Song Jianing woke up with the familiar soreness and throbbing on her body. The lingering before going to bed was shy and moving.
It was already sunset, and the inner room was dimly lit, but there was no more oppressive atmosphere, peaceful and serene. Song Jianing lay lazily for a while, put on his middle clothes to cover up the handprints or hickeys left by Zhao Heng on his body, then looked at the door of the inner room, and hesitantly called out, "Wu Niang?" Niang is a servant girl, but she was busy with the prince today, so I don't know what happened to Wu Niang.
As soon as her voice fell, Wu Niang's cheerful voice came from outside: "Come on."
Song Jianing was relieved, Wu Niang was arranged for her by Guo Xiao, and she was afraid that the lord would imprison Wu Niang.
However, Wu Niang was indeed detained for an hour. When Song Jianing was asleep, the land of Shu was still in chaos, Zhao Heng was busy with political affairs, and Wu Niang, who was in the public trial of Fu Gong. Wu Niang didn't know much, and she still believed that Guo Xiao was just a leader of the rebels, who had the audacity to go to the capital to grab Princess Shou's leader, pure and honest. Eunuch Fu found nothing, and after reporting back to the prince, he continued to let Wu Niang serve the princess according to the prince's instructions.
"Princess, you are already awake. If you don't wake up, it will be dark." Wu Niang walked in quickly and saw the princess with blue silk spread on the bed like a begonia, Wu Niang suddenly froze there, staring at Song Jianing as if she didn't know each other. .
Song Jianing also pretended that Wu Niang saw what she had done with Wang Ye, she tilted her head in embarrassment, her eyes were full of spring love, and her cheeks were flushed with blush. If she was like a poor little flower who was bullied by wind and rain in front of Guo Xiao, now Just after being nourished by Zhao Heng, she was a peony blooming delicately in the spring breeze, and she came to life completely.
"Princess, you are so beautiful." Wu Niang subconsciously relaxed her steps and came to Song Jianing in amazement, and continued to look at the fairy-like princess stupidly. Before seeing King Shou, Wu Niang occasionally felt that the privy envoy seemed to have a deep-rooted love for the princess, and she was reluctant to force the princess even if she grabbed it. For such a man, the princess was not very wronged by following him, but she witnessed the immortal Shou Wang with her own eyes. Usually, they rush to the princess on horseback, pick up the princess and walk away. Wu Niang finally understands why the princess only misses the prince day and night. The prince's status is noble, talented, and handsome. If it was her, who would dare to ruin her good marriage, she would definitely scold his ancestors for the eighteenth generation!
Song Jianing lowered his eyes and smiled, twisted for a moment, looked out the window and asked, "Where's the prince?"
Wu Niang said, "Your Highness discussed important matters with a few adults, and said that he would accompany you for dinner."
Song Jianing nodded, asked Wu Niang about her half-day situation, and then washed and dressed. Zhao Heng prepared a few women's clothes for her, but to be cautious, if Song Jianing wanted to go out, she had to change into men's clothes to avoid suspicion. It's just clothes, Song Jianing doesn't care, as long as the lord is by his side, she will be comfortable even if he tells her to wear sackcloth and linen.
Just after getting dressed, Zhao Heng came, Wu Niang bowed her head and stepped aside, Song Jianing took a few steps forward, and saw that he was wearing a jade-colored robe through the curtain. The majesty and heroic spirit of the sub-generals, such as beautiful jade, was so outstanding that she felt unfamiliar, as if back when he first met, he was a high-ranking prince, and she was just an ordinary girl.
"Just woke up?" The fairy-like man asked her slightly teasingly, and his eyes softened.
The sense of distance disappeared immediately, Song Jianing leaned forward, remembered Wu Niang before raising his feet, and stopped his steps. Zhao Heng was curious about what she wanted to do, and sent Wu Niang away with a look, while he stopped in front of the door and waited for her. There are no outsiders anymore, Song Jianing has no scruples anymore, trotted into his arms and hugged him reliancely.
This person is her god. When he is not there, she is like duckweed with nowhere to go. When he comes, she takes root and is not afraid of wind and rain.
Zhao Heng smiled and hugged his woman, his face against her head and quietly enjoying the tranquility for a while, then he pinched her waist and threw it up. Hold her legs and carry her to the bed like a child. Several times during the day, Zhao Heng had no desire at this time and just wanted to talk to her.
Song Jianing had a lot to say, none of which had anything to do with her, and kept asking Brother You and Zhao Zhao, returning like an arrow. Zhao Heng also missed the children, so he put his arms around her and said, "Wait, we will leave in half a month." There are too many hidden dangers that need to be solved in Shudi, and he can't walk away for a while.
Song Jianing bit her lip and whispered, "Then the prince will send someone to take me back first?" She thought about the children, and she didn't want to delay a day.
Zhao Heng's eyes sank, frowning at her.
Just look at it, if you don't speak, he is clearly angry, but Song Jianing doesn't understand what he is angry about. Another time, Song Jianing would never dare to ask again, but she really wanted to see her children who had been separated for more than four months, so she mustered up the courage to explain: "Brother You doesn't want me, Zhao Zhao must be thinking badly, I will go back as soon as possible. , She will feel at ease as soon as possible, and besides, I have been pretending to be sick for too long, and I am afraid that some people have already suspected it."
She spoke from the bottom of her heart, and Xingyan looked at him sincerely.
