Kunning Palace
The majestic beauty in Yunji tilted Feng Yuansu away from the soft couch, stood up Yingying, picked up another spoon, and filled a bowl for herself. At the same time, she turned around and smiled sweetly and asked: "Ziyu, do you still want to drink?" ?”
The beauty has fair skin and fair face, graceful and gentle eyebrows. At this moment, her beautiful eyes are looking forward to her, and she smiles beautifully. The aura of a wife who is spooning soup with bare hands is silently dissipated.
Jia Heng stood up quickly and said, "I don't dare to trouble my queen."
After saying that, he picked up the jade bowl, came closer, and said, "Your Majesty, I'd better do it myself."
Well, this sentence is a bit like what the wan sister-in-law said to him that day.
When she got closer, she felt that there was a scent of orchids mixed with snow, and even a faint indescribable body fragrance floating on Empress Song's body. It smelled quite good.
The charming phoenix eyes of Queen Song's willow-leaf slender eyebrows flashed, and she looked at the young man who was as respectful as a foreign minister. There was no rush to ask him to help Ran'er, and he could do it step by step.
The beauty's soft voice sounded in her ears: "After the wedding in a few days, we will all be a family. Ziyu, please don't be so outspoken. I have given you a good reception."
With that said, he stretched out his delicate hand to take the jade bowl in Jia Heng's hand.
After all, the beauty is a mother of two children, with a dignified manner. Although she is beautiful and gorgeous, her nails are not painted with cinnabar, and her fingers are as slender as onions, moist and plump.
Jia Heng could no longer refuse politely, so he had to hand the jade bowl in his hand to Queen Song. His fingertips inevitably touched the skin, which was soft and smooth every inch. His mind was shocked, and he quickly smoothed away the strangeness in his heart.
Empress Song took the soup bowl, turned around Yingying, picked up a big spoon and scooped out the sour plum soup. An imperceptible blush appeared on her plump and creamy jade cheeks at some point.
At this moment, Jia Heng looked at the back of the plump beauty. The woman's heart-shaped bun was held up by her lush green silk hair. The vermilion skirt with exquisite patterns seemed to be unable to wrap up the plump and round figure at all, because When you scoop up the sour plum soup and pout it slightly, you can see how exquisite and graceful it is.
Jia Heng's eyes were fixed and he didn't dare to look further, but he couldn't help but take a peek.
Perhaps it was because he had been obsessed with Feng Wan too much after returning to Beijing in the past few days, or perhaps it was because the long-lasting drunkenness was gradually rising, and scenes appeared in his mind.
But he is still behind Empress Song...
Feeling strange in his mind, he quickly dispersed all the distracting thoughts in his mind and suppressed this charming drunkenness.
At this moment, Empress Song also felt that the eyes behind her were staring at her. She knew that there was a young man waiting a foot away behind her. She also felt a little unnatural. After scooping up a bowl of sour plum soup, her gorgeous face smiled slightly, and she turned around softly. He said: "Ziyu, drink first."
"I would like to thank you, Your Majesty." Jia Heng was caught off guard and reached out to take the soup bowl handed over by Empress Song. He glanced at the eye-catching white area under the beautiful woman's beautiful neck. This perspective was a bit condescending, and the full moon made her stunned. now.
His originally unfocused gaze suddenly fell in, and he didn't get up for a long time. He couldn't hide his "clear" gaze, and it was unavoidable that he was a little careless. After a moment of daze, he immediately took the soup bowl and took a big sip.
He was really thirsty. He drank too much wine before, or maybe liquor has this characteristic: it has a long-lasting stamina. He didn't notice it at first, but then he felt dizzy.
Well, it might be dizziness...
Empress Song's face was serene, her heart skipped a beat, she resisted the urge to caress her clothes, and said in a concerned tone: "Ziyu, drink slowly, be careful not to choke."
This little bastard was really lustful, and she was right. There was clearly a man's desire for a woman in his eyes, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces.
He...how dare he?
She is the lord of the Sixth Palace in Muyi Tianxia. Could it be because she was drunk? After all, others often say that wine is a matchmaker for sex, and it is true that young people are more energetic.
But he was clearly not drinking that day, so he secretly looked at her, but his eyes were completely different from the ones just now, it was a look that wanted to crush people into pieces.
