Chapter 1187 Queen Song: And that little fox dares
Jinling, Ningguo Mansion, in the backyard
The night wind howled, the lights were blurred, a candle burned brightly red, and an indescribable smell spread in all directions in the house.
Under the window, on the bed surrounded by curtains, the charming young woman from Huaxin is nestled in Jia Heng's arms. Under the scattered bun, she is graceful, her charming cheeks are rosy, and there is a wisp of black and lush hair.
Her hair stuck to her sweaty face, and the earrings on her earlobes swayed gently.
"Ziyu." Li Wan hugged Jia Heng tightly at this moment, looking gentle and gentle, with a fair face as bright as peony petals, radiant jade skin, and slightly red lips.
He was really fooling around just now, how could she call her daddy? She was so crazy just now that she followed him in his nonsense.
Jia Heng embraced the gentle and delicate body of the young Hua Xin woman and whispered in the beauty's ear: "Wan'er, what did your father-in-law say when he came to see you today?"
When Li Wan heard this, his heart skipped a beat, his gentle and bright cheeks turned red with shame, and he said in a trembling voice: "Zi Yu."
But starting from her side, it was indeed his father-in-law.
Li Wan said: "Father said that Brother Lan was in the capital and asked me not to stay in Jiangnan and to go back to the capital."
At the end of the sentence, the beauty's eyebrows were curved, her beautiful eyes twinkling, and she sighed quietly.
She can't live for herself in this life, even for a little while.
Jia Heng said warmly: "Let's go to Beijing when spring starts next year. Spring flowers are also blooming in the Grand View Garden."
Li Wan said softly: "Zi Yu, Brother Lan is not young anymore. It's time to go to the county school. Those teachers in the clan school will no longer be able to teach him."
Although there are lecturers who teach in ethnic studies, they are all supervisors of Juren or Imperial College.
Jia Heng gently picked the stars and the moon and said: "When the time comes, when he enters the Imperial College to study, I will find him a good lecturer from the Imperial College to teach him knowledge. When he is older, let him go to Jinling to study. Li Shibo can also teach him."
He is knowledgeable."
When Li Wan heard this, the charm between his beautiful eyebrows spread out, and warmth surged in his heart, and he said softly: "Ziyu, thank you."
Jia Heng leaned close to the beauty's ear and whispered: "Thank you for what, Wan'er? Who made me like you?"
Li Wan was born in a famous eunuch's family in Jinling. He hid in the boudoir since he was a child. He only read some "Biography of Martyrs" and developed a traditional temperament. He had never heard such love words, and his heart was filled with shame and joy. His elegant and bright jade face appeared.
There was a pinkish blush, and under the curved eyebrows, there was a touch of heat in the crystal beautiful eyes. He leaned close to the young man's ear and called in a low voice: "Daddy~"
I couldn't hear the words that followed clearly, but they were undoubtedly like the words "What are you looking at" from the Northeastern people? In an instant, the war started.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jia Heng hugged the young woman with flowers and said softly: “It’s getting late, Wan’er, I’ll go back first.”
It was impossible for him to spend the night at Li Wan's place. Unlike Sister Feng, who could use Ping'er to cover her up, and Sister Feng had a fierce temperament. Everyone knew about Sister Feng's upright and unyielding temper. Li Wan's widow lived in the house, and the chastity memorial arch had been erected for so many years.
Li Wan Wanli's eyebrows were filled with a bit of reluctance. She supported her soft body with one lotus-rooted arm, and her voice was surprisingly smooth, and she said softly: "Zi Yu, let me help you get dressed."
In her eyes, the person in front of her is her man.
"It's too cold. You're sweating all over. Don't catch a cold." Jia Heng glanced at the snow-white beauty and whispered.
He didn't say anything else to Li Wan, but found some clothes and put them on.
Li Wan looked at the young man, gently stroking his lower abdomen, with a hint of joy in his beautiful eyes.
Zi Yu probably liked her, but it was a pity that he didn't meet Zi Yu earlier.
Jia Heng also put on the python suit and didn't say much else. He left the wing and saw Su Yun and Bi Yue with red cheeks beside the screen. He said softly: "I'll wait for your grandma to get up and wash up."
With that said, he left without saying much else.
In fact, it was already midnight, and everything was quiet. Only a few dog barks could be heard from outside, making the night even more quiet.
It's such a cold day, I really don't want to get up from Li Xiaowan's warm and fragrant nephrite powder and walk into the biting cold wind.
He quietly came to the study, put on his clothes and thought about the future.
If it reaches a certain point, it is impossible not to think about that position. But at the beginning, he solemnly promised that the emperor would not let him down, and he would not let the emperor down.
The emperor is treating him well now, and if he has a different intention, he will not be popular.
