Mingzhu's eyelashes seemed to be stained with a thin layer of water mist. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she looked a little confused, as if she didn't understand the meaning of his words. She murmured: "What?"
Zhao Shi stared at these eyes that were cleaner and clearer than water, swallowed his sore and numb throat, was silent for a moment, raised his hand to hold her cheek, and squeezed out a few words from his throat: "Has he... "
Have I ever touched you.
Zhao Shi took two deep breaths of cold air, as if two sharp knives had cut his throat open, and there was so much blood that he could hardly ask what he was going to say next.
Although Zhao Shi knew that Mingzhu had probably never liked him as much as a man or a woman, at least then she wouldn't be as resistant to him as she is now, and tears would fall down her face at the slightest touch.
He couldn't help but think too much.
But in fact, if Zhuzhu and Weichi had done everything in those two years, he would be helpless: "It's nothing, just go to sleep."
Mingzhu looked lazy and didn't want to pay attention to him, so she turned her back to him.
Zhao Shi gradually calmed down the heat in his abdomen, put his arms around her shoulders, and fell asleep holding her in his arms.
The next day Mingzhu discovered that the opera singer had been changed. Although their faces were still covered with heavy makeup, Mingzhu recognized them.
She pointed at the people on the stage and asked, "Why have they been replaced?"
The monitor of the theater caught the manager's look and did not dare to say anything nonsense. He wiped the sweat that could not help but break out on his forehead and said, "The show is different today, so the people have changed."
Mingzhu said seriously: "I still like the person from yesterday."
It looks pleasing to the eye and very clean.
Manager Lin's heart suddenly lifted. Fortunately, there was a new person today, otherwise this would not have ended well.
Manager Lin smiled coquettishly and hesitated.
Mingzhu added: "Next time I'll listen to the scene yesterday."
Manager Lin's head hurt, so he had to fool him first: "Yes, yes, yes."
Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince was already unhappy that an actor had lost face in front of her yesterday. If she knew that the Crown Princess kept the person in her heart, she would be even more unhappy.
This is not difficult to handle. At worst, we need to change the troupe.
Mingzhu felt sleepy after listening to the opera. On a hot summer day, the cool breeze blowing from the pavilion blew through her light clothes. She yawned and leaned lazily on the chair, half-squinting her eyes as if she was going to sleep.
The little maid walked up and reminded her softly: "Princess, it's windy on the balcony, why don't you go back to the house and sleep?"
Mingzhu raised her eyelids and said, "It's okay, it will be cooler if you blow in the wind."
The little maid hesitated to speak: "You are not in good health..."
Mingzhu interrupted her: "I won't die."
The little maid kept silent and did not dare to persuade him any more.
Mingzhu slept slowly for more than half an hour. When she opened her eyes again, the opera singer on the stage had already been sent out of the house. Mingzhu asked casually what time it was, and then asked: "Has Xiaoman finished class?"
The older child, who is , can’t speak very clearly yet, but a teacher has already come to teach her how to read.
The maid replied: "The little princess's teacher hasn't left yet."
Mingzhu was a little angry after hearing this, and the corners of her mouth straightened: "Go over and take a look."
The teacher who taught the little princess how to read was a young man. He had written several eye-catching policy papers in the past few years, and the articles were truly well-written. Asking him to teach a child is indeed making a fuss out of a molehill.
In particular, the little princess's personality is exactly the same as that of His Highness the Crown Prince.
He is cold and does not like to talk to others.
She also refused to recognize and listen to what he said.
The man actually had a headache. After more than half a month of teaching, the little princess could only recognize a few simple words. He is not a strict teacher, and he can only teach a child who is over 6 years old for fun. Even so, the little princess still does not recognize his name, so it is a bit late today.
Mingzhu rushed in aggressively, and her daughter sat on the chair obediently, holding a brush in her hand, squeezing it and turning it around.
Qi Cheng didn't recognize Mingzhu, but by looking at her appearance and dress, he immediately guessed her identity and received the courtesy.
Mingzhu picked up her daughter. Even if she was angry, her words were soft and weak, "Sir, although I don't understand teaching, I also know that we need to balance work and rest. She is only years old and not a genius. What can she understand? "
Qi Cheng said: "The little princess is very talented and a good young man."
