Wen Jin's face turned red. It was difficult to turn over with the ball, and he had to rely on him to help him up.
Fu Jingheng played a pillow game with her for a while, studied her big belly for a while, and then got up. He was completely different when he was wearing the dragon robe and when he was taking off the dragon robe. He was also very different when he hated her and when he loved her.
If two people.
In the past few days, he took her with him everywhere. When he had time, he took her to the garden and flew a kite. He would pester her at night and wouldn't let her go. When he felt very uncomfortable, he would take a cold bath to cool down.
He would rather stay here to guard the pregnant woman who can't touch or eat. He is not willing to take a boat to walk around the palace across Daoqing Lake. The emperor has become unprofessional and even displays it badly. The concubine's green-headed cards are not flipped much.
Now, he has been collaborating with the little stain Wen Jin all day long, accompanying her to raise her child.
He said that the lake was frozen and the boat was frozen, making it difficult to move around.
Wen Jin said straightforwardly that the emperor could skate over, and soon...he was there.
Fu Jingheng stared at her with complicated eyes, as if she was uncivilized. He touched her head and refused to leave. The tip of her nose was sore from touching her.
The Ministry of Etiquette came over and reminded him many times of entertaining business affairs, but he just pretended not to hear it. Finally, he felt it was inappropriate and actually asked Lao Mo and Grandma to accompany the official lady to Panhu.
Lao Mo was so talkative that he skated over and sat on the dragon boat that was frozen in the middle of the lake. He furiously played and chatted with the lady from the official family, "Miss, where did you buy the flower in your hair? The embroidery on your clothes is really beautiful. How many acres of land do you have at home? How many acres of land do you have?
How many cows? Do you have any younger brothers or sisters? Why don’t you say anything? It’s just me and grandma today, no need to wait!”
"Mo... Eunuch Mo, calm down!" The official lady's mouth was dry, and she asked the maid to bring tea. She wondered if Eunuch Mo was going crazy following the taciturn Jun Shang. Talking like this is really annoying.
Can't stand it.
Fu Jingheng was no longer afraid of Wen Jin leaking secrets. When he went to the morning court, he opened a comfortable soft couch in the back hall and laid out some sweet and sour snacks for her to eat.
He also brought Ah Da into the palace, was very polite to Ah Da, and gave Ah Da a yellow mantle.
Wen Jin was teasing Ah Da while eating snacks, while listening to the quarrels among the officials in the front hall. Liu Yingfu stopped kowtowing and joined her. She was not worried about her life, and her weight grew wildly, so she spent ten days to increase her weight from one hundred and three.
Arrived at one hundred and ten.
She was inseparable from the emperor for ten days and had no chance to betray him. She sent a letter to King Wen to rescue Jiang Qing. She hoped more and more that the emperor would not carry her with him everywhere. He seemed to be competing with her and wished he could carry her in his pocket.
I'm almost seven months pregnant.
The imperial doctor said that even if the baby is born prematurely at seven months, there is still hope of survival.
Grandma said Jin, you are so fat.
Wen Jin said, "Grandma... Grandma, I was wrong." She even told grandma that she blamed herself, so she immediately stewed a pot of sauced pig's feet for her to eat more. Even fat grandma likes it.
Fu Jingheng listened to her belly for a while every morning, but he was unlucky. Every time he listened to the fetal movements, the baby refused to move. However, he was quite satisfied with her rich body and told her not to lose weight in the future, but to lose weight.
Feeling uncomfortable.
After feeding her breakfast, he picked up his coat and put it on his arm.
"I asked grandma to take you to play in the garden today. I have something to do, so I'll come back early at night." Fu Jingheng touched Wen Jin's bun and said, "Read a book, Yoyo Ada. Don't move around in the third trimester of pregnancy. Put everything down and wait for the birth with peace of mind.
.Be good.”
"Yeah." Wen Jin guessed that he was engaged to Duanmu Fu on the tenth day of December, so it was not convenient for him to take her with him.
He never mentioned anything to him about his other women. She didn't expose him either.
She obediently took out the virtues of women and started to read them. Three obediences and four virtues, men are heaven. Give him a virtuous and virtuous figure. She did not dare to walk around, because if she met an enemy, she would be pregnant and couldn't bear it.
