Wen Jin slowly raised his cheek and met Fu Jingheng's eyes. Both of them were shocked, remembering the intimate entanglement that came from the carriage to Yong'an Street last night.

His gaze was too sharp, and Wen Jin seemed to have been seen through. She turned her eyes away from the sharp ears.

Fu Jingheng's eyes quickly flew over her bulging breasts, and remembered that the frankincense that was spraying into his mouth was coming. She had conceived a son for him...

"It's you, the adopted daughter of the Regent!" Fu Jingheng's tone was filled with anger and helplessness of Wen Jin's incomprehension, "very good."

Wen Jin shivered, she knew that she had become a victim in the political struggle. Fu and Wen fought, and she was just a sharp sword stabbing Wen Guang, but what should Yu Zhen do if she was disqualified from the exam?

She felt helplessness. She hoped that Fu Jingheng could put her a code, at least not use her as a chess piece today to restrain Wen Guang, at least give Yu Zhen a way out. If Yu Zhen can't take the exam, what will Yu Zhen do in this life? Will he sell tofu brains? Yu Zhen is the eldest son of the Xue family. He shouldn't have spent his life so mediocrely.

"Fu, I am Su Yuyan's daughter. Have you forgotten? We have met each other again. You said Xiaosheng's surname is Fu, I said my surname is Su, you said Su of Su Taifu is your person. There is a reason for me to get into trouble today. Ask me, ask..." Wen Jin's voice was like a mosquito, "Why don't you admit your account in front of others..."

"I... don't plan to ask. The reason for the trouble is not important. Text, if you are wrong, it is wrong. For me, it is enough to make a mistake in front of you. In the past, you asked me why I didn't take you to public because I know what the scene will be with you in public."

Wen Jin felt bitter.

Fu Jingheng felt that she was afraid of him. After Lou Shucai and Taifu Su, she regarded her brother Ah Heng as the last straw that broke the camel's back today. She... As if facing a great enemy, she foreseeed that he would seize the opportunity to use her and hurt her, and even executed the adopted daughter of the Regent in public, giving Wen Guang a blow on the spot!

His confidant from the Military Affairs Department to the Ministry of War hoped that he would do this.

He should do the same in his hopes of public or private to his mother! These people have had enough of the literature and publicity. With him, Fu Jingheng, they don’t need a regent to point fingers!

But he...

"Fu...it's about my brother, please... let me say two words. My brother is only eight years old... He shouldn't have endured these unfair treatments too early. He yearns for serving you... He works hard every day to recite books and practice martial arts in order to chase your pace." Wen Jin grabbed a corner of Fu Jingheng's dragon robe, held it tightly, and his joints turned white. "Don't let you destroy his hope for this world and his admiration for the lord!"

"Wen, stop talking..." Fu Jingheng interrupted Wen Jin's words, which was really a rare opportunity to weaken Wen Guang. But damn, her trembling voice made his heart hurt.

The saint Duanmu accompanied the emperor, with a sense of crisis in his eyes, wishing he could cover the emperor's eyes so that the emperor could not see Wen Jin.

The emperor's pity and longing gaze that fell on Wen Jin made her extremely jealous. She couldn't help but exclaimed for a while, and even let go of her reserve, "Disp..."

Wen Jin heard Duanmu's quite disgusting voice, and even became a little artificial, and his whole heart was squeezing together.

When Fu Jingheng heard the sound, he withdrew his gaze from Wen Jin's cheek and looked at Duanmu Fu, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Duanmu Fu nodded with a pale face, "It's so good to be happy. Changlin in her belly is afraid that she is a fat boy. My cousin's sister-in-law also vomited a lot when she was pregnant with her son."

Fu Jingheng nodded, "Hawthorn Cake?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Duanmu Fu shook his head shyly.

"No trouble for Changlin."

Fu Jingheng ordered the palace servants to present another plate of hawthorn cake with Duanmu, fulfilling the basic responsibilities of a father. In the past, when Wen Jin was pregnant, he performed poorly, which led to Wen Jin hating him extremely. He even caused labor overnight to cause his child to be disgusted, and he did not agree to the ejaculation of the dragon heir who had nurtured him again, and he was injured completely.

The kindness of Duanmu's child in his belly can make him feel slightly satisfied with his dignity trampled on by Wen Jin's feet, and also allows him to escape from the sadness of losing his child.

Duanmu Fu advised the emperor in a gentle voice: "Sister Wen must have a hard time. You should lean on the child in Fu'er's belly and let your sister get up!

The ground is so cold in winter. My sister just induces labor in Changlin three months ago. She must have not recovered yet and will not be able to bear it.

Master also hopes that she will be happy. If she can’t stay for the Jiang family after catching a cold, she will not be able to explain to her…”

Fu Jingheng was touched by sad things, and his heart felt sour. He asked Wen Jin softly: "Are you preparing for pregnancy with Jiang?"

"Yes." Wen Jin was so excited by the hawthorn cake that he wanted to fight back.

