Mingzhu foolishly thought that Zhao Shi mentioned her eldest sister because her eldest sister was entrusted by her family to come to Wangyue Pavilion to look for her. She naively began to dream that her eldest sister would take her back to the Ming family.
Zhao Shi lowered his head and looked at her moist and clear eyes. The light from the window panes reflected her eyes, which were moist and clear, black and round, like the bright moon washed by water, so beautiful and clean that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Zhao Shi swallowed silently, curled his thumbs, and resisted covering her eyes.
He said: "Just ask casually, you don't have to think too much."
Zhao Shi's words were like cold water in her pocket, extinguishing her newly ignited hope.
"oh."
Zhao Shi held her waist, and his nose was filled with the girl's unique fragrance. He had not been close to her for more than half a month, so he was inevitably moved at this moment.
He rarely restrained himself in front of Mingzhu. He gently raised her chin and stared at the blush on the girl's cheeks with his dark pupils. The force on his fingers gradually deepened, forcing her to open her lips slightly and kiss her. Go down.
Mingzhu staggered back two steps, her lower back pressed against the table, unable to retreat. She was forced to raise her white neck to meet his kiss, and a few gossamer gasps escaped from her lips and teeth.
Zhao Shi let go of her waist and calmly arranged her slightly messy hair.
The maids brought the freshly brewed ginger soup into the room. They all buried their heads and didn't dare to look around.
Zhao Shi asked them all to go out.
The door was closed tightly, and the wind and snow outside were also shut out.
"Drink the ginger soup to drive away the cold."
Mingzhu's face wrinkled into a small bun, and she softly discussed with him, "Can you not drink it? I'm not sick."
She hates eating ginger, and the soup she uses to make it tastes spicy and unacceptable.
After she said this, she raised her eyes and looked at him. The man's face was as usual, cold and white. He was sitting in front of the table, calmly, and cast a faint gaze towards her, exerting a subtle sense of oppression. .
"You just blew the wind, don't touch your body."
Mingzhu didn't think her body was so weak, not to mention that she didn't stand in the snow for long before he caught her.
She didn't want to drink, so she lowered her head and said nothing, expressing her resistance with silence.
Zhao Shi didn't seem to be annoyed. After being quiet for a few seconds, he picked up the ginger soup in front of him, holding the spoon, "Come here, I'll feed you."
Mingzhu's heart tightened when she saw him holding the bowl. The scene inexplicably overlapped with the scene before her death in her previous life. In his previous life, he might as well have poured medicine into her and forced her to die, so that she could die more happily.
She couldn't resist him, lowered her face and said in a low voice, "I'll drink it myself."
Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows, his expression turned cold, but without saying anything else, he handed the bowl in his hand to her.
Mingzhu frowned and drank a bowl of ginger soup, then looked at Zhao Shi, but didn't know what to say.
She clutched the hem of her skirt, her body tensed, and she could not sit still.
Fortunately, Zhao Shi didn't stay here too long. He was not an idler. Even if he took time to come to Wangyue Pavilion, he still had to go to the study to handle business.
After Zhao Shi left, Mingzhu breathed a long sigh of relief.
Biying walked in with gentle steps and asked: "Girl, have you reconciled with His Highness?"
Mingzhu spoke vaguely, "There was no quarrel."
No matter what, Biying was relieved. As long as His Highness is still willing to come, the girl will not fall out of favor.
Feeling happy but also a little melancholy, Biying looked at her with a sympathetic look, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The news that the prince was going to marry the concubine had already spread, and she didn't know where the girl Mingzhu would go.
Mingzhu had just drank ginger soup, and there was still a lingering spicy taste in her mouth. She drank two glasses of water to suppress the taste.
Biying suddenly said: "Girl, I will help you change your clothes."
Mingzhu didn't know why, and looked at her with round black eyes without blinking, "I look pretty good now."
Biying smiled and said, "The prince is staying over tonight. Have you forgotten the fairy dress you wore last time?"
After her reminder, Mingzhu did think about it. If nothing else, Zhao Shi really liked her wearing that skirt.
After thinking about it, she said, "If you don't change it, it will be cold."