Empress Song, who had never seen an offensive look in her eyes, felt her heart burn at the burning gaze just now, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Or there may be waves of fear, joy, and a trace of complacency that you are not even aware of in the deepest part of your heart.
After all, he is the prince of the Han Dynasty, a young handsome man, a young hero who has just captured the head of the chieftain, and is powerful in the world.
The beauty realized that this kind of thinking was really wrong, and with the blink of her phoenix eyelashes, she had dispelled the deepest thoughts in her heart.
Jia Heng took a sip of sour plum soup and sat down on the embroidered pier. As if nothing had happened, his heart was like thunder and his face was like a flat lake.
After all, this is the most noble queen, and the emperor's snoring can be vaguely heard in the bedroom. Not to mention touching, or even making a teasing remark, if the female officials and maids who are guarding the outside hear it, it means they are confiscating the house. The sin of genocide.
Moreover, it was easy for Empress Song to take advantage of her. She said that Duke Wei was being rude to me, but he could not defend himself.
Of course, Empress Song was also a shameless person, and she was most likely using this to threaten him, but how could his wealth and life be put in the hands of a woman?
No, I have to find Xianning to quench my thirst later.
As for the strange lust in his eyes just now, I am afraid that Queen Song caught it. Women are very sensitive to gaze, especially beautiful women.
In fact, the eyes are not bad, and there is room for explanation.
However, the reaction of the empress is worth pondering, or maybe the retreat of the female official to be alone is abnormal. Of course, it can be said that it is to allow him to prepare for Wei Wang Chen Ran, but in fact, deep down in his heart, is he... looking forward to something?
A lady of this age is actually... coupled with the withered pine that just helped the emperor to the bed, I'm afraid it's quite a hard life in ordinary times?
Jia Heng sat on the embroidered pier, sipping the sour plum soup, silent, his mind went back and forth, and finally he laughed at himself in his heart. It was really so erotic that it made him faint.
It's just that Empress Song was looking for an opportunity to get along with each other in private and mentioned King Wei, hoping that he would help King Wei establish an heir. She was in a lot of inner drama?
Empress Song looked at the young man who was sitting upright, her eyebrows were thin, her beautiful eyes flashed, she pursed her pink lips, but did not speak after all.
This little fox was impeccable in everything he said and did, but she had just caught the handle. The lust in his eyes actually dared to covet her. It was so audacious.
Empress Song's beautiful face was constantly changing, her plump and charming face smiled brightly and she asked: "Ziyu, how do you like this sour plum soup?"
Jia Heng put down the jade bowl and praised: "This sour plum soup is indeed made by the emperor. It tastes better than the ones outside. It can relieve hangover and cool down the heat."
Empress Song smiled brightly and whispered: "If you like it, you can drink more."
Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Weichen is quite full now, so it's not good to drink more."
I always feel that the atmosphere of this conversation is a bit weird and ambiguous...
Empress Song calmed down and said: "Zi Yu just mentioned Ran'er. Ran'er is observing politics in the Ministry of Rites. Recently, there has been another case of imperial examination fraud in the Ministry of Rites. It has made a big fuss and made His Majesty very angry. .”
Jia Heng said: "Your Majesty, this case is about to be settled. What has His Highness been busy with in the Ministry of Rites recently?"
As expected, King Wei is mentioned again, so it’s better not to have too much inner drama.
"This is not an errand assigned to him by Academician Han, who is bringing some new scholars to watch the government in various mansions." Empress Song said softly.
Jia Heng said softly: "Those Jinshi may retake the exam."
Queen Song sighed softly.
Ran'er probably has friendships with some Jinshi.
At this moment, voices came from outside the palace, and the female officer Danzhu who was waiting outside also came to report that Princess Xianning and Princess Qinghe asked to see the Queen.
Empress Song had plastic surgery to tone down her appearance and called out "Xuan".
Not long after, Princess Xianning and the little princess Li Chanyue, two sisters, one wearing an indigo palace dress and the other a pink dress, tall and slim, with happy expressions on their faces, came to the palace with the female officials in Tangli Palace. Surrounded by the palace ladies, he walked into the palace.
Jia Heng stood up and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The rescuer had arrived. He raised his eyes to look at Princess Xianning, stood up, and called out: "Xianning."
