National Beauty

Chapter 219 219

Regarding the previous life, Song Jianing did not intend to tell anyone. When he was young, he concealed his mother because he was afraid of frightening his mother. Song Jianing couldn’t even say that it was the prince’s turn. This time being hijacked by Guo Xiao, Song Jianing faintly worried that the prince would show her stuff when he pursued it, but since the prince had already seen that Guo Xiao coveted her, he had to save her and explain.

“I heard that he was desperate and jumped off the cliff?” Song Jianing asked softly, leaning on him. Last year, Guo Xiao suspended himself in the fire. She believed it to be true, and she was shocked and weeped. Now the little brother-sister relationship between the two was completely broken by Guo Xiao, so when he heard the news of Guo Xiao’s death, Song Jianing was surprisingly calm.

A haze appeared in Zhao Heng’s eyes. Murong Zhao said that the man who took the small soldiers to jump off the cliff, really committed suicide bravely, or wanted to pull back and find a chance? And, is it Guo Xiao who jumped off the cliff?

“Someone jumped off the cliff, but General Murong didn’t know the other person. I searched all over the land and didn’t find anyone else.” Zhao Heng touched the back of her head and looked at the river, calmly.

Guo Xiao is at Jianmen Pass, how could the prince not find it? Song Jianing sat upright suspiciously, and then at the moment she got up, she suddenly thought of something and softly explained: “By the way, the prince, he has a mask. After wearing it, it looks like a different person, and General Murong naturally can’t recognize it. ”

Sure enough, Zhao Heng nodded and held her hand and said: “It should be him. The cliff is not bottomed, and he will definitely die.”

In fact, he has not confirmed Guo Xiao’s death, but Zhao Heng doesn’t want to worry about her anymore.

He looked at what she said, eyes deep as the sea, maybe just to tell her a fact, maybe he was observing her, wanting to know her attitude towards Guo Xiao’s death. Song Jianing had never been able to see through these eyes, and she had no intention of concealing anything. After a moment of silence, Song Jianing asked cautiously: “The prince, over there from the mansion…”

Zhao Heng smiled: “They don’t know, I won’t pursue it.”

The look and tone were natural, as if the Shou prince who planned to put the Guo family in prison was not him.

The prince in Song Jianing’s heart has always been the bones of the breeze, the moon and the fairy. In the past two years, he has gained a new reputation for mighty, bravery and good combat. In short, it is all good, and the promises will definitely not go back. Mother and brother were not worried, Song Jianing was completely relieved, hugging his man tightly, dispelling all worries, and feeling the joy of reunion wholeheartedly.

Zhao Heng touched the simple man’s bun on the top of her head, glanced at Father Fu in the distance, and whispered: “Go back first, your dress is spread to the capital, Princess Shou is going to panic.”

What is she dressing up? Song Jianing lowered his head, saw the men’s clothing on him, and then pondered what he had just said, couldn’t help but smile, blushing and hid in his arms. Zhao Heng is tall, thin and small, falling in the eyes of Father Fu in the distance, as if her own prince is holding a young boy, but the tenderness and sweetness in it are really like spring breeze.

In this situation, Father Fu took a long sigh of relief, and the prince and princess had a good life, and he followed comfortably.

Father Fu was thoughtful and thoughtful, and brought a carriage with Song Jianing. Zhao Heng got into the carriage with Song Jianing. Song Jianing went in first. Before his **** was warm, he was carried by the Shouwang on the back and hugged him in his lap. Look closely. Song Jianing leaned on his sturdy arm, and Xingyan looked at him watery. The prince left Beijing on the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and the two have been separated for more than eight months today, but now in retrospect, they seem to have been separated for a lifetime.

After just watching it for a while, Song Jianing’s eyes were wet. Don’t sit sideways, but like a daughter cuddling his father, stretched out his hand to hook Zhao Heng’s neck and sat on his lap frontally, with his head pressed against his chest tightly. With. She did not cry, but her actions were full of lovesickness and grievances. Zhao Hengxin was about to melt. One hand restrained her astonishingly thin waist, and the other hand pressed her thin back tightly. The fingers grabbed and grabbed a bit of meat. Can’t get up.

The plump concubine Shou Wang just lost weight, and it was enough to hurt Shou Wang’s heart, as if her face had become thinner and her waist had become thinner. It was a great pain.

The couples who have been distressed and missed, but reunited after a long time, are both young, so inseparably holding each other, and the long-awaited throbbing was wiped out. It’s hard to tell who moved the heart first, but the man’s desire is always stronger. Zhao Heng rubbed her face unconsciously, his eyes falling on her ears for unknown time.

Song Jianing combed a man’s hair bun, with a blue silk tied around the top of his head, revealing a white neck like soft tofu, and her small earlobes were pink, tender and attractive. The once lingering instant recovery, Zhao Heng held the earlobe without warning, Song Jianing was not prepared at all, and instinctively let out a soft snort. After humming, he thought that it was in the carriage, and Song Jianing quickly bit his shoulder. But where can I bite it firmly? With his ears held by him and gently sucked by him, Song Jianing didn’t even have the strength to hold his neck, and his little hand clung loosely on his shoulders.

Guo Xiao pressed on her, Song Jianing was only stiff and desperate, and it was Zhao Heng’s turn, just a breath, Song Jianing softened into a ball.

She couldn’t make a sound, she couldn’t bear it, and wanted to do something. Song Jianing closed her eyes and slowly moved her little hand up until he touched his warm face, which was as smooth as jade, and there seemed to be a layer of hard stubble on his chin. . Too close, you can even feel the strength in his mouth. Song Jianing removed his hand like being burned, and his slender fingertips followed his face all the way to his forehead, and then leaned into his hair, grasping him sometimes lightly and heavy.

“An An…”

He came to look for her lips, Song Jianing lowly, turning his head towards him, before opening his mouth, he couldn’t wait to press it over and kissed deeply. The man’s breath became heavy, but his hands didn’t move, he just pressed her tightly into his arms. He was lustful, but he missed her even more. Only this kind of intimacy can be expressed.

The love was so strong that I forgot the time. It seemed that not long after, the carriage stopped suddenly, and Grandpa Fu whispered back outside: “Master, here it is.”

Song Jianing was the first to wake up, pushing his chest back to hide, Zhao Heng snatched the person back and continued kissing. Song Jianing had been distracted, and was embarrassed to riot in the carriage, and continued to push him in protest. Zhao Heng stopped helplessly, opened his eyes, and saw that her face was red in her arms, her apricot eyes were watery and eager to talk, and the full mouth, red and gorgeous, seemed a little swollen, in short, the spring was alluring.

She didn’t wear any jewellery, and the blue silk like a waterfall was tied up, without embellishment, but her beauty was more prominent. Zhao Heng’s Adam’s apple rolled, hugged her tightly, bowed his head and said in her ear: “If An’an is a man, I am afraid I will be emotional.”

Song Jianing leaned on him shyly, the love words from his mouth were really sweeter than eating honey.

The two were glued to each other, and father-in-law outside the car signaled the driver to leave first. A low voice came in, Song Jianing’s cheeks were hot, and his blushing face helped him straighten his hair, straighten out the hair that was tossed by her, and made sure that he was well-dressed and could not see anything, Song Jianing nodded lightly. Zhao Heng also helped her tidy up, but looking at her ruddy face and the unconcealed love in spring, Zhao Heng had nothing to do.

Zhao Heng got out of the car first and found that the carriage had stopped directly in front of the main house, and only Father Fu was waiting with his head down. Father Fu was always thoughtful, Zhao Heng turned around and waved to the Princess of Men’s Wear who was hiding inside. Song Jianing touched her hot face and went out bitterly, accustomed to handing over his hands to the prince. Unexpectedly, Zhao Heng directly hugged her in his arms and strode towards the upper room.

Is she reluctant to walk, or is she anxious to do something?

Song Jianing was ashamed to think, leaning on him obediently, she was willing to do anything.

The fire in the car hadn’t gone out yet, and a new fire came out again. Song Jianing was thin and slender as a rush of grass. Zhao Heng was on the outside. He became stronger in the dark. Song Jianing lay nervously. When he saw him lift his hands and take off his shirt, his exposed arms were very strong, even bigger than her calves. Crude. It has been a long time since Song Jianing was suddenly a little scared, afraid that her thin body could not bear it.

“The prince…” Song Jianing breathed in and shouted to stop. He always felt as if he had returned to the bridal chamber that night.

Zhao Heng also noticed the difference and looked at her unexpectedly. She had given birth to two children, and she was no longer as green as she was when she had **** with him, so he went straight to her with confidence… But now, she is strangely like the first time.

The couple didn’t expect it, they looked at each other in amazement, Song Jianing faintly guessed the reason, turned around and said embarrassedly. Zhao Heng is not stupid either. Men practice martial arts, and they are unfamiliar after a long time, and she is the same. She only cared about being shy, but Zhao Heng’s eyes became complicated. He never doubted what she said. However, the hard and accident at this time became another proof, but Zhao Heng did not have any happy mood, because it was her life in exchange.

The chest was a bit blocked, Zhao Heng didn’t really think about it anymore, he leaned down and kissed her lips gently.

Song Jianing misunderstood that this was the gentleness in front of him, secretly curled the corners of his lips, and gave him a ring around his neck. The better she is, the more guilty Zhao Heng is. He is still anxious. He should talk to her more so that she knows that he has come all the way to find her in a hurry, not for such a thing.

Song Jianing didn’t think so much, he thought it was almost done, and the prince was still pitying her not daring to move, Song Jianing bit her lip and lifted it initiatively. Zhao Heng snorted, she drove away all the guilt and pity. He raised his head and met her charming cheeks. Before Zhao Heng used his strength, he couldn’t help but sighed in a dumb voice: “It’s a fairy.”

Song Jianing opened her mouth blankly. It was obvious that he thought about it first, so why did she blame her demon?

Does she have any fairies?

Thinking of the behavior just now, Song Jianing blushed to drip blood, covered her face and explained: “I thought…”

Before she finished speaking, her little hand was suddenly taken away. Song Jianing opened her eyes and saw his handsome face approaching. He once again blocked her mouth, and also blocked the sobbing of horror that she was too late to make. Shou Wang is Shou Wang. Even at this time, he has not forgotten that Song Jianing entered his room as a men’s clothing. If something happens, he would really jump into the Yellow River and be unclear.

The warm wind blew into the window, and the screen behind the screen shook slightly. Song Jianing leaned in his arms until the red sun slanted and fell asleep. For the first time in more than three months, he slept so peacefully. Zhao Heng was neither tired nor sleepy, lying on his side, his eyes couldn’t leave her for a moment, as if he would not feel tired of seeing this for a lifetime.

There was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and he was stopped in the middle of the journey. Zhao Heng still had something in his heart. Looking at Song Jianing, he slowly pulled out his arm, changed his clothes quietly, and got dressed. Zhao Heng stood by the bed and watched for a while to sleep. The familiar little princess only then reduced her tenderness in her eyes, and went out in a solemn manner. The person here was Murongzhao, Zhao Heng guessed what was going on, but he still led the people to the distance to ask questions, so as not to disturb her rest.

“How?” Zhao Heng asked in a deep voice.

Murong Zhao lowered his head and recalled the situation under the cliff. He looked complicated and said, “Master, I will finally rush to the cliff. I only see… a few stumped limbs and arms, resembling the bite of a wolf dog, just look at the broken body. , It is impossible to determine whether it was left by one person or two, nor to determine his identity. In the end, he will search around and find nothing.”

Zhao Heng clenched his hand secretly, and his identity was difficult to distinguish. It seemed that Guo Xiao had mostly escaped.

“This matter is put aside for the time being, the land of Shu is flat, and the general has bothered.” Zhao Heng encouraged the old general in front of him.

The prince did not punish and rebelled, Murong Zhao hurried to show his loyalty.

After waiting for people to leave, Zhao Heng stood in the corridor with his hand, the sky blue in the distance, as if calm and calm.