The weather warmed in February, and Zhao Heng officially moved to the Eastern Palace as the prince, becoming the first prince after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

When Emperor Gaozu was in power, he was busy unifying the Central Plains. Because the empress dowager was unable to decide whether to pass the throne to his younger brother or son, he did not make a crown prince until his death. When Emperor Xuande was in power, his throne was criticized by the people, and his son, whom he valued, had an accident one after another, and he unknowingly delayed his present day.

With the prince in the East Palace, there is no need to worry about the emperor's sudden death and chaos in the court. The ministers looked at the empty Eastern Palace and began to think about it. The prince is to be an emperor, so how could there be only one woman around him? He must ask the emperor to give the prince a few concubines and concubines. If his daughter is elected, they will be relatives of the royal country in the future.

Therefore, before the position of the crown princess Song Jianing was in full swing, he heard about the civil officials who were asked to send people to the Eastern Palace.

The news came to my ears, Song Jianing lost his appetite and was no longer pleasant to eat.

She knew that Zhao Heng was very dedicated. The two had been married for more than six years. After storms, Zhao Heng had never met any other woman. But now it is different. The ministers urged him that Emperor Xuande had long had the idea of ​​giving others. As the crown prince below one person, would Zhao Heng be willing to refuse his father and ministers for him?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Zhaozhao was copying the lark painted by his father. After drawing the wings, Zhaozhao wanted her mother to see her. She raised her head, but saw her mother staring at the table blankly, not smiling like she was when she was just talking. Zhaozhao remembered this expression. The mother was kidnapped by a bad person two years ago, and Madam Cen often stared at a place in a daze.

In the little princess's heart, being idle is like being unhappy, she wants her mother to be happy.

Song Jianing came back to his senses and met his daughter's worried eyes. Song Jianing smiled and said softly: "Mom is thinking about what to eat tonight."

Zhaozhao continued to stare at his mother.

Just as Song Jianing was about to change the topic, Brother You came back when he got tired of playing in the yard. He ran to his mother and asked for water to drink from her mother. The little guy liked her mother to take care of him personally, as if the water fed by the wet nurse was not as sweet as that of her mother. Song Jianing asked her daughter to continue practicing painting. She picked up her son and went to the couch to feed water and wash her hands.

My mother was busy taking care of her younger brother, Zhao Zhao blinked and lowered her head to draw.

The red sun gradually drooped westward, Zhaozhao greeted her mother, and she led the maid to the east palace gate to wait for her father.

Zhao Heng came out of the Secretariat and still remembered the embankment of the Yellow River this year. When he was about to arrive at the East Palace, he suddenly found a small figure in the distance, wearing a pink skirt, sitting on the steps without moving. After a while, the little girl saw him, picked it up and flew towards him like a butterfly.

Zhao Heng immediately put aside the state affairs and walked quickly to greet his little princess.

"Father!" As we were getting closer, Zhao Zhao opened his arms long ago and wanted to hug him.

Zhao Heng smiled and picked up his daughter, kissed her first, and then said strangely: "Why did you come out?"

Of course, Zhaozhao had a reason. He looked at his mother's palace. Zhaozhao told his father with a worried face: "Mom is unhappy."

Zhao Heng's eyes changed slightly, he stopped and asked his daughter seriously: "Why?" As soon as he said that, a guess suddenly appeared in Zhao Heng's heart.

Zhao Zhao shook her head and said depressedly: "Mom refused to tell me, and she also lied that she was thinking about what to eat at night."

Zhao Zhao was really depressed by his mother's lying and felt that he could not help. Zhao Heng looked at his daughter's appearance, but couldn't help laughing, wondering why his little princess was so cute.

"Don't be afraid, my father asked her tonight, and my mother will be fine tomorrow." Zhao Heng solemnly promised.

Zhaozhao felt relieved, and opened his mouth, revealing two neat rows of teeth, but one of the front teeth had begun to loosen and was about to change the teeth.

The father and daughter had a small secret. At the dinner table, Zhao Zhao secretly observed his father and mother with big eyes open. There was something wrong in his heart, and Song Jianing still had a bad appetite and tried not to show it. Zhao Heng wanted to enter the tent and coax his princess, and saw his daughter's clever almond eyes. Zhao Heng was funny. It was rare to pick up a piece of ribs in front of his children and palace servants and hand them to Song Jianing, and said simply: "It tastes good, eat more."

Song Jianing was slightly surprised and subconsciously looked at the child at the same table. Brother You stared at the ribs between his father's chopsticks and drooled, thinking that he wanted to eat ribs, Zhao Zhao held the small bowl and happily observed his mother. Song Jianing's face turned red, his almond eyes swept towards Zhao Heng, and then quickly picked up the bowl and took the ribs, which were shy and sweet, and forgot his worries for the time being.

The father really coaxed his mother, Zhao Zhao was satisfied and slept very well at night.

Song Jianing wanted to sleep but couldn't. I wonder why Zhao Heng was so excited tonight. First, he pressed her on the table while she was helping him with a loose dress. The legs of the table were zipped and moved, making Song Jianing so embarrassed that he covered his face and begged for mercy. After rubbing the table, he arrived on the bed. Zhao Heng hugged her from behind, insisted on putting her chin with one hand, and watched her come, slowly.

"Prince..."

Song Jianing felt uncomfortable and thought he was quick.