Moreover, Xianning and Jinyang were deeply in love with him, so it was not easy for him to usurp their inheritance.
As for the time when the Sima family has been run by three generations and the ruling and opposition parties are spread all over China and abroad.
Jia Heng was thinking wildly, slowly closed his eyes, and said no more.
On the other side, in the courtyard where Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi live, the night is like water, the lights have been extinguished, and inside the curtains, the two Zhen sisters are lying on the bed, talking quietly.
Zhen Lan's pretty cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and she said softly: "I'm going to Guining tomorrow. Brother Heng didn't come back tonight either."
Zhen Xi's eyebrows were curved, her palm-sized little face was full of charm, and she said in a trembling voice, "Maybe she went to Sister Bao and Sister Lin's place."
Zhen Lan's face was as beautiful as the clouds, and she said warmly: "The two of them haven't met yet."
"We haven't gone through the door yet." Zhen Xi said softly.
The next day, the sky was bright. On the second day of the first lunar month, the dazzling sunlight leaked from the clouds and shone brightly on the snow-covered pavilions and pavilions, making them look white and silent.
Jia Heng woke up early in the morning and when he got up, he heard a familiar voice from outside calling: "Master."
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Qingwen, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Qingwen, go get me some hot water."
"When did the young master come back?" Qingwen whispered: "There is no charcoal brazier in this room. It's so cold that the young master didn't even come to my room."
Jia Heng said: "Well, I came back in the evening. You were asleep at that time."
Qingwen walked closer, lowered her head and sniffed, her cheeks turned red, and said: "Master, please wait a moment, I will get him some hot water, and I will also ask the kitchen to prepare some hot water."
"Also tell the kitchen to prepare some food." Jia Heng said softly, and then got up.
Fortunately this is winter. If it were summer, I would probably be teased by Qingwen and make me wet my pants.
Jia Heng didn't say much else. He stood up and rubbed his hands.
After a while, Qingwen came over with warm water, a look of concern on her pretty face, and said softly: "Sir, I will prepare a charcoal brazier for you later."
Jia Heng said: "It will be fine after you have some hot food."
Qingwen said softly: "Who is it? I won't let the young master stay overnight at night."
She looks more like Miss Lin, but Miss Lin is too old and shouldn't be treated like a child...
Jia Heng said: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm worried about other people's gossip."
"That's right, after all, she is the eldest daughter of the Yellow Flower who has not left the palace." Qingwen said softly.
Jia Heng didn't answer, nor did the widowed man.
After the meal, Jia Heng finished taking a bath. At this time, Zhen Lan's maid came to look for Jia Heng and said softly: "Master, Miss Lan is ready in the house."
Jia Heng said: "I'll go there right away."
A few days ago, I promised Sister Lanxi that she would go to Zhen's home to return to Ning. I couldn't keep the promise.
While talking, Jia Heng came to the hall of the back house and saw the two sisters Lan Xi dressed up, one in a blue dress and the other in a pink dress, looking quite playful.
Zhen Lan came forward to greet him, her brows were lively and her eyes were full of joy, and she said softly: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng said: "Lan'er, have you had breakfast?"
"I've eaten." Zhen Lan said softly with joy in her heart.
Brother Heng asked her first this time.
Zhen Xi's beautiful face flushed slightly and she whispered: "Brother Heng, have you eaten?"
Jia Heng said: "I just ate it."
He also came closer and took Zhen Xi's slender hand, and said softly: "Xi'er, you are one year older and a little taller."
As he spoke, he gently stroked Zhen Xi's head.
Originally, Zhen Xi reached his shoulders, but now it reaches his chin, and he grew very fast.
"Brother Heng." Zhen Xi lowered her head, her pretty palm-sized face already as bright as the clouds. Feeling the young man's pampering and affection, her heart could not help but surge with sweetness.
Zhen Lan's pretty face froze for a moment, and she pursed her pink lips, feeling a bit uneasy in her heart.
Why didn't Brother Heng say anything about her? She has also grown taller. Not only has she grown taller, she has also grown...
Thinking of the young man's infatuation with her when he was intimate with her in the past, the girl's heart burned and she quickly suppressed her thoughts.
Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at the young girl with a lively face and eyes. As Zhen Xi got older, her facial features gradually opened up, her face was as bright as a cloud, and she gradually gained a little more of the charm of a big girl.
Jia Heng whispered: "Xi'er is so beautifully dressed today."
Zhen Lan: "..."
She's not pretty today, is she?
Zhen Xi's eyebrows were lowered, her delicate jade cheeks were as red as clouds, waves of sweetness surged in her heart, and she whispered: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng looked at the girl on the side and chuckled: "Sister Lan'er is the same."
