National Beauty

Chapter 111 111

Shou Wang was not by his side. Song Jianing slept very sweetly this night, and she was in good spirits. She sat on the warm couch next to the window and watched “Historical Records” by herself. There are so many books on the bookshelf, the prince must have his reason for picking this one to her, so Song Jianing read it word by word carefully, read it very carefully, and wrote down what he didn’t understand, and asked him when the prince came back.

When he was tired, Song Jianing went to Baiguoyuan for a stroll. The stepfather is a heavy court official. As a princess, she can’t pass by no matter how close she is to avoid suspicion. Song Jianing is satisfied if she can listen to her brother playing around the wall, but the palace garden is quiet, and Song Jianing is here Quting sat for two quarters of an hour and left disappointed.

In the evening, Zhao Heng returned to the house, and Mr. Fu reported the princess’s movement on the day as usual: “I stayed in Dequting for two quarters of an hour and stayed in the house the rest of the time.” As for what he did in the house, he didn’t know what he had done in the house. Yes, the master just asked him to pay attention, and didn’t ask him to spy out so finely.

When Zhao Heng heard the words, he glanced at the Guogong Mansion.

When he came to the backyard, he walked directly to the east side room, which meant talking before dinner. Song Jianing happened to have a lot of questions. After following up, she saw King Shou sitting on the couch. She used to serve him tea first. Zhao Heng lowered his head to accept the tea bowl and caught a glimpse of the blood jade bracelet exposed at her cuffs, which was the one he gave.

Without changing his mind, Zhao Heng drank tea in silence.

“Is the prince tired today?” Song Jianing stood in front of him and asked after putting the tea bowl away, his eyes full of concern.

Zhao Heng recalled today and said: “It’s OK.”

Song Jianing laughed: “Then the prince can help me solve my doubts. I watched “Historical Records” for a day today, and there are many things I don’t understand.”

She was so easy to learn, Zhao Heng smiled, took off his boots and moved to the warm couch, telling her to sit up too. Song Jianing’s “Historical Records” is on the low table. The maps he left here are also prepared in advance, and the couple are sitting side by side. Song Jianing was modest and studious, but Zhao Heng’s eyes were attracted by her bracelet wrist, absent-minded.

Song Jianing lowered her head and didn’t notice anything. After asking a question, she didn’t get a response. She looked up suspiciously, but saw the man staring at her left hand. Song Jianing glanced at the bracelet on his wrist, understood, and whispered: “That phoenix hairpin is too swagger, this one is blocked by a sleeve, so I will put it on. If the prince finds it inappropriate…”

“Wearing, lining you.” Zhao Heng bluntly boasted.

Song Jianing was overjoyed. He covered it with a sleeve just as she put on the bracelet yesterday. She thought the prince didn’t want her to wear it.

Since the bracelet was okay, Song Jianing continued to ask for advice. The book was placed in front of him, and she leaned toward him. Zhao Heng smelled the faint fragrance of her body, looked at her peach-like profile, his throat moved, and suddenly he hugged her on his lap and told her to lean on his arm. Song Jianing was taken aback and raised his head.

“It’s convenient.” Zhao Heng said calmly.

He believed what Song Jianing said, and found that place again. Zhao Heng looked at it and explained it concisely, but no matter how serious he said, Song Jianing could feel the changes under the skirt little by little. Like bamboo shoots after the rain, they happily popped out of the soil.

The meal was about to start soon. Song Jianing was afraid that he would be unable to hold the King Shou again. He turned to blame her on her head, closed the book, and said calmly, “Okay, that’s all, let’s use the meal.”

She was about to get up. Zhao Heng held her hands and didn’t let go. Song Jianing pushed up and was suppressed again, inevitably rubbing against him, and it suddenly became more obvious. Song Jianing couldn’t hide it anymore, and was so ashamed to use “Historical Records” to cover his face, and persuaded him with insufficient confidence: “My lord, it’s about to start dinner…”

The book was suddenly taken away, and Song Jianing unexpectedly met his handsome face like a fairy. If he had nothing to do, Song Jianing could not do it, so he would not show it to him. Although Zhao Heng thought, but with a sense of measure, her index finger rubbed her exposed face and whispered: “Homesick?” The Baiguoyuan in winter is a wasteland. She can only go there for one thing.

Song Jianing was stunned by his mind suddenly pierced by him, and then slowly nodded. If there are a lot of things in the palace that need her to take care of, she has no time to miss home. If the palace is too far away, she knows that thinking is for nothing, and she won’t miss home. But the two palaces are so close and close in front of you, Song Jianing I can’t control my heart.

She envied her third sister Yunfang, who was married in the capital and could go back to her natal family several times a month.

“Sixteenth a month, you can go once.” Zhao Heng raised her chin and looked at her moist apricot eyes.

Song Jianing’s eyes widened in surprise. There is very little entertainment in the Shouwang Mansion. During the holidays, he only has courtesy contacts with the Chu Mansion. There is basically no contact with other palaces and courtiers, including the New Year banquet, the Shouwang will not go. Song Jianing was ready to never go back to her natal family again, but the King of Life unexpectedly allowed her to go home once a month!

“The prince is so kind.” Song Jianing happily hugged his neck and looked at him with watery eyes. He gave her such a great reward. As long as he wanted to, she would never dissuade him and listen to him.

Zhao Heng was not eager for the meal, grabbed her wrist, and in turn coaxed her: “Eat first.”

Song Jianing was taken aback, and then he saw the man above his head and smiled imperceptibly.

Song Jianing became furious, pushed him away and escaped. He deliberately walked around and sat down on his knees opposite him, shouting at the maid, that he would have dinner tonight. After the meal, Song Jianing went to the ground and put on his shoes to help him, but seeing that the man was already standing, Song Jianing blushed and turned his head and turned and walked into the inner room.

