Privy Councilor Cao Yu led his troops to besiege Jinyang City from all sides. Because the walls of Jinyang City were solid and the army could not capture it for a long time, Han Da, Guo Xiao and other generals were still stationed on the northern line to prevent the Liao Kingdom from sending troops again.

On that day, Guo Xiao was taking a team of people to patrol the river. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. Guo Xiao pulled his horse back and saw his sister-in-law Han Zhengchang coming quickly. Guo Xiao signaled his subordinates to continue walking forward. He waited on the spot for a while. After Han Zhengchang caught up, the two of them followed the soldiers patrol the river slowly.

The two talked about the battle situation and turned to family affairs. Han Zhengchang smiled and said, "A letter from home has come to the capital. The princess is happy. Tingfang asked me to tell you."

The princess is happy...

Guo Xiao looked ahead. Han Zhengchang could not see the emotions in his eyes. He only saw the corners of his brother-in-law's lips rising. He should be happy for the good news about his other sister? Han Zhengchang went this trip to announce the good news. After the matter was finished, he had another job and said goodbye to Guo Xiao, turned his head and left.

Guo Xiao held the reins in his hand, but his legs were stiff and forgot to exert force. The horse under his crotch could not feel the owner's intention, so he slowly stopped. In early spring, the north was still cold, and the river water beside him was gurgling, and the sound of the water became even more bleak. Guo Xiao sat on the horse, and it took a long time to hear the sound of the water again. He came back to his senses and saw that the river patrol soldiers in front had already walked out of half a mile, and he was the only one left here.

She was happy. He was only a few months away from Beijing and she was pregnant with the son of King Shou. She was only fifteen. How diligent does King Shou want?

Guo Xiao smiled again, and jumped off the horse with a smile, threw the sword around his waist, and plunged into the river. The river water was cold and squeezing, and thousands of cold swam towards him. Guo Xiao closed his eyes and sank until the coldness that almost burned him crazy. Guo Xiao opened his eyes suddenly and swam towards the water.

"Du's head!" the soldiers who returned in the voice shouted anxiously.

Guo Xiao wiped his face and saw the group of soldiers below. He laughed loudly: "I haven't taken a shower for many days, and my body is so itchy. It's really comfortable to soak it in a soak!"

When the river patrol soldiers heard this, they looked at each other. It was cold and they could still laugh. Isn't it crazy?

Guo Xiao was not crazy, and his body was almost numb. He immediately went ashore and took off his wet clothes in front of a group of subordinates, revealing his strong and strong chest. But the river patrol soldiers didn't look at Master Dutou's chest, and they all glanced down. They saw that the second general of Dutou not only did not freeze, but became even more arrogant, making everyone envious and inferior.

Guo Xiao pulled one of his subordinates, took off his clothes and wiped his body, then pulled the other one to remove the armor, and his deputy head continued to lead the team to patrol. He quickly returned to the camp and did not rush to change the snatched armor when he entered the camp. He ordered people to bring wine and poured a whole jar of them by himself. After drinking and changing into the clothes, Guo Xiao stepped out of the camp again and became the cold and majestic head of the horse.

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It was late at night and Song Jianing suddenly woke up.

She dreamed that she was enjoying flowers beside the lotus pond, but accidentally fell into the water. At the moment she fell into the water, the small lotus pond suddenly turned into the boundless water of Taihu Lake. She struggled desperately, but a terrifying and terrifying huge beast swam into the water, rushing towards her with a blood plate covered with fangs. Just as the beast approached, Song Jianing clearly saw the dark mouth like a bottomless pit, she woke up.

Song Jianing was still in shock and turned around. Seeing Shou Wang An sleeping beside her, she slowly leaned over, put her head on his shoulder, and hugged his waist with her hands. Her chest became heavier. Zhao Heng woke up from his deep sleep, still sleepy, turned around and hugged his petite wife, and asked vaguely: "What's wrong?"

Song Jianing shrank more and more into his arms: "I'm having a nightmare."

"It's okay." Zhao Heng closed his eyes and touched her head, and fell asleep again.

He only woke up for a while, but his warm and broad embrace, his gentle words "It's okay", and his soothing touching head made Song Jianing feel at ease. She lay dependently in his arms until she felt sleepy. Until she felt that it was not comfortable to hold her like this, Song Jianing left his arms again and slept with his back to him.

When they woke up, the couple forgot about this.

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The siege of Jinyang City is still continuing. In March, the capital is already full of spring, and the people far away from the war live and work in peace and contentment, without any impact from the war. The ministers of the court all knew that the Great Zhou Dynasty would definitely win this time, so they were no longer as cautious as they were in the first war in the first month of the first month. After the holiday, the people who were happy would accompany their wives and children to go out for a walk.

Song Jianing had a very torment during this period. Just a few days after she confirmed that her happy pulse had been, she started to vomit morning sickness, and she vomited very severely, almost whatever she had eaten. Zhao Heng invited the imperial doctor in the palace to condition her, but it was useless. The kitchen almost made all the meals on the recipe, but it was still useless. As long as Song Jianing ate, he would definitely vomit in a short time.

Song Jianing knew that King Shou was also irritable, but she couldn't control her tears. When she felt uncomfortable, she would fall down her tears. Zhao Heng was worried that she was worried about her children, so he even came up with a way to let Song Jianing return to the Duke's Mansion for a while. Song Jianing returned to the Duke's Mansion in a sedan chair, and then he didn't know whether it was his mother who was taking good care of her every day, or whether her brother's innocent and lively face made her feel relieved, so she could barely use some food.

