New Year's Eve.
Zhao Heng couldn't go home, so he sent someone to bring the New Year's gift back to the house, stuffing a carriage full of furs and other rarities outside the fortress, and then specially gave Song Jianing and Zhao Zhao a pure white fox fur cloak, which the mothers wore. The upper body is like a fox mother and a fox daughter. Brother You was just about to roll, and Zhao Heng made a tiger skin ball for his son. The majestic tiger skin ball was pushed around by Brother You. At first glance, it looked like a little tiger's head.
Brother You liked this ball very much, he was lying on the warm couch and plucked it, but Zhaozhao noticed that the servant also came in with a long box.
"Mother, I want to see that." Wearing a new cloak, Zhao Zhao pointed to the box on the table.
It was a picture box, Song Jianing knew what was inside without guessing. Wang Ye is elegant, especially in calligraphy and painting. The children’s portraits she painted at random, Wang Ye had asked her to put them in the picture box, but Song Jianing still used to stuff it directly into the envelope together with the family letter. Looking at the red sandalwood picture box at this moment, Song Jianing seemed to have seen the prince who was like the breeze and the moon.
She asked the maid to take out the painting.
Shuang'er walked to the desk and straightened the picture box, but saw the inscription on it: the book written by the wang ye: the wang fei personally wrote.
Not only the scrolls, but also the drawing boxes had to be opened by the princess herself.
Shuang'er smiled and held the painting box in front of Song Jianing.
Zhaozhao put her little hand on her mother's shoulder and stared at the box with novelty. Zhaozhao was in a hurry and stretched out his little fat hand to touch. The daughter's hand was broken, so Song Jianing subconsciously moved the painting scroll, lowered her head and told her daughter, "Zhaozhao don't move, this was painted by the father, it is more valuable than our fox fur cloak."
In Song Jianing's opinion, Wang Ye's calligraphy and paintings are calligraphy treasures that can be passed down through the ages.
Zhaozhao blinked, obediently retracted his little hand, and only stretched his neck to look at the scroll.
Song Jianing was relieved, and continued to expand. Shuang'er was the big maid beside her, and she tilted her head to look affectionately. The scroll opened slowly, the man's hair crown was revealed first, and he lowered his head... The scroll continued to unfold, then Song Jianing, Zhao Zhao, and Shuang'er saw at the same time, the men and women in the painting were kissing...
Song Jianing snapped the scroll down, blushing his face like a peony flower. The wang ye used a painting to express his thoughts about the princess, and Shuang’er felt sweet in her heart, and quickly withdrew with her head lowered, so as not to be embarrassed by the princess.
"Mother, let me take a look." Zhaozhao pointed at the scroll, but she hadn't seen it clearly.
Song Jianing didn't have the nerve to show this to her daughter, so she found an excuse to fool her, and she endured it for a while. After a while, when she saw her daughter playing ball with her brother, Song Jianing hid in the inner room like a thief, and then hid in the back room. Behind the screen, he blushed and unfolded the whole picture. On the pale yellow rice paper, there is a begonia tree with flowers all over its branches. Under the tree, a slender young man hugs a woman in a long skirt and bows his head to kiss. The young man only showed a little side face, the woman's face was completely blocked, and only one step swayed down. Her hand clingingly grabbed his arm, and the cuff fell, revealing a blood jade bracelet.
Song Jianing looked at his wrists, the prince drew it, and it really was their husband and wife.
What are you painting this for? For nothing, to tell her to be teased by the maid, Song Jianing's cheeks are hot, but her almond eyes are staring at the mandarin duck in the painting, sweet and sour, she can bear it without looking at it, and when she sees the painting, she is even more so. I miss the prince, want the prince to stand in front of her alive, hug her and kiss her.
After looking at it for a long time, Song Jianing was finally willing to look away, and turned to look at the inscription on the painting.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in the second year of Chunhua, I had a dream at night.
What did Lord Shou dream about
Song Jianing looked at the painting again and couldn't help laughing. The prince speaks very little, and he has said only a handful of sweet words, even if he said it, he is also elegant and subtle, so he draws like this. But simply saying "you have a dream at night", her heart is about to melt, sour and sour, she misses him so much.
On the night of New Year's Eve, Song Jianing fell asleep with a pair of children in his arms, and Zhao Heng's picture box was lying on top of his mother's pillow.
The next day, on the first day of the new year, every household in the capital set off firecrackers, and the nine-year-old Mao Geer ran over from the Guogong's mansion early in the morning to give his nephew and niece lucky money. Zhaozhao just finished eating dumplings, and the little girl wanted to play with her uncle. She wanted to go to the Guogong's mansion with her uncle. They were close, so Song Jianing did not restrain her daughter and sent Liu Xi to watch.
