King Shou was not by his side, Song Jianing slept very sweetly that night, and was in good spirits during the day. She sat alone on the warm couch by the window and read "Records of the Grand Historian". There are so many books on the bookshelf, the lord must have his reasons for picking this book for her, so Song Jianing read it carefully, word by word, and read it carefully.
Tired of watching, Song Jianing went to Baiguoyuan for a stroll. The stepfather is an important official of the court. As a princess, in order to avoid suspicion, no matter how close she is, she cannot easily pass by. Song Jianing is satisfied to hear her brother's playful voice through the wall, but it is a pity that the garden of the imperial palace is quiet, and Song Jianing is there. Qu Ting sat for a quarter of an hour and left in disappointment.
In the evening when Zhao Heng returned to the mansion, Eunuch Fu reported the princess's movements as usual: "I stayed in the Dequ Pavilion for two quarters of an hour, and I spent the rest of the time in the house." As for what he did in the house, he didn't know. Now, the master just let him pay attention, and didn't tell him to be so detailed.
Hearing the words, Zhao Heng glanced at the palace.
When he came to the backyard, he walked directly to Dongjijian, which means to chat before dinner. Song Jianing happened to have a lot of questions. After following up, seeing King Shou sitting on the couch, she used to serve him tea first. Zhao Heng lowered his head to pick up the tea bowl, and caught a glimpse of the blood jade bracelet on her cuff, which was the one he gave.
Silently, Zhao Heng drank tea silently.
"Is your lord tired today?" Putting the tea bowl away, Song Jianing asked, standing in front of him, his eyes full of concern.
Zhao Heng recalled today and said, "It's okay."
Song Jianing laughed: "Then the lord, please explain to me again. I watched "Historical Records" for a day today, and there are a lot of things I don't understand."
She was so eager to learn, Zhao Heng smiled, took off his boots and moved into the warm couch, asking her to sit up too. Song Jianing's "Records of the Grand Historian" was sitting on the low table, and the map he left here was also prepared in advance, and the couple sat side by side. Song Jianing was humble and eager to learn, but Zhao Heng's eyes were attracted by her wrist wearing a bracelet, and he was absent-minded.
Song Jianing lowered her head and didn't notice. After asking a question, she didn't get a response. She raised her head in confusion, 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 ostentatious, this one has sleeves blocking it, so I will put it on, if the lord thinks it's inappropriate..."
"Wear it to match you." Zhao Heng boasted bluntly.
Song Jianing was overjoyed. He covered the bracelet with his sleeve just after she put it on yesterday. She thought that the prince didn't want her to wear it.
Since there was no problem with the bracelet, Song Jianing continued to ask for advice, the book was placed in front of him, and she leaned towards him. Zhao Heng smelled the faint fragrance of her body, looked at her peach-like profile, his throat moved, and suddenly he hugged her sideways on his lap and asked her to lean on his arm. Song Jianing was startled and raised his head.
"It's convenient." Zhao Heng said calmly.
He believed what Song Jianing said, and when he found it again, he was puzzled. Zhao Heng looked at it and explained it concisely, but no matter how serious he said, Song Jianing could feel that something had changed little by little under the skirt. Like the spring bamboo shoots after the rain, their heads happily emerge from the soil.
The meal was about to start. Song Jianing was afraid that he would not be able to hold back the King Shou again. He turned to blame her, so he closed the book and calmly said, "Okay, that's all, let's eat."
When she was about to get up, Zhao Heng 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 any longer. He was so ashamed that he used "Historical Records" to cover his face, and persuaded him with insufficient confidence: "My lord, dinner is about to start..."
The book was suddenly taken away, and Song Jianing unexpectedly met his fairy-like handsome face, as if nothing had happened to him. Although Zhao Heng thought about it, he was measured. He rubbed her index finger on her exposed face and whispered, "Homesick?" The Hundred Orchards in winter is a wasteland, and she can only go there for one thing.
Song Jianing was stunned when his mind was suddenly pierced by him, and then nodded slowly. If there are a lot of things in the palace that she needs to take care of, she has no time to think about home. If the palace is too far away, she knows that it's all in vain, so she won't miss home, but the two palaces are so close, so close, Song Jianing I can't control my heart.
She envied her third sister Yunfang, who married in the capital and could go back to her parents' home several times a month.
"On the 16th of every month, you can go there once." Zhao Heng raised her chin and looked at her moist almond eyes.
Song Jianing's eyes widened in surprise. There are very few entertainments in Shouwang's mansion. During the New Year and festivals, he only has ceremonial exchanges with Chuwang's mansion. There is basically no contact with other palaces and court officials, including New Year's banquets, and King Shou will not go there. Song Jianing was ready to never go back to her parents' house if she had nothing to do. Unexpectedly, King Shou actually allowed her to go home once a month!
"My lord is so nice." Song Jianing hugged his neck happily and looked at him with watery eyes. He gave her such a big reward. As long as he wanted to, she would never dissuade him and just listen to him.
Zhao Heng was not in a hurry for the meal, grabbed her wrist, and coaxed her back: "Eat first."
Song Jianing was stunned, followed by the man above his head, and smiled imperceptibly.