Mingzhu didn't want to hear such words. She felt that it was outrageous to ask such a young child to recognize words for two hours every day.
Even if you want to be enlightened, you must do it step by step.
Mingzhu's face darkened: "I'll send you sir back."
Qi Cheng saw that she was angry now, so he thought for a while and said, "If the princess feels sorry for the child, she can go and talk to the prince."
"I see."
"I'll take my leave now."
Xiaoman hugged her neck and had learned to coax: "Mom, don't be angry."
Mingzhu smiled at her: "Mom is not angry."
When Zhao Shi came back in the evening, Mingzhu took the initiative to talk to him about the incident.
After Zhao Shi heard this, he lost his focus, "Have you met Qi Cheng?" He lowered his eyebrows coldly and whispered, "Don't want him in the future."
Qi Cheng is also good-looking, fair and elegant. Most intellectuals in the world have similar temperaments. Zhao Shi always dislikes her getting involved with other men. Even a few serious words make him feel uncomfortable.
She had taken a second look at the actor yesterday.
Qi Cheng is many times more popular than actors.
Mingzhu felt that Zhao Shi's perfunctory attitude did not take her words to heart at all. She asked the maid to take the child back, and her eyes slowly turned cold: "I don't need my daughter to become a talented woman."
All she wants is that she is safe, free from illness and disaster, and happy.
Zhao Shi explained: "Qi Cheng just plays with her and teaches her a few words."
He gave in and said, "If you don't like him, find another husband."
Mingzhu looked straight at him and said, "Don't you know who I don't like?"
Zhao Shi was quiet and said, "I don't want to know."
When he said this, a rare anger flashed across his brows, and His Royal Highness rarely had such a rogue appearance.
It was not that Mingzhu disapproved of the gentleman who wanted to teach his daughter how to read and write. What made her angry today was that it took too long. In this case, she would go outside the study and watch every day from now on to prevent anything like today from happening again.
Zhao Shi was still unaware of her thoughts and was thinking about whether to change his daughter's teacher.
When she went to bed at night, the cat Mingzhu raised quietly climbed into her bed and lay lazily on her bed, wagging its tail leisurely.
Zhao Shi frowned and looked at the fat cat occupying the magpie's nest. He didn't care whether he understood the human words or not: "Go down."
Although this cat was brought here by someone, it hated him extremely. Every time it saw him, it was like seeing an enemy. It showed its fur and bared its teeth, meowed wildly, and acted as if it wanted to scratch him.
Fat Cat remained motionless on the bed. Zhao Shi reached out and grabbed the back of his neck and threw him down.
The fat cat was hurt by the fall and was a little afraid of him, so he ran under the bed and hid.
Mingzhu had just finished taking a shower, changed into light pajamas and walked out. Her hair was still wet. She sat in the mirror and wiped her hair. The fat cat smelled her scent, tentatively stretched out his paws, and flew out. He jumped on top of her, his weight resting on her legs.
Mingzhu saw that his ears stood up in fright, and she knew that Zhao Shi had bullied him again.
She turned around unhappily, stared at him with round eyes and said, "Why don't you even let a cat go?"
Zhao Shi's teeth were itching: "He wants to climb on the bed."
Mingzhu hummed, "He is clean and very comfortable to hold."
Zhao Shi listened to what she said with an expressionless face and his brows knitted. No matter what, he would not let a cat occupy her pillow.
"He can't get laid."
"Then don't get into my bed."
Zhao Shi's expression relaxed slightly, and his voice was gentle, without any edge: "No."
Mingzhu didn't bother to talk to him.
Zhao Shi took the dry towel from her hand and wiped her hair while saying, "I don't care how you control this cat on weekdays. He can't go to bed."
Mingzhu suddenly didn't want to pay attention to him, wiped her hair and climbed onto the bed. The little fat cat, probably afraid of Zhao Shi, huddled in its nest.
Mingzhu stopped listening to the show the next day. Went to the study to watch Qi Cheng teach her daughter how to read.
