With that said, Nangong Jue continued to walk into the dormitory. When he came to the door, he reached out and pushed the heavy wooden door open. It made a creaking sound in the quiet night. It had a long history. This VIP Pavilion was somewhat
At the end of the year, he stood by the door and said to Wen Jin: "Come in."
Wen Jin stood outside the door and looked inside. The incense burner inside was burning incense that was completely different from the one used by Fu Jingheng. It smelled like sandalwood and was like musk. She stepped one foot in and saw Nangong Jue.
Even though there were two tears in his eyes because of his strong self-esteem, he felt that there was no need to be pretentious in getting what he wanted, so he was strong enough not to let the tears roll down.
After she entered the room, she sat on the chair without saying anything. She put her hands on her knees and sat in an upright manner.
Nangong Jue noticed Wen Jin's nervousness and fear of him. He tried not to scare her. He knelt down and looked directly into her eyes and said, "Let's go take a shower? Just wrap up in a bath towel and come out. It's getting late. It's early."
rest."
With that said, he handed Wen Jin a pure white bath towel.
Wen Jin took the bath towel with her white hands and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"
Nangong Jue pointed behind her, "Over there, go wash up first. If you have any questions, call me. Don't worry, we won't go in suddenly."
Wen Jin took the bath towel and entered the bathroom. She sat on the chair in the bathroom for a long time, then took off her clothes and washed herself in the bath. Then she wrapped her body in a large bath towel and sat by the wall.
When she went out, she shivered violently, not knowing whether it was cold or fear.
She didn't want to go out, but she had to go out. Nangong Jue was waiting for her to fulfill her promise. She bit a corner of the bath towel and cried until she lost her voice. It turned out that she was only happy because of Fu Jingheng's touch, and she was not happy when others were close to her.
"Jin'er, are you okay?" Nangong Jue asked softly.
"It's okay. I'm here." Wen Jin wrapped herself in a bath towel so that only her cheeks were exposed. She stood in the room and looked at Nangong Jue defensively, like a frightened little stray cat.
Nangong Jue saw her pure and touching look wrapped in a bath towel, so he took a step forward.
Wen Jin immediately walked quickly by the wall, neither speaking nor resisting, but just staring at him warily.
Nangong Jue strode towards her, held his hands on her shoulders, and said to her in a warm voice: "Do you know how tempting it is to be wary of others?"
Wen Jin closed her eyes suddenly, and fell into the situation of closing herself in and being unable to breathe again.
At this moment, there was a bang, and the door was kicked open from the outside, making a loud noise. In the quiet night, the beams of the old house in VIP Pavilion were covered with dust.
Nangong Jue and Wen Jin were disturbed, so they looked toward the door and saw King Guang Li standing by the door with scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to kill someone and drink blood.
"What brought Brother Fu here?" Nangong asked with a smile, letting go of Wen Jin's shoulders.
Wen Jin's heart was shocked. She thought she would never see the tyrant Fu Jingheng again in her life, but she didn't expect that the tyrant Fu Jingheng would come. There was a gentle light in the tyrant's eyes, as if he cared for her and no longer blamed her.
No more self-love.
Fu Jingheng stepped into the inner room with his dragon boots, his eyes fell on Wen Jin's thin body only wrapped in a bath towel, and said solemnly: "Daying Gou, when she wants to be loved by a man, she won't be wary of you, she will
Provoke you, stimulate you! At the moment, it is obvious that she does not want to be loved by you, she is tolerating you."
Nangong Jue snorted coldly, "She and I are consensual. You don't have to come here. Her ex."
Hearing the sound, Wen Jin opened her eyes. She was afraid of seeing contempt in Fu Jingheng's eyes, and worried that he would say that she didn't love herself, but Fu always locked her with his deep gaze.
Wen Jin's eyes were sore, and he said with a choked voice: "Fu... don't look at me anymore. I'm so ashamed."
Fu Jingheng reached out to Wenjin and said, "Come here."
Wen Jin's eyes were filled with tears, and the two tears that she had always refused to shed rolled down. She ran to Fu Jingheng's side with bare feet, then turned back and looked at Nangong warily, and because she made a mistake, she failed to fulfill her promise to Nangong Jue.
And committed to him, not daring to look at Nangong.
She was scared, so she crawled into Fu Jingheng's arms, and the familiar breath made her feel at ease.
The matter was over. Fu Jingheng had resolved the crisis and received military reinforcements. Wen Jin buried her face in Fu Jingheng's arms and refused to see Nangong Jue, unilaterally breaking the contract.
Nangong Jue smiled in despair, sat on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea. Could this be a fairy dance arranged by King Fu and his wife? It's interesting. He wanted Wen Jin even more, and dared to play tricks on him.
There were not many women in the country, and he remembered them instantly.
When Fu Jingheng saw that Wen Jin was only wearing a bath towel, he almost died of anger and felt extremely distressed. He quickly took off his dragon robe and put it on her body, covering her feet, and asked her, "Did he go in during the bath?"
"without."
"what did he say?"
"He said that he should come out wearing only a bath towel after washing. He said that it was getting late and he should go to bed early."
"Where did he touch?" Fu Jingheng's hands shook in anger.
Wen Jin raised her head and looked at Fu Jingheng's angry face. Her tears fell in a rush, and she bit her lip as if she had been greatly wronged. "Shoulder. Across the towel."
"Did I kiss you?"
"without."
"Did you say anything dirty?"
