Chapter 1270 Queen Song: That position belongs to Ran'er! It must be
Of course!
Daci'en Temple, Big Wild Goose Pagoda
It is midsummer, the sun is scorching, the hot summer wind blows on the lake surface, and ripples appear in circles, while the lilac trees by the lake are sweeping and swaying in the summer evening wind. Although it is unfamiliar, it is obviously enlightening.
Extremely high, it didn't take long to make rapid progress and achieve a small amount of success.
Jia Heng's expression was distant, his eyes gradually became a little warmer, his brows relaxed and wrinkled intermittently, and he began to think about his next move in his heart.
Now, the emperor is on guard against him, and he should go to Tianjin Guard and Weihai Guard to train his navy and prepare to attack North Korea.
In short, he can't stay in the capital forever, and during the national mourning period, he can't linger in the mansion and spend time in the capital, instead of visiting the local area.
However, before leaving, maybe you should take a look at Fengwan, Heping'er and Baochai.
Half an hour later, under the blurry light, the beauty "coughed" a few times, her plump cheeks were as red as drunkenness, her throat rolled rapidly a few times, and her beautiful eyes looked at the trance-like young man in the python suit with shame.
I felt very angry.
Ever since she was a child, Song Tian had never... lowered her head to serve someone like this.
This is simply not being a son of a man, you bastard, he deserves to be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts, a murderer by a thousand cuts.
Jia Heng stared at the charming beauty who was looking at him "hatefully", her eyes moved slightly, and her face was a little embarrassed. She handed over a handkerchief and said: "Sweet girl, okay, wipe it off."
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I really feel wronged to such beauties.
The beauty took the handkerchief and wiped her pink lips. Qiongbi snorted softly and sulked. Under her curved eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were full of shame and she wiped her slightly shiny lips.
With pink lips, she pretended to be cold and said: "This is the last time."
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his bright eyes blinked and said: "Then what I just did was the last time?"
Jia Xiaoheng, is this the last time?
beauty:"……"
Really, is this even possible? She doesn’t care!
But when she thought of that unforgettable and trembling feeling just now, the beauty's originally firm thoughts began to waver again.
This guy is real.
Jia Heng said: "Okay, we're even, don't feel like you've suffered a big loss. As the ancients said, it has the effect of nourishing your skin."
beauty:"……"
Nonsense.
The beauty raised her beautiful eyes and rolled her eyes at the young man. After all, she was too lazy to talk to Jia Heng and quickly straightened her clothes.
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his bright eyes moved slightly and said: "Sweet girl, I want to ask you something?"
The beauty was adjusting her dress. At this moment, she felt a little uncomfortable. Her charming eyes were shining like water under her beautiful eyebrows in the distant mountains. She asked, "What's the matter?"
Jia Heng said: "I heard that Your Majesty has taken ginseng recently. I wonder how his body and bones are doing?"
When the beauty heard this, her gorgeous face paused slightly. Fang couldn't help but feel wary in her heart. She looked at the young man with her beautiful eyes and said, "You are such a good person. Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"
Could it be that this little fox started having unwanted thoughts just because she had a child?
This is absolutely not possible!
That position belongs to Ran'er! It must belong to Ran'er! No one else can do it!
It can be said that although the beauty stoops to serve the traitor, she can still distinguish between decades of family affection and momentary happiness.
After all, concubines like Jia Heng are currently just tools used to relieve the loneliness in the palace.
"I can tell you that the child in my belly will never be replaced by a civet cat for a prince." The beauty said softly, with her long and narrow phoenix eyes standing upside down under her curved eyebrows, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
She has already failed His Majesty, how can she usurp the Han Dynasty?
Jia Heng gently pinched the beauty's arrogant face and said softly: "Where have you been thinking about? When have I ever thought about finding a place to live in a rare place? Look where you have gone."
After saying that, he was silent for a moment and said: "Actually, I feel a little guilty in my heart."
The beauty's jade face was as soft as spring flowers and the bright moon. She seemed to hum softly and said softly: "When you violated me, I didn't see you feeling any guilt."
At this moment, she felt a little acidic in her heart.
What a bastard, those pickled things are just so... simply unseemly.
Jia Heng was speechless for a moment, stretched out his hand and gently hugged the beauty's plump body, and said softly: "Sweet girl, you are so charming, even if I fall into the Abi Hell, I won't hesitate."
