After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 221
~End of chapter 220
After the birth of the child, every time her period came, she was in so much pain it was like a trip between life and death. Her period was no longer regular, and the pain made her want to die on the spot each time.
Zhao Zhi sat on the edge of the bed, holding her in his arms, putting his hands over her belly.
Ming Zhu was not grateful at all, telling him to get lost through gritted teeth. She now only had enough strength to say the word “Scram”.
Zhao Zhi didn’t expect her to still dislike him so much even when she was in so much pain, did she really hate him this much?
Chapter 221
(78.3)
Ming Zhu’s hands suddenly exploded with force, as she pushed his body away and covered her chest as if she wanted to vomit.
She really ended up vomiting.
After vomiting, she didn’t feel much better.
Zhao Zhi picked her up from the ground and gave her two sips of warm water, and he wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead with his fingers. His voice trembled slightly, “Are you in a lot of pain ?”
Ming Zhu bit on his wrist to vent her anger.
The doctor who hurriedly came wrote a medicine prescription and handed him a medicine for pain relief.
Zhao Zhi pried open her lips and fed her the pill. Seeing her swallowing it, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This medicine worked very quickly, and after a while, the pain was somewhat relieved.
Ming Zhu’s entire body, strengthless, was buried in his chest. She gradually recovered her energy, and her white face gradually recovered some color, but she still looked very weak.
Glancing at the bloody marks on Zhao Zhi’s wrist, her expression was indifferent. Then she seemed to have just remembered something, as she asked: “When will you have them release Wei Chiyu?”
Zhao Zhi was so angered he wanted to vomit blood, she just got a little better, and yet she was still thinking about Wei Chiyu?
Zhao Zhi silently swallowed this anger, “If after being held for a full month, the yamen bureau still can not find any evidence, then they’ll have to release the person.”
Ming Zhu nodded, “That’s good.”
She raised her eyes and took two glances at him seriously, “Don’t lie to me again.”
Zhao Zhi met her eyes and swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth. With a taut face, he said he wouldn’t.
Ming Zhu turned around and turned her back to him, her muffled voice came out from under the covers, “Zhao Zhi, I can be a concubine, but I don’t want to see my legitimate sister, can I?”
If it wasn’t possible.
She could always wait for an opportunity to get her hands on a knife or a sword.
There was a long sword hanging in Zhao Zhi’s study which he usually used. She closed her eyes, as her mind was uncontrollably filled with the image of Zhao Zhi being pierced through the heart with that sword.
(79.1)
Ming Zhu’s back was slim and thin, she was hiding her face, so that the look on her face could not be seen.
Zhao Zhi rubbed his painful eyebrows, lightly opened his thin lips, and said with a warm voice, “The marriage between I and your sister was cancelled.”
Ming Zhu was a little surprised, she remembered that back then the wedding preparations were almost ready, and even the red silk had been hanged everywhere in the residence.
Beside the bed, the candle on the candlestick was about to burn out, Zhao Zhi casually picked up the lampshade, and covered the candle with it. The candle flame which originally was not very bright was immediately extinguished, and the room suddenly fell into complete darkness.
Zhao Zhi gently untied his belt, took off his outer shirt and put it aside. With his collar slightly open, his thin collarbone was exposed, his long ink hair slipped down his back, as he also got into bed. His long thin fingers reached for her shoulders, and he gently dragged the woman out of the covers a little, as he said: “After returning to the capital, we’ll get married.”
His voice was not too high, nor too low, the tone of voice was not too urgent, nor too slow.
It was just right.
His voice wasn’t cold nor warm, and was made very clear.
Ming Zhu’s face became a little red from being smothered under the blanket just now, and her brain was a little foggy, she felt that Zhao Zhi’s words seemed like a joke.
Was it possible that he had been drinking tonight? His words sounded ridiculous to her.
Her hands gripped the blanket hard and she refused to look up at the man in front of her no matter what.
Zhao Zhi pulled her in his arms without using too much force, Ming Zhu’s face was buried in his chest, where she could smell the man’s body faint pear fragrance.
Zhao Zhi’s embrace was warm, his hands were not cold like they usually were. His pair of warm hands were gently placed on her waist, “When the weather gets a little warmer in summer, then we can pick a suitable day ……”
Ming Zhu could no longer stand to listen to him, “I am your concubine.”
Zhao Zhi pursed up his lips without any expression. After a long time, he asked, unconcerned, “So what?”
Ming Zhu was a little breathless from being held between his hands, and she said, “A concubine cannot be elevated as the main wife.”
Wasn’t Zhao Zhi the most respectful of rules? He wouldn’t be ignorant about this common knowledge.
After one’s name was registered on the imperial register, it was even less possible to change it easily.
She had nothing to do with the kind of noble and distinguished girls that he liked at all. Her status was not enough, her talents were not enough, the only thing she had was a little beauty, but beauty would eventually end up being spurned.
Zhao Zhi tightened his thumbs, and his finger bones gradually turned a gruesome white color. He said: “Mmh. It’s not a problem.”
Ming Zhu laughed, “How can it not be a problem? If you do this, there will be people pointing fingers behind your back and calling you stupid and confused.”
For letting himself be seduced by a concubine, head over heels in love.
Ming Zhu didn’t want to marry him. She had no interest in being the crown princess. Did she have to be controlled by him for the rest of her life? Not being able to do anything he didn’t like ?
She then kindly reminded him as she said, “Don’t forget that you wrote my name on the imperial register with your own hand.”
Zhao Zhi remembered that back then, his anger had clouded his judgement. He thought about writing her name on the imperial register so that she could not escape from him in the future, no matter where she escaped to.
Translator : Laura
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