There was charcoal burning all the time in the house, and it was so warm that it wasn't cold at all. This is just the reason why Mingzhu doesn't want to change her clothes.
Biying has no bad intentions, she just wants to help Miss Mingzhu stay with the Crown Prince for a few more days as much as possible.
Mingzhu knew that Zhao Shi was staying here tonight, so she sighed, a touch of sadness lingering between her eyebrows.
While her maid was away, she took out all the jewelry that Zhao Shi had given her and counted them. Silver hairpins, gold jewelry, and many rare trinkets. She looked at the pile of golden treasures and thought: Find an opportunity to pawn it for money.
But it is difficult for her to go out.
From the time she was carried into Wangyue Pavilion, she never stepped out of the door here again. It's not an exaggeration to say she was under house arrest. Sometimes she couldn't understand why Zhao Shi guarded her more strictly than he guarded prisoners.
The plan for now is to find an opportunity to get out, instead of being locked up here and waiting to die.
Biying knocked on the door outside the house, "Girl."
Mingzhu felt guilty and immediately hid the valuable jewelry in the cabinet, adjusted her breathing, and said, "What's the matter?"
Biying said: "Your Highness asked someone to bring Arou back."
Mingzhu was overjoyed and quickly opened the door. When she saw the skinny little girl behind Biying, her eyes suddenly felt sore.
Arou's eyes turned red and she choked with sobs: "Miss."
Mingzhu wiped the tears from her face and said, "Don't cry. I will never let others bully you in the future."
Ah Rou doesn't feel aggrieved at all. Her life was given by the lady, and she will never regret anything she does.
Biying only brought Arou to see her once, then took her back, saying that Arou could only come back to serve her after she freshened up and changed clothes.
Mingzhu was a little surprised that Zhao Shi was so easily persuaded by her this time and returned Arou to her.
She silently thought that maybe Zhao Shi was just a coquettish person.
Arou couldn't help but ask Biying on the way, "How is Your Highness treating my young lady?"
Biying thought for a while and said truthfully: "Your Highness has always treated girls very well."
Ah Rou sniffed, not believing what she said. If it was really good, how could she be willing to waste it
Her young lady should have had a good marriage and lived a stable and happy life. When Ah Rou was working hard in the woodshed, she heard that the young lady's ex-fiancé had won the Jinshi Scholarship and was now regarded as one of the best among men.
The young lady was supposed to be the wife of a Jinshi, but now she is not even as good as an outside wife.
and…
Moreover, Ah Rou knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was just looking for looks and judging people by their appearance. He had no sincerity towards the young lady at all.
His Royal Highness and Prince Cheng mentioned the young lady. Arou was hiding in the rockery in the backyard and overheard what they said.
The prince didn't like her young lady at all. I don't know when the misunderstanding arose, but he actually thought that her young lady was no different from those scheming concubines who climbed up high branches and used tricks to get to the top.
Biying found new clothes for Arou and said a few more words before handing them to her: "Arou, you must know that His Highness the Crown Prince is our master. You can't be stupid this time. You will definitely not be able to escape. When the time comes when the girl is punished, you will also feel sad."
Ah Rou took the clothes and said, "Yeah."
Biying felt that they had suffered a failed escape attempt once and would not do it a second time.
Wangyue Pavilion was very busy that day, and Mingru came to visit in the afternoon.
She is the eldest daughter of the Ming family, with a distinguished status. She stands quietly at the door with an unusual aura.
Mingru wore a crimson coat and skirt today, with patches of rose flowers embroidered on the skirt. She wore a jade bracelet of excellent color on her snow-white wrist. She wore light makeup on her face and a little rose between her eyebrows. She said: " Could you please inform me that I am here to see my sister."
The guard at the gate was about to deliver a message. Aunt Liu, who was in charge, happened to be passing by. When she heard that the serious eldest lady of the Ming family was coming, she was immediately invited in.
Mingru thanked her grandma and was led to the backyard.
Mingru hadn't seen this beautiful sister for a long time, and she almost forgot about her.
If she hadn't been about to become the prince's concubine, she might not have been able to remember that this concubine was warming the prince's bed.
