Wen Jin's heart skipped a beat, "Your Majesty... Didn't I ask you to wait outside the alley to avoid people?"

"Do I shame people? Need to avoid people?"

"You have always been unwilling to make it public and think I am a stain. I am just used to keeping a distance from you in front of others..." Wen Jin said, thinking about the fact that the Empress Dowager said that she was not worthy of Fu, and she looked lonely.

"How can you see him kissing you in a place to avoid others? How can you blush and shy after seeing him kissing you? Can you tell the man casually if you tuck your quilt? Men will think too much, you have been raped in his heart, girl!"

"He is not someone else, he is the good man I decided to spend the rest of my life with. You... you are someone else." Wen Jin clenched his hands tightly and mustered up the courage to commit crimes.

"Well. You annoyed "others". "others" are going to deal with you."

Fu Jingheng angrily threw the umbrella in his hand to the ground, making a muffled sound, and approached Wen Jin with great strides.

Wen Jin was forced back by his powerful aura. Fu Jingheng came close and suddenly wrapped his arms around Wen Jin's waist, picked her up, pressed her on the seat in the carriage, then grabbed her wrists, raised them over her head and pressed them heavily, almost cutting her teeth.

"I really want to share with me. I lost to my subordinates? Su Wenjin, are you really with him? You are with him, not just reading, writing, talking, but planning to do things that can be done with me and saying things that can be said with me! Tuck your quilt!"

Wen Jin's back was hit with pain. When she met him in the theater, she noticed that he had been hiding his inexplicable anger for three months, but he was suppressing her and was like being a good young man instead of a tyrant. At this time, he was completely angry. She panted quickly and said, "We have been separated for three months... You... aren't you really going to come with the saint? Who is the big one with Duanmu's belly? Is it me? You are allowed to open a harem to raise a woman in the palace, this and the talent show palace lanterns, and when you go home, you say to me, I like you, don't you allow me to marry a child? I'm just marrying him, and you're crazy?"

"It's accurate. I didn't say I couldn't get a baby to get married."

Fu Jingheng unbuttoned his collar buttons one by one, revealing the texture. He was completely angered by Jiang Huaizhou's kiss on Wen Jin's bun. Zishu said he wanted him to try to be her brother, but Zishu didn't say that Dali Temple Minister would blatantly belittle her. As a brother, the man next to him would not be allowed to touch his sister.

"Before getting married, I will teach you how to serve your husband. You are skilled and need to grow up. Go and complain to Xia Ranshuang, saying that her son rapes you. My son can't keep his self-respecting, and it's the limit to three months of self-respecting!"

"Why should I complain to your mother...what are you doing? This is outside, you are not saying that you are not used to being outside..."

"I said it, teach you how to grow up." Fu Jingheng tore her clothes and exposed the seductive scenery. He did not do any foreplay and possessed her. "He hasn't walked away yet, so he called him back to save you. Let him come back and kneel to see me love you, and let him know how cute you are after being favored by me."

Wen Jin's body had not fully recovered in three months after giving birth. The dry pain made her body tense and she had sweaty forehead. "It hurts so much! Fu...I hate being disrespected..."

"Well. Remember who hurts you. It's "other"!" Fu Jingheng was not soft-hearted.

It was so tight that he was trapped in pain. He hadn't had it for three months, and she was as new as before.

He endured the so-called demeanor that did not disrupt her life in the past three months. After seeing Jiang fall into her bun, he failed. He pressed his hand on her bun, broke the strand of hair that Jiang had kissed with his true energy, loved her out of control, and punished her neck, shoulders, and lips with a cold kiss, leaving traces of him on her skin.

The carriage did not bring Wen Jin back to the mottled palace walls of the palace, but brought her back to the small Jiangnan building designed by the two of them, Yong'an Street Villa. The winter rain dripped from the eaves of the small building and knocked down the wintersweet on the branches.

"Your Majesty, the other courtyard has arrived."

Old Mo said softly, and quickly shut all the palace servants in the courtyard of Yong'an Street to four gates to stand by. The palace servants looked obscure and guessed that it was the one who was in the Xun Princess above, who looked strangely deserted, but why was it in the carriage...

