The Ming family politely gave away the pearl, but it seemed that their attitude was not that of their daughter who had been sold, but they needed to deal with the distinguished guest. I wish I could give this little Buddha away quickly, lest she stay and cause trouble again.
Mingzhu stayed in front of Zhao Shi for a long time, and also learned some of his ability to hide his emotions. There is medicine hidden in his sleeve, his heartbeat is pounding, but he still looks calm on the surface.
After being dismissed from his job, Mr. Ming watched her get on the carriage and his attitude toward her was quite kind. His words were filled with words such as "If anything happens in the future, you won't even come back." "Please don't cause trouble in our house" or something like that.
Mingzhu seemed to be as gentle and good-tempered as before, but she replied: "Uncle , it is thanks to you that I can establish a relationship with the prince."
The implication is that I hold grudges very much. You did good things in the first place, so don’t even think about severing the relationship.
Master Ming suddenly choked up and scolded him, unable to speak out. How could she blame her family for this? It didn't make any sense to break off the engagement at the beginning. Besides, her life would definitely be better now than marrying Wei Chiyu.
Repaying kindness with hatred, not knowing kindness.
Ming gave her away. At that moment, he didn't like anything he saw. He took it out on the servants around him and kicked her twice. "It really turned her upside down."
Madam she poured a cup of herbal tea, "Master , please calm down."
Master Ming was used to living a life of arrogance and luxury, and couldn't bear the slightest anger. He immediately slammed the table and said, "You didn't see what Mingzhu said to me just now! Where did she go before? How dare you talk to me like this!"
Madam looked at him coldly, "After all, we were really sorry for her about what happened back then."
Without even saying hello, he was tied up and carried into the prince's backyard. It's normal for her to feel resentful.
Mr. Ming took a big sip of tea, his anger still lingering, "What she said was like threatening us."
"No." Madam said: "Mingzhu's temperament is not much different from her mother's. Some things are just words. After all, she is a soft-hearted person."
Even though Mingzhu's mother has been alive for many years, Mingzhu's father still remembers her mother's appearance. Mingzhu's face is more harmful to others and herself than her mother's. It’s also very beautiful.
Madam continued: "What if you just tolerate her?"
Isn’t Mingru going to get married right away? His Royal Highness has someone beside him who knows both coldness and warmth, so naturally he becomes a little cold towards Mingzhu.
"That's all, we can't see each other more than a few times a year."
After Mr. Ming comforted himself in this way, he still felt a little aggrieved, "Why does the prince judge people by their appearance?"
I took a fancy to Mingzhu's face.
Madam is too lazy to talk to him anymore. Which man in the world doesn't judge people by their appearance? Don’t they all like women who are as beautiful as flowers? He himself often goes out to drink wine.
"What's she doing here today? She's not close to Qi'er either." Master Ming asked.
Madam also found it strange and frowned, "I heard that Qi'er is here to express her congratulations, but I think she is more like reminiscing with her former maid."
"That maid of hers is also very thoughtful. You see, this matter is definitely not that simple."
"I'll have someone call that girl over later to come and ask."
"Call her here now and ask her carefully."
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It started to rain outside. Biying got out of the carriage first and got an oil-paper umbrella. Holding the umbrella, Mingzhu helped her get out of the carriage.
Zhao Shi happened to come back from the palace at this hour. Half of his clothes were wet, and he felt something was wrong. It was a bit cold on the rainy day, so he took his robe from the carriage, put it on her body, and wrapped her up. Then he touched her hand again and asked the maid in a cold voice to prepare a hand warmer.
At the transition from summer to autumn, the weather also changes at the drop of a hat. The temperature dropped sharply, the clothes and clothes were wet with rain, and it was bitingly cold.
Zhao Shi knew that she had returned to Ming's house today. While she was warming her hands, he asked, "Would you like to have something to eat first?"
Mingzhu felt that her body was wrapped in his aura inside and out. She was not used to it. She avoided his eyes and said, "Well, I'm hungry."
In fact, she had just eaten a few snacks in the carriage to fill her stomach, but she was not full yet. The child in her stomach was too much to eat.