After staying in the Duke's Mansion for a whole month, Song Jianing's morning sickness finally relieved in mid-March. After discussing with her mother, Song Jianing led the maids who were serving her to move back to the palace and sat on the warm couch by the window to rest. While reading "Records of the Grand Historian" absent-mindedly, she was looking forward to the King of Birthday's return soon. Her prince was nice to her in private, but she had been indifferent on the surface. She moved to the Duke's Mansion for so long, and the prince only went to see her once. Today, the couple had not seen each other for half a month.

Touching her thin face, she was no longer chubby, and looking at her slender wrists, the blood jade bracelet that the prince gave her was hanging loosely on it, Song Jianing felt happy. Good fortune and misfortune depended on each other. Because of morning sickness, although she had been a month worse than death, she unexpectedly lost weight, even her breasts were smaller, and she became a thin beauty like that blown by the wind.

Thin means beauty. When she becomes beautiful, the prince will definitely like her more, right?

In order to surprise his prince, King Birthday returned in the evening. Song Jianing did not go out to greet him for the first time. He sat on the couch in a panic and waited, and pretended to be mysterious and blocked his face with "Records of the Grand Historian".

In the front yard, when he learned that his little princess had not greeted him, Zhao Heng couldn't help but speed up, put on a jade-colored homely robe, and rushed to the back yard immediately. But the princess who always rushed to the front door of the main hall in advance, laughed and waited for him did not come out today. Zhao Heng's expression changed slightly. The first thought was that she was too weak and could not even walk. Otherwise, with her cautious and obedient, she would definitely come out to greet him.

Ignoring the maids who bowed their heads and bowed, Zhao Heng went straight to the east room. Just as he was about to walk to the inner room, Yu Guang suddenly saw a figure on the warm couch. Zhao Heng paused his feet and saw her leaning against the window in a pink shirt, her face matted

The third volume of "Records of the Grand Historian" blocked it, revealing only the thick black hair bun and the beautiful jade-like little hand holding the book.

She didn't go out to greet him, and knew that he had come in and didn't say hello. She looked very disrespectful, but Zhao Heng didn't realize her rudeness at all. She just wanted to see her little princess soon. She misunderstood that she was fascinated by reading books, and Zhao Heng coughed gently. When Song Jianing heard this, his cheeks were inexplicably hot, and he put down the book little by little, his eyes were hanging down, and his face was like peach blossoms.

She put the book slowly, and Zhao Heng first saw the sparse bangs on her forehead, followed by dark eyebrows and dark eyes, and finally her face.

Zhao Heng's eyes were stunned.

She has a melon-shaped face, not as big as his palm. She turned out to be chubby and looked cute. Now she suddenly lost weight and lowered her eyes timidly. She was pitiful and pitiful, but Zhao Heng felt unfamiliar and felt that she was not his princess at all. The thin beauty in front of the window, although beautiful, was not as round as his little princess...

The man did not move or say anything. Song Jianing raised his eyes curiously and saw him standing in front of the couch. His eyes were not astonished or joyful. Instead, his thin lips were tightly pursed as if he was a little angry. Song Jianing suddenly panicked, stood up quickly, sat on the edge of the couch with his head down, wanting to put on his shoes first. The prince was unhappy, so it was not the time to act coquettish.

But before he could touch the embroidered shoes, the man suddenly leaned over and carried her into his arms.

The familiar embrace, the familiar faint fragrance of books, and the longing that had not been seen for half a month instantly dispelled Song Jianing's anxiety. She also reached out to hug his narrow waist and rubbed his head: "Prince, I miss you so much." She ate well beside her mother, but she always missed him, especially at night, she would be curious about what he was doing and whether she was thinking about her.

"Why, so thin?" She was petite, and she looked even smaller after she was thinner. Zhao Heng touched her thin waist and asked in a low voice. If she hadn't shown his familiar timid appearance just now, Zhao Heng would have suspected that the Guo family had found someone who looked very similar to her from somewhere and sent it back to fool him.

After being ridiculed by people for so many years, she finally heard someone praise her for losing weight. Song Jianing's lips raised high and said excitedly: "I have eaten less this month, and I have lost weight unknowingly. Does the prince like it?" She raised her head from his arms and looked at the man above her head expectantly.

Zhao Heng lowered his head and saw that she could laugh. Somehow he suddenly remembered what she had once wrapped around her breasts. His eyes moved down and circled her slightly deflated clothes. Zhao Heng pinched her face and said solemnly: "I don't like it, start today, have extra meals."

Song Jianing was looking forward to praising her, but he didn't expect that he would be ordered to get fat back after eating more, and he was stunned.

She opened her mouth blankly and her face became thinner. Her almond eyes were still the clear eyes he knew, and her lips were as rosy as he remembered. Zhao Heng forgot to pursue her thinness for the time being, holding the back of her head with one hand, holding the other hand around her shoulder, and leaning over to kiss her. His lips were very hot. Song Jianing subconsciously responded. After a while, she forgot about the issue of weight and fatness, and climbed onto his shoulder with both hands.

Zhao Heng picked her up and went to the inner room. She was pregnant, so he naturally didn't do anything. But when he met the peach that had shrunk a little, Zhao Heng let go of her mouth and reminded him again: "Eat more and don't vomit anymore."

What he said after he moved his hands, Song Jianing nodded with a blushing face, and finally understood why the prince disliked her for losing weight.
Chapter completed!