Fu Jingheng frowned, "Wen, if you turn your back to me like this, I can't leave."
Wen Jin understood that he wanted her to be reluctant to part with him and not to be indifferent to him, so she put down the book, walked over, put her arms around his waist, and said coquettishly: "I don't want grandma to accompany me, I want you to accompany me to the garden."
"It's really something." Fu Jingheng was hugged by her waist, his voice softened, and he touched her head, "I will accompany you to the garden tomorrow."
Wen Jin sat down and read quietly again, her eyes lowered and she said, "Okay. You can do it tomorrow too."
Fu Jingheng sighed, "Su Wenjin!"
Wen Jin didn't know how he wanted her to react. He was going to get engaged. She was not in the mood. So she pretended to play tricks with him. Even if the little lover couldn't bear to leave, she would be so sticky when the master left. She was also trying to find out.
, maybe he didn’t do well enough, “Then you stay with me for another half hour. Long live my Lord.”
"Be good. It's too late. Don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Wen Jin smiled very sensibly, "Really. I just woke up and didn't feel energetic and didn't want to talk..."
"Yeah." Fu Jingheng walked out the door with determination, without caring about her feelings.
Wen Jin sat on the chair, feeling a little disappointed, and took the book on women's virtues upside down.
I remembered that I was separated from Fu Jingcheng at this time, and the imperial army of Longquan had also withdrawn. It was the best time to write a letter to my adoptive father to clarify Jiang Huaizhou's innocence, so I planned to lay out the paper and write a letter.
Clinker stood up and was about to wave his hand, when he looked back and saw Fu Jingheng standing at the door with his coat on his forearm, staring at her lazily.
"Well," Wen Jin was startled. My lord...didn't he leave? Why did he come back? "Your Majesty, did you leave something behind?"
"Half an hour." Fu Jingheng walked back into the house, took off his clothes from his forearms and put them on the table. He sat down next to her, hugged her and sat on his lap. He was even stickier than her.
"Accompany you."
Wen Jin's heart suddenly moved. She really didn't expect that he would come back to stay with her for half an hour. Sitting on his lap felt a little reserved.
"So, how do you plan on letting me accompany you in this half hour?" Fu Jingheng asked.
Wen Jin was confused. How could she know? She just said it casually to deal with him. He held on to her and wouldn't let go, no matter what, it wouldn't work, right?
She also didn't expect that he would rather be late and embarrass Duanmu once he was busy with the engagement than come back to satisfy her for half an hour.
She coughed slightly and regretted it, otherwise the letter would have been written and taken out by the carrier pigeon, "Well, I didn't... I didn't think about it."
Fu Jingheng asked her to sit astride him and put his arms around her waist, while he stared at her with half-squinted eyes, "Then just hold her for half an hour."
Wen Jin's palms were sweating a lot, "Yeah... that's okay. How about we chat for a while?"
I have a deep understanding of what it means to be self-inflicted. Fortunately, I didn't ask him to stay with me for two hours, otherwise I would have been embarrassed all morning.
Fu Jingheng relieved her worries, "You don't have to work hard to find something to say. I can just watch you quietly."
Wen Jin saved the trouble, so she squeezed her chubby little face together and showed it to him, "Does it look good? You are a 110-pound fat stain."
It made the emperor laugh.
He looks really good when he smiles. When he smiles, his eyes are full of heartache.
Wen Jin didn't understand why he felt distressed. She was used to being humble, so it didn't matter anymore.
He was really a boring and lonely person, so he just held her and looked at her quietly for half an hour. Wen Jin's eyes were dull and empty, wondering if he was looking at her enough. She finally spent half an hour and bowed.
After sending someone away, I dare not show even the slightest bit of reluctance.
Wen Jin took out the rice paper from the drawer and simply drafted a letter to the family: The emperor has separated his adoptive father and brother Jiang, and the adoptive father must not miss his beloved son.
Then she came to the roof. When her carrier pigeon saw her arriving at her old spot, it flew down from the treetops in the distance. She stuffed the letter from home into the letter tube on the pigeon's leg and let the pigeon fly. She was quite proficient in her business. After all, she had done it before.
The man who has 'betrayed' himself one hundred and twenty times.
Then Wen Jin did not step off the roof, but sat on the roof and watched the extremely lively engagement party in the distance at the Yanbin Pavilion, with drums and music.
