In June, the heat is so hot that a carriage is slowly moving on the country road leading to the capital. The carriage is engraved with the emblem of "Duke of Wei's Mansion" and is covered with vermilion painted, solemn and elegant. In front of the car, there are four palace guards guarding each other, which seem to be observing.

Inside the car, on the couch covered with bamboo mats, Song Jianing's head was facing the corner of the car on the left, squinted his eyes and slept soundly, and his plump cheeks, like white tofu, gently swayed with the carriage, creating charming and moving ripples.

Madam Li was watching from the side. The messenger remembered that she had gone to the room to ask questions. She opened the curtain and was surprised to see that the prince had arrived at some point and was holding the master in his arms. With that short glance, the master's chubby little red face was like now. No, it was shaking even more powerfully than it is now, accompanied by the whimpering crying.

Two days have passed. Whenever I remember that scene, Madam Li blushed and her heart beat. She was angry and suddenly a bird cries came from outside the window. Madam Li glanced at her and saw a black-winged magpies flying away with her wings. Madam Li was stunned for a moment, but her brows became deeper and deeper.

Song Jianing is beautiful. The prince has a delicate concubine who has been favored for seven years. Now Princess Duanhui is about to get married. Princess Duanhui just goes out to leave Beijing and announces Song Jianing to the palace, which is clearly a Hongmen banquet. Unfortunately, the master who has been serving for seven years is not at all scheming. She just wants to eat, drink, play and make fun of cats and dogs all day long. Look, it’s a disaster, and this person can still sleep!

"Girl, wake up, I'm going to go to the city soon." Madam Li called softly while using a veil to help Song Jianing wipe off the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

Song Jianing woke up, covered his red lips and yawned. The beauty who had just woken up had moist eyes and was clear and clear.

"Girl, I'll enter the palace later. If the princess asks, you can answer whatever you can. I don't know what to say or say in a dilemma. You don't have to force yourself to pretend to be stupid and fool you. In short, don't anger the princess." The carriage entered the city gate and was getting closer and closer to the palace. Madam Li once again instructed.

Song Jianing nodded obediently.

Madam Li always said she was stupid, but she had experienced so many things, how could she be really stupid? She just gave up and ate and waited to die. Her mother was the daughter of a wealthy businessman in the capital, her father was a juren in Yushu. Song Jianing lived a delicate life as a child as a jasper in her childhood. It was not until her parents died one after another, and she had a miserable face and lost her reliance, that her uncle decided to give it to the new magistrate Liang Shao as a concubine.

She would rather be a poor wife than a rich concubine. The Song family is also a scholarly family. Although the family is in a bad state, how could her uncle and aunt just let her go casually because she didn't like her, she was charming? Song Jianing was carried into the county government with red eyes. When she saw Liang Shao who was as handsome as jade, her resentment unknowingly dispersed three points. Liang Shao was born as a Jinshi and left his wife to take care of his mother at home. He came to take office alone. He treated Song Jianing very well. The two of them were harmonious in the qualities and lived in a stalemate.

After a year of sweetness, Guo Xiao suddenly appeared in front of her.

Guo Xiao was the prince of the Duke of Wei in the capital and was ordered to go to Huzhou to do business. Liang Shao had a relationship with the Duke of Guo's mansion. When he learned that Guo Xiao was passing by the capital, he went to the capital to meet him in person. Guo Xiao gave him face and was invited to visit the county government. Liang Shao asked Song Jianing to come out to see her. Song Jianing was happy and felt that his husband valued her, but he didn't expect that Guo Xiao would covet her beauty. He didn't expect that the two cousins ​​drank all night that night. The next morning, she took a sip of the tea that Liang Shao poured and opened her eyes again. The person was actually in Guo Xiao's carriage!

It turned out that Liang Shao used her and exchanged Guo Xiao's words, "I will definitely support you in the future."

It turns out that the year of love between Liang Shao and her is nothing.

Song Jianing was heartbroken. Seeing that she resisted, Guo Xiao did not force her. After returning to Beijing, he arranged her to the village, explained the principles of knowing current affairs, and accompanied her to travel around the mountains and rivers. He waited until she was amused by the maids, and Guo Xiao asked her for her. That night, Song Jianing tasted the difference between a martial arts practitioner and a weak scholar, and shed the last tear for Liang Shao.

For Song Jianing, it is not very difficult to forget Liang Shao. In terms of family talent, Guo Xiao is the prince of the Duke's Mansion and a general praised by the emperor. He is thousands of miles away from Liang Shao. In terms of appearance and demeanor, Guo Xiao has a strong sword-eyed eyebrows and star-shaped eyes. If Liang Shao is a horse, Guo Xiao is a qilin, and even sleeps with him at night, Guo Xiao makes her feel more comfortable than Liang Shao.

