National Beauty

Song Jianing had a door bolt in the inner room of the palace, but she and Zhao Heng seldom fell the bolt, because without the master's order, the maids would not dare to enter, leaving the door instead, it was convenient for the maids to come in and wait on them at night. When she arrived in Shu, Song Jianing needed peace of mind, but the first day she stayed in Guo Xiao's mansion, she found that the interior room here had only two delicately carved hollow door panels, which were unbolted.

Song Jianing was not sure whether Guo Xiao was intentional or unintentional, but she was afraid that she had to move a chair to the door every night. At least some people wanted to sneak over in the middle of the night, and she could hear the sound.

It was Pearl that was watching the night tonight. Guo Xiao called the door. Pearl didn't even think about asking Song Jianing for instructions, so he opened the door of the hall, so Guo Xiao went all the way. If he wanted to, he could open the door and enter. But Guo Xiao didn't. Stopping outside the door of the inner room, Guo Xiao was silent for a moment in the dark before raising his hand to knock on the door.

His hand seemed to hit her heart, Song Jianing tried his best to conceal his panic, pretending to be sleepy and asked: "Pearl?"

"I, tomorrow morning I will send troops to Jianmen, and I have something to tell you." Guo Xiao said calmly.

Send troops to the sword gate?

Song Jianing was suspicious. According to Guo Xiao’s previous words, Li Shun said that the emperor did not intend to continue to conquer the city outside the Shu area for the time being. Now he sent Guo Xiao to Jianmen because the rebels wanted to expand the territory, or the court sent troops to suppress it. ? Thinking of this, Song Jianing's heartbeat suddenly speeded up. If the lamp vendor kindly helped her deliver the letter, the prince would have known that she was in Shu area. In other words, the prince might have come to suppress the rebels himself?

For the first time, Song Jianing couldn't wait to see Guo Xiao, and wanted to confirm the whereabouts of the prince. But when he looked up, he saw the darkness of the house. Only the dim moonlight was showing the outline of the screens and cabinets. Song Jianing began to be afraid again. If the prince really comes, Guo Xiao will be stimulated, and in a rage wants to occupy her first...

Song Jianing shivered uncontrollably as his eyes fell to the door.

"An'an, open the door." Guo Xiao urged in a low voice, his broad palm already pressed against the door panel, and he could push it open with a little force.

Song Jianing smiled bitterly, what if she was afraid, Guo Xiao wanted to come in, she couldn't stop it.

"My lord, wait a minute." Song Jianing raised her voice, deliberately made the movement of getting out of bed and changing clothes, and took the opportunity to tiptoe to the door, first secretly moved the chair, and then increased the sound of footsteps, and walked towards the door. She wanted to persuade Guo Xiao to speak in the hall or even a few times, but before Song Jianing could walk over, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Guo Xiao came in.

Song Jianing shivered with fright, and instinctively backed away. She tried to calm down, but Guo Xiao closed the door with her backhand and said dumbly: "Light on."

His act of closing the door had already hinted at his intention, Song Jianing was extremely cold, but after despair, Song Jianing suddenly stopped shaking. She was robbed by Guo Xiao on the second day of the first month. At this moment, she was afraid for more than three months and defended for more than three months.

No longer trying in vain to make excuses to lure him out, Song Jianing turned around, fumbled to Huozhezi, and lit the lamp on the desk near the window. When the light was on, she didn't even look at Guo Xiao. She sat straight on the side of the desk, with her hands folded on her legs, and the right hand underneath sneaked out the scissors in the left sleeve. At this moment, Song Jianing was unexpectedly calm. She quietly watched the jumping candlelight in front of her. In her mind, Brother You's white and fat face, Zhaozhao in a pink skirt, was...

Only when the prince's figure emerged, Song Jianing's vision became blurred, and the candlelight seemed to have become two or threefold.

Guo Xiao saw the color of the water in her eyes. The night was quiet. She sat there motionless, her long black hair falling softly, slightly messy. The faint yellow candle light softened her pale face. He knew she was afraid of despair, but her under the light was really beautiful, like a warm jade, with tears in her apricot eyes, beautiful and fragile, as if she was touched. Just broken.

