Before he knew it, the carriage arrived in front of the city gate. The four girls of Song Jianing were chatting. A sudden hurried voice came from outside the car: "Girl, I'm not doing well. Madam has a headache again. You should go home and have a look!"

The voice was too close, and Yun Fang curiously lifted the curtain of the car. The four girls looked back together and saw a maid in a fine cloth dress standing in front of the Feng family carriage, looking anxious. After a while, Feng Zheng stuck out the carriage and said goodbye to them uneasy. Of course, the Guo brothers and sisters had no objection. The King of Chu frowned and let the person go happily.

Feng Zheng is leaving now.

Song Jianing breathed a sigh of relief for Feng Zheng. If the King of Chu had just made a temporary decision and had forgotten Feng Zheng after returning to the palace, Feng Zheng would have no worries.

The King of Chu was gone, and he said to Guo Xiao with a calm face: "Unfortunately, I suddenly remembered that there was something else in the palace, and we will get together again in the future."

Guo Xiao couldn't ask for it, but his face showed regret.

Zhao Heng looked at his brother, said nothing, urging the horse to follow his brother and leave calmly.

Guo Xiao turned his head and returned to his car, raised the curtains and asked the sisters inside: "Will you go back to your house or look at Yunlou?" His eyes swept over the four girls in turn, and finally settled on Song Jianing's face.

Song Jianing pursed his lips and stopped talking.

There was nothing Tingfang and the three girls didn't understand. They laughed out loud. Guo Xiao didn't need to ask anymore and asked the coachman to go to Yunlou.

Wangyun Tower is the most famous restaurant in Beijing. The kitchen masters all have disappeared. Ordinary shepherd's purse fell into their hands and became delicacies. The dumplings made were thin and fresh. Song Jianing forgot all his worries when he ate them. Seeing that she was delicious, Guo Xiao and his sisters saw that she was not used to the taste of shepherd's purse, they ate a few more or less.

Just as Song Jianing was wondering whether to bring some dumplings to his mother, Feng Zheng was pouring bitterness to his mother at the Feng family in the west of the city: "Mom, fortunately Uncle Li asked someone to send you a message to you to make you think of pretending to be sick, otherwise I would probably be drinking with the King of Chu at this moment. You don't know, that King of Chu is too..."

Mrs. Feng lit her daughter's lips and refused to say bad things to noble people behind her back: "I've avoided it today, but it doesn't mean that something will happen in the future. Listen to my mother's words, don't go out for a walk recently. I'm at home and practice the girl's passion. Although your father and I can't bear to leave you, we can't keep you by our side. At the latest next year, we will find a good family for you no matter what we say."

Feng Zheng didn't want to get married, so he ran away with a smile. When he returned to his room, a burly figure appeared in his mind. Feng Zheng bit his lips and had to admit that although the King of Chu was a rogue, he was handsome and was indeed worthy of the four words "Dragon, Zhang and Phoenix" in his eyes. But no matter how good he looked, the two of them could not fight each other.

She secretly commented on the King of Chu, who was also thinking about the beauty. After a sip of wine, she asked her younger brother opposite the dinner table: "Miss Feng, what do you think?" He had seen many beauties, but for some reason, only Feng Zheng's peach-blue eyes hooked him the most, making him unable to let go. In the first lunar month, the father discussed with him about choosing a concubine. The King of Chu was dispensable, but now he felt that he should marry a princess.

He was so confused that the King of Chu felt a sense of his younger brother's coldness after a while, and said in a naughty way: "Why is the face so ugly?"

Zhao Heng raised his eyes with questions.

The King of Chu stared at his younger brother. He doesn't like to laugh, but he won't get angry easily. His expression is always faint, as if nothing happened in the palace has nothing to do with him. But at this moment, the King of Chu felt a hint of coldness on his younger brother. When he thought about it carefully, it seemed that after returning to the palace, his younger brother always had this cold face.

"Who offended you?" The King of Chu was really puzzled.

Zhao Heng said: "No."

After saying that, he put down his chopsticks and stood up and said, "Brother, use it slowly." He left his brother and went back to the inner room to rest.

The King of Chu looked at his younger brother suspiciously, and then looked at the food that had hardly moved in front of him. The King of Chu suddenly understood that it must be that the food tasted wrong today and that it caused his younger brother. No wonder he had no appetite. It turned out that it was really a problem with the food.