"Come on with something nice to coax me again." The beauty curled her lips, hummed softly, and pushed away Jia Heng's teasing hand. But listening to the young man's sweet words, her beautiful eyes sparkled, as if they were moistened with silk threads.
of lingering affection.
The beauty paused slightly, then gently pressed the hand of the young man who was building a snowman, and said with an angry look: "Okay, it's getting late, let's go down, it's been a while."
In fact, the two of them had been at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda for quite some time. The time was too long and a bit suspicious.
Jia Heng said softly: "Sweet girl, it's not too late for you to rest for a while before walking, so as to save your legs from getting sore."
The beauty glanced at the young man and thought to herself, her legs were sore, and more importantly, her cheeks were sore.
The two of them walked along the stairs and exited the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. It was the afternoon and evening, and the glow was brilliant, reflecting the pagoda beautifully.
Compared to the time when she first ascended the Great Ci'en Pagoda, the beauty's eyebrows were haggard, with melancholy hiding in the middle of her eyebrows, but now her face is as bright as jade, her ice jade skin is white and rosy, and she is even brighter than before. Fortunately,
It was dusk in the evening, but there were no clues.
In the evening, the sky was filled with sunset, and Empress Song returned to the palace in a carriage, escorted by Jia Heng amidst the sound of rumbling.
Jia Heng, who was on the other side of the carriage, also rode on a maroon horse and led the imperial guards to escort Empress Song to the palace garden and back to Ningguo Mansion.
After staying in the study for a while, I thought about it and went to Hengwu Garden, intending to see Baochai.
In the past few days since I came back, I haven't seen Baochai much.
Hengwuyuan
It was in the evening, the sky was filled with sunset, and the wisteria and Xueli under the green wall of green tiles bloomed silently in the corner, exuding an indescribable fragrance of fragrant flowers, so that mosquitoes and flies did not grow around.
Baochai was currently sitting on a Kang couch facing the Xuan window, holding an embroidered silk cloth in her hand. Her bright forehead with bangs was slightly drooped, and her plump, white face was flushed.
Ying'er's eyebrows were curved and she said softly: "Uncle Heng went to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion yesterday? It was Miss Lin who found him first."
Under Baochai's Cuiyu beautiful eyebrows, her moist apricot eyes were as bright as water, and she said softly: "Xu is just a little closer, so don't talk nonsense."
Ying'er snorted softly and said, "It's because of this girl's uncontested temperament that her beard has been cut off again and again."
Then Princess Yaruo, one suddenly appeared, and then she was given a marriage, and it was originally a girl.
"You still say?" Baochai frowned, her moist apricot eyes were bright and translucent, and she said softly: "Because of the status issue before, didn't you think it was embarrassing enough?"
At the end of the sentence, the voice of this usually calm and calm girl became a little uneasy.
Obviously, the uproar caused by that title in the past was not without its impact.
Seeing this, Ying'er's face changed slightly, and she felt a bit resentful in her heart. She mumbled, "Girl, I...I was wrong."
Baochai's face paused slightly, and she said softly: "I know that you and I grew up together and often fought against each other, but some things are not fought over. Among those who were granted marriage, which one was fought over?"
Ying'er lowered her head slightly, licked her pink lips to moisten her lips, and softly said yes.
Baochai said softly: "Okay, just do whatever you have to do."
At this moment, Jiao Xing's voice outside sounded: "Uncle Heng."
Baochai was startled and quickly turned around to see a tall figure projected on the glass screen, reflected in the sunset.
Jia Heng came quickly and said with a smile: "Sister Xue, what are you busy at the moment?"
Baochai said softly: "Let's embroider something for Brother Heng. Brother Heng just came back from the Yamen."
But I saw the young man wearing a python suit, so I asked this question.
Under Jia Heng's sword-shaped brows, his eyes were as warm as the rising sun. He stretched out his hand to hold Baochai's crisp white, soft and slender hair, and said softly: "Sister Xue, don't be too tired. Just let the servants do these things.
You don’t have to worry about people gossiping behind your back.”
Ying'er's face turned as pale as paper, her hands and feet felt cold, and her heart felt "thumping".
Did you hear what she was saying just now?
Baochai's complexion was white and greasy, as fair as jade like a pear pistil. Under her emerald eyebrows, her crystal clear and moist apricot eyes were as full as water. She said softly: "Brother Heng, I will discipline you well."
Jia Heng gently pinched Baochai's plump and greasy face, and said softly: "Okay, I don't blame you."