"An An, the court dispatched troops to Shu, he is the commander-in-chief." Sitting across from her, Guo Xiao said, looking at her.

Song Jianing closed her eyes, tears rolling down. The prince could see the small prints hidden in the sachet, and she was content. The prince did not dislike her being taken away by others, and was willing to come to rescue her personally. She was also content. But from the bottom of his bones, Song Jianing still wanted to live, to see the prince and her pair of children alive.

Lifting his head, Song Jianing suffocated the remaining tears, and said to the window: "If you want to be ignorant, unless you can do nothing, it must be what you have shown in the capital. The prince has already found out. Brother, let's brother and sister, I really I don’t want you to have an accident. Before the prince has entered Chengdu, you go quickly and go to a place where no one recognizes you. If the prince can’t catch you, I won’t confess you, so the prince will not be able to anger the government, otherwise ..."

"He can't catch me." Guo Xiao interrupted her, her voice still calm, and then under Song Jianing's shocked gaze, Guo Xiao smiled and laughed decisively: "The battle of Jianmenguan, who wins and who loses is still unknown. Even if he wins, I will self-destruct his appearance before he catches me. There is no evidence of his death. How does he govern the crime of the government? What's more, the government is your maiden family, it is Brother You, Zhaozhao’s mother, he won’t move unless he hates your sons and daughters."

Song Jianing looked down, confused, with the prince on one side and the step-brother and brother on the other.

"I'll be leaving tomorrow morning, do you have something to tell me?" Guo Xiao suddenly got up and walked towards her slowly.

Song Jianing suddenly forgot about the others, and suddenly left the seat, grasping the scissors against his neck, and threatening Guo Xiao desperately in the dimness: "Don't come over, take a step closer, and I will die in front of you immediately!"

Guo Xiao didn't believe it, his eyes fixed on her, and he lifted his right foot seemingly indifferent.

Song Jianing saw it, clenched his teeth, pressed his hand, the tip of the scissors immediately pierced his neck, and blood gushed out.

Guo Xiao's pupils shrank, and he shouted angrily: "Dare you!"

Song Jianing burst into tears: "You don't want me to live, why don't I dare to die?"

Guo Xiao pursed his lips and stared at her for a while. Guo Xiao smiled suddenly, shook his head, took two steps back, and looked at her again: "Once I thought, as long as I treat you well, you will follow me sooner or later. , I didn’t expect you to be willing to die for him. He would rather delay the treatment of your eyes and save you first. Sure enough, your husband and wife are deeply in love."

"What are you talking about?" Song Jianing's face changed drastically. He looked at Guo Xiao in horror, not afraid of death, but shuddered all over when he heard that the king's eyes were injured.

Guo Xiao sneered, sitting on the chair that Song Jianing just now, and said coldly: "In the first month, he fought fiercely with the Liao army. He was shot in the right eye by the Liao general Ye Luxiong who shot through my chest. His life was big and the arrow was only wiped. Bian. If he treats the capital honestly, he will probably only scrap one right eye, but he travels all the way, I'm afraid..."

Lord, the right eye is gone?

Song Jianing stunned distressedly, staring at Guo Xiao, but he couldn't see him. His head was full of princes, the painful appearance of princes after being injured. It is precisely because of this that when Guo Xiao rushed over like an arrow from the string, Song Jianing didn't respond. After she realized what was happening, she realized that it was too late to react. Guo Xiao took the scissors and threw them to the ground. The next moment, she was carried by Guo Xiao!

"Guo Xiao!" Song Jianing struggled desperately, and Guo Xiao didn't care. He rushed to the bed with a few strides and threw the person down.

He was too strong, Song Jianing fell on the bed and her back hurts, but she couldn't take care of it anymore, and she got up in a hurry when her head was still faint. How could Guo Xiao give her a chance to escape, pressing him up like a hungry tiger, holding it with one hand. She raised her hands above her head, pulled her clothes rudely with one hand, and tried to kiss her lips with her mouth.

Just like a nightmare recurring, scenes from the previous life reappeared before her eyes. Song Jianing knew how strong Guo Xiao was. She didn't fight anymore, so she bit her tongue hard while Guo Xiao bit her neck like a wolf. She did not resist, and Guo Xiao immediately noticed that something was wrong. He looked up and saw that she was actually trying to bite her tongue to commit suicide. Guo Xiao was shocked and immediately pinched her chin and forced her to let go.

