After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince

Zhao Zhi's dark eyes stared straight at her face, his complexion was calm, and the writhing desire under his eyes was whizzing past. He squeezed his thumb calmly, did not make a sound, nor disturbed her.

Sheng Wenlin couldn't help but let go of his breath, desperately looking at him.

Zhao Shi leaned over to block his vision intentionally or unintentionally, "Go to the vestibule."

Sheng Wenlin only recovered from the trance when he heard the sound, pretending to be calm and composed, he nodded and said yes.

Mingzhu didn't know that Zhao Shi had come and left. She handed the fish that she held tightly to Zhao Xin, "Do you want it?"

Zhao Xin nodded vigorously, "I want it!"

The fish was not slippery in autumn, and she couldn't hold it at all, so she flew out when she got it.

Zhao Xin almost died of anger. She couldn't catch it after a long time. She lost interest and simply didn't catch it.

The two of them sat on the bank and put on their shoes and socks again, then took off their hats and sat in the pavilion to rest.

The spring is warm and warm, Mingzhu is a little afraid of heat, with thin beads of sweat on her forehead, she is drinking water while playing the fan.

Zhao Xin was also a little bit stunned by the sun, soft and sticky, lying on the stone table, admiring: "Zhuzhu, how can you catch fish?"

Mingzhu thought about it seriously, "I caught a lot when I was a kid, and I have experience."

Zhao Xin was surprised, "Did you still fish in the water when you were young?"

"Yes."

"I thought you were very obedient and obedient since you were a kid."

It didn't look like someone who would do things like fish in the water.

Before the death of her mother, Mingzhu had a comfortable life. Her mother never restricted her little fun, even if she went to roll in the snowdrift.

She was just more cautious in front of outsiders, hiding her innocent and charming side.

The spring breeze was blowing, and both of them were a little tired.

The skirt of Mingzhu that had only been soaked by the lake water was gradually dried by the wind.

The maid serving Zhao Xin urged and urged, "Princess, I really want to go back."

Reluctantly, Zhao Xin stepped forward and hugged Mingzhu. She said: "My birthday, you must come, I have already told my brother."

Mingzhu nodded and said yes.

Mingzhu sent her off by the way, and looked reluctant to see her getting on the carriage.

Spring is sleepy and autumn is exhausted. She hasn't rested at noon this morning, and her eyelids are a little bit unable to hold her back.

Mingzhu went back to the room and fell asleep. When she woke up, the sky was dark, the golden light of the sunset was slowly hidden in the clouds, and the branches outside the window rustled with the spring breeze.

She only squinted for half an hour, but she seemed to feel that she had slept for a long time.

Occasionally, she would have those dreams over and over again.

There is only Zhao Zhi in the dream, not her.

The Zhao Zhi in the dream was much stranger than the one she knew.

In fact, she couldn't remember many things, her memory gradually blurred, and she only remembered the most depressing inner things.

After years of tearing and tearing, her heart has gradually calmed down.

Countless why? In the end, let's just forget it.

She doesn't want to suffer herself, and don't like him anymore.

Mingzhu sat up and stretched her waist. She walked to the window and opened the window. The sweet pear blossoms in the yard came to my mind.

Mingzhu said to Biying, "I want to eat pears."

Biying smiled, "How can there be pears in this season?"

Mingzhu nodded, "Yeah, but I'm so greedy."

"Girls don't worry, although they can't eat pears, they can eat peaches right away."

The peach is also sweet to eat, full of body fluid, plump and juicy, and the flesh is soft.

Mingzhu also likes to eat peaches, and even the sachets like to use peach blossoms. They love the rich and sweet aroma.

She was happily waiting to eat peaches.

When it was completely dark, Zhao Shi came over to find her for a meal.

Mingzhu also didn't notice anything wrong with the man. She buried her head to eat and had not eaten two mouthfuls. She heard Zhao Shi let the maid warm a pot of wine.

Mingzhu was a little surprised, "Do you want to drink?"

He doesn't drink well.

Mingzhu still remembers his drunken state.

Zhao Shi poured a glass of wine and said quietly, "Well, the peach blossom wine that Wei Liu sent a few days ago."

Mingzhu has hardly drunk, smelled the aroma in the glass, swallowed, she looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, and asked, "Can I drink a little?"

Zhao Shi smiled slightly, "I was meant to give you a drink."

He personally poured her half a cup, and when Mingzhu picked it up, he was gently sipped, the taste was mild, and the peach fragrance was mixed with a little alcohol.

Mingzhu couldn't help but drank two more sips. She was very easy to face after drinking, and it didn't take long for her face to be ripe.

Mingzhu just tasted nothing, but Zhao Shi drank two more glasses instead.

Mingzhu vaguely felt that the man sitting opposite her seemed to have a faint loneliness and sadness.

She didn't know what was wrong with him.

Zhao Zhi looked calmly at her face. As time passed, many things might not be remembered so clearly, but he still remembers Mingzhu's brilliant smile standing in the lake.

Sweet to the heart.

