Fu Jingheng lowered his hand to hold her wrist and helped her up, "You haven't been out at this time at night. Why didn't you sleep?"
"I..." Wen Jin looked at his handsome face, which was a bit calmer than a month ago, and his eyes seemed to see through people, "The moonlight is very beautiful. I can't sleep."
"It's snowing. It's covered by dark clouds and there's no moonlight." Fu Jingheng exposed her with a half-smile.
Wen Jin said rather awkwardly, "Yeah. The snow scenery was so good that I couldn't sleep."
"But I was breathing so loud outside that I disturbed you?" Fu Jingheng was frivolous towards her.
Wen Jin's ears felt hot, "No..."
"I'm fat, and I look like I have some flesh on my body. It's not like I looked at a poor person before the moon." Fu Jingheng looked at her plump cheeks and her slightly clumsy pregnant body hidden under the cloak.
"Yeah. I'm much fatter." Wen Jin touched her chubby face, "I don't want you to see it."
Fu Jingheng pursed his lips, took a breath, and still looked at her face carefully, "She looks better than if she lost weight."
Wen Jin's cheeks turned red after being stared at.
"You can't sleep because you miss me, or are you thinking about the tortured Jiang Qing so much that you want to negotiate with me?" Fu Jingheng took Long Xue one step closer, pinched her chin, and looked into her eyes, "Tell me that you miss me. Freeze outside the door.
Twenty-four winter nights. My heart was as calm as my heart, and you lied to me."
Wen Jin's heart suddenly twitched, it turned out that he had been guarding outside her house every night, and his fingers were very cold, as if frozen. Saying that he could not sleep because he missed Jiang Huaizhou was tantamount to seeking death, so she was ordered to lie to him.
Said: "I miss you."
After saying that, she couldn't tell whether she was lying to him or not. She couldn't heal the scar and forget about the pain. Maybe Chang Lin in her belly started to move slightly recently, and she gradually forgot the pain and pain of the day when she almost had a miscarriage.
She was determined to break up with him, but it was clear that the wound on her shoulder was still there, which was the mark left by him not trusting her.
Bitch.
vicious.
bastard.
Cleanse yourself and leave the house.
We will never see each other again for the rest of our lives.
Wen Jin couldn't help but think about his past ruthlessness and indifference. He had been so bad in the past few months.
The parrot said again in the canary cage: "Good boy, I'm sorry."
Wen Jin's eyes suddenly turned red, "Your parrot is so stupid, it can only say this."
"Yeah." Fu Jingheng's eyes darkened, and he tightened his grip on her wrist, "I taught it how to say it. Who do you think taught it?"
Wen Jin's wrist ached slightly. She tried to pull her hand back, but Fu Jingheng gently brought her close to him. They could smell each other's body breath and fragrance, "It hurts me."
"Yu Zhen said you didn't mention me. It's uncomfortable. It's not that you're pregnant, it will make you more painful." Fu Jingheng took the lantern from her hand, threw it to the servant, and then stepped into bed with his dragon boots.
Lao Mo closed the door and sent all the maids and slaves back to the second door to wait for orders.
Fu Jingheng's step in brought a strong sense of oppression. Wen Jin subconsciously stepped back, then turned around and walked to the small window, looking at Essun covered in winter snow outside.
Fu Jingheng took off the snow-covered cloak and hung it on the hook. He then went to the stove to warm himself up. Then he hugged Wen Jin from behind and pressed his cheek against hers. "How much did you eat tonight? How much did you drink?"
Drool? Yuzhen couldn't answer, so his sister answered for him."
Wen Jin was embraced by his warm embrace, and the cold wind coming in through the small window was no longer cold. She choked and said, "I won't tell you."
Fu Jingheng turned her shoulders and looked at her deeply, "Tell me."
Wen Jin turned away his cheeks and said, "I won't say anything. You can force me to do so by issuing an imperial edict."
"I won't force you." Fu Jingheng's eyes were a little scarlet, but he did not continue to press, and asked: "Do you like those gifts? Are there any one or two that you like?"
"The gift arranged by Mr. Meng of the Ministry of Etiquette is naturally suitable for everyone."
