Song Jing in the backyard didn't know anything about all of this. As the wife of the prince, she only knew that the emperor ordered them to rush to Nanyang.
Song Jing was both reluctant and at the same time secretly relieved, because she bore the name of a dead person, and if she was in the capital, she would always pay attention to covering it up.
Moreover, she is now 'Zhang Yajing', the second daughter of Shangshufu, if she attends some banquet in Beijing and runs into Shangshufu, Song Jing really doesn't know how to get along with her.
Song Jing still remembers what it was like to be in Shangshu Mansion when she returned home three days ago.
Embarrassed, restless, if she wasn't afraid of criticism from outsiders, she simply couldn't stay for a moment.
Song Jing could feel Shangshufu's indifference towards her, and she could also understand it, after all, she was in the name of someone else's daughter, and the dowry when she got married was paid by Shangshufu himself.
Song Jing didn't want it, but was stopped by Zhao Hong. From Zhao Hong's point of view, it was Shang Shufu who surrendered to him and regarded Song Jing as a real daughter. He would not treat Shang Shufu badly in the future. mother's house.
Instruct the servant girl to clean up the things in the backyard first if they can be cleaned up, so as not to be in a hurry when it comes to critical situations.
"Jing'er." A deep voice sounded from behind, and before Song Jing turned her head, she was hugged from behind and embraced.
Zhao Hong buried his head on the side of her neck, took a deep breath, and then sighed, "Jing'er smells really good."
This voice was spoken in Song Jing's ear, even though she knew that those girls couldn't hear her, Song Jing still blushed.
Wanting to break free, but not willing to use force.
Seeing that her ears were blushing, Zhao Hong gave a low laugh, and then waved to the servants in the room, "You all go down."
"Yes, my lord." The maids and women responded, bowed their heads and retreated, never daring to look up.
When the door was closed, Zhao Hong hugged him sideways and threw him on the bed.
Song Jing let out a small exclamation. The quilt on the bed was soft, and there was no pain, but she was shocked. Song Jing complained to Zhao Hong with her eyes dissatisfied.
Zhao Hong's heart was tense, and he pressed him on the quilt to bully him.
In the end, Song Jing blushed and begged for mercy again and again, so she gave up.
At the time of tenderness, Song Jing thought of her mother. She hadn't found a chance before, but now the time was just right, so she asked.
"My lord, I want to see my mother." Song Jing quietly raised her eyes to see Zhao Hong's face while speaking.
Zhao Hong gave a pause to the hand that was stroking her hair, and then stood up, put his hand next to Song Jing's ear, and leaned on Song Jing's head. The two faced each other, and Zhao Hong's expression became serious.
"Jing'er, there is one thing that I have been keeping from you. At the beginning, I only told you that the Hou Mansion did not want to take you back, saying that you had passed away and completely severed the relationship..." Zhao Hong's eyes moved slightly, and he continued after a moment's pause.
"Actually, your mother returned to the Hou's Mansion and died of illness not long after. I have done all the funeral affairs of the Hou's Mansion. I won't tell you because I'm afraid you will be too sad."
Zhao Hong directly concealed the fact that Mrs. Sun did not die, and the fact that she died of illness was just what the Hou Mansion said to the outside world.
As if a thunderbolt struck the top of her head, Song Jing froze on the spot, her eyes constricted, and big teardrops fell one by one, she couldn't believe it.
"Impossible, no, mother won't leave me alone..." Song Jing couldn't help crying when she said this.
Zhao Hong held her in his arms distressedly. He didn't want to tell her the truth. After all, the existence of Mrs. Sun was not a good thing for Song Jing. Zhao Hong didn't want her to think about Mrs. Sun all the time. She only wanted him alone in her heart. sufficient.
Song Jing was tired of crying and fell asleep at last. Zhao Hong got up, called the maid to bring in hot water, wiped Jing'er's face carefully before leaving, and told the maid to come to the study to find him as soon as the princess woke up.
It took several days before Song Jing really accepted the fact that her mother was dead.
During this time, Zhao Hong was not only planning something, but also taking into account Song Jing's mood. After a few days, he looked more tired and haggard than Song Jing.
Song Jing felt a little distressed, and blamed herself for neglecting her husband, let the kitchen cook soup, and brought it to the study herself.
In the study, Zhao Hong and several confidants were plotting, and the study was surrounded by groups. With the lesson from last time, Zhao Hong paid more attention.
When the guards guarding the study saw the princess, they hesitated slightly. After all, they all knew how the prince loved the princess. Although the prince said, no one should disturb him during the discussion.
But after hesitating, a person still went in to report. That person came out in cold sweat, and the expression on his face was the rejoicing of the rest of his life.
After carefully inviting the princess in, he said to the other guard, "Just now I was almost hacked by the prince on the spot when I went in. Fortunately, I mentioned the princess in time to save my life. It really scared me to death."
The other person also sighed endlessly, the princess is really favored.
Song Jing bit the bullet and brought the chicken soup in her hand to the prince's table. She really didn't know that there were so many people in the study. If she had known earlier, she would drink the chicken soup later.
"See Wangfei." Seeing her, everyone in the study got up and saluted her.
Such a situation made Song Jing a little at a loss.
Zhao Hong smiled at her comfortingly, ordered everyone to sit down, and took a sip of the chicken soup in a very face-saving way, "It's delicious, the king likes it very much, and the princess has a heart."
