Wen Jin slowly raised his cheek and met Fu Jingheng's eyes. Both of them were shocked, remembering the intimate entanglement from the carriage to Yong'an Street to sleep last night.
His gaze was so sharp that Wen Jin felt as if she had been seen through. Her ears felt hot and she looked away.
Fu Jingheng's eyes quickly passed over her bulging breasts, and he remembered the frankincense sprayed in his mouth. She had once conceived a son for him...
"It's you, the adopted daughter of the Prince Regent!" Fu Jingheng's tone contained anger and helplessness that Wen Jin didn't understand, "Very good."
Wen Jin trembled, knowing that she had become a victim in the political struggle. Fu and Wen were fighting. She was just a sharp sword stabbing Wen Guang. But what would happen to Yu Zhen who was disqualified from the exam?
She felt helpless. She hoped that Fu Jingheng could let her go, at least not use her as a pawn to hinder Wenguang today, and at least give Yu Zhen a way out. If Yu Zhen cannot pass the exam, what will Yu Zhen do in this life, sell tofu?
Damn it, Yu Zhen is the eldest son of the Xue family. He shouldn't spend his life in such a mediocre way.
"Fu, I am Su Yuyan's daughter. Have you forgotten? We once got to know each other again. You said my surname was Fu, and I said my surname was Su. You said that Taifu Su's Su is yours. I got into trouble today.
There is a reason, you ask me, you ask..." Wen Jin's voice was like a mosquito, "Why don't you admit it in front of others..."
"I...don't want to ask. The reason for the accident is not important. Wen, if you are wrong, you are wrong. For me, it is enough for you to make a mistake in front of others. In the past, you asked me why I didn't take you to public events, because I knew
What will happen between me and you in public?"
Wen Jin felt bitter.
Fu Jingheng felt that she was afraid of him. After Lou Shucai and Taifu Su, she regarded her brother Ah Cheng as the straw that broke the camel's back today. She... faced a formidable enemy, and she foresaw that he would catch him
He took advantage of her, harmed her, and even executed the adopted daughter of the regent in public, giving Wenguang a warning on the spot!
His confidants from the Military Aircraft Department to the Ministry of War all wanted him to do this.
He should do the same for his mother's wishes both in public and in private! These people have had enough of Wenguang, and with him, Fu Jingheng, they don't need a regent to tell them what to do!
But he...
"Fu...it's about my brother. Please...let me say a few words. My brother is only eight years old...he shouldn't have to suffer these unfair treatments prematurely. He longs to work for you...
. He works hard every day to review his books and practice martial arts, just to chase your pace." Wen Jin grabbed the corner of Fu Jingheng's dragon robe and held it so tightly that his joints turned white, "Don't let you ruin it.
Lose his hope in this world and his respect for the Lord!"
"Wen, stop talking..." Fu Jingheng interrupted Wen Jin's words. It was a rare opportunity to weaken Wen Guang. But damn, her thin and trembling voice made his heart ache.
Saint Duanmu accompanied the emperor, with a sense of crisis in her eyes. She wished she could cover the emperor's eyes so that the emperor could not see Wen Jin.
The emperor's look of pity and longing on Wen Jin made her extremely jealous. She couldn't help but let out a loud voice of morning sickness. She even let go of her reserve and said, "Ugh..."
Wen Jin heard Duanmu's rather serious and unhappy voice, which was even a little artificial, and her whole heart clenched tightly.
When Fu Jingheng heard the sound, he looked away from Wen Jin's cheek and looked at Duan Mufu, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Duanmufu nodded with a pale face, "I'm so happy. I'm afraid I'm a fat boy with a baby in my belly. My cousin-in-law also vomited violently when she was pregnant with her son."
Fu Jingheng nodded, "Hawthorn cake?"
"It's okay, don't bother me." Duanmu Fu shook his head shyly.
"It's for Chang Lin, no trouble."
Fu Jingheng then ordered the palace servants to bring another plate of hawthorn cake to Duanmu, fulfilling the basic responsibilities of a father. In the past, when Wen Jin was pregnant, his performance was unsatisfactory, which made Wen Jin hate him so much that he even induced labor overnight to kill him.
The child, and did not agree with his internal ejaculation to give birth to his dragon offspring again, he was completely hurt.
Being kind to the child in Duanmu's belly and being flattered by Duanmu can bring some satisfaction to his dignity that was trampled under the soles of Wen Jin, and also allow him to escape for a moment from the sadness of losing his child.
Duanmu Fu advised the emperor in a gentle voice: "Sister Wen must have her own reasons. Your Majesty, for the sake of the child in Fu'er's belly, please let me get up!"
The ground is so cold in winter. My sister had just had an induced labor and gave birth to Changlin three months ago. Her body must not have recovered yet and she will be unable to bear it.
Your Majesty also hopes that she will be happy. If she catches a cold and cannot stay with the Jiang family, she will not be able to explain to them..."
Fu Jingheng felt sad when he was touched, and asked Wen Jin softly: "Are you and Jiang preparing for pregnancy?"
"Yeah." Wen Jin was so stimulated by the hawthorn cake that she wanted to fight back.
"Say yes. Okay." Fu Jingheng held his lips, his eyes were hazy, and he said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "Answer again, don't force me to take you to the lounge and let Xiao Jiang be raped in front of all the officials.
