Guo Xiao is dead.
The dark guard moved his hand after he left the princess' mansion for a distance, except for the sharp sound of breaking the air and the muffled sound of Guo Xiao's moment when he fell to the ground, this siege and assassination did not attract anyone's attention. The dark guard was like a ghost, carrying away the corpse to wipe away the traces, the night wind blew away the blood, and the street fell into silence again.
In the residence of King Shou, Zhao Heng suddenly woke up and listened carefully. There was a cuckoo chirping outside the window, two in a row, short and hoarse.
Zhao Heng sat up slowly, and Song Jianing slept soundly beside him. After returning to Beijing for a year, the face that had lost weight in Shu land came back round again. She was happy, and Zhao Heng watched and followed him comfortably. Leaning over, kissing the ends of her hair lightly, and watching silently for a while, Zhao Heng opened the gauze, put on his robe and left.
Eunuch Fu and Zong Ze were all waiting outside. There was no need to talk. As soon as Zhao Heng came out, they automatically led the way.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Heng confirmed Guo Xiao's body with his own eyes. He had no hatred or joy, because as early as the day he learned that Guo Xiao had sneaked into the Princess Mansion, Guo Xiao had already become a dead chess in his eyes, and he was not in a hurry. I just want to see how Princess Duanhui chooses. Concubine Shu helped him once, and Zhao Heng was willing to give Princess Duanhui a chance.
"It's burnt." Zhao Heng calmly said after looking at the scar on Guo Xiao's face.
On the way back to the backyard, only Eunuch Fu went with him.
"My lord, where is the princess?" Eunuch Fu asked in a low voice. If Princess Duanhui knew that Guo Xiao had come to the Shou Palace, and guessed that Guo Xiao had died at the hands of the prince, would she have gone to the emperor to make a fool of himself? Although Prince Rui was dead, the emperor did not show any intention to make the prince the crown prince. Prince Gong lost an arm, and in the Nangong, His Royal Highness was fine.
Heavenly family, are there still few examples of brothers against their goals
No one can guarantee that his brother will deal with him after he is the king. Only by sitting in that seat can he feel at ease.
Eunuch Fu didn't know what the prince thought, but he hoped that his own prince would be enthroned, and the prince would be both civil and military concerned about the country and the people, as it should be.
"She has no evidence." Zhao Heng said lightly.
Even if he guessed that he killed Guo Xiao, what would Princess Duanhui do? Go to the father to complain? First of all, Princess Duanhui has no evidence that Guo Xiao is alive, and accuses him of killing Guo Xiao, what is the reason? Does Princess Duanhui dare to say that Guo Xiao covets her titular sister? That is to say, the father will believe it
Furthermore, Guo Boyan will not admit that for the Guo family, Guo Boyan will insist that his son die on the battlefield and die in glory.
So at the end of the trouble, the royal father would only decide that Princess Duanhui missed Guo Xiao and became ill, and was already unconscious.
Eunuch Fu lowered his head and pondered it for a while, then smiled, blaming him for being eloquent. When did the prince's plan go wrong
After sending the prince to the door of the main room, Eunuch Fu paused, and Zhao Heng went in alone. In the thin gauze tent, Song Jianing slept soundly, feeling someone hug her, Song Jianing habitually shrank into his arms, knowing that at this time, he must be by his side. It was a very simple action, but Zhao Heng felt that it was extremely precious. When she was away last year, his bed was empty and his heart was empty.
"An An." Zhao Heng whispered against her earlobe.
Song Jianing's breathing changed, it was because someone disturbed her good dream.
Zhao Heng immediately pursed his lips and watched her fall asleep again, before he pressed her face and hugged her to sleep.
Princess House.
Everything was silent, Princess Duanhui still maintained the posture when Guo Xiao left, sitting on the bed blankly, staring blankly at the door of the inner room. Cousin left and went to find Song Jianing. A few days ago, she just wanted to go to Prince Gong’s mansion to teach Song Jianing a small lesson. Cousin dissuaded her with patience and humiliation, for fear that she would spoil the two’s big plans. now what? As soon as he heard that Song Jianing was going to die, how could he forget the big plan, forget to bear the humiliation and bear the burden, and rushed out regardless of anything
Not even wearing a robe...
Princess Duanhui closed her eyes and tears fell.
Cousin must love Song Jianing to death, so much that he doesn't care that Song Jianing served King Shou, that Song Jianing gave birth to two children, that he was caught by King Shou just to see Song Jianing, and that he didn't care about his life. But what about her? She is his cousin, the wife he is marrying, but her cousin refuses to marry her by all means, saying that she wants her to remarry innocently, and that she is afraid of revealing signs of pregnancy, all of which lie to her!
"Ah!" The hatred couldn't be contained. Princess Duanhui grabbed the pillow and slammed it on the ground. After smashing it, Princess Duanhui didn't even look at the pillow. She is the most favored princess of her father. She is not afraid of Song Jianing, King Shou, or everyone, but what if she is a princess? My cousin doesn't have her in his heart. He doesn't touch her until she takes the initiative to dedicate herself.
Disliked by unimportant people, Princess Duanhui will punish each other, disliked by her cousin who has been infatuated with her for several years...
Princess Duanhui's heart was broken, more painful than when she learned that her cousin died in battle.
If possible, she would rather her cousin die and think of her when she died, rather than come back alive and live for other women.
Princess Duanhui cried all night, and the next day the maids were going to come in to serve. She was not allowed to lie on the bed with swollen eyes, neither eating nor drinking. It was getting dark again, and Princess Duanhui finally thought of Guo Xiao's whereabouts. Last night, my cousin must have gone to Shouwang's mansion, but he hasn't returned yet. He figured out halfway through that he would fall into the hands of Shouwang, so he gave up and came back to find her ashamed. Or, cousin went to see Song Jianing impulsively. Caught by King Shou
If it is the latter, can the cousin still live
Her heart seemed to be caught by something, and Princess Duanhui suddenly stopped breathing.