Seeing Fu Jingheng with a gentle smile on his face and eyes, he toasted to the guests with Duanmu Fu. Duanmu Fu held his arm. He was wearing a dazzling black dragon robe, and Duanmu Fu was wearing a red wedding dress, making them a perfect couple.
It's a pity that Fu didn't wear red, otherwise they would have looked more like a couple.
He demands perfection, and today the details are not in place.
She mentally built herself up countless times. She let go of her relationship with Fu and felt relieved. But when she saw that he was engaged, it still felt as if her heart had been cut with a knife. The bleeding was slow and the pain was gentle.
After all, I didn't give him a jade as a wish, which saved a lot of money.
"As long as he is willing to go home, it will be fine." Grandma came over and gently put her hand on Wen Jin's shoulder, "Let him go as to what is going on outside. Just pretend you didn't see it."
"I'm fine, grandma. I've almost recovered. The snow has stopped today and the roads are dry." Wen Jin looked back at grandma, "I want to go out to pick up my younger siblings from school. It's been more than a month.
During the pregnancy, I didn’t go to pick up the two people in person, and I felt very guilty. The store was also neglected."
"You are about to give birth to a baby, how can you care so much! My child, you have been thinking about others all the time, now you should feel sorry for yourself!" Grandma thought for a while, "Brother has given an order, and you must not leave the palace even half a step without his order. I am calling for someone.
Go and ask."
Wen Jin lowered his head, wanting to leave but not willing to stay, and he and Fu just spent the day after day, "Yeah. Okay."
Grandma then asked her servants to ask questions. After a while, the servants came over and replied: "Your Majesty told Master Jin to wait a moment. He will try to come back as early as possible and leave the palace together."
Wen Jin breathed out, feeling that today was like a year, and she absentmindedly stayed until dusk. It was time for Yu Zhen Baoyin to leave school, so she put on her cloak in advance and planned to go out to pick up her younger siblings.
As soon as they walked to the door, they saw Zishu and Duanmufu carrying the drunken Lord into the dragon bed. Miss Duanmu said nervously beside her: "Even if you are happy at the engagement banquet, why would you drink so much wine?"
?”
After saying that, Duanmufu used his handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth and forehead for the king, who cleverly turned his handsome face away.
Wen Jin saw Duanmu Fu in a bright red wedding dress and suddenly felt that she was superfluous. She looked at Fu Jingheng and didn't expect that he would be drunk. She was just about to take two steps forward to help her when she heard Duanmu Fu say: "Sister
I am inconvenienced by my pregnancy, so don’t let the smell of alcohol suffocate me, just let me serve you, you can’t live without people by your side.”
Hearing the word "serve", Wen Jin's heart suddenly suffocated, and he stepped away, clutching the hem of his skirt tightly with his hands. He wanted to leave but couldn't get out of the palace. If he didn't leave, this situation would be really embarrassing.
"Don't be an eyesore here, get out!" Fu Jingheng suddenly scolded him coldly.
He scolded her again.
Wen Jin's shoulders trembled as she was scolded. She hadn't seen him angry for many days. Remembering the words "You are not worthy of living in the dragon bed with me, please make way for Duanmu." Her eyes also turned red. At this time of his engagement,
Oh my god, when he brought Duanmu back, she was really embarrassed, so she turned around and left.
Duanmu Fu's eyes were filled with lust, and he quickly comforted Wen Jin and said, "Sister Wen, don't be surprised. When we were engaged, you drank too much. That's why you reprimanded my sister."
Wen Jin was about to turn around and leave, but felt her wrist tighten suddenly and was held tightly by Fu Jingheng.
She has been trained by him, and she can accept all kinds of bad words relatively calmly, and she can still answer questions with him fluently.
He turned her from a gentle and polite weak woman into a douchebag. Not only did she not cry, she also rationally analyzed it with him: "Let go of my hand so that I can go out and not be an eyesore here."
Fu Jingheng looked at her with half-squinted drunken eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "I didn't say anything about you."
Wen Jin was weak at this moment, her pretense of strength was shattered, and the corners of her eyes turned red.
Fu Jingheng looked at Duanmufu with his drunken eyes, "I'm telling you to get out! Get out!"