Zhen Lan's face was bright and fair. She bit her pink lips with her teeth and said softly: "She is not as gentle and lovely as sister Xi'er."
It feels like he likes the gentler kind, but unfortunately Zhen Lan has this kind of temperament.
Jia Heng held Zhen Lan in his arms, pinched her pink and snowy face, and said softly: "Sister Lan'er also has a heroic spirit."
Basically, she is the offspring of a great heroine.
Jia Heng didn't say any more nonsense and said warmly: "Sister Lan'er, sister Xi'er, let's go."
Then, as they talked, they got on the carriage and headed to Zhen's house.
The carriage drove through the snow-covered Xuanwu Street and headed towards Zhen's house.
The ancestral home of the Zhen family has lost its bustling bustle, the entrance is deserted, and few guests come and go.
Jia Heng's retinue followed him and headed towards Zhen's house.
Zhen Yingjia's wife, Mrs. Gan, had already known that Jia Heng was coming and ordered someone to open the middle door. A nanny in bright clothes welcomed Jia Heng, Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi into the house.
At this moment, Mrs. Gan was in the middle hall, leading the daughter-in-law of the Zhen family to welcome her under the eaves of the corridor.
"Ziyu." Mrs. Gan called softly, with a kind smile on her plump face, especially when she saw Jia Heng holding Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi's hands. This feeling was even more obvious.
Thanks to the old lady's insight before she left, she entrusted Lan'er and Xi'er to Zi Yu.
I remember that Ziyu was only an earl at the beginning, but how long has passed, he has become a first-class duke.
The look of joy on Mrs. Zhen Zhu's face was even stronger. Although she was not Zhen Xi's biological mother, Zhen Xi was her nominal daughter after all. Now that such a capable son-in-law came here, she felt happy.
One can imagine.
As for Zhen Xuan's wife, Mrs. Xu, she looked at her daughter, who had her beautiful green silk hair tied into a woman's bun, and called out softly: "Lan'er, you're back."
Zhen Lan called out as if in a whisper, "Mother."
As he said this, he suddenly fluttered into Mrs. Xu's arms like a butterfly.
Mrs. Xu stroked Zhen Lan's shoulder, her face full of relief, and whispered: "Okay, just come back."
Jia Heng watched this scene quietly, and cast his calm gaze on Zhen Lan's face. Until this moment, Zhen Lan lost the cleverness of many heroines, and had more of the innocent temperament of a girl of this age.
Mrs. Gan smiled and said: "Okay, you two, don't let Ziyu wait here. Go inside and talk."
"It didn't take long." Jia Heng said with a chuckle, and then followed Gan into the hall.
At this moment, Mrs. Xu also wiped her tears, looked at her daughter, smiled, and said, "Okay, the Chinese New Year is a festive day, so I won't shed any more tears."
Her daughter is now considered to be Zi Yu's concubine. According to the Zhen family's past, she was still a little aggrieved. I wonder if Zi Yu will give her a royal title.
Gan said in a warm voice: "Ziyu, sit here in the room."
Jia Heng extended his hand to invite you and said, "Mrs. Gan, please."
The Mrs. Gan in front of her is actually Zhen Qing's mother, and supposedly his mother-in-law.
While everyone was talking, they entered the hall and sat down.
A bright smile appeared on Mrs. Gan's face, and she said softly: "Ziyu went to the south to fight this time and made another great contribution. I heard that the palace also gave you Princess Le'an in marriage?"
Jia Heng said: "Princess Le'an is also on the expedition with me. In the past, no matter whether it was northern Xinjiang or northwest Xinjiang, she had accompanied the army on expeditions."
When Mrs. Gan heard this, her beautiful face was filled with emotion, and she chuckled and said, "That's really not easy. I even hugged her when she was little."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Xiaoxiao was naughty when she was young, wasn't she?"
He thought to himself, what a coincidence, he had hugged Xiaoxiao before, but only when he was a little old. He not only hugged Xiaoxiao, but also Qingxue.
"Princess Le'an was quite well-behaved when she was little." Mrs. Gan said softly with a kind smile on her face.
Mrs. Xu smiled, took over the conversation and said, "Princess Le'an is the daughter of King Zhou. This time, we are following Zi Yu in his wars in the north and south. It's a rare friendship."
In fact, Xu, who was once the daughter of a famous eunuch, once met the King of Zhou who was traveling south on an official mission when he was young. It was the King of Zhou who was received by Xu's father at that time.
Occasionally peeking in, I had some subtle feelings for King Zhou, who had a crush on Yun Wen and Yun Wu.
This is like meeting your blind date's child after many years.
Jia Heng nodded and said: "Yes, we are friends in need. This marriage granted by the Holy Emperor is also a great gift from the Emperor."
Gan smiled and said: "It is indeed not easy."