"You said yes. OK." Fu Jingheng pulled his lips, his eyes gloomy in his eyes, and he said in a voice that the two could hear: "Re-answer, don't force me to take you to the lounge, so that Xiao Jiang was humiliated by his wife in front of all officials, huh?"

"You can give her the hawthorn cake, I can't say um?" Wen Jin locked him with misty eyes, and after saying that, he regretted it, as if his jealous tone leaked his weakness.

"I want to eat my hawthorn cake? I want to eat it for you. I dare you?" Fu Jingheng smiled bitterly. How could she abandon him and defect to Jiang Huaizhou's official uniform?

Wen Jin bit his lip aggrievedly. He really wanted to get his hawthorn cake to make Duanmu's face turn black, but she took care of Jiang Qing and did not surpass it.

She was afraid that he would really do something like taking her into the lounge, although she knew that he would not be too involved with her in front of others.

But I was dissatisfied with the fact that she had abandoned him, and repaired her in language, and answered again discouragedly about pregnancy preparation: "No..."

Fu Jingheng pursed his lips into a thin line, stopped talking, leaning against her from the back of the chair.

The officials didn't know what the emperor was saying to his political enemies in a low voice, but they just said that they were angrily scolding her for causing trouble.

A smile flashed in Duanmufu's eyes. Just kneel down to a good sister Wen!

Wen Jin was pressed tightly on her shoulder by the guards, kneeling there, her knees were under pressure, and she was hurt by the stiff floor. Duanmufu's voice that was not big or small could make her hear sting her heart. This sting made her feel that she had no position.

After being separated and living with each other, he was just kind to his fiancée and did not be too embarrassed to her. She was never the original wife.

But Sijin almost deserves breastfeeding. I wonder if he was crying in the carriage outside. It was cold in winter, so she asked Mrs. Liu to Changlin... No, she wrapped Sijin two quilts. It was a pity that Sijin had to be a shameless illegitimate child with such a urination and wandered with her.

The little guy who was in the twelfth month of the cold winter came with his uncle for the exam. He knew that his uncle had been disqualified from the exam, so Sijin might be unhappy if he kept his mouth shut.

I don’t know if it was because the winter was too cold, the hawthorn cake that didn’t belong to her was too sour, or the fact that my younger brother was disqualified from the Imperial College was expelled from the Imperial College by Taifu Su. Wen Jin couldn’t help but tremble.

Nangong Jue looked at Wen Jin with great interest for a long time. He saw that the beauty was more beautiful than the day she first met. A weak woman was not afraid of powerful power and made a big fuss to stop the Holy Case. She was so brave that she was amazing. He leaned her body in Fu Jingheng's ear and said in Daying's words:

"The person I want is her. She washes her clean and takes her to my bed at night, and gives you the military talisman with one hand. If it is her, I won't give her the wardrobe afterwards."

"Prepare the military talisman." Fu Jingheng smiled, his ruthless look in his eyes was fleeting, "I have settled your foreign aid. Let your boy kneel comfortably and beg me for the league."

"Thank you brother for your success." Nangong Jue supported his jaw with his hands, and regarded Wen Jin as the object in his pocket. "If you feel comfortable, you will naturally ask for a couple with your brother."

Fu Jingheng pursed his lips, "She can understand Daying's words."

Nangong Jue has only one fucking me in his heart. The first impression he gave to the beauty is quite vulgar. Did Brother Fu intend to impolite him? Why didn’t he say that the beauty could understand Daying’s words earlier?

Nangong only looked at Wen Jin's unruly smile, but did not hide his desire for beauty. It was better to make it clear. He saved the window paper when he was alone, "Beauty, the future is long. Is Wen's mansion big?"

Wen Jin ignored Nangong Jue, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated and became dim. Brother Heng also wanted to give her to a man like his adoptive father, "wash it clean and send it to the bed", "not give her the after-skipping soup", and the word "comfortable" mentioned by Fu, Wen Jin was deeply humiliated.

In order to weaken her adoptive father, Brother Heng did not ask about the truth about her riots in the Imperial College, and used the trouble she had caused to run a newspaper. At the same time, did she let her sleep with the crown prince in exchange for military assistance? She hated Brother Heng like this...

She didn't like Nangong Jue, and heard from Jiang that this person had many palace maids in Guangli Palace, and changed a few overnight, and did not respect the women in the Central Plains. She also didn't like the indifferent and calmness of Brother Heng who gave her gifts. Last night, she clearly called her wife in her sleep.

She also couldn't bear it because he thought about her in his dreams, and was worried because he had drunkenly hurt his spleen and stomach. Is it all fake? She was always worried about his body and looked like a fool.

When Lao Mo saw that Master Jin was very likely to have misunderstood the character of the Lord. In fact, Master Jin was just a psychological battle with Nangong Jue. When he saw Master Jin'er's heart, he was about to die in Master Jin'er's heart, and he died hopelessly.

He must use the affairs of His Highness to awaken the overwhelming fatherly love of the emperor. The emperor immediately hugged the master Jin in his arms to comfort him, and said to the emperor for the second time: "Is there a saying in our family that should be said or not?"
Chapter completed!