Shouwang Mansion.

The King of Chu is Zhao Heng's biological brother. He has been here several times. Although he expressed his grief and anger at his younger brother's self-deprecation, the fruit trees have all bear fruit. My younger brother likes them so much that he can't let someone cut down the tree, so he can only pour back his stomach full of sour water, and secretly decided to find a way to help his younger brother move the royal palace to the inner city and build a grand mansion again.

This is the first time for the Fourth Prince. The palace is the most expensive palace in the world, but in fact, the places where the courtyards of each palace can move are really not big. The crowds are crowded and it seems more blocked. The palace is different. The land is vast and sparsely populated. The fourth prince came out of the palace and entered the palace. It was like birds flying out of the cage and running towards the woods, breathing smoother. Look wherever it is fresh, and I quietly longed for the day when he was granted the king's house.

"Where is Duanhui?" Looking at the fourth brother who was walking towards the hall from east to west, the King of Chu said in confusion.

The fourth prince raised his chin to the Duke of Wei’s mansion in the west: “Go to find her good cousin.”

The King of Chu shook his head funny. How old is Princess Duanhui? She only talks about Guo Xiao’s good things all day long. I don’t know whether she is her brother or her future son-in-law.

"Third brother, take me to take a walk. The second brother said that your palace is the largest." The fourth prince was excited and did not sit down, and directly told Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng put down the tea bowl and looked at King Chu and said, "I'm working hard."

Before King Rui arrived, King Chu thought his younger brother was going to stay here to entertain King Rui, so he led the fourth prince to visit the garden.

Zhao Heng sat upright in the hall, picked up the tea bowl and savored it carefully. The top-quality Huangshan Maofeng, which was paid tribute, was fragrant and mellow, and had a timeless charm.

After using half a bowl, Princess Duanhui suddenly heard in front of her unwilling complaint: "Grandma is really, but she went to burn incense today, which made me in vain."

The willful princess is young and does not realize how the words will cause the other party to feel when the owner of the house hears it.

Yun Fang was simple and didn't hear that something was wrong, and Song Jianing was not scheming, but she lived for two lifetimes. In addition, her awe of King Zhao Heng for King Zhao Heng was second only to Emperor Xuande. When she was with Zhao Heng, she was cautious and afraid of saying a word wrong. Now Princess Duanhui openly didn't take Zhao Heng in her eyes. Song Jianing immediately heard it, and moved her eyes aside, just pretending that she didn't know.

Guo Shu lit up his cousin's head and whispered, "Shut up."

He doesn't like his cousin's arrogant attitude, but as a cousin, he can't watch his cousin offend people stupidly.

Princess Duanhui glared at him and shut her mouth.

Bypassing the screen wall and passing through the sedan hall, there was Songhe Hall in front, where the owner of the Shou Palace entertained guests. The door of the hall was wide open. When Song Jianing looked up, he saw Prince Shou sitting south inside, wearing a moon-white dark-patterned python robe with jade belt tied with a waist. The man was lowering his head to taste tea, his eyes were lowered and his eyebrows were like green peaks. When he heard footsteps, he slowly raised his eyes, swept across the four of them casually, and raised his hand to put the tea bowl on the table next to him.

The last time Song Jianing met King Shou was in Shangsi Festival in March. More than eight months have passed, and the King Shou in front of him seems to have changed. He was still as young as a young man at the beginning of the year. His face became more handsome and his banished demeanor was getting stronger and stronger, making people feel ashamed and dared not approach him rashly.

He had just looked at her, and the two of them had a brief collision, but before Song Jianing could lower his eyes politely, his cool gaze had faintly moved away. The indifference that kept people from thousands of miles instantly made the riddles in Song Jianing's memory, sending bayberry candy, and swimming together on the same boat, all of them became a bubble.

It felt like the two had never met before. He was still the noble prince and the future emperor. She was just an ordinary lady in the Duke of Wei's Mansion and had no friendship with each other.

Song Jianing felt a moment of loss and couldn't explain it clearly, but he soon felt relieved. How could the future emperors be so easy to get in love?

Following his cousin, Song Jianing and Yun Fang bowed and bowed: "The young lady pays homage to the prince."

"Start." Zhao Heng said concisely.

"Thank you, Prince." Song Jianing stood up straight and lowered his eyes in a regular manner.

Guo Shu had more or less talked with the other three princes, and had hardly dealt with the rarely-expressed Prince Shou, and after the ceremony, he secretly winked at Princess Duanhui. Princess Duanhui was not used to getting along with Prince Shou. She looked around and said curiously: "Third brother, where is the fourth brother? Is the eldest brother and the second brother here?"

Zhao Heng glanced at Eunuch Fu, and Eunuch Fu lowered his head and smiled: "Go back to the princess, Your Highness, the King of Chu, took the Fourth His Highness to the garden."

Princess Duanhui was intrigued and said to Zhao Heng: "Then let's go too. I'm here for the first time today, my third brother." It's always good to be able to leave the palace.

Zhao Heng nodded, stood up and left his seat, meaning self-evident. Princess Duanhui didn't think much about it. Eunuch Fu unexpectedly stared at the side face of her master, and was very surprised. In terms of relationships, the prince and the fourth prince were still a little closer, and they rarely talked to the willful Princess Duanhui. Why are you willing to accompany Princess Duanhui now?

Eunuch Fu wondered, Princess Duanhui had a headache, she just wanted to walk around by herself, and the third brother followed her, and she ignored him and was inappropriate. She said four words at most every time, and she struggled to listen to it. She walked with her awkwardly for a while. Princess Duanhui had an idea and smiled at Zhao Heng: "Three brother, go find the eldest brother and the fourth brother, I will go and go shopping with my two cousins."

