When people are pampered, they are always more courageous than usual.
It could be seen that the prince tonight was very satisfied with her kissing ears, so Song Jianing temporarily decided to be a little bad. When he got to the bed, he was as silent as in the previous nights, Song Jianing remained silent, and the prince didn't call him. She couldn't tell the difference between high and low, but Zhao Heng could hear it, just like a lark that usually screams cheerfully, suddenly withered.
She blushed brightly, winked like silk, and her little hands grabbed him for a while, obviously still liked it, but no matter how hard Zhao Heng tried, she wouldn't make a sound. Zhao Heng felt that something was missing, and that was not enough to spoil his interest, but he liked to listen to her humming and squeaking, which was especially painful, while hurting her more and more.
Zhao Heng put down her legs and the people left. Song Jianing was taken aback and stared at him blankly, worried that he might be angry when she saw her prince lay down, then held her shoulders and made her turn around. Song Jianing vaguely guessed something, just laying down, he pushed his knees over, followed by...
Song Jianing bit her lip, her little hand grabbed a corner of the pillow, her whole face was almost buried in the pillow.
"Speak." Zhao Heng kissed her neck from behind and commanded in a low voice, wrapping his big hands around her shoulders and holding her tightly without delay.
He finally couldn't bear it any longer, Song Jianing snickered, tilted his head slightly, pretending not to understand, and asked in an unsteady voice, "What did you say?"
Zhao Heng came ruthlessly.
Song Jianing covered her mouth. Just as she touched her face, he suddenly grabbed her hand, and he half pressed her, his black eyes looked at her coldly: "Call out."
If he looked at her with this look during the day, Song Jianing would definitely tremble, but at this moment, feeling that the prince's strength was stronger than usual, Song Jianing looked at him, turned his head suddenly, and followed him uncontrollably. Akira, facing the carved bed board inside, whispered back: "I don't want to scream."
Zhao Heng was stunned for a moment, then the speed slowed down. Seeing her pouting as if she was wronged, he paused for a while, his voice was no longer cold, and asked her in a low voice, "Why?"
Song Jianing glanced at him with wet almond eyes, but hesitated.
"Speak." Zhao Heng turned around the little face she wanted to bury in the pillow, and couldn't refuse.
Song Jianing tilted his head to look at him for a moment, pursed his lips, and said softly, "Then I said, the lord is not allowed to punish me."
The first time she was ordered "No", Zhao Heng felt a little strange, but he was not disgusted.
He hummed.
Song Jianing looked at his handsome face, which was slightly flushed. Even though he was doing the most immortal things, he was like a fairy who made mistakes by accident. Song Jianing's face became even hotter, his eyes were dodged, and finally he closed it, shyly and uneasy: "Every time I was made by the lord... I cried and cried, but the lord didn't say a word, I, I... "
Zhao Heng was dry and startled, because her frank words were unbearable, and she almost moved a few times, and was startled by her complaints. She was not satisfied with calling her alone, did she want him to accompany her? Thinking of her lord, Zhao Heng rejected it in his heart without even thinking about it. He would never call her name so loudly and continuously.
Just thinking about how to refuse, she coaxed her into screaming willingly, when she opened her eyes, her misty almond eyes looked at her with admiration and earnestness, and said softly and tenderly, "I like the voice of the lord, and I want the lord to accompany me more. Talk, say one or two more words every day, I am happy, when the lord talks to me, I feel that you have me in your heart... "
After finishing speaking, Song Jianing was very nervous and watched him nervously.
As early as the first night of marrying him, she thought about it like this. After holding it back for so long, her daughter was more than three months old, and Song Jianing finally gathered up the courage to express her only dissatisfaction with him. In addition to speaking less, King Shou is really the good man Song Jianing once fantasized about. He is gentle and considerate to her and protects her everywhere.
In fact, it's not dissatisfaction, just want to get a little more like him.
Zhao Heng was silent. Does she still despise his mouth disease? It's not that Zhao Heng doesn't want to talk to her, but he can only say four words or less if he wants to stop stammering, but most of the time, it's not so easy to control, and the more words he says, the more prominent his words are. something wrong. She clearly knew that she even made such a request. What does it mean that she only had her in her heart when she was talking to her? Since she got married, has he not been good enough to her
The desire receded a little, Zhao Heng frowned unconsciously.
When Song Jianing saw it, her face turned pale, and for some reason her tears also fell. She just wanted him to say a few more words, why did she make him angry
"I… "
"you… "
Song Jianing wanted to admit his mistake, but unexpectedly the prince spoke at the same time. Song Jianing stopped crying and stared blankly at the person above his head.
