Even Mingzhu's fingers were soft, and there was no strength when she pressed the corners of his lips.
The effect of the medicine was not gone, and her consciousness was still hazy at this time. She rolled wherever she felt comfortable, hugged his body, buried her face in his neck, absorbed the scent of his body, and said: " It smells so good.”
Zhao Shi looked down at her soft side face, and pulled the quilt up to cover her shoulders, "Really?"
He almost never uses incense, and he never felt that he had a scent before.
Zhao Shi waited for a long time, but did not wait for her answer. When he lowered his head, he saw that the woman in his arms was already fast asleep.
When sleeping, her mouth is slightly open, her cheeks are red, and her breathing and exhalation are very cute.
She was really tired tonight. There are also several scars on the legs.
She also loves beauty, so when she wakes up and knows that there may be scars on her legs, she will probably be secretly sad.
Zhao Shi didn't sleep all night. He got up at dawn, changed clothes, and went to his mother's place to say hello. There was so much commotion in the palace last night that his mother might have to think too much.
Before leaving, Zhao Shitong said to the palace maid: "There is no need to wake her up today."
Get up whenever you want to sleep, and take good care of your mind.
The weeping willows have turned green in the moon, and the sky is clear again. Zhao Shi got up early and went to his mother's residence.
Song Luan had just gotten up and was having breakfast. When he saw his son coming, he was both pleasantly surprised and surprised.
After her son grew up, he had a heavy burden on his shoulders, and it was rare for him to come and sit in her yard when he had free time. He kept everything he said in his heart, and even a mother like her couldn't see through it.
Song Luan was very happy and smiled at him, "Why are you here?"
On the surface, Zhao Shi still looked like his usual expressionless face, but the expression in his eyebrows was indeed a bit softer. He hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and said softly: "Mom, I didn't scare you last night, did I?"
Song Luan shook his head, "No."
Originally, Song Luan didn't even plan to ask, but he couldn't hold back his curiosity, "Have you calmed down now?"
Zhao Shi lowered his eyes and said, "It's a small matter and it will be in the past. It's good that I didn't scare you last night."
Song Luan knew that he was a dull gourd with a sawed-off mouth. She couldn't tell him anything he didn't want to tell her, even if she asked him.
"In the blink of an eye, I've grown so big. I'm going to get married and have a baby soon."
Thinking back, when he was still a child, he was a soft and waxy little white bun, nestled on his uncle's shoulder, and he didn't even dare to speak to her.
Now it can hold up a sky.
She almost didn't recognize this son.
Zhao Shi stayed and had breakfast with her, and then the stepmother and her mother sat together and played a game of chess.
Song Luan was not in good health, so he drove him away after playing chess, saying that he would continue to sleep.
When it was over, he didn't forget to remind Zhao Shi, "The wedding date is almost set, why don't you bring that girl from the Ming family to me?"
She also wants to know what the girl her son likes looks like and has such a temper.
Zhao Shi said absently: "Yeah."
He had nothing important to do today. When he passed a pond in the garden, he stood quietly by the lotus pond for a while. Some lotus flowers have already bloomed. Looking at this scene, Zhao Shi suddenly lost his mind. He remembered what happened at the beginning, and now it seems that he doesn't know whether he did something wrong or not.
He didn't know if he would ever be able to see her smiling at him happily again under the bright sunlight.
Zhao Shi went back but didn't see Mingzhu's person. He sat down and drank a cup of tea. He didn't ask anything else. He just asked: "When did she get up?"
The little palace maid said: "Not long after you got up. The girl didn't sleep well. She had a nightmare and was woken up by fright."
Zhao Shi knew that she often had nightmares, and she was clearly a person who dared not do anything bad. He didn't know why nightmares always haunted her.
Zhao Shi hummed, "Has she had breakfast?"
The palace maid shook her head: "The girl said she wasn't hungry."
Zhao Shi ordered quietly, "Let the people in the kitchen finish cooking the red bean and lotus seed porridge for her."
"yes."
Mingzhu was indeed frightened by the nightmare she had this morning. She was trapped in a room. When she looked up, she saw a coffin with white paper hanging on both sides and blood on the surrounding walls.
Under the coffin, a group of people dressed in white knelt, all of whom were familiar faces to her.
In the gloomy night, her legs were so frightened that she just wanted to wake up quickly.
Zhao Shi was dressed in black, as if he blended in with the dark and cold night. He was sitting on the other side, with a nonchalant smile on his lips, looking at them trembling with cold eyes.
He held a short knife in his hand, and the blade was still hot and fresh blood. A sarcastic look, as if he was going to stab anyone who didn't like him.
Mingzhu tried her best to open her eyes and woke up slowly after getting rid of this nightmare. After getting up, she urgently needed some air to relax her mind.
She returned to the house. Zhao Shi looked at her pale face and held her cold hand, "Are you still dizzy?"
Mingzhu shook her head: "I'm not dizzy."
But she really can't remember clearly what she said to Zhao Shi last night when she was confused.
She probably didn't say anything she shouldn't have said, and her body relaxed as she thought about it.
Zhao Shi asked someone to cook the red bean and lotus seed porridge and brought it over, "Eat something first."
Mingzhu was pushed on the chair by him and looked at the fragrant red bean porridge with some resistance, "I'm not hungry."
Zhao Shi said warmly: "After eating, I will take you out of the palace."
