Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

At the beginning of the moonlight, Song Jingwen installed a small slide in the yard with a soft rubber mat underneath.

Toffee ran up and down the slide with her two younger brothers, and excitedly handed out a water gun to Jelly and Pudding, as if she was a big brother, "Run slowly, press this down to water out."

Pudding rolled his eyes, and pushed his second brother Jelly out, blinking innocently, and urged him to splash water, "Wow, water~ it's so long~"

Jelly foolishly rushed towards the nearest toffee, laughing so hard that she couldn't see her eyes, "Giggle, it's hot!"

Song Jingwen was also very playful, and he stood up straight from the ground, with Xie Feng's two long legs around his waist, and shuttled between the three dolls, "If you hit me, I will reward you with an ice cream, come or not?"

"Come on!" Toffee hung on Song Jingwen's lap unceremoniously, and waved at the two younger brothers joyfully, "I'm holding daddy down, come quickly!"

Xie Feng exclaimed, and asked Song Jingwen to jump off, and said with a smile, "They have had enough cold drinks today, give them back, there will be trouble at night."

Song Jingwen smiled with his head up, and stabilized him with one hand, and the other hand dishonestly climbed up Xie Feng's back, and said indifferently, "Then eat smoothie, three babies Divide and eat."

Xie Feng pondered, there seems to be no difference, aren't they all cold drinks?

Song Jingwen covered Xie Feng's head, protecting him from the attacking range, water droplets dripped down his hair, he smiled slyly, and said angrily, "Let's secretly eat ice cream and add more red beans. "

One turned into a drenched chicken, and the other only had a dry head, and nothing seemed to be getting better.

The breeze was blowing, and Xie Feng looked into Song Jingwen's eyes. Since he came back, he has no preference for red beans at all. He muttered, "Red bean mint water, red bean peanut porridge, red bean cake, why haven't you gotten tired of eating them?" ah."

In fact, Xie Feng didn't know what was the reason. He was almost jealous of that string of bracelets. He picked up the bracelet in Song Jingwen's hand and hummed, "Holding my dear all day long, I don't know." I thought it was your wife."

"Sour." Song Jingwen laughed at him, kissed the bracelet, and kissed the little ancestor in the arms of the two, coaxing him, "He is the second wife, and you are the eldest lady. Kiss you one more time, yo, this mouth is really sour, Sweet and sour, plums don't grow as long as you do."

Xie Feng glared at him, then bit him viciously.At the end, he touched his lips again, and licked them subconsciously. He was so delicate that he said, "It's swollen."

Water was sprinkled all over the courtyard, and giggles echoed in the bright night.

The three little dolls held hands to cash in the rewards. Song Jingwen crossed his legs and sat on a small sweet cake in his arms, and suddenly said without thinking, "Are you addicted to lying on my wall? Haven't seen enough yet?" ?"

A faint sigh came from the wall.

Reflexively, Xie Feng was about to draw the dagger in his sleeve, so quickly that Song Jingwen had already stood in front before Song Jingwen could react, looking on guard.

"Oh, my little ancestor." Song Jingwen helplessly pushed back the unsheathed dagger, "His Royal Highness, you can't go through the gate, and you have to fly over the walls to show off your skill?"

The words with a gun and a stick stabbed Yuan Er almost couldn't hold back and punched his master twice, "Your Highness!!"

He Qianheng jumped down from the wall with a smile, and Yuan Er did not hide it, showing his true face openly.

"Is my kung fu good?" He Qianheng paused before saying quietly, "You will always have a chance to try."

Song Jingwen laughed angrily at his shameless behavior. It was reasonable for him to break into a private house together. He waved his hand and glanced at the other party playfully, "Have you heard enough about the corner?"

Song Jingwen wrapped Xie Feng in his arms deliberately, and said very poignantly, "Why do you have time to come here today, the princess should be sad."

He Qianheng laughed loudly, and waved Yuan Er to hide his figure, "Your mouth has not changed at all, and those two old gentlemen also bowed down to your three-inch tongue."

