Mingzhu didn't contradict him. She lowered her face and said a little unconvincingly: "I've never been there before, and I haven't done anything like that once in a while."
Mingzhu knew that Zhao Shi would definitely want to settle the score with her.
Of course, Zhao Shi knew that she didn't dare to do it. After all, it was Zhao Xin's fault for taking her to play around. It would have been fine if he had taken her to a serious market, but he had to take her. Go to that kind of place.
Thinking of this, Zhao Shi sneered, pinched her chin, and asked in a low voice: "Is it possible that you still want to do this?"
Mingzhu didn't really plan to do anything. She simply thought that the waiter in Chunxiang Tower looked pretty good and was pleasing to the eye.
She pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Zhao Shi didn't want to speak too stiffly, so he slowed down his tone and said, "Zhao Xin is just a small business and has no rules. Don't follow her in the future."
Mingzhu heard it, and he had no intention of really arguing with her.
Zhao Shi loosened his thumb, hugged her waist, and continued in a soft voice: "But I didn't expect you to be quite brave."
He looked silent, said he was leaving, and left with others.
Mingzhu didn't feel embarrassed and shamelessly took this sentence as a compliment.
Zhao Shi likes her demeanor when she listens to him quietly, docile, gentle, and soft. He placed a gentle kiss behind her ear, and nibbled on the woman's soft earlobe with his teeth.
Mingzhu's whole body was numb, her ears were red, and her breath was filled with boiling heat. She said, "Don't bite me all the time."
Zhao Shi rubbed her head, the moonlight shone on the bright moon's face, and he said to her gently: "I'm sorry."
When he can't help himself, he can't help but want to leave a mark on her body, engraved with his breath from the inside out.
He often hurt her, and he felt very guilty indeed.
Paradoxically, seeing the small bite on her lip and licking the blood from her wound would really excite him. But every time, he was able to hide this morbid excitement well under the calm surface.
Mingzhu pushed him away gently and made an excuse: "I want to wash my face."
Zhao Shi had someone bring in hot water, wring out the handkerchief, and wipe her face.
Mingzhu sat in front of him, feeling a little uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand and said, "I can wash it myself."
Zhao Shi whispered: "Don't move."
The pearl was like a needle felt and was very uncomfortable. Zhao Shi liked to play with and dress her up.
Mingzhu failed to seek help from the Ming family at first. At that time, she was stupid and couldn't forget Wei Chiyu in her heart. When she thought about her upcoming marriage, she couldn't help crying, so no matter what Zhao Shi said, Does she say nice things or use coercion and inducement? Why is she refusing to give in? He even said that he would go to the government to sue him.
Zhao Shi was calm and gentle, holding her little face, staring into her eyes calmly and saying, "You go and sue the officials, I won't stop you."
Mingzhu pushed him away and ran out. Zhao Shi raised his hand, and as expected, the people guarding her at the door no longer stopped her.
She stumbled all the way to the government office and beat the drum to complain.
The Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture invited her into the Yamen. When he heard that she wanted to sue the prince for raping his daughter, he shook his head and urged her to go back.
Mingzhu refused and bit Zhao Shi to death for bullying men and dominating women.
Master Yin of Jingzhao Prefecture took note of her testimony. Not long after, the Ming family hurried over in a hurry, and her father slapped her across the face. Fortunately, she was smart enough to avoid it.
Her father angrily scolded: "Don't embarrass yourself outside! Go back quickly!"
The pearl's eyes were red, and the drops of water hanging in her eyes were stubborn and refused to fall. She cried and said no.
Her father raised his hand to hit her, but the others died.
The governor of Jingzhao did not dare to try the case of His Highness the Crown Prince, so he immediately made a decision, "Girl, you will be jailed for filing a false complaint. You should go back with your father."
Mingzhu's father dragged her out of the government office, tied her hands with hemp rope, threw her into a carriage, and sent her back to a courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.
When Zhao Shi entered the room and saw her tied hands, he smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth raised, sighed, and felt very sorry for her, "Why did you go out and end up like this?"
Mingzhu sniffed and did not cry in front of him.
At that time, she was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She bared her teeth and rushed towards him, causing him to bruise her forehead.
