National Beauty

Song Jianing woke up, with familiar soreness and lingering throbbing on his body. The lingering before going to bed made him shy and moving aftertaste.

It was already the setting sun, the light in the interior was dim, but there was no depressive breath anymore, peaceful and serene. Song Jianing lay lazily for a while, put on her shirt to cover up the handprints or hickeys left by Zhao Heng, then looked at the door of the inner room, and called out hesitantly: "Wu Niang?" Now she was next to Wu Niang. The mother is a post-ji maid, but she is busy reuniting with the prince today, and she doesn't know what happened to Wu Niang.

As soon as her voice fell, Wu Niang's cheerful voice came from outside: "Come on."

Song Jianing was relieved, Wu Niang was arranged for her by Guo Xiao, and she was afraid that the prince would shut down Wu Niang.

However, Wu Niang was indeed imprisoned for an hour. When Song Jianing was asleep, the land of Shu was still in chaos, Zhao Heng was busy with political affairs, and Wu Niang was at the trial of Fu Gong. Wu Niang didn't know much, and she still firmly believed that Guo Xiao was just a leader of the rebels, and a brave man went to the capital to **** the head of Princess Shou, pure and honest. Father Fu did not find out anything, and after reporting to the prince, according to the prince's instructions, continue to let Wu Niang serve the princess.

"Wang Hao, you are awake, and it will be dark if you don't wake up." Wu Niang stepped forward quickly and saw the princess whose face was like a begonia spread with blue silk on the bed. Wu Niang was suddenly stunned, staring at Song Jianing as if she didn't know him. .

Song Jianing saw what she had done with the prince, and turned her head embarrassedly, her eyes were full of spring love, her cheeks flushed with shame, if she was like a poor little flower bullied by wind and rain in front of Guo Xiao, now Just after being moisturized by Zhao Heng, she was a peony that was tenderly blooming in the spring breeze, and it came alive.

"Princess, you are so beautiful." Wu Niang subconsciously stepped lightly and came to Song Jianing in awe, and continued to look at the fairy-like princess foolishly. Before seeing King Shou, Wu Niang would occasionally feel that the privy envoy seemed to have deep-rooted affection for the princess, and even if they robbed them, they were reluctant to force the princess. For such a man, the princess would not feel wronged when he followed him, but he witnessed the immortal of Shou Wang. Generally, they rode up to the princess on horseback, picked up the princess and walked away. Wu Niang finally understood why the princess only missed the princess day and night. The prince is distinguished, talented and handsome. If she is replaced by her, who dares to ruin her good marriage, she will definitely scold his ancestor for the eighteenth generation!

Song Jianing looked down and smiled, twisted for a moment, looked out the window and asked, "Where is the prince?"

Wu Niang said: "The prince discusses important matters with a few adults, saying that he will accompany you for dinner."

Song Jianing nodded, asked Wu Niang about his situation in the past half-day, and then washed and dressed. Zhao Heng prepared a few women's clothes for her, but to be cautious, if Song Jianing wants to go out, he still has to change into men's clothes to avoid suspicion. Only the clothes, Song Jianing doesn't care, as long as the prince is by his side, she will be comfortable if she tells her to wear coarse linen.

Just after getting dressed, Zhao Heng came. Wu Niang bowed his head and stepped aside. Song Jianing walked a few steps forward and saw him in a jade robe with curtains coming in. His original white face was darker and still elegant, but three more. The majesty and heroic spirit of the military commander, like a beautiful jade, was so outstanding that she felt unfamiliar, as if she had returned to the time when she first met, he was a superior prince, she was just an ordinary girl.

"Just woke up?" The immortal man asked her jokingly, his eyes softened.

That sense of distance disappeared suddenly, Song Jianing leaned forward, thinking of Wu Niang before raising his foot, and was able to stop his pace. Zhao Heng was curious about what she wanted to do, and he cast Wu Niang away with a look, and he stopped in front of the door and waited for her. There are no outsiders, Song Jianing has no scruples anymore, trotting into his arms and hugging him reliantly.

This person is her heaven. When he is not there, she is like duckweed with nowhere to rely on. When he comes, she takes root, and she is not afraid of wind and rain.

Zhao Heng smiled and hugged his woman, with his face pressed against the top of her head and enjoying the tranquility for a while, then pinched her waist and threw it up. Song Jianing exclaimed and clung to his shoulders, Zhao Heng supported him. Hold her leg, hug her to the bed like a child. Several times in the day, Zhao Heng had no desires at this time and just wanted to talk to her.

Song Jianing had a lot of words, none of which had anything to do with her. He kept asking Brother You and Zhaozhao, and he felt like an arrow. Zhao Heng missed the children too, and put his arms around her and said, "Wait a minute, we will leave in half a month." There are too many hidden dangers that need to be solved in the land of Shu, and he can't go away for a while.

Song Jianing bit her lip and talked in a low voice: "Then the prince will send someone to take me home first?" She missed the children and didn't want to delay a day.

Zhao Heng's eyes sank, frowning to look at her.

Just look at it. He didn't speak, he was obviously angry, but Song Jianing didn't understand what he was angry at. At another time, Song Jianing would never ask again, but she too wanted to see her sons and daughters who were four months apart soon, so she mustered up the courage to explain: "You brother doesn't want me, Zhaozhao must want to break, I will go back soon. She feels relieved as soon as possible. Besides, I pretended to be sick for too long, I'm afraid some people have already suspected it."

