As the weather warmed in February, Zhao Heng officially moved into the East Palace as a prince, becoming the first prince after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
When Emperor Gaozu was on the throne, he was busy unifying the Central Plains, and because of the Queen Mother's order, it was difficult to decide whether to pass the throne to his younger brother or his son, so he did not establish a crown prince until his death. When Emperor Xuande arrived, he had been criticized by the common people because of the origin of his throne, and his respected son had accidents one after another, which unknowingly delayed today.
With the Crown Prince in the East Palace, there is no need to worry about the sudden death of the emperor and the chaos in the court. The ministers looked at the empty East Palace and began to think differently. The prince is a person who wants to be an emperor, how can there be only one woman by his side? You must ask the emperor to give the prince several concubines and concubines. If his daughter is selected, they will be relatives of the royal family in the future.
Therefore, Song Jianing, the crown princess, had not yet warmed to the throne, when he heard that the civil minister Zhang Luo had gone to the East Palace to stuff people.
The news came to my ears, Song Jianing lost his appetite, and nothing tasted good anymore.
She knew that Zhao Heng was very affectionate. The two had been married for more than six years, and there were ups and downs, but Zhao Heng had never met another woman. But now it's different. The officials urged that Emperor Xuande had the idea of giving people a long time ago. As the crown prince under one person and above ten thousand people, is Zhao Heng willing to reject his father and all the ministers for him
"Mother, what's the matter with you?" Zhaozhao was copying the lark that his father drew. After painting the wings, Zhaozhao wanted her mother to take a look. She raised her head, but saw her mother staring at the table, not as if she had just spoken. Laughed like that. Zhaozhao remembered this look. The year before her mother was kidnapped by the bad guys, Mother Cen often stared at a place in a daze.
In the heart of the little princess, being in a daze means being unhappy, and she wants her mother to be happy.
Song Jianing returned to her senses, and when she met her daughter's worried little eyes, Song Jianing smiled and said softly, "Mother is thinking about what to eat at night."
Zhaozhao continued to stare at her mother.
Song Jianing was about to change the subject when Brother You got tired of playing in the yard and came back. Dian Dian Dian ran to his mother and asked her for water. The little guy liked his mother to take care of him personally, as if a nursing mother had no water for her. Like sweet. Song Jianing asked her daughter to continue painting, and she picked up her son and went to the couch to feed him water and wash his hands.
Mother was busy taking care of her younger brother, Zhaozhao blinked and lowered his head to draw.
The red sun gradually fell, Zhaozhao greeted her mother, and she led the maid to wait for her father in front of the East Palace.
Zhao Heng came out of Zhongshu Province, still thinking about the dam of the Yellow River this year. When he was about to reach the East Palace, he suddenly found a small figure in the distance, wearing a pink skirt, sitting on the steps motionless. After a while, the little girl saw him, picked it up, and flew towards him like a butterfly.
Zhao Heng immediately put aside state affairs and walked quickly to meet his little princess.
"Father!" As they got closer, Zhao Zhao opened his arms early to hug him.
Zhao Heng smiled and hugged his daughter, kissed first, and then asked strangely, "Why did you come out?"
Of course Zhaozhao had a reason to look at his mother's palace, Zhaozhao told his father with a sad face, "Mother is not happy."
Zhao Heng's eyes changed slightly, he stopped, and asked his daughter seriously, "Why?" As soon as he said that, a guess suddenly appeared in Zhao Heng's heart.
Zhaozhao shook his head and said dejectedly, "Mother refused to tell me, and even lied that she was thinking about what to eat at night."
Being lied to by his mother, Zhaozhao was really frustrated and felt that he couldn't help. Zhao Heng looked at the appearance of his daughter, the little adult, but couldn't help laughing, wondering why his little princess was so cute.
"Don't be afraid, the father asked her tonight, and tomorrow's mother will be fine." Putting away his smile, Zhao Heng solemnly assured.
Zhaozhao was relieved and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of neat teeth, but one of the front teeth had begun to loosen and was about to be replaced.
The father and daughter have a little secret. At the dinner table, Zhao Zhao secretly observes the father and mother with wide eyes while eating. There was something in his heart, Song Jianing still had a bad appetite, and he tried hard not to show it. Zhao Heng wanted to go to bed and then coax his crown princess. He caught a glimpse of his daughter's clever almond eyes. Handing a piece of spare ribs to Song Jianing, he simply said, "It tastes good, you can eat more."
Song Jianing was slightly surprised, and subconsciously looked at the child at the same table. Brother You stared at the ribs between his father's chopsticks and drooled, thinking that he wanted to eat ribs too, while Zhao Zhao was holding a small bowl and observing his mother happily. Song Jianing blushed, and swept his almond eyes towards Zhao Heng, then quickly picked up the bowl and took the spare ribs, shy and sweet, forgetting his troubles for the moment.
The father really coaxed the mother, Zhao Zhao was satisfied, and slept very soundly at night.
Song Jianing wanted to sleep, but couldn't. I don't know why Zhao Heng was so excited tonight. First, he pushed her onto the table while she was helping him undress. After wiping the table and getting to the bed, Zhao Heng hugged her from behind again, holding her chin with one hand, watching her come, and swallowing slowly.
"My lord..."
Song Jianing felt uncomfortable and wanted him to hurry up.
Her cheeks were crimson, like a slightly damp pink peony in the drizzle, and her almond eyes looked at him pleadingly, charming to the bone. Zhao Heng pressed her lips and kissed her. After kissing enough, he pressed her face against her hot face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it still called Wang Ye?"
