Wen Jin's breath was filled with the pleasant smell of ambergris from his body. His arms tied her waist so tightly, as if he had long wanted to hold her in his arms. His lower abdomen gradually became tighter as it touched her lower waist.
She was so tense that her back was stiff and she didn't dare to move.
The room was quiet. They were very familiar with each other's bodies and their breathing was a little tight.
"Well. What's the matter?"
Fu Jingheng held her two white hands and intertwined their fingers with hers intimately. Wen Jin couldn't help but snort, and the tips of his ears turned red. He chuckled in her ears, quite satisfied with her jerky but honest reaction.
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"You're wet." Fu tightened her hand, "There's a lot of water."
Wen Jin immediately blushed, "No."
"You said your hands got wet from washing." Fu Jingheng said seriously, "The water is cold, is it cold?"
"Yeah." Wen Jin then saw that her hands were covered with water drops from washing her hands just now, and the atmosphere became more and more subtle. She became nervous and tried to break free from her fingers, no longer intertwined with his.
But Fu Jingheng forced her hand into the "honest water" and imitated her sentence pattern of coaxing children:
"Be good. Honesty water tests your honesty. If you tell the truth, your little hands will be intact. If you lie, your little hands will melt."
His face was close to hers, and their necks met. The straight dragon pattern on his collar made the skin of her neck slightly painful and itchy.
"Well. What do you want to know? Just ask."
Fu Jingheng stared at her green onion-like fingers in the water. After a moment of silence, he got straight to the point: "Did our son who was burned by Wenguang really have an abortion? Or was he born prematurely? I guess when he landed
Weighs four pounds?”
Wen Jin suddenly froze.
"Someone is waiting for your answer." Fu Jingheng gently touched the tip of her ear with his thin lips.
Wen Jin lowered his eyes, "Jiang is waiting for me, please stay with me!"
He said, trying to break away from his arms.
But when she took two steps away, Fu Jingheng circled her waist and pressed her against the wall, with his hands on her side. "For the second time, is Fu Jingheng's son still alive?"
Wen Jin's heart was beating wildly. Did Fu know that Si Jin was his baby? How did he know?
Wen Jin suddenly remembered the sharp warning from his mother, the Empress Dowager Xia Ranshuang.
-Hide this child, don't show it in front of Heng'er's eyes. If it's disabled, you can't let anyone know that the child's biological father is Heng'er. You and I are both women, and we love the same man. If you love Heng'er
, I hope that his reputation will not be affected, that there will be any stain on him, and his future will be ruined. It will be difficult for you to have a child. Please understand the mood of an old mother. I am afraid that the child will make a mistake and be harmed by ants and bugs. -
-Son, you won’t sue the family with Heng’er, will you? Don’t do anything to sow discord between our mother and son. Your grandmother’s legs are bad, your brothers and sisters are young, and you can’t bear any negligence of any of them. Use your thoughts later.
When it comes to avenging your mother, don't focus on Hener. Girls, don't be too big-hearted. Not everyone can be a queen -
-From the Ai family’s point of view, if a child is born with a disability, it would be tantamount to bringing shame to the royal family. Furthermore, our royal family does not accept that the prince’s mother has experience in a brothel-
In addition, today, because Fu Jingheng helped her and missed a good opportunity to weaken Wenguang, which made his team's advisers dissatisfied, and even missed Nangong Jue's foreign aid, she has realized that she is a burden to him. She is worried that it will bring consequences to him
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Moreover, she was not very powerful and did not give birth to a healthy baby. She weighed four pounds and had a disease in her left knee. Once it was made public, her father might be ridiculed. She herself did not want the baby to be humiliated in front of others.
"Answer me, is our son still alive? I asked you three times!"
"No..." Wen Jin looked around and said in a trembling voice: "The child is gone..."
"Don't look around. Look into my eyes and answer again." Fu Jingheng's cool voice was a bit aggressive.
Wen Jin looked into his eyes and said, "Our child... is gone."
"Why not? Details?"
"..." You have to ask Jiang Qing for the details. She was so preoccupied with giving birth that she didn't know the details of the dead baby!
"Well, I'm impatient. I didn't ask too much the first time. I gave you three chances."
"Fu..."
"Afraid? It's too late."
Fu Jingheng pressed her hands on her back, put his hands into her clothes, rubbed the swollen and hardened area, and asked her in a hoarse voice:
"What's wrong here? Are you feeling unwell?"
