After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 254
Chapter 254
(91.2)
Maybe it was because the weather was too hot recently, but Ming Zhu was impatient and irritable, and she didn’t like to meet new people, so her temper flared up and she couldn’t help it, “Stop hugging me, I’m sweating.”
Zhao Zhi’s temper was surprisingly good. He ordered two more pots of ice to be brought into the room.
Ming Zhu seemed to still be dissatisfied as she lowered her head and eyes, absent-mindedly starting to play with her fingers.
Zhao Zhi was helpless, “Don’t scratch your hands.”
Her skin was delicate, her nails were thin and long, and if she scratched her hands too much, he feared she would break the skin and bleed.
Ming Zhu whispered, “Don’t mind me.”
Zhao Zhi squeezed her fingertips, “Are you bored?”
Ming Zhu pursed the corners of her lips, “I want to go back.”
Zhao Zhi pretended not to see her unwillingness to be with him. His warm palm gently held her thin wrist, “Let’s go walk in the street first.”
Song Huaiqing looked at the backs of the two people leaving. After a while, he quietly withdrew his gaze, picked up the cup of wine in front of him, tilted his face and swallowed it. The strong wine burned through his throat, slightly stinging.
Suddenly, it was unsure what he was thinking of, but the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile filled with sarcasm.
He had really lost his mind, that he actually began to fantasize about such a woman.
She only had beauty, no talent, her character was timid and her family background was not good.
A few years ago, when he saw Zhao Zhi living like a half-dead zombie, in his mind, he did look down on him a little. It was just a dead concubine. She was beautiful, but wouldn’t finding another concubine even more beautiful than her do the trick ?
It turned out that some people in this world, really could make you addicted. Unable to forget, and unable to let go.
Gu Wenxuan, who was sitting beside him, casually asked, “Lord Song, why did you keep staring at the crown princess just now?”
Song Huaiqing didn’t reply, he wrapped his arm around the young girl who was standing beside him to serve him wine, and put the person onto his lap, before saying with a smile, “It was nothing much, it’s just that I haven’t seen such an ungrateful person in a long time.”
Gu Wenxuan froze for two seconds and said, “The crown princess is indeed somewhat capricious.”
Thinking about how she had faked her death to escape, the corners of Song Huaiqing’s lips rose and he laughed in mockery, “She’s more than just ungrateful.”
She had ruthlessly played with Zhao Zhi, torturing the person into living like the dead without a care, while she stayed in Yangzhou, living a happy life, and even hooking up once again with her childhood sweetheart.
Yet, Zhao Zhi actually indulged her. If it was him in his place, this matter would not have been brushed over so easily.
Tightly holding Ming Zhu’s hand, Zhao Zhi led her down the stairs. That was when he ran headlong into a familiar woman.
Sheng Ling was dressed in red, with a soft whip at her waist, with a thin red mark painted between her eyebrows, her heavy makeup was gorgeous, and she looked arrogant and haughty.
When Sheng Ling saw Zhao Zhi, she suppressed the hostility in her eyes and revealed a bright smile, “Cousin.”
Looking at this face, Zhao Zhi felt a sharp stabbing pain flashing through the back of his head, like many needles were stabbed into his veins. His face paled and his complexion turned ugly. Snapping back from the extreme pain, he looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly, and slightly nodded, cold and distant, “Cousin.”
Zhao Zhi also hadn’t seen Sheng Ling for a long time, and had long forgotten about this person.
Now that he was suddenly seeing her face, many unfamiliar images violently barged into his mind. The woman was questioning him with a loud voice, with a sad and shrill tone.
The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt.
In those reality-like dreams, except for Zhu Zhu, he had hardly ever seen anyone else.
Seeing that Zhao Zhi’s face didn’t look too good, Sheng Ling couldn’t help but take a few steps forward, and reach out her hand, about to touch him, “Cousin, what’s wrong with you?”
Zhao Zhi tugged Ming Zhu’s arm to the side to avoid her touch, “I’m fine.”
Zhao Zhi subconsciously didn’t want Sheng Ling to touch Ming Zhu. He obviously didn’t have any interest in making small talk with Sheng Ling, so he indifferently passed by her, taking big steps to leave.
Zhao Zhi’s head was still hurting, and blurry images kept drilling into his head.
“Cousin, she’s already dead.”
“Even if you kill everyone else, she can’t come back.”
“Cousin, your wife is me.”
“Cousin, forget about her.”
Zhao Zhi’s chest was in great mourning and he couldn’t breathe from the pain, the world became black in front of his eyes, and he supported himself with one hand on the stone lion next to the pillar, his face ghastly white as he gasped cold air.
Ming Zhu didn’t know what was wrong with him all of a sudden, he looked so weak it was as if he was going to collapse at any moment.
Zhao Zhi closed his eyes, the expression on his face looked a little ferocious, and the veins on his hand that was placed on the stone lion were swollen.
Ming Zhu asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
Translator : Laura
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