National Beauty

Chapter 107

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After sweating and drinking water, Zhao Heng took off the cloak from the hanger, wrapped Song Jianing, and carried her to take a bath.

The bath room was located in the west room, and the maids were waiting outside with interest. Song Jianing was buried in the arms of Shou Wang, and her face became hot for a while when she thought that the two would be sitting in the same bathtub. The more nervous he became, the shorter the way, he stopped in front of the tub in a blink of an eye, Song Jianing thought about it, Zhao Heng glanced at her, bent down and put her on the thick felt blanket, but when he let go, he took her away. cloak on the body.

When the lights are on, the beauty is like jade, and the country and the city are all over the place.

It's just that the piece of jade is not very honest, exclaimed, hugged both arms and hid in the water, now it seems that the pain is no longer in the high leg, and then pressed the bathtub with his back to him, with a black hair on his head. It is tied on the top of the head with a hairpin, exposing a slender neck. She was hidden in the water from the neck down, like a lotus flower in the water became a fairy, and was caught by a Taoist priest, showing a pitiful appearance to ask for pity.

The immortal King Shou lost his cloak, stepped into the water and took pity on her, hugged her from behind, kissed her fragrant shoulder, and married a princess, only then did she understand the good of a woman.

Song Jianing turned his head, raised his eyes, put his lips against her neck, but his eyes met her.

Song Jianing instinctively wanted to avoid her, but just as he was about to turn his head, his other hand clasped her head from the left side and followed her to kiss her lips. Song Jianing closed his eyes obediently, and the two just tilted their heads and kissed for a while. Song Jianing's neck was sore and he couldn't hide, so he took the initiative to turn around and hooked his neck to him.

Song Jianing liked the Shou King at this time. She was a hot husband. She didn't have to guess anything, she just served him as a wife. Zhao Heng was also very satisfied with her initiative at this time. The only regret was that she couldn't stand sitting. The bucket was too narrow and she couldn't do anything recklessly. She had no choice. In the end, she put her arms around the edge of the tub, and he supported her on his knees. Hastily came back. In fact, the time could be longer, but Zhao Heng didn't mind that her knees were rubbing nervously, but her two small arms couldn't bear the strain, and she almost fell into the water. Zhao Heng rushed to rescue, and as soon as she was in a hurry... it was over.

He immediately carried her out of the tub, Song Jianing leaned on him weakly, and when Zhao Heng wiped her, she quietly looked at the tub, and saw a cloud of condensed but not scattered turbidity. Song Jianing's face was hot, and she turned her head to the other side. She couldn't imagine that when the maids came in to clean up, they saw that watery look.

Back on the bubbling bed, Song Jianing was tired and quickly fell asleep with his arm resting on it.

Zhao Heng slept a little later than her, and when she got out of his arms and lay in bed, Zhao Heng moved his sore arms and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

The next morning, Song Jianing woke up earlier, but there was nothing around him, and the man left again. Song Jianing sat up, her waist was a little sore, but she felt much better than this time yesterday. After all, King Shou didn't bother her too much last night. After washing and getting dressed, Song Jianing walked to the full-length mirror that was as tall as a person, and saw her in the mirror, her complexion was ruddy, her eyes were like water, and there was no trace of fatigue.

Song Jianing smiled and heard the maids in the courtyard calling out to the prince. She finally looked at her glasses and went out to greet him.

There is no need to enter the palace today, Zhao Heng changed into a sky blue robe, which is truly worthy of the four characters of Zhilan Yushu. He looked at Song Jianing with indifferent eyes, but Song Jianing saw the passionate Shou Wang in the account and in the tub, and then he was not so nervous when he looked at his indifferent appearance, and smiled and asked the maids to set the meal.

After the meal, Eunuch Fu came in to report: "My lord, the head of the house, the head of the farm, and the shopkeeper are all here."

Zhao Heng nodded, looked at Song Jianing, got up and walked out.

Song Jianing followed him nervously. Before she got married, her mother taught her how to run the house, and she also saw her mother and grandmother take care of the house, but this was her first time in charge of the house, and Song Jianing was worried that she was not doing well enough.

