After Being Kidnapped by the Crown Prince - Chapter 92
Ming Zhu was awakened by someone tapping her. Biying was looking at her with a worried gaze, “Miss, are you okay? Just now, you’ve been crying non-stop.”
Ming Zhu’s expression looked dazed. When she raised her hand to wipe her face, she felt the tear marks. She shook her head, “I’m fine.”
She often thought that there might be a chance that that cup of poisoned wine was something that the crown princess had done behind his back, in secret, hiding it from him. After all, he was someone she had loved in her previous life, she would want to find excuses for him.
But hearing him say “I’ve wronged you.”
Ming Zhu felt that she could no longer lie to herself.
If this wasn’t a dream, it would have been nice, she could have rushed up to Zhao Zhi and asked him straightforwardly, how he could not even allow her to live, when they had been together, sharing a bed, for more than five years ?
Biying handed her a handkerchief, “Miss, wipe your face.”
Ming Zhu took the handkerchief and wiped away the tear marks on her face. She sat on the bed for a long time, in a daze. After her emotions calmed down, she had another matter to take care of that was going to give her a headache.
She had to drink the medicine again.
Fortunately, she was careful yesterday and took some extra medicine that she hid in the cupboard.
The new dress that she had worn only once last night could no longer be worn. Today, Ming Zhu dressed herself in a pink jacket and skirt, and then she told Biying that she wanted to go to the kitchen.
“Why does miss want to go to the kitchen?”
She used Zhao Zhi as an excuse, “I want to make a soup for the crown prince.”
Biying was overjoyed, miss Ming Zhu had finally stopped being stubborn and thought things through.
“I will take you there.”
Ming Zhu hid the herbs in her sleeve and brought them to the kitchen. She found a pot for boiling soup and easily put it on the coal stove to boil, she closed it tightly with lid, without no one noticing.
As for the other pot of chicken soup, she didn’t pay much attention to it and didn’t even notice that the bottom of the pot had become scorched.
When the cook smelled the smell of scorch, it was too late to even add water to save the soup.
Ming Zhu didn’t care about the burnt chicken soup at all, she said, “If it can’t be drunk, just throw it away.”
Biying felt it was a pity, “Miss, how about you make another soup?”
Ming Zhu said perfunctorily, “I’ve just remembered now that His Highness doesn’t like chicken soup.”
“Is that so?”
Ming Zhu pushed her out of the kitchen, “You go out first, I’ll cook him another lamb soup, using a secret recipe.”
Biying naively believed that she really had another secret recipe, and, with her own wishful thinking, believed that the miss was really placing His Highness more and more inside her heart.
When no one was left in the kitchen, Ming Zhu drank the contraceptive soup she had cooked herself while it was still hot.
After the bowl of medicine was down into her stomach, her anxious heart could finally rest easy.
If Zhao Zhi learned that she was going against him behind his back, he would definitely be furious again.
Thus Ming Zhu was very cautious. She disposed of all the dregs of the medicine and then washed the pot. She made sure no one would find out before she walked out of the kitchen.
It took more than an hour for the lamb soup to finish stewing.
Biying said, “His Highness just came back and when he heard that you stewed lamb soup for him, he seemed very happy and asked you to send it over to him.
Ming Zhu could only make the trip there.
She carried the food box in her hand. The lamb soup inside the box was fragrant. This time, she didn’t need to report her arrival, thus she entered the study directly.
There was a guest in the study.
It was the shizi who had recognized her last time when she was trying to run away.
Ming Zhu found the look in his eyes as he looked at her to be unexplainably strange and his gaze made her feel uncomfortable.
She was still quite resentful. If it wasn’t for this shizi, she wouldn’t have been found by Zhao Zhi so quickly.
Ming Zhu walked up to Zhao Zhi with a cold face and asked him, “Would Your Highness like to drink some soup?”
Zhao Zhi didn’t answer, paused for a moment, and instead asked her, “Why does your body smell like medicine?”
Ming Zhu froze for an instant, but still managed to calmly lie to him as she said, “I used some medicinal herbs to make the soup, so I might have gotten the smell of medicine on me as a result.”
Zhao Zhi did not doubt the truth of her words.
Ming Zhu breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. She then opened the food box and took out the bowl of freshly boiled lamb soup and pushed it in front of him. When she was obedient and docile, she had a gentle look on her face, “You try it.”
Translator : Laura
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