National Beauty

Is Song Jianing happy for Guo Xiao's meritorious service?

There is nothing to be happy about. Since marrying King Shou, Song Jianing feels that Guo Xiao has completely left her for two lifetimes. She doesn’t need to worry about Guo Xiao taking advantage of her relationship with her siblings looking up and not seeing her. Worried that Guo Xiao would use his power to intimidate her in the future, his father-in-law would surrender her. Now she is the princess of longevity, Guo Xiao is by no means so courageous.

So to Song Jianing, Guo Xiao is only her nominal brother now, and she knows that he will always go smoothly, so apart from being a little curious about Guo Xiao’s marriage in this life, any other news about Guo Xiao will not arouse Her mood changes.

Song Jianing smiled at the waiting eyes of King Shangshou: "My brother is cold and majestic, and does not laugh. Although he and I are brothers and sisters, we rarely have the opportunity to talk. Today, he made credit for the court. I am naturally happy, but certainly not as good as my father. Song Jianing must not say that she is unhappy, but Song Jianing does not want to pretend brother and sister affection in front of King Shou, otherwise he will pretend to be for a lifetime, and it will be too tired.

Zhao Heng stared at her clear eyes, thinking that she smiled when she went to Anguo Temple to see Lu Zhen, and the rash on her face in the palace draft was also harmed by Guo Xiao through Tan Xiangyu, and he knew that his princess affirmed Guo Xiao. There is no emotion. As for Guo Xiao's repeated sabotage of her marriage, whether it is because of the step-brother's dislike for the step-sister, or something else, Zhao Heng is still unsure.

"Go to sleep." Zhao Heng patted her shoulder.

Song Jianing nodded, and after lying down, he leaned in his arms for a while. When sleepiness came up, he was used to lying down and sleeping.

The second day is the sixteenth. When Song Jianing returns to her family every month, she sleeps well at night and wakes up early in the morning. Jiu'er came in to make the bed and unexpectedly discovered that the master's menstrual affairs had not yet come, because before the master married his wife specially reminded them to pay attention to the master's menstrual affairs, Jiu'er couldn't help but excitedly said: "Wang Hao, are you going to have good news? "

Song Jianing was rinsing his mouth, and when he heard that, he spouted out all the water and coughed repeatedly.

Shuang'er and Liu'er patted her back together, Song Jianing wiped her mouth, staring at Jiu'er in shock.

Jiu'er served her for the longest time. He was not surprised that the master was scared at all, but rather aggrieved: "What I said is the truth. The princess has always been very accurate in her monthly affairs. This time it is a day late, maybe it is true. There will be it." Moon affairs are one aspect. The prince loves the master so much. There are a few times when she should watch the night. Jiu'er personally heard that the prince will also have a second wave in the middle of the night. With such affection, it is normal for the princess to be pregnant.

Song Jianing had already been looking forward to the child, realizing that she might be pregnant, Song Jianing's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, expecting, and still a little nervous, afraid that she might not be able to guess. Pregnancy is a major event. Song Jianing rushed to ask her mother for advice, and went to the Guogong Mansion nervously after breakfast. Brother Mao had been looking forward to his sister for a long time, pestering her sister to play, Lin keenly noticed something wrong with her daughter, as if eager to be alone with her, so he found an excuse to send his son outside to play.

"What's the matter?" There were only their wives in the room. Lin sat next to her daughter and asked suspiciously.

Song Jianing looked at her mother, bowed her head and said with a blushing face: "Mother, I'm late..."

The Lin family had two children, and naturally understood the meaning of late marriage for the newlyweds, and said in surprise: "How many days have you been late?"

Song Jianing stretched out a finger embarrassingly.

Lin's smile stiffened, and then said with a funny smile: "Silly girl, one day and two nights are common..." Halfway through, seeing her daughter pursed her lips in disappointment, Lin quickly changed her words: "But it may be true. Ann, wait a minute, if it's ten days late, you can ask a doctor to get your pulse."

Song Jianing nodded, remembering.

The daughter is obviously expecting a child. As a mother, Lin can't say anything about the difficulty of having children at a young age. Thinking that her daughter might really be there, Lin looked serious, and whispered to her daughter: "If you haven't been here for ten days, you might get pregnant one day later, so An'an must be careful and try not to come. Have **** with the prince." So as not to hurt the child.

Song Jianing was stunned and immediately appeared embarrassed. Except for the few days when the coming month was delayed, the time between the two **** between Shouwang and her seemed to be the longest three days. If Shouwang wanted it, what should she do?

"Just say that the moon is coming." Lin smiled and gave his daughter a trick. "The prince didn't find the best, but he found it. If you tell the truth, the prince must be happy and won't be angry."

"There are many ways to be a mother." Song Jianing admired the authenticity.

Lin's face is inexplicably hot, why she understands, naturally it is because she has fooled Guo Boyan with this method, that guy is not like forty at all.

But Lin would not tell her daughter.

Song Jianing took the scriptures from her mother and returned to the palace with satisfaction. She wore the menstrual belt in advance and prepared to pretend to be on the 6th or 7th. After the 6th or 7th, he could almost be hired. Zhao Heng didn't touch her last night. He came in tonight. After entering the tent, he put his arms around her and kissed her. Song Jianing gave him a kiss first, and the man kissed her on the neck. Song Jianing hugged him on the shoulder and gasped: "Lord, I, my month is coming..."

