National Beauty

After the archery contest was over, Emperor Xuande led the eldest prince and the second prince away, and Guo Boyan accompanied him.

Watching Shengjia leave, Guo Xiao bowed to the third and fourth princes, and looked down and said: "Your Highness, please, I'll retire."

Zhao Heng nodded, and the four princes looked at Song Jianing and asked him: "Are you going back to the Changchun Palace? It just so happens that I also want to see the mother and concubine, let's go together."

The four princes were from Concubine Hui, and the Xianfu Palace of Concubine Hui was next to Changchun Palace. This excuse made sense.

Guo Xiao nodded and asked him to go first.

The four princes walked around Song Jianing directly and asked enthusiastically: "Your name is Jianing? How old are you this year?" When they were very close, the corners of Huagui robe touched Song Jianing's skirt.

Song Jianing is the daughter of a small family in the south of the Yangtze River. Now a prince is so friendly and enthusiastic to her. She is flattered and nervous. Naturally, people will answer whatever they ask, bowing her head and saying: "Go back to your highness, I'll do it. It will be eleven after the end of the year."

His Royal Highness heard this and looked at Princess Duanhui unexpectedly, and said with a smile: "It's not like, I thought you were younger than Duanhui."

Song Jianing clenched his cuffs, not knowing how to reply.

Princess Duanhui didn’t like to listen. Although she was only nine years old, she also knew that the more tender the face, the better, so she gave the fourth prince angrily: "Fourth brother’s eyes are so bad, the few arrows just were blind. Isn't it?" She was obviously tenderer and more lovely than Song Jianing.

The four princes ignored her and looked down at Song Jianing. Seeing that Song Jianing's flushed face was tender and more beautiful than the newly blooming peach blossom petals, he couldn't help squeezing it. Song Jianing reacted slowly, and only after being pinched, he covered half of his face in embarrassment. It was neither training nor grievance, and his head dropped lower.

Guo Xiao frowned and said solemnly, "His Royal Highness, what does this mean?"

The four princes touched their heads and grinned: "It is said that Jiangnan women have delicate skin and are made of water. I will try." Wei Guogong Guo Boyan married a widow as his wife and brought a daughter. He also heard about it before. So I know that Song Jianing grew up in Jiangnan.

"Is that tender or not?" Princess Duanhui asked with added enthusiasm, her tone full of contempt for Song Jianing, as if Song Jianing was just a little palace lady, and they could let them judge their merits.

Song Jianing actually understood that the four princes pinched her only because they were naughty and ignorant, not malicious, but Princess Duanhui's words made her extremely embarrassed, her small face turned red first, and quickly turned white again. The fourth prince had no heart and lungs. Just about to answer, Guo Xiao suddenly strode forward a few steps, stretched out his hand and pulled Song Jianing behind him, and said coldly to the fourth prince and Princess Duanhui: "Jianing is my fourth sister. Please look at the face of the Guogong Mansion and don’t be contemptuous."

In Guo Xiao's mind, the step-sister is an outsider and he can bully, but outside, the step-sister is also a younger sister and cannot tolerate bullying.

The fourth prince is favored on weekdays and his status is honorable. He is not afraid of Guo Xiao, but he has no intention of despising Song Jianing. He quickly said: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I really didn't mean that, just..." Realizing his mistake, the fourth prince bends over. , Sincerely apologized to Song Jianing: "Cousin Jianing, it was just me that was not good. You should not mess with your face. I promise not next time. You forgive me once?"

Song Jianing nodded and explained in a low voice: "I didn't blame your highness..."

Before he finished speaking, a cold gaze spread over his head. Song Jianing knew that it was Guo Xiao without even looking, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

She was afraid of Guo Xiao, but Princess Duanhui was angry with Guo Xiao. She was so angry that her eyes turned to tears. She complained incomparably: "Cousin, what kind of sister is she? I am your cousin, so you call my Highness? "The court lady **** called her her Royal Highness to be the rules, and her favorite cousin called so, that is the birth point, it is more sad than reprimanding her village woman!

