"Is there some lameness...can it be cured? It's a matter of a child's life, doctor...doctor..." As he said that, Wen Jin grabbed the doctor's sleeve.
The doctor looked at Wen Jin and understood the helplessness of a new mother. She sighed and couldn't bear to have her hopes dashed, "It should be possible."
"It should be..." The doctor's uncertain but kind words made Wen Jin's heart feel as if a knife was being squeezed after hearing it. Her eyes were sore, and she opened the swaddling clothes and looked at the child's left knee. It was indeed somewhat unnaturally bent, unlike ordinary people.
The straight ones were probably the lesions left by being kicked twice by the assassin that day. Wen Jin felt extremely sad.
She gave birth to Fu a baby with leg problems.
Fu Jingheng...will he hate Chang Lin?
But she doesn't have to worry about this, because Fu won't know about the existence of the baby. She doesn't dare to bring the baby in front of him to shame him, and accept the cold look from the royal family. She is timid, and those people attack her, but she can still
Bear it, if he attacks Chang Lin, she won't be able to bear a single word.
"Yeah." The doctor said.
"Oh, I know." Wen Jin said.
The doctor said: "This is a disease brought in from the womb. Sorry, I don't know if it can be cured. You need to take good care of the baby, massage it, and do some rehabilitation. All I can say is try your best."
"Yeah." Wen Jin didn't say much more.
Jiang Huaizhou ordered the doctor: "Take good care of the child from now on."
The doctor responded, "Yes, Mr. Jiang."
"Brother Jiang, will Fu like Chang Lin?" Wen Jin murmured.
Jiang Huaizhou thought about his choice of words but did not put in a good word for Fu. He was a man and had selfish motives. He also wanted to keep Jin'er. "Your Majesty is a human being. I'm afraid I can't tolerate Chang Lin like this."
"Like this...Chang Lin." Wen Jin lowered his head and looked at his son's left knee, then was enveloped in helplessness and panic, "Thank you for avoiding using the word disabled to describe Chang Lin."
Jiang Huaizhou looked at Wen Jin quietly and said nothing.
Wen Jin looked at his son carefully for a long time. With pink skin and amber eyes, he was really a beautiful baby.
"So cute, my jaw looks like yours." Jiang Huaizhou touched Changlin's cheek with his hand, "Don't worry, I will find someone to take care of you. This little problem will be cured. Changlin will get better when he grows up.
Yes, I will definitely be able to walk like a normal child."
"Well, brother, thank you. I really need help at this time. Otherwise, my adoptive father would ask me to induce labor, and I would have no time to find the dead baby to deal with my adoptive father." Wen Jin nodded, "I know you won't ignore me.
.I'm sorry for taking advantage of you."
"Idiot. You are so kind." Jiang Huaizhou half-hugged Wen Jin and her son in his arms, "Why bother saying the word "use". I am willing to do so. I know you love Fu deeply. If you except him, you will only think of him.
I, I am content."
Wen Jin did not reject Jiang Huaizhou's kindness. She was so helpless at the moment. She secretly gave birth to a child without telling Xue Kuang, her grandmother, her adoptive father, or even Fu, and the child was unhealthy and illegitimate.
She snuggled into Jiang Huaizhou's arms, missing Fu Jingheng crazily, wishing he could accompany her by her side at this moment, telling her that he didn't dislike Chang Lin's leg disease, and then told her friends that his boy had given birth to a fourth child.
A heavy son.
Wen Jin felt like wandering in Jiang Qing's arms.
Jiang's confidant outside the door reported back: "Master Jiang, we found a dead baby. There was a woman in a remote village who gave birth to twins. One baby boy died. The baby was thrown away in a mass grave and the younger one was picked up."
Jiang Huaizhou heard this and said, "Go and send it to King Wen. Just say that it is the dragon heir born to Jin'er. That's it. Don't show off your lies."
"Yes. Don't worry." The confidant carried the dead baby to Wen's mansion and presented it to Prince Wen.
Prince Wen took the dead baby and burned it in the courtyard. He burned the dragon and played with it to relieve his anger. The anger caused by Fu occupying the grain storage was finally calmed down.
