National Beauty

After sweating and drinking water, Zhao Heng took off the cloak on the hanger and wrapped Song Jianing, and took her to take a bath.

The bath room was located in the Xici room. The maids were waiting outside wittily. Song Jianing was buried in the arms of King Shou, and his cheeks became hotter after thinking that they would sit in a bath tub. The more nervous he became, the shorter the road became. In a blink of an eye, he stopped in front of the bathtub. Song Jianing thought about it. Zhao Heng glanced at her, bent over and placed her on the thick felt blanket, but when he let go, he took her away. The cloak on the body.

Once the light is on, the beauty is like jade, and the country is all over the city.

It’s just that Eryu was not very honest, so he exclaimed, hugged his arms and hid in the water. At this moment, he raised his leg as if it didn’t hurt anymore, and then put his back to him against the tub with a blue silk. Tie the hairpin on the top of the head, exposing a slender neck. She was hidden in the water below her neck, like the lotus in the water became a fairy, and she was caught by the Taoist priest, showing a pitiful look for pity.

The immortal king of longevity lost his cloak, stepped into the water to pity her, hugged her from behind, kissed her fragrant shoulders, and married the princess, only then could she understand the woman's goodness.

Song Jianing turned his head, he raised his eyes, his lips pressed against her neck, but his eyes met her.

Song Jianing instinctively wanted to avoid it. Just about to turn his head, he clasped her head from the left with his other hand, and then leaned over to kiss her on the lips. Song Jianing closed his eyes obediently, and the two of them cocked their heads and kissed for a while. Song Jianing's neck was sore and could not hide, so he turned around and hooked his neck to him.

Song Jianing likes the king of life at this time. She is a enthusiastic father-in-law. She doesn't have to guess anything, just serve him as his wife. Zhao Heng was also very satisfied with her initiative at this time. The only regret was that she couldn't bear to sit, the barrel was narrow and could not behave arbitrarily. There was no way. In the end, she put her arms on the edge of the tub, and he knelt while supporting her. Came hastily. In fact, the time could be longer, but Zhao Heng didn't like her knees rubbing panic, but her two small arms couldn't bear the fatigue, and she almost fell into the water. Zhao Heng rushed to save her, and...

He immediately hugged her out of the bath tub, Song Jianing weakly leaned on him, and when Zhao Heng wiped her, she quietly looked at the bath tub and saw a piece of turbidity that was condensed and not scattered. Song Jianing had a hot face and turned his head to the other side, not daring to imagine the look of the water when the maids came in to clean up.

Back on the Babu bed, Song Jianing was tired, and soon fell asleep with his arm on the pillow.

Zhao Heng slept later than her, and when she got out of his arms and lay in the bed, Zhao Heng moved his sore arms and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Song Jianing woke up earlier the next morning, but the man was empty around him, and the man left again. Song Jianing sat up, her waist was a little sore, but she felt much better than it was yesterday. After all, the King of Life didn't bother her too much last night. After washing and dressing and changing clothes, Song Jianing walked to the full-length mirror, which was as tall as a person, and saw her in the mirror, her complexion ruddy, her eyes were like water, without a trace of fatigue.

Song Jianing smiled and heard the maids in the courtyard calling the prince, she finally looked at the glasses and went out to greet her.

Without entering the palace today, Zhao Heng changed into a azure robe, truly worthy of the four words Zhilan Yushu. He saw Song Jianing's eyes still indifferent, but Song Jianing appreciates the enthusiastic Shou Wang in the post and in the bathtub, and seeing his indifferent appearance makes him less nervous, and smiles and tells the maids to set up a meal.

After the meal was over, Father Fu came in and reported: "The prince, all the officials in the house, the heads of the farms, and the shopkeepers have arrived."

Zhao Heng nodded, looked at Song Jianing, got up and walked out.

Song Jianing followed him nervously. Before getting married, her mother taught her how to run the house, and she had seen her mother and grandmother take care of the house, but this was her first time in charge, and Song Jianing was worried that she was not doing well enough.

