National Beauty

When Song Jianing held her shepherd's purse basket in front of the third prince Zhao Heng, remembering the delicious shepherd's purse stuffed dumplings, dozens of steps away, Feng Zheng lowered his head, blushing and bleeding. How did she know that the "Dengtuzi" she met on the road was actually the dignified King of Chu? It’s fine now. Ignoring it and continuing to avoid it may provoke a prince’s anger and stay still...

"Which girl are you, why didn't you worship this king?" King Chu stood behind the beauty and deliberately blocked the beauty with his burly body, so that when the beauty turned around, he could only see him, and Guo Xiao and others could not see him. The way the beauty responds to him.

Feng Zheng dared to go out alone. She was more courageous than an ordinary girl, but no matter how old she was, she was only the daughter of an eighth-grade imperial physician. She had never seen a high official. Now when she meets the King of Chu, she is panicked and afraid. Questioning in unclear mood, he immediately turned around and bent down to kneel: "See you, the lady of the people..."

She didn’t finish her words, and her legs didn’t bend down. Her left arm was suddenly supported by a big hand, preventing her from kneeling, and then retracted. A slightly low and rough laughter rang above her head: "This king will see you agree, don’t For your courtesy, just tell me which girl you are."

Feng Zheng didn't dare to lie. He looked at the man's robe and said with a mixed feeling: "Father Feng Lu, working as a errand in the hospital."

The king of Chu thought for a while. He had never seen an imperial doctor surnamed Feng in his memory, so he wanted to come to a low reputation.

"The prince, can the people's daughter go now?" Feng Zheng still didn't dare to look at him, nervously.

King Chu looked at her blinking eyelashes and smiled, "I just came here, why are you leaving? Could it be that you don't like being with this king?"

Feng Zheng bit his lip secretly. Didn't the prince ask knowingly? Even if he is the prince, which Shouli girl is willing to get along with him like this? Lonely men and widows hid on the side, and the melon fields and lixia attracted people's suspicion, which ruined the reputation. I thought so in my heart, but he said tactfully: "Master, I, your status is precious. I am just a grassroots. I was seen by a familiar neighborhood and recognized me. I am afraid that rumors will come out when I look back..."

The woman cherishes fame, and the king of Chu nodded, but said: "Yes, so, I introduce you to the four girls from the Weiguo Palace. Today we are traveling together."

Feng Zheng was stunned.

The king of Chu had already turned around and walked towards Song Jianing and the others, and said loudly: "Cousins, cousin introduced to you a young lady. She is the jewel in the palm of Master Feng from the Imperial Hospital. She is gentle and virtuous. Since we meet by chance today, then Let's travel together and enjoy the spring together."

Song Jianing looked at this amazing prince in shock. When the four sisters were saluting, the king of Chu had a faint attitude and didn't even look at them. How do you call them "cousins" now? Yes, the Guo family girl is the maiden niece of Concubine Shu, and the princes can indeed be called cousins ​​in the climbing relationship, but the king of Chu did not show the intention to be close to them.

She and Sanfang didn’t see the scene where Feng Zheng got off the car and the King of Chu was chasing. Guo Xiao watched all of them. Naturally, she could see that King Chu and Feng Zheng didn’t know each other. Now King Chu’s piety was just using their brothers and sisters. As a guise, he had an open and honest excuse to approach Miss Feng, and by the way preserved her reputation in the hearts of other people.

The four younger sisters all looked at him, and Guo Xiao nodded slightly.

Ting Fang was the most sensible. Since her brother had instructed her, she took her three younger sisters to find Feng Zheng to get acquainted with.

Guo Xiao looked at his sister's back, but he was unwilling in his heart. He didn't want his sisters to have too much contact with King Chu and King Shou, but he couldn't refuse King Chu's request and didn't want to ruin King Chu's interest in pursuing beauty. My father said that the Guo family did not take refuge in any prince, but they could not sin or offend the dragons.

He silently concealed his dissatisfaction, and Wang Chu looked at Feng Zheng, who had already been chatting with the Guo family girls, smiled, and gave his brother a triumphant look. It was the first time that Zhao Heng witnessed his brother's method of dealing with beauties. There was no admiration, only helplessness. If his brother had the now handy scheming in front of his father, he could really sit back and relax.

The emperor father abandoned him long ago, and he has no ambitions. The only thing he can't let go is his brother, who is on the cusp of the storm but has no city in his chest.

The three men thought about each other, but Song Jianing was pleasantly surprised to find a confidant.

"Have you eaten shepherd's purse?" When Feng Zheng recognized the shepherd's purse in her basket and said that she would also pick shepherd's purse home, Song Jianing's eyes suddenly brightened and asked excitedly.

Feng Zheng didn't understand Song Jianing's surprise very well, and said blankly: "Yes, shepherd's purse is not only delicious, but also a kind of herbal medicine. Its taste is sweet and smooth, which can harmonize the spleen and diuresis, stop bleeding and improve eyesight."

Song Jianing heard this and happily showed off to his third sister Yunfang: "Have you heard that shepherd's purse is not a wild vegetable, it's more useful."

Yun Fang snorted, "No matter how useful it is, you don't only know how to eat."

Song Jianing still wanted to reply, but Ting Fang reluctantly persuaded: "It's alright, I'm not afraid of Sister Feng's jokes."

Feng Zheng said hurriedly: "No, the eldest girl is worrying too much." Chu Wang didn't dare to offend her, and the girls in Weiguo Palace should be respectful too.

The conversation happened, and the voice of the king of Chu came over: "Since you all said shepherd's purse is delicious, then pick more. At noon, pick a restaurant for them to make some shepherd's purse, and this king will also try it." Born in the royal family, At most, the king of Chu almost ate when he went out with the army, but he had never eaten shepherd's purse.

The last time Song Jianing ate shepherd's purse was something from her previous life. She hadn't eaten it for a long time. She was greedy early. After hearing this, she was the first to show her support by action and continued to dig shepherd's purse with a small basket on her back. Feng Zheng was stared at by a distinguished wolf, and Feng Zheng had no appetite, but had to follow Song Jianing, and the two dug together.

The Guo family's Sanfang looked at each other, and went digging for shepherd's purse, too dumbfounded.

The grass was green by the river, and shepherd's purse was everywhere, and within two quarters of an hour, the baskets of the five women were full.

It coincided that Ashun brought a painting boat over, the King of Chu patted Guo Xiao's shoulder approvingly, and asked Ashun to say: "You take these shepherd's purse to the Wangyun Tower to reserve a room, we will arrive in an hour."

Ashun subconsciously looked at his master, Guo Xiao scolded: "Don't you go?"

Ashun hurried to carry the vegetable basket.

Lin also likes shepherd's purse, and it happens to have a loss of appetite in the first three months of pregnancy. Song Jianing also wants to take shepherd's purse back to give her mother a taste. Seeing that Ashun took the sisters’ basket and wanted to **** her, Song Jianing instinctively placed the basket behind him, and nodded his chin to the baskets in Ashun’s hand: “These are enough to eat. If you take too much, you won’t be able to use it up. Lost in vain."

This was so reasonable, Ashun couldn't refute it, smiled and said farewell to the masters, and went to Wangyun Tower to deliver food and order a table.

Song Jianing satisfactorily put his food basket on the wagon, and walked back, only to find everyone's strange eyes. Guo Xiao was expressionless, staring at her coldly, Feng Zheng and his sisters all smiled, and King Chu also had a smile on his face, looking at her strangely like a monkey. Only the future emperor Zhao Heng, standing on the grass with ivory and white brocade, with sharp eyes and misty eyes, without any embarrassing emotions, just like a fairy traveling down the world. It seems to be happy with the people, but the heart is outside the mundane world.

