The King of Chu had an upright temperament, and he seemed to be rude and ignorant of his words, but it was not the case. He could guess what others were thinking most of the time. If the King of Chu thinks the other party's words and deeds are right, he will cooperate. On the contrary, as long as he believes that it is wrong, he knows he will offend people, and he will try his best to oppose and stop it. Outside the inner city, he directly confronted Emperor Xuande.
Now that he saw that his younger brother was interested in Song Jianing, the king of Chu naturally wanted to create a chance for his younger brother to get along with beautiful women alone. After eating two cherries, either sour or sweet, the king of Chu moved in his heart and asked Zhao Heng with a smile, "The third brother thinks, I How is this peony in the house doing?"
Zhao Heng turned his eyes and glanced at the peony outside the pavilion. He nodded.
The King of Chu laughed: "I've been complimenting your sister-in-law that you are good at painting flowers and birds, but she doesn't believe it. Since you like the peonies in my garden, why don't you paint a picture for your sister-in-law on the spot?"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Zheng became anxious and retorted in a low voice, "Why did the lord wronged people for nothing? When did I stop believing it?"
The King of Chu patted her thigh under the table and continued to stare at his brother with a smile.
Zhao Heng glanced at his brother inquiringly, and out of the corner of his eye passed the girl in the willow green shirt on the left, hesitated for a moment, and nodded in agreement.
The King of Chu clapped his hands, raised his head and instructed Eunuch Kang and Eunuch Fu, "Quickly go to the king's storeroom to get paints for the easel, and Xiao Fuzi will follow. You know best what your three highnesses like to use."
The two father-in-laws took orders and hurried to prepare.
The King of Chu said to Feng Zheng again: "Let's go, let's pick the peony that blooms best."
It is rare to have such an elegant thing, Feng Zheng stood up with a smile, and the King of Chu said to Song Jianing while helping her: "Cousin Jia Ning, please sit with your third cousin, there are so many cherries left, you eat more, there are Sweet."
Song Jianing hummed obediently and left to see them off. Watching the King of Chu help Feng Zheng slowly walk down the steps, Song Jianing couldn't help laughing. The King of Chu asked her to stay here, in fact, he wanted to accompany Feng Zheng to enjoy the peonies alone. Even if the King of Chu did not mention the love between husband and wife, Song Jianing would not follow him foolishly.
The King of Chu and his wife walked away, Song Jianing turned around and saw the future emperor sitting alone at the stone table, like a noble, handsome, immortal, Song Jianing suddenly felt that she had really sat down, and it would be disturbing even if she didn't say anything, and she had no idea. What can I talk about with the future emperor? It's relatively silent, and it's embarrassing to think about.
The ready-made peonies were growing outside. Song Jianing took two steps closer and said softly, "My lord, I..."
She wanted to say that she also went to help find peony, but only after saying three words, Zhao Heng suddenly pointed to the piece of peony cake she had eaten halfway and asked, "How does it taste?"
Song Jianing was stunned, then swallowed the previous words back in his stomach, and boasted with a smile, "It's quite sweet, can you try it, my lord?"
Zhao Heng nodded and took a piece from the pastry plate placed in the middle of the stone table. Seeing that Song Jianing was still standing there, he paused and said, "Sit down."
With the prince's life, Song Jianing would not be able to leave any longer, and sat next to Zhao Heng again.
Zhao Heng held the peony cake in his hand. Seeing that she was looking at the table motionless, she was obviously restrained. He pointed to her peony cake and said, "Why don't you eat it?"
Song Jianing had no choice but to pick up the piece of peony cake and ate it in small bites, her red mouth full and moist.
Zhao Heng looked at her and casually took a bite of his own. It was very sweet, but he didn't like it very much. Putting down the peony cake, Zhao Heng stretched out his hand to get the cherries. The cherries were all red, but the color was dark or light. Zhao Heng picked six dark red ones in a row, turned around when he closed his hand, and placed three of them in front of Song Jianing. : "Try it."
She ate a sour one just now, and she never ate it again.
The future emperor was so considerate, Song Jianing was flattered and thanked. Looking at the round red cherries in front of her, she pinched a tentatively and put it in her mouth. When she took a bite, it was really sweet, but the slightly sour taste was even better. The corners of Song Jianing's lips couldn't help but rise, and his heart became sweeter with the taste of cherries after a year's absence.
"Sweet?" Zhao Heng asked in a low voice, his throat rolling.
Song Jianing glanced at him, then immediately retracted his gaze, and said with a smile, "Well, thank you my lord."
She was smiling, but Zhao Heng frowned. Since the last time she brought her younger brother to the palace to pick up a kite, Zhao Heng has felt it. After a year, this fat girl who used to like him seems to be a lot less fond of him. Unlike the previous two years, she would worry about whether he won or lost in archery. Excited to guess lantern riddles with him. At the age of thirteen, her figure has become a big girl. Could it be that she has really grown up and can finally distinguish what she likes? I don't like him anymore, so I don't...
The cherries in his mouth suddenly lost their taste, and the clouds and mists in the man's eyes seemed to be a little thicker.
After Song Jianing finished eating the three cherries, he took a peek at the man beside him, and suddenly found that Prince Shou's face was gloomy and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, just like a cloudless sky suddenly covered with clouds, looking very scary. Song Jianing's heart shrank, trying hard to recall his words and deeds just now. It seems that he didn't offend him, right
Next to an inexplicably displeased dragon, Song Jianing was sitting on pins and needles. Hearing the joyful voice of the King of Chu in the distance, Song Jianing clenched his fingers and summoned up his courage: "My lord, the peonies in the garden are blooming just right, do you want to enjoy them first? ?"