"Sir." Princess Xianning looked at the young man in the python suit and called with a happy face. Then she glanced at Empress Song who was sitting dignifiedly. She inevitably felt a suspicion in her heart and called out: "Mother."
"Your father and your husband drank some wine and came over to drink sour plum soup." Empress Song said softly with a smile on her face, "You and Chan Yue also came over to have a taste."
Jia Heng also greeted and said: "Xianning, come over and drink some sour plum soup to cool down."
A smile appeared on Princess Xianning's beautiful face and she said, "Sir, I was just saying that I was thirsty."
As he said that, he picked up the soup bowl and poured it over. He gave the little princess a bowl first, and then poured another bowl for himself. He took a sip of the sour plum soup and glanced at the boy in the python suit.
The husband and the queen were alone for a while, and the husband drank again. He must have been fine just now, right? She remembered some of her husband's subtle reactions between the curtains on the bed.
Li Chanyue also took a sip of sour plum soup at this time, raised her eyebrows and looked at Jia Heng, her eyes were somewhat absent-minded.
Empress Song smiled and joked: "The palace is currently preparing for a wedding, and you two are quite free."
"Mother, Chanyue and I are teaching sister Yan'er to dance." Princess Xianning put down the jade soup bowl in her hand and said with a chuckle.
Queen Song was surprised and said: "Yan'er?"
In his heart, a girl whose facial features and figure resembled her when she was twelve or thirteen years old could not help but emerge. Yan'er's child was quite similar to her when she was young.
"Sister Yan'er wants to learn to dance recently. Chan Yue and I are teaching her how to dance." Princess Xianning said with a chuckle, her clear eyes as clear as water under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, and then glanced at the python where the old god was present. Serve young people.
Queen Song smiled and said warmly: "Yan'er has been living in the palace these days. Why hasn't she come over now?"
Princess Xianning chuckled and said, "She is still taking a nap at the moment."
It is the hot summer day, and wealthy people have the habit of taking a nap. In the original Dream of Red Mansions, Baoyu and Jin Chuan are flirting with each other while Mrs. Wang is taking a nap after the Dragon Boat Festival.
Princess Xianning turned to ask: "I went to the princess mansion this morning and everything has been decorated. When will you go, sir?"
Queen Song chuckled and said, "Zi Yu should also go and have a look, don't get lost after entering the mansion on the wedding day."
I originally wanted to say don't go to the wrong room, but then I realized that this joke was inappropriate, so I changed my words as soon as I said it.
In fact, after the imperial edict of marriage was issued, Jia Heng was no longer a courtier in the strict sense, but the emperor's son-in-law. That means he was part of the same family as the Tian family, and at least from now on, he was closely related.
Jia Heng said warmly: "Xianning, how about tomorrow? I don't have much time today."
Princess Xianning nodded and said, "Then sir, go take a look tomorrow morning."
Empress Song said: "Xianning, your husband has also drunk a lot of wine. Please help him go to the palace to rest."
Jia Heng said goodbye to Princess Xianning and Li Chanyue, and then returned to Tangli Palace.
At this moment, Tangli Palace, in the sleeping hall——
There is a large bed in the west pavilion of the dormitory, with light red curtains tied with gold hooks. A mat is spread on the carved mahogany bed, and a young girl is lying on it.
The girl was suffering from fever. She was wearing a small dress with round shoulders. She was lying on it, eyes closed and asleep. A blush appeared on her fair-skinned face. Her facial features were childlike and peaceful, just like the Empress of Song Dynasty.
As soon as Jia Heng, Princess Xianning, and Li Chanyue entered the palace, Princess Xianning ordered the female officer Zhi Xia Ping to withdraw the maids and come to the inner hall to take a seat.
Princess Xianning looked at the young man whose cheeks were red due to the surge of alcohol, and asked with concern: "Sir, what did the Queen Mother just say to you?"
Jia Heng said: "I talked about your fourth uncle, but I didn't say anything else."
He came closer and took the girl's bare hand, hugged her into his arms, and said warmly: "Xianning, what kind of dance are you and Chan Yue doing recently?"
He is indeed a little angry at the moment...it was all started in Kunning Palace and can only be extinguished in Tangli Palace.
Princess Xianning didn't understand Jia Heng's intention for a moment, so she said softly: "Mother, has she asked your husband about Brother Wei Wang?"
