National Beauty

Chinese New Year.

Zhao Heng was unable to return home, so he sent someone back to the house with Nianli. He was stuffed with a carriage full of furs and other rare things outside the Great Wall. Then he gave Song Jianing and Zhao Zhao a pure white fox fur cloak, which the two of you wore. The upper body is like the mother fox and the daughter of the fox. Brother You was just about to roll, Zhao Heng made a tiger-skin ball for his son. The imposing tiger-skin ball was pushed around by Brother You. At first glance, it looked like a little tiger's head.

Brother You loves this ball very much, so he lays on the warm couch and dials around, but Zhao Zhao notices that his servant also came in with a long box.

"Mother, I want to see that." With the new cloak, Zhaozhao pointed to the box on the table.

It was a picture box, Song Jianing knew what was inside without guessing. The prince is gentle and elegant, especially in calligraphy and painting. The portraits of children she drew casually, the prince once asked her to put in the picture box, but Song Jianing is still used to directly stuffing the envelope with the family letter. Looking at the red sandalwood picture box at this moment, Song Jianing seemed to have seen the breeze and full moon of the prince.

She asked the maid to take out the painting.

Shuang'er walked to the desk and straightened the picture box, only to see the book written by the prince: The princess enlightened himself.

Not only the scroll, but also the picture box had to be opened by the princess.

Shuang'er smiled and hugged the picture box in front of Song Jianing.

Zhao Zhao's little hand supported his mother's shoulders and stared at the box in a novel way. Song Jianing didn't think much, opened the box and took out the scroll. Zhao Zhao was anxious, and he stretched out Chubby's hand to touch it. The daughter's hand was broken. Song Jianing subconsciously removed the scroll and bowed her head to ask her daughter: "Please don't move, this is painted by the father, and it is more expensive than our fox fur cloak."

In Song Jianing's view, the prince's calligraphy and paintings are all calligraphy, which can be passed down through the ages.

Zhaozhao blinked, and obediently retracted his little hand, only stretched his neck to look at the scroll.

Song Jianing was relieved and continued to unfold. Shuang'er, the maid beside her, also tilted his head affectionately. The scroll slowly opened, revealing the man's hair crown first, he lowered his head...The scroll continued to show, and then Song Jianing, Zhao Zhao, and Shuang'er saw at the same time, the men and women in the painting were kissing...

Song Jianing buckled the scroll and blushed with shame on his face like a peony. The prince used a painting to tell the miss of the princess, and both of them followed the sweetness in their hearts, and swiftly withdrew with their heads low, so that the princess was not embarrassed.

"Mother, let me see." Zhao Zhao pointed to the scroll, she hadn't seen it clearly yet.

Song Jianing was so embarrassed to show this to her daughter. She found an excuse to make it through. She also tried not to watch it. After a while, when she saw her daughter playing ball with her younger brother, Song Jianing hid in the inner room like a thief, and then hid. Behind the screen, blushing, he unfolded the whole picture. On the pale yellow rice paper, there was a crabapple tree with branches full of flowers. Under the tree, a slender boy hugged a woman in a long skirt and kissed. The son only showed a little side face, the woman's face was completely blocked, and only one step dropped. Her hand clung to his arm, and the cuffs dropped, revealing a blood jade bracelet.

Song Jianing took a look at his wrists, the prince drew it, and it was their husband and wife.

Why do you paint this? I told her to be teased by the maid. Song Jianing's cheeks were hot, but her apricot eyes stared at the mandarin ducks in the painting misty. I miss the prince, and I want the prince to stand before her alive, hug her and kiss her.

After watching it for a long time, Song Jianing was finally willing to look away, and turned to look at the inscription on the painting.

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month of the second year of Chunhua, there was a dream at night.

What did Shou Wangye dream of?

Song Jianing looked at the painting again and couldn't help laughing. The prince speaks few words, and the sweet words he has said are only a handful. That is to say, it is also elegant and subtle, so I paint like this. But a simple sentence "Yeyou has a dream", her heart is about to melt, sour and sour, and miss him so much.

On the night of New Year's Eve, Song Jianing hugged a pair of children to sleep, and on the pillow of the mother, Zhao Heng's picture box was horizontally placed.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year the next day, every household in the capital set off firecrackers. The nine-year-old Mao-er ran from the Guogong’s mansion early in the morning to give his niece and niece a new year's money. Zhao Zhao just finished eating dumplings. The little girl was greedy and wanted to go to the Guogong Mansion with her uncle. So close, Song Jianing didn't restrain her daughter and sent Liu Xi to watch.