Zhao Heng knew the truth, but he had already lost her once, and he just got it back. Zhao Heng didn't dare to let Song Jianing leave his protection range. Guo Xiao's life and death are unknown, will he hit her on her way back to Beijing? ? At this juncture, Zhao Heng was not at ease to hand her over to anyone other than himself.
This is safety, and what Zhao Heng can't accept is that, within a day of their reunion, she can cruelly abandon him? Even if it was his own flesh and blood, his beloved son and daughter, who stole her heart, Zhao Heng couldn't accept it readily. From the moment she proposed to leave first, Zhao Heng's chest was blocked.
"When do you want to leave?" Zhao Heng asked indifferently, calming his anger, as if he had finally figured it out.
Song Jianing was overjoyed and said excitedly, "Is it alright tomorrow?" Guo Xiao kidnapped her to come to Shu, and traveled without night and night. It took her about 20 days, and she also traveled back to Beijing day and night, and she would be able to see the children before the end of the month. .
His mind was full of the beautiful and lovely Zhao Zhao and the chubby brother You, Song Jianing didn't notice Zhao Heng's slightly twitching lips, when she looked at him expectantly, Zhao Heng was back to normal, nodding and saying, "Yes. ."
"Your Highness is so nice." Song Jianing hugged his neck again and kissed him sweetly.
Zhao Heng smiled.
Now that the departure for tomorrow had been decided, Song Jianing began to be reluctant to bear the prince again. At night, he clinged to Zhao Heng like a thick candy, and had no desire. After all, she was tired during the day, but she just liked hugging him and leaning on him. She hugged her innocently, Zhao Heng was holding back a fire, and rubbed her silently for a moment and a half, Zhao Heng suddenly turned over and held her down firmly.
Song Jianing covered her mouth in surprise, still, come again
Zhao Heng responded with action.
Song Jianing became a salted fish, and he was frying it over and over. Both ends had no time to spare. After a fierce battle, Song Jianing was sweaty and tired. He really became a fish in the water. Out of breath. Zhao Heng calmed down first, rubbed her shoulders unconsciously with his big hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "As soon as the land of Shu was recaptured, there were officials planning to give away gold, silver, or beautiful women. It's inappropriate."
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Song Jianing, who was almost asleep from exhaustion, opened her eyes and bit her lip. She continued to bury herself in his arms and asked casually, "For you?"
Zhao Heng hummed.
Song Jianing couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, and his fingertips like scallions slid across Zhao Heng's firm chest, making his heart beat a few times. Song Jianing didn't pay attention, and secretly felt sour water in his heart. There are beauties in Shu, and they have been famous in all dynasties. The prince loves her so much, mainly because of her face. Girl, will the lord be tempted
Song Jianing was in a hurry to return to the capital because she was very relieved about the prince, but now, Song Jianing was not so relieved.
"Then, has the lord accepted it?" Song Jianing raised his head slowly, and Xingyan looked at him uneasily.
Zhao Heng put one hand behind his head, smoothed her loose long hair with the other, looked at her and said, "You're here, I won't accept one, and I can't guarantee that you're not here."
Song Jianing's face turned pale all of a sudden, tears came when she said it, and she didn't expect it to be so close. She was afraid of being seen by him, so she hurriedly lay down to block it, and the jealousy in her heart turned into a pain. He is the prince, and maybe he will be the emperor. Song Jianing was ready before marrying him, but at that time she only regarded him as a high-ranking noble, not now, the prince was so good to her that she even forgot , one day he will accept another woman.
With such an identity, it is appropriate for him to have a group of wives and concubines. Song Jianing doesn't blame the prince, she just suffers for herself.
She couldn't hold back her tears anymore. Song Jianing wanted to secretly wipe it away, but as soon as she raised her hand, someone grabbed her. The man below him suddenly turned over and pressed her down again. Tears welled up in Song Jianing's eyes at this move, and Zhao Heng stared straight at him.
"Why are you crying?" There were still tears in her eyes, full of tears, as if she was aggrieved, as if he really accepted the beauty. Zhao Heng was pitiful and angry, wiped away her new tears, and said in a low voice, "I said casually, you believe it?" He was always so stupid that he couldn't even hear a joke.
How could Song Jianing not believe it? He said so seriously, he was gentle just a moment ago, but he became ruthless in the blink of an eye.
"Just kidding, don't cry." Seeing that she was really frightened, Zhao Heng reluctantly kissed her eyes and confessed in a low voice, "I thought you wouldn't leave if you said that."
What is the silly girl crying, he just doesn't want her to go.
Song Jianing was stunned and looked at him with blurry eyes.
Zhao Heng closed his eyes and covered hers as well, not used to this kind of heart-to-heart.
However, Song Jianing realized that, it turns out that the prince, he was reluctant to let her go.
"If you don't go, I'll be where the lord is. When the lord is done, let's go home together." Holding his narrow waist, Song Jia said with guilt and sincerity. It was her fault that she only cared about the child and ignored the prince's heart for her.
"Don't want Zhao Zhao anymore?" Zhao Heng asked while rubbing her earlobe.
Song Jianing shrank her neck so much that her voice was flattering: "I want to..."
Zhao Heng moved for a while, and his long eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly. If she was afraid that he would accept talent and stay behind against her will, then...
"But I also miss the lord, so I can't sleep all night." Song Jianing pressed his head against his head and murmured how much she missed him, "I miss you, but I'm afraid, because the lord dislikes me and doesn't want me..."
Song Jianing couldn't say the rest of the words, his mouth was blocked by Zhao Heng, and he was lingering again.