National Beauty

Chapter 87 087

Shouwang’s post said that if the Guogong Mansion is convenient, he will come in half an hour.

That was a prince’s prospective son-in-law, and Lin had to make it more convenient even if it was inconvenient.

Sending away the little **** who was running errands, Lin asked Qiuyue to ask her daughter to get ready quickly. She came to Changxinyuan with a post. Mrs. Tai took the post and looked at it. Seeing that it stated that “No need to work and move the crowd”, Mrs. Tai smiled and said: “The prince is so quiet. If this is the case, you don’t have to let your younger brothers and sisters come over. I will welcome you as you go.”

Lin was a little worried: “Mother, An An’s face is not clean yet, will he be shocked by the prince?” I was afraid that King Shou would dislike the ugliness of his daughter at this time. Although the daughter is beautiful, she will definitely return to her original beautiful appearance in a few days, but as a woman, it is better not to let a man see any ugly side of herself, lest the man remember it in his heart and occasionally think of it in the future, which will affect the mood.

Mrs. Tai understood her daughter-in-law’s concerns, and said: “The prince just came to visit and ask An An to wear the veil and speak with his eyes open. As long as An An doesn’t pick it, the prince can ask her to pick it?” She remembered the cold and lonely Shou Wang , Can’t do that kind of thing, to be honest, the longevity king, who has always been widowed, could think of caring about his fiancée, Mrs. Tai was already very surprised.

When Lin heard this, she laughed at herself, and she really cared and confused.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law returned to Linyuntang and went to the backyard together to see how Song Jianing was preparing.

After ten days of meticulous care, the rash on Song Jianing’s face is almost healed, only a few shallow red marks are left. If you don’t look in the mirror, you can’t feel anything unusual, it’s just a little itchy, but it’s just a little bit itchy. It is really uncomfortable not to be able to scratch. Mrs. Tai gave her granddaughter a pair of sandalwood beads bracelets, Song Jianing twisted the beads to play with it, so as to divide her heart.

As the Dragon Boat Festival approached, the capital was already warming up. Song Jianing only wore a light blue hang silk twill, a blue silk comb into two buns, a thin layer on the front of the forehead, and a white neck at the back. Son, how to cool down. I was playing leaf cards with Shuang’er, Liu’er, and Jiu’er on the cold bed. Hearing that King Shou was coming, the four masters and servants immediately got busy. Jiu’er put away the cards, Shuang’er helped Song Jianing to put on his shoes, and Liu’er hurriedly took the veil.

Although he was busy, he was full of joy. Who said the future uncle is the prince?

When Mrs. Wife and Lin came over, Song Jianing was already dressed, changed into a water-red makeup jewel, with a white veil on his face, only a pair of black and moist apricot eyes were exposed, and those eyes looked nervously. The elders, like elk lost in the forest, are really affectionate.

Mrs. Tai nodded in satisfaction, half-covering her face in this way was more attractive than not wearing a veil.

Lin walked to her daughter and gave a whisper. Then she led her daughter, Madam Tai took Brother Mao, and the three generations of grandparents went to the main courtyard of the Guogong Mansion and waited. There was about a quarter of an hour before the half hour mentioned in the Shouwang post, the master and servant went to the main entrance in advance, waiting for the Shouwang to drive.

The King of Shou arrived on time, wearing a jade-colored dark embroidered python summer robe, walking over in a dazzling sunlight, his expression calm, hesitating a ray of cool breeze. Mrs. Tai had already tasted the style of the King of Shou, but she was not surprised when she saw each other and saluted respectfully. Song Jianing only glanced at the shadow of King Shou and bowed his head nervously. Only Lin and the four-year-old Mao-er, who had met his prospective son-in-law for the first time, looked at the immortal prince in surprise, and looked curiously and ignorantly.

After a brief surprise, Lin looked down and saluted in time to conceal the joy in his heart.

“Get up.” Zhao Heng walked up to the four of them, and said briefly, his eyes swept over Song Jianing and fell on the face of Brother Mao, who had been staring at him boldly.

Mrs. Tai, Lin’s family, and Song Jianing stood up straight together. As for Brother Mao, he was too young to bow at all. Seeing a strange man staring at him, Brother Mao was a little scared and took the hand of his grandmother to lean on him. . Mrs. Tai smiled and touched the top of his grandson’s head, and warmly invited King Shou to sit in the hall.

There is a difference between inferiority and inferiority. Zhao Heng sits on the north side of the seat. Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Lin sit on his lower right. Brother Mao is led by Mrs. Tai. Song Jianing stands on his mother’s side with his eyes down, respectfully. He didn’t dare to look towards Zhao Heng at a glance, and listened flusteredly to the words of his grandmother, mother and the future emperor.

Actually, she didn’t say anything. Mrs. Tai knew that King Shou had a mouth problem, so she didn’t dare to greet other guests as if she were entertaining other distinguished guests. She only smiled to express the Guogong’s gratitude for the marriage, and then euphemistically listed a few of Song Jianing’s. Insufficient, I hope Shouwang will take care of it. From entering the door to the present, Zhao Heng has always looked faint. His wife paused, and he nodded if he needed a reaction.

For such a grandson-in-law, Mrs. Tai gradually had a headache, and she couldn’t really find anything to say.

Father Fu rescued her in time, bent over and smiled and said: “The prince learned that the four girls are unwell, and I came here today to ask about the latest situation of the four girls. Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Guo Gong are busy without delay. Don’t delay. Business affairs in the house.”

