After swimming in the river for nearly an hour, Song Jianing slept for half an hour, and when Tingfang woke up, his arms were numb, and there was a trace on the small face on the right side. Tingfang lightly tapped her sister's forehead, looked at the bow of the boat and said, "Fortunately, eldest brother invited the two princes to go outside, otherwise you will be laughed at if you are seen like this."
Song Jianing was taught obediently.
Tingfang brushed her sister's hair again, Song Jianing sat motionless, her whole body slowly became awake, she turned her eyes away, and saw Feng Zheng sitting behind her with her head lowered slightly, her face white, and her teeth were biting her lip uneasily. . Song Jianing felt uncomfortable for no reason, and his head tilted towards Feng Zheng. Before he moved, he was held down by Tingfang.
Song Jianing looked back, Tingfang shook her head imperceptibly, but she also took pity on Feng Zheng, and whispered, "Don't worry, Sister Feng, the prince has an upright temperament, and there has never been any..."
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Feng Zheng looked at her, and recalled that the King of Chu had not done any extravagant behavior to her so far, so he felt a little relieved.
As noon approached, most of the people on the Danshui River went home for dinner, the painting boat stopped steadily on the shore, and the group went ashore in the order of boarding. Feng Zheng was held back by the king of Chu again, but Song Jianing hugged Tingfang's arm in advance, and the two sisters got off the boat side by side. Song Jianing hid on Tingfang's left side, not seeing Guo Xiao's faint gaze, but on the shore, noticing the difference between Song Jianing and Guo Xiao, Zhao Heng's eyes moved slightly.
The carriages of the Guo family and the Feng family have been following on the shore, and the five girls walked towards their own carriages. The King of Chu, in the name of helping Feng Zheng get on the carriage, held Feng Zheng's hand again, but this time, before letting go, he secretly squeezed it. He pinched the girl's slender fingers. Feng Zheng's face flushed red, embarrassed and angry, he threw off his hand and quickly got into the carriage.
The King of Chu smiled at the swaying curtain of the carriage, turned on his horse, and deliberately followed the Feng family's carriage.
Zhao Heng, unintentionally involved in the affair with his brother, was a few steps behind, walking in the middle of the carriages of the Feng and Guo families.
"Hey, His Royal Highness King Shou looks so good-looking, why didn't I find it before?" Yun Fang huddled in the corner of the car, looking out secretly through the slit of the curtain. She has entered the palace a few times, but King Shou is not in the limelight, and he can't see anyone at ordinary times. Today, everyone has been walking together for so long, and the sixteen-year-old King Shou has grown his eyebrows. He has always believed that his eldest brother is the first handsome son in the capital. Yunfang, she noticed the demeanor of King Shou only after realizing it. Before that, her deepest impression of King Shou was his oral problems. Perhaps it was because of this that she didn't pay much attention to the palace before. King Shou.
Shou Wang Junmei, Song Jianing, Tingfang and Lanfang all agreed.
Yun Fang wanted to take another look, but Guo Xiao suddenly blocked her vision. The boy who was running alongside the carriage took two quick steps without warning, blocking the window on this side. Yun Fang pouted and lowered the curtain in disappointment. When Lan Fang saw it, she whispered jokingly, "My sister doesn't like His Royal Highness King Shou, right?"
Yun Fang's eyes widened, and she said without thinking, "How is it possible, he..."
Tingfang covered the mouth of the third sister in time and said in a low voice, "Be careful that disasters come out of your mouth." King Shou had a problem with his mouth, and everyone knew that it would be bad for the righteous master to hear it.
Yun Fang nodded in fear and shrank her shoulders.
Song Jianing watched silently, remembering that King Shou always spoke in two or three words, and then recalling that King Shou's kindness to her, never showing ridicule, she felt a little heavy for no reason.
Unconsciously, the carriage came to the gate of the city. The four daughters of Song Jianing were chatting, when a hurried voice suddenly came from outside the car: "Miss, the girl is not well, the madam has a headache again, you can go back to the mansion and have a look!"