"Nothing is arranged by the Ministry of Etiquette. It's all arranged by me." Fu Jingheng tapped the tip of her nose, "I won't hide it from you. I love and hate you clearly. I will use any means when I hate you, and I will use any means to pursue you. From flowers to paintings,
From clothes to parrots, I haven’t been idle for a month.”
"I didn't ask you for it."
"I want to give it to you."
"I do not want."
"If you don't like it, throw it away. It doesn't affect me from continuing to give it to you."
Wen Jin couldn't help but the tips of his ears turned red, and finally said: "I ate a few mouthfuls of glutinous rice, drank half a bowl of pork rib soup, and a dozen cashew nuts."
"Okay." Fu Jingheng hugged her quickly and put his chin on the top of her hair, "It's good if you're willing to say it. It's not good to feel like your heart is still."
"It's not like you are so powerful. You can force me to the point where my heart stops."
"It's been thirty-six days since I asked you to clean up and run away." Fu Jingheng's kiss gently fell on her ear, "I don't want to watch Lao Mo tonight and listen to his nonsense. I want to go back."
Sleep in the house..."
"You're coaxing me again. Why don't you add a few more lights? You're not going to hurt yourself."
"Then I'll continue to coax you. I only swam in the lake with you and didn't get caught in the red waves." Fu Jingheng put his hands into Wen Jin's hair, "Are you fooled? Think carefully. Don't trust a lonely man."
"No." Wen Jin told him, "A man's mouth."
"It's harder to coax than last time. Last time I waited for eight days in the theater to invite the person back. This time I sent flowers, calligraphy, clothes, and birds. It's useless to wait for months." Fu Jingheng said to her
He called her softly, "Daughter-in-law."
Wen Jin's eyes were sore after being called, "What did you call me?"
"Daughter-in-law." Fu Jingheng said gently again, "your eyes are red. It seems that I am not dead in your heart? I am deeply encouraged. I have to think about what to give tomorrow. Return the key to your private vault and come back to me
I take care of the accounts."
"You have seventeen wives. You deserve seventeen keys." Wen Jin said to him, "Without a matchmaker or a retainer, I don't dare to climb high. I have a shop that earns twenty taels of silver every day. I can handle it myself."
There are three meals a day, including soup, so there is no need for your private treasury."
"It turned out to be seventeen. Thank you for helping me count my crimes." Fu Jingheng stroked her eyebrows lovingly, "There is only one person who can make me say I'm sorry. He can let me stay outside the door at night.
The only one who wants to come in but dare not come in is my sister."
"Fu... I want to talk to you..." about Jiang Qing.
"Be sincere before negotiating. Can I stay overnight, Miss Wen?" Fu Jingheng put his hands on the window lattice beside her, looked at her with warm eyes, lowered his head, "In addition to my status and letting you go, I will satisfy you.
All requirements."
Wen Jin was heartbroken. She really cherished feathers. The conditions offered were not attractive at all.
"I want you." Fu said.
Wen Jin looked away.
"I...want you." Fu revealed his identity and used his power to bully others.
Wen Jin stared at him blankly.
Perhaps the snow scene was too beautiful, and perhaps Wen Jin was eager to save people. She didn't agree to him staying the night, but she didn't run away when he approached. Her heartbeat was beating fast. He carefully held her pregnant body in front of the snow scene with her through the small window.
She kissed her, her clothes were untied to her shoulders, and he went deeper and deeper, unable to control himself, but he only caressed her skin lovingly, leaving some green and red marks.
He didn't violate her body. He carried her to the bathroom and bathed together. He kissed her and solved the problem for himself in an unspeakable way.
Afterwards, he lay down on her chest with sweat pouring from his forehead and said: "Miss Wen, please coax me to call me husband when the occasion arises."
"Your Majesty."
"My name is Brother Heng."
"Your Majesty."
"young married woman."
"alright…"
"young married woman."
"Your Majesty!" Wen Jin said two unfamiliar words.
Fu Jingheng reluctantly held the corner of his mouth, slid down and put his ear against her round belly. After six months of pregnancy, he finally looked at her belly for the first time. The round navel was bulging, and there was his seed inside. He listened to the baby.
