National Beauty

After nearly an hour of swimming in the river, Song Jianing slept for half an hour. When Ting Fang woke up, his arms were numb, and a trace was drawn on the small face on his right. Her face was ruddy, her apricot eyes were hazy, and her hair was messy. Ting Fang lightly nodded his sister's forehead, looked at the bow and said, "Fortunately, the eldest brother invited the two princes to go outside, otherwise you will be seen by others and you will be laughed at."

Song Jianing was obediently taught.

Ting Fang combed her sister's hair again. Song Jianing sat motionless. She slowly became sober. His eyes turned to see Feng Zheng sitting behind her with his head slightly lowered. His face was white and his teeth biting his lips nervously. . Song Jianing became uncomfortable inexplicably, and couldn't help but tilt his head to Feng Zheng's side. Before moving, he was held down by Ting Fang.

Song Jianing looked back, Ting Fang shook her head imperceptibly, but she also pity Feng Zheng, and said in a soft voice: "Sister Feng, don't worry, the prince has a straightforward temperament, and there has never been any..."

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Feng Zheng looked at her, recalling that King Chu hadn't done too much to her so far, so he was a little relieved.

Near noon, most of the people on the Danshui River went home to eat, Huafang steadily stopped on the shore, and a group of people went ashore in the order of boarding. Feng Zheng was once again led by the king of Chu back to his little hand, but Song Jianing hugged Ting Fang's arm in advance, and the two sisters got off the boat side by side. Song Jianing hid on the left side of Ting Fang, did not see the faint eyes cast by Guo Xiao, but on the shore, noticing the strangeness between Song Jianing and Guo Xiao, Zhao Heng's eyes moved slightly.

The Guo and Feng’s carriages were following on the shore. The five girls walked to their carriages. The king of Chu held Feng Zheng’s hand in the name of helping Feng Zheng get on the carriage. Only this time, he secretly pinched before letting go. Squeezed the girl’s slender fingers. Feng Zheng's face flushed, and he was ashamed and angry. He slammed his hand away and quickly got into the carriage.

King Chu smiled at the swaying curtain, turned on his horse, and deliberately followed Feng's carriage.

Zhao Heng had no intention of interfering with his elder brother's romantic affair, a few steps behind, and walked between the carriages of Feng and Guo.

"Hey, His Royal Highness Shou Wang looks really good-looking, why haven't I noticed it before?" Yun Fang shrank in the corner of the car and secretly looked out through the curtain gap. She has been in the palace several times, but the king of life is not happy to show off, and she can hardly see people. Today, everyone has been walking for so long, and the eyebrows of the 16-year-old king of life have been opened. She has always believed that her elder brother is the first handsome son in Beijing Yunfang of Yunfang only noticed the demeanor of Shou Wang. Prior to this, her deepest impression of Shou Wang was his ailments. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Qian Qiangong didn’t pay much attention to it. Shou Wang.

Shou Wang Junmei, Song Jianing, Ting Fang and Lan Fang all agree.

Yun Fang wanted to take a look again, but Guo Xiao suddenly blocked his sight. The boy who had been parallel to the carriage made two quick steps without warning, just blocking the window here. Yunfang pouted and lowered the curtain in disappointment. When Lan Fang met, he whispered: "My sister won't like His Royal Highness Shangshou, right?"

Yun Fang's eyes widened, and he said without thinking: "How could it be possible, he..."

Ting Fang covered the mouth of the third sister in time, and whispered: "Be careful of misfortunes come out of your mouth." Shou Wang has a mouth disease, and everyone knows it well, so it would be bad if you let the Lord hear it.

Yun Fang nodded in fear and shrank his shoulders.

Song Jianing watched silently, remembering that King Shou always spoke in two or three words, and then recalling the kindness of King Shou to her, she never ridiculed her, and she was inexplicably heavy.

Unknowingly, the carriage came to the gate of the city. Song Jianing's four daughters were chatting, and a hurried voice suddenly came from outside the car: "Girl, the girl is not good, and the lady has a headache again. Go back to the house and take a look!"

