Mingzhu knew that Zhao Shixi liked cats and dogs, but he thought the cat was too clean, so she sent the white cat away immediately for fear that he would get angry.
She looked attentively and rolled her round eyes twice. Seeing that he straightened his lips and delayed speaking, she felt increasingly relieved and explained again: "He was lying on the pillow. When he was sleeping, I spoke too loudly and scared him."
After a while, Zhao Shi still had something to say.
Mingzhu tightened the handkerchief in her hand, her heart pounding. After a while, she could tell that Zhao Shi was really annoyed.
The white cat was running around in the house, seemingly frightened. The fluffy tail stood up high like a feather duster, bared its teeth, widened its eyes, and hid in the corner in an aggressive manner.
Mingzhu wanted to pick him up, but couldn't catch him.
The burn on the back of Zhao Shi's hand was deep red, causing a stinging sensation.
If the burn is washed immediately with cold water, it will only become more serious.
The man's expression was cold, his face was slightly lowered, and he could distinguish the mood and anger of his raised eyebrows. He slowly stood up, and his raised Adam's apple slid up and down twice: "I'm going to change my clothes."
Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the white cat was implicated.
Zhao Shi put his long fingers on his waist, pulled gently, and untied his belt, followed by unbuttoning his shirt.
While he was changing clothes, Mingzhu ducked down and caught the white cat hiding under the table. She held the cat in her arms, softly smoothing his fur, and said in a gentle voice, "Be good, don't be afraid."
The cat was gradually soothed by her and began to purr.
Zhao Shi changed into a water-blue gown with gauze sleeves, which was elegant and airy, giving off a distinctly cold and aloof chill. However, he looks very good today. His lips are red and his teeth are white, and the tail of his eyes is light red. The thin water red color evokes the color separation, and his eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept. He is extremely beautiful.
He looked at the cat in her arms and frowned slightly. The cat was just rolling around and shedding a lot of hair, but it was very clean.
The man's thin lips moved slightly, and when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
After a while, Mingzhu handed the white cat to the maids and asked them to take it down and take good care of it. She seemed very relieved and warned her over and over again: "He's brave, please coax him more and touch him." His belly, he’ll explode and bite.”
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Seeing this, Zhao Shi asked, "I heard that this cat is very valuable, and it is very easy to raise."
Mingzhu turned around and said, "They are more fragile than other cats."
Zhao Shi sat down as if nothing had happened and said calmly: "Let him go to bed."
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The rain fell intermittently outside the window. The belated summer rain did cool down the sultry weather.
A thunder struck, and Mingzhu's face turned a little pale.
Zhao Shi knew that she was afraid of thunder, so he wanted to reach out and touch her, but he was also afraid of seeing her dodge his movements, so his outstretched fingers gradually curled up, and he said, "Play a game of chess with me."
Dark clouds filled the sky, and the room was dimly lit.
After Zhao Shi said this, he stood up and lit the candles on the candlestick. The candlelight gradually illuminated every corner, and the candlelight swayed gently.
Mingzhu sat down opposite him. She held the white chess piece. Before she made the move, she said, "I've played against you before."
Zhao Shi smiled softly, "Really? What does this have to do with it?"
Playing chess is just a pastime.
Mingzhu didn't understand Go before, and it was Zhao Shi who taught her how to play the game step by step. She is not as cunning as him, and it seems that she has never defeated him.
The two of them sat by the window and played a game of Go quietly.
On the chessboard, the pearl was left behind by pieces of armor he killed, and the battle was brutal. Zhao Shi had no intention of letting her go. He would go around and tease her, and then give her a fatal blow after teasing her enough.
Mingzhu felt sulky, but she was also a loser. She was very good at chess, so she couldn't blame Zhao Shi for letting her go.
After half a stick of incense, Mingzhu calmed down and put down the chess piece in her hand, "I want to play."
Zhao Shi patiently cleaned up the mess, "If you think too far and too far, you will lose."
Mingzhu thought that she should waste her time playing chess with him instead of making two clothes for Manduo. She pursed her lips and said, "I am indeed smart enough."
"I said you are smart." Zhao Shi explained for himself and put away the chessboard on the low table.
Mingzhu Fang saw the red mark on the back of his hand, a large area of red skin, which was shocking. Later, she realized that the red mark was probably caused by hot water. Since he felt the pain himself, she didn't know how to ask.
However, the burn on the back of Zhao Shi's hand gradually worsened, and the skin seemed to be burning, with several blood blisters appearing on it.
Zhao Shi took out the ointment from the cabinet and applied it himself.
The room was immediately filled with the refreshing fragrance of medicine, which was refreshing but not unpleasant.
Zhao Shi stayed in Mingzhu's house for the whole afternoon, and the two of them exchanged words. If it was because it was pouring rain outside, she wanted to escape elsewhere.
Mingzhu was bored and wanted to talk to Zhao Shi, so she found two books to read. Just because she had great luck today, the stories in the books were extremely boring, like an old woman's foot wraps, smelly and long. She almost fell asleep watching it.
When it was time for dinner, the maids arranged the meals one by one.
Zhao Shi asked someone to bring a pot of peach blossom wine. The man explained in her surprised eyes: "This wine tastes wrong. You can try it."
Mingzhu poured a glass of warm wine. It had a mellow aroma and smelled very sweet. She took a few sips and found that the taste was really good.
Zhao Shi has a good drinking capacity, so he can only drink as much as he wants.
On the contrary, Mingzhu herself drank most of the bottle of wine without realizing it, and the room seemed to be intoxicated with the fragrance of peach.