The candlelight from a distance shone through the screen, Song Jianing saw Guo Xiao's red eyes, and Guo Xiao also saw the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth. She refused to give it to him when she died, and she didn't want to accept his heart when she died, so what was his tolerance for the first three months? The original heavy breathing became heavier, like a wolf that was on the verge of starvation before jumping on its prey. Looking at the blood that stained her cheeks, Guo Xiao was crazy, so crazy that he forgot all his tenderness and pity, only the man's desire for a woman. !

"Bite, let me see how you bite!" Guo Xiao knelt down on her with one hand pinching her chin, with the other hand tore her clothes apart, grabbed the pieces and stuffed them into her mouth. Song Jianing was horrified and desperate. She didn't want to be bullied by him alive, and don't be invaded by him again when she died! Guo Xiao was crazy, she was crazy too, clutching him desperately with both hands, trying to break his hand that clamped her chin. The woman who wanted to die was so strong that she grabbed the back of Guo Xiao's hand with her nails, and her nails were dripping with blood.

Guo Xiao is not afraid, even if she scratches his hand, he wants to order her. After blocking Song Jianing again, Guo Xiao continued to slap her into her mouth!

"Guo Xiao!" In the dark night, Song Jianing tried his best, hoarse!

Guo Xiao was startled, because she had never spoken so loudly before. From the first day she set foot in the Guogong Mansion, she had been timid and weak. Although her grandmother changed her little family spirit, she was also quiet and well-behaved. Arguing with people with red faces, they are naturally weak and bully.

"Guo Xiao, do you want me to die, do I have to die to avoid you..." Under his pressure, Song Jianing forgot that Zhao Heng had forgotten his children, she was not the fourth girl of the National Palace , Not Princess Shou, at this moment, she is just Song Jianing, just Song Jianing who has been entangled with Guo Xiao for two lifetimes. Tears were raging, Song Jianing could not see Guo Xiao clearly, but she knew it was him. When she died in her last life, Guo Xiao was not there. She had no chance to let Guo Xiao know her heart for him. After he committed suicide, she wanted Guo Xiao to know.

"Guo Xiao, I don’t hate you. If it’s not you, I will fall into the hands of others. If not your father, my mother and I will die. I owe you. I admit it. I really don’t hate it. I just ask for the next life. , Don't let me meet you again..."

What's the use of hate when people die? Song Jianing didn't want to hate. Now, she only wants the suffering of this life to accumulate into the blessing of the next life. If she is destined in the next life, she will marry Zhao Heng as his wife. Whether he is a prince or a commoner, as long as it is Zhao Heng , As long as you don't meet Guo Xiao again, she has nothing to ask for.

After finishing talking, Song Jianing closed her eyes. Apart from tears on her face and messy hair, she looked peaceful, without resentment or fear.

Guo Xiao couldn't do anything anymore. The craziness in his eyes didn't know when it would fade away, leaving him in despair.

She didn't want him, not in this life, nor in the next life. He separated her and his children, and he wanted to take her. She said she didn't hate him, and only wanted to never see him again in the next life.

"Why?" Guo Xiao bitterly, slowly lowered his head, and rubbed her sideways against her damp face, "I was not good enough to you when I was a child?"

Before he finished speaking, there were two warmths rolling along the adjoining face to her ear sockets.

Song Jianing suddenly thought of his childhood. She likes to eat yam cakes in the palace. When she returned to Guogong's mansion, Guo Xiao accompanied Tingfang's sister to see her, with a box of yam cakes. Fireworks were set off on New Year's Eve. She backed away laughing and bumped into someone's chest. When she turned her head, she saw his eyes reflecting the fireworks. The brothers and sisters were having fun together. She accidentally bumped the tip of her nose, and Guo Xiao rushed over, gently supporting her shoulders with both hands, but people scolded her coldly.

Okay? Is it not good?

It's useless, Song Jianing closed her eyes and whispered softly: "Brother, let me go, I want to go home."

He was destined to be her elder brother as long as he met again in this life.