After Guo Xiao's death, Princess Duanhui moved to the Princess Mansion out of grief. She lived as a widow and without their husband and wife, Song Jianing was no longer wary of the Duke's Mansion.
The girls in the Guogong's mansion are all married. Among the grandchildren, Guo Xiao has passed away, the twins have just gotten married, and the great-grandchildren are all boys. The grandmother likes Zhao Zhao very much. Taking advantage of the warm sun, the grandma goes out with a cane. Now, behind Mao Ge'er and Zhao Zhao, watching the children play and basking in the sun.
The crisp laughter of children can be heard from time to time in the garden. The Yihexuan still belongs to the prince. Some people hide in the empty and silent side yard, leaning against the wall, closing their eyes and listening, hoping to hear the voice of the grandmother's close relatives. He was not filial, and made his pale-haired grandmother suffer the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man, but Guo Xiao had nowhere to go, and since he married her into the Shou Palace, he was suffering all the time. If there was no way, he would endure it, but The hidden danger in Shu has made him see hope, so he must give it a try, otherwise, he will live in the shadow of Zhao Heng for the rest of his life.
But after listening for a day, he didn't hear Mrs. Tai's voice.
The sky was getting dark, and the room quickly darkened.
In the dead of night, the masters and servants of the state palace were all asleep. Guo Xiao put on his mask and walked out quietly. This is the residence of the Grand Duke, the home where he has lived for more than 20 years. Guo Xiao is familiar with the route and replacement time of each guard's vigil, so without any internal response, Guo Xiao easily hides in.
Guo Xiao didn't want to implicate his family, and he didn't even talk about the plan of suspended animation.
The Shouwang Palace was heavily guarded, and Guo Xiao could not sneak in without disturbing people. The only chance was the wall shared by the Shouwang Palace and the Guogong Palace.
On the night of the first lunar month, the chill was to the bone, and this biting cold also made the guards of the night watch relax their vigilance.
A dark shadow came to the garden of the Duke's Mansion like a ghost. At night, when he could not see his fingers, he jumped agilely over the high wall, and then cautiously jumped into the King Shou Mansion. With his feet on the ground, Guo Xiao didn't move, making sure that there was no one around, so he hid behind the rockery in Shouwang's mansion in the dark. He didn't wear much clothes. In the middle of the night, Guo Xiao was lying curled up in a small cave. He was cold, but a fire was burning in his heart. He thought that he would soon be able to hold her in his arms. Xiao did not care.
The sky is slowly getting brighter. These days are sunny days. The sun shines brightly on the body, which is warm and comfortable.
The elders all said that the child should not be kept in the house all day, and that more sun exposure is good for the health. Song Jianing carried Brother You, who was wrapped in a ball, into the small wooden car. She pushed her son, Zhao Zhao followed by the side, and the three of them were together. Go to the garden. In this season, the garden has no scenery, but it is a great place to relax.
"Mother, hurry up!" Zhaozhao thought that the wooden cart was going too slowly, so she ran for a while and then turned back to call her mother. The little girl was wearing a peach-colored jacket and a new cloak given by her father. Her face was flushed red, like a peach blossom bud emerging from a pile of white snow.
Song Jianing looked at her daughter and smiled: "Mother can't walk, Zhaozhao wait for mother."
Zhaozhao was lively and active, stood there for a while, couldn't help but ran forward again, pointed to the rockery and said, "I hid, my mother came to me!" She wanted to play Tibetan cats with her mother. There were many rocks in the rockery, and Liu Xi immediately caught up with him, guarding the little county master almost every step of the way. Zhaozhao disliked him, ran to the rockery to stop, and pushed Liu Xi with his little hand: "Don't come!"
Eunuch Liu is too tall to hide. My mother will definitely see it. The little princess who is just five years old already knows the reason for holding back.
Liu Xi apologized and said with a smile: "I will accompany the county master in, and once the county master has hidden it, I will go outside to guard it and promise not to tell the princess."
Zhaozhao looked at him, then looked at his mother who was about to catch up, Duzui agreed, and as he walked in, he muttered, "Don't tell my mother."
Liu Xi smiled and agreed.
There are many caves on the rockery, Zhaozhao quickly picked one, Liu Xi bent down and went in, teaching the little princess to squat in the middle, making sure that he would not hit his head when he stood up suddenly, and after repeated instructions, he retreated outside. He wanted to pretend to leave and hide next to him, but Zhaozhao was guarding him, but he actually followed him out. Seeing Liu Ximao beside her cave, Zhaozhao pouted angrily.