Zhao Heng didn’t use her to wait on the unclothed clothes either. After entering, he picked up Song Jianing and walked towards the Babu bed. Song Jianing hugged his neck with both hands, and looked at him anxiously but could not see the handsome side face. Song Jianing suddenly wanted to tease him, but in the end he swallowed it. Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, what if the king of life likes anxious **** but is not happy to be spoken out?

Song Jianing, who had a rest for a night, was a little confident in herself tonight, but she forgot that the king of life had also recharged for the night, so she couldn’t hold it after the first battle, and begged him for mercy with a bitter face. Lost myself. Zhao Heng looked at her furrowed brows, sighed helplessly, and it was over after a few simple steps.

“Too sweet.” After the matter, he hugged her and kissed her ear.

Song Jianing pursed his lips. It was obviously his problem. It can be seen that it is not a beautiful thing for a man to be too majestic.

The fifth prince’s illness has never recovered. Feng Zheng sent a letter to Song Jianing one day in advance, and he agreed to visit the palace together.

On the nineteenth, the carriages of the Royal Palace of Chu and the Royal Palace of Shou arrived at the gate of the palace almost at the same time. Song Jianing and Feng Zheng got off the carriage one after another and went to the central palace together.

The young and beautiful Empress Li was immediately favored by Emperor Xuande when she entered the palace. She has been the first person in the harem for many years, otherwise she would not have given birth to a prince and immediately sealed her as a queen. It’s just that Empress Li also had troubles. When she gave birth to the fifth prince, she suffered a dystocia and came back around the ghost gate. She barely saved her life, but was told by the emperor that she had broken her foundation and might not be able to regenerate in this life.

Empress Li’s heart was cold. Fortunately, she was born a prince. Since this may be her only son in this life, Empress Li attaches great importance to the fifth prince and has been raised in the middle palace. It can be said that the fifth prince feels a little uncomfortable, so he must immediately declare the imperial physician. Emperor Xuande once pointed out that she had raised the child too squeamishly, but Empress Li was very insistent on this point, and Emperor Xuande did not intervene when he spoiled her.

But just now, the imperial physicians announced a bad news. The fifth prince was not suffering from a common cold this time, but was contracted with cold and fever. All the emperor doctors have arrived, and there is no certainty that the fifth prince who is only four years old will be cured. Empress Li didn’t dare to move her son, she threw herself into the arms of Emperor Xuande, crying so badly. The life of her son was at stake. Emperor Xuande was also anxious and repeatedly scolded the hospital to find a cure.

The empress was tied to the five princes, and naturally did not bother to pay attention to the two daughters-in-law who came to visit.

Song Jianing followed Feng Zheng to the hospital bed and finally saw the fifth prince who was unconscious. On the second day of the wedding, Song Jianing entered the palace to greet the emperor. He also met the fifth prince. At that time, the fifth prince was pure, a little shy but very cute, but now, the child is lying unconscious on the bed. , The whole person has lost weight several times, and his face is scary flushing.

On the way out of the palace, neither Song Jianing nor Feng Zheng spoke. When they walked out of the palace gate, Feng Zheng whispered to Song Jianing: “After you go back, the clothes on your body should be burnt. This is too sick. Don’t pass it on to Brother Mao.”

Song Jianing nodded in a complicated mood.

After returning to the palace, Song Jianing asked Shuang’er to quietly dispose of the dress on his body according to Feng Zheng’s words, and then took a hot bath. After she came out of the shower, Shuang’er and Liu’er helped her twist her hair. Song Jianing leaned back on the cane chair and stared out the window blankly. The fifth prince was only four years old, and he had contracted such a serious illness at such a young age. Song Jianing faintly felt that the fifth prince would probably not be able to survive…

Song Jianing watched the news in the palace while observing the men around him, and then found out that the first few days when he learned that the fifth prince was seriously ill, the Shou Wang’s mood was obviously affected a little, and he only slept with her for several consecutive nights. , And did not act as a husband and wife. After four nights, Shouwang finally got interested again and asked her twice in one night.

If you are a brother, you will naturally worry, but if you are not a mother, a few days of worry will pass. It is human nature.

Song Jianing couldn’t see through the king of life, she only knew that the king of life was very good to her, so she didn’t want to be jealous of the people’s chatting that she heard in her previous life, and continued to be her concubine of life with peace of mind.

At the end of the month, Zhao Heng had a ten-year holiday. He woke up early in the morning and vaguely listened to the maid outside saying that it was snowing, and then looked at the sleeping princess next to him. Zhao Heng made an exception and did not go to the front yard to practice martial arts. He turned around and took Song Jianing into his arms and kissed gently A bite. Song Jianing was awakened by him, opened his eyes, and looked at him in a daze.

“It’s snowing.” Zhao Heng said in a low voice.

Song Jianing’s eyes lit up. For some reason this winter, there was still no snow.

“Like snow?” Zhao Heng touched the corners of her lips and asked.

Song Jianing put his arm on his head and said, “Looking fresh.”

Zhao Heng said: “After dinner, go to enjoy the snow.”

Song Jianing anxiously watched the first snow of this winter. After a while, she got up, put on a cloak and walked to the door, and saw the sky outside, the sky in the distance, and the roof near by, seemingly joined together. Wan Lai was all silent, and there was a sudden rush of horseshoes on the street, and it soon stopped in front of the palace.

Song Jianing’s face changed abruptly. Not long after, Father Fu hurried over and bowed his head to announce the funeral: “The prince and princess, the fifth majesty, he is gone.”