"it hurts!"
Wen Jin had been breast-feeding for a long time, and when it was time to feed the baby, it hurt when touched. He didn't have any strength in his hand, and deliberately caused her extreme pain.
Wen Jin couldn't help but sweat pouring down his face. He was so embarrassed that his hands were trapped behind him and he couldn't move...
Fu Jingheng half-squinted his eyes as he watched the fragrance of milk overflow. Due to the visual stimulation, he almost lost control and asked her in the bathroom where there were probably many people coming and going. "I don't understand, please teach me. Is this baby food? You kept it from me."
Did you secretly become a mother?"
"Your Majesty! Let me go. Someone will come in and wash their hands!" Wen Jin's face turned red and she struggled to take her hands out from behind to stop him from continuing to embarrass her.
However, her whole body was shackled in his arms by his ambiguous and domineering hand. The two thin wrists behind her were tightly grasped by him. His dragon robe was also stained with the fragrance of milk. Even if she bit his shoulder, she could not stop him from torturing her.
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"I want you to say it yourself to satisfy me. Is our son still alive?"
Fu Jingheng put his hands into her hair, held up the back of her head, and looked deeply into her eyes, as if he would kiss her deeply at any time, but fortunately she knew that he was not used to being in public.
"Say it and I won't feel uncomfortable anymore. It's not good for others to see you. Don't always make me look embarrassed in public, eh?"
"She didn't let me say it...don't force me..."
Wen Jin started to tremble because she was afraid of her mother, the Empress Dowager, and she was also afraid that someone would suddenly come in and see her huddled in the corner, with a wet and pitiful look in his eyes.
"I...I don't want to be a burden that will only cause you trouble. Please don't ask again!"
"she?"
Fu Jingheng noticed Wen Jin's inner fear, so he stopped torture, let go of her restraint, held her in his arms, and stroked her back with his hands.
"What happened three months ago? Who are you afraid of?"
Wen Jin trembled in his arms, what happened just now was so embarrassing, "You bullied me! Jiang Qing would never force me like this!"
"You're so good, you told me such a big secret. He never touched you during our breakup... Feng Ying is because of raising children." Fu Jingheng said softly: "But don't change the subject and ask you, who is she?"
Wen Jin bit her lip and didn't speak. After a long time, she couldn't help but ramble: "She is the grandmother of my third aunt's distant niece, who unfortunately died just now..."
"..." Fu Jingheng saw that she was really scared, and she was talking pitifully nonsense, and her little face lost color, so he stopped forcing her, "I won't ask today."
Wen Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Jingheng's eyes were full of pity, "Did it hurt just now? Don't wait for me to ask you three times in the future. The second answer won't be difficult for you."
"Yeah." Wen Jin hugged her chest, which was still hurting.
Fu Jingheng saw her trembling with fear and biting her lips but did not dare to complain to him. He seemed to be threatened and became more and more curious about who she was.
"I won't disturb your current life rashly, knowing that you are in a hurry to go to Jiang Mansion to drink black chicken soup."
"He...his mother's soup is delicious."
And your mother called me an ant and a bug, which was too much.
Fu Jingheng said warmly: "I just want you to tell me personally whether the child is still alive, so that I don't have to suffer the pain of losing a child, and let me have a little illusion. You don't hate me enough to kill my child. Let yours
Brother Ah Heng, can't you be a little less sad? Did you know that every night in your dreams, you see Chang Lin being burned to death... I miss my child very much..."
Wen Jin couldn't bear it, Brother Ah Heng... he must also love the baby.
"Our child...is still alive."
Wen Jin's hands trembled. He weighed and weighed, thought and thought again and again. Finally, he couldn't resist his interrogation and confessed:
"I once mentioned to you that Kang Ruili's little boy, weighing four pounds, is actually our child. He has some pathology in his left knee. You said it was the disabled one. That time, the assassin kicked him twice and made a lesion. Don't worry,
I will take good care of him."
"I didn't know that was my son! But I answered casually. You shouldn't hold grudges about that."
Although Fu Jingheng's tone was quite serious, he softened his voice when he saw her look lost.
"Can I see him during the Chinese New Year?"
Wen Jin shook his head, "...Don't. The baby and I are fine now. We don't want to be disturbed anymore..."