The voice was too close, Yun Fang curiously lifted the curtain of the car, the four girls looked back together, and saw a maid in a muslin skirt standing in front of the Feng family's carriage, looking anxious. After a while, Feng Zheng leaned out of the carriage and bid them farewell uneasily. Of course, the Guo brothers and sisters had no objection. The King of Chu frowned and let him go.
Feng Zheng left.
Song Jianing breathed a sigh of relief for Feng Zheng. If the King of Chu was just improvised, he would forget Feng Zheng after returning to the palace, and Feng Zheng would have no worries.
The good interest of the King of Chu disappeared, and he said to Guo Xiao with a sullen face: "Unfortunately, this King suddenly remembered that there is still something in the palace, we will meet again at another time."
Guo Xiao couldn't ask for it, but there was a look of regret on his face.
Zhao Heng glanced at his brother, said nothing, urged the horse to follow behind his brother, and left indifferently.
Guo Xiao turned his horse's head back to the front of his car, raised the curtains and asked the sisters inside, "Go back to the house, or to look at the Yunlou?" His eyes swept over the four girls in turn, and finally settled on Song Jianing's face.
Song Jianing pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Tingfang's three daughters didn't understand, they laughed together, Guo Xiao didn't need to ask any more, and ordered the driver to look at Yunlou.
Wangyunlou is the most prestigious restaurant in the capital. The chefs of the kitchen are all extinct. Ordinary shepherd's purse has become a delicacy in their hands. The dumplings they make are thin and fresh. Song Jianing forgot all her troubles when she ate it. The Guo Xiao brothers and sisters saw her delicious food. Although they were not used to the taste of shepherd's purse, they ate a few more or less.
Just when Song Jianing was thinking about whether to bring some dumplings for her mother, Feng Zheng in the Feng family in the west of the city was pouring bitter water to her mother: "Mother, fortunately, Uncle Li has sent a letter to you, making you think of pretending to be sick. Trick, otherwise I'm probably going to accompany the King of Chu to drink at the moment, you don't know, that King of Chu is too..."
Mrs. Feng tapped her daughter's lips, not allowing her to speak ill of nobles behind her back: "I've been hiding today, it doesn't mean that there will be no accidents in the future, listen to mother's words, don't go out for shopping recently, be honest and practice female celebrity at home, I will follow you. Although Dad hates you, he can't keep you by his side forever, next year at the latest, he will find a good family for you no matter what."
Feng Zheng didn't want to get married, so he ran away with a smile on his face and returned to his room. A burly figure appeared in his mind. Feng Zheng bit his lip and had to admit that although the King of Chu was a rogue, his appearance was indeed worthy of the words "Long Zhang Feng Zi". But no matter how good-looking it is, the two of them are one day and one place, and they can't hit each other with eight poles.
She secretly commented on the king of Chu, who was also thinking about beautiful women. After drinking a sip of wine, she asked the younger brother across the table, "What do you think about that girl Feng?" He has seen many beautiful women, but he doesn't know why, only Feng Zheng Those peach blossom eyes hooked him the most, making him unable to let go. In the first month of the first month, the father and the emperor also discussed with him about choosing a concubine. The king of Chu was optional, but now he feels that he should marry a concubine.
When he thought about it, the King of Chu realized his brother's indifference after a while. Nahan said, "Why is his face so ugly?"
Zhao Heng raised his eyes, questioning his face.
The King of Chu stared at his brother. His younger brother doesn't like to laugh, but he doesn't get angry easily. His expression is always indifferent, as if what happened in the palace has nothing to do with him, but at this moment, the King of Chu felt a coldness in his younger brother. Thinking back carefully, it seems that After returning to the palace, the younger brother has always had this cold face.
"Who offended you?" The King of Chu was really puzzled.
Zhao Heng said, "Never."
After he finished speaking, he put down his chopsticks, got up and said, "Brother, take it easy." Leaving behind his brother, he went back to the inner room to rest for a while.
The King of Chu looked at his younger brother suspiciously, and then looked at the food in front of his younger brother that had hardly been touched. The King of Chu suddenly understood that it must be that the taste of today's food was not right, which angered his younger brother. No wonder he had no appetite either.
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At Duke Wei's mansion, after returning from Wangyun Tower, Song Jianing carried the shepherd's purse that she had dug with her own hands to her mother as if offering a treasure.
