King Shou went to Hanlin Courtyard. Song Jianing slept in comfort until midnight. He was awakened by Shuang'er, saying that the Princess of Chu had arrived. Song Jianing got up and asked the maid to invite the Princess of Chu to sit in the warm room first. She quickly washed and dressed up. She had a good relationship with Feng Zheng without being too grand. She simply combed a single snail bun and wore a water-red jacket. When she entered the house, she saw Feng Zheng standing in front of the couch. A boy in a royal blue brocade robe was walking slowly on the windowsill. When she heard the sound, the boy turned his head and looked at her curiously.

"Brother Sheng, do you still recognize me?" Song Jianing walked to Feng Zheng with a smile and clapped his hands at the Emperor Changsun.

Brother Sheng looked very much like the King of Chu, with a treacherous head and a big eyebrows and eyes. He stared at Song Jianing for a while. He walked towards his mother by the way. The boy who had just passed one year old last month was very unsteady and fell down halfway. Song Jianing felt tight, and Feng Zheng only smiled and encouraged his son. Brother Sheng looked at his mother, grinned, and simply crawled over and quickly.

Feng Zheng picked up the boy and kissed him gently. After the kiss, he turned to Song Jianing and taught his son: "This is Aunt San, Brother Sheng called Aunt San."

Brother Sheng leaned his head against his mother's shoulders, staring at Song Jianing with big eyes, refusing to scream.

"Aunt San Hug." Song Jianing liked this child and reached out to hug him.

Brother Sheng looked at her hands and then looked at her aunt. She didn't take the initiative to get together, nor did she hide. Song Jianing successfully carried the boy into her arms, but Brother Sheng was white and fat. Song Jianing couldn't hold her for a while and quickly put her on the couch. Brother Sheng liked the window, and crawled over to play with her hands and feet.

Song Jianing asked Feng Zheng to sit on the couch and speak.

"Depending on your complexion, the third prince must like you very much, right?" Feng Zheng teased with Song Jianing's little hand.

Song Jianing shyly agreed.

Feng Zheng was quite happy for her sisters. She came here today, first to see how Song Jianing was doing in the palace, and secondly, she also revealed to Song Jianing the temperament of King Shou she learned from the King of Chu, and said softly: "Our prince said that the third prince has never liked to talk since he was a child. He has to guess what he liked and hate, and then even if he guessed correctly, he would not admit it directly. For example, if he wanted to eat fish, he had to bring the fish in front of him so that he could reveal it a little. If you don't take it over, you might never know that he actually likes to eat it."

Song Jianing recalled King Shou's temper, which was indeed the case.

"In short, when you get along with the Third Prince, you have to take the initiative and test it a few more times before you can see his true preferences." Feng Zheng concluded.

Song Jianing was humbly taught.

After talking about the Shou Prince's Mansion, Feng Zheng hugged her son who had crawled over to act coquettishly. Thinking of the news he had just heard from the King of Chu last night, he whispered to Song Jianing: "I heard that the fifth prince was sick. He seemed to kick the quilt at night. The wet nurse didn't take good care of it. The fifth prince hanged it all night and caught a cold. The father was furious and dealt with the wet nurse and the eunuchs and palace maids in the room."

Song Jianing was surprised and said carelessly: "What's going on now?"

Feng Zheng shook her head: "I only found out last night. There should be no serious trouble when there are so many imperial doctors in the palace serving them."

Song Jianing nodded and his eyes fell on Brother Sheng'er's face in Feng Zheng's arms. The little guy wanted to chew his fists, but his mother held his hand down. Looking at Brother Sheng'er's round head, Song Jianing couldn't help but feel distracted. Before getting married, her grandmother reminded her three things. After that day, when she heard about the big and small news about the royal family, Song Jianing would think deeply.

Is it possible that the Fifth Prince's illness caused by someone else's tampering with him?

If so, it must be related to the competition between the crown prince. When thinking of the crown prince, looking at Feng Zheng and the nun in front of him, Song Jianing suddenly became frightened. Emperor Xuande valued the King of Chu the most, and everyone could see that it was the King of Chu who ascended that position. Why was King Shou who was suffering from oral disease in the end? People in the past life said that King Shou secretly conspired to murder the crown prince and his elder brother. The elder brother must refer to the King of Chu, the crown prince, was King Rui or the fourth prince Gong, or... the fifth prince who was sick now?

Song Jianing knew nothing. She only knew that King Chu, King Rui, and King Gong had no major shortcomings. They were handsome, brave or talented. The fifth prince was born by the queen and was the only legitimate son of Emperor Xuande. If they really ended up with King Shou ascending the throne, those four princes must have had something wrong.

Could it be that King Shou had done something secretly? But King Chu is King Shou's brother. At present, the two of them have a deep brotherhood...

Song Jianing did not believe that King Shou, who was careful and considerate to her, would be such a cruel and ruthless person. But until this time, Song Jianing finally realized that she actually knew very little about King Shou. She might have seen his enthusiasm in the tent, but she knew nothing about what he thought of others and what he thought about the throne.

The two of them shared a bed, but their hearts were far apart, just like a locked door. What she saw was the surface, and inside the door was the real King of Longevity, the future emperor, Zhao Heng.

