National Beauty

The female relatives are gone, and Brother Mao followed his sister to the rare niece. Only Guo Boyan and Zhao Heng are left in the front yard.

Guo Boyan knew that Shou Wangye would definitely not wait to see him and his eldest son in his heart. He also knew that no matter what he did, he couldn't change this situation, but the kind of courtesy had to be courteous. After asking King Shou to have tea, Guo Boyan first praised King Shou's visit to the Yellow River to share his worries for the emperor, and then began to talk about his previous experience in the Yellow River area.

Although Guo Boyan is a military attache, he also has a talent for ruling the country and has unique insights. Zhao Heng turned his head to listen and nodded from time to time.

Guo Boyan talked freely for about a quarter of an hour. Just as he secretly guessed when the prince was going to say "business" to him, the eldest son suddenly appeared outside the main entrance of the hall. A young general in his early twenties, wearing a horse army, was waiting. The official uniform has its own majesty. Guo Boyan looked at the eldest son, and silently compared it in his heart. The eldest son and the king of longevity are both dragons and phoenixes. The eldest son is cold and coercive, which scares ordinary people at a glance, but the king of longevity is pure and noble. There is more respect than fear.

In terms of tolerance, the eldest son is not as good as the king of life, like a tiger and a leopard against a dragon and a phoenix.

In terms of talents, the eldest son has the courage to fight the world, and the king of life has the talent to rule the world. The eldest son in troubled times may be somewhat sure to beat the king of life, but now it is the peaceful world of the Zhao family. Even if the king of life is just a prince, the eldest son will do whatever it takes. More than others.

Regarding the strategy, both of them were still young and had no chance to show off in the affairs of the court, but in the matter of the daughter, the eldest son had no time and place, so he could only work hard in the dark and lost his morality. Shou Wang Mingzhong is marrying a husband who is a well-known daughter, and Shou Wang does not bother to fight against the eldest son. He directly sends the eldest son to his old man and uses his hand to solve the son.

Guo Boyan's eyes were dim, the eldest son had no chance at all in this fight.

"Guo Xiao pays homage to the prince." After entering the hall, Guo Xiao first saluted the King Shou who was sitting on the main seat, staring at the ground with cold eyes, neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't care too much, as if the King Shou came to the government office to do nothing about him.

"Get up." Zhao Heng said calmly.

Guo Xiao stood upright, nodded to his father again, and then sat down on his father's lower right.

Guo Boyan continued the previous topic with a calm expression, as if he did not know the grievances between the eldest son and the king of longevity.

As he said, it’s time to eat. Because King Shou didn’t like making noise, Guo Boyan didn’t invite the people from the second and third rooms to come over. The two of them were accompanied by King Shou and Mrs. Tai and Lin were entertaining their daughters in the backyard, brother Mao. It's also lying there. When the wine and dishes were ready, Guo Boyan first picked up the wine bottle and toasted to the king of life: "The prince will set off tomorrow, and the next official wishes the prince will be successful."

Guo Xiao also picked up the wine bottle.

Zhao Heng nodded, and Guo Xiao and his son had done it all at once. He only took a faint sip.

When Guo Xiao and his son put down the wine bottle, Zhao Hengcai looked at Guo Boyan and said: "I am not in Beijing, the princess princess also invites the grandfather to take care of it."

The prince finally said his true intentions, and Guo Boyan immediately assured him: “Don’t worry, the princess is the daughter of the minister, and the princess is also a granddaughter other than the minister. Without the prince’s order, the lower officials will take care of them and ensure that they will not have them. Any missteps, if there is dishonesty, the subordinates are willing to be punished."

Zhao Heng glanced at him, picked up the wine bottle and respectfully said, "I'm working hard."

This time, he did it all in one fell swoop.

Next, Guo Boyan tried to ease the atmosphere so that the practice feast was not so embarrassing. Zhao Heng silently ate the meal, and from beginning to end, he did not give Guo Xiao a straight eye. Guo Xiao swept him twice with disdain in his heart. Wang Shou came here to warn his father that he was looking at him. Did he treat him as such a reckless person?

A trace of irony appeared in Guo Xiao's eyes. He wasn't that stupid. With his father staring at him, he only had one chance to make a shot. Guo Xiao would never act rashly before he knew it for sure. He wants to get it right once and for all, without harassing the government of the country, and occupy her forever and ever.

At the end of the banquet, Zhao Heng walked out of the hall, standing in the courtyard with his hands under his hands, and slightly raised his head, seeming to admire the night sky. Guo Boyan saw that the prince didn’t want to stay at his own house for a moment, so he motioned to the maid to go to the backyard to see how the female family members were eating, but Mrs. Tai had already called people to pay attention to the movement of the front yard. The maid sent out by Guo Boyan walked halfway. Song Jianing had already rushed over, surrounded by his grandmother, mother and younger brother.

On the first day of February, the sky was full of stars, but the moon was not visible, the night was filled with light, and a few lanterns did not shine too much. Song Jianing turned around along the corridor and caught a glimpse of three figures standing in the courtyard. Her gaze was fixed on her prince and she stopped moving, and no one else looked at her. She calmly walked to King Shou's side.

"Lord." She whispered softly.

Zhao Heng saw that she was wearing a cloak but not wearing a hood, so he took two steps forward and reached out to help her put the hood on her head, as if no one was around. Song Jianing couldn't be so calm as he was, thinking that his stepfather, mother and other elders would be watching, Song Jianing turned her head shyly, and a side face was exposed under the hood, which was turned into scarlet jade by the soft light.