In the third month of Lin's pregnancy, the worst part of morning sickness has passed, but she still has no appetite. Seeing a basket of fresh green shepherd's purse, Lin's greed is really hooked. Compliment her daughter, and then ask the maid to send the shepherd's purse to the kitchen, and make small wontons in the evening.
There is a family of five in the big house. Tingfang accompanies Mrs. Tai in Changxin Courtyard. Three meals a day are also served there. Guo Xiao has been eating alone since he moved into his Yihe Residence at the age of thirteen, so Linyuntang is here. , Song Jianing has always eaten with his stepfather and mother. When Guo Boyan came back in the evening, seeing that Lin was looking good, he was also happy, and asked with a smile, "Why are you willing to laugh today?"
Song Jianing lowered his eyes and smiled.
He made a witty word in front of his daughter, and Lin's cheeks flushed, but he didn't answer.
Guo Boyan asked his daughter instead.
Song Jianing sold a small pass: "There will be a dish that my mother likes to eat at the dinner table. Guess my father?"
Guo Boyan glanced at Mrs Lin and became interested: "Okay." He loudly ordered the maid to set the meal.
Dinner was relatively simple. The three of them served a bowl of wontons in front of each other, and then placed five dishes. Guo Boyan put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and glanced at the table, knowing that Mr. Lin didn't like meat dishes, he pointed to the plate of fried spring bamboo shoots and said, "This?"
Lin nodded perfunctorily, not wanting him to guess.
As soon as he guessed it, Guo Boyan was very proud, and immediately gave his wife a chopstick.
The couple looked very loving, Song Jianing bowed his head and ate silently.
Lin ate the bamboo shoots that Guo Boyan had given him, but he had no appetite for other dishes, so he only ate the wontons in the bowl in small bites. Guo Boyan kept an eye on his wife while eating. Seeing that she ate six small wontons in a row, it was the first time she had eaten so many after being overjoyed. Guo Boyan was surprised and delighted, and finally realized that something was wrong: "What stuffing in your wontons?"
His is mincemeat.
Lin put down the spoon, looked at her daughter and smiled: "The shepherd's purse dug by An An herself is quite fresh."
Guo Boyan had never eaten it before, so he casually fished one from his wife's bowl, took a bite, Meifeng picked it up, and after a while he said, "Well, it's fresh enough."
Lin Shi saw that he didn't like to eat, smiled, and ate seventy percent full.
Song Jianing left in time after the meal, and Guo Boyan helped Lin back to the room. In the past two months, Mrs. Lin was very upset, and she vomited darkly and lost a lot of weight. Guo Boyan was worried that she was also worried about the child, and had no time to think about it. Tonight, Mrs. Lin ate well, her face was rosy, and she regained her moving style. Guo Boyan's lust was revived, and he embraced Lin's kiss at night.
The two of them had kissed before, and it was more like a kind of consolation to let go of sleep after a simple kiss. Lin Shi thought that this would be the case tonight, but Guo Boyan was reluctant to let go of it, and his big hands moved around and pulled her shirt. Lin Shi was shocked and panicked when Guo Boyan kissed her earlobe: "Master Guo, I, I am weak, you..."
Guo Boyan moved for a while, and the fiery breath sprayed on her neck, like a beast ready to hunt at any time, staring at her.
Lin Shi had already felt his urgency. Thinking about it, there was still almost a year, and Guo Boyan was a vigorous man. She put one hand on her stomach and waited for a while when Guo Boyan refused to lie back. Finally, he mustered up his courage, looked at the tent on one side, and said tentatively: "Master Guo, do you have a maid in your yard? I have two bodies and can't serve you. Why don't you choose a maid to show your face?"
Lin was born in a wealthy businessman's family, and rich wives would arrange for the master to pass the room when they were pregnant. Instead of waiting for Guo Boyan to take the initiative to speak, she should arrange it first, lest Guo Boyan misunderstand that she is jealous, and Guo Boyan has a place to sleep, so she can raise her baby with peace of mind.
It was dark in the tent, and Lin held his breath and waited for his response.
After a long time, a sarcastic voice came from above your head: "When you were pregnant, did you also arrange a maid for the surname Song?"