National Beauty

Zhao Heng is a very good gentleman. When he explained the "Historical Records" to Song Jianing, he didn't talk much, but he was all on the point. Song Jianing has listened a lot, and guessed that his meaning is getting more accurate. Now that the prince raises her painting skills and uses both words and deeds, it is easier for Song Jianing to understand that when the prince held her hand from behind to teach her how to use the pen, Song Jianing had a little bit of thought. heart.

I don’t know what’s going on. It’s not suitable to have **** during pregnancy, but she is always very eager. Now she is half-supported and half-cuddled by the prince who has not seen him for many days, feeling the temperature on his hand, listening to his simple reminder, his With her chest pressed against her back from time to time, Song Jianing started to itch again.

Zhao Heng noticed the stiffness of her wrists, and when he tilted his head, she saw her blushing cheeks. As soon as the apricot eyes hit him, she immediately hung down and turned her head slightly to the other side. It was self-evident that she was thinking about something just now.

Zhao Heng just saw her bracelet and he had a desire. Now she accidentally hooked her, and the fire came out again. She broke her finger and forced her to loosen the paintbrush, and then turned her around. He put his arms in his arms and eagerly kissed her lips. Xiaobiesheng was newly married. Although they both lived in the palace, they had not seen each other for three or four days. Zhao Heng was thinking about the rebuke of Emperor Xuande. Song Jianing had been wondering what had happened to the prince. Hug together now, the kiss is even hotter.

"I'm fat." Zhao Heng buried her neck and rubbed her.

Song Jianing leaned softly in his arms, letting his hands move.

But Zhao Heng can only take advantage of the little princess. She is pregnant with a child, and he can't do anything no matter how hard she thinks. But I want to do it again, knowing that I can't do it, still reluctant to let go, breathing harder and harder. Song Jianing is a woman, and it won't be too uncomfortable to think about it again. Listening to his heavy breathing, the immortal prince becomes so greedy, Song Jianing feels distressed again.

Song Jianing had a way to help him, but she was embarrassed to say, blushing and leaning against his arms, she wanted to count to ten again. If the prince refused to stop counting to ten, she would help him. Closing his eyes, Song Jianing counted silently, counting slowly, until it reached five, suddenly his dark voice sounded in his ears: "Come on hooking me again."

It seemed to be a joke, but it was more like to blame her for hooking and not satisfying him.

Song Jianing blushed even more, clutching as if he was punished, and thinking of the great grievances he had suffered, Song Jianing suddenly decided to go all out, buried in his arms, and said inaudibly, "Master, I, I have a way..."

Zhao Heng had a meal.

Song Jianing heard the sound of his throat rolling, and then said: "The child is important."

He put her and the child in front, Song Jianing's heart warmed, and immediately put him ahead of restraint. Glancing at the door, Song Jianing lowered his head, pulled the prince toward the back of the bookshelf, and walked to the last row of bookshelves before letting him stand against the bookshelf. She buried him in his arms again, but slowly untied his belt with her hands.

Zhao Heng didn't know what she was going to do, but faintly guessed that she would do something that made him very happy. He raised his head and saw the rows of bookshelves on the opposite side. Those books seemed to have become sages again. You rebuked him every word and every word. Zhao Heng was eager to retreat, and at this moment, her little hand came up.

Zhao Heng's body became stiff.

Song Jianing's cheeks were flushed, and she was ashamed to help him.

Zhao Heng's eyes were still open, and he could still see the bookshelves, but the figures and accusations of those sages became more and more blurred. In the end, he couldn't see and hear anything. He closed his eyes and hugged her again with his hands. In May, even in the evening, there is still a hint of heat in the house. Shouwang’s spacious and bright study room, the last row of bookshelves seems to be more humid and hotter. At least the few books that are leaned by Shouwang have been sweated on the spine of the books. Get wet.

One quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, I don’t know how long it took. Just when Song Jianing's hands were about to be used up, Zhao Heng suddenly hugged her and didn’t tell her to move. He quickly untied her loose pocket and used it as a towel. . Song Jianing leaned on his chest, his heart beating like a drum, and his rapid breathing told her that the prince was very satisfied.

Song Jianing felt that he had made a small contribution, which first made him feel better, and then relaxed his body.

The two held them in this way for a while, and finally Zhao Heng helped her stand. He bent over and picked up the scattered coats on the ground, helping her put them on one by one, but he borrowed the innermost pocket. Can't wear it anymore. Song Jianing always felt wrong with one missing piece. She walked a few steps and looked down while he was getting dressed. The clothes were thin in summer, and she was afraid of being seen.

There was a sudden heavy weight on his shoulders, Song Jianing's eyes were like water, and he turned around shyly.

Zhao Heng also looked at her skirt first and confirmed that he couldn't see it. Then he took the person in his arms and interrogated in a low voice, "Who did you learn from?"

Song Jianing's eyes dimmed, then he lied and whispered against him: "Before getting married, every bride will get a booklet from the elders in the family, and it has been taught." After her mother left that night, she secretly I've read it, and there is indeed such a thing.

Zhao Heng hummed, thinking of the book his brother gave him. Although he only turned one page casually, he could guess what was painted on the other pages. At that time, Zhao Heng had no heart and Fengyue, and she was taught a lesson today. Zhao Heng suddenly felt that this kind of book is not useless at all.

"At night, show it to me." Zhao Heng said dumbly after kissing her red earlobe.

Song Jianing was ashamed and wanted to laugh, so what if he watched it? He won't need it for at least the next half a year.

After the couple whispered, they realized that the sky outside the window was dark. Song Jianing glanced at his pocket on the ground, and said in embarrassment, "What about that?"