Humiliating your wife is a shame, huh?"
"You can give her hawthorn cake, but can't I say yes?" Wen Jin's misty eyes locked with him, and she regretted after saying it, her jealous tone betraying her weakness.
"Want to eat my hawthorn cake? I want to eat it for you. How dare you?" Fu Jingheng smiled bitterly. How could she care about his hawthorn cake? How could she abandon him so desperately?
Surrendered to Jiang Huaizhou’s official uniform!
Wen Jin bit her lip in grievance. She really wanted to get his hawthorn cake and make Duanmu blush, but she took Jiang Qing into consideration and did not go beyond it.
She was afraid that he would actually take her to the lounge, even though she knew he wouldn't get too involved with her in front of others.
He was just dissatisfied with the fact that she had abandoned him, so he tried to fix her verbally, and answered the topic of pregnancy preparation in frustration: "No..."
Fu Jingheng pursed his lips into a thin line, stopped talking, and leaned against the back of the chair away from her.
The officials didn't know what the emperor was whispering to his political opponents. They only thought that he was scolding her for causing trouble in a low voice.
A smile flashed across Duanmu Fu's eyes, "Kneel down enough, Sister Wen!"
Wen Jin was pressed tightly on the shoulders by the guards and was forced to kneel there. The force on her knees made her hurt from the hard floor. Duan Mufu's voice, which was not too big or too small for her to hear, made her heart tingle.
This sting makes me feel like I have no position.
They were separated and had a life with each other. He was only kind to his fiancée and did not treat her badly. She was never the first wife.
It's just that it's almost time for Si Jin to nurse again. I wonder if she's crying in the carriage outside. It's cold in winter. She asked Mrs. Liu to give Changlin... No, she wrapped Si Jin in two quilts. Poor Si Jin
He wanted to be a shady illegitimate child like this and accompany her on the road to wandering around.
In the cold winter, the three-month-old little thing came to take the exam with his uncle. Knowing that his uncle was disqualified from taking the exam, Si Jin would probably hold his mouth and be unhappy.
Whether it was because the winter was too cold, or the hawthorn cake that didn't belong to her was too sour, or the fact that her younger brother was expelled from the Imperial Academy by Taifu Su was too weak, Wen Jin couldn't help but tremble.
Nangong Jue looked at Wen Jin with interest for a long time. From a closer look, the beauty was even more beautiful than the day she first met at Shuixie. A weak woman was not afraid of the strong power and made a fuss in the Imperial College to block the imperial examination. Her courage was amazing. He will
He leaned next to Fu Jingheng's ear and said in Daying dialect:
"She is the one I want. I'll wash her clean and put her on my bed at night. I'll hand her over to you with one hand and give you the military talisman with the other. If it's her, I won't give her the post-mortem decoction."
"You prepare the military talismans." Fu Jingcheng smiled, the fierce look in his eyes fleeting, "I have decided on your foreign aid. Go back and let your kid kneel down comfortably and beg for my help."
"Thank you, brother." Nangong Jue supported his chin with his hand, already considering Wen Jin as his treasure. "When I feel comfortable, I will naturally ask to join forces with my brother."
Fu Jingheng pursed his lips, "She can understand Daying."
Nangong Jue only has one fuck in his heart, and his first impression on the beauty is quite obscene. Did Brother Fu mean to trick him? Why didn't he tell the beauty earlier that he could understand Daying's words!
Nangong only looked at Wen Jin's uninhibited smile, but he did not hide his desire for the beauty. It was better to make it clear and omit the layer of window paper when he was alone, "Beauty, the future is long. How big is Wen's house?"
Wen Jin ignored Nangong Jue, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated and became dim. Brother Heng also wanted to give her to a man to play with like his adoptive father, 'wash her clean and send her to bed', 'don't give her any medicine afterward'
Wen Jin was deeply humiliated by the word "Bi Zi Tang" and the word "comfortable" in Fu's mouth.
In order to weaken her adoptive father, Brother Heng didn't ask her the truth about causing trouble in the Imperial College, and took advantage of her troubles to set up Wenguang. At the same time, in exchange for military aid, he let her sleep with Crown Prince Daying. She hated Brother Heng like this...
She didn't like Nangong Jue. She heard from Jiang that he had many maids in the Guangli Palace and changed several in one night. He didn't respect the women of the Central Plains. She also didn't like the indifference of Brother Heng who gave her away as a gift.
The clouds were light and the wind was gentle, and she clearly called her wife in her sleep last night.
She couldn't bear it because he was thinking about her in his dreams, and she was worried because his drinking had damaged his spleen and stomach. Could it be that it was all a lie? She had been worrying about his health, which made her look like a fool.
Lao Mo saw that Lord Jin had probably misunderstood Jun Shang's character. In fact, Jun Shang was just having a psychological war with Nangong Jue. He saw that Jun Shang was about to die in Lord Jin'er's heart again, so hopelessly dead.
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He had to use the incident of His Highness to awaken the Lord's overflowing fatherly love, so that the Lord would immediately hold Lord Jin in his arms to comfort him, and said to the Lord for the second time: "There is something in our family that I don't know whether to say or not?"
"What are you talking about?" Fu Jingheng frowned, "Say."