National Beauty

After throwing a stone, Guo Xiao told Song Jianing to stay still. He lowered his head and leaned behind her, **** stretched the cloth on which Song Jianing was pierced by the stone. Seeing that the shirt was only torn, and there was no blood oozing out, he let it go. Put the palm of your hand on the heart, gently rubbing and removing blood stasis for her. Song Jianing was shocked and hurt.

"Rebirth, don't rub it now, it hurts more after a long time." Seeing her pale profile, Guo Xiao whispered.

Song Jianing didn't dare to move, trying to endure the intimidation caused by his fiery hands.

"I pull you up, what are you hiding?"

After a brief silence, just when Song Jianing wanted to say that her back no longer hurts, Guo Xiao's deep questioning again sounded in her ears. Song Jianing was not as scared as he was when he was just pressed down. His eyes scanned the steep **** below. Song Jianing temporarily thought of an excuse: "It's too high here. Big brother suddenly dragged me. I'm afraid of falling. I want to leave the side as soon as possible."

Guo Xiao didn't say a word, it was so, then the fear in her eyes before she came up can also be explained, not for him, but for this Poe.

The doubt is lifted, only the strangeness of his body is left...

"I don't hurt anymore, thank you elder brother." She suddenly whispered.

Guo Xiao paused, leaving her with his palm, and glanced at the other gravel on the ground. Guo Xiao stared at her sideways and asked, "Is there any other place? I was pricked by Yu Pei. is you?"

Song Jianing was wiping the remaining tears on his face with a kerchief. He paused when he heard the words, and then muttered blankly: "No, I just care about the back pain." He breathed a sigh of relief quietly in his heart. It seems that Guo Xiao is still cautious. Because of the sibling relationship, he didn't dare to expose his desire for step-sisters. In his previous life, he might have started directly here.

Guo Xiao also relaxed, but deep down, there seemed to be a trace of disappointment. If she knew, would she...

"Oh..."

There was a "wolf cry" from the top of the mountain. Guo Xiao raised his head and heard the voice of his second brother Guo Fu. The cry interrupted his Qi Nian, Guo Xiao got up, took Song Jianing's arm and pulled her up, and walked a few steps forward to leave the steep ground before he let go of Song Jianing. Seeing that her face was still white, she was already weak, and she would definitely not be able to climb after this scare. Guo Xiao said to the top of the mountain: "Jianing fell, I will send her down first. See you at the foot of the mountain.

The vigorous and loud shouts echoed in the mountains.

Guo Shu and Guo Fu almost unanimously asked if Song Jianing was injured. Guo Xiao simply replied whether he was injured, and terminated the empty valley sound transmission. He carried the prey in one hand and Song Jianing's wrist in the other, and wanted to lead her down the mountain. Song Jianing retracted, looking at his clothes and said, "No, I'm fine."

"It's even harder to walk down the mountain. I really fell. You cried." Guo Xiao insisted and couldn't refuse.

Song Jianing couldn't hold him back, so he had to hold his wrist until the road was flat before Guo Xiao let go. The twins had to wait for a while. Guo Xiao asked Song Jianing to sit on the stone. He was carrying a quiver to look for prey nearby. Song Jianing calmed down silently. Hearing that Guo Xiao shot the sparrow several times in a row, he didn't pick it up. Just shooting arrows to pass the time.

I don't know how long it took, when there were hurried footsteps from the mountain, Song Jianing turned her head and saw a few silhouettes of people.

"An An, are you okay?" Guo Shu rushed over first. Although they got the assurance from their eldest brother, they were still very worried about Song Jianing.

Song Jianing stood up and shook his head with a smile. Guo Shu and Guo Fu followed her and circled around her. They were sure that it was okay. The atmosphere finally relaxed and compared with the number of prey. Guo Xiao waited for them to have enough excitement before walking over empty-handed, and said solemnly: "Since Jianing was not injured, she doesn't have to tell grandmother about her fall. Don't worry grandmother."

All Guo Fu nodded.

"Let's go." Guo Xiao picked up the prey he had killed on the way up the mountain and led the way away.

When he arrived at Zhuangzi, Song Jianing first went to his room to wash and change clothes. His back still faintly aches. He took off his clothes and asked Shuang'er to look at them. When both of them lowered their heads, they saw that there was an extra thumbprint on the snowy back like white raw soft tofu. The red mark, a little deeper, will break and bleed. Shuang'er felt very distressed: "Girl, let me talk to Mrs. Tai, you have to take medicine."

They didn't prepare, the wife must have brought medicine for injuries.

Song Jianing asked Shuang'er to hold the mirror, she turned her head to look, and then tentatively pressed the wound, and said: "Forget it, just keep it for two days." Just be careful not to touch it again these two days.

Packing up, it’s time to eat, Song Jianing changed to a light-cyan cub, and went to the wife's side.

When the grandson came to see her, Mrs. Tai was very happy, and spent half a bowl of rice at noon. Song Jianing sat on the right side of Mrs. Tai, eating her food quietly as usual. The twins teased her and she smiled, without even looking at Guo Xiao. After the meal, the wife was about to rest, and the siblings went out one after another.

"It's for removing blood stasis." Song Jianing stepped out of the door. Suddenly someone stood in front of her and handed her a small celadon-glazed porcelain vase.

Song Jianing hesitated, stretched out his hand to take it, and whispered, "Thank you, brother."

Guo Xiao didn't say anything, turned and walked away. Shuang'er followed behind her master. When Guo Xiao walked away, she smiled quietly: "The eldest son looked coldly, I didn't expect to be so careful." If it weren't for today, she would still I thought Shi Ziye didn't want to see the four girls.

