Even though Zhao Shi didn't understand medical science, he knew the effects of musk as a medicinal herb.
The man's tight eye sockets were aching, and he stared at the pills in his chest. He took some of them without pointing, and kneaded the pills into fine powder.
After a while, Zhao Shi lowered his eyelashes and closed the bottle cap without changing his expression. He tried his best not to smash the medicine bottle to pieces.
With a cold, snow-white face, he turned around and his faint eyes stopped at the woman sleeping on the bed. Her little face is flushed from sleep, like a ripe pink peach, her eyelashes are hanging down obediently, her little mouth is slightly open for breathing, her lips are red and her teeth are white, she is both beautiful and well-behaved.
She slept very well. She curled up into a ball and nestled quietly in the quilt. Her beautiful fingers gently grasped the corners of the quilt and did not move.
Zhao Shi thought about those days when she was really good. He thought she had figured it out, and it turned out that she was pretending everything.
No wonder she was so resistant to the doctor just now, making various excuses not to have her pulse diagnosed or to see a doctor.
While she was facing him, she deceived him without hesitation.
Zhao Shi left the bedroom quietly and ordered the doctor to be called back after he had just sent him away.
As soon as the doctor returned to the medicine shop, he was hurriedly taken into a carriage and taken to the prince's house. He didn't even have time to sit down and take a sip of water. He is an old man and cannot withstand such torture.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the cold-faced man in front of him, who was as quiet as ice and did not dare to speak rashly.
Zhao Shi took out the small medicine bottle from his sleeve and gently placed it on the table, "Open it and see what kind of medicine it is."
The doctor quickly said yes, stepped forward and took the medicine bottle, poured it out and looked at it, then put his nose down and smelled carefully.
This medicine is not difficult to recognize, and it is not a special or unusual medicine. It is the most common anti-pregnancy drug, but it is extremely powerful and very bad for the body.
The doctor thought about it for a while and said, "Your Highness, this medicine is for contraception."
Zhao Shi guessed it, so he raised his lips and made a cold sound.
"Even if you don't want to have children, you should never take medicine." He continued: "The medicine is extremely powerful. If you take too much, you may have trouble conceiving for the rest of your life."
Zhao Shi didn't say anything after hearing this, and the look in his eyes turned into a puddle of water. The sky was getting dark, twilight was falling, and the room was dimly lit. He sat at the desk with his back to the light, unable to see the expression on his face clearly. He said in a mute voice, "Let's go out."
The doctor received the reward and was sent away again in a daze.
The guard standing guard outside the study suddenly heard a violent sound, like something being smashed.
But soon, the study became quiet and no sound could be heard.
After about half a stick of incense had passed, Zhao Shi opened the door to the study. He was dressed in a lake blue straight suit, with a tall and straight posture. There was no unnecessary expression on his pale face, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. Straight lines, like ice blades, sharp and cold.
Mingzhu slept for too long, and the back of her head hurt. After opening her eyes, she still felt tired. She yawned and wanted to go back to sleep. When she turned over, she accidentally pressed her head. Her head was thin and soft, black and thick, like Silky satin, slippery to the touch.
The slight tingling sensation on her scalp wiped away the remaining sleepiness from her.
Mingzhu sat up, her eyes were dull for a long time, and her hair slowly spread out on her back. She later realized something was wrong, raised her hair and touched her head, her bun had been messed up for a long time. She let go, and she didn't know who helped her put away the hairpin on her head.
Mingzhu gradually came back to her senses, got out of bed and put on her shoes. When she looked outside, she found that it was already night.
She lit two candle lanterns with fire sticks, and the light in the room became a little brighter. The open flame of the red candle lanterns swayed with the wind blowing in from the window.
Mingzhu's sleeves, as thin as cicada wings, swayed with the wind, and the candlelight reflected her snow-white profile. The face reflected in the mirror was gorgeous and moving.
Mingzhu looked at herself in the mirror. After a comfortable sleep, she seemed to look more beautiful, full of energy and radiant. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and touched her face. Her skin felt delicate and smooth.
She sat in front of the dressing mirror and took out a comb from the dressing box. Halfway through combing her hair, her eyes suddenly stopped and the medicine bottle in the box disappeared.
Mingzhu panicked and called Biying in. She asked with a pale face, "Did you touch my makeup box?"
Biying shook her head, "No."
She has never entered the girl's house today, let alone touched her things.
Biying saw her anxious look and said, "Girl, have you lost something?"
Generally, wealthy families have servants with unclean feet. This is the Prince's Mansion. The people below have received strict training and have no courage to do such sneaky things. What's more, ordinary people have no chance to enter Miss Mingzhu's house.
Mingzhu shook her head, looking very weak, and said weakly: "No."
She was going to search carefully again, maybe she had misplaced it by mistake.
Before she could find the pearl, the little maid outside the door said in a respectful voice, "Your Highness."