He laughed twitchingly, and sat down on the tablecloth with no image, picked up the teapot and took two sips to his mouth, then pursed his lips, "My princess will not be angry."

He said this as if he was unhappy, with a bit of unreasonable obsession in his reluctance.

Song Jingwen stretched his waist, pushed the contract signed by Xie Feng and He Qianheng over, and said with a smirk, "We still have something to solve, you... are you taking advantage of the fire?"

He Qianheng glanced at it, and responded frankly, "Forget it, I thought you wouldn't come back, but you are really lucky!"

Xie Feng was a little angry, secretly poked a hole in the tablecloth, and pushed a fruit plate over with a blank expression, "Plums, kumquats, lemons, sour plums."

He Qianheng picked up a plum platycodon and twirled it in his hand, took a bite out of the most sour part, and said amusedly, "It's not sour."

"Of course it's not sour. My little ancestor likes to eat sweet ones." Song Jingwen was peeling kumquats, chattering.

Feeding one and eating the other, Song Jingwen could press the tip of Xie Feng's tongue and get a cleaning service to his heart's content.

He Qianheng held the plump skin of kumquats and smiled, "It's the first time I know that you have to peel the skins when you eat kumquats."

Xie Feng's face turned red, he coughed, and he wanted to cover up, "Peel the skin if you want, and eat the sweet and sour taste if you don't want to, it's not impossible."

"This contract doesn't count." Song Jingwen sat up straight, and brought the topic back, "I have already understood the deal with you, who would have thought that you would make it happen after five years. You have your concerns, but this contract does not Use it, all the money in the family is with me."

As Song Jingwen said that, he tore up the contract face to face, and poured the shredded paper into tea provocatively.

He Qianheng spread his hands and spoke very well, "Okay, I already have 1000 million."

Song Jingwen choked for a moment, "Then what do you mean now?"

"It's not interesting," He Qianheng practiced Tai Chi, and said "hmm" meaningfully, "It's almost over, so there's no need for it."

Song Jingwen said, "But?"

"Smart people are good at talking," He Qianheng pushed the kumquat seeds back and forth in his mouth, and laughed, "Those two old men are nothing, so I'll take this as your prank."

Song Jingwen raised his eyes cooperatively, "Then how can it not be considered a prank?"

As if asking a sincere question, Xie Feng was confused by the two of them, and obediently hooked Song Jingwen's fingers around.

"Your binoculars are not as good as mass-produced, exclusively for the army." He Qianheng said seriously, "We will not sell them abroad, and we will not sell them to other countries."

Song Jingwen didn't understand. He didn't have too much thought about imperial power and dignity, so he said bluntly, "Where is your father, His Majesty also made such a decision?"

He Qianheng seemed to have heard some joke, with a disgusted expression on his face again, "He? It's just a person who is still breathing, what is there to care about. Let me say one, there are still people who dare to say two?"

Xie Feng frowned disapprovingly, unable to understand the coldness of the royal family's affection, he whispered in Song Jingwen's ear, "His Royal Highness is too cold-blooded, isn't His Majesty already?"

Song Jingwen tugged at his finger, and said softly, "We haven't experienced what others have experienced, so let's not comment on it."

Xie Feng nodded blankly, and happened to meet He Qianheng's indiscriminate eyes.

"Don't worry about him," Song Jingwen insisted, "It's because of jealousy."

Floating, it is impossible to touch the south, east, north and west.

He Qianheng rubbed his fingers, and put the remaining piece of shredded paper into his mouth, the ink was bitter.It's bitter to fight with him.

"The quantity of goods is not large, so the money will be sold to you first. It doesn't matter if you monopolize it." Song Jingwen curled his lips, thinking to himself, who wouldn't keep a secret warehouse, if he doesn't let himself sell it, he won't sell it?People are alive, and the road is flexible.

"Isn't Zhang Guo already subjugated?" Song Jingwen mentioned seemingly unintentionally, "Yun Guo can't survive anymore?"