Zhao Shi raised his eyes and looked at the maid outside the curtain, and ordered: "Go and prepare some dishes that girls like to eat."
The maid immediately went to the kitchen to deliver the message.
Mingzhu still had medicine hidden in her sleeve. She looked unnatural, took her hand out of his palm, and hid it behind her back.
Zhao Shi looked down at her belly, refraining from touching it, and kept his expression as usual. He said casually: "In the next two days, the weather will improve. Come with me to the palace to see my mother."
He told his mother yesterday that Mingzhu was pregnant.
Mingzhu said nothing.
Zhao Shi put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear: "My mother should also be very happy to see the child."
Mingzhu suddenly felt that Zhao Shi had more expectations for this child than she had imagined. He seemed to really like this child.
She tensed her back and lowered her eyelashes, "Okay."
The corners of Zhao Shi's lips were raised slightly, and he gave a soft sigh without leaving any trace. The cold frost on his brows and eyes seemed to be melted by the spring breeze. He tightened his arms and hugged her tighter. His voice was gentle and gentle. He said hurriedly: "I asked the child to get a pair of safety locks and two pairs of collars."
Mingzhu couldn't tell what she felt, so she asked in a low voice: "Is it too early?"
Zhao Shi said: "It's not too early. If you don't like the style of the Ping An lock, you can ask the craftsmen to make it again."
It’s hard for Mingzhu to answer the phone.
Zhao Shi looked at her lower abdomen, and the feeling became more and more obvious. Fortunately, during this period, there was nothing wrong with her body.
"I'll ask the embroiderer to make some new clothes in two days."
"You don't know whether it's a boy or a girl, so there's no need to be in such a hurry to make clothes."
Zhao Shi placed his fingers gently on her waist, paused, and said, "Girl."
Mingzhu opened her round eyes, looked at him in confusion, and asked, "How do you know?"
Zhao Shi explained to her: "Doctor, if you check the pulse, it's likely to be a girl."
After he finished speaking, he frowned gently, his frown also relaxed, and he said, "It doesn't matter if it's a girl, I like girls."
As a father for the first time, Zhao Shi also felt a very strange feeling in his heart. He felt it was magical and a little unbelievable. This child seems to be very sensible, not noisy, and quiet.
When she is born, she will definitely be a very quiet little girl.
Zhao Shi had some free time in the past few days to think of a name for his child. He was not in a hurry about the first name, but he also thought about a suitable nickname.
When Mingzhu learned that there was a little girl, her heart melted. She closed her eyes and couldn't bear it. She didn't speak for a long time.
Zhao Shi thought she was tired and didn't bother her.
The maid prepared the dishes in the kitchen and brought them to her. Mingzhu smelled the aroma and the greedy food in her stomach was aroused. She stopped thinking about the child and broke away from his arms and sat down. At the dinner table, looking at the table full of food, I had no appetite.
Zhao Shi asked her to eat more so as not to wake up hungry again in the middle of the night.
Mingzhu suppressed the heavy stone in her heart and felt cruel, she really couldn't keep this child.
She immersed herself in eating, and stopped using her chopsticks when she couldn't eat any more.
Later in the evening, Zhao Shi put the lampshade on the candlestick, and the candles in the room were extinguished one by one, leaving only two dim and low candles beside the bed.
Mingzhu stood on tiptoe, using scissors to cut the wick, and the candle was barely bright.
She leaned against the pillow and read for a while. The candle was almost burned out before she felt tired. Mingzhu rubbed her eyes, blew out the candle, slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.
At noon the next day, Mingzhu first opened Biying's hand, and then she was so bold that she asked the maid to take the abortion medicine she got yesterday and cook it in the kitchen.
"The doctor will prescribe the tonic and bring it to you when it's ready."
The little girl was new here and didn't say a few words to Mingzhu at all. She only knew that Mingzhu was very timid, so she didn't think much about it. Shahuhu took the medicine and went to the kitchen.
The little girl watched as the people in the kitchen cooked the medicine, and then brought the dark soup to Mingzhu.
The bowl was dark and the concoction was still steaming. Mingzhu looked down for a long time, and her fingers couldn't help but clenched her dress tightly. She said, "You can go out first."
