"Nothing can happen to grandma. Fu'er and grandma are both important. Different things are important, political and family. Grandma is a relative. Su Wenjin, don't force me. If you tell me not to rush, will you split me in half?"

"Fu'er." Wen Jin repeated faintly, "Fu'er. I am Su Wenjin. She is Fu'er. There is a difference between closeness and distance."

"Duanmu Fu, the woman from the West Palace and Jinhua Palace! Okay? I was just quick to speak. Today, several people called her Fu'er, the head of the country, and the queen mother. They all called her that. I just said it smoothly. You must catch it

Words?”

"The father-in-law." Wen Jin hesitated, "After all, you are a family, your son, your father-in-law, and you are a good son-in-law of the Duanmu Mansion. The power slipped from your father-in-law's pocket to yours, breaking bones, even

It's so tight. You've finished the Guangdong and Guangxi blessing ceremony, and now you have to attend the funeral for your uncle Duanmuzhan. Where will my grandma be in line, in half a month?"

"Okay, I'm afraid of you."

"Why, aren't you going to attend the funeral? Aren't you going to mourn General Zhonglie? Mingjun."

"It's not the abbot, it's the master Duanmu Lin. Your father is the abbot, okay? Su Wenjin, no, Jin'er, you're being too aggressive."

"Who are you! How could you say something wrong smoothly? You think carefully before speaking every word. In your heart, you feel that she is yours and she is close to you!" Wen Jin spoke sharply, "Are you guilty? I'm going to die.

Her brother ignored his father and felt sorry for her? My grandma was only critically ill, but she lost her own brother. I just had a miscarriage and broke my wrist, but she stabbed herself in the heart because of you!"

Fu Jingheng gradually closed his fingers and said, "I am your man. You don't know who I am? Have you spent the whole morning in vain?"

"You are our man."

Fu Yiran was almost furious with her, "Okay. Let's not argue, it will hurt our feelings. I was wrong, I was speechless. Why don't I call others by their first names?"

Wen Jin was silent.

Fu Jingheng went crazy, "Didn't I just support you today?"

"Are you doing it all for me, or are you taking power and also doing it for me?" Wen Jin asked him, "I knew half a year ago that she manipulated Wu Xin to kill my puppy, why didn't you tear her up then? Because a dog did it

It’s not his father. You didn’t do anything until you caught her stealing someone else! If you can’t catch her doing something scandalous, will you support me today? I’ll wait until the end of the year of the monkey.”

Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes, his eyes were sore from being forced by the little thing, "Well, that's what you think. Why should I bother with all this work? Whatever I do is wrong. Su Wenjin, I can just take over the power and not help you vent your anger.

Right? I am the king of a country, why should I waste my time killing a Persian cat? Isn’t it because I want to vent my anger on you?”

Wen Jin's eyes were also red and silent.

Duanmu Fu couldn't help vomiting blood. Seeing the discord between the emperor and the middle palace, Duanmu Fu fell into the emperor's arms and provoked: "My lord, don't leave Fu'er. You just treated Fu'er's family like that, Fu'er's brother

He is dead, my sister-in-law is a widow, my father has been neglected, and I have already paid my debts

Wen Jin’s debt has been paid off. You no longer need to sympathize with her. I made you angry. You saw me and Liancheng together, and you were jealous. You deliberately brought Wen Jin to make me angry. Now that you are relieved, you can make peace with me.

Well, after using her, you can tell her to go. You will always love me, right?"

"Shut up." Fu Jingheng rebuked and clarified, "It's none of your business. Don't provoke. Don't be jealous. I'm not using her to make you angry. I don't love you. I'm not sympathetic to her!"

Wen Jin held her lips, smiled bitterly, and said, "My grandma is critically ill. Fu Jingheng, will you follow me?"

"I didn't think about it." I was timid.

"How much longer do you want to think about it? I count to three and I want the answer. One, two, three."

Fu Jingheng slowly let go of Wen Jin's hand, "Answer. Hand in the paper. Let go."

Wen Jin's hand was released, her heart sank, and she fell to the bottom of the valley, "Aren't you going? Aren't you going to Xue Mansion with me?"

"I want to go." Fu Jingheng felt uncomfortable in his heart, "I really want to go. Be your hero, accompany you home to save your grandma, meet your parents, and be with you when you need it most. It's not that I won't go, but I will go temporarily.

No, go later. Nothing can happen to the West Palace. Just be good, okay."

"Okay. I'll be good!" Wen Jin grabbed the hawthorn cake plate in the snack he prepared for her, and suddenly threw it to the ground with a loud bang, and the crumbs flew everywhere, which was shocking. Wen Jin gave her the

Untie the knot and leave your own hair,

Throwing his hair into his arms, "I'll fuck you, be good! My grandma is about to die, and you hug the woman who cuckolded you and tell me to be good! Return the hair to you and marry Fu'er.

Go! I don’t want to serve you anymore. I can’t afford to climb the imperial family, so I’m going home.”

Fu Jingheng was stunned, took his hair into his hands, and said angrily: "Su Wenjin! I copied your whole house!"

"Fu Jingheng, if you don't copy my whole family, you are my grandson. Copy! You copied Wen Jin, you copied Chang Lin, you copied Su Yuyan." Wen Jin said sharply.

Fu Jingheng sighed quietly and put his hair into his sleeves, "I really can't go. Don't force me. It's useless."

The Queen Mother was also shocked. The weak Jin'er actually threw the plate in front of the Emperor and the Queen Mother.

Wen Jin thought she wouldn't feel anything, but she still shed tears after being given up again. Tian Zaohou's slap caught her off guard, and he threw her away. She was very unwilling.

I was so moved that he avenged her puppy, so moved that he spent half a year to find out the true identity of his wife, so admired that he used his wife's fault to weaken Duanmu's power, and made further progress.

It's so sad that his wife is still his wife. Even if he does something very excessive to him, he will still choose to save his wife at the critical moment. He will always be put in the second place and never take the first place in his heart. She is critically ill.

Grandma is not that important either.

Maybe she should understand his situation. He has his overall situation to consider. It doesn't matter if the little old lady like her grandmother is missing from the occasion where all the people are paying their respects. But the saint cannot be absent, but she couldn't help but say: "Duanmufu can't bear to leave."

dead, she deliberately

. Can't you give up her for Chang Lin's mother, for Su Wenjin? Just once? Can't Su Wenjin even compare to a fornicating bitch! My grandma is dying, Chang Lin

His father! My husband! My husband! I love you!..."

"Stop..." Fu Ying said, "Your family is all dead, my mother is dead, grandma is dead, Chang Lin is dead, even... you are dead, the harem is all dead, today

I will also take care of Duanmufu first, and the water in Guangdong and Guangdong the day after tomorrow

I still have to attend the blessing ceremony for the patient, dressed neatly! I, Fu Jingheng, must reach the commanding heights of power without making any mistakes. This is the burden on my shoulders! If you insist that I attend now, I can only apologize. "

Wen Jin frowned. He was not wrong. He was even right. But she was in pain. "Oh. Jin'er understands. Your Majesty."

Fu Jingheng closed his eyes and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Xia Ranshuang said, "Jin'er, after all, he is not an ordinary man. He cannot care about the well-being of a small family as he wants. You have to understand him and be generous. Women in the harem must regard their husbands as their god. You should ask him
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