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 with curtains all around, the charming young woman from Huaxin is nestled in Jia Heng's arms. Under the scattered bun, her beautiful and charming cheeks are rosy, with 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, his gentle and fair face was as bright as peony petals, his jade skin was moist, and his lips were slightly red.
He was so naughty just now, how could she call her daddy? She was really crazy just now and followed him to do whatever he wanted.
Jia Heng hugged the gentle and delicate body of the young Huaxin 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 couldn'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 graduates 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 study in Jinling. Li Shibo can also teach him." He is knowledgeable.”
When Li Wan heard this, the charm between his beautiful eyebrows spread out, and he couldn't help but feel warm currents in his heart. 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 was hidden in the boudoir since he was a child. He only read some "Biography of the Martyr Woman" to develop a traditional temperament. Never before heard such love words, his heart was filled with shame and joy, and 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 "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 house. Unlike Sister Feng, who could use Ping'er to cover her up, and Sister Feng had a fierce temper. 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 a little reluctant, and she held up her soft body with one lotus-rooted arm. Her voice was surprisingly smooth, and she said softly: "Ziyu, 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. Don't catch a cold." Jia Heng glanced at the snow-white beauty and whispered.
Without saying anything else to Li Wan, he 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 anything else.
In fact, it was already midnight, and everything was quiet. Only a few dog barks came 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 he once 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 running for 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."
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 crossed the border 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. It was 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 come to my room."
Jia Heng said: "Well, I'll be back in the evening. You were asleep at that time."
Qingwen walked closer, lowered her head and sniffed, her cheeks flushed, and said: "Master, wait a moment, I will get him some hot water, and 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, it was winter. If it were summer, I might have been teased by Qingwen and 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? You don't want to keep the young master 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 took 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, so 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 stepped 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 blushed slightly and whispered: "Brother Heng, have you eaten?"
Jia Heng said: "I just ate."
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.
Why didn't Brother Heng talk 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 girl with aura-like features. As Zhen Xi got older, her facial features gradually broadened, 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 beautiful 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 the young 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 atmosphere. The entrance is deserted and few guests come and go.
The retinue around Jia Heng 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 them under the eaves of the corridor.
"Ziyu." Mrs. Gan called softly, with a kind smile on her plump face. This feeling was even more obvious when she saw Jia Heng holding Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi's hands.
Thanks to the old lady's insight before leaving, 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 daughter in name. 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 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 eyes on Zhen Lan's face. Until this moment, Zhen Lan lost a lot of the cleverness of the heroine, 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, Ms. 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 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 warmly: "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. She has accompanied the army in previous expeditions, whether in the northern Xinjiang or the northwest."
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, right?"
He thought to himself, what a coincidence, he had hugged Xiaoxiao before, but only when he was older. Not only did he hug Xiaoxiao, but he also hugged 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 she will accompany Zi Yu on his expedition to the north and south. It is a rare friendship."
In fact, Xu, who was once the daughter of a famous eunuch, had met King Zhou when he was traveling south on an errand. At that time, Xu's father was hosting King Zhou.
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 the child of your blind date 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 favor from the Emperor."
Gan smiled and said: "It is indeed not easy."
She thought to herself that 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. 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 cold and straight profile of the boy in the python suit, chatting and laughing with his aunt, feeling a little happy in her heart.
Just as Jia Heng was talking to the Zhen family, the nanny 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 wearing 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.
Behind Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue, the nanny was holding two boys and one girl and three babies. 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 became brighter. 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 stepped forward to greet her, saying 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. After 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 the Song Dynasty in Fucheng, Hangzhou——
With the burial of the old lady of Song, the Song family did not have much celebration this year. The white couplets hung at the door, and under the eaves of the corridor under the swaying lanterns, it 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 looked sad, 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... sweet.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, 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 about 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, Princess Xianning's soft voice 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 beautiful face, and said: "Xianning, let's go to Jinling in two days."
Princess Xianning said softly: "Mother, you might as well go back early. The provincial 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, and she was prone to depression and illness in such an environment for a long time. Empress Song said: "The letter from your mother and concubine is also here."
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."
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