National Beauty

The privy envoy Cao Yu led his troops to besie Jinyang City from all sides. Because of the strong walls of Jinyang City, the army was unable to attack for a long time, but generals such as Han Da and Guo Xiao still stationed on the northern line to prevent the Liao State from sending troops again.

On this day, Guo Xiao was patrolling the river with a team of horses and horses. He suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. Guo Xiaolema looked back and saw his sister-in-law Han Zhengchang hurriedly approaching. Guo Xiao motioned for his men to continue to move forward. He waited for a while, and when Han Zhengchang caught up, the two followed the river patrol soldiers unhurriedly.

The two chatted about the battle and turned to family affairs. Han Zhengchang smiled and said: "There is a letter from the capital, Wang Hao is happy, Ting Fang asked me to tell you."

The princess is happy...

Guo Xiao looked ahead, Han Zhengchang couldn't see the emotion in his eyes, only the corners of his brother-in-law's lips were rising, he should be happy for the good news of the other sister, right? Han Zhengchang ran this trip to announce the good news. When the matter was over, he had another errand. He said goodbye to Guo Xiao and turned his horse to leave.

Guo Xiao grasped the rein in his hand, but his legs were stiff and forgot to use force. The steed under his hip could not feel the master's meaning, so he slowly stopped. In the early spring, the Northland is still cold, and the river next to it is gurgling, and the sound of the water is even more depressing. Guo Xiao sat on the horse, and it took a long time to hear the sound of water again. After returning to his senses, he saw that the river patrol soldier in front had already walked out of half a mile, and he was the only one left here.

She was overjoyed. He was only a few months away from Beijing, and she was pregnant with Shouwang's child. She was just fifteen. How often does Shouwang want?

Guo Xiao smiled again, jumped off the steed with a smile, lost the saber around his waist, and plunged into the river. The river was icy, and thousands of chills swarmed at him. Guo Xiao closed his eyes and sank, until the cold pressure extinguished his jealousy that almost burned him, Guo Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and swam towards the water. go with.

"Dutou!" the soldiers who followed the sound hurriedly shouted.

Guo Xiao wiped his face and saw the group of soldiers underneath. He laughed loudly: "I haven't bathed for many days, and my body is itchy. It really feels comfortable to take a dip!"

The soldiers on the river patrol looked at each other when they heard the words. They were so cold that they could still laugh. Isn't it mad?

Guo Xiao was not crazy, soaking up to the point that his body was almost numb, he immediately went ashore and took off a wet suit in front of a group of his men, revealing a strong chest. But the river patrol soldiers didn't look at Lord Dutou's chest. They all looked down. They saw that the second general of Dutou had not been frozen, but was even more dignified. They were both envious and inferior.

Guo Xiao casually pulled one of his men, took off his shirt and wiped his body, then grabbed the other and took off his armor, and ordered the deputy head to continue to lead the tour. He quickly returned to the camp, and he did not rush to replace it after he entered the camp. The armor that didn't fit was snatched, and someone was ordered to bring the wine, and one person filled the whole jar. After drinking and changing his clothes, Guo Xiao stepped out of the camp again and became the solemn and majestic Ma Jundu.

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In the dead of night, Song Jianing woke up suddenly.

She dreamed that she was admiring flowers by the lotus pond. She accidentally fell into the water. The moment she fell into the water, the little lotus pond suddenly became the endless water of Taihu Lake. She struggled desperately, but there was a horror in the water. The terrifying huge beast rushed towards her with a big mouth full of fangs, and when the beast approached and Song Jianing clearly saw the bottomless black mouth of the other party, she woke up in shock.

Song Jianing was still in shock. She turned around and saw Wang Shou sleeping beside her. She slowly moved over, with her head resting on his shoulders and her hands hugging his waist. His chest became heavier, Zhao Heng woke up from a deep sleep, still sleepy, only turned around and hugged his petite wife, and asked vaguely: "What's wrong?"

Song Jianing shrank into his arms more and more: "I have a nightmare."

"It's okay." Zhao Heng closed his eyes and touched her head, and fell asleep again.

He only woke up for a while, but his warm and broad embrace, his soft "nothing", and the soothing touch of his head all made Song Jianing feel at ease. She lay dependently in his arms until her sleepiness surged, until she felt that she was not comfortable enough to hold it, so Song Jianing left his arms again and fell asleep with her back to him.

When they woke up, the couple forgot about it.

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The siege of Jinyang City is still going on, but in March, the capital is already in full bloom, and the people who are far from the war live and work in peace and contentment, and have not been affected by the war in the slightest. The court ministers all knew that the Great Zhou would definitely win this time, so they were no longer as cautious as they were during the war in the first month of the first month. After a ten-year holiday, those with yaxing would accompany their wives and children to go outing.

Song Jianing had been very tortured during this period. Just a few days after she was sure that she had a heartbeat, she began to vomit during mornings and vomiting, which was very serious, and she almost vomited what she ate. Zhao Heng asked the imperial physician in the palace to treat her, but it was useless. The kitchen was about to cook all the meals in the recipe, but it was still useless. As long as Song Jianing eats, she will definitely vomit out after a while.

Song Jianing knew that King Shou was also irritable, but she couldn't control her tears, and the tears would fall down when she was uncomfortable. Zhao Heng worried that she was worried about the child again, and finally even figured out a way to let Song Jianing return to the government office to live for a while. Song Jianing returned to the Guogong Mansion in a sedan chair, and then she didn't know whether it was her mother who took good care of her every day, or whether her younger brother's innocent and lively face made her feel comfortable, so she could barely eat something.