Ying'er's face was now as pale as a piece of white paper, and her delicate body felt as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
Jia Heng changed the subject and said, "Sister Xue, it's already evening, let's prepare some dinner."
Under Baochai's emerald eyebrows, her moist apricot eyes were like dew. He glanced at the girl who was feeling uneasy and said softly: "Ying'er, go to the kitchen and have a look."
Hearing this, Ying'er felt as if she was being pardoned, and then left the wing room without a care in the world, heading towards the outside.
Jia Heng watched Ying'er leave, then turned to Baochai and whispered, "Just spoil her."
Under Baochai Cuiyu's beautiful eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were as bright as water, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, don't give her ordinary knowledge, she is just a young girl with an immature mind."
Jia Heng said softly: "It's okay, just teach her more."
She's just a little clumsy, right?
Saying that, Jia Heng gently hugged Baochai's shoulders, looked at the plump face as white as snow, and said: "Sister Xue."
Under the nose, there is a faint fragrance floating.
Then, the two were intimate for a while. Under the bright sunlight, there seemed to be a looming crystalline thread, like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting on a magpie bridge.
Baochai's plump face was as red as rouge, and under her beautiful eyebrows, her bright eyes were as full as water, seeming to be filled with emotion as she said, "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng said: "Sister Xue, I've only come here in the past few days. I'm too busy with things outside. It's not the first time I've come here."
In fact, he didn't come back very long.
Baochai leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, her jade face was as pale as paper, and whispered: "Brother Heng, I'm fine."
At this time, it was getting late and dark, and suddenly a cold voice sounded outside, as clear as a stream passing through a mountain stream: "Is Sister Bao in the house?"
It's Daiyu.
When Baochai heard this, he was shocked and subconsciously sat upright.
The girl has a slender figure, wearing a bamboo-green dress, with her green silk hair combed into a beautiful bun. Under the curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her starry eyes are as bright as rainbows, and her gaze is as full as water.
Daiyu smiled and joked a few words, and said softly: "I am really unlucky to be here."
Jia Heng said: "Dinner with Sister Xue, Sister Lin came just in time."
Perhaps Chai Debbie Wing should be today?
Daiyu sat down, a narrow smile appeared on her beautiful and clear face, her starry eyes were bright and clear, and her voice was charming, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, I was saying I was hungry."
When he comes here today, he must be here to bully Sister Bao. Is she blocking him here to prevent him from bullying?
Baochai's moist apricot eyes were as full as water. She stared at the young man and said softly: "Sister Lin, come here and have something to eat together?"
When Jia Heng heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself, "How about we eat something together later?"
In fact, as time passed, his threshold gradually increased, especially after meeting such a stunning beauty as Tian Niuer, which raised the threshold to a very high level.
In addition, Xian Ning always pleased him extremely... In short, he already thought deeply about Chai Dai.
It's just that Daiyu is pretending to be confused because she understands, or is she simply ignorant.
Then, everyone sat down together and started eating the dishes on the table. The aroma of the food wafted around, making people's index fingers move.
Around a dark red lacquered wood table, Jia Heng and Chai Dai finished their dinner and resumed drinking tea and talking.
Under Daiyu's curved eyebrows, her bright starry eyes held a smile, and she said softly: "Brother Heng went to Da Ci'en Temple to pay incense today?"
Jia Heng nodded and said softly: "Go and accompany the Queen to drop incense and pray for blessings."
Under the slender eyebrows of Daiyu Liuye, her starry eyes were as full as water, and she whispered: "I want to go there to drop incense in a few days."
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, he stared at the girl with clear eyes, and said softly: "Then wait for two days, and we will go there again."
"It's getting late, let's take a rest." Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Daiyu and said softly.
When Daiyu heard this, her heart trembled, and she whispered: "What are you talking about, Brother Heng?"
Jia Heng came forward, took Daiyu's slender hand, and said, "Sister Lin, come here today, isn't it..."
Daiyu's eyebrows were curved, her jade-like cheeks were as red as clouds, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, you are... too ridiculous."
When Baochai saw this scene, her plump cheeks were a little as rosy as clouds.
This man is getting more and more ridiculous.
Fortunately, after Daiyu finished speaking, she stood up and left, obviously not giving Jia Heng a chance to get involved. She said softly: "When will the marriage be granted? Brother Heng will be here...let Sister Bao and I take care of you."
Baochai:"???"
Well, this is also possible.
Jia Heng watched Daiyu leave quickly, with a hint of joy on his face, and shook his head gently.