Zhao Heng gave her a faint glance: "Do you want to see?"
Song Jianing wanted him to enjoy the flowers, but as long as the two were not together, she would do the same, so she nodded, and cleverly made an excuse: "The peonies in the Duke's Mansion haven't bloomed yet."
A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Heng's eyes. She wanted to reward the peony, and she asked him if he wanted the reward. Did she want to invite him to share the reward? If that's the case, then she treats him...
Zhao Heng frowned, got up and said, "Let's go."
Song Jianing opened her mouth in shock. How could she listen to what the future emperor meant, as if she was asking her to enjoy the flowers together? As soon as the thought started, he saw the man looking sideways, as if he was urging, Song Jianing had no time to think about anything, and stepped out all of a sudden, moving so fast, there was a hint of impatience.
The displeasure in Zhao Heng's heart was swept away, and he led her out. Outside the pavilion, there was a pebble path leading in and one winding out. Zhao Heng chose the opposite road to the husband and wife of the King of Chu. When Feng Zheng saw it in the distance, he was slightly surprised, and immediately thought that the King of Chu called Song Jianing his cousin, then Song Jianing and King Shou were also cousins, and it was no big deal to enjoy flowers together.
Song Jianing followed behind Zhao Heng, and slowly realized that King Shou must have misunderstood that she wanted to see flowers, so he came with her.
Looking at the tall man in front of him, Song Jianing sighed with emotion in his heart, the future emperor will be so considerate, in fact, it doesn't matter if she rewards herself. After I figured it out, there was nothing to talk about anyway, and King Shou didn't seem to have any intention of chatting with her, so Song Jianing really rewarded Peony. Looking to one side, she walked slowly and unwittingly pulled a few steps away from Zhao Heng.
Zhao Heng turned around and saw her standing in front of a Wei Zi plant with her hands on her knees and bending over, and she was fascinated.
Zhao Heng's eyes moved slightly and he walked back slowly.
Song Jianing didn't realize it. After seeing this Wei Zi, she turned and walked forward, unexpectedly bumping her head into the man's arms. Song Jianing exclaimed and was about to step back when the man wrapped one arm around her waist and hooked her into his arms. The unfamiliar breath, the familiar feeling of squeezing, Song Jianing blushed uncontrollably, and instinctively supported his chest with both hands to avoid leaning more tightly, and hurriedly explained: "I'm fine..."
She really didn't need his support, she stood very steady.
"There are flowers in the back." Zhao Heng lowered his head and looked at her blushing face.
Song Jianing blushed even more after hearing his words. It turned out that this person was not worried about her falling, but worried that she stepped on the peony when she avoided it.
It's just that the two of them were too close to each other just now, the kind of body-to-body squeezing made her flustered, and she quickly looked into the distance, seeing Eunuch Fu and Eunuch Kang walking this way, Song Jianing said happily, "My lord, the two Eunuchs We're back, let's go first."
"Okay." Zhao Heng said calmly.
Song Jianing turned sideways and asked him to go first, Zhao Heng walked away indifferently.
Song Jianing bit her lip in a complicated mood. Everyone's clothes were not thick at the moment. She felt it was very obvious. I wondered if King Shou noticed her strangeness. As a woman who served Israel for seven years in her previous life, what Song Jianing feared most in her life was to be targeted again because of her beautiful body...
However, when Zhao Heng began to paint, looking at the profile of the future emperor's focus on Qing Jun, and watching him splashing ink on the rice paper to draw peony, Song Jianing's chaotic emotions slowly settled down. What are you thinking about? In the last life, Shou Wang didn't have a wife and concubine at the age of 30, which shows that he is a prince who is not close to women. How could he have such thoughts just because he hugged her? It's not Guo Xiao...
Just thinking of Guo Xiao, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the Peony Garden. Song Jianing looked up and saw a man dressed as a manager.
The King of Chu and Feng Zheng also looked over, and only Zhao Heng continued to paint peony.
Not wanting to disturb his younger brother, the King of Chu walked out for a while, and after hearing the manager's reply, he turned back and whispered to Song Jianing, "Your elder brother is here to pick you up."
Song Jianing was surprised, and Zhao Heng, who stopped writing and tilted his head, saw it in his eyes.
The two of them had their own thoughts, Feng Zheng smiled and said: "Please invite the prince to come in first, His Highness will draw it soon." King Shou's painting is so good, as his sister-in-law, Feng Zheng is proud of it. His Highness Wang's talent and learning, don't despise him because of his eloquence.
When the King of Chu heard the words, his heart skipped a beat. The younger brother usually doesn't even show him his paintings. Today, their husband and wife are in the light of Song Jianing. What kind of thing is Guo Xiao, how can the third brother...
The King of Chu looked at his younger brother.
It happened that Zhao Heng didn't finish his latest stroke, and with a stroke of the pen, the peony that was about to be completed was ruined.
"It's a joke." Zhao Heng put down his brush, his eyebrows were calm, and he didn't see any shame and anger in public.
Seeing that Eunuch Fu came forward to collect the residual picture, Feng Zheng was very sorry.
Song Jianing's heart was no longer on the picture of the peony. She looked in the direction of the main entrance of the Chu Palace, but still didn't understand, why did Guo Xiao come
In front of the main entrance of the Chu Palace, Guo Xiao stood solemnly dressed in a dark robe. Thinking that his stepsister and King Shou had both come to this palace today, and they might be together at this time, Guo Xiao secretly clenched his fists.
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