How did her third uncle learn about it? It was impossible for Ah Rou to betray her, unless they left a trail behind them, making her third uncle catch on.

Zhao Zhi said calmly, “It was your third uncle who stopped me and told me about it.”

He then said, “Do you think you can rely on the Ming family? If they could be relied on, they wouldn’t have sent you to me back then.”

Ming Zhu pretended not to have heard him. Both sides were infernal fire pits all the same.

Zhao Zhi didn’t even give her the chance to avoid him, lifting her face by force, he said to her, “Zhu Zhu, the only person you can rely on, is me.”

The tea on the table had turned cold, the aroma of the tea smelled like the taste had become  astringent.

Being held in his arms, she did not even want to say anything.

Zhao Zhi did not even care if she was not responding, when he was holding her, his heart would not feel so panicked anymore.

She had failed the first time, there would be no second chance.

After this incident, the maidservant who had helped her bring the medicine to the kitchen to cook it that day had been scared out of her mind, and no one dared to listen easily to her orders anymore. Before doing anything, they had to ask the crown prince’s permission, and they dared to do it only when he nodded his head.

But there was nothing that Ming Zhu really needed them to do anyway.

When Biying learned that miss Ming Zhu wanted to cruelly drink an abortion medicine, her tears fell down right in front of her. Wiping the corners of her eyes, she said with a sobbing voice, “Miss, this is also your flesh and blood.”

Ming Zhu wiped away the tears on her cheeks with her handkerchief and sighed.

Biying advised her: “As I see it, you also like children, you absolutely must not, just because you’re angry at His Highness, have the child… ” She could not go on with the next words. Sniffling, she continued: “Besides, your health is not even good. Who knows how long you’d have to wait for the next pregnancy.”

“I know you care about me.”

Biying was really thinking for her sake very thoroughly. Once the side consort would be married into the residence, it was most likely that a crown princess would be married into the residence quickly after.

The number of women in the backyard of the crown prince would only increase.

Miss Ming Zhu could use the child to quickly gain a firm foothold in the residence and stabilize her position, that was the only way for her to be favored for a long time.

Even if the crown prince really fell in love with other girls in the future, miss Ming Zhu would still have a child to count on, and her end would not be too bleak.

Besides, the crown prince wasn’t a fickle man, he would not forget the old lover, his love could be considered a long-lasting love.

The rainy season at the end of summer had now passed, and early autumn was here. It seemed that nothing had ever happened between Ming Zhu and Zhao Zhi: how it used to be before was how it was now.

The time Zhao Zhi spent staying by her side was increasing more and more, he touched her belly every day before going to bed, and sometimes he even talked to the child.

Through veiled words, Ming Zhu was sarcastic, “She still doesn’t understand anything.”

Zhao Zhi said, “That’s not necessarily true.”

Ming Zhu often did not want to talk to him, so she found an excuse and went to the bookshelf where she picked two books.

Seeing the words on the book cover, Zhao Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled lightly: “Can you understand it?”

Ming Zhu really couldn’t read complex books with deep meanings, she said: “Don’t you like talented girls? I don’t have much learning, but the child can’t be like me in this aspect, so I can only start now her education.”

Zhao Zhi laughed: “When did I say I like talented girls?”

“You never said that, but I can see it.”

Zhao Zhi, a very noble person, was from birth a man with a high and proud personality. It was only when he looked at these few women with amazing talents that he would reluctantly lower his noble eyes and look at them more than once.

Zhao Zhi denied it, “That’s not necessarily true either.”

Ming Zhu didn’t bother to argue with him and just sat down with the book in her hands. Zhao Zhi took the book out of her hand and held it in his right hand, “If you can’t understand it, don’t force yourself to read it, you’ll avoid hurting your eyes.”

“Who said I can’t understand it?”

“If you really want to read it, I can read it to you.”

“Good, then you read it.”

That way she didn’t have to talk to him.

The sound of Zhao Zhi reading was so pleasant, like a soft breeze on her face, that Ming Zhu got sleepy after listening to only a few sentences. Resting her head on his lap, she closed her eyes and fell asleep while listening to his voice.

When Zhao Zhi had finished reading a long poem, he looked down and found out that she had fallen asleep.

There was a cold breeze coming through the window, it was really not a very good place to sleep.

Zhao Zhi carried her to the bed and lowered the bed curtains to let her have a good rest.

He put the books back on the shelves as they were before and then when he saw her messy desk, he tidied it up for her.

Fine sheets of paper were scattered all over the place with the marks of her daily and nightly writing practice.

Zhao Zhi randomly picked up a few sheets of paper, but when he caught sight of the character Wei, written very carefully and seriously, his face could not help but turn somber.