But she was worrying too much. Before she came in, Prince Shou's mansion was taken care of by Father Fu and the general manager of the palace Zhang Lu in good order. If there is a princess, they still do the work, and they only need to hand over the various ledgers to the princess. , Come to report once every month at the beginning of each month. If the princess feels something is wrong, she will find the responsible manager alone.

As for the inner house, apart from the kitchen, embroidery room, and dressing room where there are maids, almost all the **** servants are used in the Shouwang Palace. As long as Song Jianing manages the maids in her courtyard, there is nothing to worry about. There is no need to serve in-laws on the top, no intrigue with the concubines in the middle, and no children to worry about underneath. Song Jianing, the princess of longevity, is far more relaxed than his mother, Lin.

After saluting and acknowledging his face, the stewards all stepped back. Zhao Heng wanted his princess to be familiar with the entire palace. Before leaving, he specifically ordered the two children: "Hand stove."

The twins happily prepared, Song Jianing stood beside him, his cheeks flushed slightly. Last night, when the cold wind was strong, she held the lantern again, and her hand froze. Now the sun is shining and there is no wind. Why is she so delicate? But the prince knew that he was considerate of her, and Song Jianing was very sweet in his heart.

The back garden of Shouwang's Mansion is mainly surrounded by bamboo forests and lakes to the east, with a wide view. In the middle are mainly rockery and rocks, pavilions and pavilions, and then water is drawn from the lake to the east, or it becomes a pond or a winding stream, one step at a time, and the victory is secluded. To the west is the Baiguo Garden, which Song Jianing is familiar with, but in the cold winter season, the fruit trees are bare, there are no flowers and no fruits, and the Dequ Pavilions in the garden appear to be few.

Zhao Hengchao raised his chin in Quting.

Father Fu immediately called the two little eunuchs who followed in the distance to clean up.

After a cup of tea, the dust that may have been in the Dequ Pavilion disappeared, and a thick mat was also laid on the stone bench.

Looking at the fruit trees, Song Jianing smiled unconsciously, as if seeing the fruitful harvest time of the summer trees, and then remembering a doubt that had troubled her for more than three years, and curiously asked the King Shou: "Master, you are alone. Surely you can't eat so many fruits, what do you do with the usual fruits?"

Wearing a pink cloak, she sat there pretty life, the only bright color in the winter garden, looking at him with bright and moist apricot eyes.

Zhao Heng simply said: "Give it away and give it a reward."

Song Jianing laughed: "Last year you picked persimmons here, Brother Maoer and Brother Shang watched over there, and then ran to the door to see that there were no persimmons to send out. They thought you kept them for yourself and said you Love to eat persimmons."

Zhao Heng looked at her and didn't think it was ridiculous.

Song Jianing laughed because the two younger brothers were so cute that they were seriously guessing. Seeing that King Shou didn't smile, she asked herself to be boring, shut her mouth in time, turned her head and looked at the garden, pretending to be attracted to her by some scenery. When Zhao Heng saw that she stopped talking, he pursed his thin lips. Just at this moment, the Guogong mansion on the other side of the wall suddenly heard Brother Mao's voice: "Second brother, I want to fish!"

Guo Fu said: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll dig a hole first."

Song Jianing followed his reputation and guessed that his cousin was ice-cutting and fishing with his younger brother again, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

Zhao Heng got up suddenly and walked directly outside. Song Jianing hurriedly followed and returned to the front yard. Zhao Heng asked her to go back to the room, and he went to the study.

Song Jianing thought he had a business matter, and didn't think much about it. He sat in the Nuan Pavilion. Because there was nothing to do, he asked a few maids to play the leaf card with her. It was almost noon, and it was estimated that King Shou was coming for dinner. She washed her hands and waited in the hall early. The Shouwang came, and he was silent forever, and then left after eating.