What she said was all from the bottom of her heart, and Xingyan looked at him sincerely.

Zhao Heng knows the truth, but he has already lost her once, and he has just found her back. Zhao Heng dare not let Song Jianing leave his guardian area again. Guo Xiao is unclear whether he will give her an idea on her way back to Beijing. ? At this juncture, Zhao Heng couldn't rest assured to give her to anyone except himself.

This is safety, and what Zhao Heng is even more unacceptable is that if the two are reunited for less than a day, she can ruthlessly abandon him? Even if it was his own flesh and blood, and his beloved son and daughter, Zhao Heng could not accept her. Zhao Heng's chest was blocked since she proposed to leave first.

"When do you want to leave?" Zhao Heng asked calmly, as if finally figured it out.

Song Jianing was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Is it okay tomorrow?" Guo Xiao took her to Shu and drove on the road without darkness and night. After 20 days, she also went back to Beijing day and night, and she would be able to see the children before the end of the month. .

His mind was full of beautiful and lovely Zhaozhao and the white and fat brother You. Song Jianing didn't notice Zhao Heng's slightly twitching lips. When she looked at him expectantly, Zhao Heng had returned to normal, and nodded: "Yes. ."

"The prince is so kind." Song Jianing hugged him again and kissed him sweetly.

Zhao Heng smiled.

Now that the departure for tomorrow has been set, Song Jianing has begun to reluctant to bear the prince again, sticking to Zhao Heng at night like a thick candy, without desire, after all, she is tired during the day, but she just likes to hold him and depend on him. She hugged her innocently, Zhao Heng held a fire, silently rubbed her for a moment and a half, Zhao Heng suddenly turned over and pressed her firmly.

Song Jianing was surprised and covered her mouth. Also, come again?

Zhao Heng replied with action.

Song Jianing became a salted fish. He was frying it over and over. Both sides were not free. After a fierce battle, Song Jianing was sweaty and greasy. It really became a fish in the water, lying on his chest like a breath of anger, only left. It's panting. Zhao Heng's breathing first calmed down, and he unconsciously rubbed her shoulders with his big hands, and said dumbly: "As soon as the land of Shu was recovered, there were officials planning to send gold and silver or send beauties, which is not proper."

beauty?

Song Jianing, who was so tired that she fell asleep, opened her eyes and bit her lip. She continued to bury her in his arms, and asked casually: "Give it to you?"

Zhao Heng said.

Song Jianing couldn't help but squeezed his hand tightly, and his tender fingertips ran across Zhao Heng's firm chest, making his heart beat a few more times. Song Jianing didn’t pay attention, she secretly posed sour water in her heart. There were beauties from the land of Shu, and she was famous in all dynasties. The prince loved her, mainly because of her face, in case someone gave a Shu that was more beautiful than her. Girl, will the prince be tempted?

Song Jianing was anxious to return to the capital because she was very relieved of the prince, but now, Song Jianing was not so relieved.

"Then, did the prince take it?" Song Jianing slowly raised his head, staring at him with uneasy eyes.

Zhao Heng put one hand on the back of his head, followed her loose long hair with one hand, and looked straight at her and said: "You are here, I won't accept one, you are not here, I can't guarantee it."

Song Jianing's face turned pale all at once, and her tears came as soon as she said it. She was so close that she didn't expect it. She was afraid of being seen by him. He is the prince, and he might still be the emperor. Song Jianing was prepared before marrying him, but at that time she only regarded him as a superior nobleman. Now she is not anymore. The prince treats her so well that she has forgotten it. , One day he will accept other women.

With his status, it is right for his wives and concubines to be in groups. Song Jianing doesn't blame the prince, she just suffers from herself.

She couldn't hold back her tears. Song Jianing wanted to wipe it off secretly. As soon as she raised her hand, she was caught by someone. The man under her suddenly turned over and pressed her underneath again. With this movement, Song Jianing's eyes burst into tears, and Zhao Heng looked straight.

"Why are you crying?" There were still tears in her eyes, and her eyes were full of grievances, as if he had really accepted beauties. Zhao Heng was pitiful and angry, wiped her new tears, and said in a low voice: "I said casually, do you believe it?" He was always so stupid that he couldn't even hear a joke.

How could Song Jianing not believe it? He said so seriously, he was still gentle the moment before, and he became ruthless in a blink of an eye.

"It's funny, don't cry." Seeing that she was really scared, Zhao Heng kissed her eyes helplessly and whispered, "I thought you would not leave if I said that."

Silly girl crying, he just doesn't want her to go.

Song Jianing was stunned, looking at him with blurred tears.

Zhao Heng closed her eyes and also covered her eyes, not used to such intercourse.

Song Jianing reacted, it turned out that the prince was reluctant to leave her.

"Don't go, where is the prince, where I will be, when the prince is done, let's go home together." Holding his thin waist, Song Jia said guiltily and sincerely. She was wrong, she only missed the child and ignored the prince's heart for her.

"Don't want to make it clear?" Zhao Heng asked, rubbing her earlobe.

Song Jianing's neck was itchy, her voice was flattering: "I want to..."

Zhao Heng moved for a while, and her long eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly. If she was afraid that he would take the talent and stay behind, then...

"But I also miss the prince. I can't sleep all night." Song Jianing pressed his head and murmured how much she missed him, "I miss you, but I am also afraid, afraid that the prince will dislike me and don't want me..."

Song Jianing could not say the rest, his mouth was blocked by Zhao Heng, and he was lingering again.