CH 116

He only dared to mutter these words in his mind, but he absolutely wouldn’t dare to say it in front of the crown prince.

“If miss Ming wants to have a child, it will take at least a year and a half to nurture her body.” The doctor laughed awkwardly as he continued, “As for the contraceptive soup, she must absolutely never drink it again.”

Zhao Zhi frowned without realizing it, one year and a half sounded a bit long.

He didn’t know if, after one year and a half, Ming Zhu would have thought things through and would nicely stay by his side.

After hearing these words, Zhao Zhi’s mind started wandering and he immediately ordered someone to escort the doctor back to the medicine shop.

Ming Zhu could not breathe properly in the study and opened the window to let the cold wind blow inside, she then felt better. She did not know what the doctor was going to say to Zhao Zhi. During the time she was waiting for him to come back, she was bored but still fearful. She casually flipped through the books on his bookshelf, but she was unable to calm down her heart even as she was reading a book.

When Zhao Zhi came back, she couldn’t help but be nervous and the book in her hand slipped and fell to the ground.

Zhao Zhi picked up the book for her and swept a glance at the cover, “How come you’re reading the Art of War? Can you understand it?”

His demeanor and expression was the same as usual, his words were gentle and she wasn’t feeling the slightest bit of oppression.

Ming Zhu shook her head, “I can’t understand it.”

Zhao Zhi casually put the book back on the bookshelf, looking at her frightened expression, he couldn’t help but caress her face, “There’s nothing wrong.”

“That’s good then.” Ming Zhu thought that she was fortunate this time, she had avoided a calamity.

In a trance, she left Zhao Zhi’s study and returned to her own room. Her tired body fell on the bed, the whole person buried herself under the blanket, unwilling to move or speak.

“Miss, you’ll suffocate to death if you sleep like this.”

Ming Zhu listened to her and flipped over, she said, “I want to eat sugary fruits (tanghulu).”

Biying smiled and said, “Is miss having cravings again?”

Ming Zhu loved to eat pastries when she was in a bad mood, she used to have some sugar cubes hidden at home that she would take out to eat when she was unhappy.

Ming Zhu kicked off the embroidered shoes she was wearing on her feet as well as the white socks, and she rolled into the inside part of the bed, “It’s fine even if it’s sugar cubes, I’m not picky.”

Biying found her a few peanut candies from the box that contained small snacks.

Ming Zhu ate several in a row and finally felt like she was alive again.

Sitting on the bed, she began to seriously think about the reason why Zhao Zhi suddenly wanted her to have a child. She couldn’t figure out how a man like him, with his deep scheming heart and cold indifferent nature, could also like children?

Besides, her elder sister was going to enter the residence in a few months.

If Zhao Zhi wanted a child, he should let the well-born side consort give birth to the child.

Although Ming Zhu disliked Ming Ru, but she also had to admit, that there had been many people in the past who had stepped through the threshold of the Ming family wanting to marry Ming Ru.

But Ming Ru didn’t like any of them, for she was probably waiting for Zhao Zhi.

Ming Zhu asked, “Biying, at what date is His Highness and my elder sister’s wedding set up for?”

Biying pursed her lips, “The tenth day of the tenth month.”

They heard that this was the good date that the grand master of Fuyuan Temple had calculated for His Highness and miss Ming Ru.

Ming Zhu counted on her fingers, “There’s still seven months?”

Biying’s voice sounded downcast, she was trying to avoid this matter, “Hmm.”

Ming Zhu seemed as if she was asking things of no importance to her, there was no trace of sadness. She was thinking that two months before the big wedding, Zhao Zhi would certainly be very busy, and would then have no extra energy to watch over her. That time would be the best time for her to die and disappear.

The master and the servant had just finished saying these words when the maidservant standing at the door called out in a low voice “Your Highness.”

Ming Zhu didn’t have the time to put back on her shoes, nor to put back on her socks. When Zhao Zhi walked in and saw the white socks on the carpet, he slightly frowned. He then bent down and picked up her socks before sitting on the edge of the bed, “Give me your feet.”

She stretched out her feet. Her toes were round and white, they looked very cute.

Zhao Zhi helped her put on her socks, “It’s good now.”

Ming Zhu hid her little feet back into the quilt, her expression appeared a little embarrassed.

Seeing the candy papers on the small table beside the bedhead, Zhao Zhi asked, “How many have you eaten?”

“I forgot.”

“Don’t eat too much, less your teeth go bad.”

If she ate too much of it, her teeth would hurt again, and it would be troublesome to cure them. When Zhao Xin was a child, she also liked to eat candy and two of her teeth went bad because of it. When they were pulled out, she had cried as if it was her heart and lungs that were being pulled out. The good thing was that she was still young, thus new teeth grew again even though the previous one were pulled out.

“It’s not like I eat candy as a meal three times a day.”

“Mmh, when your teeth all fall out, don’t cry in front of me.”