Guo Xiao was somewhat jealous of the four princes. To Princess Duanhui, he directly scolded: "I am your cousin and Jianing is your cousin. If you treat her as an outsider, you don't recognize me."

"You, you, let me tell my grandmother!" He repeatedly defended Song Jianing. Princess Duanhui was angry and jealous. She slammed Song Jianing, wiped her eyes and ran so fast, the big red skirt undulated with the wind. Like a fiery red flower. Song Jianing stared at the back of Princess Duanhui blankly, and then at the tall and straight back of Guo Xiao next to him, worrying about Princess Duanhui's complaint, a trace of doubt rose in his heart.

Didn’t you say childhood sweethearts? Why is Guo Xiao so indifferent to Princess Duanhui?

"The princess was young and ignorant, so the third prince laughed." The fourth prince is a wrongdoer, and Guo Xiao doesn't need to be polite, but said to the third prince who has been walking silently on the other side of the fourth prince.

Zhao Heng shook his head slightly, saying that he didn't mind, then he looked ahead and continued to walk unhurriedly. His biological mother, Concubine Xian, had long since passed away. Zhao Heng basically had no chance to go to the harem, and he didn't need to go, but when he came out of the martial arts field, he had some way to go along with Guo Xiao and others, so he went together.

Princess Duanhui left and took away the little unhappiness that was just now. The fourth prince returned to Song Jianing's attention, ignoring Guo Xiao's cold face, and continued to approach Song Jianing, coaxing the child and asked: "Cousin Jianing, I am the fourth prince. You can call my fourth cousin in the future."

Song Jianing nodded perfunctorily.

The four princes squeezed her excitedly: "Call it now." The same as when Guo Fu and Guo Shu wanted to hear Song Jianing call his brother.

Song Jianing didn't know whether it was in compliance with the rules. Although she wanted to keep her distance from Guo Xiao, now she can only look at Guo Xiao, her nominal brother, for help.

Guo Xiao shook his head impenetrably, his eyes warned.

Song Jianing understood, bowed her head and declined: "His Royal Highness is honorable, I dare not overstep it."

The four princes looked at Guo Xiao and guessed that Guo Xiao was the cause of the problem. He hummed, then remembered another thing, and asked Song Jianing strangely: "Just now, why did my cousin Jianing choose my third brother?" Guo Xiao He can understand that the relationship between siblings is familiar, and he is also convinced to choose the most burly elder brother, and he may win the most, but the beautiful cousin is stubbornly stuttering with the third elder brother, and he is not convinced!

This…

Song Jianing secretly took aim at the third prince.

Zhao Heng looked indifferent and walked on his own, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the two.

Song Jianing was worried, and she definitely couldn't tell the truth, but it was false. She couldn't think of a suitable reason. After all, it was the first time she saw four princes today. It stands to reason that they should be treated equally. After racking his brains and couldn't think of it, Song Jianing lowered his head and pretended to be stupid, pouting her mouth and not talking. The four princes looked anxious, and only urged the beautiful little cousin, but did not notice that Guo Xiao and the third prince slowed down. The three teenagers unexpectedly followed Song Jianing's snail-like footsteps.

"Good cousin, tell me, I, I will give you New Year's Eve money." The fourth prince tried to ask it out.

Song Jianing almost laughed, pursing his red mouth to endure it. She is not short of money, do the four princes treat her as a money fan?

Her eyes were bright, and she became more and more teasing. The silver didn’t work, the fourth prince pinched his chin and caught a glimpse of the silk flower on Song Jianing’s head. He had an idea and suddenly picked the pink silk flower. In a blink of an eye, he walked around to the third prince and said with a hippie smile: "Cousin Jianing told me, I Just return the flower to you, otherwise it will be mine, and I will reward the little palace lady!"

Song Jianing touched the bun and made sure that the hair was not messed up, so she didn't worry anymore. It was just a silk flower, and it was gone.