Zhao Shixiang saw her smiling to herself unreservedly. Unfortunately, the twisted melon is not sweet. Although she is willing to smile at him now, most of those smiles are forced helpless, false and far-fetched.

She would open her heart to others only in corners that he could not see.

Mingzhu didn't want to take care of him who was drunk. Although she was well-behaved, she couldn't cope with it. She kindly persuaded him: "Your Majesty, although this wine tastes good, you can't drink too much."

Zhao Shi murmured, and put down the wine glass in his hand calmly.

When Mingzhu saw that he was so talkative, she wondered if he was already drunk?

She chose to remain silent.

Zhao Shi poured the wine again when she was not paying attention, and drank it with her head up.

Mingzhu sighed, she was really drunk as soon as she drank it.

She looked at him quietly.

Zhao Shi frowned, and suddenly said to her: "Zhuzhu, you smile at me."

Mingzhu raised the corners of her mouth and tried to show him the best smile possible.

Zhao Shi shook his head, "No."

"It's not such a smile."

Mingzhu was at a loss, she asked seriously, "What should it look like?"

Zhao Shi couldn't tell, in short, it wasn't the smile that was forced out now.

He couldn't help but poked her in the cheek. "It's not like that anyway."

Mingzhu only thinks he is drunk crazy.

She originally thought that most of the cleanliness was gone tonight, but Zhao Shi became very quiet.

Mingzhu was going to help him wash his face, so she tricked him into going to sleep.

Surprisingly, the man suddenly held her wrist, "I'm not drunk."

He sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes still sober, and the jade pendant hanging from his waist was taken off by him and placed on the pillow.

Mingzhu asked people to take the hot water out, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Um."

"I haven't told you something."

Zhao Shi's eyebrows stretched slowly, "You said."

"The princess invites me next month..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Shi interrupted her, "I know, I will take you into the palace."

He seemed to hate it, and squeezed her hand tightly, "When the time comes, don't run around and follow me firmly."

Mingzhu still has other questions to ask. It was the first time she went to such an occasion. She didn't want to disappoint the princess's kindness, let alone lose her face. She asked: "What should I give?"

"There is nothing to prepare, and she lacks nothing."

"That's not good."

Will be secretly said that there is no education.

Zhao Shi said perfunctorily: "Just buy a weird gadget, she likes messy little toys."

"okay."

When Zhao Shi mentioned Zhao Xin, he was a little dissatisfied, "She is not in good shape, so stay away from her."

"The princess is cute."

Zhao Shi couldn't help but smile, "Where is it cute? Only trouble."

He didn't know how many mess Zhao Xin had cleaned up. By the end of the day, he was handy.

Suddenly, Zhao Shi grabbed her arm again and said coldly: "You are not allowed to smile at her in the future."

Mingzhu took this sentence as a naive drunk saying, "You go to bed, just wake up."

Zhao Shi just looked at her and said those two words stubbornly: "No."

Mingzhu's arm hurt a bit by the strong force of his palm. She tried to break his fingers, but she didn't succeed.

"You let go first."

"no."

"Well, I don't smile at her."

Zhao Shi was reluctantly satisfied, "Yeah." He added another sentence stubbornly: "Don't laugh like that to others."

Chi Chen's innocent and brilliant smile should belong to him alone.

"Okay." She replied without sincerity.

Zhao Shi lowered his eyes, fiddling with the Buddhist beads on his wrist, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he asked, "Remember to put the peace charm I asked for you."

Mingzhu has never seen any peace symbols.

She didn't notice the peace symbol placed under the pillow.

Zhao Shi raised his eyes and asked faintly: "Did you throw it away?"

Mingzhu said: "No."

Zhao Shi said something and it was fine, then hugged her waist and remained silent.

He began to think seriously, does he really have to do with her? I always thought that some of the throbbing of love at first sight would fade with time, no matter how strong the feeling was, it would become pale over time.

But in the afternoon, her gorgeous smile seemed to be like a ripple in the gentle spring wind.

Zhao Shi was actually reluctant to admit that his emotions were affected by her, it was like he took the initiative to put the knife in her hand, it was up to her to decide whether he was alive or dead.

He doesn't like this sense of loss of control.

Even Sheng Wenlin could see that he had indeed crossed the line with her.

She fled again and again.

He chased again and again.

Every time she is soft-hearted, it is only because of her tears. If he was hard-hearted enough, he would have sent her away when he knew that she still had a guard in her heart.

But he didn't.

He couldn't bear it.

As the prince, Zhao Zhi, who has strong control, hates this sense of loss of control.

A year ago, Zhao Shi himself thought that his superficial liking for her would not last long.

She is weak and has no talent. Not the kind of person he can remember in his heart.

Now, although Zhao Shi has wavered, he still thinks so.

He was pulling with himself, and he thought painfully and stubbornly that he didn't have to be her.

When his thoughts returned, Zhao Shi raised his eyes, held her cheek, kissed her eyebrows, covered her hands on his waist, his voice was low, and Taoxiang was intoxicating, "I'm a little tired, help me The clothes are untied."