Chapter 1705 Jia Heng: Everyone will discuss it when the time comes
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Shenjing City, Ningguo Mansion
Grand View Garden, Cuicui Temple——
It is a bright spring day, the spring light is harmonious, and in the side room, the hairpin skirt and coat are gorgeous, pink and white.
Xing Xiuyan, Miaoyu, Yingchun, and Xichun were all playing chess, surrounded by a group of maids and nuns, who were also discussing Jia Heng's restoration of his surname.
Miaoyu looked at Yingchun and Xichun not far away, with a shy expression on her face as white as snow, and said, "Now that he has restored his original surname, the difficulty of your identity is solved."
A smile could not help but appear on Yingchun's face as white as snow, and there was a hint of joy lingering between her bright and soft eyebrows.
On the Yingchun side of the cabin, the green silk hair hanging down like a waterfall was like a soft "hmm", and the crystal clear heart was really filled with shame and joy.
Under Xing Xiuyan's beautiful eyebrows, which were as light as clouds, her bright eyes were as bright as water, and she asked: "You haven't had any movement in your stomach recently, right?"
Yingchun raised her eyes and looked up, feeling a little shy for a moment in her crystal clear heart. She whispered, "There's not much movement in my stomach."
Miaoyu gently took Yingchun's slender hand and said warmly: "There's no need to be too anxious. You're much younger now, so there's no rush to have a child."
In fact, we are not too young to welcome the Spring Festival. It is already the fourth year of Qiande, and according to the fourteenth year of Chongping, ten years have passed.
Miaoyu looked at Xing Xiuyan who was holding her child.
The child of Xiuyan and Jia Heng is a girl.
In this way, in the next few days, the people in Beijing discussed the life experience of King Wei a lot. No one thought that King Wei's life experience was so twists and turns and that he was not the son of the Jia family.
So why did he end up living in Jia's house again in the first place? What kind of twists and turns is there in this bizarre story?
Xing Xiuyan said: "These girls in the house can be shown to everyone."
After saying that, he looked at Xichun who was blushing and said in a low voice: "Fourth sister doesn't need to become a monk anymore."
A look of shame and annoyance could be seen on Miaoyu's eyebrows, and she said: "Don't make fun of me."
Xing Xiuyan smiled, holding the child in her arms, feeling a surge of affection in her heart.
On the other side, the house where Sister Feng lives——
Sister Feng was wearing a light yellow jacket and a light blue pleated skirt. She was sitting quietly on the bed, holding a child in her arms, and there seemed to be a hint of thinking in her eyes.
At this moment, Ping'er and Feng'er gently hugged Sister Feng's twin children. The two children were holding rattles in their hands.
Sister Feng was born in the summer of July of the second year of Qiande, and the child is now almost two years old.
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Shenjing City, Dongliju——
On the six-story attic with double eaves and hooked corners, you can hear the gentle breeze blowing through the windows, and your face will be as rosy as the clouds.
At this moment, Our Lady of the White Lotus was sitting in an extremely spacious hall. She looked at the young man in brocade robes who came from the outside, with a hint of coquettishness in her clear and rainbow-like eyes, and asked, "Are you here?"
Jia Heng looked at Our Lady of the White Lotus with great interest, then turned to look at the bright face like the clouds, and said: "I don't know why the Holy Mother summoned me?"
Under the emerald willow eyebrows of Our Lady of the White Lotus, her clear and rainbow-like eyes were deep and she said, "But, sir, why is there still no movement in your stomach?"
Jia Heng looked strange and said, "Holy Mother, I don't know the specific reason for this."
The Holy Mother of White Lotus had curved eyebrows and a hint of resentment in her crystal clear eyes as she asked, "You did it on purpose, right?"
Jia Heng said: "What the Holy Mother said is wrong. Why am I such a person? But you are my wife, how can I bear to lose to her?"
The Virgin Mary of the White Lotus, with her delicate willow-leaf eyebrows as delicate as daisy, has clear eyes as clear as rainbows, as bright as water, and she said softly: "I see that you are just uneasy and kind-hearted."
Jia Heng did not answer. He picked up a blue and white porcelain tea cup, took a sip, looked at the Holy Mother of White Lotus, and asked, "Why did the Holy Mother say this?"