Guo Shu stood behind Zhao Heng and glared at his cousin fiercely. He didn't know how to deal with this prince who was as proud as gold.

Princess Duanhui didn't care and was secretly proud.

Zhao Heng glanced at Eunuch Fu again: "Where?"

Eunuch Fu understood after a change of thought, and smiled and said, "Your Highness, the Fourth Highness is in the Hundred Fruit Forest."

Song Jianing's ears moved, Baiguo Forest? Could it be that there are other fruit trees planted in Prince Shou's Mansion?

Princess Duanhui blinked blankly and suddenly said, "I want to go to the Baiguo Forest too!" She had never seen any fruit trees even though she had grown up, and had only eaten various tribute fruits.

Zhao Heng nodded and signaled to guide the way for the Grandpa Fu. Then he walked side by side with Princess Duanhui, and Song Jianing and his sister followed behind. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, he walked around a rockery. The view in front suddenly became wider. The back garden of Shou Palace was next to the west of the Duke of Wei's Mansion. The huge open space planted fruit trees. However, at this time, most of the fruit trees had fallen leaves, and no one could tell what it was. Only two tall persimmon trees were hung with yellow persimmons.

"Three brother, Duanhui, cousin!" The fourth prince climbed onto the tree at some point, held the trunk in one hand, and greeted everyone under the tree with the other.

Zhao Heng frowned. The King of Chu was not concerned under the tree, and he did not believe that the Fourth Prince would be so stupid that he fell down.

"San brother, why are you planting so many fruit trees?" Princess Duanhui looked at the persimmons freshly and asked strangely. Behind the courtyard wall, the clear blue sky was like a vast canvas, the tall trees and the yellow persimmons were surprisingly beautiful, which was a rural scenery that Princess Duanhui had never seen before.

Eunuch Fu replied on behalf of the master: "The prince has always yearned for pastoral life. It is difficult to pack up the grains and grains, so he planted a few fruit trees, and had time to cut the branches and leaves, and was content with satisfaction."

Song Jianing unexpectedly looked at Zhao Heng not far away. He didn't expect that the god-like figure would have such a preference. However, she liked this garden very much. The back garden of the Duke's Mansion was quite large, but the flowers and trees planted for people to watch were all used. Apart from decorating the garden, it was useless. It was a waste of place.

Princess Duanhui was not interested in the third brother's preference. She just wanted to pick persimmons now, but the persimmon tree was high and the branches were high, so she couldn't even touch the lowest persimmon. The fourth prince was still showing off and asked her if she wanted him to help pick it. Princess Duanhui was not interested, so she turned her head and acted coquettishly at Zhao Heng: "Third brother, I also want to pick persimmons, please think of a solution for me."

Before Zhao Hengshi's eyes were turned, Eunuch Fu smiled: "Princess, don't worry, you will be able to pick it up in a while." After that, he sent the eunuch who followed him to get the pole.

Song Jianing couldn't help but look at the little eunuch who turned and left, and was envious when a stream suddenly came from his ears, "I want it?"

Song Jianing raised his head in surprise and bumped into a pair of cloud-filled eyes. It was clear and transparent, but when he carefully identified it, his eyes were like a bottomless pool of water, which was hard to figure out. He also wanted to explore and noticed that the man frowned slightly. Song Jianing was panicked and said the truth in his heart when he was nervous: "I want to..."

After getting the answer, Zhao Heng immediately turned to the third girl Yun Fang and asked the same question with his eyes.

Yun Fang was overjoyed and said "hmm" hard, because she had prepared in advance and thanked her appropriately: "Thank you, Prince!"

Zhao Heng had already looked away.

Song Jianing moved his lips several times, but in the end he was still embarrassed to add another thank you.

The eunuchs quickly took three long poles and surrounded the head of the pole with a circle of wire slightly larger than persimmons. Under the wire was a gauze bag. Eunuch Fu skillfully demonstrated how to pick persimmons. He hooked the persimmons with an iron ring and gently exerted force, and the persimmon fell into the gauze bag. Princess Duanhui took the lead in picking the long pole, deliberately ran to the tree of the Fourth Prince, and putting fruits that the Fourth Prince could not reach.

Song Jianing and Yun Fang chose another tree to start, and each of them stood aside.

Some people played and some ate, but the nobles allowed it. Song Jianing was very happy. He had no princess in his eyes. He raised his head and looked for the most satisfactory persimmon. She picked the persimmon seriously. Zhao Heng stood not far away with his hands behind his back, looking at the little girl who boldly liked him without a trace.

After not seeing her for half a year, she has grown taller. Her body, which was once a child-like body, had already shown some slightness. There was no change in front of her, and her waist was thinner. She held up a long pole and lifted up her honey-colored jacket, revealing her small waist wrapped by a white long skirt. She was so thin, looking at her back, she looked like a short young girl.

Song Jianing didn't know that someone was looking at her, and her neck was almost sore, and she finally fell in love with a big persimmon. Song Jianing's eyes were shiny, and he held up a long pole and walked back, took a step back and estimated the position, and then continued to retreat. His almond eyes were only staring at the persimmon, forgetting that she had just put a bamboo basket with persimmons behind her.

Everyone else was busy, no one noticed her, only Zhao Heng leaned over quietly.

Seeing that Song Jianing was about to step into the basket with one foot, Zhao Heng had even stretched out his hand. Song Jianing suddenly paused his feet, staring at the front with a blank look. Then, in Zhao Heng's puzzled gaze, his eyes closed and his neck tilted, and he sneezed crisply!
Chapter completed!