***
The dragon bed is shrouded in the morning sun. The man on the dragon bed has picturesque features and his eyelashes are trembling slightly.
"pain..."
Fu Jingheng regained consciousness while holding on to his painful forehead, and his thoughts came back to him. When Wen Jin kissed him in the theater, he drugged her behind her ears, causing him to be knocked unconscious, and many other things came to mind.
He sat up quickly and looked at the sky. It was already early the next morning. He reached out and touched the place beside him that originally belonged to Wen Jin. It was cool and without any warmth. He felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.
"How long have I been sleeping?" Fu Jingheng sat beside the bed, his dirty clothes lazily draped around him, and he asked Lao Mo over there in a low voice.
Lao Mo immediately bowed and said: "It has been six hours since my servant brought you back from the theater last night. The medicine... was a bit heavy."
"Where is Wen Jin?" Fu Jingheng asked.
Lao Mo lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
"I'm asking you about Wen Jin!" Fu Jingheng banged his hand on the table, making a muffled sound.
Lao Mo still said nothing.
Fu Jingheng asked, "Girl Jin went to grandma's place to say good morning?"
"No..."
"Going for a walk in the garden?" Fu Jingheng asked again.
"Neither... nor."
"So, Wen Jin slipped away under the noses of my imperial guards!" Fu Jingheng said angrily.
Lao Mo's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, "Yes. It's not that the Royal Forest Army didn't notice it. It's because there was a high-level order not to stop it."
"Well. Senior management, we'll talk about senior management later." Fu Jingheng's heart began to feel uncomfortable, "First of all, is she there? Tell me her whereabouts. I thought she had found another harbor. You need to tell me, I am too suspicious.
She is just hiding in the corner waiting for me to coax her back!"
"Your Majesty, after Master Jin knocked you out, she returned to the Wen Mansion and rescued Jiang Huaizhou from the Wen Mansion's death row, and then..." Old Mo stopped as he spoke, not daring to continue.
"Well, give me medicine and leave me in the theater like a fool. Then go rescue Jiang Huaizhou. Okay." Fu Jingheng pressed his hand on his chest, and an unignorable pain slowly rose from his chest and abdomen, "Then, continue talking.
."
Old Mo sighed and said slowly: "Then...according to what the spies reported, Lord Jin successfully rescued Jiang Qing and returned to the Jiang Mansion with Jiang Qing."
Fu Jingheng stood up and walked to the small window, "Well, I went back home with Xiao Jiang. Continue, what else?"
Lao Mo secretly took a look at Junshang's gloomy expression and said, "I induced labor overnight and aborted your child."
Fu Jingheng's back froze, "Seven months, induced labor. It's okay, Old Mo. If you have something to say later, you can continue to talk to me."
-I want to induce abortion and marry someone else. I will no longer be a good boy for the emperor. I will be a good boy for others.-
-You have never felt a single fetal movement. I will induce the child, and you will not be allowed to see the body. Later, I will give birth to Xiao Jiang and go to Lao Xue to propose marriage. I will tell my grandma that I am pregnant and that my child is his.
Call Xiao Jiang Dadi, call me Aniang, inside and outside the house, you can call him Dad anytime and anywhere.-
Wen Jin's words rang in Fu Jingheng's ears.
Lao Mo suddenly fell to his knees, "Jiang Huaizhou asked his confidants to hand over the stillborn fetus to Wenguang, who burned Longzi on fire! The fire... burned all night."
"The fire... burned all night." Fu Jingheng mechanically repeated Lao Mo's words. His strong body suddenly leaned against the window lattice, and the coldness in his eyes gradually spread.
Mo Gan responded softly: "Yes, Your Majesty. We are thinking that maybe Lord Jin really doesn't like living with you anymore. After all, you were so humiliating, distrustful of Lord Jin, and stingy with your name." Min, Lord Jin is getting older and can’t use it up anymore.”
"The one who was burned by the fire all night is a girl or a boy?" Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes and looked at the ground with a sad expression. "Su Wenjin induced labor. Is it a girl or a boy?"