In fact, she had known for a long time that her mother had brought her and her husband together for the sake of Brother Wei. It was not just for Brother Wei that she had forced her husband to die.
Jia Heng hugged the girl and said, "Go to your bedroom and rest for a while. I'll tell you."
At this moment, Princess Xianning felt something strange behind her, and she understood it completely. Her pure and beautiful cheeks turned red, she glanced at Li Chanyue and said, "Chanyue, let's go to the bedroom with your husband."
It had been a long time since she had been intimate with her husband. He had been busy since returning to Beijing and eventually ran out of time.
There was a hint of shyness in Li Chanyue and Daili's eyebrows. She had known Princess Xianning for a long time, and she obviously knew what Princess Xianning meant. Just when she was hesitating, she suddenly felt her bare hands being taken up. Her heart skipped a beat, and her delicate body felt slightly warm, and she said, "Xiao Jia gentlemen."
"Chanyue, you should also go and watch the wind." Jia Heng said softly.
Li Chanyue: "???"
What lookout? Mr. Xiao Jia, are you doing this on purpose to make her angry?
While talking, the three of them entered the east pavilion of the dormitory. The ice cubes around them melted and the sound of water dripped into the copper basin. The temperature in the room was only over 20 degrees, which was quite cool and comfortable.
Princess Xianning looked at the young man with shining eyes under her thin eyebrows, and said softly: "Sir, what are you..."
Before he could say anything else, he saw the young man leaning his cheek against her, and the familiar soft breath overflowed freely on his cheeks.
for a long time……
Princess Xianning's face was as red as blood. She bit her cherry lips lightly. She hugged Jia Heng's neck and felt the heart-stopping heat. She whispered in the young man's ear: "Sir, you were suffocated in Kunning Palace." ?”
Sure enough, the husband must be distracted in Kunning Palace, so he couldn't wait to see her.
"Don't make random guesses." Jia Heng interrupted Princess Xianning and said, "It's just been a long time, I miss you."
Princess Xianning's face was as bright as the clouds. She snorted and said in a cold voice with a hint of tact and coquettishness: "I don't believe it. When I first returned to Beijing, my husband didn't pester me. I'm afraid it has something to do with..."
As he spoke, he leaned into Jia Heng's ear and whispered two words.
But I am getting more and more worried in my heart. If this continues, sir, please don’t do anything wrong.
Jia Heng's expression paused, and he calmed down and said, "Don't make random guesses, it doesn't matter at all here."
I lay on the bed and looked at the peony embroidery on the curtain and mosquito net.
Princess Xianning hummed softly, glanced at the young man, and pulled Li Chanyue, whose cheeks were as red as mist and whose head was hanging down, closer to him. As usual, the two lined up, fighting for their lives.
Jia Heng's expression moved slightly at this moment, and he began to think over and think about Empress Song.
Regardless of the Empress Song's tactics and tactics, she still focused on using him.
Let's not talk about feelings here. He is an outsider who is not even a son-in-law. How long have we known each other? Where did the feelings come from? Even though she had feelings, Empress Song devoted her feelings to her two sons.
Women like these who came out of the harem to fight for their lives put profit first in everything.
If it was silly and sweet, it would be extremely ridiculous.
The previous descriptions of the King of Wei, such as filial piety and devotion to serving, are not actually any problems. They are just some general remarks that are applicable to everyone and do not represent his position and attitude.
But depending on who said it, what he said actually comforted Queen Song's anxious mood to a certain extent.
But it won't be long before Queen Song will ask him for help again. He needs to control this attitude and not get too involved with King Wei. At least in the eyes of the emperor, he can't get too close to King Wei.
On the contrary, this also protected King Wei. Why didn't Queen Song understand this truth?
Of course, she may not understand, not only his public support for King Wei as the crown prince, but also his secret attitude, Empress Song especially needed his expression.
It can be said that after he chose the marriage of Princess Xianning, he was inevitably kidnapped by Queen Song.
From the current point of view, the chance of King Wei establishing him as the East Palace is relatively high, but the Queen of Song lacks a sense of security and does not ask for the status of the East Palace.
Princess Xianning suddenly stood up, her cheeks as beautiful as snow were as red as peach blossoms, and she said softly: "Sir, wait a moment, I will go change my clothes."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Go ahead."