When he was resting, Song Jianing was lying on the bed alone, suddenly a little worried. Before marrying, she had a mother, younger brother, and grandmother who could talk. The whole day passed happily. There were few people in the palace, and she was the master when the king of life was not there. She had to find something to do, otherwise the life would be too boring.

But for a while, Song Jianing didn't know what he could do.

It was dark in the evening, and Zhao Heng came to the backyard again, and the couple spent dinner in silence. After a meal, Song Jianing came at the most interesting time of the day. He clung to the man's shoulders and called to the prince with a loud voice, cherishing his silent enthusiasm. Zhao Heng looked at the Xingyan she admired, and knew she liked it, and became more ruthless.

The "prince" that the beauty said tactfully, floated out of the window intermittently, before the genius took a rest.

Satisfied all night, Zhao Heng accompanies her back to the door the next day.

The third room of Guo's family had already welcomed him in front of the door. Guo Boyan and Mrs. Lin accompanied his wife in the first place, and the second and third rooms lined up at the back. After the salute, Guo Boyan glanced at King Shou without a trace. After seeing Shou Wang as his son-in-law, instead of showing closeness, his eyebrows were a little more majestic and cold. Guo Boyan couldn't help but speculate that King Shou was because of the eldest son. Displeased, or want to keep a distance, lest the suspicion in the palace?

Anyway, Guo Boyan could clearly see King and Rui King, but the courtiers regret the sympathetic King Shou, he could not see through.

The man looked at the man, and Lin looked at his daughter with concern. Seeing that her daughter was standing next to King Shou as a shameless flower, the charm of her body was even stronger, and she secretly relieved. It is not a good thing for a daughter to look charming before her marriage, but now she is married to the King of Shou, supported by the King of Shou, and her charming daughter will only attract the King of Shou's love.

After entering the Guogong Mansion, Guo Boyan entertained the King Shou, Lin intimately took his daughter's hand to the backyard, and the two of them spoke to themselves.

"How well did the prince treat you?" After sitting down, Lin asked the one who cares most.

Song Jianing hummed with shame and joy, and learned how Shouwang helped her cover her hands.

Lin was shocked. Not only was she shocked that her daughter was in awe of King Shou's awe to such a degree, but also shocked that King Shou's love for her daughter warmed her hands with her chest. Guo Boyan had never done anything like this to her, and of course, she hadn't done anything like this. Stupid enough to dare not act like a baby at his man. After carefully inquiring about the situation between her daughter and King Shou in the past few days, Lin finally realized a problem.

"Why is An An so stupid? The prince is the prince outside. In the mansion, he is your father-in-law. He doesn't like to talk, so you should take the initiative to tell him, how can you ignore anyone?" Nodding her daughter's forehead. The relationship between husband and wife came out. Now the newly married Yaner, the man is greedy, it is a good time for the daughter to seize the prince's heart.

Song Jianing was puzzled, and said: "The prince likes quietness, and I have no serious things, will he think I am making noise?"

The silly girl actually wants to reason with her?

Lin was helpless and funny. He hugged his daughter and taught: "You have to learn to observe your words and colors. If you speak actively and the prince is unhappy, then you quickly shut up. If the prince likes to listen to you, how can you talk to your mother? Talk to the prince, treat him as a family member, and stop confessing him respectfully."

The daughter is always well-behaved, so there is no need to worry about making mistakes and contradicting the prince.

Song Jianing thoughtfully.

Lin finally mentioned: "The prince has lived alone in the house for so long, and a bunch of people around him respect him. What he lacks now is his family who can sit on an equal footing with him. What is a family? That is, people who dare not follow him. What you say and dare not do to him, your family can do it, and even if you think he has done something wrong, you can persuade you to show that you care about him."

Song Jianing understood completely now and nodded hurriedly.

After lunch at the Guogong Mansion, the couple said goodbye and entered the palace. On the way back to the main courtyard, Song Jianing secretly glanced at the man next to him, and tentatively asked: "The prince is in the front yard, what did you talk about with his father? ?"