Zhao Shi didn't do anything to her even after she was injured, but on the second day, he seemed determined to make her know how to be obedient and do it personally. She would even dress and eat, to pass through his hands.
Mingzhu was reluctant to recall that period of time, so she said again: "I will do it myself."
Zhao Shi had already wiped her face clean, "Okay."
Mingzhu ran a lot today, and her body was sweaty, sticky, and uncomfortable. "I want to take a shower."
"I'll have someone bring hot water in."
Mingzhu clenched her hands and said, "I'll wash it myself."
Zhao Shi laughed and said, "I know."
The maids brought in the boiled hot water, and a layer of fresh flower petals was spread on the water. Mingzhu sat in the tub, stretched her limbs, and closed her arms to rest.
The steam from the water blurred her little face.
Hanging on the screen was a skirt that she had never worn or seen before. After Mingzhu took a shower and put on this skirt, she realized something was wrong.
This skirt is really too gaudy.
The waist is tight and the chest is tight. The material is silk gauze, which is light and thin.
Mingzhu felt that the dress was a little too small for her and it was a little tight on her chest. She was reluctant to come out from behind the screen. When she couldn't hide anymore, her little face turned red from the heat, and she hesitated in her steps. , stepped out slowly.
Zhao Shi raised his head to look at her, then moved away calmly, his face unchanged, his expression very calm, and he waved to her, "Come to me."
Mingzhu hesitated, and when she came to follow him, her face was already as ripe as a peach in June. She whispered: "I'm going to change my clothes."
Dressed like this, she was afraid that Zhao Shi would mistakenly think that she was trying to seduce him!
It's too immodest. The girls in Chunxiang Tower are dressed more elegantly than her.
Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows and held her hand down, "No need."
He said: "It's beautiful."
Mingzhu didn't know yet that this skirt was sent to her by someone from Zhao Shi. He was in a normal mood today, but when he saw the beautiful and well-behaved her, he immediately felt much better.
Zhao Shi pinched her waist with rare tenderness and said, "Kiss me."
It's okay if she doesn't like him, but he always has to find a way to make her like him.
Mingzhu hesitated for a long time, then slowly stood on tiptoes, touched his chin, and rubbed it. She was discouraged and tried to get away with it, "I can't reach it."
Zhao Shi didn't deliberately embarrass herself. She had a faint peach scent, which was sweet and attractive, fresh and juicy.
He gently held the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her.
There seems to be a lingering dryness in the air. In the early spring of March, it feels even hotter than in summer.
…
Mingzhu's consciousness was intermittently, her corners were filled with glistening water, and her long nails were pinching the man's back. Zhao Shi simply used silk to hold her wrist, pressed it against the pillow, and lowered his head. Suck away her tears.
In the strong wind and rain, she was like a leaf of duckweed.
Floating and swaying in the water.
Mingzhu later realized that Zhao Shi had vented her anger on going to Chunxiang Tower here.
She sniffed her red nose and said aggrievedly but sincerely: "Go find the oiran."
Zhao Shi ignored her.
Mingzhu later regretted what she had said, as the rain seemed to come more violently.
Mingzhu was too tired to move. She looked like she had just been fished out of the water. A few strands of her hair were soaked with sweat. Her face was pink and she fell asleep.
Mingzhu has now figured out the pattern of her dreams. When she is particularly tired, she will stay in those dreams where she can't tell the truth from the false.
In the dream, it snowed in the capital. It was a cold winter day, and the knee-deep snow blocked the way out of the city.
Zhao Shi was wearing plain white clothes. Several suppressed coughs came from the carriage. Wei Liu escorted him with a knife. The snow in the sky showed no signs of stopping.
Wei Liu endured it and boldly advised: "Your Highness, the road is blocked. Wait until it gets dark."
The people in the carriage were silent.
Wei Liu said: "It's really dangerous to go into the mountains in the snow."
Mingzhu heard Zhao Shi say: "Keep going ."
His voice was hoarse.
The pearl floated all the way and they went to a deep mountain outside the city. There was a temple halfway up the mountain.
She thought Zhao Shi came to burn incense and worship Buddha, but that didn't seem to be what she thought.