"A poor country." He Qianheng said indifferently, his fingers holding the cup trembled slightly, "Isn't it good to achieve great unification from division to integration?"

This is what he often talked about when he was a child, and now the opportunity is in front of him.

He Qianheng didn't expect Song Jingwen to tell the truth, there was no room for maneuver when he made a decision.In this whole life, he has only compromised for Yuan Moyi, and the feeling of it is really hard.

Before he left, he suddenly asked, "Don't be so high-profile in the past month, stay at home honestly, and I will protect you from any danger."

Xie Feng felt flustered because of these words, and guarded Song Jingwen nervously, "You must not disappear again."

"What are you thinking, why don't you tie me up with a rope and wear it around your waist wherever you go." Song Jingwen teased shamelessly, which eased Xie Feng's nervous nerves.

"I don't want it," Xie Feng bit him shamelessly, then jokingly said, "If you get smaller, I'll put you in my arms and carry you with me every day."

"Wouldn't that be able to hug and kiss every day, and even rub it?" Song Jingwen's naked eyes fell on Xie Feng's chest, and the meaning was not clear.

Bo Hong was smoldering on Xie Feng's face, he spoke harsh words softly, chewing a toffee in his mouth, "Smelly shameless, don't rub it."

Song Jingwen wanted to suck that sweet lip into his mouth several times, but rolled down his Adam's apple in vain.

Song Jingwen didn't count the days in detail, but there was no peace in Kyoto one night, Ziguang City, the emperor's residence, was completely surrounded, and dogs barking were heard in the streets and alleys.

The flames soared into the sky, and the roar of the war horses was surrounded by the cold light of the handover of soldiers.Everyone woke up from the dreamland, did not turn on the lights, and secretly looked out from the crack of the door, covering their mouths, fearful and curious.

At that time, Xie Feng also sat up from the bed in shock, and hurriedly asked the nanny to take care of the children.As if he was in a nightmare, he pulled out two scimitars from under the bed and rushed outside.

Song Jingwen hurriedly jumped down from the roof, and hugged Xie Feng from behind, feeling distressed and funny, his nose was so sore, he asked, "Why are you going?"

Xie Feng turned his head stiffly, tears flowed down so naturally, he threw the scimitar away in aggrieved manner, and complained, "I thought someone was knocking on the door, why did you disappear!"

Song Jingwen thought he was right, and pushed people up to the roof. The two of them lay on the tiles and looked towards the place where the fire was brightest. "Look at Ziguang City, the lights are bright tonight."

Xie Feng turned his rusty mind, and a word came out after a while, "Forcing the palace?"

He crouched halfway in disbelief, and said with a slumped waist, "It can't be the prince forcing the palace, can it?"

Reminiscent of what He Qianheng said last time, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he wanted to jump off the room, "I'll go and see the situation, if he's not doing well, should we take action?"

"Is the trump card for him?" Song Jingwen licked his ear discouragedly, "That's for us to save our lives."

"Keep your eyes wide open. That's not the prince's team. It's the fifth prince's team. Just now, a group of people came late. King Ling led his troops into the city gate in the name of escort."

This night was soaked in noise and blood, and when Chaoyang climbed to Ziguang City, everything returned to tranquility.

In the 20th year of the Yuanlong calendar, the former emperor died of illness, and the crown prince He Qianheng established a large shrine in Kyoto. Today, the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, a hundred ministers and all the common people resigned to persuade him to take over Qianli.Therefore, the crown prince became the emperor on the first day of the first lunar month of the Xuanwu year.

The author has something to say: The passage of the crown prince's ascension to the throne borrowed from the "Ming □ □ Enthronement Edict" "Follow the request of the public, and on the fourth day of the first lunar month of the second year of Wu, the heaven and the earth were sacrificed to the sun of Zhongshan, that is, the emperor was located in the southern suburbs. Ding There is a name in the world called Daming, Jianyuan Hongwu. Respect the Taimiao, respect the concubines of the four generations as emperors and queens. Establish a big shrine and a great land in the capital. Canonize Ma as the queen, and set the son as the crown prince."