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After returning from Wangyun Tower in the Duke of Wei's Mansion, Song Jianing brought the shepherd's purse she dug with her own hands to her mother like a treasure.

In the third month of pregnancy, Lin was pregnant, the most uncomfortable period of morning sickness had passed, but she still couldn't get her appetite. Seeing a basket of fresh green shepherd's purse, Lin's greed was really hooked up, praising her daughter, and then asked the maid to deliver the shepherd's purse to the kitchen and make small wontons at night.

The family of five in the big house, Tingfang accompanied the wife of the grandmother in Changxinyuan, and used three meals a day. Guo Xiao moved into his Yiheju at the age of thirteen and had a meal alone, so there was only Song Jianing with his stepfather and mother in Linyuntang. In the evening, Guo Boyan came back and saw that Lin's expression was good, he was also happy and asked with a smile: "Why are you willing to laugh today?"

Song Jianing lowered his eyes and smiled.

He spoke whispers in front of his daughter, and Lin's cheeks flushed and he did not answer.

Guo Boyan asked his daughter instead.

Song Jianing sold a little secret: "After a moment, there is a dish that my mother likes to eat at the dinner table, my father guess?"

Guo Boyan looked at Lin and was intrigued: "Okay." He yelled to the maid to serve the meal.

Dinner was relatively simple. The three of them served a bowl of wontons in front of them, and then arranged five dishes, including meat and vegetables, with color, fragrance and flavor. Guo Boyan put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and glanced at the table. He knew that Lin did not like meat dishes, so he pointed to the plate of fried spring bamboo shoots and said, "This?"

Lin nodded perfunctorily, not wanting him to guess.

As soon as he guessed, Guo Boyan was very proud and immediately picked up a chopstick for his wife.

The couple looked very loving, and Song Jianing lowered his head and ate silently.

Lin ate the bamboo shoots that Guo Boyan had picked up, and had no appetite for other dishes, so he ate the wontons in the bowl in small sips. While eating, Guo Boyan was paying attention to his wife. Seeing that she had eaten six small wontons in a row, she was so happy that she ate so much for the first time after having fun. Guo Boyan was surprised and happy, and finally found something wrong: "What filling is your wonton?"

His is meat filling.

Lin put down the spoon and looked at his daughter and smiled: "The shepherd's purse dug by An An is quite fresh."

Guo Boyan had never eaten it before, so he took one from his wife's bowl casually, took a bite, and raised Meifeng, and after a while, he said, "Well, it's fresh enough."

Lin saw that he didn't like to eat, so he smiled and ate 70% full.

After the meal, Song Jianing left in time. Guo Boyan helped Lin back to the room. The first two months ago, Lin was seriously depressed and vomited so much that she lost weight. Guo Boyan was worried that she was also worried about the child, and had no time to think about it. Lin was eating well tonight, with a rosy complexion, and regained her charming charm. Guo Boyan's desire revived, and hugged Lin and kissed her at night.

The two of them had kissed them before, and they let go to bed after a brief kiss, which was more like a comfort. Lin thought it would be the same tonight, but unexpectedly, Guo Boyan was reluctant to let go and moved her clothes. Lin was shocked and panicked when Guo Boyan kissed her earlobe: "Mr., I, I am weak, you..."

Guo Boyan paused, and the fiery breath squirted on her neck, like a beast ready to hunt at any time, staring at her.

Lin had already felt his urgency. Thinking about it, there was almost a year left, and Guo Boyan was a man with strong spirit. She put one hand on her stomach and waited for a while to see Guo Boyan reluctant to lie back. Lin finally mustered up the courage, looked at the tent on one side, and tentatively said: "Mr., do you have a maid in your yard who is in love with me? I am now both bodies and can't serve you. Why not choose a maid to open my face?"

Lin was born in a wealthy business family. When rich wives were pregnant, they would arrange for family marriages for the master. How could the head of the family be wronged with a powerful man like the Duke's Mansion be wronged? Instead of waiting for Guo Boyan to speak on his own initiative, it would be better for her to make arrangements first, so as not to misunderstand her that she was jealous. Moreover, if Guo Boyan has a place to sleep, she could also take care of her baby.

The tent was dark, and Lin held his breath and waited for him to respond.
Chapter completed!