Old Mo himself stood outside the door, thinking that he thought that he could really bless Jinzhuer’s new life indifferently, but as soon as he met, he would be completely ruined. Lord would not think that Jinzhuer and Jiang Qing’s life were just covering the quilt and talking together...

"Climb my neck, don't fall." Fu Jingheng hugged Wen Jin who was begging for mercy under him, and did not even pull away from her body, wrapping her body in a robe to prevent the scenery from leaking out.

Wen Jin put his arm on his neck with red ears. He carried the man out of the carriage, kicked open the door, pressed Wen Jin on the big bed in the other courtyard, and continued to be ruthless with her. The more she pushed it away, the more forced he forced it.

"So looking at me with condemnation, is it because I am not good enough, or should I protect myself for him?"

"Did you also take Duanmu from the carriage to the bedroom?"

"I want to know? Tell you, can you stand it? You ran to the west with anger. I have to go through eighty-one difficulties to get you home!"

"I have no home! I am an ant and bed bug that has no fixed place! I have changed several places in the past three months. I have lived in Jiang's Mansion, Duanqiao Hutong, and Xue's Mansion's front yard! I have no home!" Wen Jin was so angry that he didn't want to say, "You say, I can stand it, why do you love her? I'm on my bed, pillowing my pillow? You won't even change my sheets and bedding, right?"

"I can't change the habit of curious about other women. Don't talk about her, talk about us!" Fu handed Wen Jin a dagger, letting her hold the handle, and the tip pressed against his own waist and abdomen. "I think I'm dirty and don't want to be with me? Punch it down and stop me."

Wen Jin was trembling and holding a dagger. How dare she assassinate the emperor? Her voice was hoarse. He didn't stop. She did not hurt him with the dagger. In order to suffer less, she cooperated with him to arch her body to make her hurt less. In order to relieve his anger, she pretended to beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, you are so awesome... The concubine is gone..."

Seeing that she was good at pretending to be good, Fu Jingheng enjoyed him a lot. She had always known how to advance and retreat. He really liked to listen to her soft words, so he took into account her feelings, and the kiss and movements became gentle. He also yearned for her to be his concubine in his heart... Concubine Wen...

"In the future, don't let me catch Xiao Jiang. You don't want him to die on the streets, right?"

"Didn't you say you won't disturb my life, and will love me and Xiao Jiang!"

"In the future, you will discuss the Four Books and Five Classics with him and keep a polite manners. After you come here to apply, you can be intimate with me with my consent. I will naturally love you, huh?"

If you get close to your future husband, you still have to apply to your ex?! Funny! Divine and autocratic!

Wen Jin did not resist, nodded with trembling, and under the pain and the joy he brought after he softened, he whispered: "Don't stay in the grass people's body... grass people are not worthy of raising dragon heirs..."

Hearing the sound, Fu Jingheng suddenly stabbed in his eyes, and was greatly humiliated. He retreated from the trance point and released it on the bed without leaving it inside. He leaned on her chest with red eyes, "Do I just disgusted you like this?"

Wen Jin didn't speak in a depressed way, feeling his loneliness. How lonely he has been in the past few months... There are obviously so many ministers and concubines around him...

She seemed to see a little boy full of wounded body being bullied at the bottom of the cold palace corridor, and this time it was as if she was bullying him...

"Wen Jin... I have so many concubines, but I have been reluctant to establish a queen. Don't you understand..."

Wen Jin bit his lip and did not dare to think deeply about what he meant.

Fu Jingheng covered her with bedding, "You forced me to marry you that day. I felt very uncomfortable after hearing this, because I can give you everything, but I can't fulfill your wish to make your wife's name. When you were fifteen years old, I covered your head with red silk. Do you think I will cover everyone with red silk?"

Wen Jin's eyes lit up, "You blame me for not understanding you? Isn't giving enough? I think I have paid enough for more than ten years. I don't want to continue to give, and I don't want to continue waiting for you to come back in the room to tease me as a canary. I want to be a dignified person, with a legitimate husband and family! You don't let my baby call you dad!"