"." The little girl felt that Miss Mingzhu's face didn't look good, she was a little strange, and she was distracted.
Mingzhu stared at the medicine bowl, her hands trembling, and she couldn't make up her mind at this moment.
The child in her belly suddenly kicked her at this moment. Her eyes turned red and she felt a little reluctant to let go.
The little girls were outside the yard, taking care of their master. During their free days, they would sit on the porch and embroider purses together.
The teenage girls gathered together, and although they deliberately lowered their voices, they were still noisy.
His Royal Highness the Prince rushed back from the palace on horseback, his whole body exuding a biting cold air, his face cold and expressionless.
The little girls were so frightened that they hurriedly hid the things in their hands behind their backs and bowed their heads in salute.
Zhao Shi didn't even look at them, kicked open the courtyard door, and asked in a cold voice: "Where are you girls?"
"Drink medicine in the house."
Zhao Shi's face turned pale, his expression was tense, and his eyes were cold. He asked in a hoarse voice: "What medicine?"
The little girl said truthfully: "The doctor prescribes tonic."
Zhao Shi's heart was still hanging in the air. When he left the palace this morning, he was stopped by Master Ming at the entrance of the palace.
Zhao Shiben didn't want to pay attention to him.
However, Ming master pestered to tell him something important .
Zhao Shi thought it was a big deal.
She only heard Master Ming tell her mysteriously: "Mingzhu is pregnant!"
Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "So?"
Mr. Ming had completely misunderstood. That girl Arou had a very tight mouth. Last night, he was stunned that he couldn't pry out any interesting information from her mouth. No matter how smart the fox is, there are times when a fox shows its tail. After a little research, it turns out that she asked the gatekeeper to buy an abortion pill for her.
They didn't find this medicine, and they definitely wouldn't take it by herself, so Mingzhu would take it.
His Highness the Crown Prince would never allow a concubine to give birth to her first child. She had heard earlier that Mingzhu drank cold pills every day to prevent pregnancy, so this child must be an unknown evil, so she hurriedly got rid of it. Lose.
It didn't matter that she had become a bastard. If His Highness the Crown Prince found out afterwards, there was no chance that the Ming family would be implicated.
Master Ming is very dissatisfied with his cheating niece again. Shouldn't he get rid of her when he gets the chance? That's fine. Ming Ru was born as a legitimate daughter. First, she had to remove an obstacle.
Who would have thought that His Highness the Prince would not be surprised at all when he heard the news that Mingzhu was pregnant.
Mr. Ming was very depressed. He said: "This child Mingzhu has been spoiled by us, so she did such a treasonous thing. Tiger poison does not eat its seeds. In order to hide her scandal, she even Getting rid of your own child is so heartbreaking.”
Zhao Shi stopped and stared at him sharply, "What did you say?"
Mr. Ming's scalp felt numb when he saw these eyes, "I'll tell you the truth. When Mingzhu came back yesterday, she asked someone for abortion pills. She really did something wrong."
He said sanctimoniously: "No matter what happens, she is still of the same flesh and blood."
Zhao Shi's expression suddenly changed, and he strode forward.
Master Ming was ecstatic, and he chased after him to continue fanning the flames.
When Zhao Shi was in the way, he pushed him away and said angrily: "Get out!"
Mr. Ming almost fell down and was shocked. It seemed that his niece had made a fool of herself. What man could bear to wear a cuckold on his head? This violent storm is afraid of .
The sky was getting dark and the soup in the bowl was getting cold.
Mingzhu picked up the medicine bowl with trembling hands and swallowed it down her throat. Just as she closed her eyes and drank it in one gulp, the door to the room outside was kicked open with such force that the door bolt flew into two halves and stabbed. The wooden planks were torn apart.
Mingzhu's heart trembled, and she subconsciously looked over there.
The man stood by the door with a gloomy face, striding in front of her, pinching her wrist hard, his eyes filled with bright blood lines, staring straight at her, as if she was Eaten alive.
Zhao Shihen gritted his teeth, "Zhuzhu, you are so brave."