National Beauty

As the weather warmed in February, Zhao Heng officially moved into the East Palace as the prince, and became the first prince after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

When the Emperor Gaozu was on the throne, he was busy unifying the Central Plains, and because of the Queen Mother’s death, it was too late to decide whether to pass the throne to his younger brother or his son, so he did not establish a prince until his death. By the time of Emperor Xuande, he was criticized by the people because of his throne, and his son had an accident one after another, which unknowingly delayed the day.

With the crown prince in the East Palace, there is no longer any need to worry about the emperor's sudden death. The ministers looked at the empty East Palace and began to think otherwise. The prince is the emperor, how can there be only one woman around him? You must ask the emperor to give the prince a few concubines and concubines. If your daughter is selected, they will be relatives of the emperor in the future.

Therefore, Song Jianing, the prince concubine, hadn’t gotten hot yet, so he heard about the civil servant Zhang Luo going to the Eastern Palace Cypriot.

When the news arrived, Song Jianing lost his appetite, and nothing was fragrant to eat.

She knows that Zhao Heng is very dedicated. The two have been married for more than six years, and Zhao Heng has never touched other women. But now it's different. The courtiers urged that Emperor Xuande had long ago had the idea of ​​giving people. As a prince who is a prince who is less than ten thousand people, Zhao Heng is willing to reject his father and his officials for him?

"Mother, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Zhao was copying the lark bird drawn by the father, after drawing the wings, Zhao Zhao wanted to show her and raised her head, but saw her looking at the table in a daze, not like when she just spoke. Laughed like that. Zhao Zhao remembered this look. The mother was taken away by bad guys the year before, and Mother Cen often looked at a place in a daze.

In the heart of the little princess, an adult being in a daze is tantamount to being unhappy, and she wants her mother to be happy.

Song Jianing returned to his senses, meeting the worried little eyes of her daughter, Song Jianing smiled and said softly: "Mother is thinking about what to eat at night."

Zhaozhao continued to stare at his mother.

Song Jianing was just about to change the subject. Brother You, tired of playing in the yard, came back. He ran up to the mother and asked her for water. The little guy liked the mother to take care of him personally, as if the water fed by the nursing mother was not a mother It's sweet. Song Jianing asked her daughter to continue painting, and she picked up her son to feed water and wash his hands on the couch.

Mother was busy taking care of her younger brother, Zhao Zhao blinked her eyes and lowered her head to paint.

The red sun gradually went west, Zhao Zhao greeted her mother, and she led the maid to wait for the father in front of the east palace gate.

Zhao Heng came out of Zhongshu Province, still remembering the dam of the Yellow River this year, and he was approaching the East Palace. He suddenly found a small figure in the distance, wearing a pink skirt, sitting motionless on the steps. After a while, the little girl saw him, picked it up, and flew towards him like a butterfly.

Zhao Heng immediately put aside the affairs of the state and walked quickly to meet his little princess.

"Father!" Getting closer, Zhao Zhao opened his arms early to hug him.

Zhao Heng smiled and hugged his daughter, kissed first, and then said strangely: "Why did you come out?"

Of course Zhao Zhao had a reason. Looking at his mother's palace, Zhao Zhao said with a sad face to his father, "My mother is not happy."

Zhao Heng's eyes changed slightly, stopped, and seriously asked his daughter: "Why?" After saying this, Zhao Heng suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Zhao Zhao shook his head and said in frustration, "Mother refused to tell me, and even lied that she was thinking about what to eat at night."

Zhao Zhao was really depressed when his mother lied and felt that he could not help. Zhao Heng looked at the appearance of his daughter as a little adult, but couldn't help but laugh. He wondered why his little princess was so cute.

"Don't be afraid, my father will ask her tonight, and tomorrow's mother will be fine." Zhao Heng promised solemnly after putting away his smile.

Zhao Zhao was relieved, grinning open his small mouth, revealing two rows of neat teeth, but one of the front teeth has begun to loosen, and he is about to change his teeth.

The father and daughter had a little secret. Zhaozhao was eating at the dinner table while secretly observing the father, the queen and the mother with his big eyes. There was something in his mind, Song Jianing still had a poor appetite, and tried not to show it. Zhao Heng wanted to enter the tent and then coax his princess. He caught a glimpse of his daughter’s clever apricot eyes. Zhao Heng was funny. It was rare that he caught him in the presence of his children and palace people A piece of spare ribs was handed to Song Jianing, and she simply said: "It tastes good, you can eat more."

Song Jianing was slightly surprised, and subconsciously looked at the child at the same table. Brother You stared at the ribs between his father's chopsticks, and was worried that he would also eat ribs. Zhao Zhao held a small bowl and watched his mother happily. Song Jianing blushed and swept towards Zhao Heng with watery apricot eyes. Then he quickly picked up the bowl and picked up the spare ribs, shy and sweet, and forgot his troubles for the time being.

The father really coaxed his mother, and he was so satisfied that he slept very soundly at night.

Song Jianing wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep. I don't know why Zhao Heng was so interested tonight. First he pushed her on the table while she helped him undress. The legs of the table moved creakingly, so embarrassed that Song Jianing covered his face and begged for mercy. After wiping the table again, on the bed, Zhao Heng hugged her from behind again, insisted on pinning her chin with one hand, watching her come, slowly swallowing.

"Lord..."

Song Jianing was uncomfortable and wanted him to hurry up.