Zhao Shi just stood outside the temple and looked at the Buddha statue. There was ridicule and cold hatred in his eyes. Then he turned around and left the temple and walked deeper.
The man stopped at a tombstone. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes were very red as if stained with blood. He squatted down to sweep away the fallen leaves from the tombstone for her, and touched the name on it with his fingers.
Mingzhu felt very complicated when she saw her tombstone. It turned out that he came to visit her grave.
In a daze, she seemed to see the wet tears on Zhao Shi's corner, and then blinked again, and the and were no longer visible.
Zhao Shi's face was pressed against the cold tombstone. His face was pale and his lips were also white. He softly said a few words: "Zhuzhu, I'm sorry for you."
Mingzhu couldn't breathe, as if she had been hit hard.
She was woken up by someone, and Biying looked at her worriedly, "Girl, are you okay? You were crying just now."
Mingzhu looked confused. She raised her hand to wipe her face. When she felt the tears, she shook her head and said, "I didn't."
She often had the chance to think that the poison/wine in that glass was the crown prince's secret love affair that she had concealed from him. After all, he was the person he liked in his previous life, so he would want to excuse him.
But I heard that sorry.
Mingzhu felt that she could not deceive herself.
If this is not a dream, well, she can rush to Zhao Shi and ask him confidently, how can she not tolerate the death of people who have been sharing the same bed for more than five years?
Biying handed her a handkerchief and said, "Wipe your face."
Mingzhu took the handkerchief and wiped away the wet tears on her face. She sat on the bed in a daze for a long time. After calming down, she still had something to do that hurt her.
She has to take medicine.
Fortunately, she was extra careful yesterday and grabbed some more medicine and hid it in the cabinet.
I only wore that skirt once last night and can't wear it again. Mingzhu wore an oleander pink jacket and skirt today, and she told Biying that she was going to the kitchen.
"Are you going to the kitchen to cook?"
She used Zhao Shi as a shield, "I want to make soup for the prince."
Biying was overjoyed. Miss Mingzhu finally stopped holding back and became enlightened.
"I'll take you there."
Mingzhu The medicinal materials were hidden in her sleeves and brought to the kitchen. She found an earthenware pot for making soup, put it on the coal stove to cook, and closed the lid tightly without anyone noticing.
As for the other pot of chicken soup, she didn't pay much attention to it. The bottom of the pot was burnt, so she didn't know.
The cook smelled something burnt and it was too late to add water to remedy the situation.
Mingzhu didn't feel bad about the burnt chicken soup at all. She said, "You can't drink it. It's pouring."
Biying felt it was a pity, "How about you make another stew?"
Mingzhu said perfunctorily: "I suddenly remembered that His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like to drink chicken soup."
"Yeah?"
"Yes."
Mingzhu pushed her out of the kitchen, "You go out first, and I'll cook him some mutton soup using the secret recipe."
Biying naively believed her real secret recipe, wishfully thinking that the girl was becoming more and more attracted to His Royal Highness.
When no one was in the kitchen, Mingzhu drank the Bazi soup she cooked while it was hot.
After a bowl of soup went into her stomach, she could relax her anxious heart.
Zhao Shiruo would definitely be angry if he found out that she was acting against her will.
Mingzhu was very cautious. She disposed of the medicine residue and washed the earthen jars to ensure that no one would notice before walking out of the kitchen.
The mutton soup in the pot has been simmering for more than an hour.
Biying said: "His Royal Highness just came back and heard that you stewed mutton soup for him. He seemed very happy and asked you to send it to him."
Mingzhu had no choice but to make this trip.
She was holding a food box in her hand, and the aroma of the broth in the food box was overwhelming. She didn't need to communicate this time and successfully entered his room.
There are guests in the room.
It was the prince who recognized her when she was escaping last time.
Mingzhu felt that he was looking at her in an indescribably strange way, and his gaze made her feel uncomfortable.
She also holds a grudge. If it weren't for this prince, she wouldn't have found Zhao Shi so quickly.
Mingzhu walked over with a cold face and asked Zhao Shi: "Your Highness, do you want some soup?"
Zhao Shi didn't answer, paused for a moment, and asked her instead: "Why does she smell like medicine?"