Chapter 19
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Zhao Zhi silently clenched his fingers and expressionlessly looked at her, his voice also emotionless as he asked: "Why didn't you eat them when they were hot ?"
The maidservant did not dare to refuse and hastily packed it up before leaving with her waist bent.
This matter seemed to be over like this and Ming Zhu naively thought that his temper had subsided by now.
Chapter 19
(7.2)
In the midst of the silence, Zhao Zhi suddenly took out a jasper hairpin from his sleeve, "I got it a few days ago, take a look to see if you like it."
Just at the naked eye, one could see that the jasper color was very good. There was no impurity in the color, it was pure like water and translucent. It looked exquisite and beautiful, one could tell in just a glance that it was a rare treasure.
Zhao Zhi had rewarded her with many of these rare and beautiful jewelry in the past, but that was only when he was in a good mood. That often happened when the night before she had made him happy and satisfied, or when she was depressed, he would then send a few trinkets to cheer her up.
In the past, when Ming Zhu received these gifts, she would be leaping with joy, feeling that Zhao Zhi cherished her after all, and that he was magnanimous and generous. But thinking about it, these little trinkets were nothing to him, it was just a mean he used to entertain a plaything.
Such a good hairpin, if she took it to the pawn store, the shopkeeper may not dare to accept it.
Ming Zhu didn't reach out to receive it, but only asked, "Your Highness, have you been in a good mood lately?"
Just now she heard Ah Rou say that he was about to marry a side consort, was it because he was about to have a wedding night, so he was in a good mood? The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was so.
Zhao Zhi was silent for a moment, raising his eyebrows, "Not bad."
Ming Zhu immediately knew, he was indeed about to marry a beautiful woman. She smiled and said, "This hairpin is too precious, I am not worthy."
Something that couldn't be exchanged for money, no matter how good, she wasn't going to bother wanting it.
The light and gentle smile at the corner of Zhao Zhi's mouth gradually receded, and a faint chill loomed around his eyebrows as he asked, "Who says you're not worthy?"
Ming Zhu didn't know what she had said to upset him again.
He didn't like to hear these four words ?
Ming Zhu was aware of how he perceived her. The self-disciplined and courteous crown prince was since the beginning prejudiced against her and belittled her in every way.
Zhao Zhi did not say a word and put the hairpin on her dressing table, then called for water to bathe and freshen up.
At night, when the lights were extinguished as Ming Zhu was being held in his arms, a watery mist crept in her eyes. The corners of her eyes were flushed with a peach-colored blush as her delicate and slender fingertips clenched one by one against his chest. She said uneasily, "Your Highness, I am a little tired."
Doing this several days in a row, even a person made of steel couldn't take it.
Zhao Zhi's slightly calloused thumb gently stroked the back of her neck. The light was dim and nothing could be seen clearly. His voice was gentle as he said: "I'm not going to touch you, sleep."
Ming Zhu was relieved, Zhao Zhi always did as he said, since he promised not to touch her, he wouldn't go back on his words.
She leaned against his arms, her long, dark and silky hair spreading lazily like a waterfall as the man behind her hugged her waist. When he breathed out, occasionally, hot air brushed against the nape of her neck.
Ming Zhu slowly fell asleep in his arms and she woke up the next day full of energy.
Sitting in front of the mirror of the dressing table, she noticed that there was an extra hairpin in her bun. After a closer look, it was the hairpin she didn't accept yesterday. A vivid and beautiful little fox was engraved on it.
Ming Zhu took the hairpin off, put it on the table and stared at it for a while, before stuffing it in the drawer.
As Zhao Zhi was the crown prince, the closer it got to the New Year, the busier he would be. Yet, from morning to night and from night to morning, for half a month in a row, he stayed in the other residence.
Ever since Ming Zhu knew that Zhao Zhi was likely to marry Ming Ru as a side consort, she was unwilling to serve him in bed anymore. She was not being jealous, she just felt it was dirty.
Zhao Zhi enjoyed kissing her, as if he couldn't keep his hands off this toy that she was.
Ming Zhu was kissed by him until her eyelashes turned wet and there were stars and dots on her soft neck.
After the man kissed her enough, he released her and went to bathe and change clothes.
When he got on the couch, she said softly, "I don't feel very well."
She only dared to say this, but still didn't dare to ask him to go to another room for the night.
Zhao Zhi initially believed her words, understanding that her body was weak, and even called a physician from the palace to check her condition.
After taking her pulse, the imperial physician said: "Miss's body is cold and deficient, she needs to recuperate for a few years in order to get well, otherwise in the future becoming pregnant would be difficult."
Zhao Zhi frowned and ordered the imperial physician to get out and prescribe medicine.
After more than half a month, Ming Zhu was nursed until her face became round and her complexion rosy. She looked both delicate and beautiful and it seemed like her body condition had greatly improved.
Zhao Zhi had been holding back for the most part of the month, they slept in the same bed together, but they didn't get intimate and hugs, kisses and rubs were very rare.
