When a person is loved, he is always more courageous than usual.

It was obvious that the prince was particularly satisfied with her ears tonight. Song Jianing decided to make a little bad. When he got to bed, he was silent like those nights before. Song Jianing followed him silent. He didn't call him a word, and even he hummed hard, and he couldn't help making a sound. She couldn't tell the difference, but Zhao Heng could hear it, just like the lark that usually called happily, suddenly became wilted.

Her face was blushed, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her hands held him for a while. Obviously, she still liked this, but no matter how hard Zhao Heng tried, she refused to speak. Zhao Heng felt that something was missing, and that was not enough to ruin his interest, but he liked to hear her humming and making a sound, which was particularly painful. While it hurt, she bullied her more and more.

Zhao Heng put down her legs and left. Song Jianing was startled and looked at him blankly. Just as he was worried that he would be angry, she saw her prince lying down, then holding her shoulder and letting her turn. Song Jianing vaguely guessed something. As soon as he lay down, he pushed his knees over, followed by...

Song Jianing bit his lip and grabbed a corner of the pillow with his little hand, and his whole face was almost buried in the pillow.

"Speak." Zhao Heng kissed her neck from behind and whispered, his big hand around her shoulder and held her tightly without delaying it.

He finally couldn't help it. Song Jianing was secretly happy, pretending to be confused and slightly turned his head, and asked in an unsteady voice: "What are you saying?"

Zhao Heng made a fierce comeback.

Song Jianing covered her mouth. As soon as he touched his face, he suddenly grabbed her hand and half-pressed him. His black eyes looked at her eyes with a slightly cold look: "Call it."

If he looked at her with such eyes during the day, Song Jianing's courage would definitely tremble, but at this moment, feeling the power that the prince was better than usual, Song Jianing looked at him, suddenly turned his head, swaying uncontrollably with him, and whispered back to the carved bed inside, "I don't want to scream."

Zhao Heng was stunned and slowed down. Seeing that she was pouting, he paused for a while, and his voice was no longer cold, and he asked her in a low voice: "Why?"

Song Jianing looked at him with a wet eyes, but he was reluctant to speak.

"Say." Zhao Heng turned her little face that she wanted to bury in the pillow and said without any refusal.

Song Jianing tilted his head and looked at him for a moment, pursed his lips, and said softly: "Then I said, the prince is not allowed to punish me."

Zhao Heng felt a little strange when he was ordered to "not allow" by her for the first time, but he was not disgusted.

He nodded.

Song Jianing looked at his handsome face with a slightly red face. He was doing the most unfair thing, but he was like an immortal who made mistakes by chance. Song Jianing's face became hotter, his eyes dodged, and finally closed, and said shyly and nervously: "Every time I was made by the prince... crying, but the prince didn't say a word, me, I..."

Zhao Heng was both angry and shocked. Because her straightforward words were so hot that she almost moved a few times first, but was shocked by her complaints. She was not satisfied with her calling her. Do you also want him to call her with her? Thinking of her prince, Zhao Heng rejected it in his heart without thinking. He could never call her name loudly and continuously.

Just as she was thinking about how to refuse, she coaxed her to scream willingly, when she saw her open her eyes, her misty almond eyes looked over with affection and earnestly, and said softly: "I like the prince's voice. I want the prince to talk to me more. I am happy to say one or two more words every day. When the prince talks to me, I feel that you have me in your heart..."

After saying that, Song Jianing was very nervous and observed his expression nervously.

As early as the first night of marrying him, she thought about it. After so long, her daughter had been in a state of more than three months. Song Jianing finally mustered up the courage to express her only dissatisfaction with him. In addition to being less talked, Shouwang is really the good man Song Jianing once dreamed of, and she is gentle and considerate to her and protects her everywhere.

Actually, it’s not that I’m not dissatisfied, I just want to get a little more of his likes.

Zhao Heng was silent. Did she still dislike his mouth disease? It’s not that Zhao Heng didn’t want to talk to her, but if he wanted to stutter, he could only say less than four words. But most of the time, it was not so easy to control. If he said a few words too much, it highlighted that there was something wrong with him. She knew that she was making such a request. What does it mean to have her in his heart when he talked to her? Since she got married, he was not good enough to her?

**After retreating, Zhao Heng frowned unconsciously.

When Song Jianing saw him, his little face turned pale, and tears fell for some reason. She just wanted him to say a few more words, so why did he make him angry?