Fu Jingheng said sternly: "I will go to Jiang Mansion later to drink the black-bone chicken soup cooked by Jiang's mother. Will I bring four kilograms with me? Mother and son will go to someone else's house to drink soup together? I can't afford the black-bone chicken soup?!"
Wen Jin said nothing, acquiescing.
"Xiao Jiang can see him, hold him, kiss him, and talk to him. I didn't even know about his existence until today!" Fu Jingheng's eyes were deep red, "I can't even see my own son?! I have such a good temper.
On purpose?"
"Fu..."
"I have missed his fetal movement, and I have missed his first cry after landing, and his first practice of raising his head! He is about to be a hundred days old, and you want me to miss his hundred days?" Fu Jingheng almost asked, "Are you planning to have sex with him?
Let’s go through all of his stepfather’s moments together…”
Wen Jin's eyes were red: "Is Chang Lin's fetal movement in Duanmu's belly healthy?"
Wen Jin raised his eyes, with two tears stubbornly refusing to roll down.
"In the lounge, did you put your ear against her belly to listen to the fetal movements? It was like a little fish blowing bubbles, right? I wasn't lying to you, I just said it was like a little fish blowing bubbles."
Fu Jingheng was startled, then blamed himself and felt distressed, "Stop asking..."
"So what if I see you four pounds?" Wen Jin finally couldn't help crying, "It's not that I can't call you daddy, but it's not that I can only call you my lord."
Fu Jingheng was silent.
His silence made Wen Jin lose confidence in bringing Si Jin to him.
Wen Jin said sadly: "After two or three years, the child will know what happened. Duanmu's child will call you father, and my four-pound son can only call you lord. I don't want to make myself more sad, and I don't want my baby to also
Just keep being wronged, right?
After all, Si Jin is just a disabled illegitimate child who doesn’t even have a proper name! Whose child would be called a perfunctory name like Si Jin!"
"Stop talking." Fu Jingheng said softly.
"I...I don't want to drag down your reputation. Just let me live a quiet life with my baby. Don't force me...I don't want to go back to the old life of an ant and a bug that never sees the light of day."
Come on...I don’t want to take my little cripple in the palace and suffer!”
Ants and bugs?
The extremely strong words made Fu Jingheng let go of Wen Jin's body. Was it so painful for her to be with him? He thought that he was quite fond of her despite not giving her a status. How could he use such words as ants and bugs?
Herself?
Even though she didn't fall in love, in his heart, she was the most different existence. She was his first woman.
Duanmu, who entrusted Luo Hong to him, could not surpass her weight in his heart.
Fu Jingheng helped her tidy up her clothes. He put his hands on the edge of the sink and washed his hands with cold water to dilute his desire. His handsome cheeks in the mirror were full of tangles.
He suddenly realized that he wanted Sijin to call him daddy, whether in front of others or behind others. Even if the time was not ripe, he did not want to continue to wrong Wenjin mother and son.
He was greatly shocked when he saw the child today! He lost his father when he was young, and he hopes to become a qualified father.
It is really sad that the little guy and his mother are hiding in a private house.
"The ministers who asked you to see you with me will blame you for being biased. I'm leaving first. Take care of yourself in the cold weather. Remember to stop drinking." Wen Jin bowed to Fu Jingheng and planned to go out.
"Su Wenjin."
When Wen Jin stepped towards the door, Fu Jingheng called her to stop.
Wen Jin turned around in confusion, "Huh?"
"When you drink black-bone chicken soup, Si Jin will wear the silver bracelet I gave you?" Fu asked.
The tips of Wen Jin's ears felt hot. After he gave it to her, she secretly put it on Sijin and told Jiang that she bought it herself. She tapped her chin lightly.
Fu Jingheng was a little impulsive and pursed his lips.
Wen Jin turned around and planned to leave.
"Su Wenjin!"
Wen Jin stayed again, "I nodded. I'm wearing a silver bracelet... Your Majesty... I really should go..."
"Are you willing to be my concubine?" Fu Jingcheng interrupted her before she could finish her words, and for the first time gave the title that the two of them had been avoiding talking about, "I will use Ba Li from the main entrance.
The big sedan will carry you two into the palace."
Knowing that their child was still there, he could not send her back to Xiao Jiang as calmly as he did last time.
The key point is that she actually took her son to Jiang Mansion to drink soup! She was so angry!