Qi Cheng felt uncomfortable being stared at by the Crown Princess. It took him a while to convince himself to ignore the Crown Princess's burning gaze.
If it weren't for her clean eyes, Qi Cheng would have misunderstood whether the Crown Princess had something wrong with him.
Manager Lin winked at the maid next to Mingzhu and said in a low voice: "Please persuade the Crown Princess to leave quickly. The Crown Prince knows that someone else is going to suffer."
It's not like she didn't try to persuade the maid when she complained, but she couldn't do it.
Qi Cheng read a few short stories to the little princess that day but couldn't read any more. He turned around and looked at the Crown Princess with a look that was hard to explain.
After listening, Mingzhu felt that the young teacher was not annoying: "Am I disturbing you?"
She said, "Okay. Then I'll go out and wait."
Calculate the time and send Qi Cheng away.
Mingzhu stopped by the kitchen and gave her daughter a bowl of sweet soup. She was not stingy enough to only give it to Xiaoman, so Qi Cheng naturally had a share.
When Zhao Shi returned home, he heard that Mingzhu was in the study. His eyebrows were slightly sharp, "What is she doing in the study?"
The servant couldn't answer.
When Zhao Shi went to the study room, he saw Qi Cheng drinking soup and Mingzhu sitting by the window. She was wearing a water-red gauze skirt today, and the hem of the skirt was floating like lake water. It was so beautiful that it took your breath away.
The windows and doors were wide open, letting in a gentle breeze.
Mingzhu raised her head when she heard the sound, and glanced over him lightly.
Zhao Shishang held her hand, feeling a little cold, and closed the window.
Mingzhu was afraid of heat and cold, so she immediately became unhappy, regardless of whether there were outsiders or not, "Your hands are so long."
Zhao Shi held her hand and said, "The wind blows too much and it gives me a headache."
Mingzhu is beautiful when she is unhappy. She frowned and softly called him annoying.
The voice is very soft.
But Qi Cheng also heard it.
It has long been heard that this princess who suddenly appeared is very favored.
Indeed it is.
He was so arrogant that he scolded His Highness the Crown Prince impatiently.
Zhao Shi glanced at Qi Cheng, caught a glimpse of the bowl in his hand, and raised his eyebrows, "Go back."
For some reason, Qi Cheng could see the anger in his eyes.
After the others left, Mingzhu said, "He taught me a lot."
He is very good at telling stories, and even she listens to them with great interest.
Zhao Shi immediately decided to replace Qi Cheng tomorrow.
Zhao Shi came back early today because he wanted to take her to the tower to watch the fireworks in August and a half.
He remembered that she used to like fun and would run out from time to time.
Mingzhu didn't want to go. In fact, she didn't want to go out with Zhao Shi.
But Zhao Shi didn't care whether she wanted to go or not, he held her wrist and led her out.
The streets are full of people who want to watch the fireworks during the festival. Zhao Shi first took her to a restaurant. She excused herself from having a headache and went out to get some fresh air.
On the way, she was stopped by a man. Her father suddenly appeared behind her and called Zhuzhu.
Mingzhu had not seen her father for many years, and the man in front of her looked a bit strange.
Her father seemed to know that she would be here tonight and had been waiting for her for a long time.
Mingzhu's father said a lot of things to her, to please her, to comfort her, in short, to make her settle down and to be favored by her.
Probably he got a lot of benefits from Zhao Shi.
Finally, she asked her if she could bring her sister to the prince's residence
Mingzhu said nothing and let the guards following her drive them away.
Passing the stairs, he also bumped into Sheng Ling.
After a few years, Sheng Ling only hated her more and more.
As soon as Mingzhu came back, Zhao Shi noticed something was wrong with her expression.
Zhao Shi held her hand: "Who's here?"
Mingzhu glanced at him and said, "Your father-in-law." She turned her face away and continued, "And your fiancée."
It's not like there's no one else in the house.
There are also several family members who have a relatively good relationship with His Highness the Crown Prince.
This was the first time that they saw the Crown Princess's cold and stifling look, and they were very surprised.
No one has ever seen a woman who dared to slap her nose and face like this in front of His Highness the Crown Prince.