Song Jianing didn't dare to approach Zhao Heng like this, but unexpectedly, he didn't feel scared.

Just when the thought of not being afraid came up, Song Jianing suddenly remembered that Zhao Heng couldn't catch the cold eyes of the "Smoke Locked Pond Willow" on the night of the Spring Festival, which was more frightening than Guo Xiao. Song Jianing's heart was chilled, put away all kinds of random thoughts, and hid beside a few sisters.

The boat slowly walked to the shore, and the boatman stopped the boat and laid the pedals.

Guo Xiao asked the two princes to board the boat first. After getting on the boat, King Chu stopped on the other side of the pedal, staring straight at Feng Zheng, and Zhao Heng walked toward the boat without turning his head.

When the princes got on, the three girls, Yun Fang, were about to run up happily. Guo Xiao stopped them with his eyes and kindly asked Feng Zheng to go first.

Feng Zheng looked at King Chu, who was usually guarding the side of the boat, and walked over with his scalp.

The Chu dynasty stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "This boat is swaying, I will help the girl."

Feng Zhengqiao flushed, but she didn't dare not follow her, and the king of Chu grabbed her little hand and pulled it up. After getting on the boat, Feng Zheng immediately retracted, Chu Wang smiled and let go, leading her forward.

Song Jianing secretly smacked his tongue and finally realized that King Chu was molesting Feng Zheng, but he didn't know if it was on a whim or really put Feng Zheng to his heart. Looking at Feng Zheng's extremely petite figure set by the King of Chu, Song Jianing unconsciously followed behind his sisters, until his hand was suddenly caught by a big warm hand, Song Jianing suddenly returned to his senses.

Guo Xiao noticed the change in her expression, like a sleepy rabbit, frightened and suddenly nervous.

Guo Xiao didn't understand, he just helped her, as for?

Feeling the sweat bursting out of her palms, Guo Xiao frowned, pulled the person onto the boat and let go.

Song Jianing sighed, trying to ignore the man's body temperature remaining in his palms, and got together with his sisters again.

Inside the painting boat, Zhao Heng sat by the window. When Guo Xiao and Song Jianing released their hands, he also looked away indifferently.

In the next hour, Huafang walked slowly on the surface of the water, and the lake was rippling with warm and intoxicating wind. Because of the presence of the two princes, the girls of the Guo family were restrained and quietly admiring the scenery, and Feng Zheng deliberately sat behind the four sisters, trying to block him with Song Jianing's small body. Song Jianing was robbed in her previous life. She really sympathized with Feng Zheng, who had an uncertain future, but the king of Chu, who was sitting in front of him, wanted to look at them after a while, frowning when he couldn't see Feng Zheng, as if staring at her. Song Jianing was really flustered too.

He didn't dare to offend King Chu, and changing his position might chill Feng Zheng behind him. Song Jianing thought about the river outside the window. With an idea, he yawned, put his arms on the table, and fell asleep.

Feng Zheng was startled, and the king of Chu was overjoyed, and the two eyes met on Song Jianing's head.

Song Jianing couldn't see it. She was uncomfortable lying down for a while. She turned her head slowly and fell asleep with her face outside the window. The hull of the boat swayed lightly, the spring sun shining on her face, warm and very comfortable, Song Jianing's body became more and more relaxed, and she really fell asleep.

On the side of King Chu, Zhao Heng suddenly got up and went out of the boat alone.

The river breeze outside was more vigorous. Zhao Heng stood on the bow of the boat, his clothes undulating with the wind. After admiring the scenery in front of him, he looked sideways at the back of the boat. The blushing little face, naive and naive.

The author has something to say: Jianing: Look at me again!

Zhao Heng: Well, all three eyes are watching.

Jianing: Hmph, obviously just two eyes!

Zhao Heng: Follow me into the house.

After a while, there was a popping noise in the room.