To be ashamed, I have lived a comfortable life. Who still cares about the people who make her uncomfortable all day long? Anyway, they are all concubines.

Song Jianing forgot Liang Shao, but although in the eyes of outsiders, Guo Xiao favored her for seven years and was deeply in love and friendship, she was no longer attracted to Guo Xiao. Because she knew very well that no matter how good Guo Xiao was to her, in his eyes, she was just a beautiful concubine, a woman who could be taken over by her lover. With such a status, Song Jianing didn't think about anything, was happy alone in the village, and was calmly waiting for the day when her love was too late.

Since he was not expecting, when Guo Xiao told her that he was going to marry Princess Duanhui, Song Jianing was slightly surprised and sincerely expressed his joy. Guo Xiao probably didn't believe it. He was silent for a long time and said a lot to her, saying that Princess Duanhui was his cousin and that he had to give her a decent attitude, saying that he would come to Zhuangzi less often in the future, but he would never forget her.

Song Jianing dared not be jealous of a princess. He repeatedly promised that she would be honest and said that if Guo Xiao was inconvenient, it would be okay if he didn't come to Zhuangzi. As a result, Guo Xiao left with a dark face and broke into her room like a thief before leaving Beijing, and tossed her for a while.

Afterwards, Song Jianing collapsed on the bed and felt very aggrieved. Could it be that she was jealous and he would be happy?

An inexplicable man.

The carriage stopped after thinking about it.

After getting off the car, Song Jianing wanted to secretly look at the imperial palace of the Tian family, but found that he was standing between two high city walls, with his vision blocked on both sides. There was only a cliff that could not be reached. The sunlight could not shine in, and it looked gloomy. Song Jianing was very disappointed and followed a very serious female official with Mama Li, walked forward in a circle. Finally, he arrived at the legendary imperial garden, and was warned to bend down and look around.

Song Jianing didn't dare to watch it randomly.

Two quarters of an hour later, she was taken to a pavilion, which was surrounded by the lake. The lotus leaves in the lake were green, and each pink lotus was graceful.

Well, Princess Duanhui announced that her reason for entering the palace was to appreciate lotus.

But Song Jianing thought that the pond in the palace was too small, and it was far from Taihu Lake in Suzhou. Thinking about how big a lake she saw when she was young, Princess Duanhui could only live in high walls. Facing such a small pond all day, Song Jianing felt a little sympathetic to her.

"You are Song? Look up."

A lazy and contemptuous voice came from the pavilion. Song Jianing raised his head nervously and saw a beautiful woman in a big red gauze skirt sitting next to the stone table in the pavilion, wearing a gem jade hairpin, and two palace maids stood behind her to fan and cool her down, which was elegant and luxurious.

"Bold, I actually peeked at the princess!" a palace maid scolded sternly.

Song Jianing was startled and quickly touched the ground with his forehead again, fearing that the ground was no longer hot.

She lowered her head, and Princess Duanhui looked at her blankly, but her plump face was still Song Jianing's plump face. Women in this dynasty regarded thinness as beautiful, and the concubines of the late emperor wanted to keep a small waist that could hold with one hand. She had heard that her cousin had a very favored concubine. She expected that Song was beautiful, but she didn't expect that Song was a plump beauty.

He is indeed fat, and he seems to have double chins, but even so, Princess Duanhui still cannot say that Song Jianing is ugly against her will. To be honest, Song Jianing is more beautiful than all the women she has ever seen. She is beautiful and has the charm of a vixen. No wonder she can steal her childhood sweetheart's good cousin!

Jealousy spread to his heart, Princess Duanhui glanced at Song Jianing coldly and said to the palace maid beside her: "I'm tired, take a nap, no one can disturb me."

The palace maids all should be.

Princess Duanhui moved her lotus steps lightly, leaning against the beauty, and she really closed her eyes.

Under the steps outside the pavilion, Song Jianing maintained a kneeling position with his forehead touching the ground. The scorching sun was exposed. In less than a quarter of an hour, she was sweating heavily and her arms were trembling. She felt uncomfortable and wronged, but it was the princess. The princess didn't say anything, and she dared to move around. What was waiting for her would be a slap, or even a ghost messenger of the King of Hell.

Song Jianing endured it hard.

When the sweat on her face kept dripping, her knees were so painful that she was numb, and her body was almost unable to hold on, Song Jianing suddenly didn't want to live anymore, and tears mixed with sweat fell. Do she want to be Guo Xiao's concubine? Does she want to get in the eyes of the princess? She doesn't want to, but this is her life. What can she do? She survives because she is afraid of death, but now she is not as good as death. What is she still alive?

Just as the thought of seeking death was growing like wild grass, just as Song Jianing was about to get up and plunge into the small broken pond and jump into the lake to commit suicide, someone suddenly ran out of the pavilion, knelt on both sides, and bowed respectfully: "I pay homage to the emperor."

emperor?