Zhao Heng was angry, but his anger only started. Seeing her crying and pitiful, he couldn't get angry anymore. The princess is usually cautious, but she must have had the courage to speak tonight. Why did he dare to ask, and he was used to it? And he treats her all kinds of good, isn't it just to make her bold, dare to say anything to him
Seeing that she was no longer crying, but there were still tears on her cheeks, Zhao Heng lowered his head, kissing her tears while slowly hurting her.
He was still interested, indicating that he was no longer angry. Song Jianing was rippling in the water, gradually forgetting that little grievance. Knowing what he likes, Song Jianing closed her eyes and hummed softly, but after a while, she felt uneasy and hummed carefully. Zhao Heng was suddenly very annoyed, annoyed by his emotions just now, and scared her again.
"Okay." He kissed her closed eyes and agreed.
Song Jianing opened his eyes suspiciously, what is good
Zhao Heng looked at her watery eyes and explained calmly: "In the future, I will accompany you more."
The lord actually agreed
Joy welled up from the bottom of his heart like a fountain of joy, Song Jianing's mouth hadn't turned up yet, but a smile appeared in his eyes first, Zhao Heng saw her and knew she was happy, he suddenly pressed her down, trying to get back what kind of violent scolding stand up. Song Jianing had already got what he wanted, and he couldn't bear it any longer. He wrapped his hands around his neck and hung on his shoulders and called him happily: "My lord, my lord..."
"Satisfied?" She became so fast, Zhao Heng slapped her punishingly.
Song Jianing shivered, turned his head shyly after realizing what he meant.
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At the end of the first month, when the imperial court had a ten-day vacation, Zhao Heng slept in with his little princess. Then, when the sun was high and it was warmer outside, the couple took the little princess to the garden. Zhao Heng didn't know much about what children would use. Song Jianing took care of his younger brother Mao Geer before getting married, so she asked Liu Xi to prepare the cart before her daughter was born last year. What Song Jianing meant was that a large cart would be enough for a child for three years. After Zhao Heng found out, he instructed the craftsmen to make six wooden carts of different sizes according to the month, three months, and six months.
Right now, Zhaozhao was lying in a three-month-old wooden car, with a sunshade baffle over his head, preventing the sun from reaching the eyes of the little princess. As for who will push the cart, King Shou of Yushu Linfengxian Fengdaogu can do such a thing
Song Jianing pushed her daughter to walk slowly, bending over from time to time to play hide-and-seek with her daughter in the car. First, she shouted "Zhao Zhao" to attract her daughter's attention. The little girl looked up at her. Head down again. Zhaozhao will be very happy when she sees her mother again.
The girls were having a good time, and Zhao Heng's eyes changed a bit as he listened to his daughter's laughter.
He didn't even push the car, how could Song Jianing think that the prince might also like to play hide-and-seek with his daughter? Without even looking at him, Song Jianing focused on coaxing her daughter. Until the family of three came to the pond, Zhao Heng suddenly took her daughter out and walked to the shore to look at the scenery. Song Jianing was free and let go of the cart, feeling a little tired.
Looking around, Song Jianing walked to a flat stone, and when Shuang'er laid the brocade mat, she sat down to rest.
A dozen paces away, Zhao Heng stood with his back to the princess, then put one hand in front of his daughter's eyes, blocked it for a while, and then moved away.
The big hand was gone, Zhaozhao immediately looked up and saw the father, the little girl grinned. Zhao Heng blocked his daughter again. Now Zhaozhao knew that his father was playing with her. Seeing his father again, Zhaozhao giggled again. His daughter liked him, and the corners of Zhao Heng's lips rose. He wanted to try again, but Song Jianing came over curiously: "What is Zhaozhao laughing at?"
Zhao Heng had to let go.
Zhaozhao looked at his father expectantly, but before his father's hand, his mother next to him came back. Zhaozhao likes her father, but she likes her mother the most, so she immediately tried her best to ask her to hug her. Song Jianing went to pick her up without even thinking about it. Zhao Heng saw her blushing, and even thin beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. Knowing that she was tired, he said, "Sit down for a while."
After saying this, regardless of her daughter's wishes, she hugged the little girl and walked towards the place where Song Jianing was sitting just now. Zhaozhao didn't resist her father's embrace, she couldn't see her mother anymore, she blinked and looked around curiously.
Zhao Heng sat down with his daughter, Song Jianing sat next to him, and said to the pond with emotion: "This year seems to be warmer than last year, I remember that the lake surface only started to thaw in February last year, and it's just the end of the month, the lord sees that the ice is about to melt away. ." He raised his chin toward the pond next to him.