Mingru met the prince at a palace banquet a few days ago. She felt that the prince had a good impression of her. She also discussed a few poems with her and praised her for her talents and tutoring.
Mingru knew that the prince was a very traditional man who liked women who came from an innocent background and were educated and sensible.
Mingru entered the master bedroom of Wangyue Pavilion, saw the furnishings inside, and clenched her fingers.
The floor is covered with golden cushions, and the corners of the walls are wrapped with gold foil. The poems, calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls are rare and unique.
This lowly concubine's life was better than she imagined.
Mingzhu was startled, "Eldest...eldest sister?!"
Mingru did everything right and smiled at her, "Sister, long time no see."
Mingzhu thought that it was indeed a long time since she had seen him. She is not a fool. Her sister-in-law is coming in a menacing manner, and it is not like she is here to talk about the love between sisters.
Mingru sat down generously and drank a cup of tea, "I came today because I want to tell you something."
"What's up?"
"His Highness and I are in love, and His Highness also intends to marry me as his concubine."
Mingzhu only knew that Princess Xiangyang was the crown prince's concubine in her previous life, but she didn't know that Mingru would become his concubine.
She lowered her head and said nothing.
Mingru was very proud and said: "The Ming family has a very strict family tradition, and it would be very hard to hear the news that sisters serve one husband together."
Mingzhu wanted to laugh a little. Did the strict family tradition just give her away and use her as a bed warmer
Mingru raised her eyes and looked at her, "As a sister, I'm here to remind you that you'd better make plans early so that you can take care of yourself."
Mingzhu didn't want to be bullied by her in vain, so she said with a cold face: "Biying, see you off."
Mingru stood up after drinking tea and looked at her deeply. No matter how much time passed, she hated her concubine's beautiful face that made people jealous.
She used the words rather disdainfully, "You are just a plaything, let me see how long you can show off your power."
Mingzhu didn't take her words seriously at all. Let's just be sarcastic. What can a person who has died once not look away from
Soon what happened in the afternoon reached the ears of His Royal Highness.
Mingzhu heard from Biying that Zhao Shi had lost his temper after a long time.
After listening to the guard's report, the man was silent for a long time. The atmosphere in the study room dropped to freezing point. Suddenly, the man raised his palm and slapped it hard. His voice was low in anger, "I didn't say that she was not allowed to see outsiders. ?"
The guard's mouth was bleeding, and half of his face was numb.
The prince may seem frail, but his palms are very strong, and he has a pair of broken palms, so slapping someone in the face is extremely painful.
The study was not far from the master bedroom. When Zhao Shi went back, Mingzhu was sitting under the window making a lantern, surrounded by several maids.
He ordered everyone else to step back and looked at her face in silence.
Her facial features are very beautiful, her lips are red and her teeth are white, she is beautiful and delicate.
When Mingzhu saw him suddenly coming over, she put down the things in her hands and slowly stood up. Her little head began to think wildly.
Why is Zhao Shi here? Still a little angry
Mingzhu still had something to ask for, but she was unsure of his mood so she held back and didn't say anything.
"Your Highness, do you want to eat?"
"You are hungry?"
"Kind of."
"Ask them to prepare food."
"Um."
After dinner, rest for a while, and then take a shower and change clothes.
Mingzhu endured her shyness and put on the Liuxian skirt he liked, and sat shyly on the edge of the bed, waiting for the man who was taking a bath and changing clothes to come over.
She slowly raised her eyelashes, her face was flushed by the candlelight, and her ears were hot and soft. She looked at the man shyly and timidly, and for the first time, she took the initiative to hook his finger. She said: "Your Highness, I have something to tell you. explain."
Zhao Shi's fingers were entangled with her black hair, going around and around, and his voice was calm and soft: "Yes."
Mingzhu said boldly: "I want to go home and see."
She wanted to take this opportunity to pawn the jewelry for money.
Zhao Shi's hand paused, and the fingers tangled in her hair curled up casually without hurting her. He asked, "Who do you want to see?"
Her ex-fiancé whom she couldn't forget