The voice was too close, Yun Fang curiously picked up the driving curtain, and the four women looked back together, and saw a maid in a muslin skirt standing in front of the Feng's carriage, looking anxious. After a while, Feng Zheng leaned out of the carriage and said goodbye to them nervously. Of course the Guo brothers and sisters had no objection, and the King of Chu frowned and let go.

Feng Zheng is gone.

Song Jianing breathed a sigh of relief for Feng Zheng. If King Chu only made a temporary intention, he would forget Feng Zheng when he returned to the palace, and Feng Zheng would have no worries about the future.

King Chu's good spirits were gone, and he said to Guo Xiao with a calm face: "Unfortunately, this king suddenly remembered that there was still something in the palace. Let's get together again in the next day."

Guo Xiao couldn't ask for it, but his face showed regret.

Zhao Heng looked at his brother, did not say anything, urged the horse to follow his brother, and left calmly.

Guo Xiao turned his horse's head back to his car, raised the curtains and asked the sisters inside: "Go back to the house, or to look at the Yunlou?" His eyes swept over the four women one by one, and finally settled on Song Jianing's face.

Song Jianing pursed his lips, and stopped talking.

Ting Fang's three daughters didn't understand, they laughed together, and Guo Xiao didn't need to ask any more, and ordered the coachman to go to Wangyun Tower.

Wangyunlou is the most prestigious restaurant in Beijing. The chefs of the kitchen are all extinct. The common shepherd's purse has become a delicacy when they fall into their hands. The dumplings are made with thin skins and fresh fillings. Song Jianing had forgotten all his worries about what she was eating. Brother and sister Guo Xiao looked at the fragrant taste of her food. Although they were not used to the taste of shepherd's purse, they ate a few more or less.

Just when Song Jianing was thinking about whether to bring some dumplings to his mother, Feng Zheng in the Feng's house in the west of the city was pouring bitterness towards her mother: "Mother, fortunately, Uncle Li asked someone to give you a letter, so you can think of pretending to be sick. Trick, otherwise I'm probably accommodating the king of Chu at the moment, you don't know, that king of Chu is too..."

Mrs. Feng touched her daughter’s lips and forbid her daughter to say bad things about the nobles behind her back: “If you hide away today, it does not mean that there will be no accidents in the future. Listen to your mother’s words. Although Dad can't bear you, he can't keep you by his side. At the latest next year, he will find you a good person for whatever he wants."

Feng Zheng didn't want to marry, so he ran away with a smile on his face, and returned to his room, a burly figure appeared in his mind unexpectedly. Feng Zheng bit his lip and had to admit that although the king of Chu was a rascal, he was handsome in appearance, and he was indeed worthy of the words Longzhang and Fengzi. But no matter how good it looks, the two of them can't fight each other.

She secretly commented on King Chu. King Chu was also thinking about beauties. After a sip of wine, she asked the younger brother across the table, "What do you think of Miss Feng?" He had seen so many beauties, but I don’t know why, only Feng Zheng Those peachy eyes hooked him the most, making him unable to let go. In the first month of the first month, the emperor father discussed with him about choosing a concubine. The king of Chu was optional, but now he felt that he should marry a concubine.

I was fascinated by his own thoughts, and it took a while for King Chu to notice his brother's indifference, and he said, "Why is his face so ugly?"

Zhao Heng raised his eyes, with questions on his face.

King Chu stared at his younger brother. His younger brother doesn't like to laugh, but he doesn't get angry easily. His expression is always faint, as if nothing happened in the palace has nothing to do with him, but at this moment, King Chu felt a trace of coldness on his younger brother. Thinking carefully, it seems that After returning to the palace, the younger brother has always had this cold expression.

"Who offended you?" King Chu was really puzzled.

Zhao Heng said: "Never."

After speaking, put down his chopsticks and stood up and said, "Big brother, use it slowly." Abandoning his elder brother, he went back to the inner room and rested.

King Chu looked at his younger brother suspiciously, and then looked at the food in front of him that he hadn't touched much. King Chu suddenly understood that the food tasted wrong today, which caused his younger brother. No wonder he didn't have an appetite. It turned out to be a food problem.

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After returning from Wangyun Tower in the Palace of the State of Weiguo, Song Jianing carried the shepherd's purse she personally dug to her mother like a treasure.