Zhao Heng glanced, and then looked at the Duobao Pavilion to the east. He walked over and took down a porcelain vase. Song Jianing saw him, and became even more embarrassed. He hid in another row of bookshelves and refused to see him. Zhao Heng wanted her to clean up, but now the little princess is hiding, Zhao Heng didn't call her specifically, he picked up the pink pocket and stuffed it into a porcelain bottle, and then gave it to her to hold it.

Song Jianing avoided the errand ahead, and couldn't hide it anymore, so he had to catch it honestly and walk out after him.

It was dim inside, and Father Fu had already turned on the light outside. When the master came out, he quickly glanced and saw the peaceful-looking prince and the shy and charming princess. Although Father Fu could not guess what the two masters did inside, But he can be sure that the prince has died down, and suddenly becomes refreshed.

Zhao Heng used the meal in the backyard that night, and then slept here. From beginning to end, Zhao Heng did not mention anything about the court, and Song Jianing did not show that she already knew. Huddled together at night, Song Jianing only took his hand, told him to touch her slightly bulging belly, and asked softly: "Who do you want to be a son or a daughter?"

Zhao Heng thought for a moment, and said: "It's all right." A daughter like her will definitely be charming and lovely, and if her son is like her, it's not bad and content is always happy. If it is stuttering, if he doesn't want to mix and feel relieved like he does, it will be tired.

Uncontrollable, his mind returned to the affairs of the imperial court, and the father and the emperor drove him personally, not knowing what the result would be.

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Emperor Xuande suddenly wanted to expedite the Liao Kingdom to the north. There was no sign of this decision. Not only did the hundreds of civil and military officials in Da Zhou unexpectedly, but the Liao State also did not expect Da Zhou to be so ambitious, and he went straight to them after the Jin Kingdom. Up. Because the Liao Kingdom was not prepared, the Great Zhou soldiers went all the way north, and it was really like a broken bamboo land that captured several states and counties, large and small. In just half a month, Emperor Xuande personally led his army to the outside of Youzhou City, and a hundred thousand troops commanded Youzhou City. Surrounded by groups, ready to attack the city at any time.

In the main account of the emperor, Emperor Xuande sat in the main seat, and a group of generals lined up on both sides to discuss the strategy of siege.

The Northern Expedition went smoothly as he expected. Emperor Xuande was very energetic. He scanned the courtiers in front of him, and his eyes fell on Guo Boyan: "Youzhou City is far less solid than Jinyang City. Boyan thinks it will be broken in a few days?"

Guo Boyan walked to the middle and said in a deep voice: "In the battle of defending the city, it is important that the city is strong, but as long as the defender can deal with it well, the small city can also hold on for several months. This is a matter of planning. The enemy's skill, Youzhou guard Yelüxiong is a fierce general of the Liao Kingdom, and the emperor must not be underestimated."

The confidant has the ambition of others to destroy his own power and prestige. Emperor Xuande doesn't like to listen, and said coldly: "I ask you how many days you can capture Youzhou City."

Guo Boyan bowed his head and said: "If the Liao Kingdom has no reinforcements, the ministers will take two months at the earliest. If the Liao Kingdom sends reinforcements, the ministers will not dare to make false statements."

The soldiers were very fast, and what Emperor Xuande wanted was to break Youzhou City before the arrival of Liao's reinforcements, so he immediately sent Handa and Guo Boyan to attack the city with troops. As soon as the voice fell, a young general suddenly walked out and said loudly: "Enlighten the emperor, there are 8,000 Liao soldiers stationed five miles southeast of Youzhou City. They are the remnants of the Liao State who assisted Shanxi in February. Guo Xiao is willing to lead five Thousands of people went to encircle and suppress."

Emperor Xuande was eager to take down Youzhou City, but did not put the mere eight thousand remnants in his eyes, and vetoed: "Shrimp soldiers and crabs, don't worry about it, Pingzhang is brave, and you should help your father attack the city."

Guo Xiao frowned and wanted to persuade Emperor Xuande again. Next to him, Guo Boyan shook his head secretly at his son. With the lessons learned from King Shou, Guo Boyan did not want his son to be scolded by Emperor Xuande in vain.

The emperor had orders, who would dare not listen, Guo Boyan, Handa and other generals immediately began to attack the city.

In the city of Youzhou, the general of the Liao Kingdom, Ye Luxiong, stood on the city wall wearing armor and personally directed the battle to defend the city. He was the famous God of War in the Liao Kingdom, and the soldiers where he was there were all at ease. Although the Dazhou offensive was fierce, the Liao soldiers on the city were not afraid and desperately resisted the Dazhou soldiers from climbing the city wall.

There was a stalemate for half a month. Ye Luxiong was supervising the battle. He suddenly saw the soldiers rushing in. He threw himself in front of him and knelt. The defeated soldiers who claimed to be five miles away came through the tunnel dug day and night. Someone in the tunnel proved that Ye Luxiong no longer doubted at the moment, opened the secret letter, read the content of the letter, Ye Luxiong suddenly laughed, walked to the city wall, his eyes were like torches, and he stared directly at the emperor's account in the distance.

The old thief of Emperor Xuande, this time he wants him to go and not return!

Five days later, Dazhou soldiers were attacking the city, and suddenly a group of Liao cavalry rushed out from the southeast. It was the eight thousand remnants that Guo Xiao wanted to encircle and suppress before. Emperor Xuande was furious when he learned of it, as if a tiger and a leopard were provoked by a fly, and immediately ordered to stop the siege and turn to deal with the eight thousand remnants. There were 100,000 troops in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Eight thousand Liao soldiers knew they were invincible, so they turned their heads and ran away.

Chasing, chasing and fleeing, there were sudden beating drums from all directions. Emperor Xuande rode his horse and raised his head, only to see the sound of yellow sand rolling in the distance, and it was actually the reinforcements of the Liao Kingdom that had arrived!