After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 208
Chapter 208
(73.2)
For these two years, Wei Chiyu used aggressive means, being ruthless when doing anything, straightforward and neat, not leaving anyone any room. That was how he stabilized his position. He had the blood of many people on his hands.
Ming Zhu pursed her lips and remained silent. The complexion on her face that she had cultivated with much effort turned ugly again.
Because of the words she had said just now, Zhao Zhi was both sad and furious, he obviously loved her smile, but the smile she just made from the corners of her eyes really pierced into his flesh, hurting him a lot.
Zhao Zhi squeezed Ming Zhu’s wrist, not giving her the opportunity to escape. He pursed his thin lips in indifference, there was no ups and downs in the tone of his voice either as he said, “He has raised to the top during these two years, don’t tell me it’s because of his soft heart? I’m afraid even he can’t remember how many lives he’s taken with his hands.”
Ming Zhu’s body shivered gently, the thin material of her dress was sticking against her body, the gauze dress also swayed with her. She had gone out in a hurry, without thinking about changing clothes. Her clothing was breathable and light but it also looked a little thin.
She seemed to be shaking with anger, she wasn’t as good as him with her words, and didn’t know what to retort for a moment.
As soon as Ming Zhu began to get angry and anxious, it was easy for her to blush, and her neck also turned red. Her delicate white earlobes, with fine golden red onyx earrings, were shaking, as if they were about to fall off.
Seeing her avoiding him like he was a snake or a scorpion, his heart was really so uncomfortable he felt like he was about to vomit blood. Why did she hate him even more than before?
He knew that he couldn’t rush it. Back then, when he took her unreasonably from the Ming family to bring her his side, he had not planned on wanting her heart.
But people’s hearts were greedy.
He wanted her to love him sincerely, even if she only smiled a little at him, it was good enough.
Ming Zhu raised her eyes, her clear and bright eyes fixedly met his eyes, “So what?”
She continued, “I don’t know how many people he hurt, and I don’t know if he is as scheming as you say, I just know that he never hurt me, he never forced me to do anything I didn’t like.”
Ming Zhu never asked Wei Chiyu about his official affairs, and he never brought up his official affairs in front of her, nor told her anything about it.
Zhao Zhi’s anger wasn’t light, didn’t she always think that he was cruel and cold-blooded? But when it came to Wei Chiyu doing the same, how come her attitude was so widely different?
His fingers gently held her chin, as a cold breath landed on the side of her neck.
Ming Zhu tried to struggle, but she couldn’t break away, she tilted her face slightly, looked directly into the man’s dark eyes, and said: “Even if he is a prisoner now, you can’t deny him a doctor’s visit.”
The anger blocked in Zhao Zhi’s chest was slow to dissipate, “You go find the person who arrested him, this matter has nothing to do with me.”
He was just pushing the boat along the stream.
If Wei Chiyu died in prison before the case was clearly investigated, he could only blame his own bad fate.
Ming Zhu pushed him away, and her red eyes looked at him with resentment.
Zhao Zhi avoided her gaze, and he said indifferently: “Go back with me, and I will order them to release him. It’s also possible to drop the charges on these cases.”
Even a rabbit would bite when pushed too hard. Ming Zhu suddenly snatched the dagger back from his hand, and put the blade across her neck. She didn’t look like she was pretending, as she firmly put force in her wrist, and the sharp blade almost cut into the skin of her throat.
Zhao Zhi’s face immediately changed, and he snatched the dagger from her hand. His tight jawline was sharp and cold, there was an icy chill in the bottom of his eyes. His back was turning cold, and cold sweat wet the clothes he was wearing underneath.
His palm was holding the blade, and it cut through his skin. Warm blood flowed down the blade and dripped onto his cuff.
Zhao Zhi didn’t seem to feel the pain, even though his palm was clearly cut with two terrifying wounds, and the amount of blood flowing was dreadful to look at.
He threw the dagger aside expressionlessly, his eyes looked like they were full of bright water, fragile and vulnerable.
Zhao Zhi suddenly was reminded of the dream he had over and over again, the image of her being covered in blood and dying in front of him. The lanterns made of white paper, the person lying in a coffin, the tombstone built in the green mountain.
Those images, he was deliberately avoiding them, and never dared to think of them, for every time he recalled them, the pain in his heart almost made him unable to stand up.
Since childhood, Zhao Zhi rarely met anything that went against his will, everything was in his planning. His temperament was warm outside and cold inside, which made him look like he didn’t care much about anything, cold and detached, just like the cold moon in the sky.
In the past, he himself also thought so.
But now, Zhao Zhi had long since been aware, he also had some fears, he was afraid of Ming Zhu’s death.
Translator : Laura
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