At the age of five, he met him at the bottom of the cold palace.

At the age of fifteen, he entrusted his body to him on the dragon bed.

She is twenty-three years old.

In the evening of spring and evening when he lost his children, he waited within the palace wall until his twenty-six-year-old words, "I marry you."

Fu Jingheng's voice sounds very nice, even when he is the most angry, he is naturally noble when he is speaking the most ruthless and ruthless words.

But when Wenjin heard the three words "I Marry You", he was no longer happy, and he no longer had the little excitement he had expected in the past, and he felt suffocating and sobbing in his throat.

"Okay, thank you for pitying me." Wen Jin almost used all his strength, "Thank you."

Fu Jingheng did not go to the former residence of the Leng Palace to live alone. He stayed in the central palace and lived with Wen Jin. He asked grandma and Lao Mo to retreat. He sat by the bed to guard Wen Jin. As a man, he no longer knew what to do. Leaving her was to hurt her, and leaving her seemed to hurt her. He couldn't bear to leave her, and he couldn't bear to possess her.

"It's not that I pity you. I have thought about it. Recently, I went to Xue's house to visit your father, mother, and grandmother, and officially proposed marriage to them." Fu Jingheng sat beside the bed, touching Wen Jin's soft hair pouring on the pillow, "It won't be known to everyone in the world. But your parents and grandma know, my relatives and friends know, your friends Kang Ruili, Liu Hu, Hua Nan, and the old man and lady who accompanied you in Broken Bridge Hutong know, I married you through the family with glory. Wen Jin, you only have one less imperial edict to tell the world that you are the Empress of the Central Palace!"

"Oh." Jin agreed. It turned out that the emperor knew everything about her, including her love to chat with the old man and the old lady.

But she knew very little about him and became less and less aware of him.

"Yes." Fu also responded lightly.

They looked at each other and were quiet.

"I feel pain." Wen Jin curled up on the dragon bed of the Guangli Palace in the Forbidden City with her heart in her arms. She had a pale face and pulled the corner of Fu Jingheng's dragon robe. His clothes were very cold, and his words were so rational that they were cruel, but in the palace, one emperor and two queens coexisted, he made concessions.

She shouldn't have fought for the imperial edict to the world, but because of the woman who told the world that he was husband and wife, she lost a pair of children, and the price was huge. She tightened her hands tightly, she wanted nothing, and she had no intention of harming others. She just wanted her children to live, and she whispered: "I hurt."

Fu Jingheng hurriedly held her in his arms, put her on his legs, and put her hands on her slender waist, "Where does it hurt? Belly?"

"no."

"Heart hurts?"

"I don't know." Wen Jin became very anxious. She was not stable when she was pillowing on his legs. She groaned uneasyly and twisted her thin and weak body, and said uncomfortablely, "I hurt. I hurt so much."

Fu Jingheng's heart tightened, touched her skin up and down, pressed her belly, pressed her waist, and tapped her forehead, "Where does it hurt?"

His hands were so cold, he was here, but she felt that he was so far away from him, and Wen Jin was almost breathless, "I don't know where to hurt. I want to take painkillers. Save me. Please save me. I'm in pain. I'm almost dying..."

"Okay. Pain reliever. Zhang Ting-ke!" Fu Jingheng asked Zhang Ting-ke to prescribe painkillers with her.

Wen Jin took the medicine and handed it to her mouth. She suddenly remembered something important and put it down. She frowned and said, "But taking medicine is not good for the child when she is pregnant."

Fu Jingheng's heart tightened, and slowly opened his deep-colored eyes, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. She had already miscarried, and she had just seen it with her own eyes, "What did you say."

Wen Jin lost his patience and aggressively pulled out the bead hairpin and stabbed it into the back of his hand out of control. She was so irritable that she had become a different person: "It is not good for children to take medicine when pregnant. Why do you have to say it twice? Are you deaf? Are you deaf? Is you deaf? Let me say it again, taking medicine when pregnant is not good for children!"

"I heard it. It's me that I'm deaf. It's not that you can't say it clearly. I'm not angry anymore." Fu Jingheng touched her brow bone, "Can you not be angry anymore?"

When Lao Mo saw the emperor being pierced by the back of his hand, blood flowed, he quickly panicked: "Master, should I pass the verdict again in the hospital... The master lost his child and felt very unstable, as if he had lost his heart..." The word "crazy" was difficult to say.

"I am not emotionally unstable! How can you say this to me!" Wen Jin felt particularly aggrieved and cried helplessly with the bead hairpin carrying Fu Jingheng's blood, "I'm fine, I haven't lost my child. I just lost my puppy! The one who died was A Da, not my two children."

Grandma felt sad and felt dizzy, and girl Jin couldn't bear it anymore.

Fu Jingheng's back was stabbed deeply, and the pain made him frown his eyebrows, but he did not get angry at him. What does this pain mean compared to the pain of losing a child? She needs to vent her emotions. He raised his hand and said to Lao Mo: "She is pretty good. Don't make a fuss. Just talk to me and be careful. Go out."

After Lao Mo went out, Fu Jingheng hugged Wen Jin tightly in his arms. He didn't care about the bleeding on his back. The blood soaked her white underwear. He walked along Wen Jin's back with his hands, "I'm here, I'll spend more time with you and your children... I won't give up on you anymore. Lao Mo said it was wrong. You are not emotionally unstable. You are my best Jiner. You just got angry and kept it well."

"Emperor." Wen Jin slowly calmed down in his arms, "I want you to buy me that Xi Shi puppy. It is A Da, and A Da has not died, right?"

"Well. Yes. Ada is not dead either. I asked someone to bring Xi Shi's puppy over to you." Seeing her mood gradually calmed down, Fu Jingheng kissed her cheeks and body, hugged her tightly, comforting her uneasy emotions.

Wen Jin hugged Xi Shi's puppy for a while before throwing it away.

She fell asleep at night later. Fu asked Zhang Tingwei to bandage his hand simply. Without medicine, there was no medicine for the wound caused by miscarriage in her belly. He hoped to accompany her to hurt.

Fu Jingheng looked at the man in the bronze mirror. He was cold and unmannerable. He was not himself. He shed tears alone in the middle of the night. He said: "Changning, Changyun...Heart of heart for his father..."

After passing the screen, Zishu reported, "Fu Changxian came to the foreign beauty in the Nanfan area, and was said to be good at bewitching skills. His intention was to make the beauty plan and make you indulge in women and bewitched by the beauty. He took the opportunity to kill the monarch. According to his brother's opinion, how should he deal with it?"

"Please take the trick and get the concubine." Fu Jingheng has granted many concubines throughout his life, and only one of the central palace Chang Zai. He said in a deep voice: "Arrang to be outside, be an outdoor room. I will give more gifts. I will go to see her when I am empty. I will leave the news and say that I am fascinated and neglected to be favored by the court. Fu Chang is happy. Tell him to do it quickly! I can't wait to send him on my way."
Chapter completed!