Zhao Shi's hot fingers slipped on her waist, and he quickly pulled open the belt that was in the way of her body, and easily pushed up the hem of her skirt.
Mingzhu's head hit the pillow, but she didn't feel any pain. When she came back from her daze, she was approached by a burst of hot breath. She raised her eyes and met a pair of cold eyes, which were slightly red and confused. There was a bit of struggle in Mi Li.
Mingzhu was holding her wrist, making it difficult to move. The clothes on her chest were already a little messy. She knew that Zhao Shi might not be sober now, so she said, "Get up."
Zhao Shi frowned deeply, and seemed to be tolerant to the extreme. His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "I can't get up."
Hot and dry, difficult to eliminate.
The man's dark pupils were staring straight at her face. Even though his consciousness was not clear due to the violent drug, he still looked meticulous and solemn on the surface. His calm eyes passed through her eyebrows and slowly moved to her lips. His eyes looked directly at her moist and red lips, and his Adam's apple rolled down twice. He held the back of her head with his palm, lowered his head and bit her red lips.
Breaths mingled, lips and teeth hooked. The long and passionate kiss was out of control.
Mingzhu's cheeks were slightly drunk, her eyes were half-closed, and she was dizzy from being kissed. A pair of slender hands gently placed on his chest, tightly grasping the skirt of his chest.
A few buttons of her clothes fell off unknowingly, her head was covered with sweat, and a few strands of hair were soaked. She was a little unable to resist Zhao Shi.
But when the man had kissed her enough, she let go of her fingers. Sweat beads slowly slid down from his forehead along the contours of his cheeks. His jaw tightened into a hard line. His breath was a little breathless and he said, "Zhuzhu, call for me." A royal doctor."
Mingzhu suddenly came back to her senses and quickly put on her clothes. After getting out of bed, she found that her hair was also messed up. The hairpin on her bun had long been lost, and her face had an unusual crimson color. , she nodded hurriedly and said yes.
The imperial physician was brought to the prince's bedroom in the middle of the night. After checking his pulse, his expression turned out not to be good, he was worried, as if he had encountered a big problem.
Zhao Shicai's clothes were soaked with sweat, and he changed into clean pajamas. He asked, "Is there an antidote?"
The imperial doctor looked at His Royal Highness in embarrassment. He hesitated for a long time, and finally had to tell the truth: "Your Highness, this medicine came from the Western Regions. There is really no other way to solve it except..."
Except what
Except for male and female intercourse.
This medicine is neither poisonous nor harmful to the human body. It only takes a few rendezvous to get through it safely. In the Western Region, this is not considered a poison.
Zhao Shi waved his hand: "I understand, you can go back."
The imperial doctor bent down and said, "Your Highness, take care of yourself."
The waiter on the side felt his eyebrows pounding when he heard this.
His Highness the Crown Prince is well-informed. He should have known what kind of medicine it was after discovering that he had been poisoned. He specifically let the imperial doctor go this time. Naturally, he had other considerations when he said this.
Mingzhu stood aside and naturally heard clearly. She lowered her head and pretended to be absent-minded, clutching her fingers, her mind was in a mess, wondering what she should do
If Zhao Shi couldn't control himself and rushed towards her, would she hide or not
While Mingzhu was still hesitating, Zhao Shi had already cleared out the other people in the room. It seemed that the atmosphere in the room had become lingering and ambiguous.
Mingzhu felt as if she was being woven by a net, unable to escape and retreating.
Zhao Shi was about to bite off the tip of his tongue and said, "You lock the door, I'll go to sleep in the side hall."
Mingzhu muttered vaguely, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Fortunately, he didn't ask her to help him. As for how he was going to relieve the effects of the medicine, it was none of her business.
After Zhao Shi left, Mingzhu also got into bed. As soon as she covered herself with quilt, she called the palace maid outside the room and asked, "Is the princess back?"
The little palace maid shook her head truthfully: "I don't know, but I haven't heard the news. The princess probably won't come back."
Mingzhu asked: "Then where does she sleep?"
The little palace maid said: "There is a residence in the back mountain, and everything is available."
Mingzhu reluctantly felt relieved and said, "Okay, I will pick up the child tomorrow."
She asked the palace maid to blow out all the candles in the room. The night was not very good tonight, the doors and windows were closed, and the room was so dark that it was hard to see.
She opened her eyes in the darkness. It was late, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Mingzhu changed her sleeping position, closed her eyes and counted, but her mind became clearer as she counted. She hugged the quilt and simply sat up. She opened the window and quietly let the wind blow for a while. Her plain dress was gauze and her big sleeves were swaying in the wind. Like a freshly blooming white rose, the petals are still stained with misty morning dew.
The night breeze was slightly cold, and the temperature of the exposed skin was a little cold.
Mingzhu sighed and closed the window again. With the faint light, she took out the fire stick and lit two red candles.
The moment the candle light was on, there was a knock on the door. The eunuch's voice was high-pitched and a bit harsh if you listened carefully.