"The little purse fell, let's go, let's go." Facing such a clever little princess, what could Liu Xi do? He pretended to pat the purse on his waist, and bowed to exit.
Zhaozhao happily hid again.
After squatting for a while, there were light footsteps outside. Zhaozhao thought that his mother was coming, and he was nervous and wanted to laugh. He held the big rock in the cave with one hand and covered his small mouth with the other. Then the entrance of the cave was dark. The man in gray clothes bent over and walked in! Zhaozhao's eyes widened, Xingyan looked at each other blankly: "Who are you?"
The five-year-old girl looked exactly like her mother. She didn't look too fat, but her cheeks were chubby, her almond eyes were watery, and her voice was sweeter than the ten-year-old Song Jianing. At that moment, Guo Xiao seemed to see the ten-year-old Song Jianing, but he quickly woke up, stepped forward, pulled Zhao Zhao into his arms, and tightly covered his mouth.
Zhaozhao is a small county master. He has never suffered any grievances since he was a child, and he has never suffered a heavy hand. The man's fingertips were rough, and it hurt her face when he pressed it. Zhaozhao was uncomfortable and twisted and struggled, but the man's grip was too tight, Zhaozhao couldn't move, and couldn't even make a whimper. Mother, come and save her.
Outside the rockery, Song Jianing handed the small wooden cart to Shuang'er, then bent over and coaxed the fat son in the car: "Mom, go to my sister, Brother You, will you wait here?"
Brother You hugged the tiger skin ball and grinned at his mother.
Song Jianing tried to walk back, staring at the son in the car, Brother You stared at his mother, the farther the mother was, the weaker the smile on Brother You's face, when Brother You saw his mother The kiss was about to leave, and the little guy gave up immediately, hummed anxiously, and reached out for his mother to hug him.
Song Jianing didn't know what to do, so he turned back, picked up his fat son and kissed him, "Let's go, let's go find my sister together."
Brother You was happy and turned his head to look forward.
Song Jianing had developed her strength long ago when she gave birth to her daughter, and it was not a problem to walk to the rockery with Brother You, Liu Xi pointed to the place where the little county master was hiding in advance, Song Jianing laughed and deliberately teased her daughter outside: "It's still east of Zhaozhao's possession. West?" He coaxed, and the man walked in slowly.
Passing through two caves on the way, Song Jianing looked inside. There was no one there. Liu Xi followed her and pointed to the front.
Song Jianing just turned a small corner, then stopped by the side of the cave, and lied proudly: "Come out, Zhaozhao, mother sees you."
In fact, Song Jianing knew that her daughter would definitely not come out, and the little girl was smart, so Song Jianing was about to carry her son over shortly after she finished speaking, but just before she lifted her foot, a burly and sturdy man suddenly appeared in the cave a few steps away. ! Song Jianing was so frightened that Hua Rong turned pale, Liu Xi had already blocked her, and said sharply, "You..."
"Shut up, dare to say one more word, I'll kill her." Guo Xiao deliberately put his voice in a loud voice, covering Zhaozhao's mouth with one hand, holding a dagger in the other, aiming at Zhaozhao's neck, his deep eyes, directly over Liu Xi , fell on her. After a year's absence, he has gone through so much, she doesn't seem to have changed, she is still so soft and timid, and tears will fall when she is frightened.
Song Jianing didn't take a close look at the gangster's appearance at all. He held his son in his hand and stared at his crying daughter and the dagger that might hurt her at any time. Horrified and frightened, Song Jianing begged incoherently: "You, what do you want, as long as you let my daughter go, I will give you as much money as you want!"
After begging, Song Jianing trembled to comfort her daughter: "Zhaozhao don't be afraid, mother is here, mother won't let you have anything..."
Zhaozhao nodded his head while crying.
"Who the hell are you?" Liu Xi asked defensively, staring at the villain.
Guo Xiao sneered, lowered his eyes, and said hoarsely, "King Shou killed countless people of my clan, and today I robbed his children. We will meet on the battlefield to see how he decides."
It turned out to be a Khitan!
Song Jianing's heart shrank, and she looked desperately at her daughter who was being held hostage by the opponent.
Zhaozhao looked at her mother with teary eyes.
"You go to prepare the carriage and make sure I leave the capital smoothly. If you dare to spread the slightest rumor, or send someone to kill her, I will kill her immediately." As if to prove his cruelty, Guo Xiao raised his arms slightly. , the tip of the dagger was about to touch Zhaozhao's delicate neck.