Her cheeks were red, like pink peonies wet in the drizzle, and her apricot eyes looked at him pleadingly, flattering. Zhao Heng pressed her mouth and kissed her. After kissing her hot face, Zhao Heng asked in a mute voice, "Is it still the prince?"

Song Jianing's heart was tense, and she hurriedly changed to calling him the prince.

After listening to the prince, Zhao Heng didn't like this new name. After listening to her softly hum, Zhao Heng suddenly hugged her and said in her ear: "Call me."

His word?

Song Jianing thought for a while before remembering that her man, her prince, her future emperor, the surname is Zhao Mingheng, and the character is Yuan Xiu.

She knew it, but she couldn't say it, as if she said it was a treachery.

"Call." Zhao Heng pressed her to lie flat, a gust of wind and rain without warning.

Song Jianing almost broke away. Like a small broken ship caught in a storm, there is no such thing as a taboo. He shouted "Yuanxiu" several times in a row, and it didn't work, and changed it to "Zhao Heng". Zhao Hengyuan wanted to tease her. Unexpectedly, when she called him this way, Zhao Heng could not be used for any reason, and he was simply angry to the end.

After the matter was over, neither of them could sleep on the mattresses under them.

Song Jianing lay softly on his chest, tired and hearty.

"There will be no one else." Zhao Heng pulled away the long hair in front of her, his voice hoarse.

Song Jianing raised his eyes, and unexpectedly ran into a pair of clear and dark eyes.

"There will be no one else." Zhao Heng stroked her face and repeated in a low voice: "In this life, there will be no one else."

He was talking sweet words to her, Song Jianing curled his lips, tears came down uncontrollably, more and more, buried in his chest and struck. Zhao Heng was unclear, so he sat upright holding her, Song Jianing continued to drill into his arms, and refused to tell him to look. She was crying hard, Zhao Heng didn't persuade for the time being, only holding her tenderly.

When she calmed down slowly, Zhao Heng reluctantly pinched her earlobe: "Why are you crying?"

"The prince is so kind to me." There was a wave in his heart, Song Jianing used the old name without paying attention, and gently whispered, "My status is not high, and the prince has caused so much trouble. Treating me better and better, like a dream, I'm afraid someday the prince suddenly doesn't like me..."

I'm afraid that everything in front of me will disappear one day, I'm afraid that I will fall into the bottom of the valley from the sky.

"After a long time, will you hate me?" Zhao Heng touched her head and asked with a smile.

Song Jianing shook his head. How could she be disgusted with him when he is so good?

"Why not?" Zhao Heng helped her sit up, looking at her tearful eyes.

Song Jianing stopped crying and murmured: "The prince, the prince is good to me, I, I like you." At the last sentence, he leaned embarrassedly on his shoulder.

Zhao Heng smiled, hugged her tightly, kissed her earlobe and said, "An An is good to me, and I also like An An. A heart and a person are enough."

Some people say that it is difficult for husband and wife to get along. Zhao Heng has never felt that An An likes him. He likes An An. Just live like this for a lifetime.

The next day, Emperor Xuande looked at the stack of memorials on the table asking for the prince's draft, and sent someone to declare the prince.

Zhao Heng came here with orders. Before entering the room, he heard coughing inside. Seeing his father's body getting worse and worse, Zhao Heng frowned.

Emperor Xuande has been ill for a long time and got used to it. He interrupted his son’s concern. He picked up a few memorials and threw them in front of his son. For the emperor, it is time to accept the concubine to give birth to a few more princes, so as to ensure the inheritance of the throne, only the prince, in case of children..."

"Father." Zhao Heng begged to be authentic, not wanting to listen to any worries about the health of his children.

It was his grandson, Emperor Xuande didn't want to say, just reminded his son to have more births.

Zhao Heng understood and looked down and said: "The princess has given birth to a son and a daughter for her sons and ministers in succession. She is still young, and her sons and ministers will spoil them more and add more grandchildren to the father and the emperor as soon as possible."

Emperor Xuande laughed angrily. He wanted his son Donna to have a few women who could have children, instead of asking him to have more children with Song Jianing. A woman can give birth to at most one a year. How can he compare to a group of women?

Zhao Heng naturally knew that he just said that he could not persuade the emperor, so he knelt down and explained in a low voice: "The emperor, the son, the son does not want to take a concubine, because the son cannot guarantee that there will be a second Chen next to him. S."

Emperor Xuande was stunned.

Zhao Heng bent down and kowtowed: "Father, the sons have princes and concubines, and the harem is peaceful, so that the sons can govern the world wholeheartedly, and ask the father to give lessons."

Emperor Xuande pursed his lips. Not all men would be poisoned to death by the concubine around him, but one of his sons set a precedent, and the youngest took a warning after personal experience, and it was reasonable.

"Fine, let you go, and teach you brother well." Emperor Xuande is exhausted. Since his son doesn't listen to persuasion, he doesn't persuade him, and the fourth fat wife looks like a child.

The matter was resolved smoothly, and in the evening Zhao Heng gave Song Jianing a reassurance.

Song Jianing's music broke, and two months after moving into the East Palace in order to thank the emperor's father-in-law, the first crown concubine of the Great Zhou was happy again.

The good news came to Chongzheng Hall, and Emperor Xuande was really dissatisfied. Even the minister of civil and military affairs learned that he silently said that the prince was born with blessings.

Only Song Jianing knew that all of her blessings were given to her by Zhao Heng.