Zhao Heng was just teasing his daughter and didn't pay attention to the pond. At this time, he saw that as she said, the frozen pond in the winter moon now only has a layer of ice on the surface. Of course, it has something to do with the shallowness of the pond here. . The ice and snow melted and the water surface rose. Zhao Heng stared at the water surface, frowning gradually.
Song Jianing didn't get a response. He turned his head and saw his serious appearance. Song Jianing was startled and whispered, "What's wrong with your lord?"
Zhao Heng didn't want to talk to her about political affairs, but when he met her worried eyes, he said it spontaneously: "Spring flood."
Song Jianing was stunned at first, then looked back at the water. In February and March, when the ice in the river melts and the water level rises, it is called the spring flood. Because the peach blossoms bloom just right at that time, the spring flood is also called the peach blossom flood. It sounds quite artistic, but in places with severe peach blossom floods, the water flow breaks through the embankment and floods the fields and houses, but it is a natural disaster.
When Song Jianing was in the south of the Yangtze River, he experienced floods, continuous torrential rains, and the streets in the yard were full of water. Fortunately, there was no major disaster near the Song family. The water fell in a day or two, but there were houses nearby. People and livestock are swept away by water. Thinking of what he heard, and then looking at the prince beside him, Song Jianing was instantly awe-inspiring. It's just a small pond in the palace garden, and the prince can think of the spring flood season and the people of Limin, so he has the world in his heart.
Song Jianing has also lamented her own prince's status as a future emperor before, but she has always lamented that she was fortunate to marry the future emperor. At this moment, Song Jianing realized for the first time that her husband did indeed have the talent of an emperor, and the ability of an emperor. Germany. Only by thinking about the hardships that the common people may suffer in advance can we plan for a rainy day, like Liang Shaona and other people who are dedicated to the camp, will they be good officials
"Go back." Zhao Heng whispered.
Song Jianing guessed that he was going to the study and nodded.
Sure enough, Zhao Heng spent the whole afternoon in the study in the front yard, while Song Jianing took care of his daughter in the back yard with peace of mind. When the prince came over in the evening, he hugged his daughter to coax him, Song Jianing moved behind him and stood on his knees, taking the initiative to help him squeeze his shoulders. Zhao Heng was quite surprised. Looking back at her, Song Jianing smiled softly: "Your Highness is either reading or writing for an afternoon. Your shoulders must be sore. I will help you relieve your fatigue."
Zhao Heng laughed and persuaded: "Take a rest." With her strength, it made no difference whether she squeezed or not.
The prince couldn't bear her tiredness, Song Jianing's heart warmed, and he became more and more determined to serve him, pinching his shoulders and beating his back. She was so busy that Zhao Heng had to laugh at it, and tonight he wanted to sleep honestly, but he enjoyed her hospitality. When he got to bed, Zhao Heng rewarded her with the nectar of the fairy family and fed her directly. Her cheeks are flushed, her almond eyes are full of spring, like a fairy turned into a peach blossom.
Before dawn the next day, Zhao Heng went into the palace with a fresh air.
Coincidentally, in the early court, Emperor Xuande also mentioned the matter of the spring flood, and wanted to pick one person to seal the river patrol to supervise the construction of the dams on both sides of the Yellow River to prevent the Yellow River from breaking in the spring and summer floods. As soon as this remark came out, the military attachés did not react, because it was the matter of the civil servants, and the civil servants fell silent. They all remembered that last year, the four states of the Yellow River had their dykes burst, and the people of several counties were displaced. More than a dozen officials in the county, including last year's river patrol envoy, were unavoidably guilty and executed.
The Yellow River is the second heaven. Who knows if the Yellow River will flood again this year? Moreover, the patrolling envoys will spend half a year in the Yellow River area once they leave. The wind is blowing and the sun is blowing, so it is obvious that they are working hard and dangerous. Why should these Beijing officials leave their glory and wealth behind and run to blow the river wind
There was silence in the hall, and Emperor Xuande's face sank. These useless officials, when they were not needed, would always come to him to discuss this and that. Now the court needs their advice and efforts, but they are afraid to avoid it. No one spoke, Emperor Xuande swept his eyes one by one, preparing to pick one by himself.
"Father, my son is willing to go." Someone suddenly came out, with a clear voice.
Emperor Xuande was shocked.
The civil and military officials also looked at the center of the hall in shock and recognized that the third prince, King Shou, was standing there. After King Shou opposed the emperor's northern expedition, the courtiers already knew the talent and courage of King Shou, so there is no such thing today. Too much surprise, but I don't quite understand why King Shou took this errand.
