Guo Xiao made a contribution, is Song Jianing happy
There is nothing to be happy about, since she married Shouwang, Song Jianing felt that Guo Xiao, who had been in her two lifetimes, had completely left her. She no longer had to worry about Guo Xiao taking advantage of her brother and sister's relationship where they couldn't see each other, and she no longer had to worry about it. Worried that Guo Xiao would use his power to coerce her future husband to give her up, and now that she is Princess Shou, Guo Xiao would never be so daring.
So for Song Jianing, now Guo Xiao is only her brother in name, she knows that he will always be smooth and smooth, so apart from being a little curious about Guo Xiao's marriage in this life, any other news of Guo Xiao will not cause Her mood changes.
Looking at the waiting eyes of King Shangshou, Song Jianing smiled and said, "My brother is dignified and dignified, and he is unsmiling. Although he and I are brothers and sisters, we rarely have the opportunity to talk to each other. Today, he has made a contribution to the court, and I am naturally happy, but it is definitely not as good as my father's. It's done." Song Jianing definitely couldn't say that she was unhappy because of her stepbrother's merits, it seemed she was cold, but Song Jianing didn't want to pretend to be a brother and sister in front of King Shou, otherwise, it would be too tiring to pretend to be a brother and sister.
Zhao Heng stared into her clear eyes, thinking that she was smiling when she went to Anguo Temple to see Lu Zhen, and the rash on her face when she entered the palace draft was also caused by Guo Xiao through Tan Xiangyu, so she knew that her princess was sure of Guo Xiao. There is no emotion. As for Guo Xiao's repeated destruction of her marriage, whether it is because of his stepbrother's dislike of his stepsister, or something else, Zhao Heng is still uncertain.
"Go to sleep." Zhao Heng patted her shoulder.
Song Jianing nodded. After lying down, he leaned in his arms for a while. When sleepiness struck, he was used to lying flat and sleeping.
The second day was the sixteenth. Song Jianing went back to her mother's house every month. She slept well at night and woke up early in the morning. Jiu'er came in to make the bed, and unexpectedly found that her master's menstrual period has not yet come, because the wife specially reminded them to pay attention to her master's menstrual affairs before the master's marriage, Jiu'er couldn't help but excitedly said: "Princess, do you have any good news? "
Song Jianing was rinsing his mouth, when he heard the words, he spit out all the water and coughed repeatedly.
Shuang'er and Liu'er patted her back together, Song Jianing wiped her mouth and stared at Jiu'er in shock.
Jiu'er has served her the longest time, and she is not at all afraid of the master, but slightly aggrieved: "I'm telling the truth, Wang Fei's menstrual affairs have always been accurate, this time it's a day late, maybe it's true That's it." On the one hand, the menstruation is on the one hand, the prince loves the master so much, there are times when she should keep watch, and Jiu'er hears that the prince will have a second wave of silence in the middle of the night. With such affection, it is normal for the princess to be pregnant.
Song Jianing had long been looking forward to a child. Realizing that she might be pregnant, Song Jianing's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she was a little nervous and flustered in anticipation, for fear that she might not be able to guess. Pregnancy is a major event, Song Jianing hurriedly asked her mother for advice, and went to the Guogong's mansion after breakfast. Brother Mao had been looking forward to his sister for a long time, pestering her to play, Lin Shi keenly noticed that something was wrong with her daughter, as if she was anxious to be alone with her, so she made an excuse to send her son to play outside first.
"What's wrong?" There were only their mother and two left in the room, and Mrs. Lin sat next to her daughter and asked suspiciously.
Song Jianing looked at her mother, lowered her head, blushed slightly and said, "Mother, my period is late..."
Lin Shi had given birth to two children, so he naturally understood the meaning of the bride's menstrual delay, and said in surprise, "How many days is it late?"
Song Jianing stretched out a finger embarrassedly.
Lin's smile froze, and followed with a good laugh: "Silly girl, it's common to be late for a day or two..." Halfway through, seeing her daughter pursing her lips in disappointment, Lin hurriedly changed her words: "But it may be true, An An waits a little longer, if it is more than ten days late, you can ask the boss to check the pulse."
Song Jianing nodded and remembered.
The daughter is obviously looking forward to the child. As a mother, Lin cannot say at this time that it is easy and difficult to have a child at a young age. Thinking that her daughter might actually be there, Lin's expression became serious, and she whispered to her daughter: "If you haven't come for the past ten days, the chances of getting pregnant by one more day may be higher, then An An must be careful and try not to get pregnant. I'm in the same room with the prince." So as not to hurt the child.
Song Jianing was stunned, and immediately showed embarrassment. Except for the few days when the menstrual period was delayed, the time between Shouwang and her in the same room seemed to be three days at most. If Shouwang wanted it, what should she do
"It's just that menstruation is coming." Lin Shi smiled and gave her daughter a suggestion. "Your Highness didn't find the best thing, but if you do, tell the truth, Your Highness will definitely be happy and won't be angry."
"It's still a mother's way." Song Jianing said with admiration.
Lin's face was inexplicably hot. Why did she understand? Of course, it was because she had fooled Guo Boyan in this way. That guy doesn't look like forty at all.
But Lin wouldn't tell her daughter.
As for Song Jianing, after taking the scriptures from her mother, she returned to the palace with satisfaction. She put on her menstrual belt in advance and prepared to wear it for six or seven days. After six or seven days, she could almost invite her husband over. Zhao Heng didn't touch her last night. Tonight, he was interested. After entering the tent, he put his arms around her and kissed her. Song Jianing gave him a kiss first. The man kissed her neck, and Song Jianing hugged his shoulders and panted: "My lord, I, my menstrual period is coming..."
Zhao Heng paused for a while, and then went down with his big hand. Through his coat, he felt the familiar shape of a menstrual belt. However, looking at her blushing and charming little face, Zhao Heng still pressed his little princess and gave him a good kiss. When Song Jianing almost couldn't hold the kiss and was about to give it up, Zhao Heng reluctantly stopped and lay on a bed. Lateral recovery.
Song Jianing was lying on his side, looking at his forbearance, he was distressed and sweet. If she was really pregnant and gave him another surprise, would he be happy and silly
Next, in order to prevent himself from suffering from unsatisfactory desires, Zhao Heng only slept with his little princess in the backyard for two nights. For the rest of the days, he went back to the front yard after dinner with Song Jianing. Song Jianing thought about the child wholeheartedly, but she slept peacefully without the prince coming, so she didn't miss him.
Six days later, at dusk, Zhao Heng returned to the palace earlier than usual, and when he came to the backyard, he signaled Song Jianing to enter the East Room. There was a low table on the table, and there was a copy of "Historical Records" on the low table. Zhao Heng asked Song Jianing to go to the bed. He hugged her to explain to her, hugged her, and slowly moved his right hand to the bottom of her skirt.
Song Jianing hated him like water.
Zhao Heng's breathing became heavier. After confirming that she was not wearing a menstrual belt, Zhao Heng's eyes darkened. He took away the book in her hand and bowed his head to kiss.
His spring bamboo shoots are popping up again, Song Jianing knows what he wants, holds his chin and blushed: "My lord, not now..."
Zhao Heng shook her hand instead, his voice hoarse: "Don't call." She misunderstood that she was worried about being heard by the maids outside.
Song Jianing was amused by his eagerness and cleverness. She looked at him, straightened up, and whispered something in his ear. Hearing this, Zhao Heng was shocked physically and mentally, and turned to her in disbelief. Song Jianing's face was red, but her clear almond eyes looked back at him boldly, filled with expectation and joy.
Zhao Heng slowly lowered his head and looked at her lower abdomen.
Song Jianing already felt slightly nauseated this morning, and it was this that convinced her that she was indeed pregnant. Seeing that he was stunned, his face no longer had the usual immortal style, Song Jianing added in a low voice, "Mother means that , wait for ten days late and then ask for Langzhong's pulse, I'll do the math, let's ask again the day after tomorrow?"
Zhao Heng was finally brought back to his senses by her soft voice. Looking at her bright eyes, Zhao Heng felt a trace of unease in his heart. He has a mouth problem. According to the nurse, he has been like this since he was a child. When he was learning to speak, he couldn't speak much. What if he and her children followed him... But so what? Those scruples are gone.
When the desire receded, Zhao Heng held her hand and said solemnly, "Please immediately."
Song Jianing was stunned.
Zhao Heng raised his chin toward the outside, reminding her to instruct the maid.
The prince was even more anxious than her, so Song Jianing had no choice but to ask Shuang'er to make arrangements. Shuang’er excitedly ran to Eunuch Fu. Eunuch Fu heard that the princess might be happy, so she could barely see her eyes from laughing. He immediately called a little eunuch and pointed out that he wanted to invite Liang from the most prestigious Chunhui Medical Center in Beijing. old man.
The little eunuch went non-stop, and not long after, he invited the famous old man Liang to the palace. Song Jianing sat behind the gauze tent and only stretched out a slender hand, Old Master Liang tapped her pulse, and after a while, he released his hand, got up and said to King Shou, who was sitting beside him, "Congratulations, Princess, this is the happy pulse. , Looking at the pulse, I have been pregnant for more than a month."
Zhao Heng looked pale, looked at Fu Gonggong and said: "Reward."
Eunuch Fu led Old Master Liang out with a smile, and gave fifty taels of reward money in one go, along with two copies of this month's monthly money for the servants of the palace. It was lively outside, but in the inner room, Song Jianing leaned contentedly in the arms of his prince, and shyly guessed: "Maybe she was conceived on the night of Shangyuan Festival..."
That night, the prince was so enthusiastic that he called out twice.
Zhao Heng also remembered the gaffe at that time, but fortunately, she didn't hear it.
However, she is pregnant with his child, he will be a father, and in eight months, he will be able to hold a child that belongs to him.
"An An." Zhao Heng bowed his head and called with his lips to her ear.
The nickname came out of his mouth without warning. It was so low, so light, so gentle, as if it was printed directly on the tip of her heart. Song Jianing's body softened and her heart softened. She slowly raised her head and looked at him with bright eyes. . Her mother, stepfather, grandmother and sisters have called her this way, Guo Xiao has called her in this life, but Guo Xiao called her An An and Song Jianing only thought it was a mockery. It was King Shou, her husband, Song Jianing liked to hear it so much that she wanted to hear more. He called a few times.
"Take care of the baby." Zhao Heng couldn't say much, just kissed her forehead and explained the most important thing.
Song Jianing nodded vigorously.
With the good news, Song Jianing handed letters to his sister-in-law Feng Zheng and his mother and grandmother respectively. As for Emperor Xuande, he gave them to King Shou.
On the Duke's side, Lin was overjoyed. When he wrote a letter to Tingfang, the daughter of Xiongzhou, he happily reported the congratulations.
When Tingfang received the letter, it happened that Han Zhengchang took time to come back to see her and her daughter, so Tingfang asked him to bring a letter to her brother Guo Xiao after returning to the military camp.