Song Jianing looked at the celadon vase in her hand, and her heart was mixed. If there was no pressure, she would think Guo Xiao was a good stepbrother, but unfortunately, no matter how well he hides it, his body will not deceive.

After this incident, Song Jianing became more and more wary of Guo Xiao. At the end of June, he returned to the Guogong with his wife. It was okay when Guo Xiao went out. As long as Guo Xiao was on holiday, Song Jianing would not only go to please his wife, but also go to the garden with his mother and brother. After taking a break from the cold, she never stepped out of Linyun Hall again. Yun Fang came to invite her, but she turned it down with excuses.

Fortunately, the three-day holiday is separated every month, and no one noticed the strangeness of Song Jianing on these three days.

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The Mid-Year Festival is approaching, and there is a custom of putting river lanterns in the capital to pay homage to their loved ones. Every night, the ladies in the high-rise houses will bring a beautiful river lantern to the water. Some are sincerely cherishing the memory of the dead relatives, while others. It is simply to join in the fun, after all, on the night of the fifteenth, the bright moon hangs high, the water surface and the light bulbs, it is also a beautiful scene.

On the 14th, the twins and Yunfang came to make an appointment with Song Jianing. Tomorrow night, everyone will go out to set off the river lanterns. Song Jianing knew that Guo Xiao would definitely go with him tomorrow night, but she had to go because she had her biological father to cherish the memory of, and her mother remarried to the Guogong Mansion. Although there is a lake in the Guogong Mansion garden, she does not have such an identity. It is suitable for putting river lanterns for father in Guo's house.

"Yeah." She agreed with a smile.

The twins and Yunfang left after sitting for a while. Song Jianing took out the half-written sacrificial essay and continued writing. Song Jianing had forgotten his father's appearance many years ago. He couldn't remember his appearance. It was impossible to think too much, but on such a day, he would still miss him and would personally make him a river lantern.

When Lin came over, she saw her daughter sitting quietly at the desk, wearing a plain white coat, slightly lowered her head, her expression focused. Suddenly, Lin was in a daze, fixed in front of the door, staring at her daughter in a daze, as if she had seen the first Zhongyuan Festival after the death of her ex-husband a few years ago, she asked her daughter to write a letter to her father. The seven-year-old daughter was ignorant, sat down at the desk, suddenly raised her head, Xingyan looked at her for help: "Mother, I can't write..."

With wet eyes, Lin gently pressed the corners of her eyes, and then looked at her daughter who was sitting behind the desk like a big girl, she felt infinite emotion in her heart. As if in the blink of an eye, the daughter grew up, and she became another person's wife and gave him a fat son.

After Song Jianing finished writing the last word, put down the pen, and just about to dry the ink, suddenly saw the mother at the door, dressed in a light-colored dress, beautiful and demure.

"Mother." Song Jianing whispered.

Lin returned to his senses and looked at her daughter. She smiled and walked over. Song Jianing knew that her mother was here to see her ritual, and took the initiative to give up her seat.

Lin took a seat and lowered his head to read silently. The sacrificial text of the daughter is almost the same every year, talking about some daily chores, and finally praying for daddy to be well there. After reading it again, Lin picked up the pen and sketched out a small magnolia flower in a few strokes under the signature of his daughter. She is already the wife of Guo, and she can no longer use the river lantern. She can only borrow her daughter's river lantern to send the memory of her late husband.

After the sacrificial text was written, Song Jianing carefully made a lampshade.

After dinner the next day, Shuang'er held the master's river lantern and sent it to the carriage first. Song Jianing and Yunfang went to Changxinyuan to bid farewell to Mrs. Tai, and joined the three brothers Guo Xiao by the way. With the eldest grandson, the wife felt relieved and told the children to set off. Yuan Fang took Song Jianing's arm and walked briskly. Song Jianing had such a carefree sister to accompany him, and he had no time to think about Guo Xiao.

After getting on the carriage, the group headed towards Qinghe Street. The Danshui River winds through the capital. The Danshui River in the outskirts is a good place for people to go out in spring. The river section in the city has become the most prosperous street market in the capital. There are many shops on both sides of the river. The eighteen bridges on the river connect the north and the south. There are endless streams of awning boats.

"It's beautiful." Yun Fang exclaimed when he got out of the carriage and walked to the shore, looking at the river lights dotted on the water.

Song Jianing stood on her side and also liked the night view on the river.

Her clear apricot eyes are reflected in the light and moonlight, and the beautiful face adds a bit of softness in the night, soft as water, charming as a hook, so that when people see her, they will never appreciate any evening scenes, and they will not admire anything. Fatty powder. Guo Xiao was two steps behind deliberately, Song Jianing looked at the river lantern madly, and he looked at her silently.

"Cousin!"

Among the crowd, a familiar voice suddenly came. Guo Xiao frowned, even Song Jianing could hear it. After walking through the crowd, she saw Princess Duanhui running through the pedestrians dressed up as an ordinary wealthy woman, with bright eyes and bright teeth. , Smile like a month. Behind Princess Duanhui, the four princes rushed to this side with excitement as well. Only the Shouwang, who was dressed in a Yuebai brocade robe, swept across the Guo family brothers and sisters, and after a short pause, they walked slowly.

Recognizing King Shou, Guo Xiao subconsciously looked at the stepsister beside him.

Song Jianing cast his eyes down, respectfully bowing to the four princes and princess Duanhui who had come close, with a calm manner.

The author has something to say: Jianing: Why is the prince here?

Zhao Heng: I heard that you were hurt.

Jianing: Well, that's good.

Zhao Heng: Let me see.

Jianing: Well, so many people are watching.

Zhao Heng: Come on board with me.

The next day, the boatman was fired by his owner. The reason: the boat he was supporting was swaying too much and was complained!