Mrs. Tai understood, and stood up and said, “Thank you, the prince for being sympathetic. The minister’s wife will go to take care of the common affairs in the mansion first. If the prince has instructions, she can send someone to call me to wait at any time.”

Zhao Heng nodded slightly.

Mrs. Tai took Brother Mao and went out with his daughter-in-law. Before leaving, Lin quietly gave her daughter a wink.

Song Jianing lowered his eyes obediently, but didn’t see…

After everyone left, Father Fu also retreated outside the hall, hiding behind the doors and windows, not obstructing the master’s eyes at the door.

The hall was quiet, Song Jianing pursed her lips nervously, looking slantingly, only to see the jade-colored hem of Shouwang, the clothes were smooth, without a trace of wrinkles, and a pair of black satin square-toed shoes were exposed under the hem. This was the first time Song Jianing saw King Shou’s feet. She couldn’t help but look at it for a while, and then found out that King Shou’s feet were quite big. It would take more effort to make shoes and socks for him.

“look up.”

The secluded hall suddenly sounded the man’s command to be cool as water, and Song Jianing’s heart tightened and looked at him blankly. With her eyes facing each other, before she could see the repelling eyes, she saw the protagonist of Shou Dynasty raised his chin and said, “Sit down.”

“Thank you for your seat.” Song Jianing bowed and walked obediently, just about to sit down, and realized afterwards that she was going to face King Shou with her left face. The veil had loose edges and it was very likely to be called. King Shou saw the red mark on her face. Song Jianing’s body stiffened and was in a dilemma. After all, he turned around and said to the king of Shou nervously: “Master, I, I still stand?”

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows to look at her: “Why?”

Song Jianing’s cheeks were hot, and he gently touched the veil on the left.

Zhao Heng followed her movements and looked over, understood, was silent for a moment, and pointed to the first chair on the right hand side: “Sit.”

The future emperor was so considerate, Song Jianing was overjoyed and went to sit there, turning his body slightly towards him.

Zhao Heng smelled the faint fragrance of medicine and looked at her veil. He could only vaguely see her red lips, but his face was not real. Zhao Heng wanted to see her face, but she was so cautious when she was wearing a veil, Zhao Heng didn’t want to force her, staring at the half-dangling apricot eyes of the prospective princess and said: “Marry me, would you like to?”

Song Jianing has been pondering the marriage between the two for the past two days. Hearing that, he stood up and bowed his head and said: “It is the greatest blessing in my life to be able to marry the prince. I, I am afraid that my reputation will be bad and the prince will be hurt.”

“Not good?” Zhao Heng asked lightly.

Song Jianing pursed her lips, her voice lowered: “The Xialian that I was right on the first Yuan Festival that year, the people in the capital knew that I was delicious, and this time… there seemed to be some wind on the outside, saying that my appearance was ruined…”

“Pick it off.” Zhao Heng interrupted her suddenly.

Song Jianing was stunned and looked over in surprise.

Zhao Heng indifferently reminded: “veil.”

Song Jianing panicked, and subconsciously tilted his head to the left, and said in embarrassment: “Master, I, my face hasn’t been fully raised yet, you still don’t look at it, I’m afraid it will scare you.”

Zhao Heng stared at her flustered eyes, did not say anything, just stood up, and came to her in just two or three steps.

As he approached step by step, Song Jianing was shocked to find that he hadn’t seen him for more than half a year. The King of Shou was taller than when he lighted the river lantern on the Mid-Year Festival last year. Gives a sense of oppression from the heart and soul. Song Jianing was a little scared, but she didn’t dare to hide, so she could only watch the man raise her hand and stretch it in front of her.

Song Jianing closed her eyes resigningly, her thick eyelashes trembling restlessly.

Zhao Heng noticed, and paused for a moment with his hand on the side of her face, and finally changed the direction and slowly took off the veil on her right. She closed her eyes tighter, and Zhao Heng lowered her veil little by little, revealing only her right cheek and half of her cherry-red and moist lips. He looked at it silently, the memory of Jiaohao’s face was still white and delicate, and it could be broken by blowing, but it seemed to be a little clearer.

After seeing it, Zhao Heng put the veil on her again.

Song Jianing unexpectedly opened his eyes and raised his head.

“Not destroyed.” Zhao Heng looked at her and said calmly.

Song Jianing didn’t hear clearly at first, but when the man returned to the main position, she reacted violently, and when she recalled the man’s gentle lifting of her veil, Song Jianing’s face turned red, and she was ashamed and wanted to laugh. Of course it didn’t ruin it, because she hurt her left cheek, so he looked at her right cheek and it was strange to see the rash.

But Song Jianing would not remind Shouwang that he was stealing joy in his heart, and he did not expect that the Ninth Five-Year Lord in the future would also make such a mistake.

“Wedding day, November.” Zhao Heng took a sip of tea and spoke again.

Song Jianing said, the wedding date of the two is set in November this year, with only half a year left.

“You, stay at ease to marry.” She didn’t speak, Zhao Heng had nothing to say, got up, and whispered.

“Yes.” Song Jianing said respectfully.

Zhao Heng made a sound, and walked out of the door. Song Jianing turned and followed, wanting to know that his grandmother and mother would come together to deliver him, but the king of life walked fast, so she had to deliver it alone. After only walking a few steps, the man suddenly stopped. Song Jianing thought he had any instructions, and immediately stopped. But Shou Wang didn’t say anything, and went on. Instead, it was Father Fu, who turned around and smiled at her: “The prince invites the girl to stay.”

Song Jianing opened his mouth in surprise, did King Shou speak? Why didn’t she hear?