Zhao Heng moved for a while, and he drew his big hands underneath. Through his shirt, he really felt the familiar shape of the menstrual belt. However, looking at her blushing and coquettish face, Zhao Heng still pressed his little princess and gave a good kiss. When Song Jianing almost couldn't hold it, Zhao Heng gave up and lay down. Side calm.

Song Jianing lay on his side, looking at him forbearingly, distressed and sweet. If she was really pregnant and gave him another surprise, would he be happy and stupid?

Next, in order to avoid suffering from dissatisfaction with desire, Zhao Heng only slept with his little princess in the backyard for two nights, and for the remaining few days he went back to the front yard after dinner with Song Jianing. Song Jianing was worried about the child, but instead of coming, she slept peacefully, so she didn't want him either.

Six days later, at dusk, Zhao Heng returned to the palace earlier than usual, and when he came to the backyard, he signaled Song Jianing to enter the house. There was a low table on the table, and there was a copy of "Historical Records" on the low table. Zhao Heng asked Song Jianing to go to bed. He held her to explain to her, hugged her, and slowly moved his right hand under her skirt.

Song Jianing's eyes waved at him like water.

Zhao Heng's breathing became heavier. After confirming that she did not bring the menstrual belt, Zhao Heng's eyes darkened, took the book in her hand, and bowed his head to kiss.

His spring bamboo shoots popped up again, Song Jianing knew what he wanted, and he held his chin and blushed and said, "Master, not now..."

Zhao Heng shook her hand back, her voice hoarse: "Don't call me." Misunderstood she was worried that she would be heard by the maid outside.

Song Jianing was amused by his anxious stupidity and looked at him, she straightened up, leaned in his ear and muttered softly. Zhao Heng was shocked physically and mentally when he heard this, and turned to her in disbelief. Song Jianing blushed, but his clear apricot eyes looked back at him boldly, filled with expectation and joy.

Zhao Heng slowly lowered his head and looked at her lower abdomen.

Song Jianing had already felt a slight nausea this morning, and it was this that convinced her that she was indeed pregnant. Seeing him stunned, his face no longer had the usual immortal style, Song Jianing added in a low voice: "Mother means , Wait for ten days to get the doctor’s pulse, I’ll let it go, let’s do it again in the future, shall we?"

Zhao Heng was finally awakened to reason by her soft voice. Looking at her sparkling eyes, Zhao Heng felt a trace of anxiety in his heart. He has a mouth problem. According to the nurse, he has been like this since he was a child. When he was learning, he couldn’t speak many words. In case he and her child followed him... But whatever he did, he still lived well, he couldn’t. Because of those scruples, they are no longer born.

Desire receded, Zhao Heng held her hand and said sternly: "Please immediately."

Song Jianing was surprised.

Zhao Heng raised his chin to remind her to order the maid.

The prince was more anxious than her, Song Jianing had no choice but to ask Shuang'er to make arrangements. Shuang'er ran to find Father Fu with excitement. As soon as Father Fu heard that the princess might be happy, he almost lost sight of his eyes when he laughed. He immediately called a little **** to invite Liang from the most prestigious Chunhui Medical Center in Beijing. Father.

The little **** went non-stop, and it didn't take long before he invited the famous old man Liang to the palace. Song Jianing sat behind the gauze tent, with only one slender hand stretched out. Father Liang tapped her pulse, then let go of her pulse after a while, got up and said, "Congratulations, Wang Hao, this is a good pulse." , Look at the pulse, I have been pregnant for more than a month."

Zhao Heng's expression was faint, and he looked blessed and fair: "Reward."

Duke Fu smiled and led Mr. Liang out, and gave fifty taels of rewards in one go. Even the servants of the royal palace gave two copies of the monthly money this month. It was lively outside, and inside the inner room, Song Jianing leaned contentedly in the arms of her prince, and guessed with shame: "Maybe she was pregnant on the night of the Spring Festival..."

That night, the prince was so enthusiastic that he screamed twice with enthusiasm.

Zhao Heng also remembered the gaffe at that time, but fortunately, she didn't hear it.

However, when she was pregnant with his child, he was going to be a father, and in eight months, he would be able to hold a child belonging to him.

"An An." Zhao Heng lowered his head, calling with his lips to her ears.

The nickname came out of his mouth without warning, so low, so light, so gentle, as if it was directly printed on the apex of her heart. Song Jianing's body softened and his heart softened. He slowly raised his head and looked at him with eyes full of water. . Her mother, stepfather, grandmother and sisters have called her like this, and Guo Xiao has also called her in this life, but Guo Xiao called her An An Song Jianing only feels ridicule, it is the turn of the Shouwang, her grandfather, Song Jianing really likes to listen, like to want to hear more He yelled a few times.

"Take care of your baby." Zhao Hengneng didn't say much. He kissed her forehead and explained the most important thing.

Song Jianing nodded vigorously.

With the good news, Song Jianing handed letters to his sister-in-law Feng Zheng and his mother and grandmother respectively. As for Emperor Xuande, they handed them to King Shou.

At the Guogong Mansion, the Lin family was overjoyed. When writing a letter to the daughter of Xiongzhou, Ting Fang, he happily reported the joy.

When Ting Fang received the letter, it happened that Han Zhengchang took the time to come back to see her and her daughter. After Ting Fang entrusted him to the military camp, he brought a letter to his brother Guo Xiao.