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Zhao Heng worked in the Hanlin Academy for a day, and the Hanlin Academy was editing books, and he was also involved. However, his errand was relatively free. After finishing his work, he couldn't help but think of the little princess in the palace. When she was the second time last night, she seemed uncomfortable at the back and begged him to hurry up. Zhao Heng could see that she really couldn't stand it, so she ended up in a hurry.

After all, he was only fourteen, so it seems that he should have arranged it. Otherwise, he would have indulged in women and delayed the serious business, and she would not be able to stand it if she had been happy many times. Besides, he promised to give her jewelry, but she hooked her neck to make things rare, but there were really few women's jewelry in the treasury in the royal palace. In the morning, he asked Eunuch Fu to search for it, but he didn't know if it was found.

"Prince?"

Someone called him in his ear, and Zhao Heng suddenly came to his senses and looked at the other party with a blank expression.

It was an old editor who smiled and handed him a list: "This is the list of books counted today. Please check it out."

Zhao Heng took the roster and looked down, but he blamed himself in his heart, making people see that he was distracted.

After the day's errand, Zhao Heng left Hanlin Academy and returned to Shou Prince's Mansion by carriage. Eunuch Fu had been waiting in front of the door, and whispered as he followed the master to the room, "I have found three top-quality items and put them on the table."

Zhao Heng nodded and said, "Princess."

Eunuch Fu smiled and said in a singular manner: "The princess got up a little later this morning. The princess Chu brought the emperor and the eldest grandson to visit the princess, and the rice was served here at noon. After a while, the princess blew on Xiao for a while, and told the young people to fill their ears with their ears."

Zhao Heng didn't say anything. After entering the bedroom, he didn't rush to change his clothes. He first looked at the three jewelry that Eunuch Fu found. They were indeed good things.

Zhao Heng rewarded Eunuch Fu with a silver ingot.

Eunuch Fu smiled and took off his official uniform, put on a jade-white home-crystal round neck robe, and then carried two jewelry boxes to the backyard with the master.

Song Jianing was sweet and then bitter last night, and was so tired that he forgot what King Shou wanted to give her jewelry. When he saw the jewelry box in Eunuch Fu's hand, he remembered it. At the same time, he also remembered the erotic look of King Shou hugging her for fun at night, and couldn't help but flew his cheeks. The couple entered the east room alone. Song Jianing glanced at the two boxes beside King Shou and said shyly: "I'm talking to the prince, why are you taking it seriously?"

"It's a reward." Zhao Heng looked at her and said.

In just two short words, he expressed his satisfaction with her body. Song Jianing lowered his head slightly and stood embarrassed to answer.

"Open." Zhao Heng urged.

Song Jianing nodded, walked to him, opened the first long box, which was a green phoenix hairpin with red gold treasures, which was extremely luxurious. Few women didn't like these, Song Jianing took them out in surprise and put them on the palm of his hand to look at them. Seeing that she liked them, Zhao Heng picked up the phoenix hairpin and helped her insert it into her hair, his eyes wandering on the ends of her hair and face.

Song Jianing was blushed by him.

"Don't wear it to the palace." Zhao Heng said something that has nothing to do with the love and the moon.

Song Jianing was stunned.

Zhao Heng lowered his voice and said, "The palace is still scrambled."

Song Jianing understood and was about to take it off immediately. Zhao Heng grabbed her hand and signaled her to see another way. Song Jianing guessed that he liked to see her wearing it. He glanced at his retracted hand, which was sweeter than he heard him say. The second piece of jewelry was a blood jade bracelet, half as white as ice, thorough and shiny, half as red as blood, and it was gorgeous. Song Jianing put it on his wrist, and the red half was just placed on it. The pure and rich red made the wrist white and delicate, seductively peek into the situation inside her dress.

Zhao Heng had seen her charm without any brilliance. It was because of this that he silently helped her pull down her sleeves and didn't dare to look at it, for fear that he would never be able to step out of the backyard like last night.

He deliberately covered the bracelet, and Song Jianing raised his head in confusion, his almond eyes were bright.

Zhao Heng hesitated for a while, but still looked at her and said, "From now, sleep together and separate rooms for one night to avoid you from being tired."

With so many words, he said it very slowly.

After she understood, Song Jianing was shocked. She thought that men were greedy for that. The King of Shou was considerate and willing to enjoy ten less times a month so that she could rest. Feeling his considerate, Song Jianing was ashamed to speak, but he leaned into his arms, hugged his waist with both hands, and said like a mosquito: "Actually, actually, once a night, it's okay for me..."

He felt sorry for her, and she had to think about him, the prince obviously liked that very much.

Looking at the princess buried in his chest, Zhao Heng said nothing for a long time and finally gave in: "Sleep together for three nights, and divide the room for one night." Since she liked it, he gave her a few more times.

He insisted on taking care of her, Song Jianing nodded and decided.

"Tonight, I'll go to the front yard." Zhao Heng touched her head.

Song Jianing worked hard last night and needed to take a breath. He accepted it happily and asked him about the fifth prince: "My sister-in-law said that the fifth prince is sick, does the prince know?"

Zhao Heng nodded: "I heard that, wait a little longer. If it doesn't get better, you go and visit it."

He doesn't like social engagements and usually only walk with his brother, but his fifth brother is sick and he doesn't need to say that if he gets healed in a few days, he doesn't have to say that if he gets worse, he will not go, and his father will definitely not be happy.

Song Jianing quietly observed his man and saw nothing. He just instinctively felt that the fifth prince's illness had nothing to do with King Shou.
Chapter completed!