Song Wan'er was aching all over, complaining about Zhao Feng'an's unsympathetic behavior just now, so she didn't hear what he said clearly, "I'll send you to live for a while," instead of "I'll accompany you to live for a while."

She broke away from Zhao Feng'an's arm and leaned forward on the edge of the bathtub, away from him, continuing to express her dissatisfaction.

The sound of water behind her was loud, Zhao Feng'an re-glued her back and whispered in her ear: "Still angry?" ”

Song Wan'er had no space to hide, so she simply turned around and pushed his chest hard, gritted her silver teeth and said angrily: "You really hate death, don't be next to me." ”

Although Zhao Feng'an is a civil servant, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has never stopped, he is strong, his chest is covered with a layer of muscles, how can Song Wan'er, who is hard and soft, push it? Song Wan'er tossed for a long time, and the water in the bath bucket was splashed out and sprinkled all over the ground, but it did not leave Zhao Feng'an's chest for half a minute.

And Zhao Fengan just wrapped his arms around her to prevent her from hitting the edge of the barrel and getting hurt, with a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth, watching her make a fuss, until she stopped panting, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, took her into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I know you're annoyed." In a few days, it is the queen's Qianqiu Festival, and I will accompany you to the birthday family banquet as an atonement, okay? ”

Song Wan'er originally wanted to struggle out of his arms, but when she heard this, she immediately stopped her movements and looked at him with wide eyes.

September 20 is the Empress's birthday.

The queen has a kind personality and does not like extravagance, but she is the mother of a country, and the celebration on the day of the Thousand Autumn Festival is a royal face, and she always has to do something, and she has to deal with it mentally.

The emperor was interested in his original wife, and knew her temper, so he went to Fengwei Palace, where the queen lived, on the day before her birthday every year, and had dinner together to eat a bowl of longevity noodles with her. When the crown prince and Princess Changle were young, they lived in Fengwei Palace with their mother, and they also celebrated their mother's birthday with their father every year.

The queen was really very happy, in her heart, their family of four sat around, like ordinary people, which was the life she longed for the most. And the birthday celebration on the day before this birthday has also become a regular rule every year.

Later, as the children grew older, the prince married as an adult and moved out of the palace, and on this day every year, the prince would still take the princess into the palace and eat this family banquet with his father and queen mother.

And after Song Wan'er got married, she would also return to the palace to participate, but in the past few years, no matter what Song Wan'er said, Zhao Feng'an was unwilling to accompany her, and the two even had a quarrel.

She thought that Zhao Feng'an was self-respecting and had always been reluctant to be close to the royal family, so she gradually stopped asking for it, but she didn't expect Zhao Feng'an to take the initiative to mention it this time.

Song Wan'er's eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips leaked a smile of surprise, "Are you serious?" ”

Her rosy face was covered with droplets, and the few wet locks of hair twisted down against her sideburns, winding across her fair neck, reflecting the blackness of her hair and the whiter of her skin. Her appearance itself is bright, and at this time she looks like a water demon who will seduce her soul.

"Hmm." His eyes deepened, and he suddenly remembered the phrase "The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass" in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little self-deprecating.

He raised his hand to gently wipe the water from her face, "Are you still annoyed?" ”

Song Wan'er's bright eyes were already full of arrogant smiles, but she still deliberately stretched her face, and said angrily: "You were so bad just now, I hurt to death." ”

Zhao Feng'an lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and he didn't tell the difference, just hugged her, and slowly rubbed her waist with a pair of big hands.

He didn't hate the queen, the rich middle-aged woman with kind eyebrows, and she was a peaceful and kind person at first glance.

Moreover, this will be the last birthday that Wan'er can spend with her mother, even if for her, he is willing to endure and socialize with Emperor Song one more time, it will be the last time.

*

The days passed peacefully, and in a blink of an eye, it was September 19, the day before the Queen's Birthday Thousand Autumn Festival.

It was a crisp autumn day, and in the evening, the sky was full of clouds and clouds sprinkled in the blue-purple sky.

When Song Wan'er and Zhao Feng'an's chariot arrived, Mama Jiang, who had been serving the queen closely, greeted her with a smile and saluted, "Princess, donkey, you have finally arrived, the queen has asked several times, and specially sent the old slave to wait for you here." ”

"Mama Jiang!" Song Wan'er was in a good mood, she held Zhao Feng'an's hand to support her, and stepped down quickly from the chariot with her skirt in one hand.

I didn't want to stumble because my steps were too fast, but Zhao Feng'an grabbed her waist quickly and stabilized her figure.

Mama Jiang smiled and quipped: "The princesses are married, and they are still so naughty, so the concubine has to worry more." ”

Song Wan'er has bright makeup today, wearing a madder skirt, a black belt embroidered with gold silk outlining a slender waist, a Luo skirt with a wide hem, and a complex cloud pattern embroidered on the hem that symbolizes auspiciousness, rippling with layers of arcs with her movements.

Zhao Feng'an's eyes were glued to her bright smile, and he responded to Mama Jiang in a low voice: "It's okay." ”

"Mama Jiang, how can you face him?" Song Wan'er complained coquettishly, but her face was full of sweet smiles.

Mama Jiang also smiled, piling up smile lines on her face, "The old slave is happy to see the love of the princess." ”

As she spoke, Mama Jiang had already led Zhao Feng'an and Song Wan'er inside, and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess arrived half an hour ago, and at this moment they are all talking to the queen in the back hall. The emperor has not yet arrived, but he has already sent someone to pass the word, saying that he will come to dinner later. ”

The Fengwei Palace where the queen lives has long been arranged, and the jade tower is golden, painted with gold, and it is more majestic and brilliant in the afterglow of the sunset.

