that, but her eyes were still cold when she looked at Mingzhu.
Does Mingzhu think she can be favored for the rest of her life with this face and figure? She is really stupid, His Highness the Crown Prince treats her just on a whim and treats her like a plaything.
What about taking away someone’s fiancée? This is not because of deep love.
It's just that His Royal Highness has been able to get everything he wanted easily since he was a child, including her.
His Royal Highness knows better than anyone what kind of person he wants to marry.
Mingru felt comfortable when she thought about it.
Mingzhu wanted to laugh when she heard that. At that time, she should have run away long ago. Maybe they all thought she was dead.
Mingzhu remained silent, and Mingru felt it was boring. After a while, she said, "I'm a little hungry. Let's go back to the city and go to a restaurant for a meal."
"Let's go." Others agreed.
Mingzhu had no intention of joining them. She said, "I have something else to do, so I won't join you."
"What can happen to you?" Miss Liu asked with a sneer.
Mingzhu choked back: "I'm going to buy beautiful clothes to wear."
After Mingzhu finished speaking, she left. After getting into the carriage, she asked the driver to walk around the streets. She didn't really want to buy clothes or jewelry, and she had no money.
She just wanted to get some air.
Coincidentally, Mingzhu opened the car curtain and poked her head out. Her eyes paused for a moment before landing on the man opposite.
Wei Chiyu also wore aqua blue straight skirt today. He stood upright and held the hawthorn cake he had just bought in his hand. When he saw the pair of eyes opposite him that he was dreaming about, his expression was unnatural and his thumbs curled up uncomfortably. . He turned his back and hid the hawthorn cake behind his back.
Mingzhu saw that he was still fine and felt relieved. Her eyes were red, she lowered the car curtain and said to the coachman in a hoarse voice: "Go back."
"yes."
Wei Chiyu stood there for a long time, and it wasn't until his colleagues patted him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses.
"What are you looking at?"
"nothing."
His colleagues were still surprised to see his lost look. What made him even more surprised was that Mr. Wei actually liked hawthorn cake, which is only eaten by little girls. Every day after court, he would go all the way to buy it.
The colleague smiled and joked: "Master Wei, did you buy this for the teacher's daughter?"
Wei Chiyu shook his head, "No."
Colleagues don’t believe it, “I understand.”
He held his shoulder and said to him with a smile: "My wife also loved eating these cakes in the past. In order to please her, I came here every day to queue up before dawn."
As he spoke, he shook his head again, "My wife and I have been married for decades, and the old couple is not as sweet as you young people."
Wei Chiyu silently pushed his hand away and explained stubbornly: "My relationship with the teacher's daughter is not what you think. Don't ruin her reputation."
"Aren't you engaged? There's no need to pretend to be so serious." A colleague waved his fan leisurely: "When your fiancée gets married, I'll see if you will still be as confused as you are now."
Wei Chiyu remained silent and said no more unnecessary words.
He still wants to withdraw from this marriage.
The hawthorn cake in my hand was cold to the touch. He regretted that she was such a greedy person, so he should have taken a step forward and sent it to her just now.
This is...
Bought for her.
Wei Chiyu clenched his fingers, turned around, and walked slowly back home.
Mingzhu was sitting in the sedan chair and felt very sad every time she saw Wei Chiyu.
Back at the mansion, Mingzhu grabbed Biying's arm, her eyes pleading, "Don't tell the prince that I bumped into Wei Chiyu today."
Biying nodded with difficulty, "Okay."
But if she doesn't say anything, there are still others who have something to say.
Mingzhu sat in front of the mirror and took off the golden hairpin from her bun. After washing her face, it looked like water hibiscus, clear and beautiful. It's just that there is redness around her eyes. She is a bit delicate by nature. She will swell if she sheds two tears, which can be easily seen by others.
Mingzhu covered her face with powder, fearing that Zhao Shi would see that she had cried. She was not good at lying or explaining.
Mingzhu had just been kidnapped by Zhao Shi and was not very afraid of him. She would bite him whenever she got the chance. Later, Zhao Shi personally pulled out the sharp thorns one by one. It was because he was afraid of the pain that he gradually softened his temper.
Mingzhu lay on the table, wondering with annoyance why she always dreamed about Zhao Shi but never dreamed about Wei Chiyu, and she didn't know whether he would live well in the future.
But fortunately, the Zhao who met in the dream seemed to be very lonely. Maybe it's because it's so cold at high places that even the back looks so lonely.
Zhao Shi entered her house after dark. He had just dealt with a group of corrupt officials in the court this morning. After leaving the palace, he had been busy all afternoon and felt tired.
He sat down and waved to Mingzhu, "Come here and rub your shoulders for me."
Mingzhu walked over with her eyes lowered, deliberately increasing the strength of her hands and squeezing his shoulders.
Before long, her wrist became sore.
Zhao Shi did not embarrass her, he put her on his lap, held her quietly, put his chin on the crook of her neck, said nothing, closed his eyes and rested.
After Zhao Shi had rested enough, he opened his eyes again, pinched her chin with his cold fingers, and looked at her face with dark eyes.
The man's gaze stopped at the end of her red eyes, and he rubbed them gently with his fingertips, "What's wrong with the eyes?"
Mingzhu tensed her back and winced, "It's windy today, it's blowing."
Zhao Shi's other hand still held her wrist domineeringly, clasping it very hard. The word "um" escaped from his hoarse voice, "Red."
Then he asked casually: "Have you cried?"
Mingzhu didn't dare to admit, "No."
She was held by him and did not dare to move.
Mingzhu's body was stiff, he was too close, and she seemed to smell a faint scent of rouge on him.
It's pear blossom scent.
Mingzhu secretly thought, Okay, Zhao Shi finally has a new love.