"Princess, have you gone to bed?"
Mingzhu pursed her lips silently, wondering for a moment whether to pretend not to hear.
The eunuch's ability to observe words and emotions was first-rate. After a while, the eunuch pinched his throat and whispered softly: "Princess, I see that the light in your room is still on."
Mingzhu took a breath and calmed down: "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
The eunuch said: "I have no choice but to come to you. Your Highness... the situation there is very bad."
The emperor and empress love each other, and there are no beautiful girls in the palace.
It's not like there aren't any maids who want to climb onto His Royal Highness's bed. But the consequences are not something they can bear. Compared with life and glory and wealth, life is naturally more important.
Mingzhu said: "You can call the imperial doctor for him."
The eunuch frowned, his voice full of frustration: "It's not like you didn't hear what the doctor said just now. This medicine... is for you to take."
Mingzhu was not very happy, she subconsciously liked to bite her lips when she thought about things.
The bite hurt, and I finally came back to my senses.
There was silence for a while.
The eunuch persuaded in a persuasive manner: "Princess, even if you are trying to vent your anger with His Highness, this is a matter of life and death, and you cannot ignore death."
Mingzhu said: "Go find someone else."
The eunuch never expected that the relationship between the prince and the princess would be so bad. He said: "Princess, I beg you to go and have a look. The prince originally did not allow me to tell you this matter."
The eunuch was also a human being, he spoke impeccably, was very groveling, and his tone was urgent, as if the sky was about to fall.
He was standing outside the door, quarreling and talking, and he was about to break his words.
Mingzhu couldn't defeat him. After a while, she opened the door and frowned: "Take me there."
The eunuch said flatteringly: "Yes. I know that the Crown Princess has the softest heart, and she will not let His Highness suffer."
Mingzhu said with a serious face: "If you keep talking about these things, I will leave."
The eunuch kept his mouth shut and held a lantern in his hand and led her to the bedroom in the side hall.
Mingzhu hesitated outside the door for a moment, made full preparations, gritted her teeth and pushed open the door. The sound of opening the door was a little abrupt in the quiet night.
There were no lights in the room, and it was completely dark.
As soon as Mingzhu crossed the threshold, the man's hoarse voice sounded faintly, restrained and restrained: "Why are you here? What happened?"
Mingzhu smelled a rich and fragrant smell, like heather.
She frowned, "They said you weren't very good."
The curtain blocked Zhao Shi's face, and through the layers of gauze curtains, Mingzhu could only see his stern silhouette.
The veins on Zhao Shi's hand popped out, and he pinched the edge of the bed with five fingers. A few raw bloody wounds appeared on the pads of his fingers. He suppressed his uneasy breathing and said, "No. You can go back."
Mingzhu wanted to leave, but most likely she would be called back by the eunuch and the maid as soon as she left.
She was quiet for a moment, pursed her lips, and said, "How do you plan to detoxify?"
Zhao Shi didn't say anything for a long time. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "I have a way."
Mingzhu continued to ask: "What can I do?"
She didn't know where the fire in her heart came from. She said, "I heard what the imperial doctor said. If you don't find someone... you won't be able to cure the poison."
"Do you want to die? I won't stop you if you want to die."
"Actually, I thought you should find a willing girl to detoxify you, but they said no one seems willing to sleep with you, and I don't want to either."
Zhao Shi let out a few deep muffled laughs, and the laughter was heavy. He curled up the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to lift the bed curtains in front of him, looked at her with a pair of bloodshot eyes and asked: "Do you know how to detoxify? "
He stood up slowly, his back already soaked with sweat, walked up to her step by step, and couldn't help laughing: "Didn't I tell you to lock the door and not come out?"
Before Mingzhu could answer, his wrist was held in his hand. Because he pinched her fingers too hard, his nails turned white: "Since you want to help me, you can't leave tonight."
Mingzhu looked at him in front of her, and suddenly felt regretful and ran to save him.
Zhao Shi locked the door, tried his best to restrain himself, and stroked her face with his fingers: "Don't cry to me for a while, okay?"
He didn't dare to look at the tears that seemed to be broken.
If tonight is despicable, Zhao Shi is also despicable.
Knowing that she was soft-hearted, he deliberately used his plan to plot her fate. But he had no other way. If he didn't do this, he might not be able to get close to her again for the rest of his life.
Zhao Shi didn't want her hatred, her indifference, or her treating each other as if they were guests.
He is very greedy and wants her unreserved love.
I want her smile.
Zhao Shi's hands were shaking a little, but fortunately the person below him didn't notice.
Mingzhu's heart was in her throat, her hands were nervously tugging on the bedsheets under her body, her face was red, she looked away, pretending to be calm, and asked: "Who gave you the medicine?"
Zhao Shi bit her ear lightly: "I don't know."
He really didn't know at first.
However, he knew that the wine glass was laced with romance medicine from the Western Regions.
You can tell something is wrong just by smelling it.
He drank the wine willingly.