Xianning is probably going to play some new tricks again.
For a moment, only Li Chanyue was left. The little princess raised her head with a strand of hair hanging down. Her petite and cute cheeks were as red as a blush, her pink lips were slightly opened, and she said: "Mr. Jia, I..."
I originally thought that she could do it alone? But when it came to my mouth, I didn’t know how to say it.
Jia Heng praised: "Chanyue, you have made great progress."
As he said that, he took Li Chanyue's hand, held it in his arms, and said, "Chanyue, in a few days, we will get married. We will become husband and wife. There is no doubt about our love. Is Chanyue happy?"
Li Chanyue said "Hmm" shyly, her cheeks flushed as bright as a brocade cloud.
Mr. Xiao Jia will be her future husband.
Jia Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the girl with airy bangs on her forehead, and said warmly: "Chanyue, do you still remember the first time we met?"
Li Chanyue said: "I remember, Mr. Jia was in the western suburbs at that time, and my cousin and I went hunting together."
Jia Heng teased the girl and said, "Chanyue probably didn't expect at that time that she would become my wife one day and serve me like this, right?"
As he spoke, he gently pinched the girl's cheek. The skin was delicate and soft and smooth to the touch.
Li Chanyue's face was as rosy as clouds, and she said in shame, "Who could have imagined it at that time?"
At that time, she didn't even think of serving Xiao Jia like she did just now.
Jia Heng said: "I remember when we first entered the palace, Chan Yue was still on guard against me."
Li Chanyue said: "Who told you to fight at that time..."
As he spoke, his cheeks turned rosy.
Li Chanyue thought for a while and whispered: "Does Mr. Jia dislike me? I am stupider than my cousin, not as good-looking as her, and my legs are not as long as hers. Without her..."
She didn't know how to explain it, but without her cousin...Sao Mei, usually when the three of them were together, they would just watch the two of them having fun.
Jia Heng said softly: "Chan Yue is as good as Chan Yue."
This is because I feel that I have been left out, and one of the three people in the friendship often feels superfluous.
As he spoke, he stroked the girl's shoulder and said with emotion: "Chanyue, I have known each other for two years as I said, but actually..."
Li Chanyue's jade cheeks were as red as a blush, her pink lips twitched, and she said, "Mr. Xiao Jia, do you have something to tell me?"
Jia Heng was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "There is something I don't know whether I should tell you or not. How about I tell you on the wedding day."
In fact, I was also thinking about whether to tell Chan Yue the truth about Jinyang. This was undoubtedly cruel.
Chanyue originally wanted to be with him, mostly because of attachment. The little girl has grown up a lot after two years, and her mind has obviously matured a lot. Maybe when things come to a close, she feels that this situation is really inappropriate?
Li Chanyue's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, she lowered her eyes and said, "I'll serve you, sir."
Jia Heng hummed, feeling Li Chanyue's dexterity and eloquence again.
After a while, his eyes moved slightly, and he saw Princess Xianning walking towards her. The graceful and quiet girl had her hair tied up in a woman's bun, and her cheeks were also somewhat plump. She was wearing a light yellow dress, but The skirt was a little short and just reached her knees, and she was wearing fishnet stockings that were cut to fit her body. She came to the bed and said in a clear voice: "Duke Wei, why don't you kneel down when you see me?"
Jia Heng took a look at the makeup, his face was slightly condensed, and his eyes gradually became a little weird.
It cannot be said that Xianning is a 70% or 80% resemblance, but she is a niece after all, and her behavior and demeanor are 50% or 60% similar, but her figure is not plump enough, and she lacks a lot of the graceful demeanor of a mother who cares about the world.
At this moment, Li Chanyue suddenly coughed violently several times. Zangxing Yunyue's eyes looked at the young man full of annoyance, and whispered: "Mr. Xiao Jia, why are you..."
How this could happen again... is simply unbelievable.
Jia Heng also looked a little unnatural. He looked at Princess Xianning and whispered: "Xianning, what are you doing? Others have seen it."
Of course, others may not be able to think of anything when they see it, because Xianning is about to get married, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with wearing a woman's hair. As for the other things... I can only rely on the actress's skills to make it up.
At this time, Princess Xianning had already come over, her clear eyes were as charming as a beautiful snake.
(End of chapter)