"I……"

"you……"

Song Jianing wanted to admit his mistake, but the prince spoke at the same time. Song Jianing's tears stopped and he looked at the person above his head blankly.

Zhao Heng was angry, but he became angry. When he saw her crying, he was pitiful, he couldn't get angry. The princess was usually cautious and must have had the courage to speak tonight. Why did he dare to make requests? He was spoiled by him? And he treated her with all kinds of good deeds, just to make her bold and dare to say anything to him?

Seeing that she stopped crying, tears still hang on her cheeks. Zhao Heng lowered his head and kissed her tears while slowly hurting her.

He was still interested, which meant he was not angry anymore. Song Jianing was rippling in the water, and gradually forgot that little aggrieved. Knowing what he liked, Song Jianing closed his eyes and hummed gently, but after a while, she was uneasy and was careful when she hummed. Zhao Heng was suddenly very upset, annoyed his emotions just now, and scared her again.

"Okay." He kissed her closed eyes and agreed.

Song Jianing opened his eyes in confusion, what's the best?

Zhao Heng looked at her beautiful eyes and explained calmly: "I will talk to you more in the future."

The prince actually agreed?

Joy surged from the bottom of his heart like a spring of water. Before Song Jianing's mouth was raised, there was a smile in his eyes. When Zhao Heng saw it, he knew that she was happy. He suddenly pressed her flat and tried to get something back and began to attack him violently. Song Jianing had already got what he wanted, and could no longer bear it. He hooked his neck with his hands and hung it on his shoulder and shouted happily: "Prince, Prince..."

"Satisfied?" She became so fast, and Zhao Heng patted her like punishment.

Song Jianing shivered, realized his meaning, and turned his head shyly.

~

At the end of the first month, the court was on holiday. Zhao Heng slept with his little princess for a long time. Then when the sun was getting higher, the couple took the little princess to the garden while it was warmer. Zhao Heng had no idea what the child wanted to use. Song Jianing took care of his younger brother Mao Geer before getting married, so she asked Liu Xi to prepare a cart before her daughter was born last year. Song Jianing meant that preparing a big cart would be enough for the child to use for three years. After Zhao Heng learned about it, according to the month, three months, six months... he ordered the craftsmen to make six wooden carts of different sizes.

Zhao Zhao is lying in a three-month-old wooden car with a sunshade on his head, so the sun doesn't let the sun shine on the little princess' eyes. As for who will push the cart, can the King of Shou, who is in the wind and fairy style of Yushu, do such a thing?

Song Jianing pushed his daughter and walked slowly, bent down from time to time to play hide-and-seek with his daughter in the car, first shouting "Zhaozhao" to attract his daughter's attention. The little girl looked up at her, and Song Jianing avoided her again. After looking for her daughter for a while, Song Jianing lowered her head. Zhao Zhao would be particularly happy to see her mother again. She giggled all the way, which was very successful.

The mother and the mother had a good time. Zhao Heng's eyes changed a few times as he listened to his daughter's laughter.

He didn't even push the car, so Song Jianing would never have thought that the prince might also like to play hide-and-seek with his daughter? He didn't even look at him. Song Jianing was determined to coax his daughter. Until the family of three came to the pond, Zhao Heng suddenly carried his daughter out and walked to the shore to see the scenery. Song Jianing got free and let go of the cart, feeling a little tired.

Looking around, Song Jianing walked to a flat stone, and when Shuang'er laid the brocade mat, she sat down and rested.

A dozen steps away, Zhao Heng stood with his back to the princess, then blocked his daughter's eyes with one hand, blocked for a while, and moved away.

After his big hand was gone, Zhao Zhao immediately looked up and saw his father. The little girl grinned. Zhao Heng blocked his daughter again. Now Zhao Zhao knew that his father was playing with her. When he saw his father again, Zhao Zhao giggled again. His daughter liked him, and Zhao Heng raised his lips and wanted to try again. Song Jianing walked over curiously: "What are Zhao Zhao laughing about?"

Zhao Heng had no choice but to let go.

Zhao Zhao looked at her father expectantly, but before she could wait for her father's hand, the mother next to her came back. Zhao Zhao liked her father, but she liked her mother the most, and immediately tried hard to go to her mother to hug her. Song Jianing went to pick her up without thinking. Seeing that her face was flushed, and even fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, she knew that she was tired, so she said, "Sit for a while."