But she thought too much. Before she entered the door, the Shou Wang Mansion was well organized by Eunuch Fu and the director of the palace, Zhang Lu. There was another princess, and they still had to do things. All you need to do is hand over the various accounts to the princess. , to report once a month at the beginning of each month. If the princess feels that something is wrong, she will find the responsible steward alone.

As for the inner house, except for the kitchen, embroidery room, and clothes room, where there are women and maids, and Shouwang's mansion is almost exclusively used by eunuch servants, as long as Song Jianing takes care of the maids in her courtyard, there is nothing to worry about. There is no need to wait on the in-laws above, no intrigue with the concubines in the middle, and no children to worry about below. Song Jianing, the longevity princess, is far easier than her mother Lin.

After bowing and acknowledging their faces, the stewards all retreated. Zhao Heng wanted his concubine to get acquainted with the entire palace, and before leaving, he specifically instructed Shuang'er, "Shand stove."

Shuang'er happily went to prepare, Song Jianing stood beside him, her cheeks flushed slightly. It was a cold and windy night last night, and she held the lantern again, and her hands froze. Now the sun is warm and there is no wind. How can she be so delicate? However, the prince knew that he was considerate of her, and Song Jianing felt a little sweet in his heart.

The back garden of Shouwangfu is mainly surrounded by bamboo forests and lakes in the east, with a wide field of vision. In the middle are mainly rockeries and strange rocks, pavilions and pavilions, and then water is drawn from the lake in the east, or a pond or a meandering stream. To the west is the Hundred Orchards that Song Jianing is familiar with, but in the cold winter season, the fruit trees are bare, there are no flowers and no fruit, and the Dequ Pavilions in the garden seem to be few and far between.

Zhao Hengchao raised his chin with amusement.

Eunuch Fu immediately asked the two little eunuchs who were in the distance to clean up.

After a cup of tea, the dust that may have been in the Dequ Pavilion disappeared, and the stone bench was covered with thick brocade mats.

Looking at those fruit trees, Song Jianing smiled unwittingly, as if she saw the harvest time of summer full of fruit, and then remembered a doubt that had plagued her for more than three years, and asked the King of Shou curiously: "My lord, are you alone? You definitely can’t eat so many fruits, what do you do with the usual fruits?”

She was wearing a pink cloak, sitting there pretty, the only bright color in the winter garden, looking at him with bright and moist almond eyes.

Zhao Heng said simply: "Gift it away, give it a reward."

Song Jianing smiled: "Last year, you were picking persimmons here. Brother Mao and Brother Shang were watching over there, and then they ran to the door to see that there were no persimmons delivered. They thought you kept them all to eat. They said you I love persimmons."

Zhao Heng looked at her and didn't think there was anything funny about this.

Song Jianing laughed because the two younger brothers were very cute with their serious guesses. Seeing that King Shou was not smiling, she was making fun of herself. She closed her mouth in time and turned her head to look at the garden, pretending to be attracted by some scenery. Zhao Heng saw that she was no longer speaking, and his thin lips pursed. Just at this moment, Brother Mao's voice suddenly came from the palace on the other side of the wall: "Second brother, I want to go fishing!"

Guo Fu said: "Don't worry, I'll dig a hole first."

Song Jianing followed the prestige and guessed that his cousin was chasing ice fishing with his younger brother again, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Zhao Heng suddenly got up and walked straight out. Song Jianing hurriedly followed and returned to the front yard. Zhao Heng told her to go back to the room, and he went to the study.

Song Jianing thought he had business affairs, so he didn't think much about it. He sat in the warm pavilion by himself. Because there was nothing to do, he asked a few maids to play leaf cards with her. It was almost noon, and it was estimated that King Shou was coming to eat. She washed her hands and waited in the main room early. King Shou really came, he was silent as before, and he left again after eating.