Her cheeks were blushing, like pink peony that was slightly wet in the drizzle, and her almond eyes were begging to him, looking at him in a sarcastic manner. Zhao Heng pressed her mouth and kissed her. After kissing her enough, he pressed against her hot face and asked hoarsely, "Is it still called the prince?"

Song Jianing became nervous and quickly changed his words to call him the prince.

I was used to hearing the prince, Zhao Heng didn't like this new name. Listening to her gentle humming, Zhao Heng suddenly hugged her tightly and said in her ear: "Call me by name."

His word?

Song Jianing thought for a while before remembering that her man, her prince, her future emperor, her surname was Zhao and her name was Yuanxiu.

She knew, but she couldn't say it, as if she was just a traitor.

"Call." Zhao Heng pressed her down and lay down, without any warning, a gust of storm.

Song Jianing almost dispersed, like a small broken boat involved in a storm, and there was no way to avoid any thoughts. He shouted "Yuanxiu" several times in a row. It didn't work, and it was changed to "Zhao Heng". Zhao Heng originally wanted to tease her, but unexpectedly, Zhao Heng was inexplicably used it, so he was so angry that he was so angry.

After the matter was over, the mattresses under both of them could not sleep.

Song Jianing lay softly on his chest, tired and refreshing.

"There will be no one else." Zhao Heng pulled away the long hair in front of her, his voice hoarse.

Song Jianing raised his eyes and unexpectedly bumped into a pair of clear and dark eyes.

"There will be no one else." Zhao Heng stroked her face and repeated quietly: "There will be no one else in this life."

He said sweet words to her. Song Jianing curled his lips and tears fell uncontrollably, more and more, buried in his chest and thrust. Zhao Heng was not sure, so he hugged her and sat upright. Song Jianing continued to burrow into his arms, refusing to ask him to see. She cried so hard that Zhao Heng didn't persuade her for the time being, but just hugged her gently.

After she calmed down slowly, Zhao Heng pinched her earlobe helplessly: "Why are you crying?"

"The prince is so nice to me." There was a turmoil in his heart. Song Jianing used his old name without paying attention and gently whispered, "I have not a high status and have caused so many troubles to the prince. The prince never dislikes me, and is getting better and better to me. It's like a dream. I'm afraid that one day the prince will suddenly dislike me..."

I am afraid that everything in front of me will disappear one day, and I am afraid that I will fall from the sky to the bottom.

"After a long time, will you hate me?" Zhao Heng touched her head and asked with a smile.

Song Jianing shook his head, how could she be so nice?

"Why can't?" Zhao Heng helped her sit down and looked at her tears.

Song Jianing stopped crying and murmured, "Prince, the prince is kind to me, I, I like you." At the last sentence, he leaned on his shoulder embarrassedly.

Zhao Heng smiled, hugged her tightly, kissed her earlobe and said, "An An is good to me, I also like An An. It's enough to pretend to be someone with one heart."

Some people say that it is difficult for couples to get along. Zhao Heng never felt that An An likes him, and he likes An An. It’s hard to live like this for the rest of his life?

The next day, Emperor Xuande looked at the stack of memorials on the table asking for the prince's talent show and sent someone to Prince Xuan.

Zhao Heng came to take the order, and before entering the room, he heard a cough inside. Seeing his father's health getting worse and worse, Zhao Heng frowned.

Emperor Xuande was sick for a long time and got used to it. He interrupted his son's concern. He picked up several memorials and threw them in front of his son, and said earnestly: "You and the Crown Princess have deep feelings, I know that you are the crown prince and the future emperor. You should accept concubines and give birth to more princes, so that you can ensure the inheritance of the throne. Only one Crown Princess, if there is a child..."

"Father." Zhao Heng begged for a moment, not wanting to hear anything worried about his children's health.

That was his biological grandson, and Emperor Xuande didn't want to say it, but just reminded his son to have more children.

Zhao Heng understood and lowered his eyes and said, "The Crown Princess gave birth to a son and a daughter for her son. She is still young. The son will be more pampered and add a few more grandchildren to her father as soon as possible."

Emperor Xuande smiled angrily. He wanted his son to have more women who could have children, rather than asking him to have more children with Song Jianing. If a woman can have more than one person in a year, how can she compare to a group of women?

Zhao Heng naturally knew that what he said just now could not convince his father, so he knelt down and explained in a low voice: "Father, son minister, son minister, son minister does not want to take a concubine, because son minister cannot guarantee whether a second Chen family will appear around him."

Emperor Xuande was stunned.

Zhao Heng bent down and kowtowed: "Father, my son has a crown princess, and the harem is peaceful. Only then can the son be fully in charge of governing the world. Please give me a clear understanding of the father."

Emperor Xuande pursed his lips. Not all men would be poisoned to death by their concubines, but one of his sons set the stage. It is reasonable that the third brother took it as a warning after personal experience.

"Forget it, let it go, teach Brother You well." Emperor Xuande was exhausted. Since his son did not listen to his advice, he would not advise him. Moreover, the fat daughter-in-law of the fourth brother really looked like she could have children.

Things were resolved smoothly, and Zhao Heng gave Song Jianing another reassurance in the evening.

Song Jianing was so happy that in order to return to Emperor Xie, two months after moving into the Eastern Palace, the first princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty was happy again.

The good news came to Chongzheng Hall, and Emperor Xuande was really dissatisfied. Even the civil and military ministers learned that they silently lamented that the Crown Princess was born with blessings.

Only Song Jianing knew that all her blessings were given to her by Zhao Heng.
Chapter completed!