Song Jianing's heart tensed, and he quickly changed his name to call him the Crown Prince.
He was used to hearing the prince, and Zhao Heng didn't like this new name. Hearing her humming softly, Zhao Heng suddenly hugged her and said in her ear, "Call me the word."
his words
Song Jianing thought for a while before she remembered that her man, her crown prince, her future emperor, had the surname Zhao Mingheng and the character Yuanxiu.
She knew, but she couldn't say it, as if to say it would be outrageous.
"Call." Zhao Heng pressed her to lie down, a gust of wind and rain without any warning.
Song Jianing almost dispersed, like a small broken boat caught in a storm, how could there be any taboos in his heart, ah, he shouted "Yuanxiu" several times in a row. Zhao Heng originally wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect her to call him like that, Zhao Heng was inexplicably benefited, and he was so angry to the end.
When it was over, the two of them couldn't sleep on the mattress under them.
Song Jianing lay limply on his chest, tired and hearty.
"There will be no one else." Zhao Heng pushed back the long hair in front of her, his voice hoarse.
Song Jianing raised his eyes, and unexpectedly, he bumped into a pair of clear and dark eyes.
"There will be no one else." Zhao Heng stroked her face and repeated in a low voice, "In this life, there will be no one else."
He said sweet words to her, Song Jianing pouted, and the tears flowed uncontrollably, more and more, buried in his chest and slapped. Zhao Heng didn't know why, so he hugged her and sat upright, Song Jianing continued to drill into his arms, refusing to let him see. She cried so hard, Zhao Heng didn't persuade her for the time being, and only hugged her tenderly.
When she calmed down, Zhao Heng pinched her earlobe helplessly: "Why are you crying?"
"Your Highness has been so kind to me." There were turbulence in his heart, Song Jianing used his old name without paying attention, and said softly, "I am not a high-ranking person, and I have caused so much trouble for Your Highness. Your Highness never dislikes me. It's getting better and better for me, it's like a dream, I'm afraid that one day the lord suddenly doesn't like me..."
I am afraid that one day everything in front of me will disappear, and I am afraid that I will fall from the sky to the bottom of the valley.
"After a long time, will you hate me?" Zhao Heng touched her head and asked with a smile.
Song Jianing shook his head, he was so good, how could she hate him
"Why not?" Zhao Heng helped her sit upright and looked at her tearful eyes.
Song Jianing stopped crying and murmured, "My lord, my lord is good to me, I, I like you." When he said the last sentence, he leaned on his shoulder embarrassedly.
Zhao Heng smiled, hugged her tightly, kissed her earlobe and said, "An An is good to me, and I like An An too. It is enough to pretend to be a person with one heart."
Some people say that it is difficult for husband and wife to get along, but Zhao Heng never felt that An An likes him, he likes An An, just live like this for a lifetime, why is it difficult
The next day, Emperor Xuande looked at the pile of memorials on the table asking for the prince's draft, and sent the prince Xuan.
Zhao Heng came with orders. Before entering the house, he heard a coughing sound inside. Seeing his father's health getting worse and worse, Zhao Heng frowned.
Emperor Xuande had been ill for a long time and got used to it, interrupting his son's concern, he picked up a few memorials and threw them in front of his son, and said earnestly: "I know that you and the Crown Princess have a deep relationship, but you are the heir and the future. The son of the emperor, he should have a few more princes from his concubines and concubines, so as to ensure the inheritance of the throne, there is only one prince and concubine, in case the child…”
"Royal father." Zhao Heng begged slightly, not wanting to listen to any concerns about the health of his children.
That was his own grandson, and Emperor Xuande didn't want to say it, just reminded his son to have more children.
Zhao Heng understood, lowered his eyes and said, "Prince Concubine has given birth to a son and a daughter to my son in succession. She is still young, and my son will love her more and add more grandchildren to the father and emperor as soon as possible."
Emperor Xuande laughed angrily. He wanted his son to get a few women who could have children, instead of asking him to have more children with Song Jianing. A woman can have at most one child a year, how can it be compared to a group of women
Naturally, Zhao Heng knew that he couldn't persuade his father, so he knelt down and explained in a low voice, "Father, my son, my son does not want to take a concubine, because my son cannot guarantee that there will be a second Chen beside him. 's."
Emperor Xuande was stunned.
Zhao Heng bent down and kowtowed: "Imperial father, my son has a crown prince and a concubine, and the harem is peaceful, so my son can govern the world wholeheartedly, please let my father know."
Emperor Xuande pursed his lips. Not all men will be poisoned to death by the concubines around them, but one of his sons set a precedent, and it is reasonable for the third child to learn from his own experience.
"Forget it, just go with you, and teach Brother You well." Emperor Xuande was tired, since his son didn't listen to persuasion, he didn't persuade him, and the fat daughter-in-law of the fourth child really looked like she could give birth.
The matter was resolved smoothly, and Zhao Heng reassured Song Jianing at night.
Song Jianing was very happy, and in order to thank the emperor and father-in-law, two months after moving into the East Palace, the first prince concubine of Da Zhou was happy again.
When the good news reached the Chongzheng Hall, Emperor Xuande really refused to accept it. Even the minister of civil and military affairs learned of it and silently sighed that the Crown Princess was born with a blessing.
Only Song Jianing knew that all her blessings were given to her by Zhao Heng.