After Guo Xiao's death, Princess Duanhui moved to the princess's mansion in sorrow, and she was a widow. Without their husband and wife, Song Jianing was no longer wary of the Guogong's mansion.

The girls in the National Palace are all married. Among the grandchildren, Guo Xiao has passed away. The twins have just married, and the great-grandchildren are all boys. Madam Tai especially likes Zhaozhao. Taking advantage of the warm sun, Madam Tai goes out with a cane. Now, follow behind Brother Maoer and Zhao Zhao, watching the children play and sunbathe.

From time to time, the children laughed clearly in the garden. The Yihexuan still belonged to the princely son. Some people were hiding in the empty and quiet side yard, with their backs against the wall, listening with their eyes closed, hoping to hear the voice of grandmother's dear relatives. He was not filial, and told her grandmother on both temples to bear the pain of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man, but Guo Xiao had nowhere to go. He was suffering all the time since she was married into the Palace of Shou. If there is no way, he will bear it, but The hidden dangers in Shu land made him see hope, so he had to try it, otherwise, he would live in the shadow of Zhao Heng all his life.

But after listening to it for a day, he didn't hear Mrs. Tai's voice.

The sky was getting dark, and the room quickly became dark.

In the dead of night, the masters and servants of the National Palace were all asleep. Guo Xiao put on his mask and walked out quietly. This is the Guogong Mansion, the home where he has lived for more than 20 years. Guo Xiao is familiar with the route and replacement time of each guard at night, so without any internal response, Guo Xiao hid easily.

Guo Xiao didn't want to burden his family. He didn't even say about the plan of suspended animation.

The Shou Palace was heavily guarded, and Guo Xiao could not sneak in without disturbing people. The only chance was the wall shared by the Shou Palace and the Guogong Mansion.

On the night of the first month of the lunar month, the cold breathed into the bones, and this biting cold also caused the night watch guards to relax their vigilance.

A dark shadow came to the garden of the Guogong Mansion like a ghost. At night when he couldn't see his fingers, he quickly jumped onto the high wall, and then cautiously jumped into the Shouwang Mansion. After landing on both feet, Guo Xiao didn't move, making sure that there was no one around, and then he hid behind the rockery of Shouwang Mansion in the dark. He didn’t wear much, and Guo Xiao was lying curled up in a narrow small cave in the late night when the dripping water became ice. He was very cold, but there was a fire in his heart. He thought that he would be able to hold her in his arms soon. No matter how cold he is, Guo Xiao Xiao doesn't care.

The sky is slowly brightening, these days have been sunny, the sun is shining shiningly on the body, warm and comfortable.

The elders said that the children can’t be kept in the house all day, and more exposure to the sun is good for your health. Song Jianing carried the ball-like brother You into the small wooden cart. She pushed her son, Zhaozhao followed, and a mother. Go to the garden. At this time, the garden has no view, but the place is great for relaxation.

"Mother, hurry up!" Zhao Zhao felt that the wooden cart was walking slowly. She ran a distance first, and then turned back to call her mother. The little girl was wearing a pink jacket, and she was wearing a new cloak from her father, her face flushed, like a peach blossom in a pile of snow.

Song Jianing looked at her daughter and smiled: "Mother can't walk anymore, Zhao Zhao waits for her."

Zhaozhao was lively and active. After standing there for a while, he couldn't help but ran forward again, pointing to the rockery and saying, "I'm hiding, my mother comes to me!" He wants to play Tibetan cats with his mother. There were many rockery and Liu Xi immediately caught up with him, guarding the little princess almost every step of the way. Sorry for him, he ran to the rockery and stopped, pushing Liu Xi with a little hand: "Don't come!"

Grandpa Liu is too tall to hide. His mother will definitely see it. The little princess who was just five years old already knows how to hold back.

Liu Xidian smiled and said: "I will accompany the princess in. Once the princess hides, I will go outside to guard and promise not to tell the princess."

Zhaozhao glanced at him, then looked at the mother who was about to catch up, pouting in agreement, and muttering as he walked in, "Don't tell my mother."

Liu Xi smiled and agreed.

There are many caves on the rockery side. Zhao Zhao quickly picked one. Liu Xi bent over and taught the little princess to squat in the middle, making sure that he would not bump his head when he stood up suddenly, and then retreated outside after repeated instructions. He wanted to pretend to leave and hide next to him, but he was so defensive, and he actually followed out. Seeing Liu Ximao next to her cave, he was so angry that he was so angry.