Mingzhu's cheeks were red and she was still conscious.
When Zhao Shi realized that she had drunk a lot of wine, it was too late. He sighed: "Zhuzhu, this wine has a lot of stamina."
Mingzhu shook her head, tried to open her eyes, and said patiently: "It's okay."
Apart from being a little dizzy, she also felt comfortable in other ways.
She shook the wine bottle, poured the last bit into the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhao Shi wanted to stop him, but she pushed him away in anger. She must have been a little drunk and said, "You have to control me."
Mingzhu also gets into trouble when she drinks too much. When she gets the energy, she throws herself on the bed, closes her eyes and rests.
After a while, she fell asleep.
Zhao Shi wiped her face with a wet towel. The woman lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, as if she was looking at him, but also as if she wasn't.
Her eyes were empty, and she suddenly grabbed his wrist and called him confidently: "Help me put down my hair."
Zhao Shi said humbly, gently took off the silver hairpin she used to tie her hair, and then stood up to get a comb. He gently held her back with his palm and smoothed her hair.
Mingzhu squinted her eyes in comfort. When she opened her mouth to speak, her breath seemed to be filled with lingering fragrance. She added, "I also need shoes and socks."
She hugged the quilt and said, "I want to sleep."
Zhao Shi suddenly felt that it might not be a bad thing for her to be drunk. He had seen her look this soft for a long time, and she was so defensive that she would avoid him like a jackal, tiger, or leopard.
She is sweet and soft, even her squeamishness is pleasing to the eye.
Zhao Shi took off her shoes again, paused with his fingers, and untied the thin straps on her clothes so that she could sleep more comfortably.
Mingzhu said she would sleep, but she fell asleep peacefully after drinking. She put her face on his palm, woke up vaguely in the middle of the night, and found a more comfortable position to continue sleeping.
Her head just happened to press Zhao Shi's burned hand. He woke up from the pain, the blood bubbles burst, and pus mixed with blood flowed out.
When Mingzhu woke up, the man beside her was still getting up.
Her head hurt a little, so she slowly sat up from the bed, looked down at Zhao Shi, who was still sleeping soundly, and somewhat remembered what happened last night.
Zhao's consciousness was light, and he opened his eyes when he heard the noise. His voice was hoarse and lazy: "Do you have a headache?"
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Zhao Shi was confused because she was sleeping. He sat up and put his hand on her forehead to test the temperature, "Still sleepy?"
Mingzhu came back to her senses and asked, "Are you going to have morning service today?"
Zhao Shidan replied: "It's useful."
Mingzhu sighed, then got out of bed and put on her clothes.
It rained heavily yesterday, but it was sunny this morning.
When Zhao Shi was having breakfast, he seemed to say casually: "Tomorrow, the embroiderer from the palace will come to measure you."
Mingzhu's hand holding the spoon loosened, "What are you doing?"
Zhao Shi raised his eyes and said, "Prepare wedding clothes."
Mingzhu didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zhao Shi may discuss this matter with her, and no matter what she is willing to do, it must be done.
After breakfast, Zhao Shi went to the palace, and Mingzhu could finally take a breath.
It's almost noon, and the invited troupe has already arrived at the stage, waiting to go on stage in the afternoon to start singing.
Manager Lin said to Mingzhu, "His Highness specifically ordered them to come and perform for you."
He then added: "Your Highness was afraid that you might find it interesting to listen to the opera alone, so he invited a few people to accompany you."
Mingzhu is indeed boring, with no fun and no hope.
She felt as if a part of herself really stayed in Jiangnan.
She was in a low mood and responded lazily: "I know."
Mingzhu soon found out who Zhao Shi had invited to the house to accompany her to the opera. They were basically all noble ladies from aristocratic families in the capital, and all of them were of low status.
The attitude of these girls towards her was completely different from before.
Not only polite, but also full of compliments.
He praised her to the extreme and said all the nice things.
The other sisters from the Ming family also came shamelessly and stood aside in embarrassment, not talking to each other.
Mingru was forced to come here by Mrs. Hou. Mrs. Hou wanted her to have a good relationship with Mingzhu and use this relationship to pave the way for her successful son.
Mingru gritted her teeth in hatred when she saw Mingzhu surrounded by stars holding the moon.
Mingzhu suddenly understood why everyone wanted to climb up. When you are at a high place, everyone who sees you must be courteous and polite, and offer you services like they offer to your ancestors.
When Ming Yuan saw her today, she was willing to endure the humiliation, smiled at her, and called her "sister."
Mingzhu only felt funny when she heard this sincere words from her younger sister.
She recognized these ladies from the aristocratic family, but she did recognize the sister from the Gu family whom she had not seen for a long time.
Mingzhu was sure before that Zhao Shi was really attracted to this decent and handsome Sister Gu. Once she heard from the girl next to her that Sister Gu was already married to the right match, she immediately knew.
Zhao Shi originally had a conscience and was sincere.
For those whom you truly cherish, you will be willing to fight for love with a sword.
Shortly after the singing started on the stage, Zhao Shi came back from the palace.
He didn't go to the pavilion to disturb them while they were listening to the play, but went straight to the study. The maid who was personally serving Mingzhu ran over in a panic and took out a black bottle from her sleeve.
The maid looked calm and told the truth: "Your Highness, this is the medicine bottle that I accidentally discovered when I was cleaning the room today."
Zhao Shi didn't know that this was the poison given to Mingzhu by Hongling.
The man opened it and smelled the medicine, and immediately frowned. After thinking about it, he knew clearly what a good thing this was.