Song Jianing wanted to see what the most noble emperor in the world looked like, but suddenly remembered what the female official told her and did not allow her to look around. Song Jianing was about to continue kowtow, but then she thought that she was about to seek death, so why bother to behave in any way? If she could look at the emperor before her death, she would not live in vain in her life!

Thinking of this, Song Jianing took the initiative and turned his head back, but unexpectedly he knelt for too long, his arms and knees became weak, his head tilted, and the person also fell, turning into a lying sideways!

The sudden change occurred, and the Xindi, who was about to pass by, subconsciously looked at the ground.

Song Jianing knelt for a long time, her clothes were wet. Now she was lying on her side, her cheeks were flushed with tears in her eyes, her hair was messy, her cheeks were sticking to sweaty hair, her hair was so charming that she looked like a woman had been pityed by others. The new emperor ascended the throne at the age of 27 and had not been married before. In the past three years, she took the initiative to mourn the late emperor. Although she had arrived at this time, she had not yet been infected with a woman. When she first saw Song Jianing like this, he rarely stayed up for a moment.

Song Jianing took the opportunity to see the emperor clearly. The emperor was wearing a plain red dragon robe, slender and upright, standing in front of him like green bamboo. He looked about the same age as Guo Xiao, with white skin as jade, and quiet eyebrows. Guo Xiao was also a cold man, so cold that it was scary, but the emperor was different. His coldness was like the clouds lingering on the top of the distant mountain after the rain, which made people unable to get close to him or understand.

Song Jianing suddenly remembered a piece of gossip she heard when she went out with Guo Xiao three years ago, saying that the emperor could ascend the throne because he was very scheming and was not in conflict with the world on the surface, and secretly murdered the prince and the prince's brother. Otherwise, the throne would not be the turn of a stuttering prince. So, this emperor was a ruthless stuttering?

Song Jianing was shocked uncontrollably and quickly knelt down again, his head drooped low, revealing a fair and beautiful neck.

Zhao Heng took a look.

Princess Duanhui, who was "waking up", saw it and smiled and said sarcastically: "Why, the emperor also thinks that the Song family is very beautiful? It is rare that there is someone who can catch the emperor's eyes. Why do you want Guo Xiao to send her to the palace? She has served two men, and I think she is used to it and will not come to sacrifice her life for the sake of her life."

Song Jianing's face was as white as paper.

Zhao Heng did not enter the pavilion, stood beside Song Jianing with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "A woman is jealous and can stop at the right time."

Zhao Heng had a verbal disease, his words were brief, and he was very particular about the ability of the listener to understand. Princess Duanhui had been dealing with several emperor brothers since she was a child, so she naturally knew what the emperor brother meant. He was reminding her that Song was a cousin who was spoiled by her cousin. She had made too much trouble and her cousin would definitely settle the score with her when she came back. Princess Duanhui was really afraid that Guo Xiao would hate him, so she gritted her teeth and pointed to the stone table and said to Song Jianing: "Forget it, I originally wanted to invite you to the palace to appreciate the flowers. Since you are weak, let's go back. This is the newly tributed lychees in Lingnan. I'll try it out. I hope you will abide by your duty in the future."

Give her a stick and give her a sweet date so that she won't complain to her cousin.

Song Jianing tried his best to support him and kowtowed and thanked him.

Finally, she was carried out of the palace by Mama Li and got on the carriage. Mama Li helped her sit down, rub her legs with heartache, and said a lot of words of comfort.

Song Jianing felt bitter. Princess Duanhui is so powerful, will she find other ways to deal with her in the future?

It would be great if Guo Xiao was willing to let her go.

The future is bleak. When she saw the plate of lychees that Princess Duanhui admired, Song Jianing swallowed. She had a problem since she was a child: delicious, no matter how sad she was, as long as the people around her brought a plate of delicious food, she could successfully divert her grief. Maybe she was stunned by Liang Shao and gave it to Guo Xiao, but she did not die for the feud. In addition to thinking that Liang Shao was not worthy, it was also because the three meals that Guo Xiao put on were too tempting?

Looking at the plate of plump and bright red lychees, Song Jianing's legs seemed to be less painful. She grabbed one and peeled it seriously.

When Madam Li saw her, she laughed. She was not scheming and had no intention and did not remember her worries.

The lychees were peeling slowly, the carriage left the city, and half of the plate was left. But the road began to be uneven. After another bump, Madam Li whispered to remind Song Jianing: "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Song Jianing smiled, how could she be that stupid?

As a result, just as I put the newly peeled lychees in my mouth, the carriage suddenly became violently again, and Song Jianing felt his throat tightening...
Chapter completed!