-When you saw this letter from home, I had already left the winter garden and left with my brother Azhou.

I have let him down for many years and can't continue to let him down.

I have never loved you and will never sympathize with you in the future.-

-The winter garden is beautiful, so are you, the winter garden is not as beautiful as you.

But I need dreams and freedom more.

He and I will be very happy. You and them should be happy too.-

Fu Jingheng rolled up the two imperial edicts he wrote and put them beside him, and spread the two family letters written by Wen Jin in front of him. She had worked very hard to be his wife and queen. Even if she was just responsible for her family, she worked very hard to be a famous wife and mother. It was because he and the court did not cherish it.

In the next four months, Fu Jingheng received no news of Wen Jin's traces.

Because of his actions of Meng Wan, all officials showed the magnanimity of the monarch. They did not deprive the officials involved in the impeachment because of Su Wenjin, and gained the loyalty of their ministers. They all believed that Fu was a person who did big things and women were just a transfer. Meng Ren became even more loyal and gave his twelve-year-old daughter to the emperor, went to the palace to serve tea and water to honor the queen mother. In short, the relationship between the monarch and the minister was restored, and it was no longer as tense as a relative.

Fu Jingheng quit drinking.

He told Fu Changlin to sleep every day, play chess with Fu Changlin and write books. He counted the days in his heart. Wenjin had been pregnant for more than seven months and almost eight months, and he would miss Wenjin giving birth to his baby again. He had no fate in his life to feel the baby's fetal movements and witness the birth of his child. Jiang would be with Wenjin again. When she needed someone the most, he was not by her side every time.

He went to the morning court on time every day, and kept in touch with the women of the palace in the court. He went around and ate a hundred families, but he did not have the home taste of his wife cooking. However, he closed his eyes and couldn't see the things in the harem. There were many women in the harem, and the virtue of the palace was not in line with the position of Chunping Palace, and the concubines were not convinced, so he formed cliques, gambling, selling things in the palace, and playing with eunuchs. There were also all kinds of things that the little concubines had inexplicably jumped into the lake. The palace was always very chaotic and smoky. The empress dowager worshiped Buddha all year round and did not care about the affairs of the harem. It was because of his own tiring fight. He didn't want to care about this generation, as long as the hun was stable.

Fu didn't care about the messy things in the harem. He just left some thoughts for Qingruo and the old people in the central palace. As for other chaos, he ignored it.

He will work diligently to deal with small riots in various places, give porridge and food to refugees, and do what the emperor should do every day. He usually comes to the first place when he should attend. When he should laugh, he will smile the most intimately. The people say that he is like a young man from his neighbor's house and is a very good young talent.

But he was sick. He sat alone in the central palace every night and couldn't let go of his relationship with the chaff. Su Wenjin's words, "Live, Changlin is handed over to you." He was alive, but Yuan Kuijian's body was getting thinner day by day. Originally, his body was like a hill, with a body of 170 kilograms, and his cheeks were sunken. His energy was much worse, and he was disfigured.

Many concubines care about the king, but he has not improved.

Fu Chang was quiet, as if he had found that there was no need to fight each other, and the emperor could not live for a few years. He was so thin that he could not recognize it. The blue veins on his forehead were obviously powerful, so Fu Chang might as well sit and pick up the ready-made ones.

Fu Jingheng would occasionally go to the winter garden, the palace where Wen Jin was imprisoned for three months, watering the vegetable fields, and go to the burned Imperial College to see the arson traces left by Wen Jin, and sit on the swing where Wen Jin often sits. He would fly kites alone and look at the yew trees on the mountain.

Last winter, the dried seeds that Wen Jin picked up from the mountain road. After she came back, she scattered them under the yard wall. Recently, they sprouted and sprouted, and they were roses. The wall was lush and covered with rose buds.

He stayed up for a few more nights and taught a new parrot to say, "I'm sorry." He put the parrot in an empty golden cage, but he did not teach the parrot to say, "I love you." His love is too harmful to say, "I dare not say anything more.

In March of the spring, Liu Yingfu rushed into the imperial study. At that time, the emperor was talking to the water and land admiral Shen Zishu. When he entered the study, he knelt down in front of the emperor, "Master, I've found it. The Empress is in the north of Mo."

The Military Affairs Office finally got up and found Wen Jin's whereabouts in the past four months.

Fu Jingheng was reading the memorial at that time and was talking to Zishu about the unification of national metrics. Suddenly, he heard the report from the Military Affairs Office. Fu Jingheng's memorial suddenly fell on the table, making a light sound, and he was already choking before he could make a sound.

His hands couldn't help but tremble violently. He hadn't seen Wen Jin for nearly five months. He was trembling like his hands, and his already dead heart, "Is the news reliable?"

"Reliable. In Mobei Maha Town, a village near the desert." Liu Yingfu said with great certainty, "The king is relieved. The empress is pretty good. She has gained a little weight and her belly is still there, and our eldest princess is still there."

Fu Jingheng's eyes drooped, and he took the glass jar containing 170 stars that Wen Jin gave him with his hands, and touched the bottle with care. He didn't say anything for a moment. She is more than eight months pregnant now, and the capital is one month away from Mobei. Does he still have the chance to have a baby with her... It's just that she and Jiang were with him, and he seemed superfluous, but... he couldn't control himself, missed, unwilling, and many feelings.

He wanted to see her in Le Chao.

"Your Majesty, I will immediately ask someone to pick up the Empress back to the capital!" Lao Mo said, "I asked Qingliu to take the secret guards. You don't have to worry about safety, we can all handle it."

Liu Yingfu bowed, "I can bring the military officers to the army office to welcome the empress back to Beijing with the Qingliu guards. Don't worry, you will definitely place the empress properly on the return journey. There will be no accidents. The empress will not be missing a single hair."

Shen Zishu said: "My brother is willing to work hard and go to welcome his sister-in-law back. The elder brother can entrust the matter to me."

Fu Jingheng pondered for a moment, "I went to repay her innocence in person, took her back to Beijing, and returned her life that should have belonged to her."

When everyone was shocked when they heard that the emperor was about to leave the court and pick up the queen in person.

"The country cannot be without a king for a day. The journey to Mobei is long and it spans thousands of miles." Liu Yingfu was shocked. "Fu Chang and others have secretly incited small-scale riots everywhere recently. You are in charge of the court and handle it properly. If you leave the court, you are afraid that the dragons will not be able to suppress him."

"It just happened that the 25th anniversary of the death of the Emperor's death is approaching. In previous years, I and these uncles and brothers have to wear mourning for one month and fast for one month. The court affairs will also hand over the memorial to the Longbiao Gate for processing. I will come back within one month."

Fu Jingheng was not a joke. Everything he did was thought about. This decision was probably his craziest decision. He did not expect that he would go thousands of miles for a woman. He took the word filial piety first and even did not even keep his father's 25th anniversary.
Chapter completed!