After living in Guogong’s mansion for a whole month, in mid-March, Song Jianing’s morning sickness finally eased. After discussing with his mother, Song Jianing moved back to the palace with the maids who were waiting next to him, and sat on the warm couch next to the window to rest, while reading "Records of the History" absently, hoping that King Shou would come back soon. The prince of my own family was kind to her in private, but on the bright side, she had been faint. She moved to the Guogong Mansion for so long, and the prince only visited her once. Today, the couple has not seen her for half a month.

Touching her thin face, it is no longer sleazy, and then looking at her slender wrist, the blood jade bracelet that the prince gave her hangs loosely on it, Song Jianing feels happy. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, because of morning sickness, although she has passed a month that is not as good as death, she unexpectedly loses weight, even her chest is small, and she has become a skinny beauty like the wind blows.

Thin is beautiful, she becomes beautiful, the prince will definitely like her more, right?

In order to surprise his prince, Song Jianing did not go out to greet him for the first time in the evening when the birthday king returned. He sat on the couch in a flustered manner and waited, and pretending to be mysteriously blocking his face with "Records of the History".

In the front yard, learning that his little princess had come back without saying hello, Zhao Heng couldn't help speeding up his pace, put on a jade-colored home-style gown, and hurried to the backyard immediately. But the princess who always rushed to the door of the hall with a smile and waited for him did not come out today. Zhao Heng's expression changed slightly. The first thought was that she was too weak to even walk, otherwise she would be cautious. Be obedient and will definitely come out to welcome him.

Ignoring the maids who bowed their heads and saluted, Zhao Heng went straight to the east room, and was about to walk into the inner room, when Yu Guang suddenly saw a figure on the warm couch. Zhao Heng paused and saw her wearing a pink shirt leaning against the window, her face covered in

The third volume of "Historical Records" was blocked, only revealing a thick black hair bun and a small hand that looked like a beautiful jade holding a scroll.

She didn't go out to meet him, knew that he had come in, and didn't say hello. She looked very disrespectful, but Zhao Heng didn't realize her rudeness at all. He just wanted to see his little princess quickly. Misunderstanding that she was fascinated by reading, Zhao Heng coughed lightly. Song Jianing heard this, her cheeks were inexplicably hot, she put down the book little by little, her eyes drooping, her face like a peach blossom.

Her book slowed down. Zhao Heng first saw the sparse bangs on her forehead, followed by her eyebrows and black eyes, and finally her face.

Zhao Heng stared blankly.

She had a melon face, not as big as his palm, she was so cute and charming. Now she suddenly thins down, lowering her eyes timidly, Chu Chu is pitiful and pitiful, but Zhao Heng feels unfamiliar and feels that it is not his princess at all, the thin beauty in front of the window is beautiful, but not as smooth as his little princess...

The man remained motionless, and Song Jianing raised his eyes curiously. Seeing him standing in front of the couch, there was no surprise or joy in his eyes. Instead, his thin lips tightened as if a little angry. Song Jianing panicked, stood up quickly, lowered his head and sat on the edge of the couch, wanting to put on shoes first. The prince is not happy, that is not the time to act like a baby.

But before he touched the embroidered shoes, the man suddenly leaned over and hugged her into his arms.

The familiar embrace, the familiar faint scent of scrolls, and the missing for half a month instantly dispelled Song Jianing’s anxiety. She also reached out and hugged his thin waist, rubbing his head against him: "Master, I miss you so much." At mother By her side, she ate well, but she always missed him, especially at night, she would be curious about what he was doing, whether she also missed her.

"Why, so thin like this?" She was already petite, and became even smaller when she was thinner. Zhao Heng touched her thin waist and asked in a low voice. Had it not been for her familiar timidity, Zhao Heng would suspect that the Guo family had found someone who looked exactly like her from somewhere, and sent him back to fool him.

After being ridiculed by Fatty for so many years, I finally heard someone praise her for losing weight. Song Jianing raised her mouth and said with excitement: "I ate less this month and lost weight without knowing it. Does the prince like it?" He lifted his head in his arms and looked expectantly at the man above his head.

Zhao Heng lowered his head, and saw that she could still laugh, and somehow suddenly remembered the thing she used to wrap her breasts. Looking down, Zhao Heng squeezed her face around her slightly deflated skirt, and said solemnly, "I don't like it. From today, I will add more meals."

Song Jianing was here looking forward to boasting, but he unexpectedly ordered him to come back with a meal and was immediately stunned.

She stupidly opened her mouth, her face thinner, her apricot eyes were still the clear eyes he was familiar with, and her lips were as rosy and full as he remembered. Zhao Heng temporarily forgot to investigate her thinness, supporting her head with one hand and holding her arms He held her shoulder and leaned over to kiss her. His lips were hot, Song Jianing responded subconsciously. After a while, she also forgot about the problem of thinness and fatness, and clasped his shoulders with her hands.

Zhao Heng just picked her up and went to the inner room. She was pregnant, so naturally he wouldn't do anything. He just came across the peach that shrank a little. Zhao Heng let go of her mouth and reminded again: "Eat more and don't vomit."

When he finished speaking, Song Jianing blushed and nodded, finally understanding why the prince disliked her and lost weight.

Turns out I like her bulging...