After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 233
~End of chapter 232
Song Huaiqing raised his eyebrows, “Your Highness doesn’t look like you have got a cold.”
His complexion was really too white, and his face had gotten much thinner.
Zhao Zhi’s side eye swept him a glance, and he pursed the corners of the mouth, coldly replying: “It is indeed a cold.”
Song Huaiqing stopped there and did not inquire further. When he came today, he brought a few top quality tonics, ginseng, antlers, bird’s nests, everything. However, whether or not he came to visit Zhao Zhi, or had other personal motives, only he himself knew.
Chapter 233
(83.2)
Ming Zhu took the child on her lap and broke two branches with new buds, before she began to teach her daughter, hand in hand, how to make a wreath.
Xiaoman’s little plump hands were very clumsy, so she was unable to master it no matter how much she learned.
An almost three year old child already knew how to feel embarrassed. It might be that she felt ashamed, for she threw down the branch in her hand, buried her face in her mother’s arms, and childishly said, “I do not want to learn anymore.”
Ming Zhu indulged her, stroking her head, “Alright.”
Ming Zhu braided two wreaths in one go and placed them in her plump hands, “It’s done, is it pretty or not?”
Xiaoman squeezed them tightly in her hands, loving them so much she didn’t want to let go, as she nodded her head, “Pretty, I like it !”
Ming Zhu’s entire attention was on her daughter, she didn’t notice that there were people behind them.
Zhao Zhi in the past didn’t like other people staring at Zhu Zhu, and now it was still the same, he said, “Let’s go.”
Song Huaiqing narrowed his eyes and casually said, “Your daughter’s personality is just like yours.”
“Is that so?”
Song Huaiqing smiled faintly, “Don’t tell me you can’t see it?”
Zhao Zhi thought for a moment, “She indeed takes after me.” He turned his eyes sideways and asked as if he was pondering over something, “What, do you want a child too?”
The smile at the corner of Song Huaiqing’s mouth froze a little, “There’s no rush.”
Zhao Zhi remembered that Song Huaqing had a lot of women in his backyard, he had many romantic affairs, but had yet to get married.
Zhao Zhi wouldn’t bother with the marriage of other people and ordered someone to accompany him to the door.
He himself turned around and went back to the backyard.
Ming Zhu was extraordinarily gentle when she was with her daughter, her face looked peaceful, with no visible coldness at all.
She was wearing a wreath of flowers made of tender branches on her head, her long hair was flowing in the wind, the edge of her eyes looked like the light wings of a butterfly, so pure it was captivating. She was wearing a light gauze silky dress, the gauze was swaying and flying layer upon layer, while her slender arms appeared snow white under the light of the sun, and her delicate snow-like white skin faintly seemed to be blooming. After she was done braiding the wreath, she began to tell her daughter folk tales.
The little girl listened until she became drowsy. She was unable to control her sleepiness, but even as her eyelids were drooping, she was still afraid that her mother would walk away, so she was grasping her fingers, uneasy, “Mom, don’t leave.”
Ming Zhu was very heartbroken, she had been sick for too long before and had been unable to keep her company for all this time.
Ming Zhu touched her daughter’s little face, “Okay, I’ll hug you as you sleep.”
Ming Zhu didn’t even notice when Zhao Zhi came up behind her.
She turned around with her daughter in her arms and froze when she saw the figure standing under the tree.
Zhao Zhi walked up to them slowly and stretched out his arms, “I’ll do it.”
She didn’t pay attention for just an instant, but already the little girl in her arms was taken over by him.
Zhao Zhi had injuries on his body, but it wasn’t a problem.
The summer breeze brushed by, warm and soft.
Ming Zhu stood in the wind, slightly raising her head, her eyes looked towards Zhao Zhi. He was wearing a moon-white long gown, a belt with hanging jade pendants was tied on his waist, the cuffs of his sleeves were embroidered with cloud patterns, he was thin and jagged, with the bearing of a pine tree.
When he did not have a smile on his face, he appeared icy, cold and distant, making the people seeing him want to step back.
Ming Zhu suddenly felt a little sad, but she didn’t know why.
She had once succumbed to his gentleness, and it seemed that she had really loved him.
Unfortunately now, the love that she once had had long since ran out, faded into the years.
She had struggled hard, but he was firmly grasping in his hand the other piece of the kite string.
Ming Zhu’s eyes turned sour, perhaps she really had to live with Zhao Zhi for the rest of her life.
Zhao Zhi saw her wet eyes and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Ming Zhu turned her face away, “Nothing.”
Zhao Zhi pursed his lips, “Why are you sad?”
His perception was amazingly observant and he was extremely sensitive to her emotions.
She was very sad.
With the look in her eyes, she couldn’t fool anyone.
Ming Zhu remained quiet and didn’t say anything, in fact, she didn’t know what to say.
The corners of Zhao Zhi’s mouth curved down, his smile looked a little ugly, “Being with me, is it really such a sad thing ?”
Ming Zhu wasn’t good at lying, and every time she lied, he could see through it.
She simply didn’t answer.
Zhao Zhi would prefer hear her say that it wasn’t true, or anything for the matter, would be better than how she was right now, not saying a single word.
The fragility and sadness that she was unintentionally revealing, and this dead silence, it was like burning red-hot iron was being poured over his heart, making the flesh sizzle.
The deep, profound and seemingly endless pain pierced through his spinal cord.
Zhao Zhi took a deep breath, he shouldn’t have asked.
Translator : Laura
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