"Su Wenjin, so many people are staring at me, how can I marry you? How can I marry my daughter of my father-killer enemy? What you want is made public, how can you tell me how can I make public?"

"I…"

"Just join forces with Xiao Jiang to anger me. Even though I know that I rely on you, I have ruthlessly left me for three months. Isn't it? Why don't you force me? You can't get the title you want!"

Fu Jingheng smiled bitterly.

"You want me to tell the officials that her adoptive father killed my father and I want to marry her to anger my mother to death. Is this what you want? I will not disobey my biological mother for any woman!"

Wen Jin's heart suddenly softened, "Fu...I didn't want you like this. I even thought about Wuming and Wudi's life. I didn't deliberately throw you down and make you feel uncomfortable... I didn't deliberately unite anyone to anger you...I...I just...I want to live for myself. I'm scared..."

It was Xia Ranshuang and Duanmu that she would not allow her to stay with him in any way. She once humbled herself to the dust to be with him. But even so, his mother would not allow her to implicate his reputation...

"For more than a month, I will be with you every day after work, and I am very happy and satisfied."

Fu Jingheng put his hand on her slender waist, and his breathing gradually calmed down. The out-of-control anger and sex he had not expected. He thought he could face her and Jiang peacefully, and Zishu advised him to be friends for a longer time, but he forgot it just now.

He is not good at making friends with his old love. He is better at robbing and conquering his old love barely under the dragon robe. He feels that Wen Jin is getting farther and farther away from him... He will not coax women, and he will run farther and farther away... He will directly remarry! She is like his fine sand in his hands, the tighter he holds, the faster he loses...

"After I returned to the palace that day, I woke up from the energy of the medicine and found that you were gone. I touched the bed beside me, it was cold. I knew you didn't come back all night. I know you were not sincere that month..."

Wen Jin lowered her eyes, "Stop talking, it's over..."

"Old Mo told me that you entered Jiang's mansion overnight, induced my child, and gave it to Wen Guang to burn it. My mother told me that you thought I was disgusted and made me respect myself. My heart was also cold."

"At first, I couldn't believe it because I was not what you said in person, but you... didn't let me stay in your body. Wen... You let me taste the taste of being destroyed as a man. You are the only woman who doesn't take me seriously!"

Wen Jin said rationally: "I'm not trying to humiliate you. But I was not happy during my entire pregnancy. When I was found out that I was pregnant, you were pursuing Xue Ning. When I was kicked by an assassin, you and Duanmu were first engaged and then you pushed it off for me. I took my body out of the uterus and walked out of the uterus the day before you got Duanmu pregnant.

These memories are not beautiful. I really don’t want to conceive your child anymore, because I’m afraid that if I get pregnant, I will still have to face it alone. Fu…I’m not that strong… When the child comes out of my stomach, it hurts so much…I’m alone…I don’t want to experience it again…”

Moreover, his mother and fiancée told her that she was not worthy of him! She... hoped to work hard to become excellent. She was not a person who likes to open restaurants, but she wanted to prove that she could live well after leaving the imperial gate.

"Yes." Fu Jingheng lowered his head, feeling distressed, "It's true. Therefore, people's mistakes cannot be made up for. I hate Wen Guang, not you. Even if I'm angry, I want to hug you and pity you."

Wen Jin understood that he misunderstood that the child that Lao Wen burned was Changlin, blamed her and blamed her, but the one who was actually burned was the dead baby found by Jiang Huaizhou.

But she did not clarify with him. She had agreed to marry Jiang Qing and would not look back.

She was also afraid that when she returned to Fu, she would continue to be hurt by those people, and she needed to completely break up with Fu.

"I did meet with my mother and queen. After we discussed it, we thought that leaving and getting married with you was the best choice for you. I am a daughter of Wen Guang and have a brothel history, so it has a bad impact on you. We are separated and are good for each other."

"Thank you, who gave birth to me, and two women who almost gave birth to me. I arranged me in the best way you think. I am an animal without emotions and flesh, so I just accept reality."

Fu Jingheng's voice was a little trembling.
Chapter completed!