King Shou went to the Hanlin Academy. Song Jianing slept in peace and slept until the sun was up. Shuanger hurriedly woke him up, saying that Princess Chu was coming. Song Jianing got up quickly and asked the maid to invite Princess Chu to sit in the warm pavilion first, and she quickly washed and dressed. She made friends with Feng Zheng. She didn't need to be too grand, she simply wore a single bun and a water-red jacket. When he entered the room, he saw Feng Zheng standing in front of the couch. Inside, a boy in a sapphire blue brocade robe was walking slowly, leaning on the windowsill. Hearing the sound, the boy turned his head and looked at her curiously.
"Brother Sheng, do you still recognize me?" Song Jianing smiled and walked to Feng Zheng's side, clapping his hands to the eldest grandson of the emperor.
Brother Sheng looked exactly like the King of Chu, with a head and a head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, staring at Song Jianing for a while, he walked towards his mother recognizingly, the boy who just turned one year old last month, walking very erratically, Half thumped and fell. Song Jianing's heart tightened, Feng Zheng only smiled and encouraged his son, Brother Sheng glanced at his mother, grinned, and simply crawled over, rubbing fast.
Feng Zheng picked up the boy and gave him a light kiss. After the kiss, he turned to Song Jianing and taught his son, "This is the third aunt, and the younger brother is called the third aunt."
Brother Sheng rested his head on his mother's shoulder, staring at Song Jianing with big eyes, refusing to scream.
"Third aunt hug." Song Jianing liked the child and reached out to hug.
Brother Sheng glanced at her hand, and then at his aunt, he didn't take the initiative to approach or hide. Song Jianing successfully carried the boy into his arms, but Brother Sheng was white and chubby, Song Jianing couldn't hold it for a while, and hurriedly put it on the couch. Brother Sheng likes windows, and crawled over with his hands and feet to play by himself.
Song Jianing asked Feng Zheng to sit on the couch and talk.
"Looking at your look, the Third Highness must like you very much, right?" Feng Zheng took Song Jianing's little hand and teased.
Song Jianing shyly acquiesced.
Feng Zheng was very happy for her sisters. She came here today to see how Song Jianing was doing in the palace, and secondly, she also shared with Song Jianing what she had learned about King Shou's temperament from the King of Chu, and said softly, "Our family The lord said that His Royal Highness did not like to talk since he was a child. He had to guess what he liked and disliked, and even if he guessed correctly, he would not admit it directly. For example, if he wanted to eat fish, he had to be brought to him by the people around him. In front of him, he can show a little bit, if you don't bring it over, you may never know that he actually likes to eat."
Song Jianing recalled the temper of King Shou, and it was indeed like this.
"Anyway, when you get along with the Third Highness, you have to take the initiative and try a few more times to see what he really likes." Feng Zheng concluded.
Song Jianing was humbly taught.
After chatting about the Shouwang Mansion, Feng Zheng hugged his son who had crawled over and acted like a spoiled child. Thinking of the news he heard from the King of Chu just last night, he whispered to Song Jianing: "I heard that the fifth prince is sick, it seems that it was night time. While sleeping and kicking the quilt, the wet nurse didn't take good care of her. The fifth prince hung out overnight and caught a cold. The father was furious and disposed of the wet nurse and the eunuchs and maids in the same room."
Song Jianing was taken aback and asked with concern, "How is it now?"
Feng Zheng shook his head: "I only found out last night that there are so many imperial doctors in the palace, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
Song Jianing nodded, and his eyes fell on Brother Sheng's face in Feng Zheng's arms. The little guy wanted to bite his fist, but his mother held his hand. Looking at Brother Sheng's round head, Song Jianing couldn't help being distracted. Before getting married, her grandmother reminded her of three things. After that day, when she heard the news of the royal family, Song Jianing would think deeply.
Is it possible that the fifth prince's illness was caused by others
If so, it must have something to do with the competition for the prince. When he thought of the prince and looked at Feng Zheng and his wife in front of him, Song Jianing was suddenly uneasy. Emperor Xuande valued the King of Chu the most, and everyone could see that, if there were no accidents, the King of Chu should have been in that position. There were rumors among the people in the previous life that King Shou secretly murdered the crown prince and the eldest brother. The eldest brother must be the King of Chu, the crown prince, Prince Rui, the fourth prince, Prince Gong, or... the fifth prince who is sick right now
Song Jianing didn't know anything. She only knew that King Chu, King Rui, and King Gong had no major shortcomings. They were handsome, brave, or talented. The fifth prince was born by the queen and was the only direct son of Emperor Xuande. . If he really wants to get the result of King Shou's enthronement, something must have happened to the four princes.
Could it be that King Shou secretly did something wrong? But the King of Chu is the elder brother of King Shou. At present, the two brothers are deeply in love...
Song Jianing didn't believe that King Shou, who was careful and considerate to her, would be such a ruthless person, but at this time, Song Jianing finally realized that she actually knew very little about King Shou. She might have seen his enthusiasm in the account. But she didn't know what he thought of others and the throne.
The two share the same bed, but their hearts are far apart, like a locked door, what she sees is only the surface, what is inside the door is the real king of longevity, the future emperor, Zhao Heng .
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Zhao Heng worked at the Hanlin Academy for a day. The Hanlin Academy was compiling books, and he also participated in it, but the errands were relatively leisurely, and when things were over, he couldn't help but think of the little princess of the palace. The second time last night, she didn't seem to be feeling very well at the back, and pitifully begged him to hurry up. Zhao Heng could see that she really couldn't take it, so it ended hastily.