Under Baochai's emerald eyebrows, her beautiful crystal eyes were timid and shy, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, stop fooling around. This is still a national mourning."
Hearing this, Jia Heng stared at the girl with snow-like skin and whispered: "What's the matter with the national mourning?"
Baochai didn't mention it, but he almost forgot that it was a national mourning during the Great Mercy.
This is a bit disrespectful.
However, since sweet girls have been bullied, there is no such thing as being disrespectful or disrespectful.
"National mourning only prohibits marriage. It is impossible to prohibit couples from being together at home." Jia Heng said softly.
"Brother Heng is the consort." Baochai said softly.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said, "We haven't even gotten through yet, and you've already started to take care of me."
When Baochai heard this, her jade face, as crystal clear as snow, turned pale as paper, and she felt a chill in her heart.
Is this a slap on her? What I just said about Ying'er is also a slap on him.
Jia Heng stared at the girl who suddenly fell silent, and said softly: "I just said it casually, but you took it to your heart again? Okay, just take care of me."
As he spoke, he pinched Baochai's plump and white face.
It's true that Baochai is becoming more and more like a jade girl now.
However, it is said that Lai Baochai really made a lot of jokes because of Aunt Xue's affairs, or it may be said that her feelings in front of him gradually became humble.
Daiyu, on the other hand, is not the case. Daiyu has now begun to get angry at his flirting with women and has completed her "disenchantment" with him.
At this moment, Baochai heard the young man's words, and the tears in his eyes seemed to be spinning, and finally slid down his face as white as snow, and said softly: "I know
, because of the marriage, Brother Heng has always felt that I am too utilitarian and not as innocent as Yaner."
Jia Heng's eyes moved slightly and he said softly: "Nonsense, this is nothing."
Baochai was speaking on the other side, and suddenly her face burst into tears.
Jia Heng paused, gently put his arm around the girl's shoulders, sighed softly, and said: "You have been following me since you were fifteen years old. In the blink of an eye, several years have passed. How can I not know your temperament?"
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When Baochai heard this, her tears were like broken pearls.
Jia Heng said: "There is no woman who doesn't want to be given a status. There is nothing wrong with that. Not to mention other things, Sister Tanchun is so self-reliant and self-reliant. Because she was born to an aunt, I don't know how sad she is secretly."
Under Baochai's beautiful eyebrows, her moist apricot eyes were as bright as water, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, I don't have it. I don't want to."
Under Jia Heng's sharp eyebrows, his calm eyes were full of water, and he said: "Okay, even if you want it, what can you do?"
While speaking, Jia Heng gently wiped the tears from the beauty's plump pink face and said softly: "You don't want it, but I still want to give it to you."
When Baochai heard this, her crystal jade face was as white and greasy as snow, and her heart became even more sour.
Jia Heng's eyes were as warm as the rising sun, and he said softly: "Auntie is a little anxious sometimes, but it is also for the sake of her daughter. Although she made some jokes, no one said anything. You have always been a well-rounded person.
Yes, there are people who feel embarrassed.”
Baochai leaned her head against the boy's arms, feeling an indescribable warmth surge in her heart.
Under Jia Heng's eyebrows, he looked at Baochai with pity and said softly: "Look, I just made a joke to you. You were so frightened that your face turned pale. When did our relationship become so humble?"
Under Baochai's Cuiyu beautiful eyebrows, her bright and clear apricot eyes were as full as water, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng."
Jia Heng's eyes moved slightly and he said softly: "Okay, I know your temper, and I know the general temper. I won't make such jokes between husband and wife in the future."
Baochai said softly: "It's okay, just drive more and it'll be fine."
Jia Heng smiled and said nothing, looking at the girl with picturesque features.
Baochai's plump cheeks also had a hint of blush, and she was clearly embarrassed. She leaned her head against the boy's arms, pursed her pink lips, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng..."
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "Okay, let's compare our minds. Just tell me what you think of, and don't be secretive."
Baochai gave a soft "hmm" and leaned her beautiful head in Jia Heng's arms. She could clearly hear the young man's heartbeat and felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
Jia Heng said: "Okay, it's getting late. Let's have a rest and I'll take a look at the golden lock."
When Baochai heard this, her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
Look at her golden locks, those words were spoken so long ago.
Jia Heng said, taking Baochai's slender hand and getting on the bed with the curtain lowered.
I haven't been with Baochai for a while, and I miss the warmth, softness and delicacy that came inch by inch.