Emperor Xuande didn't understand either. More importantly, he was worried that the third child went out and was bullied by local officials. Obviously he didn't dare, but the local official deliberately said that the third child couldn't answer a big call, and the third child had nowhere to speak. But Emperor Xuande couldn't refuse the third child who took the initiative to invite Ying. If he refused, it would be equivalent to distrust, and the third child lost face again.
With a complicated mood, Emperor Xuande turned his eyes and said to the fourth elder King Gong: "King Gong should also experience the experience. You will go with King Shou on this trip, and everything will be arranged by King Shou." Emperor Xuande had already seen it. Among the sons, the third child is the most tactical, but he can’t say anything, so he will let the fourth child be the vanguard for his elder brother. Playing tricks in front of the fourth.
"My son obeys the order." King Shou and King Gong said at the same time.
The King of Chu looked at his two younger brothers, especially his own younger brother, who finally accepted the errand, and he was deeply relieved. On the opposite side, Prince Rui glanced at his two younger brothers, and then looked at his father's approving smile. Prince Rui couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He knew that he should take this errand. Qi would not kill him, and the fact that the Yellow River did not burst its banks was a great achievement.
I really regret it the more I think about it.
After the dynasty was dispersed, Emperor Xuande called the third and fourth to the Chongzheng Hall, and first asked the third: "It is difficult to patrol the river. You usually only like to read books and paint. Why do you want to share my worries this time?"
Zhao Heng said sternly: "The Yellow River bursts its banks, the people suffer, and the servants can't bear it. I am willing to do my best."
Emperor Xuande looked at this son with emotion in his heart. When the third child grew up, in addition to occasionally interceding for his elder brother who angered him for recklessness, the third child only spoke twice about important matters in the imperial court, persuading him to postpone the Northern Expedition for the sake of the soldiers and the common people. This visit to the Yellow River also wanted to do something for the common people.
In terms of serving the people, the third child did the best.
"Okay, the people on both sides of the Yellow River this year will be handed over to your brothers." Emperor Xuande said solemnly.
Zhao Heng nodded, and King Gong confidently assured: "Father, don't worry, my third brother and I will definitely handle the errand beautifully!"
Emperor Xuande smiled and said: "Okay, hurry back to the house and prepare to go. We will leave tomorrow morning, and everything is arranged at home."
Zhao Heng and Prince Gong answered in unison, and at the same time withdrew. On the way out of the palace, King Gong kept talking excitedly: "Third brother, thanks to you this time, I also have the opportunity to go out to the capital, the Yellow River, I have only read it in books, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes. , I don't know how much wider than the Danshui River."
Zhao Heng... has never seen the Yellow River, and he has not even visited the capital as many times as the fourth child.
His heart was also surging with excitement, but Zhao Heng was even more concerned about the little princess at home. After leaving the palace gate, he parted ways with Prince Gong and got into his own carriage. The carriage walked slowly and in no hurry. Zhao Heng looked at the gap between the curtains, and the images of the princess and his daughter flashed alternately in his mind. Thinking that it would be half a year, he would not give up.
The carriage stopped, Zhao Heng got out of the car, and his eyes swept across the next door to the Duke's Mansion, Zhao Heng's heart suddenly sank.
Guo Xiao…
After standing there for a while, Zhao Heng went back to the room to change his clothes.
Song Jianing was so tired last night, she just helped the prince pinching his shoulders, the prince was so moved that he came three times in one night! After feeding her daughter with her eyes closed in the early morning, Song Jianing continued to sleep, letting her nurses and maids play with Zhaozhao. Sleeping soundly, Shuang'er hurried in, pushed her and said, "Wake up the princess, the prince is back!"
Song Jianing suddenly opened his eyes, looked outside, and said in surprise, "What time is it?"
The twins report truthfully.
Since it was still in the morning, Song Jianing was even more puzzled. A quarter of an hour later, Song Jianing wore a newly changed lotus red jacket to welcome him out. He saw that the prince had come over and was sitting on the warm couch coaxing his daughter. Seeing his expression, he seemed to be in a good mood.
"My lord." Song Jianing called out with a smile, feeling a little embarrassed that he was caught by him while sleeping late.
Zhao Heng patted his side and motioned for her to come up.
Song Jianing took off his embroidered shoes, crawled over, and sat beside him intimately.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to go out to inspect the Yellow River and return in July." Zhao Heng looked at her and said in one breath.
Song Jianing opened his mouth blankly.
In those twinkling clear almond eyes, Zhao Heng saw a series of stunned, reluctant, and... floating water colors.
So, the full-hearted Shou Wangye was drowned by her tears before he reached the Yellow River.