The White Lotus Virgin's face paused slightly, and suddenly her pink and plump face turned red. She said in a voice as loud as a mosquito's fly, "I can agree to your previous request."
After hearing this, Jia Heng quietly put down the blue and white tea cup in his hand and asked, "What are you asking for?"
The emerald willow eyebrows of Our Lady of White Lotus were raised, with a hint of anger between the corners of her brows and eyes, and she said: "Jia Ziyu, don't go too far!"
Jia Heng smiled, and as he spoke, he picked up a blue and white porcelain tea cup, took a sip, and whispered: "Then Holy Mother, just pick a day, well, it's better to choose a day than to hit it, how about today?"
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The Holy Mother of White Lotus said softly, "Hmm", her plump and fair face was full of shame, and her tone seemed a little angry as she said, "I'll wait for you at Cuixia Villa."
While speaking, the Holy Mother of White Lotus got up and left Dongliju.
Jia Heng picked up a blue and white porcelain tea cup, lowered his head and took a sip of the fragrant tea in the tea cup. There was something strange in his mind.
Then, Jia Heng quickly left the wing and returned to Ningguo Mansion.
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Ningguo Mansion, outer study room——
At this moment, Chen Xiao stopped what he was doing, looked at the young man in the python suit up and down, and asked: "Master, is it done?"
Jia Heng looked around and asked, "Xiaoxiao, what else can I say?"
After saying that, he came to his son, picked him up, smiled, and whispered, "Let daddy take a look."
The little guy stretched out his two soft white hands, and under his two small brows, his clear and rainbow-like eyes held a hint of childishness and ignorance.
Chen Xiao couldn't help but feel a little bit annoyed in his tone, saying: "My son is still young, so don't hurt him."
Jia Heng smiled softly and said, "Don't worry, it won't happen."
The son Xiaoxiao gave birth to has inherited more of Xiaoxiao’s elegance and charm, and will probably be a handsome man in the future.
Under Chen Xiaocui's rosy eyebrows, there was a hint of doting in her eyes as she said, "This child is very naughty and often noisy at night."
At this moment, Jia Heng stretched out his hand and gently scratched the bridge of his son's nose, with a hint of doting in his aggressive eyes.
Chen Xiao looked at the young man in python suit and said to himself: "Don't teach your children bad things in the future."
Jia Heng raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, and said: "Recently, public opinion in Beijing is going smoothly, but there is actually nothing to say."
Jia Heng said: "That's good. Let the people in Jinyi Mansion keep an eye on him, especially King Yan Chen Ze, so that they can pay close attention to his every move."
Chen Xiao gave a soft "hmm" and said warmly: "What are you going to do with him in the end?"
Jia Heng sighed and said: "After all, it depends on Xianning's face."
He is not turning a blind eye to King Yan Chen Ze now, but he just wants to use the rebellion of King Yan Chen Ze to clean up the opposition forces.
Chen Xiao said "hmm".
Jia Heng said, turned around and walked towards the mansion where Gu Ruoqing was.
At this moment, Gu Ruoqing was holding her daughter while breastfeeding, her face as white as snow was as bright as the clouds, and her eyes were full of doting.
At this moment, a young maid entered the side room, walked closer, and whispered: "Madam, King Wei is here."
Gu Ruoqing raised his eyes and saw the figure of a young man in a python suit walking around behind the screen. It was none other than King Wei Jiaheng.
Gu Ruoqing stared at the young man in the python suit and said, "You're here."
Jia Heng said softly: "Come here to see you and your children. How are you doing?"
Under Gu Ruoqing's emerald willow eyebrows, her cold and shining eyes flickered, and she whispered: "It's good, I just fed her."
Jia Heng smiled and asked, "My daughter looks so young now, why is she still breastfeeding now?"
Gu Ruoqing scolded her and said, "That's not true. She's over a year old, but she hasn't been weaned yet."
Jia Heng glanced at the stalwart figure in front of Gu Ruoqing and said, "This has nothing to do with age."
When Gu Ruoqing heard this, her fair-skinned face flushed slightly, and she glared at the young man in the python suit, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.
This person is already the king of auxiliary affairs, but he is also a little unreliable.