This is where Song Wan'er was born and raised, along the way she pulled his sleeve and chattered with him, when she was a child, she climbed this tree, and was punished by the queen mother to copy the notebook in the small ear room, and also carved a lot of words on the red pillar over there and other interesting things.

She said happily, but she didn't notice Zhao Bong'an's gradually cold face.

In fact, he is no stranger to the appearance of the palace harem, he was also born and raised in the palace of King Zhao, but witnessed the death of his father and queen mother there.

He couldn't help but think that the infinite dignity enjoyed by the family in the Song Palace was exchanged for the life of his father and queen mother by the Song Emperor today, why could they enjoy it so peacefully?

It was the blood of the parents that spilled into the red glow of the sky, and illuminated this palace so magnificently.

Darkness and cruelty rose from within, and he secretly clenched his fists.

"Bong'an? What happened to you? Song Wan'er's delicate voice recalled Zhao Feng's peace of mind and looked at him with concern, "Why is your face so ugly?" ”

Zhao Feng'an stopped, staring at her eyes without a trace of haze, and the thoughts in her heart were surging wildly, but they were finally soothed by the pure care and tenderness in her eyes.

After a long time, he gradually loosened his clenched fist, "It's nothing, I just remembered something." ”

Song Wan'er looked at him inquiringly, and watched the emotions in his eyes gradually become cold and silent, returning to his usual indifferent appearance.

Zhao Feng'an, who deliberately wanted to hide it again, Song Wan'er took a breath, hid the smile at the corner of her lips, and compromised and said: "Feng'an, today is my mother's birthday, and it is her happiest day of the year. ”

"Hmm." Zhao Fengan's expression was obscure.

Song Wan'er stopped making a sound, and silently walked side by side with him to the apse.

Why?

Always remind her of the disagreement between them when she is happiest.

During this time, they seem to be getting closer and closer, but they seem to be getting farther and farther apart in their hearts.

Bypassing the main hall along the red pillar verandah, there is a laurel tree in the courtyard of the apse, which is the period when the osmanthus is in bloom, and the cinnamon fragrance is strong.

There is a pineapple wood tea table under the tree, and the crown prince and the crown princess are drinking tea with the queen.

Song Wan'er always defends Zhao Feng'an on weekdays, especially in front of her mother's family, today is even more unusual, she immediately brought a bright smile, pulled Zhao Feng'an over, and saluted the queen mother and the prince in turn.

The queen does not see Zhao Feng'an on weekdays, but today I see him with a tall posture, broad shoulders and narrow waist, an ink-colored slanted satin robe, tied with a dark red belt, and dark red moire embroidered on the neckline and cuffs, which correspond to the color and pattern of Song Waner's skirt.

The two stand together, they are really a couple.

The queen smiled softly, took Wan'er's hand, and talked to her husband and wife for a long time.

Zhao Feng'an is still silent, but everyone knows his temperament, and he copes with it properly, and the etiquette is also thoughtful, and he looks like a cold and noble son, which makes the queen very happy.

After chatting for a while, the queen was a little tired, so Song Wan'er took the imperial sister-in-law, who was six months pregnant, and accompanied her mother to the apse to rest, while the prince and the concubine stayed at the tea table and continued to chat about political affairs.

The window of the apse faces the tea table in the courtyard.

Song Wan'er was laughing with her mother, and from time to time she glanced at Zhao Feng'an's upright back outside the window.

The crown princess caught a glimpse of it, and couldn't help but joke: "Wan'er, the colt is sitting there, and it won't disappear, look at you thinking about it like this." ”

The queen also smiled and took her daughter's hand, "I was always worried that you would be wronged, but now it seems that the colt is really as you said, although he is colder, he is a reliable person." No wonder your father told me that he would use Feng'an more to help him in the future. ”

"Of course." Song Wan'er pursed her lips and smiled.

If she had heard this in the past, she would have been very proud, but now she was faintly troubled in her heart, so she just lowered her eyes and brushed the folds on her skirt, and didn't say anything more.

The crown princess misunderstood Song Wan'er's reaction, leaned over and asked with a smile: "I was staring at the colt just now, for fear of taking a look at it, why are you shy?" ”

"Speaking of which, you see that your imperial sister-in-law is the second," the queen interjected, "You have been married for three years, why haven't you had a child yet?" ”

When the queen mother mentioned this, she reminded Song Wan'er that Jingzhu also made an appointment for herself to "send a child" miracle doctor, and it was on September 26, seven days later.

There were so many things in this time that I forgot about this.

Is that miracle doctor really that powerful?

Looking at the crown princess caressing her pregnant belly beside her, Song Wan'er imagined that she and Zhao Fengan would have a child with the two of them in the future, and she was a little happy.

Maybe she was too anxious, maybe they just needed time to get to know each other, she spent five years gradually warming his heart, and they still had a lifetime to come.

She will gradually get to know him and everything about him.

Song Wan'er has never been a character who drills the horns of the bull, the haze in her heart dissipated, she raised her head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the queen mother, sooner or later I will give you a grandson." ”

The crown princess laughed out loud and said, "I just said that you were shy, it seems that I was wrong." ”

was talking and laughing, but heard a voice from the courtyard: "The emperor has arrived!" ”