If King Shou really killed her cousin, what should she do
Tears rolled down again, Princess Duanhui pulled up the quilt and buried herself in the darkness.
My cousin didn't have her in her heart. She was stupid once. She was heartbroken by the news of his death. She was a widow for him for two years despite her mother's persuasion. What
In exchange for his hypocrisy, in exchange for his infatuation with Song Jianing.
It was the cousin who didn't want her first.
Princess Duanhui covered her eyes, her chest rose and fell several times, and then slowly calmed down.
It was my cousin who didn't want her first, so whether he lives or dies in the future has nothing to do with her.
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Guo Xiao was dead, but Song Jianing knew nothing about his return to Beijing and his death. It was scorching hot in June, the capital was as hot as a stove, and the flowers and plants in the yard were wilting. Song Jianing would not go out if he could not go out, and hid in a room with ice to keep cool. Zhaozhao was six years old and began to read and practice calligraphy with her husband. Brother You was three years old, and her short legs were running faster and faster. Song Jianing played with her son all day, and was too tired to move at night.
When Zhao Heng came back in the evening, when he entered the door, he saw Song Jianing leaning on the couch lazily, with Zhao Zhao sitting next to Brother You, holding a handkerchief in one hand, and feeding his brother with a silver fork in the other. Brother You sits firmly, opening his mouth to answer, and playing with his fat feet with both hands.
"Father!" Seeing him, the sister and brother shouted together, and the crisp and sweet voices merged, which was better than anything else.
Zhao Heng walked over with a smile, holding one in each hand, and then looked at Song Jianing teasingly: "You are free."
He complained to him every day that he was tired of coaxing his son, why did he only see that his daughter was tired
Song Jianing was really wronged. Her daughter was studying in the daytime. After class, she took her maid to the garden to flutter butterflies and watch the lotus flowers. After she had had enough fun, she ran over to coax her brother. At other times, she brought her son. How could Wang Ye see this short scene? , do you think your daughter is more hardworking
"Mother is tired, I'll let her rest for a while." Father Wang didn't understand, Zhao Zhao knew that her mother was working hard, so she raised her head and explained to her.
"Good daughter." The daughter was sensible, Zhao Heng smiled and touched the little girl's head.
Brother You stared at his father's big hand, a little anxious, and awkwardly stretched his head beside his sister, asking his father to touch him too.
Song Jianing burst out laughing, is his son stupid or smart
Enough to rest, Song Jianing climbed over, and the family of four ate melons together.
When the children were in front of them, Zhao Heng devoted himself to accompanying the children and never talked about outside affairs. After dinner, Zhaozhao and Brother You were taken away by their respective wet nurses. Zhao Heng took a sip of tea, looked at Song Jianing and said, "Duanhui, I want to choose Consort."
Song Jianing was facing Jingtong and was surprised when she heard the words. She turned her head to confirm, "She agreed?" Or was it Concubine Shu's own idea
Zhao Heng put down the tea bowl and said, "My father has always spoiled her. If she doesn't nod, my father will not force her."
Song Jianing moved the comb slowly, wondering why Princess Duanhui, who had been widowed for Guo Xiao, changed her mouth, but also felt that Princess Duanhui would remarry sooner or later. Princess Duanhui is eighteen years old, and at the age of flowers and jade, Emperor Xuande's concubine Shu is reluctant to let her daughter be a widow, not to mention Guo Xiao... Guo Xiao is ruthless to his wife, Princess Duanhui lacks a love that can be remembered, it has been a long time , naturally easy to forget.
"Very good, my aunt can finally rest assured." Song Jianing whispered, turned around, and continued to brush her hair.
Zhao Heng looked at her beautiful and demure face in the mirror, and his father's words rang in his ears again.
The royal father said that Princess Duanhui didn't know which one was wrong, so she had to choose a concubine to marry far away. Father Huang did not know, but Zhao Heng understood that Princess Duanhui had figured it out and did not want to stay in this sad place in the capital. Zhao Heng has always disliked Princess Duanhui, but this time, Zhao Heng is willing to admit that Princess Duanhui still has one merit, and she didn't get involved with herself for the sake of a person with a bad heart.
Princess Duanhui was rarely relieved, for fear that her daughter would regret it, Concubine Shu worked intensively to help her daughter choose a concubine. After choosing, Concubine Shu asked her daughter to enter the palace to have a look. Princess Duanhui was not very interested, and she nodded her head without seeing the man's face.
It doesn't matter who it is, she just wants to leave quickly, she doesn't want to see anyone in the Guo family, and she doesn't want to see Song Jianing, the king of longevity, proud.
His daughter hated marriage, so Emperor Xuande set the wedding date in the twelfth lunar month.
On the day of Princess Duanhui's wedding, the sky was overcast, and the sedan chair was halfway there when it suddenly snowed.
Zhao Heng and Prince Gong were both ordered to marry off. Song Jianing finished watching the ceremony in the palace and returned to the palace with a pair of children.
"Mother, it's snowing." Zhaozhao was lying in front of the glazed window, pointing outside and calling for mother to see.
Song Jianing had just helped Brother You take off his thick cloak. Hearing this, he raised his head and saw snowflakes flying.
A sense of melancholy suddenly surged in my heart.
It snowed on Princess Duanhui's happy day. Who is not happy
But who is to blame
After Zhaozhao and Brother You fell asleep, Song Jianing went to the Buddhist hall to put a stick of incense, wishing the soul of the deceased would be peaceful and there would be no sorrow in the next life.