As the words fell, the door was pushed open by him at the same time.
Mingzhu looked at him, not knowing how to react.
Zhao Shi glanced at Biying's face with cold eyes, and then called out.
The heavy feeling of oppression on the man's body pressed towards Mingzhu. He looked at her coldly and calmly, and remained silent for a long time without speaking.
Mingzhu's calves felt weak due to such a look. She slowly stood up and placed her slender legs on the table to support her body. She wanted to gather her energy to face him, but she couldn't even cope with it. I can't even get out.
The medicine bottle is missing.
There are only a handful of people who can enter and leave her bedroom freely. Apart from him, there really is no one else.
Just now, Mingzhu could still deceive herself and tell herself that she might have remembered the wrong place, and if she looked again, she would find it.
Looking at Zhao Shi's expression, she could no longer lie to herself.
Zhao Shi's voice was hoarse, and he used his usual tone when talking to her, "Have you had enough sleep?"
Mingzhu nodded, and the wind blowing in from the two open windows behind her lifted her silk like clouds, and the hem of her skirt flowed like ruffles. The candlelight illuminated her face so white that there was no blood at all.
Zhao Shi didn't seem to feel her fear. He raised the corner of his mouth, whispered softly, and asked again: "Throwing something away?"
Mingzhu guessed that he must have heard the conversation between herself and Biying. I was panicking, but I calmed down when the last layer of window paper was about to be broken.
Her eyes were red and she said nothing.
Zhao Shi didn't need her answer, so he took out the small medicine bottle from his sleeve, put it in front of her, and asked in a warm voice, "Is it this one?"
Mingzhu almost bit her tongue, as expected, he discovered it. Then there was a sense of anger, how could he just look through her things? Could it be that in his eyes, she really didn't have even a little bit of privacy
Mingzhu bit her teeth too hard, and she bit her lower lip into a small hole. Thin drops of blood seeped into her lips and teeth, and a faint salty taste filled the air.
Zhao Shi seemed to see what she was thinking. The corners of his mouth deepened, but the meaning did not reach his eyes. He said sarcastically: "I saw it accidentally."
She also wore a hairpin on her head, which would inevitably make her feel uncomfortable when sleeping like that, and it would easily pull her head if she turned it over.
"Tell me what's inside." Zhao Shi took a sip of tea and said calmly.
However, Mingzhu was extremely scared. Her calves softened and she fell down on the chair. Her face became whiter and whiter, and her eyes became redder and redder. She took a deep breath, "Shouldn't you know? "
Isn't he here to raise an army to punish someone? Why bother asking her again.
They were silent for a long time.
The overwhelming silence was like a huge stone pressing on her chest.
Zhao Shi raised his hand and smashed the bottle into pieces in front of her. The broken porcelain pieces were scattered around her feet.
He walked up to her, pinched her chin with two fingers, and forced her to raise her head to look at him, "Why don't you want children?"
He even did not hesitate to take some kind of harmful medicine.
Mingzhu lowered his eyelids, and the water drops in his eyes fell and hit his fingertips. The hot temperature seemed to burn a huge painful wound on his finger.
With tears on her face, she said softly: "You didn't want it."
Every time he gave her the soup to avoid children, didn't he just think that she was not worthy of having his child? In this case, how could he really change his mind now? It's nothing more than trying to trap her body with this method. If she has a child, she won't run away for the sake of her child.
Children born in this situation will not receive the love of their father.
As shady as she is.
Why did she need to bring him to this world
Suddenly, Biying stood through the door and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, it's time for dinner."
Zhao Shi told them all to get away in a cold voice.
All of a sudden, there was completely silence.
Mingzhu wiped her tears with her sleeves, her eyes turned red as rabbits, and she said, "Your Highness, you can't be so selfish."
Zhao Shi's throat was sore, and his two words, which did not sound offensive, were like two knives piercing his chest.
He pinched her wrist hard and lost control, "So you would rather take some medicine, right?"
"yes."
"Do you know the consequences of taking some medicine?" He almost gritted his teeth and said in her ear.
Mingzhu nodded, looking very well-behaved, "I know."
She raised her head and nodded, "It's okay. I don't plan to have children in my life."
Especially with his children.
Zhao Shi gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, only to find that he was speechless.
Mingzhu broke away from his wrist and said, "Your Highness, you don't have to be angry. It will be difficult for me to get pregnant again. I took this medicine for my own safety." "
For more than a year, she had sex with him so many times that almost every time someone would stare at her and drink the medicine.
Zhao Shi naturally thought of the first level, Bai Bai's finger bones were clenched together tightly, and his chest hurt when he breathed. He said three good words in a row, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from deep in his throat. , hoarse and hoarse: "I won't force you."
Zhao Shi didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out of the courtyard. His face was pale and he told the housekeeper: "Stay the same as before."
If she doesn’t want it, just keep taking the medicine.
Instead of using it against himself, he might as well fulfill her in this way.