Song Jing was blushed by his undisguised words and tender eyes, and lowered her head in embarrassment.
"It's good that the prince likes it, but no matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your body. The iron has been delivered. The prince should drink more, so I'll go out first." Song Jing said in a small voice, not wanting to disturb their discussion, so she wanted to go out.
But Zhao Hong held her back, "The concubine will stay here with me, it won't be too late for me to leave after drinking."
Song Jing was a little hesitant, but she thought that she wouldn't have to bother to come in again, and it would be good to take the bowl away with her.
Someone moved a chair for her, and Song Jing sat beside Zhao Hong.
There was a smile in Zhao Hong's eyes, as if it wasn't him who was looking gloomy and about to kill someone just now.
His attitude caused many people below to look at him with flickering eyes and fluttering thoughts.
"Continue." Zhao Hong did not intend to avoid suspicion just because Song Jing was present.
The people below were a little hesitant. After all, what they were plotting was beheading. Of course, it would be better if one less outsider knew about it.
Zhao Hong showed displeasure on his face, but it was Cheng Liang who took the lead and did not shy away from it.
What he did made Zhao Honggao look at her even more.
Song Jing didn't know the dark waves were turbulent, but what she heard next made her wish she would be deaf and blind immediately, and never came to the study.
Song Jing put her hands on her knees, clenched her teeth, and stiffened her body, not letting herself reveal any other emotions.
In fact, at this time, her heart was already turbulent, and she couldn't calm down. As if feeling what she was thinking, Zhao Hong reached out and wrapped one of her hands.
Feeling the warmth in her hands, Song Jing raised her head in a daze, and seeing the smile on Zhao Hong's face, she suddenly felt at ease.
Although Song Jing was a little absent-minded for the next time, she was not as scared as before.
They said they were waiting for Zhao Hong to finish drinking the chicken soup, but in fact they waited until the discussions were over, and everyone else in the study had left, and Song Jing was still dragged by Zhao Hong.
Cheng Liang, who was the last to leave the house, closed the door tactfully, leaving only the two of them in the study.
Song Jing spoke several times, but didn't know what to say.
Zhao Hong looked amused, held her hands in his palms, and looked at Song Jing with bright eyes, "Do you trust me?"
He asked seriously, Song Jing was slightly stunned, thinking of everything she heard just now, she knew what he was asking.
Song Jing really doesn't know how she should answer this question, how dangerous such a thing is, no matter how ignorant Song Jing is, she still knows the danger.
If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. If you fail, then such a stable life will no longer exist.
Song Jing actually doesn't know why they are living so happily now, the princes have become princes now, they can return to their fiefs without being in the capital, wouldn't it be more comfortable, and they don't have to worry about state affairs.
After hearing her words, Zhao Hong caressed her hair lovingly, "This is not my wish. If I don't move, there will be no room for me when my elder brother ascends the throne in the future."
For these years, he and the eldest prince appeared to be safe and sound, but in fact they had already started fighting, and they both coveted the throne.
Until the end, it is still unknown who will win the game.
This was the first time Zhao Hong looked forward to his own ambitions in front of Song Jing. While Song Jing was startled, she felt faintly that he should ascend to the throne and become the most powerful man in the world, the existence above ten thousand people.
With this thought, Song Jing's heart was trembling, it was a feeling of palpitations, she suddenly didn't want to persuade him, didn't want to break him, at worst she would be by his side from the beginning to the end.
After making this decision, although Song Jing will feel uneasy in the days to come, she knows what her husband is planning and tries not to disturb him as much as possible.
If there is any banquet in Beijing, they will try their best to avoid it, so as not to cause any disaster.
The atmosphere in central Beijing became tense at some point, and walking on the streets felt a different sense of tension than before.
As mentioned before, the court has become the dominant family of the eldest prince, and now he is the third prince of King Rong, and it is only three days before the emperor stipulates that he should leave Beijing for the fiefdom.
The faction of the Three Princes was trying their best to keep the Three Princes in the capital, among them Zhang Wenshan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, was the most serious.
Everyone in the court knew that Zhang Wenshan's second daughter married the third prince, and he did this for himself.
Knowing that the Empress Dowager bestowed marriage on the third prince and the second daughter of the Minister of Rites, behind her back she was ashamed of Zhang Wenshan for making her daughter a dragon and a phoenix, and at the same time envied him even more.
Now that the third prince has lost power, more people will see it as a joke.
The worst performance is that the monthly flower viewing feast of the girls in Beijing did not invite the female family members of the Shangshu Mansion, maybe to avoid suspicion, maybe for other reasons, and Zhang Wenshan, as the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, danced so loudly in the court hall. Terrible, because of things that have nothing to do with him, the emperor who has been disturbed for a long time is very tired.
Many people guessed whether it was King Rong who left Beijing first, or Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites who lost his official title first.
What's more, the boring person secretly set up a poisonous scheme, and the game became popular again.
Even Tang Lihua, who was in the back house of the Hou's Mansion, heard the wind. Looking at the information collected these days, Tang Lihua's eyes flashed, and someone took a thousand taels of silver to make a bet.
She bet the dealer to win.
Zhao Hong was more cautious because of the important matters in his hands. The spies of the Hou Mansion could no longer get close to him. They only knew that King Rong's actions were strict, and they couldn't find anything else at all.
However, Tang Lihua only knew what he was plotting based on a few things, combined with the character traits of the hero in the plot.
The word rebellion directly appeared in his mind.