Guo Xiao was hidden in the shadow behind his father, looking at her with a deep gaze.

Zhao Heng looked at the nursing mother, who understood her heart, and walked over with the little princess who had just had a full meal and was energetic. Zhao Heng took his daughter, swaddled tightly. He lifted the hood that blocked his daughter's face, and then met the little girl's black and bright apricot eyes. Zhao Zhao grinned, Zhao Heng also laughed, covering his daughter again, winking at Song Jianing, and walking towards the main entrance of the Guogong Mansion first.

Guo Boyan took his family out to send it off, until the three of Shouwang's family could no longer see the film, and all the talents of the Guo family went back to their hospitals.

Guo Boyan left his eldest son and came to the study. Guo Boyan asked his son in a deep voice, "Do you understand what the prince meant?"

Guo Xiao looked straight at his father and said blankly: "The son has already promised his father that he will marry Duanhui as his wife, and he won't bother about the palace."

Guo Boyan did not believe that his son could easily let go, but he was quite sure that his son would not dare to do anything during the time the King of Shou was away from Beijing. He only asked: "When are you going to ask the emperor to give him a marriage?"

Guo Xiao said without hesitation: "My aunt's birthday in July, I want to take the opportunity of giving gifts to ask my aunt to marry my cousin."

Guo Boyan heard his son answer so quickly, he seemed to have really considered it, and was a little relieved.

When the words were finished, Guo Xiao bid farewell to his father and walked out of the study. Ashun carried a lantern to greet him and light it up for him. The night wind was cold. On the way back to Yihexuan, Guo Xiao looked at the dim yellow lantern swaying in the wind in A Shun's hand, but in his mind was the scene where King Shou helped her put on a hood, being so close to her...

Guo Xiao closed his eyes and remembered the situation before her marriage. Her cousin teased her. She blew her nose. He walked over to check how her injury was. The two were very close at the time. She had a sore nose and tears in Xing's eyes. She was delicate and pitiful. He was really distressed and wanted to rub her a bit, but he didn't want her to know that, instead of comforting her, he called her "due".

If, if he told the truth, if he helped her rub her nose, would she be less afraid of him, would she believe his heart?

Guo Xiao thought about this problem all night and stayed awake all night.

Song Jianing also stayed up almost all night, but she didn't want to sleep, but didn't want to sleep. The prince who was holding her was reluctant to let go. In the end, she didn't know when she fell asleep. Later, she seemed to be awakened by him again. Muzzy, Song Jianing vaguely heard the **** crowing, and after indulgence, fell asleep in his arms again.

Zhao Heng hugged her motionlessly. When she fell asleep, he looked at the bright sky outside, and then carefully put her on the pillow. The couple were completely separated. Zhao Heng stayed on one side, looked down at her, and wanted to touch her charming face again, but at the moment he touched her, he held it back.

He didn't want to wake her up, didn't want her to send him, she would definitely cry when she did, and it would be more difficult for him to leave when she cried.

"An An." Zhao Heng whispered.

Song Jianing closed his eyes, sleeping peacefully.

Zhao Heng smiled, looked at her last, got up and left. Turned to the penthouse and looked at his daughter for two quarters of an hour. Zhao Heng’s kissed daughter’s chubby face finally suppressed all reluctance and went to the front yard to meet the two staff members. He set off before dawn. Father Fu was his right-hand man, naturally. Go with you too.

The carriage reeled away, and the silence soon returned to the gate of Shouwang's Mansion.

In the backyard of the palace, Song Jianing, who had been exhausted all night, unknowingly slept three poles in the sun, leaning in the arms of the prince habitually, but she was completely empty. When she fell on the bed, Song Jianing opened her eyes in confusion, only to realize that the tent was already bright, and she was the only one on the huge Babu bed. The place where the prince slept was empty, except for the extra pillow. Letter.

Guessing that he had left secretly, Song Jianing's heart suddenly became empty, and he lay there stiffly without moving for a while.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jianing finally recovered some energy, sat up wrapped in the quilt, and picked up the letter. Unfold the light yellow rice paper, above it is the clear and easy handwriting she is familiar with:

Don't read it.

Such a big piece of letter paper, just two words, cold, like him.

Song Jianing stared at these two words repeatedly, looking left and right, tears rolled silently. The prince is so cruel, it's all about not asking her to see her off. Only two words are left in the letter, and there is no heart-warming word, so it's better not to write it!

Song Jianing was wronged, reluctant, and sad. He wanted to dislike the short letter, but he was reluctant to dislike it. After looking at it again, he folded the letter paper gently and put it away in the cupboard next to the bed, and kept it before going to bed every night. one look. She woke up, and the nurse came over with the little princess. Seeing the princess lingering, the nurse said with emotion: "The princess, the more the princess does not let you send it, the more it shows that you have a heavy weight in the princess's heart. If you care too much, you can’t bear it. gone."

Song Jianing looked down at her daughter. The little girl was heartless and didn't know that the father left them and ran away.

Song Jianing smiled, comforting her daughter and comforting herself, so she whispered in a low voice: "Father is going to do great things to relieve people's worries. Zhaozhao must eat well. When you can crawl, father will be back."

Zhaozhao looked at his mother without blinking, and suddenly kicked his legs, as if he was anxious to climb.

Song Jianing smiled and hugged her daughter tightly.