The fish didn’t take the bait. The fourth prince who was fishing was so anxious that he squinted and fell on the face of the third prince. Then he understood at a glance, and suddenly realized that there was sourness and said: "I know, four of our brothers, The third brother is the best. Does cousin Jianing like my third brother?"

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy didn't know what it was like, but knew that he was making fun of this kind of thing.

Zhao Heng and Guo Xiao frowned at the same time, and at the same time they secretly observed Song Jianing.

She was framed by the fourth prince in front of the third prince that she liked people. Song Jianing's face turned red, and she quickly looked at the third prince. She tried to defend herself: "I don't have one, the fourth prince, don't talk nonsense."

She is not Princess Duanhui, she does not have the confidence that Princess Duanhui speaks loudly as she pleases, her voice is thin, her cheeks are red, and her watery apricot eyes glanced nervously at the three princes several times, and she fell in the eyes of the three teenagers, clearly small. The girl was annoyed by the piercing of her thoughts and became anxious.

Zhao Heng finally found the answer. It turned out that the fat girl bet he would win because he liked his face.

Women value appearance and will try their best to dress up to attract the person they like, but for a man, because his face is liked by a woman, it is not something to be proud of. It happened to be a fork in the road ahead, Zhao Heng didn't say hello, and led his people away. To the four princes, he is the elder brother, to Guo Xiao, he is the prince, and he is qualified to leave without saying goodbye.

He left the place too suddenly, Song Jianing only had time to see the indifferent profile of the third prince. She misunderstood that the third prince was ran away by her, and Song Jianing's heart was so cold that she burst into cold air. She "likes" the third prince with such an identity, which is no different from street beggars thinking about the gracious young lady. It is strange that the third prince is not angry.

The stepsister's face turned white again, and Guo Xiao sternly said to the four princes: "His Royal Highness is careful, my sister is young, and she has no selfish feelings for your Highness."

Concerning his reputation, Song Jianing finally found an excuse, blushing and cooperating: "The emperor asked me to choose. I was too nervous. The first thing I saw was the third majesty, so I chose him."

It turned out that the simple four princes immediately believed, and walked over with satisfaction, wanting to help Song Jianing to plant beads.

"Your Majesty." Guo Xiao raised his hand, snatching the bead flower domineering and courteous.

The fourth prince was a little upset, seeing that Guo Xiao didn't like him, he suddenly lost his interest, smiled at Song Jianing, and left.

Song Jianing breathed a sigh of relief, the fourth prince was really annoying.

"What you just said, is it the truth?"

A familiar cold question came over her head. Song Jianing raised her head and looked at Guo Xiao’s scrutiny gaze. She was stunned before reacting, and hurriedly emphasized in a low voice: "I really don’t like the three princes." She just wanted to bet on the three princes. Let the future emperor be happy, although the three princes were indifferent from beginning to end.

Her apricot eyes were clear, and only his figure was reflected inside. Guo Xiao believed it for the time being, leaning over, calmly helping her arranging flowers.

The young Lang Lengjun's face was in front of his eyes, his dark eyes were as ruthless as a cold pool, but he was doing meticulous things that didn't fit that cold. Song Jianing froze on the spot, suddenly remembering a scene that seemed to be familiar. It was a beautiful day of rest in the spring, Guo Xiao took her out to enjoy the flowers, and the peach forest was like a peach. She walked aimlessly behind him, walking, and the man turned around under a peach tree, not knowing when in his hands. One more flower. He told her not to move, he helped her hairpin.

Song Jianing's eyes were in a daze, and the days that he had forgotten at the end of his previous life, now that I think about it, I don’t have any feelings...

"I don't like the best. He is a prince anyway, not what you can think of." After the flowers were arranged, Guo Xiao whispered in his stepsister's ear.

Song Jianing blinked, her misty apricot eyes regained her clarity, and she smiled obediently in response to Guo Xiao's cold gaze.

She doesn't even deserve to be a concubine for the grandfather's mansion, so how dare she covet the future emperor?

Without Guo Xiao's reminder, she will also remember her identity. In this life, it is enough to marry an honest man who treats her wholeheartedly.