Mingzhu wanted to scold Zhao Shi for being shameless, but felt that scolding him would be a waste of time. He did so many shameless things to her, and the score would never be settled.
Hong Ling found that she had been absent-minded and in a trance all morning.
Mingzhu braided her daughter's hair and let her play in the yard.
She turned her head and looked at Hongling with a serious expression, "Do you still have daggers at home?"
Hong Ling had bought two daggers for self-defense before, but she always lost them. The two exquisite daggers she bought at a high price had long since disappeared. She asked, "What do you want the daggers for?"
The dazzling sunlight shone on her face. The spring was warm and the sun was a bit scorching.
Her cheeks were a little painful from the sun, and they were hot and red. She held her face up and said seriously: "I want to die together with Zhao Shi."
Only then did Hong Ling find out that the man with bad background was called Zhao Shi, and his name was quite nice. He was gentle and elegant. "Don't be stupid! He will die alone if you want. Your life is more valuable than his, and you don't want to Are you full? I don't know how to raise children."
Mingzhu just thinks about it.
Hong Ling was really afraid that she would not be able to think about it, so she began to persuade her earnestly, "There is nothing in this world that is difficult to deal with. If he is rejected a few times, he might not come back."
Mingzhu smiled bitterly, "He wants me to go with him."
"What!?" Hong Ling's tone suddenly became bitter, "He is so shameless. Isn't he already married? Does he want you to be my concubine?!"
Mingzhu thinks this should be the case. If so, she will have to be bullied by Mingru holding her head.
When at home, a concubine is no match for a legitimate daughter.
If you marry someone else, your concubines can't compete with your main wife, not to mention that Mingru is already the princess.
Maybe Mingru and Zhao Shi even have children.
Mingzhu opened her arms and her beautiful eyes like water glass, and asked sincerely: "What else can I do except die together?"
Hongling thought for a while, "You can be a bad guy! Make his back house uneasy!"
Mingzhu was speechless for a moment.
Hongling looked at her with bright eyes, "Is this a particularly good idea?"
She added: "I think he seems to be very interested in you, so you can go all out and spend his money, harm his people, and make his family uneasy. Why?"
Mingzhu nodded: "Sounds good."
Hong Ling was quite proud, "Evil people will be punished by evil people."
Mingzhu thought for a moment, and it seemed impossible to spend all Zhao Shi's money. She couldn't do it if she was asked to harm other people's lives. She could only do trivial things.
Quite boring.
Mingzhu thought about it for two days. On the morning of the third day, Zhao Shi's carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley.
Mingzhu didn't pack her luggage. She was sitting in the yard basking in the sun. She was sorting out the cotton she bought yesterday and preparing to make a new quilt.
She sat under the tree, her face lowered, half of her face hidden in the darkness where light and shadow could not be seen. The look between her brows and eyes was calm and gentle, and her green-white fingers were picking up the debris in the cotton unhurriedly.
Zhao Shi stood in front of her, his tall figure blocking the light in front of her. He was wearing a lake blue cross-collar gown today, and his figure was tall and slim. He held her hand and asked slowly : "Have your luggage been packed?"
Mingzhu didn't even raise her head, "No."
Zhao Shi didn't seem surprised, and his expression didn't even change.
Mingzhu patted away the cotton balls in the bamboo basket and placed the basket on the stone table. She stood up, her wide sleeves swaying in the wind, and her slender figure looked a bit ethereal. She said, "I have no intention of marrying you." You go."
Zhao Shi raised his eyelids, pursed his lips, smiled, and hummed.
Mingzhu raised her eyes to observe his face and found that he was not surprised at all, nor was he very angry. She relaxed a little and breathed a sigh of relief.
Mingzhu was still too naive and lost her guard against him for a while.
The man struck her on the back of the neck with his palm, knocking her unconscious. He caught her body, held her horizontally in his arms, and carried her directly into the carriage.
Hong Ling was playing boring games with Xiao Man in the house and didn't notice the movement outside the door.
Zhao Shi pushed open the door and looked at the little girl beside her. His eyes unconsciously became gentle. He waved to her, "Want to come over?"
Xiaoman looked at him without moving.
Zhao Shi said: "I will take you to find your mother."
Hongling rushed out and didn't see Mingzhu in the yard. She got angry and turned around to ask loudly where Zhao Shiren had gone. However, his men covered his mouth and dragged him elsewhere.
The little girl was not afraid when she looked at this beautiful uncle. She looked at him curiously with her round eyes. After all, she couldn't resist his temptation and ran to him with her little leather boots on. "Mother, I want mother."
Zhao Shi picked her up. The little girl's body was soft and had a milky smell. He didn't dare to hold her too hard for fear of hurting her.
Zhao Shi carried her into the carriage. When Xiao Man saw his sleeping mother, he fluttered vigorously and tried to crawl to her side.
Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect her to be so lively and active. He hugged her back again and said, "Your mother is asleep."
Xiaoman understood, with an unhappy face.
Zhao Shi was very good at coaxing children and was patient enough. He asked, "Do you want some candy?"
Xiaoman swallowed like a slanderous kitten, but shook his head and said, "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat."
Zhao Shi was a little surprised, so he peeled off the candy wrapper for her and placed the wrapped candy inside in her small palm.
Xiaoman licked his mouth and said, "Okay, then I'll take one."
Just one.
Zhao Shi smiled and said nothing.
He didn't know how to get along with his daughter, who was only two or three years old. If she made someone cry, he didn't know what to do. So he put her aside and let her play by herself.
There are a bunch of toys that children like on the table.
Xiao Man sat next to him, tired from playing and feeling sleepy. He leaned his body back, closed his eyes and opened his mouth slightly, falling asleep.
Zhao Shi carried her into another carriage, where a grandma and a maid took care of her.
It would take at least half a month to rush back to the capital from Yangzhou, but Zhao Shi was in no hurry to rush back. The carriage moved slowly, and when it got dark, Mingzhu was still awake.
There is a post station outside the city for imperial officials to rest.
The wing where His Royal Highness rested had been cleaned by dedicated personnel early on. It was windy at night and the weather got colder as we went north. Zhao Shi covered her body with his pure white cloak, and the hood half covered her little face. He carried her to the side room and gently placed her on the bed.
It would be several hours before she woke up.
The waiter brought hot water for washing and freshly cooked meals. Zhao Shi had no appetite, so after taking a bath and changing clothes, he had all the dishes removed from the table and only had him cook a bowl of sweet porridge.
The waiter at the inn did as he was told and soon brought over sweet porridge with sugar and red dates.
Zhao Shi gently opened Mingzhu's chin with his thumb, and put the spoon against her lips, wanting to feed her some porridge. He didn't eat for a day, fearing that her stomach wouldn't be able to bear it.
The woman in a coma has no consciousness at all.
He was very patient and it took him more than half an hour to finish feeding her the porridge.
There was a sudden knock on the door of the wing, and the maid had no choice but to dare to disturb the prince, "Your Highness, the little princess refuses to eat."
"I know."
Zhao Shi left a few guards outside the door and went to the guest room opposite.
Xiaoman just woke up and didn't see her mother. She was very angry when she woke up. She refused to open her mouth to eat or talk no matter who tried to coax her.
Zhao Shi felt that her temper was exactly the same as when he was a child, and this character was not very likable. He asked: "What's wrong?"
Xiaoman's eyes were red, as if she had cried, "Mother, I want mother."
Zhao Shi walked to the bed, slowly squatted down in front of her, and slowly arranged her messy hair, "Your mother is still sleeping."
Xiaoman sobbed, "But I miss her."
Zhao Shi coaxed her as much as possible, "She will wake up tomorrow."
"I want to sleep with my mother tonight."
"I'm afraid not."
"Why?"
"No reason." Zhao Shi picked her up and said, "You eat first."
Xiaoman knew that she could not defeat this man now. A good man would not suffer the consequences of his immediate loss, so she obediently did not make any more trouble.
Zhao Shi fed her more than half a bowl of rice.
She patted her belly and said, "I'm full."
Zhao Shi hummed and asked someone to bring in hot water. He wiped her face with a towel and then wiped her hands. "Sleep well tonight."
At dawn the next day, the carriage started on the road again.
Mingzhu slowly woke up with a familiar fragrance.
Zhao Shi put down the book he was holding and looked sideways at her. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Does the back of your neck hurt?"
Mingzhu slowly remembered what happened before. He actually knocked her unconscious!
She was so angry, "What's the difference between you and a robber?"
Zhao Shi frowned, as if he didn't hear her words, but still asked: "Turn around, let me see your neck."
Mingzhu pushed him away.
Zhao Shi took back his hand, paused for a long time, and asked, "Do you want some water?"
The carriage was scented with white roses, and the cool and refreshing fragrance soothed her anger.
Mingzhu slept for too long and her head felt a little heavy. She asked, "Where are you?"
Zhao Shi paused for two seconds and said, "We have left Yangzhou City a long time ago."
Mingzhu raised her face to face him, and she scolded him, "You are so shameless."
Zhao Shi smiled instead, seeing that she looked good and didn't care at all that he was being scolded.
Mingzhu's nails hadn't been trimmed for a long time, and she pinched her palms too hard, breaking the skin on her palms. Zhao Shi saw the blood in her palms, grabbed her wrists tightly, and opened her wrists one by one. Pointing his fingers, he raised his eyebrows with a deep expression.
Mingzhu wanted to withdraw her palm.
Zhao Shi lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "Don't move."