During the break, Song Jianing was lying on the bed alone, suddenly a little worried. Before she got married, she had a mother, a younger brother, and a grandmother to talk to, and the whole day passed happily. There were few people in the palace, and the King Shou was not her master. She had to find something to do, otherwise the life would be too boring.

But for a moment, Song Jianing didn't know what to do.

It was dark in the evening, Zhao Heng came to the backyard again, and the couple silently ate dinner. After resting after dinner, Song Jianing came to the most interesting time of the day, clinging to the man's shoulders tightly, calling out to the prince, cherishing his silent enthusiasm. Zhao Heng looked at the almond eyes she admired and admired, knowing that she liked this, and became more and more ruthless.

The "Prince", which the beauty tactfully exported, floated out of the window intermittently, and only rested after three hours.

Satisfied overnight, Zhao Heng accompanied her back to the door the next day.

The third room of the Guo family had already greeted them in front of the door. Guo Boyan and Mrs. Lin stood at the head with Mrs. Tai, with the second and third rooms in the back. After the salute, Guo Boyan glanced at King Shou without a trace, and seeing that King Shou became his son-in-law, not only did he not show closeness, but his eyebrows became more dignified and stern. Guo Boyan couldn't help but speculate in his heart. Are you unhappy, or do you want to keep your distance so as not to be suspicious of the person in the palace

In any case, Guo Boyan could see Wang and Rui clearly, but the courtiers felt sorry and sympathetic to King Shou, he couldn't see it through.

The man looked at the man, and Lin looked at his daughter with concern. Seeing that her daughter was standing beside Shou Wang as petite as a shy flower, she was even more charming, and she was secretly relieved. Before the daughter was married, it was not a good thing to be charming, but now that she is married to the King of Shou, with the support of the King of Shou, the charming daughter will only attract the King of Shou's love, and others can no longer ridicule her daughter for not being a famous woman.

After entering the mansion, Guo Boyan entertained the king of Shou, and Lin took his daughter's hand to the backyard intimately, and the two mothers said their own words.

"How is your lord treating you?" After sitting down, Mrs. Lin asked what she cared about first.

Song Jianing hummed shyly and happily, learning from the story of King Shou covering her hands.

Lin was shocked, not only surprised that his daughter was in awe of Shou Wang to such a degree, but also shocked that Shou Wang loved his daughter and warmed his daughter's hands with his chest. Guo Boyan never did such a thing to her, of course, she did not either. Stupid enough to not dare to act coquettishly at his man. After inquiring more about the situation between her daughter and King Shou in the past few days, Lin finally realized a problem.

"Why is An An so stupid? The prince is the prince outside, and he is your husband in the mansion. He doesn't like to talk, so you just tell him, how can you ignore anyone?" Touch your daughter's forehead. The relationship between husband and wife is from the relationship. Now the newly married Yaner, the man is greedy, it is a good time for the daughter to seize the prince's heart.

Song Jianing was puzzled and asked: "My lord likes quietness, and I have no serious business. Will he think I am noisy?"

Silly girl still has to reason with her

Lin Shi was helpless and funny, and hugged her dumb daughter and taught: "You have to learn to observe your words and expressions, if you take the initiative to speak and the lord shows displeasure, then shut up quickly, if the lord likes to listen to you, talk to your mother as you please. Talk to the lord, get to know him as a family member, and don’t make offerings with respect any more.”

The daughter is already well-behaved, so there is no need to worry about what goes wrong and contradicts the prince.

Song Jianing was thoughtful.

Lin finally made a point: "The prince has lived in the mansion for so long, and a bunch of servants around him respect him. What he lacks now is a family member who can be on an equal footing with him. What is a family member? It's the servants who dare not follow him Whatever you say or dare not do to him, your family can do it, and even if you think he does something wrong, you can persuade him to show that you care about him."

Song Jianing completely understood now, and nodded hurriedly.

After lunch in the Guogong's mansion, the couple said goodbye and entered the palace. On the way back to the main courtyard, Song Jianing secretly glanced at the man beside him and asked tentatively, "The prince is in the front yard, what did you talk about with your father? ?"