After all, he was only fourteen, it seemed that he really should make arrangements, otherwise he would indulge in women's lust and delay the business, and she would not be able to endure it many times. Furthermore, he promised to give her jewelry, and she hooked him around his neck to ask for rare items, but there were really not many women's jewelry in the palace's treasury.
"My lord?"
Someone called him in his ear, Zhao Heng suddenly returned to his senses, and looked at the other party with no expression on his face.
It was an old editor who smiled and handed him a book list: "This is the book book list that was counted today, please take a look at it."
Zhao Heng took the roster and looked down at it, but he blamed himself in his heart, making it obvious that he had lost his mind.
At the end of the day's errands, Zhao Heng left the Hanlin Academy and took a carriage back to Shouwangfu. Eunuch Fu had been waiting in front of the door for a long time, and while following the master to the upper room, he said in a low voice, "I found three high-quality products and put them on the table."
Zhao Heng nodded and said, "Princess."
Eunuch Fu smiled and said, "Princess Princess got up a little late this morning. Princess Chu brought the eldest grandson to visit Princess, and she was eating here in the afternoon. The Princess blew for a while in the second half of the day, making the younger ones full. Erfu."
Zhao Heng didn't say anything. He entered the bedroom and changed his clothes in a hurry. First, he looked at the three pieces of jewelry that Eunuch Fu had found. They were indeed good things.
Zhao Heng rewarded Eunuch Fu with a silver ingot.
Eunuch Fu waited on the master with a smile. He took off his official uniform, put on a jade-white home-style round-neck robe, and then carried two jewelry boxes to the backyard with the master.
Song Jianing was so tired last night that it was sweet and then bitter. At that time, she forgot what King Shou wanted to give her jewelry. She only remembered when she saw the jewelry box in Eunuch Fu's hand. At the same time, she also remembered the night when King Shou hugged her and begged for love. The color is anxious, and Xia Fei's cheeks are unavoidable. The couple entered the Dongci room alone, Song Jianing glanced at the two boxes beside Shouwang, and said, "I was just playing with the king, how can you take it seriously?"
"It should be rewarded." Zhao Heng looked at her and said.
In just two words, he expressed his satisfaction with her body. Song Jianing stood with her head bowed slightly, not too embarrassed to answer.
"Open." Zhao Heng urged.
Song Jianing snorted, walked over to him, and opened the first long box, which contained a red-gold embroidered phoenix hairpin, which was unusually luxurious. There are very few women who don't like these, Song Jianing took it out in surprise and put it in the palm of his hand to examine it. Seeing that she liked it, Zhao Heng picked up the phoenix hairpin and inserted it into her hair, his eyes wandering over her hair and face.
Song Jianing blushed when he saw him.
"Don't wear it into the palace." Zhao Heng said something that had nothing to do with romance.
Song Jianing was stunned.
Zhao Heng lowered his voice and said, "The palace is still frugal."
Song Jianing understood and was about to take it down immediately. Zhao Heng grabbed her hand and motioned her to look at the other. Song Jianing guessed that he liked to see her wearing it, and glanced at his retracted hand, which was sweeter than listening to him say it. The second piece of jewelry is a blood jade bracelet, half as white as ice, translucent and lustrous, and half as red as blood, gorgeous and compelling. Song Jianing put it on her wrist, and the red half was on top. The pure and rich red lined her wrist white and delicate, making it tempting to spy on the inside of her dress.
Zhao Heng had seen her indifferent style, and because of this, he silently helped her pull down her sleeves, daring not to look at it, for fear that he would never be able to get out of this backyard like last night.
He deliberately covered the bracelet, Song Jianing raised his head in confusion, his almond eyes were bright.
Zhao Heng hesitated for a moment, but still looked directly at her and said, "In the future, we will sleep in the same bed for two nights and separate rooms for one night, so you don't get tired."
So many words, he spoke very slowly.
Song Jianing was shocked when she heard it. She thought that men were greedy for that, but King Shou was so considerate that she was willing to enjoy it ten times less every month, so that she could recuperate. Feeling his thoughtfulness, Song Jianing was ashamed to open his mouth, but still leaned into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said like a mosquito: "Actually, in fact, once a night, I don't mind..."
He loves her dearly, and she has to think about him too. The lord clearly likes that.
Looking at the princess buried in his chest, Zhao Heng didn't say a word for a long time, and finally gave way: "Sleeping for three nights, one night in separate rooms." Since she liked it, he gave her a few more times.
He insisted on taking care of her, Song Jianing nodded, and it was settled.
"Tonight, I sleep in the front yard." Zhao Heng touched her head.
Song Jianing served hard last night and just needed to take a breath. He readily accepted it and asked him about the fifth prince: "My sister-in-law said that the fifth prince is ill, does the prince know?"
Zhao Heng nodded: "I heard, wait a little longer, if it doesn't heal for a long time, you can visit."
He doesn't like to socialize, and usually only walks with his elder brother, but his fifth brother is sick, and he doesn't need to say it after three or two days.
Song Jianing quietly observed his man, but didn't see anything, but instinctively felt that the fifth prince's illness had nothing to do with King Shou.
After the meal, Zhao Heng was sent away. Song Jianing was lying on the spacious bunk bed alone, touching the phoenix hairpin rewarded by the prince for a while, kissing the beautiful and rare bracelet for a while, putting it on the wrist and raising the arm to appreciate it, it was rare enough. , she slept contentedly. In the front yard, Zhao Heng was lying on the bed after a few nights away. For some reason, he slept later than last night when his sweet wife was by his side.