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Zhao Zhi silently clenched his fingers and expressionlessly looked at her, his voice also emotionless as he asked: "Why didn't you eat them when they were hot ?"
The maidservant did not dare to refuse and hastily packed it up before leaving with her waist bent.
This matter seemed to be over like this and Ming Zhu naively thought that his temper had subsided by now.
Chapter 19
(7.2)
In the midst of the silence, Zhao Zhi suddenly took out a jasper hairpin from his sleeve, "I got it a few days ago, take a look to see if you like it."
Just at the naked eye, one could see that the jasper color was very good. There was no impurity in the color, it was pure like water and translucent. It looked exquisite and beautiful, one could tell in just a glance that it was a rare treasure.
Zhao Zhi had rewarded her with many of these rare and beautiful jewelry in the past, but that was only when he was in a good mood. That often happened when the night before she had made him happy and satisfied, or when she was depressed, he would then send a few trinkets to cheer her up.
In the past, when Ming Zhu received these gifts, she would be leaping with joy, feeling that Zhao Zhi cherished her after all, and that he was magnanimous and generous. But thinking about it, these little trinkets were nothing to him, it was just a mean he used to entertain a plaything.
Such a good hairpin, if she took it to the pawn store, the shopkeeper may not dare to accept it.
Ming Zhu didn't reach out to receive it, but only asked, "Your Highness, have you been in a good mood lately?"
Just now she heard Ah Rou say that he was about to marry a side consort, was it because he was about to have a wedding night, so he was in a good mood? The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was so.
Zhao Zhi was silent for a moment, raising his eyebrows, "Not bad."
Ming Zhu immediately knew, he was indeed about to marry a beautiful woman. She smiled and said, "This hairpin is too precious, I am not worthy."
Something that couldn't be exchanged for money, no matter how good, she wasn't going to bother wanting it.
The light and gentle smile at the corner of Zhao Zhi's mouth gradually receded, and a faint chill loomed around his eyebrows as he asked, "Who says you're not worthy?"
Ming Zhu didn't know what she had said to upset him again.
He didn't like to hear these four words ?
Ming Zhu was aware of how he perceived her. The self-disciplined and courteous crown prince was since the beginning prejudiced against her and belittled her in every way.
Zhao Zhi did not say a word and put the hairpin on her dressing table, then called for water to bathe and freshen up.
At night, when the lights were extinguished as Ming Zhu was being held in his arms, a watery mist crept in her eyes. The corners of her eyes were flushed with a peach-colored blush as her delicate and slender fingertips clenched one by one against his chest. She said uneasily, "Your Highness, I am a little tired."
Doing this several days in a row, even a person made of steel couldn't take it.
Zhao Zhi's slightly calloused thumb gently stroked the back of her neck. The light was dim and nothing could be seen clearly. His voice was gentle as he said: "I'm not going to touch you, sleep."
Ming Zhu was relieved, Zhao Zhi always did as he said, since he promised not to touch her, he wouldn't go back on his words.
She leaned against his arms, her long, dark and silky hair spreading lazily like a waterfall as the man behind her hugged her waist. When he breathed out, occasionally, hot air brushed against the nape of her neck.
Ming Zhu slowly fell asleep in his arms and she woke up the next day full of energy.
Sitting in front of the mirror of the dressing table, she noticed that there was an extra hairpin in her bun. After a closer look, it was the hairpin she didn't accept yesterday. A vivid and beautiful little fox was engraved on it.
Ming Zhu took the hairpin off, put it on the table and stared at it for a while, before stuffing it in the drawer.
As Zhao Zhi was the crown prince, the closer it got to the New Year, the busier he would be. Yet, from morning to night and from night to morning, for half a month in a row, he stayed in the other residence.
Ever since Ming Zhu knew that Zhao Zhi was likely to marry Ming Ru as a side consort, she was unwilling to serve him in bed anymore. She was not being jealous, she just felt it was dirty.
Zhao Zhi enjoyed kissing her, as if he couldn't keep his hands off this toy that she was.
Ming Zhu was kissed by him until her eyelashes turned wet and there were stars and dots on her soft neck.
After the man kissed her enough, he released her and went to bathe and change clothes.
When he got on the couch, she said softly, "I don't feel very well."
She only dared to say this, but still didn't dare to ask him to go to another room for the night.
Zhao Zhi initially believed her words, understanding that her body was weak, and even called a physician from the palace to check her condition.
After taking her pulse, the imperial physician said: "Miss's body is cold and deficient, she needs to recuperate for a few years in order to get well, otherwise in the future becoming pregnant would be difficult."
Zhao Zhi frowned and ordered the imperial physician to get out and prescribe medicine.
After more than half a month, Ming Zhu was nursed until her face became round and her complexion rosy. She looked both delicate and beautiful and it seemed like her body condition had greatly improved.