"The small purse is dropped, let's go, let's go." Facing such a clever little princess, what can Liu Xi do, pretending to pat the purse on his waist, bending over and exiting.

Zhaozhao happily re-hid it.

After squatting for a while, there were gentle footsteps outside. Zhaozhao thought that his mother was coming, and was nervous and wanted to laugh. He held the big rock in the cave with one hand and covered his small mouth with the other. Then the entrance of the cave was dark. The man in dusty clothes bent over and walked in! Zhaozhao's eyes widened, and Xingyan looked at each other blankly: "Who are you?"

The five-year-old girl completely followed her mother. Her body was not very fat, but her cheeks were fleshy, her apricot eyes were watery, and her voice was sweeter than that of 10-year-old Song Jianing. At that moment, Guo Xiao seemed to see the ten-year-old Song Jianing, but he soon came to his senses, and slammed forward, pulling Zhaozhao into his arms and covering his mouth tightly.

Zhao Zhao is a small princess, and he has never been wronged since he was a child, and he has never suffered a heavy hand. The man's fingertips were rough and her face hurt when pressed, and she was uncomfortable, twisting her body to struggle, but the man's grip was too tight, she couldn't move, and couldn't even make a whine. He could only look at the hole in fear, hoping. Mother, come and save her.

Outside the rockery, Song Jianing handed the small wooden cart to Shuang'er, and then bent over to coax the fat son in the car: "Mother, go find my sister, Brother You will wait here, okay?"

Brother You held the tiger skin ball and grinned at his mother.

Song Jianing tried to walk backwards, staring at the son in the car. Brother You looked at his mother eagerly. The farther away the mother was, the smile on Brother You's face would diminish, waiting for Brother You to see his mother. When the kiss is about to leave, the little guy quit immediately, humming anxiously, and stretched out his hand for his mother to hug him.

Song Jianing made no mistake, turned back, picked up his fat son and kissed him: "Go, let's go find my sister together."

Brother You was happy and turned to look forward.

Song Jianing had gained strength when she gave birth to her daughter. It was not a problem for Brother Baoyou to walk to the rockery. Liu Xi pointed out the place where the princess was hiding in advance. Song Jianing laughed and deliberately teased her daughter outside: To the west?" He coaxed, and the man walked in slowly.

Passing two caves on the road, Song Jianing looked inside. No one was there. Liu Xi followed her and pointed to the front.

Song Jianing took a small turn, then stopped by the cave, and lied triumphantly: "Come out Zhaozhao, mother saw you."

In fact, Song Jianing knew that her daughter would definitely not come out. The little girl was smart, so soon after Song Jianing finished speaking, she was going to carry her son over, but before she lifted her foot, a few steps away, a burly man suddenly appeared in the cave. ! Song Jianing was so frightened that Huarong paled. Liu Xi had already stood in front of her and said sharply: "You..."

"Shut up, dare to say one more word, I want her life." Guo Xiao deliberately said loudly, covering Zhao Zhao's mouth with one hand and a dagger in the other, aiming at Zhao Zhao's neck with deep eyes, directly over Liu Xi. , Fell on her. After a year of absence, he has gone through so much, she seems to have not changed much, she is still so soft and timid, she shed tears when frightened.

Song Jianing didn't take a close look at the gangster's appearance, holding his son in his hands, and staring at the crying daughter and the dagger that might hurt her at any time. Horrified, Song Jianing asked incoherently: "You, what do you want, as long as you let my daughter go, I will give you as much money as you want!"

After begging, Song Jianing trembled and comforted her daughter: "Don't be afraid of Zhaozhao, mother is here, mother won't let you do something..."

Zhao Zhao cried his head.

"Who are you?" Liu Xi asked defensively, staring at the gangster.

Guo Xiao sneered, lowered his eyes, and said in a dumb voice: "Shou Wang killed countless people of my tribe. Today I robbed his children and met on the battlefield to see how he chooses."

It turned out to be a Khitanese!

Song Jianing's heart shrank and looked desperately at his daughter who was held hostage by the other party.

Zhao Zhao looked at his mother with tears in his eyes.

"Go and prepare the carriage to ensure that I leave the capital smoothly. If you dare to spread the slightest noise, or send someone to chase and kill, I will kill her immediately." As if to prove his cruelty, Guo Xiao raised his arm slightly. , The sharp point of the dagger was about to touch Zhaozhao's delicate neck.