There was a lot of movement, but it was a pity that the baby didn't show any respect at this time and didn't move.
"Tell me if I had the chance to feel Changlin's fetal movements throughout my pregnancy. I don't think I will have such luck. If I miss it, I will miss it."
Wen Jin felt the regret in his tone, and it was a long time since he restrained himself from using an embarrassing way to explain herself. She was wondering whether the lies he just said to make her happy were true, and what were they?
A strange story about going boating without going to bed.
But is this the pity for women that Kang Ruili said men can solve by themselves?
She never thought that Fu Jingheng, who caused bleeding during her pregnancy, would wrong her in this matter.
"I don't know." Wen Jin said softly without further comforting him, "Jieyu, since Baolin is pregnant, there is a chance to feel the fetal movement."
Fu Jingheng wiped her hair, took the medicine box and applied medicine on the sword wound on her shoulder, and gently blew on the wound for her, "Does it still hurt?"
Wen Jin didn't answer and asked, "To what date have you and Duanmu postponed your engagement?"
"Don't be curious about her, it won't affect my love for you." Fu Jingheng continued to help her apply medicine, "Does the wound still hurt?"
Wen Jin asked again: "To what date has it been postponed?"
"Wen, that's it."
Wen Jin asked him with a smile, "What day is it? I bought you Ruyi jade. I feel sorry for postponing the engagement because of me."
Fu Jingheng pressed her in his arms, rubbed her hair and said, "I understand. The wound still hurts, right? I understand."
Wen Jin buried her cheek in his chest, she didn't shed any tears, but her eyes were wet, "I don't like the palace. I'm too stupid to know how to scheming, and I don't know how to act like a lover without conscience, let alone tolerate you. I
I hope you are well. I understand that you are bound to win the marriage with Duanmu. I don’t blame you. I am just tired and want to be a deserter. I hope you respect me."
"How about we start from scratch." Fu said, "Xiao Ke's surname is Fu and his given name is Jingheng. He doesn't have many hobbies but a wide range of interests. What's your honorable name, Miss?"
"My surname is Su. My...my name is Su Wenjin." Wenjin's eyes were red and she carefully introduced herself to him.
"Taifu Su's Su is a good surname." Fu smiled happily, "Taifu Su is my teacher and one of my people."
He pulled her and told her about the painting of mountains and rivers he made. He said that she was very lively when she was a child. She was very lively when she climbed up the rockery. He was frightened when she climbed up the rockery. He called her in a low voice for fear of startling her. He remembered that she looked back and smiled very bravely.
She was stunned. He told many things about his childhood, and it turned out that he remembered them all. There were many details that she couldn't remember clearly. She had long forgotten what she was wearing that day when she climbed the mountain, but he remembered them all.
She said his parrot was very noisy. In other words, stop saying sorry.
He loves to joke, and it would be nice to replace the teasing with "I love you".
There seemed to be a sense of relief between them. There were no boundaries in joking.
Wen Jin said that he was afraid that the parrot would be too busy to die. He flew to the other side of the lake every day and flew across Daoqing Lake, saying "I love you" everywhere. But he laughed in anger. He also didn't get angry when his women made fun of him.
much better.
He gently rubbed his forehead. She knew that he had a headache, but he was obviously not angry. Why did he have a headache? Could it be that he suppressed his emotions deep in his heart and did not reveal them.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she didn't ask him if he had a headache. He stared at her and waited for a long time, not knowing what he was waiting for. In the end, he didn't complain about the pain, nor did he bite her chest to relieve the pain. He endured it by himself and went to get some pain reliever.
The medicine was taken.
Then, he poured warm tea for her to drink, as if he had transformed from her son into her father.
Wen Jin did not destroy the rare warm atmosphere between the two people at this time. She thought the time had come, so she said at this time: "Fu, the slow poison antidote that saved the people a few months ago was actually stolen by Jiang Qing from Wen Mansion.
, and Jiang Qing personally tried the medicine. He was actually helping you. But you used it as a stepping stone to weaken Wenguang. My adoptive father misunderstood that he had attacked the arms department of his adoptive father, and was subsequently tortured.