CH 129

Ming Zhu was very sleepy these days, as if no matter how long she slept, she still could not get enough, even sleeping until the sky was dark would not be enough.

After she got up and got dressed, she kept squinting and yawning repeatedly.

Biying helped her brush her hair and smiled: “Old people say it’s easy to feel sleepy in spring and dull in autumn, how come you are so sleepy even in summer?”

“Maybe I was too tired last night.”

Because of the struggle in the water, her arms and calves were still feeling sore at this moment.

Chapter 129

(47.1)

Biying pinned a white jade hairpin in Ming Zhu’s bun, making her look even softer, “Does miss think it looks good?”

There was no product on Ming Zhu’s face, yet no blemish could be seen, she had a clear face, her complexion was also looking very good, white with tinges of red, fresh and watery like a fruit.

She nodded: “It looks good.”

The continuous summer days were getting hotter every day. Ming Zhu ate a bowl of icy sesame sticky rice balls to relieve herself of the summer heat.

In the shade under the eaves, a small table was set up along with a deck chair as well. Every day, Ming Zhu leaned on the chair, reading a book to pass the time.

Zhao Zhi sent someone to summon her to the palace, the person did not say anything else, only that the crown prince was inviting her to come over.

Ming Zhu could never guess what Zhao Zhi was thinking, she could only get on the carriage heading towards the palace.

She was driven directly to Zhao Zhi’s palace, where she had stayed for two days last time, so now she was not a stranger to the place.

Bored and without anything to do, she took a pair of scissors from his desk and began to trim the flowers in the courtyard.

When Zhao Zhi came back, she was bending over in front of a flowerpot, busy doing her thing. After calling the person over, he started regretting it a little.

When Ming Zhu looked up and saw it was him, she put the scissors in the basket along with the flowers she had just cut, “Your Highness.”

Zhao Zhi took the things in her hand, “Don’t touch the scissors, it’s too dangerous.”

Ming Zhu was quite speechless, last night she carelessly fell into the water, and he suspected that she did it to kill herself. Now she took a pair of scissors, and he actually was so worried about it.

Could it be that in his mind he believed that she was a person who liked to commit suicide?

Ming Zhu said “oh” twice before asking: “You called me over, is there an urgent matter?”

Zhao Zhi raised his eyes and looked deeply at her twice, “Aren’t you a sweet rice cake lover?”

“Huh?”

Zhao Zhi took her hand and walked outside while telling her, “The ones before were cakes my mother made, today she just made a different kind, so I’m taking you there to try them.”

Ming Zhu was surprised by his favor, she lowered her head, looking at her shadow on the ground, she “mmh” twice, not knowing exactly what to say.

She had never met Zhao Zhi’s mother, and she also didn’t really know what kind of people his parents were.

Actually, she was not too willing to meet his elders, her status wasn’t fitting at all, and being looked at with a demeaning gaze by someone was something that would still hurt her heart.

Ming Zhu followed him along a winding path. They then passed through a long corridor before stopping outside of a secluded courtyard.

When Song Luan heard the maidservant announcing their presence, she urgently came out of the small kitchen. Seeing the young lady standing beside her son, she smiled, “You can sit down.”

Ming Zhu’s body stiffened as she sat in the empty seat next to Zhao Zhi. As Song Luan brought two plates of warm glutinous rice cakes, her eyes, without blinking, kept looking at Ming Zhu. She asked, “This is miss Ming, right?”

She thought this was Ming Ru, who was engaged to Zhao Zhi, she didn’t think it could be anyone else.

Ming Zhu could not nod, nor shake her head. Very embarrassed, she started fidgeting in her seat.

Zhao Zhi’s fingers paused. Sipping his tea, he nodded without any change in his expression: “Mmh. It’s her.”

Song Luan thought that she looked amiable, snow-white and cute and also somewhat charming, she already liked her very much since the first glance.

She intimately took the little lady’s hand, “I’ve always wanted to meet you, but unfortunately I didn’t have the chance until now.”

Ming Zhu felt that her hand was very warm and comfortable. Looking at the gentle woman in front of her, her heart gradually calmed down, but unfortunately, she was clumsy at speaking, and was unable to find nice words to say.

Song Luan could see that she was afraid of strangers, she smiled, “Is he treating you well? If he bullies you in the future, you can always come and tell me about it.”

“His Highness treats me very well.” Ming Zhu said, without emotion.

They were meeting today for the first time, Ming Zhu didn’t have the courage to tell her that Zhao Zhi had forcefully snatched her, the daughter of a common family.

Song Luan was overjoyed, “Mmh, then I’m relieved.”

Between husband and wife, love was definitely a must to live happily together. If one was unwilling or unloving, they could only look at each other with aversion for the rest of their lives.

Song Luan put the jade bracelet on her wrist in Ming Zhu’s hand, “You and I are kindred spirits, this jade bracelet is my meeting gift.”

Ming Zhu did not dare to accept it, but she could not refuse it neither. In the end, she thickened her skin and accepted it.

Song Luan was rarely this happy, thus she dug out the wine she had brewed herself three years ago, from under the peach tree, “Do not let your father know, I’m not letting him drink it.”

Zhao Zhi was helpless, “Alright.”

Zhao Zhi could not drink wine, thus he did not even take one sip, but he very generously let Ming Zhu have a cup, it was the right amount to taste it and appreciate its flavor, but she could not drink in excess.