CH 119

Ming Zhu almost bit her tongue, he had indeed found out. Then, she felt some kind of anger rising up, how could he just go through her things? Could it be that in his eyes, she couldn’t have any privacy at all?

Ming Zhu’s teeth bit down so hard, her lower lip was torn. Thin beads of blood seeped into her mouth and a light salty taste spread inside.

It was as if Zhao Zhi could read what was in her mind. The curve of his mouth deepened, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, as he said somewhat mockingly, “I saw it unintentionally.”

She was still wearing hairpins on her head, it was inevitable that she would feel uncomfortable sleeping that way, for they would tug at her hair when she turned around a bit.

“Tell me, what’s in here.” Zhao Zhi said indifferently as he took a sip of tea.

Chapter 119

(43.3)

Ming Zhu, however, was terrified of this calmness of his, her little legs went weak, and she fell into a chair. Her face became whiter and whiter, and her eyes redder and redder. She took a deep breath, “Don’t you know already by now?”

Wasn’t he here now to blame and punish her? Why make the extra effort to ask her again?

The two people remained silent, without saying a word for a long time.

This near-death silence was like a huge stone pressing down on her heart.

Zhao Zhi raised his hand and smashed the bottle to the ground in front of her. Broken porcelain pieces were scattered at her feet.

He walked up to her, squeezed her chin with two fingers and forced her to look up at himself, “You don’t want a child that badly?”

Even at the expense of her own body, which would be damaged by this extremely vicious kind of medicine.

Ming Zhu lowered her eyelids, the water droplets in her eyes followed along and rolled down, smashing onto his fingertips. Their hot temperature felt as if they were burning and leaving a huge painful wound on his fingers.

With a tear-stained face, she said softly, “You’re the one who doesn’t want to.”

Every time they did it, the reason why he always gave her contraceptive soup, wasn’t it because he felt that she was not worthy of giving birth to his child? If this was the case, how could he sincerely change his mind now? Actually, he was just using this as a mean to trap both her body and her heart. If she had a child, she would not run away for the sake of the child.

But a child born in this kind of situation would not be loved by his father.

The child would become as invisible as she was, unable to see other people.

Why should she bring him into this world?

Biying, who was standing across the door, suddenly said in a low voice: “Your Highness, it’s time for dinner.”

Zhao Zhi coldly told the servants to all scram away.

Very quickly, there was no more sound at all.

Ming Zhu wiped her tears with her sleeve, her eyes looked red as a rabbit’s, she said, “Your Highness, you can’t be so selfish.”

Zhao Zhi’s felt a sour taste coming from his throat. Her words, which didn’t sound offensive, were like knives being stabbed in his heart.

He squeezed her wrist with force, somewhat out of control, “So you’d rather take this medicine, is that it?”

“Yes.”

“Do you know the consequences of taking these pills?” He said in her ear, almost gnashing his teeth.

Ming Zhu nodded her head, looking very well-behaved, “I know.”

She lifted her head and smiled, “It’s okay, I wasn’t planning on having any children in this life anyway.”

Especially having a child with him.

Zhao Zhi clenched his teeth. He opened his mouth but found himself unable to speak.

Ming Zhu broke away from his grip and said, “Your Highness, you don’t need to feel angry. It was already difficult for me to ever get pregnant again, taking this medicine is just my own attempt to have some peace of mind.”

During this more than a year time, the times he and she had been intimate were really numerous, and, every time, someone would watch and make sure that she drank the contraceptive soup.

Zhao Zhi naturally also thought of this, his finger bones turned white from being clenched together, just breathing made him feel pain in his chest. He said “good” three times in a row, his voice sounded like it was squeezed out from the depths of the throat, it was raspy and hoarse: “I’m not forcing you.”

Zhao Zhi did not say any extra words. He turned around and walked out of the courtyard door. His face looked pale as he instructed the residence housekeeper: “Arrange things as they were before.”

She didn’t want it, then let her continue to take the medicine.

He didn’t need to humiliate himself, it was better to just fulfill her wish.

(44.1)

Ming Zhu squatted down and picked up the pieces of porcelain on the floor one by one.

Biying entered the room and saw that she was squatting on the ground. Seeing the fragments next to her hands, she ran up to her in a hurry, “Miss, don’t move, be careful of hurting your hand.”

Biying used a handkerchief to wrap up the ceramic fragments. She then found out that miss Ming Zhu’s fingers were injured. The tips of her fingers, at some point in time, had been poked and were left with several small cuts.

Biying immediately got up and went to find medicine for her.

Ming Zhu sat down absent-mindedly, unable to feel the pain of her wounded fingers.

Biying took the medicine for treating wounds, carefully lifted her injured fingers and applied the medicine for her before wrapped the injuries with gauze. She advised, “Miss, you’d better not touch water for a few days.”

“Alright.”

Biying then asked, “Are you hungry? Do you want to eat first?”

She looked at Ming Zhu with worried eyes, hesitating to speak, wanting to ask but not daring to do so. She did not know what had happened this time between His Highness and miss Ming Zhu for their argument to be this bad. She had not heard His Highness’s furious “scram” for a long time already. She had never seen His Highness smash anything either.

Although Ming Zhu had no appetite, but she hadn’t eaten anything all day. She didn’t want to mistreat her body, “I’m hungry.”

Biying asked the kitchen staff to send over dishes that were still hot, all of them were light dishes, there was also her favorite pork ribs and yam soup.

Ming Zhu forced herself to eat half a bowl of rice and drink a bowl of soup. Some blood then returned to her face.

Biying looked at her with pity and heartache in her eyes, “You should eat more, your face looks thinner recently.”

She had indeed lost some weight over the past few days, her round cheeks didn’t look as plump as before.

Ming Zhu said, “But I’m already full.”

Her mood didn’t seem to be affected at all.

Biying then removed the plates from the table.