Mingzhu picked up the bowl, blew on it, and tasted it twice. She thought it tasted pretty good, so she took two more bites.
But she has a true cat's appetite and can't eat much before she's full.
Zhao Shi always thought she was thin, and felt that every time he ate with her, it was like feeding a small animal, and he had to watch her finish everything in the bowl.
After Mingzhu finished the porridge in her bowl, she had time to ask: "I heard that you sent the princess back to Xiangyang?"
Zhao Shi said calmly: "Yes."
Mingzhu just found out that she had been drugged last night, so she guessed the princess, but she didn't expect that it was really her who did it.
Mingzhu whispered "Oh".
Zhao Shi clasped her fingers tightly, "I can't even look at her for a moment."
If you don't pay attention, you will fall into someone else's trap.
Mingzhu was also aggrieved. How could she be blamed for this? He is also the culprit. Right.
She was too lazy to argue with him, and she was a bit stingy so she suppressed her words and didn't talk to him.
Zhao Shi led her out. Mingzhu turned her head and looked at his profile. She felt that this man seemed to be getting taller and taller, and became more and more like the unfathomable him in the dream.
The prince's chariot was waiting outside the palace. The two of them walked through a long corridor and met Song Huaiqing, who was also planning to leave the palace.
Song Huaiqing frowned immediately when he saw Mingzhu's face. The strong fragrance last night was still etched in his mind.
Zhao Shi stood in front of Mingzhu, pursed his lips and said nothing.
The last time Song Huaiqing saw Mingzhu, he actually had no impression of her. Zuo was just a concubine who warmed the bed. When Zhao Shi lost interest, he just put her aside and ignored her.
Although Mingzhu didn't plan what happened last night, Song Huaiqing still charged the account to her.
Prejudice is hard to eliminate. It was also difficult for him not to vent his anger on Mingzhu.
Song Huaiqing raised his eyes and looked at Mingzhu, "I offended Miss Mingzhu last night. I will apologize to you another day."
Mingzhu didn't expect him to say such a thing. He couldn't even say he offended her. They couldn't see each other clearly through the bed curtains, and his back was still turned to her at that time.
Mingzhu was stunned, her mouth was stupid, she was no match for these human beings, she stammered: "No... no need."
Song Huaiqing's peach blossom eyes glanced with a hint of coldness, "I should do it. Now that some things have happened, I won't run away from them."
The words have come to an end and the cold arrows have been fired.
Song Huaiqing suppressed the sneer at the end of his eyes, "Auntie is still waiting for me, I'll take the first step."
Zhao Shi remained silent for a long time.
Mingzhu's palm hurt a little from his pinching, and she softly cried out twice in pain.
Zhao Shi let go and said, "Let's go."
No matter what Song Huaiqing really saw, she still deliberately said these words in front of him. Zhao Shi didn't plan to ask anything. This matter was in the past.
Mingzhu got on the carriage and picked up a book. She couldn't sit still after reading it halfway, "I haven't said goodbye to the princess yet."
Zhao Shi opened his eyelids, stared at her little face and uttered four words: "Heartless."
She was quite happy to see her.
Not at all affected by what happened last night.
Zhao Shi lowered his eyes and clenched his fists, if he hadn't noticed that she was missing last night. Is she also willing to ask other men to help her
Zhao Shi raised his eyes again, took the book away from her hand, looked into her clear and transparent eyes, pinched her chin with his cold fingertips, "Zhuzhu."
Mingzhu avoided his sight.
Zhao Shi originally wanted to ask her if she liked him at all now? The words came to my lips, but I couldn't ask them out.
Mingzhu shivered from the coldness on his fingertips. She raised her face. She had become thinner in recent days, but her face still looked round, petite and soft, with just the right amount of flesh on her cheeks, which made her particularly pretty.
She didn't understand anything, "What...what happened?"
Zhao Shi let go of her chin and said, "It's okay."
Mingzhu felt his depressed mood, but was not interested in continuing to ask. She lowered her head and started playing with her fingers.
Zhao Shi couldn't stand it and said, "Stop playing around."
"oh."
Fortunately, they have arrived at the Prince's Mansion.
Mingzhu didn't know what he was angry about, it was inexplicable, so she just wanted to hold him back to death.
Zhao Shi got off the carriage first, and then hugged her down as well.
Mingzhu suddenly remembered something and asked, "Can I not copy books and practice calligraphy today?"
Zhao Shi thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
When Mingzhu asked with the attitude of giving it a try, she never thought that he would agree. In the past days, it was useless to let her coquettishly and coquettishly persuade her. You can’t practice less than one article.
Today he agreed happily.
Zhao Shi then said: "I just have time for the imperial physician to help diagnose my pulse and regulate my body."
The pearl is like a formidable enemy.
Zhao Shi thought she was afraid of taking medicine, so he comforted her with a few words of warmth.
He really wants a child now.
The imperial doctor also told him that she had a cold constitution and had a difficult pregnancy, so she couldn't rush it for a while.
Mingzhu's heart pounded, and she forced a smile, "Your Highness, didn't you dislike children before?"
"No."
Mingzhu tried to convince him, "But... I can't give birth to the child before the Crown Princess, right?"
The problem is that she doesn't want to give birth at all.
Zhao Shi was silent for a while, then he looked into her eyes and asked, "Zhuzhu, do you want to be the princess?"
Mingzhu couldn't say a word.
She didn't want to.