Well, a man remains a boy until he dies.
Jia Hengxing came closer, gently took Gu Ruoqing's delicate hand, and said: "Ruoqing, come here and let me take a look..."
Under Gu Ruoqing's emerald willow eyebrows, her bright and rippling eyes glanced angrily at the young man in the python suit, and whispered: "My daughter is staring at you, worried that you will compete with her for food."
Jia Heng: "..."
It's different when you really have a child. Such dirty jokes almost come out of your mouth.
Gu Ruoqing's beautiful, straight nose seemed to snort slightly, and she said: "Previously, I heard from junior sister that you and Master have already made an agreement?"
Jia Heng looked a little unnatural and said, "Why don't I remember such a thing?"
Gu Ruoqing raised her head with green hair like a waterfall, glanced at the young man in the python suit as if she was angry, and then hugged her daughter Jia Ping beside her.
Jia Heng took a blue and white porcelain tea cup from the maid, lowered his head and took a sip.
Well, he is indeed a little weird. The three masters and apprentices work together.
At this moment, Gu Ruoqing hugged his daughter's petite body, and said in a strange and incomprehensible tone: "When the time comes, I don't know how to meet the master."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Everyone will discuss it when the time comes."
Gu Ruoqing turned her eyes and glanced at the young man in the python suit. His eyes were full of shame and annoyance.
How can this person speak?
Jia Heng smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now."
Nowadays, except for the eighth prince Chen Ze, there are basically no major events in Beijing.
Gu Ruoqing said softly: "Junior sister said you are ready to take that step, but I don't know how to say it?"
Jia Heng said warmly: "I can only figure it out slowly, but it's almost enough."
The internal opposition forces were the Eighth Prince Chen Ze and some veterans who harbored feelings for the Han Dynasty, and there were basically no opponents after that.
Gu Ruoqing looked thoughtful and said: "Historical books say that a country like this that has been in power for hundreds of years has loyal ministers and good generals all over the court and at home, so it is not something that can be easily attempted to usurp."
Jia Heng said: "Yes, you can't act too hastily, you need to plan it slowly."
Gu Ruoqing, who was on the other side of the room, seemed to say a soft "hmm", and a hint of thinking appeared in his clear and rainbow-like eyes.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go see your master first, and we'll talk tomorrow."
On Gu Ruoqing's side, under her emerald willow eyebrows, her clear eyes were as clear as water as she watched Jia Heng leave, sighing quietly in her heart.
Master, she has been alone all these years, it’s good to have someone to rely on now.
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Cuixia Villa, back house——
It was in the evening, the sky was filled with sunset, the bright firelight dyed half of the sky red, and the glazed tiles on the eaves reflected the colorful light.
At this moment, in the extremely spacious back house, just outside the wing room, lanterns are decorated, and the lights are bright and the shadows of candles are reflected.
Groups of servants were coming and going, obviously getting married.
At this moment, Our Lady of the White Lotus was sitting in front of a dressing table with a bronze mirror in the back house, staring at the beauty in a diamond-shaped bronze mirror, with a hint of shyness and coyness in her eyebrows.
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After living in the boudoir for many years, Our Lady of the White Lotus has gradually lost her shyness as a young girl. Now she is wearing a fiery red wedding dress, her face as white as snow is as red as drunkenness, and her brows and corners of her eyes are filled with gentleness.
Pleasant and moving charm.
The maid on the side stood there with her hands down, not daring to express her anger.
At this moment, a chubby maid entered the side room, walked a few steps quickly, and said to Our Lady of White Lotus: "Madam, King Wei is here."
After hearing these words, the Holy Mother of White Lotus trembled slightly. She looked at the plump and soft face in the mirror, and there was inevitably a touch of cuteness and brightness in her eyes.
Although she said that she was repelling that person, the Holy Mother of White Lotus still had expectations in her heart.
Immediately, there was a sound of heavy footsteps on the corridor eaves. As he spoke, Jia Heng entered the side room, looked at the Holy Mother of White Lotus with a smile, and said, "I just kept the Holy Mother waiting for a long time."
The Holy Mother of White Lotus glared at the young man in python suit, and said with a hint of irritation, "Don't be such a mouthful."
