National Beauty

Song Jianing was 13 years old when Ting Fang got married. Later, Ting Fang became pregnant and gave birth to a daughter. It was all inconvenient. She had lived in Xiongzhou for three years before she had time to return to Beijing. After three years of absence and seeing Ting Fang, Song Jianing was a little nervous. She couldn't imagine what the sister of the Han family would look like after three years. But standing in front of the hall, she saw her cloak coming over from a distance. Seeing the familiar gentle smile, the eldest sister of the sisters suddenly disappeared without a trace of the three-year estrangement between the sisters.

It turns out that some people, even if they have been separated for many years, when they meet again, the feeling of closeness will not change.

"Sister!" Song Jianing greeted him happily.

Ting Fang also quickened his pace, but when he approached, he remembered what he was like, smiling and bowing to his knees: "The courtier's wife pays homage to the princess."

Song Jianing helped him up and hugged him tightly.

Ting Fang was taller and hugged her sister. The sisters didn't say anything, so they just hugged her.

Song Jianing leaned on her sister's shoulder and was excited for a while. Suddenly saw her niece, Aru, who was held by the maid behind her. The three-year-old girl had a face more like the Han family. Her beautiful eyes followed her mother and she was looking curiously. Holding her. Song Jianing laughed, let go of Ting Fang, and walked over to coax his niece: "Aru, do you know who I am?"

Aru looked at his mother, sweetly and obediently, and said, "Auntie Wang."

Song Jianing thought about the four aunts, aunts, and even the princess, but she didn't expect her niece to be called so sweet, so sweet she couldn't wait to hug her niece, and kissed her hard. Just after the kiss, Dongji suddenly heard a tender and tender scream, it was her little princess who was calling her mother.

Song Jianing and Ting Fang glanced at each other, smiled and went to the east.

Zhao Zhao and Sister Kang of the Royal Palace’s family have always had trouble playing well, and perhaps it was Song Jianing’s closeness to Ting Fangniang. Zhao Zhao saw that she knew that her mother liked the new cousin Aru very much, so she liked it too. , Climbing up to Aru's babble and talking, Song Jianing can understand some of them and don't know what it means, but Aru seems to understand everything and talks with her sister earnestly.

When the children played together, Ting Fang took Song Jianing’s hand and looked at it again and again. Seeing that his sister’s face was still as round as when she was a child, but her appearance was more beautiful and charming, and her temperament was much more calm and generous, she knew that the relationship between her sister and the king of longevity was inevitable. Yes, my sister, the princess, is very happy.

"Fortunately, it's okay, otherwise I will die of guilt." Ting Fang blamed herself by touching her sister's delicate face.

Song Jianing looked at her sister in amazement, what is this?

Ting Fang sighed and reminded her sister: "I heard about your draft that year." I heard that my cousin Tan Xiangyu got her sister a rash on her face and lost her election back to her mansion. Fortunately, her sister got lucky and didn't miss the marriage. Ting Fang had been reminded by her brother to alienate her aunt and cousin. Ting Fang did so, but she still thought of love until the draft... Later, her brother wanted to arrange for her cousin to marry a local official, and her aunt wrote a letter asking She helped persuade, but Ting Fang didn't mix up.

Song Jianing suddenly realized, and hurriedly said, "It has nothing to do with my sister. My sister must not think about it. Besides, it is all over. I forgot if my sister doesn't mention it." How could she blame her good sister who has always taken care of her because of Tan Xiangyu?

After recounting the past, Ting Fang slowly talked about the marriage between her elder brother and Princess Duanhui, and whispered softly: "The eldest brother said in the letter that everything in the house listens to her mother. Although Duanhui is arrogant, she has always listened to her eldest brother. Don't worry about your mother." Although it's a thousand miles away, Ting Fang takes care of her family's affairs.

Song Jianing was not worried about this. His mother had calmed her down. Song Jianing also believed in her mother's methods. The only thing she worried about was Guo Xiao's marriage. The two were delayed by something like their previous lives. Guo Xiao should have wanted to marry Duanhui a long time ago, but it was not until Princess Duanhui finished her filial piety for the first emperor that the new emperor gave the marriage early. In this life, the marriage was given early, but Song Jianing's heart would be tight for a day without a bridal chamber.

The relationship between men and women is really much worse. Before Song Jianing married King Shou, she had nothing but awe and gratitude for Shou Wang. She had to sleep in the same bed more times after marriage, and she felt that she was getting closer and closer to him. She used to have courage to speak a word. Dare to stare at the prince. Princess Duanhui has a bad temper, but she is beautiful. Song Jianing really hopes that after Guo Xiao and Princess Duanhui have a skin relationship, she will slowly put Princess Duanhui in his heart like King Shou did to her.