Zhao Zhi had been holding back for the most part of the month, they slept in the same bed together, but they didn't get intimate and hugs, kisses and rubs were very rare.
Zhao Zhi silently clenched his fingers and expressionlessly looked at her, his voice also emotionless as he asked: "Why didn't you eat them when they were hot?"The maidservant did not dare to refuse and hastily packed it up before leaving with her waist bent.This matter seemed to be over like this and Ming Zhu naively thought that his temper had subsided by now.Chapter 197.2In the midst of the silence, Zhao Zhi suddenly took out a jasper hairpin from his sleeve, "I got it a few days ago, take a look to see if you like it."Just at the naked eye, one could see that the jasper color was very good. There was no impurity in the color, it was pure like water and translucent. It looked exquisite and beautiful, one could tell in just a glance that it was a rare treasure.Zhao Zhi had rewarded her with many of these rare and beautiful jewelry in the past, but that was only when he was in a good mood. That often happened when the night before she had made him happy and satisfied, or when she was depressed, he would then send a few trinkets to cheer her up.In the past, when Ming Zhu received these gifts, she would be leaping with joy, feeling that Zhao Zhi cherished her after all, and that he was magnanimous and generous. But thinking about it, these little trinkets were nothing to him, it was just a mean he used to entertain a plaything.Such a good hairpin, if she took it to the pawn store, the shopkeeper may not dare to accept it.Ming Zhu didn't reach out to receive it, but only asked, "Your Highness, have you been in a good mood lately?"Just now she heard Ah Rou say that he was about to marry a side consort, was it because he was about to have a wedding night, so he was in a good mood? The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was so.Zhao Zhi was silent for a moment, raising his eyebrows, "Not bad."Ming Zhu immediately knew, he was indeed about to marry a beautiful woman. She smiled and said, "This hairpin is too precious, I am not worthy."Something that couldn't be exchanged for money, no matter how good, she wasn't going to bother wanting it.The light and gentle smile at the corner of Zhao Zhi's mouth gradually receded, and a faint chill loomed around his eyebrows as he asked, "Who says you're not worthy?"Ming Zhu didn't know what she had said to upset him again.He didn't like to hear these four words?Ming Zhu was aware of how he perceived her. The self-disciplined and courteous crown prince was since the beginning prejudiced against her and belittled her in every way.Zhao Zhi did not say a word and put the hairpin on her dressing table, then called for water to bathe and freshen up.At night, when the lights were extinguished as Ming Zhu was being held in his arms, a watery mist crept in her eyes. The corners of her eyes were flushed with a peach-colored blush as her delicate and slender fingertips clenched one by one against his chest. She said uneasily, "Your Highness, I am a little tired."Doing this several days in a row, even a person made of steel couldn't take it.Zhao Zhi's slightly calloused thumb gently stroked the back of her neck. The light was dim and nothing could be seen clearly. His voice was gentle as he said: "I'm not going to touch you, sleep."Ming Zhu was relieved, Zhao Zhi always did as he said, since he promised not to touch her, he wouldn't go back on his words.She leaned against his arms, her long, dark and silky hair spreading lazily like a waterfall as the man behind her hugged her waist. When he breathed out, occasionally, hot air brushed against the nape of her neck.Ming Zhu slowly fell asleep in his arms and she woke up the next day full of energy.Sitting in front of the mirror of the dressing table, she noticed that there was an extra hairpin in her bun. After a closer look, it was the hairpin she didn't accept yesterday. A vivid and beautiful little fox was engraved on it.Ming Zhu took the hairpin off, put it on the table and stared at it for a while, before stuffing it in the drawer.As Zhao Zhi was the crown prince, the closer it got to the New Year, the busier he would be. Yet, from morning to night and from night to morning, for half a month in a row, he stayed in the other residence.Ever since Ming Zhu knew that Zhao Zhi was likely to marry Ming Ru as a side consort, she was unwilling to serve him in bed anymore. She was not being jealous, she just felt it was dirty.Zhao Zhi enjoyed kissing her, as if he couldn't keep his hands off this toy that she was.Ming Zhu was kissed by him until her eyelashes turned wet and there were stars and dots on her soft neck.After the man kissed her enough, he released her and went to bathe and change clothes.When he got on the couch, she said softly, "I don't feel very well."She only dared to say this, but still didn't dare to ask him to go to another room for the night.Zhao Zhi initially believed her words, understanding that her body was weak, and even called a physician from the palace to check her condition.After taking her pulse, the imperial physician said: "Miss's body is cold and deficient, she needs to recuperate for a few years in order to get well, otherwise in the future becoming pregnant would be difficult."Zhao Zhi frowned and ordered the imperial physician to get out and prescribe medicine.After more than half a month, Ming Zhu was nursed until her face became round and her complexion rosy. She looked both delicate and beautiful and it seemed like her body condition had greatly improved.Zhao Zhi had been holding back for the most part of the month, they slept in the same bed together, but they didn't get intimate and hugs, kisses and rubs were very rare.