Song Jianing was so embarrassed that she pushed him away and fled. He deliberately walked around to sit opposite him and knelt down. After the meal, Song Jianing went down to the ground, put on his shoes and went to help him, but seeing that the man had already stood up, Song Jianing turned his head blushing, turned and walked towards the inner room.
Zhao Heng didn't use her to wait for the undressing, and after entering, he directly picked up Song Jianing and walked towards the step-by-step bed. Song Jianing wrapped his arms around his neck, looking at his handsome profile face that was anxious but couldn't see any clues, Song Jianing suddenly wanted to make fun of him, but in the end he swallowed it. Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, what if the king of longevity likes to be anxious but is not happy to be told by others
Song Jianing, who had rested for a night, had some confidence in herself tonight, but she forgot that King Shou also recharged her energy for the night, so after the battle, she couldn't hold it anymore, and begged him for mercy with a bitter face. self. Zhao Heng looked at her furrowed brows and sighed helplessly, and it was over in a few simple times.
"It's too cute." After that, he hugged her and kissed her ear.
Song Jianing pursed his lips, it was obviously his fault, so it was not a good thing for a man to be too majestic.
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The fifth prince's illness has not been cured, Feng Zheng sent a letter to Song Jianing one day in advance, and made an appointment to visit the palace together.
On the 19th, the carriages of the Chu Palace and the Shou Palace arrived at the gate of the palace almost at the same time. Song Jianing and Feng Zheng got off one after another and went to the Middle Palace side by side.
The young and beautiful Empress Li was immediately favored by Emperor Xuande when she entered the palace. She has been the number one person in the harem all these years, otherwise she would not have given birth to a prince and would have sealed the empress at once. It's just that Empress Li also had some troubles. When she gave birth to the fifth prince, she suffered a difficult birth. She came back after a circle at the gate of hell, and barely saved her life.
Queen Li's heart was cold, but luckily the one who was born was a prince. Since this may be her only son in this life, Queen Li attaches great importance to the fifth prince, and has been raised in the middle palace. It can be said that he is holding it in his hand and holding it in his mouth. Emperor Xuande once pointed out that she raised the child too squeamishly, but Empress Li insisted on this point, and Emperor Xuande did not interfere with her because he favored her.
But just now, the imperial physicians announced a bad news. The fifth prince was not suffering from a common cold this time, but contracted a cold and fever syndrome. All the imperial physicians had arrived, and they were not fully confident that they could cure the four-year-old fifth prince. Empress Li didn't dare to touch her son, so she cried in the arms of Emperor Xuande until her heart was broken. The life of her youngest son was at stake. Emperor Xuande was equally anxious, and repeatedly scolded the hospital for finding a cure.
The Empress was all about the Fifth Prince, and naturally had no intention of paying attention to the two daughters-in-law who came to visit.
Song Jianing followed Feng Zheng to the hospital bed, and finally saw the unconscious fifth prince. On the second day of the wedding, Song Jianing entered the palace to greet the empress. He also met the fifth prince once. At that time, the fifth prince was pure and white, a little shy but very cute. But now, the child is lying unconscious on the bed. , The whole person lost several laps, and his face was a scary flush.
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 disease is terrible, don't pass it on to Brother Mao."
Song Jianing nodded in a complicated mood.
Back at the palace, Song Jianing, as Feng Zheng said, told Shuang'er to quietly dispose of the dress on her body, and then took a hot bath. After coming out of the bath, Shuang'er and Liu'er helped her to twist her hair, Song Jianing leaned back on the rattan chair and stared out the window blankly. The fifth prince is only four years old. He contracted such a serious disease at such a young age. Song Jianing faintly felt that the fifth prince would probably not be able to survive...
Song Jianing paid attention to the news in the palace, while observing the men around him, and then found that the first few days after learning that the fifth prince was seriously ill, King Shou's mood was obviously affected a little, and he only slept in the same bed with her for several consecutive nights. , and did not do husband and wife affairs. After four nights, Shou Wang finally became 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 worrying will pass, it is human nature.
Song Jianing couldn't see through the King Shou, she only knew that King Shou treated her very well, so she didn't want to be suspicious of the common people she heard in her previous life, and continued to be her Princess Shou with peace of mind.
On the day of the end of the month, Zhao Heng took a ten-day vacation, woke up early in the morning, vaguely heard the maid outside saying it was snowing, and looked at the sleeping princess beside him, Zhao Heng made an exception and did not go to the front yard to practice martial arts, turned around and took Song Jianing into his arms and kissed gently. One bite. Song Jianing was woken up 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 unknown reason, there was still no snow this winter.
"Like snow?" Zhao Heng asked while rubbing the corners of her raised lips.
Song Jianing leaned on his arm and said, "Looks fresh."
Zhao Heng said, "After dinner, go enjoy the snow."
Song Jianing was anxious to see the first snow of this winter. After a while, she got up. She put on a cloak and walked to the door. She saw a vast expanse of white outside. The sky in the distance and the roof nearby seemed to be connected. Everything was silent, and there was a sudden sound of hooves on the street, which soon stopped in front of the palace gate.
Song Jianing's face changed abruptly. Not long after, Eunuch Fu hurried over and bowed his head to announce his mourning: "Prince and concubine, His Royal Highness, he's gone."