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On the sixth day of February, Mrs. Tai's 60th birthday, Zhao Heng entered the palace as an errand as usual, but he mentioned to Song Jianing last night that he would go to the Guogong Mansion for a banquet in the afternoon. Song Jianing knew that his prince did not like to befriend courtiers, and he promised to go to the banquet mainly to give her respect, because he respected Mrs. Tai, in the final analysis, he still valued her.

At dawn, Song Jianing took her daughter to the next door.

She came early, and the guests had not yet arrived. Only the three married daughters and uncles of the Guo family were all there last night. Ting Fang gave birth to a daughter. The second girl Lan Fang gave birth to two fat boys. Guo Fu and Guo Shu's two uncles hugged one each, and the two twins were joined together, not to mention the joy. The three girls, Yunfang and Song Jianing, were married for one year, and they were pregnant last year. She had a six-month belly. She used to be the naughty, but now she must sit down honestly.

The grandchildren and grandchildren gathered together. The wife sat on the warm couch, holding Aru in one hand and Zhaozhao in the other. Her turbid eyes began to look at the eldest grandson Guo Xiao, sweep them one by one, and finally fell on the grandson Maoer. Looking at her face, her eyes were suddenly sore, and she wanted to wipe away her tears secretly, but Aru saw it and said nervously: "Too grandma is crying."

Mrs. Tai cried and laughed, rubbing Xiaoya's head.

Zhaozhao raised his head, wondering why the grandma was crying.

Song Jianing and others looked at Mrs. Tai with incomprehension. Mrs. Tai calmed down for a while, and said to a house of grandchildren with emotion: "The last time you were together, it was three years ago, and it will only get more and more in the future. I’m busy, I don’t know when we can reunite again next time.

Madame Tai thought.

She was worried about the difficulty of her granddaughter coming home. Ting Fang looked at her grandmother who was getting older and older, but she was worried about the end of the years when the world could not escape. When she thought about the time when her grandmother might go, her tears fell. Come down. Song Jianing lowered her head and looked slantingly towards Guo Xiao. If it weren't for Guo Xiao, she would definitely come back often to accompany his wife.

Guo Xiao is also looking at her, his deep eyes are like an ancient well, and there are complex emotions that no one knows.

In the end, it was Guo Fu and Guo Shu who pretended to confess that the great uncle Han Zhengchang returned to Beijing too few times, which made the atmosphere lighter again.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and Guo Xiao led the three uncles and younger brothers to the front yard to entertain guests. On the side of the female family, Yun Fang was uncomfortable. He went back to the third room in advance to rest. Lan Fang’s twins were too naughty. Niang San also left first. Song Jianing is the princess and the most distinguished guest of the Guogong Mansion today. Naturally, she wants to sit with Mrs. Tai. Fortunately, Tingfang stayed, making the next entertainment a little easier.

After having used the noodles, the guests had not yet dispersed. Liu Xi came to reply, saying that the prince was waiting for her to return home.

Liu Xi's voice was not low, and all the female relatives in the Nuan Pavilion heard it, and all looked over in surprise, surprised that the prince and princess had such a good relationship. Song Jianing couldn't help but slander in her heart, the prince was really, she still wanted to accompany the wife more, he should go first, and now she is so embarrassed to ask him to wait, and everyone knows.

The son-in-law thought about his daughter, Lin was very pleased, and the wife joked lovingly: "The princess should go back first, don't let the prince wait."

Song Jianing had no choice but to say goodbye softly. The nurse over there had already carried the thick padded jacket and cloak that had been warm, and waited for the little princess to put it on.

The wife wanted to send it. Song Jianing firmly refused. She led the nurse, Liu Xi and Shuang'er out and walked to the front yard via the trail. She saw stepfather Guo Boyan and Guo Xiao standing side by side in front of her prince. Big, it should be the meaning of the prince. Song Jianing walked over generously and vaguely heard the word Chunwei.

Song Jianing was not surprised. The first session of the Spring Festival began on the ninth day of February. The prince was ordered to invigorate the exam with the Hanlin Academy. It was normal for the stepfather to talk about this. The prince was more and more used by the emperor, and Song Jianing was still very proud.

Getting closer, Guo Xiao suddenly said, "Unfortunately, Wenhe broke his leg on horseback last year, otherwise he will be able to win the title of the gold list based on his talents and learning."

