After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 205
~End of chapter 204
Zhao Zhi wanted her to be alive and well.
Zhao Zhi said: “I will come to see you again tomorrow.”
Ming Zhu lowered her face, her voice was small, but it was enough for him to hear her clearly, “Don’t come anymore.”
Zhao Zhi pretended not to have heard her words and left with a calm face.
However, he still left someone to guard outside of her courtyard.
Chapter 205
(71.3)
Ming Zhu slowly raised her face and looked at the night sky with empty eyes. After a long time, she lifted her heavy footsteps and walked to her bedroom.
When she pushed open the door, her hands and feet lost their strength, and she sat on the ground, her back soaked in cold sweat.
Hong Ling quickly ran over to support her up, but Ming Zhu’s legs were so soft she couldn’t stand up, so she kept sitting on the ground, her breath like a thin thread, “Hong Ling, when did he come?”
“Not too long after you went out with the umbrella.”
Hong Ling was scared to death, that group of people had a murderous aura when they barged in, they were several men with swords who had hideous scars on their faces.
The man leading them seemed to be gentle, but his imposing aura was sharper than the men with swords, his eyes, as they swept a glance at her, were cold and frosty.
She wanted to yell for help, but a long sword was immediately placed at her neck to make her shut her up.
Fortunately, they still had a little conscience when taking action, and knew not to do it in front of the child.
Hong Ling stumbled as she spoke, “Is that man Xiaoman’s father?”
“Mmh.”
“I thought he was going to take Xiaoman away today, that scared me to death.”
“Did he touch Xiaoman?”
Hong Ling nodded, he even played five-in-a-row with Xiaoman, made her ride on his neck, seeming like he cherished her quite a bit.
Ming Zhu’s thumbs silently clenched her sleeves, what she was most afraid of was that Zhao Zhi would take the child away from her.
But it didn’t matter, if he really wanted to do so, she would shove a knife into his hands and have him kill her. Unless she died, no one could take the child away from her.
Ming Zhu had nightmares all night long and woke up before dawn the next day.
When the bright colors of daylight could be vaguely seen outside the window, Ming Zhu got up and dressed, and then went to the kitchen to cook green vegetables and meat porridge.
After making breakfast, Ming Zhu picked up her daughter from bed and fed her half a bowl of porridge.
The little girl only remembered the kite of yesterday, she opened her round eyes wide open, as she gestured with her hands, “Mom, Xiaoman wants to fly, fly!”
Ming Zhu rubbed her head, “Alright. ”
When Zhao Zhi came over, he came across this very picture, in the past, he could hardly imagine what Ming Zhu would be like once she would become a mother. She herself was still a childish little lady.
As soon as Zhao Zhi walked over.
Ming Zhu hugged the child tightly, with a wary expression.
This defensive gaze stung his eyes.
Ming Zhu caressed her daughter’s face, “You go and wake sister Hong Ling up.”
The little girl listened to her mother very well, she was very obedient in front of Ming Zhu, and always followed her words, absolutely lovely, as she said “alright”.
Then she used her little, short legs to run towards Hong Ling’s room.
Ming Zhu’s hands were trembling from being nervous, she swallowed her saliva, and pretended to be calm: “The child is not yours.”
(72.1)
Ming Zhu herself felt that her words were somewhat ridiculous, childish lies that no one would believe.
Naturally, Zhao Zhi also did not believe it. Seeing her fearful and disgusted eyes, his footsteps came to an abrupt stop.
The blazing sun was hanging in the sky. The hot sunlight overhead made his face appear even whiter, he lowered his face, and said with a hoarse voice: “I won’t use the child to threaten you.”
The stone in Ming Zhu’s heart was lifted, but she did not dare to fully believe his words.
After Xiaoman woke up Hong Ling, she ran out again, and hugged Ming Zhu’s little legs, extending her arms towards her, as she tilted her chubby little face, “Mom, hug me.”
The little girl was in her clingy phase, all day long, she liked to cling to her mother, even in her sleep she did not want to be separated.
Ming Zhu picked her up, she was afraid that the child would be too exposed to the sun, so she first used her hand to block the sun, before carrying her to rest under the pavilion.
Zhao Zhi was like an outsider and could not say anything.
Ming Zhu had promised to make a kite for her daughter, and she had prepared in advance oil paper and paints in the pavilion. She pinched her daughter’s plump little face and talked to her in a warm and gentle voice, “You sit still, and mom will make a kite for you, okay?”
The little girl couldn’t bear to let go of her, and buried herself in her mother’s neck, sniffing the scent of her mother’s body.
Ming Zhu laughed helplessly, “You clinging little spirit.”
The little girl didn’t quite know what “Clinging little spirit” meant. Her round and plump fingers were clutching her mother’s collar, and she only reluctantly let go of her hands after a while.
Ming Zhu put her into a small bamboo chair and then focused on making a kite for her.
Ming Zhu was good at craftmanship, but she had a hard time figuring out what motif to draw on the kite. She bent over and asked, “What kind of small animals would Xiaoman like ah?”
“Butterfly, butterfly, I want butterfly.”
“Okay.”
But Ming Zhu’s drawing skills were about the same as her handwriting, which was really not good.
Ming Zhu lifted the brush, but was unable to draw anything, not daring to randomly start drawing.
Zhao Zhi quietly walked behind her, silently took the brush in her hand, and drew with a few strokes the outlines of a butterfly pattern, it looked lively and vivacious as if it was alive.
Translator : Laura
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