After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 203
~End of chapter 202
Wei Chiyu hadn’t spoken to her for several days. He suddenly took out a pair of earrings from his sleeve and placed them in her palm, “I got these two days ago.”
Jasper beads, set in gold thread. This pair of earrings looked very expensive.
Ming Zhu’s eyes contained shyness, and her cheeks turned hot, “Those are for me?”
Wei Chiyu smiled and asked rhetorically, “If not, then who else?”
“Oh.” After a while, she finally consented to raise her head and look at him straight, her shy appearance looked very candid, she said, “I like it very much.”
Chapter 203
(70.4)
Ming Zhu also had something to give to Wei Chiyu.
It was a pity that she didn’t bring it out today. So, she could only give it to him another day.
The two waited under the eaves until the rain stopped.
Ming Zhu’s hand was held in his fingers, and she silently allowed this action of his. Suddenly, she said: “I saw a girl hand you a letter that day.”
There was more than one, Wei Chiyu was really popular in Yangzhou ah.
Wei Chiyu said lightly, “Was there?”
Ming Zhu affirmed: “Yes.”
“I forgot.”
“So, what do you remember ah?”
Wei Chiyu said seriously, “You. ”
Other people, other matters, were far less important than her.
Ming Zhu was easily coaxed, wild with joy by this simple word. Her tail was up in the air, as they walked back towards her courtyard after these words.
Ming Zhu reluctantly said goodbye to him, and suddenly, she didn’t know where her courage came from, but she turned back and hugged him, touching him lightly. She then turned back around and quickly entered her house.
She seemed to like Wei Chiyu more and more.
The silence in the courtyard was eerie.
Ming Zhu called Hong Ling a few times, but no one answered her.
A man walked out from under the corridor, his face was clear, his expression was as cold as frost, the corners of his mouth were curled up with an unfathomable smile, and his eyes were a dense black, without emotion.
Ming Zhu was so frightened that she fell to the ground.
The man walked up to her, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up, and asked: “You are so capable, how come your legs turn soft when you see me?”
(71.1)
There was no blood left on Ming Zhu’s face, and her four limbs were paralyzed, and if she hadn’t been pulled up from the ground by the wrist fiercely, she would have fallen to the ground again.
The person who she thought she would never see again in this life appeared in front of her like this.
The man’s white jade flawless face was as cold as frost, and a majesty whose joy and anger was indistinguishable was in front of her, pressuring her.
Ming Zhu swallowed her saliva, forcibly gathered her spirits, and slightly raised her eyes. Her gaze was indifferent as she looked at him, there was no expression on her face, and she did not speak.
Zhao Zhi originally didn’t want to talk to her with such a harsh and cold tone, but she and Wei Chiyu’s loving gestures just now really burned his eyes, and an ardent fire burned his sanity until it was almost gone.
He unconsciously tightened the force on his wrist, his jawline was stiff and tight, gloomy and cold, emitting chills.
After living more than two years of peaceful days, Ming Zhu was no longer as afraid of Zhao Zhi, as if those things in the past were already in the past.
She wrenched her slender white wrist out of his palm, lowered her face and asked coldly and indifferently, “How did you find here?”
It was fine if she had not asked, but once she opened her mouth, it made Zhao Zhi angry again.
Day after day, year after year, he had finally been able to forcibly suppress the hatred and resentment that surged in his heart, and somewhat numbly admitted to himself that she was really dead.
Every year, when he came to the temple in Yangzhou to light an altar lamp for the child, it was like his heart was being stabbed multiple times, and his blood, dripping, was being boiled with a burning iron.
Ming Zhu also didn’t expect to get an answer from him, she really didn’t want to continue to be involved with Zhao Zhi. She had loved this man, hated this man, and now she had really put everything down.
For more than two years, she had feared being found by him, and she used to wake up in the middle of the night by the nightmares, in cold sweat. But gradually, she stopped being so afraid. She was relieved.
Zhao Zhi took a deep breath, and the frost on his face gradually dissipated, returning to a calm and gentle appearance. He said: “Come back with me to the capital.”
His tone didn’t sound as firm and cold as before, there was a light tremor at the end of his hoarse words.
On an evening where it had just rained, the wind was cold and strong. She was wearing a thin dress, with light gauze sleeves, and the jade beads tassels on her bun were swaying gently.
After a long silence, Ming Zhu slightly opened her lips, “I won’t go back with you.”
Zhao Zhi was standing in the cold night, with a cold and distant face. His complexion gradually turned white, he pursed his lips, and lifted his eyelids to look at her watery eyes. Those cruel words that he had repeated countless times in his heart, as he faced those slightly reddened eyes, turned into a sigh.
Ming Zhu straightened her thin back, she was afraid that Zhao Zhi would threaten her and compel her.
So, she raised her small face, looked at him fixedly with her black eyes, and asked clearly in a low voice, word after word: “Zhao Zhi, would you be sad if I really died?”
Her question was light and slow, as if there wasn’t any weight to this question, and the light mention fell on his heart.
A trace of pain flashed in the bottom of Zhao Zhi’s eyes, would he be sad? Of course, he would be. He subconsciously avoided those memories, as if he could forget the heart-wrenching pain of that time. When he didn’t see for a long time any of her things, even if he inadvertently came across her handwriting in a book, his fingers would start trembling uncontrollably.
But he didn’t like to express his emotions out in the open, and he didn’t want anyone to see his joys and sorrows. Even now, as Ming Zhu indifferently asked him this question, he didn’t know what to reply for a moment.
Ming Zhu’s body was so cold she was shaking, and her teeth were bumping against one another.
Enduring the cold, she helped him answer, “You wouldn’t be sad.”
Translator : Laura
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