In the third month of Lin’s pregnancy, the most uncomfortable period of morning sickness has passed, but he still can’t lift his appetite. Seeing a basket of fresh green shepherd’s purse, Lin’s gluttons were really hooked up. Praise her daughter, and then ask the maid to deliver shepherd's purse to the kitchen and pack small wontons in the evening.

A family of five in Dafang, Ting Fang accompanied Mrs. Tai in Changxinyuan, and three meals a day were also used there. Guo Xiao moved into his Yiheju to eat alone since he was 13 years old, so Linyuntang is here. , Song Jianing has always been the only one to eat with his stepfather and mother. When Guo Boyan came back in the evening, seeing Lin's complexion was good, he was also happy, and smiled and asked, "Why are you willing to laugh today?"

Song Jianing looked down and smiled.

He said witty words in front of his daughter, Lin's cheeks flushed and did not answer.

Guo Boyan asked his daughter instead.

Song Jianing sold a small pass: "There will be a dish that my mother likes to eat on the dinner table for a while, dad guess?"

Guo Boyan looked at the Lin family and became interested: "Okay." Loudly instructed the maid to prepare the meal.

Dinner was relatively simple. The three of them each had a bowl of wontons in front of them, and then put five dishes, including meat and vegetables, with delicious colors, flavors, and flavors. Guo Boyan put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and glanced at the tabletop. Knowing that Lin did not like meat dishes, he pointed to the plate of stir-fried spring bamboo shoots and said, "This?"

Lin nodded perfunctorily, not wanting him to guess.

As soon as he guessed it, Guo Boyan was very proud and immediately picked up chopsticks for his wife.

The couple looked very affectionate, and Song Jianing lowered her head to eat silently.

Lin ate the bamboo shoots that Guo Boyan had given him, and had no appetite for other dishes, so he ate the wontons in the bowl in small bites. Guo Boyan was eating while paying attention to his wife. Seeing that she had eaten six small wontons in a row, it was the first time he had eaten so many small wontons after sickness. Guo Boyan was surprised and happy, and finally found out that something was wrong: "What's your wonton filling?"

His is mince.

Lin put down the spoon and looked at her daughter with a smile: "The shepherd's purse that An'an dug by himself is quite fresh."

Guo Boyan hadn't eaten it before, so he picked one from his wife's bowl casually, took a bite, picked up his eyebrows, and said after a long while, "Well, it's fresh enough."

Lin saw that he didn't like to eat, so he smiled, and he was 70% full.

After the meal, Song Jianing left in time, and Guo Boyan helped Lin back to the room. In the past two months, Lin’s sickness was serious and he vomited so dimly that he lost weight. Guo Boyan was worried that she was also worried about her child and had no time to think about it. Lin’s food was good tonight, her complexion was ruddy, and her charming style was restored. Guo Boyan's **** revived, and he embraced Lin's mouth at night.

The two had kissed before. It was more like a kind of consolation to let go of the simple kiss for a while. Lin thought it would be the same tonight. Unexpectedly, Guo Boyan touched it and couldn't bear to let go, and pulled her shirt around with big hands. Lin was shocked and panicked while Guo Boyan kissed her earlobe: "Master Guo, I, I am weak, you..."

Guo Boyan moved for a while, and the fiery breath sprayed on her neck, like a beast ready to hunt at any time, staring at her.

Lin already felt his urgency, think about it, there is still almost a year away, and Guo Boyan is a **** man again, she put one hand on her belly, and after waiting for a while, Guo Boyan refused to lie back. Lin Finally plucked up the courage, looked at the tent on one side, and tentatively said: "Master Guo, you, is there a maid in your yard? I can't wait for you now, so why don't I pick a maid to open my face?"

The Lin family was born in a family of wealthy merchants. If the wealthy wives were pregnant, they would arrange a room for the master. How could the head of the family be wronged by a powerful man like the Guogong Mansion? Rather than waiting for Guo Boyan to speak actively, she should make arrangements first, so that Guo Boyan will not misunderstand her being jealous, and Guo Boyan has a place to sleep, so she can also have a baby with peace of mind.

In the darkness in the tent, Lin waited for his response with breathlessness.

For a long time, a sarcastic voice came from above: "When you Huai'an, did you arrange for a maid named Song?"