Song Jianing stood in front of the washstand and washed her hands carefully. In fact, her hands were already clean, but Guo Xiao's touch seemed to stick to the back of her hands, which made her even more disgusted than when he pressed her on the mountain that day. At that time, she was not married, Guo Xiao had that kind of thought that only violated the ethics of step-siblings, but today she is a married woman, Guo Xiao...
Song Jianing closed his eyes and sighed, "Change the water."
Shuang'er looked at the master suspiciously, and went out with the copper basin, and soon changed a basin of clean water. Song Jianing washed again, and when she heard her daughter's voice on the bed, she felt more comfortable, wiped her hands, put down the resistance and irritability brought by Guo Xiao for the time being, and went to the bed to coax her daughter.
Zhaozhao was lying on the bed on her back, and when she saw her mother, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she smiled happily at her mother.
All Song Jianing's troubles were melted by her daughter's carefree smile. She sat on the bed and bowed her head to kiss her daughter.
With her daughter, Song Jianing no longer felt bored in the palace. When her daughter was awake, her mind was on her daughter, and she slept with the little girl. When her daughter fell asleep, she also took the opportunity to rest, rest for a while, and got up. Washing my face, the red sun outside unknowingly fell. Song Jianing sat on the warm couch with her daughter in her arms, pointed out the glazed window, and said softly, "In a little while, the father will be back."
Zhaozhao didn't know what her mother was talking about, she stared with her watery apricot eyes... Mother's fingers.
Song Jianing smiled and slapped her daughter's tender face.
Zhaozhao glanced at his mother, and suddenly hugged her into her arms, wanting to be full. Song Jianing glanced at the nurse and the two maids waiting in the room, then moved to the corner of the warm couch where the wall connected to the windowsill, turned his back to the outside to feed his daughter. Zhaozhao grabbed her mother's clothes with one hand, and she was eating vigorously. Song Jianing looked at her daughter for a while and looked out of the window for a while. Just after feeding the little girl, she suddenly saw two figures turning around in the corridor. The one in front was her prince.
Song Jianing smiled, quickly tidying up the placket, then raised her daughter and told her to look outside.
On the glazed window, the faces of the mother and wife were immediately reflected. Zhao Zhao's face was too small to see, but Song Jianing's gentle smile was clearly visible. Zhao Heng glanced at it, continued walking, and soon reached the front of the main room. No one could be seen, Song Jianing also carried her daughter and moved to the edge of the couch, and the two of them waited together.
The door curtain opened, and Zhao Heng stepped in in a tea-white robe.
"Your Highness." The wet nurse, Shuang'er, and Liu'er saluted together.
Zhao Heng glanced at the wet nurse and landed on his princess. Song Jianing was accustomed to observing her husband's face. In her arms, Zhaozhao saw his father and said "Ah" happily, looking at his father with bright almond eyes. Zhao Heng's expression softened a little, he took over his daughter who was wearing a thick padded coat, and sat beside Song Jianing.
The family of three wanted to share the family relationship. The wet nurse led Shuang'er and Liu'er to silently salute and leave. They were about to walk to the door when a cold voice suddenly came from the couch: "Miao's stay."
The wet nurse was shocked, she was the Miao family, but the lord never said a word to her, except that the lord simply instructed her to take care of her on the day when she was determined to take care of the little princess. The prince speaks little, if any servant in the palace can get a few words from the prince, others will praise his family for the smoke from the ancestral grave, but the nurse is not happy at all, the voice of the prince does not seem to be quite right...
Shuang’er and Liu’er withdrew, and the wet nurse turned around in fear, glanced at the prince quickly, and waited with her eyes down.
Song Jianing looked at his prince suspiciously, Zhao Heng held his daughter's small hand in his big hand, and only looked at his daughter.
Eunuch Fu, who followed up, nodded towards Song Jianing, and then interrogated the master: "Today, you entered the palace with the princess, and met Mrs. Guo at the gate of the palace. Did the princess order you to hand over the county master to Mr. Guo?"
The nurse's face was blank, she didn't know what to ask about such a trivial matter, but Song Jianing's heart shrank suddenly, and she didn't dare to look at the prince beside her. How did the lord know about this? Besides Guo Xiao hugging his daughter, does Wang Ye know anything else? Who reported this to the lord, and how much did that person know
Just when Song Jianing was panicking, the wet nurse said truthfully: "No, it's Master Guo who wants to hold the county master..."
Eunuch Fu raised his eyebrows, but his voice didn't change. He said in a chattering manner, "If Mr. Guo wants to hug the princess, you will give it. Is it possible that anyone who wants to hug the princess will not stop you?"
The wet nurse finally understood what she had done wrong, her face turned pale, she threw herself on her knees, and kowtowed to Lord Shou to make amends: "Your Highness, this servant knows that it was wrong, and the servant will not dare to make her own decisions next time. Dare to come to rob the county master, the slaves will not let him succeed even if they try their best."
She really knew it was wrong, even though the wet nurse also felt wronged, Mr. Guo was the heir of the prince's mansion and the elder brother of the princess. It was only natural that an uncle would hold a niece. Who would have thought that the prince would object? She hadn't heard of any festivals between the prince and Mr. Guo or the Duke's mansion before, otherwise even if she heard the slightest news, she would not give the county master to Mr. Guo.
Eunuch Fu turned his head and looked at his master.
Zhao Heng finally glanced at the nurse again. When the princess was about to give birth, he prepared a total of four wet nurses and observed them for two months, and the remaining two were the most honest ones. When the daughter was just born, she was given to two lactating mothers for trial feeding. The milk of the Miao nurse was more pleasing to her daughter, so she was left with one in the end.
The wet nurse cannot be easily replaced, and she is not guilty of ignorance and will not be severely punished.
"Ten." Zhao Heng retracted his gaze.
Eunuch Fu understood, and admonished the wet nurse: "Your Highness has been serving the county master for more than three months, and I will give you another chance. This time, I will only be fined ten penalties. It is a lesson for you to remember. The county master's golden branches and jade leaves are just anything. Can people hug if they want?"
"The servant remembers, the servant will no longer dare to make an assertion." The nurse fell to the ground, gratefully. Compared with being expelled from the palace by the prince, Shibanzi was just a meal of flesh and blood, and it was over.
It's time to teach a lesson. Father Fu led the nurse away and went to the side courtyard to play the board.
In Dongci, there were only three members of the family left. Zhaozhao didn't know anything, so he lay obediently in his father's arms and played with his father's big hand. Zhao Heng lowered his head slightly, his handsome face was facing his daughter, but his eyes were on the princess beside him.
Song Jianing's face was as white as paper. What does Wang Ye mean by punishing the wet nurse in front of her? The lord didn't want Guo Xiao to hold his daughter, was he simply not liking outsiders holding his daughter, or did he know what Guo Xiao thought about her
Regarding her innocence, Song Jianing did not dare to confess her entanglement with Guo Xiao. Scanning the hem of the man's clothes, the elegant and elegant color of tea, Song Jianing secretly adjusted his emotions, then raised his head to look at him, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, does the lord not like my brother hugging Zhaozhao?" , the lord has acquiesced.
Zhao Hengguang heard the voice and knew that she was frightened by him. He glanced at her and said, "It's not my uncle."
As early as the day she gave birth to her daughter, Zhao Heng believed based on her previous behavior that his little princess had no old relationship with Guo Xiao, at least she was ruthless towards Guo Xiao, and the fault was entirely on Guo Xiao. It was Guo Xiao's fault to approach her, and it was also Guo Xiao's fault to hold his daughter. He punished the wet nurse just to make her understand his attitude towards Guo Xiao, not to scare her.
Song Jianing thought about all kinds of reasons, but he never thought about his uncles and uncles. Hearing the prince's explanation at this time, Song Jianing's high-hanging heart immediately relaxed for the most part. After thinking about it for a moment, Song Jianing suddenly had an epiphany. If the prince knew that Guo Xiao had despised her, he would have questioned her as soon as he came back. Why would he deal with the wet nurse first
After a false alarm, Song Jianing relaxed and looked at his daughter who was being held by him. Song Jianing thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "I don't like him hugging Zhaozhao either, because I'm afraid he won't be able to hug him well."
Zhao Heng raised his eyes and saw her tender and white face like lilac petals. The long eyelashes were hanging down densely, covering the emotions in his eyes, but the red lips were slightly puffed up. Even complaining, he was afraid that others would pursue her. It's like, just said a little bit of the other party's small evil, and barely let out some anger.
In the end, what did Guo Xiao do to her? Her body is completely his, but has Guo Xiao ever touched her
Zhao Heng had no way of knowing, and he couldn't ask her. If she asked, if something really happened, she was afraid that she would seek death first.
However, thinking that Guo Xiao may have touched her hand or kissed her lips...
Zhao Heng pursed his lips.
When night fell, the twins and the wet nurse took the little princess away together. The nursing mother was in good health and could walk even after ten strokes, but Song Jianing did not dare to let the nursing mother hold her daughter for the time being. After her daughter left, Song Jianing served the prince to undress.
Behind the screen, Zhao Heng looked down at her. For some reason, the situation of Guo Xiao getting close to her suddenly appeared in his mind. Guo Xiao handed her his daughter. When she went to pick it up, she was as close to Guo Xiao as she is now? Did Guo Xiao stare at her like he did, did he smell the fragrance on her body
Zhao Heng took a deep breath. Before he could take off his robe, he suddenly restrained Song Jianing's waist. Song Jianing was taken aback and raised his head. Before he could see the person clearly, his mouth was caught by him. Without a gentle kiss, he broke in directly. It was the first time that Song Jianing had been kissed by him like this. When he was at a loss, he was inexplicably throbbing. He was afraid for a day, afraid that he would dislike him, but his legitimate husband was so enthusiastic... After the short accident, Song Jianing took the initiative to stand on tiptoe and wrapped his hands around it. When he kissed his neck, the more eager he was, the more obedient she was, and she cooperated with him wholeheartedly. He liked to kiss her tongue, so she would never hide it, but gave it to him obediently.
One is the prince who is usually cold and indifferent and only warm at night, and the other is the princess who is respectful and submissive during the day and only dares to be arrogant at night. Zhao Heng was a head taller than her, and he was too tired to bend over to kiss her. He picked up her leg with one hand and wanted to hug her. Song Jianing was also tired from tiptoeing. When he realized his intention, the other leg immediately followed.
Zhao Heng put his hands together, she suddenly became taller, put his hands on his shoulders, lowered his head, his cheeks were rosy, and his almond eyes were affectionate.
Zhao Heng likes her the most. Looking at the little princess' shy but bold eyes, Zhao Heng's Adam's apple moved, and he asked for the first time, "Like it?" Her eyes at the moment, Zhao Heng is only when she eats the most Love's meals and pastries have been exposed, and if there is anything else, it is the couple's bed.
Song Jianing was surprised that he actually opened his mouth. Which girl has the nerve to admit that she likes making out? Song Jianing was embarrassed, she also wanted to be reserved, but when she recalled what she did just now, she ate his tongue, hugged her waist and crossed her legs, and now he was holding him up, Song Jianing really didn't have the cheek to lie.
Since he couldn't lie, Song Jianing hugged his shoulder shyly, laying his face out on his shoulder, and hummed softly.
Zhao Heng rubbed her neck and said dumbly, "How much do you like it?"
When he was willing to speak, it was when he was in a good mood. Song Jianing wanted to hear more from him, so he suppressed the restraint that a woman should have, and turned around slowly, instead of looking into his eyes, only leaning in front of his ears. Zhao Heng grabbed her leg tightly, thinking she would say something, but what he waited for was that her earlobe was caught by her soft mouth...
Without any preparation, Zhao Heng let out a muffled groan.
Song Jianing's heart trembled, and he let go of his mouth. Just as he was about to see what the prince looked like, the prince suddenly strode towards the Babu bed, swiftly walking like the wind.
Song Jianing understood, Wang Ye, he likes her very much.
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Jianing: What? Lord, please speak louder, the wind is so strong that I can't hear you clearly!