After saying that, regardless of her daughter's wishes, she hugged the little girl and walked towards the place where Song Jianing had just sat. Zhaozhao did not resist the hug of her father. She could not see her mother anymore. She blinked and looked around curiously.

Zhao Heng sat down with his daughter in his arms, Song Jianing sat next to him, and sighed to the pond: "This year seems to be warmer than last year. I remember that the lake started to thaw in February last year. At the end of the first lunar month, the prince saw that the ice was about to melt." As he said that, he raised his chin to the pond next to him.

Zhao Heng was teasing his daughter just now and didn't pay attention to the pond. When he saw it, it was true that as she said, the frozen pond in the winter moon was now only a layer of ice left on the surface. Of course, it was also related to the shallow water of the pond here. The ice and snow melted and the water surface rose. Zhao Heng stared at the water surface and his brows gradually frowned.

Song Jianing did not receive a response, turned his head and saw his serious look. Song Jianing was shocked and whispered: "What's wrong with the prince?"

Zhao Heng didn't want to talk about politics to her, but when he met her worried eyes, he spontaneously said: "Spring Flood."

Song Jianing was stunned at first, then looked at the water again. In February and March, the ice in the river melted and the water surface rose and rose, which was called the spring flood. Because the peach blossoms bloomed just in time, the spring flood was also called the peach blossom flood. It sounded quite artistic, but in the places where the peach blossom flood was severe, the water flow broke through the embankment and flooded the fields and houses, which was a natural disaster.

Song Jianing experienced floods and continuous heavy rains when he was in the south of the Yangtze River. There was water all over the yard. Fortunately, there was no major disaster near the Song family. The water fell in one or two days. However, the place next to him heard that houses collapsed and the people and livestock were swept away by the water. Thinking of those hearings and looking at the prince beside him, Song Jianing immediately felt awe. It was just a small pond in the royal palace garden. The prince could think of the spring flood and the people, and he was so kind of caring about the world. No wonder he could be an emperor in the future. I think he must be a wise monarch.

Song Jianing had also lamented about her prince's identity as a future emperor before, but she always lamented that she was lucky enough to marry the future emperor. At this moment, Song Jianing realized for the first time that her husband did have the talent of an emperor and the virtue of an emperor. Only by thinking about the suffering that the people may suffer in advance can he prepare for the future. Will someone like Liang Shao be a good official?

"Go back." Zhao Heng whispered.

Song Jianing guessed that he was going to the study and nodded.

Sure enough, Zhao Heng spent the whole afternoon in the study room of the front yard, and Song Jianing took care of his daughter in the back yard. In the evening, the prince came over and he held his daughter to coax him. Song Jianing moved behind him and knelt down and took the initiative to help him pinch his shoulders. Zhao Heng was quite surprised. Looking back at her, Song Jianing smiled softly: "The prince either reads books or writes words for the afternoon. His shoulders must be sore. I will help you relieve your fatigue."

Zhao Heng laughed and advised, "Stop." With her little strength, it doesn't matter whether she pinched it or not.

The prince couldn't bear to let her work, and Song Jianing felt warmer and became more determined to serve him, pinching her shoulders and pounding her back. She was so busy that Zhao Heng had to accept it funny. Then he wanted to sleep honestly tonight, but after enjoying her attentiveness, he got on the bed and gave her a good meal of immortal dew, which made her cheeks turn red, her almond eyes filled with spring, like a fairy turned into a peach blossom.

Before dawn the next day, Zhao Heng entered the palace with a refreshing spirit.

By chance, Emperor Xuande also mentioned the spring flood in the morning court, and wanted to pick one person to entrust the river patrol envoy to supervise the construction of dams on both sides of the Yellow River to prevent the Yellow River from breaking in the spring flood and summer flood. As soon as this was said, the military officers did not react much, because this was the civil servants' affairs, and the civil servants were silent. They all remembered that the four prefectures of the Yellow River had broken dams last year, and the people of several counties were displaced. The emperor was furious and beheaded more than a dozen officials of all counties in the prefectures and counties. Even the river patrol envoys last year were inevitably punished and were beheaded.

The Yellow River is the second god. Who knows whether the Yellow River will flood again this year? Moreover, once the river patrol commander goes, he will be running around the Yellow River area for half a year. The wind and sun are blowing, which is obviously a difficult task. Why should these Beijing officials stay away from the glory and wealth and run to blow the river wind?

The hall was silent, and Emperor Xuande was sank. When these useless officials were unable to use them, they always went to him to discuss this memorial and that. Now the court needs them to make suggestions and efforts, but they are afraid of avoiding it. No one speaks, Emperor Xuande glances one by one and is ready to choose one by himself.

"Father, my son is willing to go." Someone suddenly stepped out of the line and his voice was clear.

Emperor Xuande showed a look of surprise.

The civil and military officials also looked at the center of the hall in shock and recognized that the third prince, Shou Wang, was standing there. After the Shou Wang opposed the emperor's northern expedition, the court officials already knew Shou Wang's talent and courage. Therefore, they did not have too much surprise today, but they didn't quite understand why Shou Wang took on this job.

Emperor Xuande didn't understand either. More importantly, he was worried that the third brother would go out and be bullied by local officials. He was not afraid, but the local official deliberately said a big call and said that the third brother could not answer, so the third brother would have no place to say anything. However, Emperor Xuande could not refuse the third brother who volunteered. If he refused, it would be equivalent to distrust, which made the third brother lose face again.

When he was in a complicated mood, Emperor Xuande's eyes turned and said to the fourth brother Gong: "You should be experienced and experienced. You should go with King Shou on this trip. You will follow the arrangements of King Shou in everything." Emperor Xuande had long seen that among the four sons, the third brother was the most strategic, but he could not speak, so he would let the fourth brother be the pioneer for his brother. The fourth brother had a temper like the eldest brother and was not happy to lose at all. The local officials would never dare to be sloppy in front of the fourth brother.

"My son obeys the order." King Shou and King Gong said at the same time.

The King of Chu was deeply relieved when he looked at his two younger brothers, especially his own brother, who was finally willing to take the errand. King Rui glanced at the two younger brothers on the opposite side and looked at the smile of his father's approval. King Rui couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known that he should take the errand, he would blame the local officials for breaking the errand. No matter how angry his father was, he would not kill him. If the Yellow River did not break the errand, it would be a great achievement.

I really regret the more I think about it.

After the court dispersed, Emperor Xuande called the third brother and the fourth brother to Chongzheng Hall and asked the third brother first: "It is difficult to patrol the river. You usually only like reading books and paintings. Why do you want to share my worries this time?"

Zhao Heng said seriously: "The Yellow River breaks its dam and the people suffer. My sons can't bear it, so they are willing to do their best."

Emperor Xuande looked at this son and felt a sigh. When the third brother grew up, in addition to occasionally pleading for his brother who was reckless and angered, the third brother spoke twice on the court affairs, and advised him to postpone the Northern Expedition to soldiers and the people, and he refused to contradict his father with all his heart. This time, he inspected the Yellow River and wanted to do something for the people, and he did not have any selfishness.

When it comes to serving the people, the third brother did the best.

"Okay, I will leave it to your brothers on both sides of the Yellow River this year." Emperor Xuande said solemnly.

Zhao Heng nodded, and King Gong confidently promised, "Don't worry, Father, my third brother and I must do our job beautifully!"

Emperor Xuande smiled and said, "Okay, hurry up and go back to the house and prepare to go. Let's set off tomorrow morning and all the homes are arranged."

Zhao Heng, King Gong responded in unison and retreated at the same time. On the way out of the palace, King Gong kept saying excitedly: "Third brother, thanks to you this time, I also have the opportunity to go out of the capital. The Yellow River, I have only read it in books, and I have not seen it with my own eyes. I don't know how wider it is than the Danshui River."

Zhao Heng... has never seen the Yellow River. He even did not visit the capital more than the fourth brother.

Excitement was also surging in his heart, but Zhao Heng was even more concerned about the little princess at home. He walked out of the palace gate and parted ways with Prince Gong and got on his own carriage. The carriage was not slow or anxious. Zhao Heng looked at the gap in the curtains and the figures of the princess and daughters flashed in his mind. He thought that he had been away for half a year, and he was too young to leave.

The carriage stopped, Zhao Heng got out, his eyes swept across the Duke's Mansion next door, and Zhao Heng's heart suddenly sank.

Guo Xiao...

After standing there for a while, Zhao Heng went back to the room to change his clothes first.

Song Jianing was tired last night, and she just helped the prince pinch his shoulders. The prince was so moved that he came three times a night! He closed his eyes in the morning and fed his daughter. Song Jianing continued to sleep, asking the wet nurse and the maids to play with Zhaozhao. He was sleeping soundly, Shuang'er hurriedly ran in and pushed her and said, "Carewell, Princess, Princess is back!"
To be continued...