The prince said when he went to Guangli to visit him a few years ago that he gave her a snow-white foal and tied it to the stable in the water pavilion.

But Wenjin already has a red rabbit, and she doesn't think Daying's little foal is new.

She was with Fu and received too many gifts, so that the things next to her could no longer impress her, let alone the hot gifts of the prince of the enemy country.

After Wen Jin threw the rabbit given by the prince to death, he set fire to the foal he gave. She was kind by nature and could adopt orphans, chickens and ducks. But she would also burn the foal he gave to death by the prince of the enemy country without hesitation. Although she was a woman, her sense of enemy and us was clear.

Nangong Jue watched her set fire on the platform, and the neighing sound of the horse challenged his nerves. His eyes were fixed on her pale, stubborn and unyielding face, and there was flame in his eyes.

Since Daying Nangong Yi warned the prince in the hall that day that the prince did not invade and only watched her live in the water pavilion on the high platform, this also wiped out Wen Jin's mood for walking. She was unwilling to leave the house all day long, and just sat in front of the window to read books. The books on Daying's side were much rougher than Guangli, a great country, and it was okay to spend time. After all, she had no life anymore, so just read books and could not give up on herself at any time.

It was mid-December, and the southwest winter was wet and cold, and it started to rain in the evening. Wen Jin did not close the window. Today, he took a biographies of characters and was reading. As he looked at it, he leaned against the soft couch by the window and fell asleep because of his weak body.

After falling asleep, I dreamed that she was reading books in the Imperial College in the winter garden. She was wearing that red cloak and was dripping in the snow with the man in the winter garden to watch the yew trees. I dreamed that when I was a child, I played and played around my grandma, holding hands and running wildly beside the long palace walls. I also dreamed that he gave her a medal of competent queens. He accompanied her to ride a camel to see the stars in Maha, and later he walked ahead of her.

In the hazy state, the cold wind blew in from the window with drizzle. The dusk was getting darker and the room gradually became darker. Several maids outside were playing with dancing on the grid, laughing and making noise.

A gust of wind fell on his body, and Wen Jin felt cold, and he slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

I saw a dim little lamp in the house. In the hazy candlelight, there was a beautiful figure standing. It was him.

Fu Jingheng slowly walked towards her from the other side of the bed with a thin quilt. He was wearing the navy blue dress she had sewn two years ago, his face was covered with green stubble, and his face became more and more handsome.

Wen Jin thought he had never dreamed of him in April, and finally he came to her dream. She smiled sweetly at him. She had not spoken for a long time and reached out to pull his sleeve tightly. There was also the wind and rain outside the window on his sleeve. The dream was very real. She called him in a hoarse voice: "King...you come to see me..."

Fu Jingheng's eyes fell on her sleepy almond eyes. He walked closer and put the quilt on her, picked up the book that fell on her heart after falling asleep and put it on the table. His eyes were deep, suppressed and endured, carefully looked at her beautiful face, raised his hand and gently stroked her cheeks, with a little pity on her thick fingertips, "Be good, you are much thinner. Why don't you go to bed? It's cold by the window."

Wen Jin obediently snuggled his cheeks to his warm palms, remembering that he was cold and his body was hurt after being poisoned, but in her dream, his hands were hot. The old man said that the dream was reversed, and it was true. She asked him: "Do you still feel cold? Do you still feel pain? You didn't go home to knock on the door that day, I have been waiting for you. I have already thought about the corruption case of Yuzhou Prefectural Officials, and I said to listen to you."

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It's all gone." Fu Jingheng said calmly, his eyes locked deeply on her cheeks, and his heart was already in a mess. "I'll talk about the case of the Yuzhou Prefectural Officer later."

"Oh, you're all gone." Wen Jin thought that he had gone to the 'where' and probably couldn't feel the pain or the cold. She said, "Please stay with me. I'm homesick. I've been alone for too long."

"I know you miss home. If I come, you won't be alone. I will take you home." Fu Jingheng poked out his hand to circle his arm around her slender waist. As soon as his fingers were put on her gentle body, the door panel was knocked on.

Wen Jin was completely sleepy and woke up, looking at the door. It was thought that it was the maid who sent dinner or Doctor Zhao. She turned around and there was no figure of the king beside her, only the curtains and windows swayed gently by the cold wind.

It is a dream. Only the soul that has passed away can come and go freely in the enemy's palace. Otherwise, how could the deceased king appear in the enemy's palace?

The king in the dream said he wanted to take her home.

Wen Jin ignored the knock on the door and looked down and saw that it was indeed covered with a thin quilt. It was supposed to be the maid who put it on. She picked up the biographies of the characters and saw them again. Without looking at them, the door panel was knocked again.

The prince's voice sounded outside the door: "Jin'er, it's Gu, Nangong Jue."

Wen Jin heard that it was him, but he still kept silent. He was not a relative, so who was the same.

"Your brother comes to Daying as a guest and talks with me about the alliance and establishment of diplomatic relations." The prince whispered outside the door: "I know you are homesick. Now your brother is at the palace banquet in the Huayang Palace. If you want to meet your brother and talk to you, I will take you there."

Wen Jin sat up and said, Brother Azhou came, Brother Azhou who grew up with her. If Brother Azhou saw her trapped, he might save her, but Wen Jin thought of breaking up with Jiang Huaizhou in Mobei. Before Jiang Qing ran away that day, he broke off his brother-sister relationship with her. There is also the saying "If you look back, your brother is no longer there, she feels that Jiang Qing will not save her, but she only feels that she will blame herself.

But Wen Jin still didn't want to give up any hope of leaving Daying.

"Okay. I haven't seen each other for a long time. Take me to the Huayang Palace banquet." Wen Jin put the book on the table, lifted the thin quilt on his body, went to the wardrobe to get a thick coat and put it on.

"You are finally willing to speak. It's too difficult to let you say something." When the door opened, the prince stood outside and waited for her. The door panel opened. He saw her face. The umbrella in his hand almost fell off while shaking his mind. He held the umbrella tightly and reached out to pull Wenjin's hand.

Wen Jin subconsciously avoided his hand.

The prince held the pony in his arms and walked beside her and asked her, "Don't you like that pony?"

Wen Jin had nothing to say to him.

The prince whispered: "Why live in the past? People should cherish the people in front of you. They will treat you kindly."

Wen Jin suddenly stepped and looked at him, "How many more people in Guangli are going to kill? Which general in your country performs the best?"

Nangong Jue is silent. The atmosphere is unpleasant, "Wen Jin..."

Arrive at the palace banquet.

Nangong Jue pointed to his seat, "Sit by your side."

Wen Jin looked at his seat at the lower left of the old emperor, and his concubines cast subtle gazes at Wen Jin.

Jiang Huaizhou sat in the seat of the guest of honor at the right head. He has not seen each other for a long time. As Emperor Qiu Lixin, Jiang Huaizhou has become much more mature and steady.

Jiang Huaizhou's eyes fell on Wen Jin's body, and then he looked away, as if he had seen a stranger he had never known, perhaps worse than a stranger.

Wen Jin trembled and tried to call out: "Brother..."

Jiang Huaizhou held Jiuzhang's hand without any restraint, and he sent the Jiuzhang to his lips and asked Nangong Jue: "Who is this girl who recognizes the wrong person?"
Chapter completed!