Hearing this somewhat flirtatious tone, Jia Heng felt a little strange in his heart.
From this point of view, the Holy Mother of White Lotus seems to have been secretly committed to him for a long time.
At this moment, all the maids in the house left the wing one after another, leaving only Jia Heng and the White Lotus Virgin. Only the three-legged and six-eared cauldron was filled with the scent of sandalwood.
I don't know if it was because the spices had aphrodisiac properties, but the air began to gradually heat up, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat ambiguous and charming.
The Holy Mother of White Lotus raised her eyes to meet those scorching eyes, and there was a feeling of shame and annoyance in her heart, and she said: "I'm warning you, this is just this time, I won't do it next time."
However, before the beauty had finished speaking, she saw the young man in python suit approaching, and suddenly pulled the White Lotus Virgin's shoulders, and brought them to the two soft and delicate lips, sucking in the sweet and refreshing breath.
Jia Heng tightly put his arms around the shoulders of Our Lady of the White Lotus, stared at the bright face, and listened to the words that were so obvious.
Secretly, she is really a duplicitous woman.
The White Lotus Virgin's face, as white as snow, has turned red with shame, and has been annihilated in the torrent of the python-clad youth.
At this moment, on the high mahogany table with the words "Double Happiness" attached to it, a red candle was burning quietly, and the trickling wax oil silently flowed into a pool on the table.
Jia Heng gently took the slender hand of the Holy Mother of White Lotus and lay down on the soft wooden couch beside her. He stared at the plump and fair face, and felt an indescribable throbbing feeling in his heart.
Well, this face, eyebrows and facial features look a bit like Keqing's.
I don't know what kind of scene it is to put Keqing and her side by side on the bed, with their lotuses side by side, competing for beauty.
Jia Heng didn't want to think too much about anything else. He gently opened the cover in front of the White Lotus Virgin. His heart suddenly trembled, but he was shocked by the white and dazzling sight.
She truly has the world in mind and no one can match her, so Tian Niuer can compete with her.
The face of Our Lady of the White Lotus is as white as snow and blushes, as beautiful as clouds. From the temples, you can see a strand of black hair hanging down to her face, and you can see that the aura flows silently from the corners of her eyebrows.
Immediately, the cherry-like shell teeth of a mouth were biting her pink lips, with a hint of anger in her shining eyes, she hummed softly and said: "Be gentle~"
Jia Heng's face looked a little strange, and he was clearly smiling to himself.
At this moment, a bright moon as bright as silver hung in the sky outside the house, shining brightly on the earth. Occasionally, a few insects chirped in the grass.
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The next day, at dawn, the sky was bright.
Channels of golden morning light filtered through the window lattice and shone silently on a lacquered wooden table in the hall. The blue and white porcelain pen holder reflected the colorful light and shadow.
The Holy Mother of White Lotus turned her eyes to look at the man beside her. The sides of the beauty's face as white as snow were clearly as hot as fire and as bright as the clouds.
Yesterday, I asked him to have some pity, but he was unforgiving and he really didn't care about her first break.
At this moment, Jia Heng also woke up and turned around, gently lifted the brocade quilt on his body, turned to look at the Holy Mother of White Lotus, and said: "Holy Mother, are you awake?"
Our Lady of White Lotus said "Hmm" and asked, "When is it?"
Jia Heng stared at the beauty Qiyan, with her sweaty hair on one side of her bright face. His eyes focused on the beauty's blushing face for a while, and said: "Holy Mother, don't be too anxious. If you want a child, you still have to worry about it."
It’ll take a while.”
Our Lady of White Lotus: "..."
The White Lotus Virgin's jade face, as white as snow, was filled with blush on both sides. Her heart seemed to be filled with embarrassment, and she said angrily: "Who is in a hurry?"
"Okay, don't worry." Jia Heng smiled, said, and then got up.
Jia Heng, who was on the other side of the room, smiled and didn't say much else. He just raised his arms, stood up, and put on his shoes.
On the other side of the room, Our Lady of White Lotus held up a jade-white lotus-root arm. She lowered her eyes and turned to look at a bright red plum on the sheet. She couldn't help but feel an indescribable shame in her heart.
Inexplicably annoyed.
The sides of the beauty's face, as white as snow, were covered with rouge.