He thought to himself, the man in the palace really dotes on the young man in front of him. Not only did he marry a princess and a princess, but he also married another one immediately after.
What an honor is this?
On the other side, Zhen Lan quietly listened to the conversation between Gan and Jia Heng. She picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Under the willow leaves' slender eyebrows, her clear and bright eyes that resembled Zhen Qing's were shining brightly and fragrantly.
There was a sweet feeling in my heart.
I just felt a little jealous of Princess Le'an who accompanied Jia Heng on his northern and southern expeditions.
Zhen Xi, on the other hand, secretly looked at the cool and straight profile of the young man in the python suit, chatting and laughing with his aunt, and felt a little happy in her heart.
Just when Jia Heng was talking to the Zhen family, the nun from outside entered the hall and said: "Old lady, the two princesses are here."
While everyone was talking, they saw Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue, one in a vermilion dress and the other in a light yellow dress, both covered with fox fur cloaks. The beauties held hands and walked down from the carriage, among a large number of people.
Surrounded by the nannies, they entered the Zhen family’s residence.
The nanny behind Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue was still holding three babies, two boys and one girl. Because she was worried about being caught in the wind, she had someone holding an umbrella aside.
Mrs. Gan came to the door, smiled and said, "Qing'er, here you go."
Jia Heng also followed Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi out of the hall and looked at the two demon concubines Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue who were surrounded by people.
Zhen Qing was dressed up today because she had just finished her confinement. Her figure was round and round, plump and exquisite, especially the round and curved millstone, which looked like a peony with a huge flower disk. She seemed to have caught a glimpse of the man standing next to Zhen Lan.
Seeing the familiar figure, my mood suddenly brightened up. There was a smile on the white and greasy face, and she called: "Mother."
Zhen Xue also smiled and greeted everyone in the Zhen family, saying: "Mother, aunt, Lan'er, Xi'er."
At this moment, two sisters, Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi, also came up to meet them and said in a soft voice: "Eldest sister, second sister."
"Godfather." Little Lolita Shui Xin broke free from a nun's hand and ran quickly towards Jia Heng.
Jia Heng looked at the baby held by the nanny. Hearing this, he turned to look at the little Lolita and chuckled: "Xinxin."
After a year, Shui Xin grew taller.
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Let’s not mention that everyone in the Zhen family is talking, but they are talking about Hangzhou Fucheng, Songzhai——
With the burial of the old lady of the Song Dynasty, the Song family did not have much celebration this year. The white couplets were hung at the door, and under the swaying lanterns under the eaves, they looked a bit eerie.
Empress Song stood on the attic of the courtyard and raised her eyes to look at the rugged rockery in the courtyard. Snowflakes like goose feathers fell on the pavilions with hooked eaves. The sky and the earth were white and silent.
Queen Yong Li of the Song Dynasty had a look of sadness on her face and whispered: "It's snowing in Hangzhou too."
This snow is very similar to the year before she got married at the age of sixteen. The next year, her mother passed away, and now her father has also passed away. Both of her parents have passed away in this life.
For some reason, the figure of Qing Jun suddenly appeared in the heart of the beauty. The scenes in the cave seemed to have happened yesterday, but the murmurs in the fever and confusion were like unforgettable memories, rushing back and forth in the bottom of her heart, a little sad, and a little bit.
sweet.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows, but it is in my heart.
Sweet girl, mother is here...
This little fox is so shameless, pretending to be her mother.
And that little fox still dares to...
Thinking of the familiar tenderness of those lips, as well as the wanton plundering, unscrupulous kneading and fingering, it seemed as if they were going to crush her.
When the beauty thought of this, a light blush appeared on her fair-skinned face, her heart beat loudly, and her heart even felt a little hot.
At this moment, the gentle voice of Princess Xianning came to my ears: "Mother, it's cold here, don't catch a cold."
Queen Song quickly dispelled the chaotic thoughts in her heart, turned to look at Princess Xianning, who was standing aside with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, and said: "Xianning, let's go to Jinling in two days."
Princess Xianning said softly: "Queen mother, you might as well go back early. The provincial queen mother is here to see things and miss people."
The Empress of Song Dynasty, with her crystal-clear jade face, was stunned. She sighed softly and said, "Yes."
After all, Grandpa Song passed away. Although the Song family was sad, they were not really sad. However, Queen Song had been away from home for too long. If she stayed in such an environment for a long time, it would be easy for her to become depressed and sick. Queen Song said: "You
A letter from my mother-in-law has also arrived."
Princess Xianning said softly: "The mother-in-law blames herself for not coming here. She said that after the mother-in-law returns to Shenjing, she will go south to worship before the Qingming Festival."
Queen Song's beautiful eyes twinkled, she nodded, and sighed: "Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety."