After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 230
Chapter 230
(82.1)
Ming Zhu was really so hungry she somewhat couldn’t stand it anymore, she had been sick for a few days before so her consciousness had been blurry, so she pretty much hadn’t eaten anything at all.
Yesterday evening, when she woke up, she didn’t even eat a grain of rice, but ended up spending a night of torment, so strenuous it exhausted her mind and depleted her physical strength.
After Ming Zhu finished this sentence, she stood up and ran to the door, she placed her fingers on the sunken bolt of the door, she pushed hard towards the outside, but wasn’t able to push open the door.
She told the people outside the door that she was hungry, but no one paid any attention to her.
Suddenly she realized. They had locked her up with Zhao Zhi, who was between life and death, and most likely they would only release her if he woke up.
There was only a pot of cold tea left on the sandalwood round table, and Ming Zhu drank two cups of cold tea to fill her stomach.
She then sat once again on the side of the bed, bringing her knees slowly together, she buried her face between her knees, her long hair scattered down her skirt, as her body curled up into a small ball.
There was a candlestick lit on the bedside, and the candle flame was casting light through the lampshade.
Ming Zhu remained quiet for a while. She slowly raised her small face, the candle light was casting trembling shadows on her jade white face.
She turned her head to look at the sleeping man on the bed, pulled up the corners of her mouth, and laughed lowly. The shallow dimples on her cheeks faintly appeared, as she said, “Zhao Zhi, I don’t want to die yet.”
The man quietly lying in bed looked calm, his relaxed face was beautiful as if he was only temporarily asleep.
Under the covers, his fingers seemed to be moving.
Ming Zhu did not regret stabbing him with that dagger, she had vented her anger this way, the sound of the blade of the dagger piercing through his clothes, flesh and blood was refreshing to listen to.
Now it was already summer, but she still felt that it was very cold inside the room, her hands and feet were cold, without any warmth. She clenched her hands hard, and her eyes turned red out of nowhere, “I haven’t had enough good days.”
Her wish was very small.
She wasn’t greedy.
Marrying someone who loves her and raising children, in serenity and peace.
Ming Zhu figured that Zhao Zhi most likely wouldn’t wake up and rambled continuously to herself, “I dreamed of Wei Chiyu again a few days ago. When he came to my house to propose marriage, I was really very happy.”
“Both the matriarch and my legitimate elder sister looked at me as an eyesore, I didn’t like the Ming family at all, and I didn’t want to be a quiet and refined lady at all, but I had to live under their watch, so I could only be obedient and lower my presence.”
Ming Zhu had never said these words in front of him. In the past, it was because she didn’t want to say it, but now it didn’t matter, anyway he couldn’t hear anything.
“I wanted to marry someone so badly at that time, if I got married, I wouldn’t have to wash Ming Ru and Ming Yuan’s clothes anymore. When my hands were soaked in cold water during winter, I was close to freeze to death.”
Ming Zhu didn’t know what she was saying anymore, she spoke a lot, and then yawned. She was actually getting a little sleepy.
The light outside the window gradually got dim, it was unsure how much time had passed. Ming Zhu was so hungry she now longer had the energy to be angry, she mumbled to herself with a hoarse voice, “I’m not going to starve to death, am I ?”
She didn’t think anyone would respond to her. But suddenly, she heard a weak and hoarse voice.
“You won’t.”
The man’s breath was unsteady as he said those words, like he was straining himself to squeeze those words out of his throat.
Zhao Zhi’s fingers moved, and he slowly opened his eyelids. His eyes slowly turned to her, and he looked at her face fixedly.
The hot sweat on his forehead due to the high fever had dampened a few strands of his long scattered hair. He was wearing a snow-colored undergarment, half leaning against the pillow, his face and lips looked as pale as snow, like a sick beauty.
Zhao Zhi had just woken up from his sleep, and his powerful and hard fingertips clutched her palm with force, making her small hand feel a little painful.
Ming Zhu let out a small cry of pain.
Zhao Zhi slightly loosened his force, and he suppressed the itch in his throat to call in the person guarding the door with a hoarse voice.
When the intendant Lin heard the crown prince’s cough, he was overjoyed. He rushed to use the key to unlock the door lock and then entered the room along with the imperial doctor.
Zhao Zhi was already sitting up in the bed, his back lazily leaning against the pillows, his long hair scattered on his back, with a beautiful face and red lips. The look of being gravely injured and not totally recovered made him look like a shattered beauty.
“Your Highness ……”
The intendant Lin only just started to speak, but he was interrupted by Zhao Zhi’s cold voice. There was no emotion in the man’s eyes, as he coldly said, “Zhu Zhu is hungry.”
Translator : Laura
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