Song Jianing's expression changed slightly, and his gentleness was Liang Shao's character. Since Liang Shao left the Guogong Mansion in grief that year, Song Jianing almost forgot this person after three years of not hearing from the other party. Guo Xiao knew that Liang Shao once sent her poems, and now suddenly mentions Liang Shao's fall from the horse, is it accidental or intentional?

Suspicion flashed through his mind quickly, and Song Jianing returned to normal in an instant.

But Zhao Heng, who had been watching her, still noticed the strangeness of her moment.

Seeing that Wang Shouyan seemed to be confused and misunderstood, Guo Boyan explained with a smile: "Wenhe is a cousin of mine, and his book is fine."

Zhao Heng heard that Mrs. Fu mentioned Liang Shao, Mrs. Tai's maiden nephew, and Juren who was in the middle of his family. He left Beijing after being left. It was insignificant, but Zhao Heng also knew that Guo Xiao would never mention Liang Shao casually. , Her slightly changed expression is evidence.

"Daddy!" His daughter called him, Zhao Heng's eyes softened, took her daughter to hold him personally, and led the princess away.

Guo Xiao didn't squint, no one looked.

Guo Boyan glanced at his eldest son, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"Is the prince still entering the palace this afternoon?" Song Jianing asked casually on the way home.

Zhao Heng nodded: "Sit down and leave." Chunwei is approaching, and the Hanlin Academy is busy.

Song Jianing still wanted to chat, and saw her daughter yawning with her mouth open, she smiled and motioned for the prince to look.

The daughter was sleepy, Zhao Heng slowed down slightly, and the couple walked to the door of the upper room, Zhao Zhao was already asleep.

Zhao Heng handed it to the nurse and watched the nurse leave before he and Song Jianing entered the house.

It was cold outside, so Song Jianing poured him a bowl of hot tea.

Zhao Heng took the tea bowl, brought it to his mouth, paused, put it on the table again, and looked up at the princess in front of him.

Song Jianing asked in confusion, "Is it wrong?"

Looking at her like this, Zhao Heng understood that Liang Shao had no influence on her, but he didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark.

"You have a grudge with Liang Shao?" Zhao Heng stared at her and asked.

Song Jianing's eyes widened. It's not that she doesn't have a city mansion. It's that the prince's words are too ruthless and accurate, and there is no beginning or end. No one can figure out how he saw it. She didn't pretend to be confused with him, Zhao Heng felt a little more comfortable in her chest, took her tender little hand to lead the person to her arms, squeezed, and whispered: "Frankly confess, if there is any concealment, it will be punished."

Song Jianing had tasted the punishment of the prince, and his actions also hinted at the means of punishment, and Song Jianing's ears became hot. Since the prince is still thinking about it, Song Jianing is not afraid, leaning on his shoulder, touching his chest with a little hand and saying: "Then I said, the prince must not be angry."

Zhao Heng said.

Song Jianing said angrily: "Before I married Wang Yezi, my grandmother kindly kept Liang Shao studying at the Guogong Mansion, but he, he secretly sent me poems..."

Zhao Heng's strength increased by a point, and then he relaxed, and continued to ask, "What poem? Read it to me."

Song Jianing bit her lip, thinking about it carefully, but couldn't remember.

Zhao Heng looked at the fruitless look of her recollection, suddenly laughed, lowered his head and kissed her ear: "It looks like it's a bad poem."

Song Jianing’s ears itchy, and when she shrunk her neck, she suddenly remembered a poem read by the prince. There is a female demon and beautiful. She remembered one sentence, and then remembered that in addition to sending poems, Liang Shao also painted her portrait. , That painting technique is unworthy for her prince to be a paper-cutting eunuch. One is the dragon in the sky, and the other is the worm on the ground. The worm sends her to others, and the dragon protects her in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, Song Jianing kissed him on his face. Without controlling it, he made a chirp.

Zhao Heng actually still has a question. I also want to ask her if Guo Xiao knows about it. But feeling her passion, Zhao Heng didn’t want to ask after seeing her embracing her shy gesture of covering her face. Strode towards the inner room. Liang Shao's broken leg was probably Guo Xiao's hands and feet. Guo Xiao wanted to please her, but...

"Master, don't miss the time to enter the palace."

Her thoughts were interrupted, Zhao Heng bowed her head, her cheeks were rosy, her apricot eyes were full of spring, showing the most attractive appearance, persuading him to do business.

"No hurry." Zhao Heng put her on the bed and pressed it down.

Guo Xiao did everything possible to please her, but didn't know that he was the only one in her heart, Zhao Heng.