"He said that I was tempting when I was wary of people." Wen Jin's eyes lost light, "He didn't force me. I did it voluntarily."
"Are you scared?" Fu Jingheng's heart was clenched and he held her hair with his hands.
"Yeah." Wen Jin's voice trembled, "I'm scared. I'm so scared..."
"Tear off all the door stickers she posted. I'll take you, grandma, four pounds, and a family of four to post the door stickers and decals later. Don't feel bad. Be good."
Wen Jin nodded, not mentioning that she was worried about her adoptive father, nor that she remembered Xiao Jiang who was waiting for her in Yangzhou until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. She cherished the hard-won moment of warmth with Fu Jingheng and coveted the feeling of being protected by him.
. He didn’t scold her for not loving herself, nor was he cruel to her. She gradually felt relieved.
Seeing that Wen Jin was trembling and obviously tired and scared, Fu Jingheng asked Nangong, "What's going on? I'm a man, so just tell me."
Nangong Jue saw that he had been tricked by a little girl, a typical example of being beaten to death, but now it looked like he had bullied her.
In fact, he was also a victim. He felt really uncomfortable. He was interrupted during the incident, and Fu Jingheng was very annoyed, so he said:
"Brother Fu, the little girl betrayed her adoptive father and left her fiancé to go to Yangzhou alone to celebrate the New Year in order to ask my brother to send troops to help you. She bravely came over to drink sugar water and go to the garden with me. To protect your face.
, I was afraid that you would not accept the military aid because you knew it was your body, so you would act out at the lantern banquet to make you think that she had failed in trying to flatter me. She would rather have everyone scold her to save your face. I am jealous of you!"
Fu Jingheng lowered his head and stared at Wen Jin. He felt hurt and sour in his heart, "Tonight, please tell me clearly. Don't you hate me? What do you do? For me, you give up your innocence and the self-esteem and self-love you care about most.
Exit. Su Wenjin, you plan to never see me again after tonight, right?"
"Well." Wen Jin pinched his hands, "He said he would go to Mobei and raise a foal for me. I will leave four pounds to you. You will accuse me of being irresponsible for abandoning my husband and son."
"Idiot! Idiot!" Fu Jingheng hugged her tightly.
Wen Jin said with red eyes: "What should I do now? I... promised him. But..."
After saying that, he glanced at Nangong warily, buried in Fu Jingheng's chest: "Let's go..."
"I'm not a coward. I couldn't have known you were here. I closed the door and went out to pretend I didn't know. I couldn't laugh during the celebration banquet." Fu Jingheng lowered his voice, "You should let me die drunk in the cold palace, or be chopped off by Lao Wen.
.”
Wen Jin said softly, "You have to stop drinking. If you frown and worry, I will become confused."
Fu Jingheng asked her, "Xiao Jiang is waiting for you in Yangzhou?"
Wen Jin nodded, "Yeah."
Fu Jingheng asked, "Can you not go to Yangzhou?"
Wen Jin's ears turned red, "I agreed to go, and he will wait for me until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year."
Fu Jingheng also asked, "Is it okay if I don't go?"
Wen Jin whispered: "I promised to go..."
Fu's hand on her shoulder tightened, "I won't let you go. Come home with me to celebrate the New Year."
Wen Jin's shoulders stiffened suddenly, and her heart was pounding, "What should I do here? I want to leave, but I'm hungry."
Fu said, "Chang Lin is hungry."
Wen Jin said stubbornly, "Four pounds."
"I'll take care of it here." Fu Jingheng felt extremely distressed and patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Go and put on clothes."
Wen Jin felt safe and breathed a sigh of relief.
Nangong Jue sighed, how could he think she was harmless? She was very clear-headed and knew what she wanted. She didn't act sloppily afterward. Women from the Central Plains are indeed more thoughtful than women from Mobei, and there is a lot of light in her eyes.
Color of interest.
Wen Jin went to the bathroom and put on the clothes she had taken off one by one, as if she had put her dignity back on. Because Fu Jingheng was there, she was no longer afraid. Thinking of her almost being together with Nangong,
Then I became scared.
The moment Wen Jin entered the bath, Fu Jingheng grabbed Nangong Jue's collar and punched him in the jaw, causing blood to flow from the corner of Nangong's mouth. He said, "I'm relieved. You've been disgusting me all day, brother."
, I wanted to greet you when I saw you wearing pink."
Nangong Jue did not expect that King Guangli would greet him quickly and harshly, and raised his hand to return it.
Fu Jingheng grabbed his wrist to stop him, and threw his hand away. "You still need some heat. The seabass stewed with tofu didn't add salt? It's boring."
"Damn it. You took aphrodisiacs!" Nangong Jue went to look in the mirror and wiped away the bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth, "Fu, just wait, one day you will kneel down and beg me."
"I kneel to my daughter-in-law, not my love rival." Fu Jingheng looked at Nangong Jue, "I took him away. I will give you a princess to put out the fire later. But Wen Jin is for my brother alone, and you can't eat it!"
Nangong Jue shrugged, "You can take the person away. Return the military talisman to me. I will pick up Lao Wen back to Beijing."
"He has left the capital. You can't take this step back. I have taken your troops and you have become passive." Fu Jingheng said calmly.
"A war is never tired of deceit. If you go back on your word, what will you do to me?" Nangong Jue didn't care.
"If you don't get involved with him, it will be easier for you to deal with." Fu Jingheng heard the threat in Nangong's words and understood that he did not intend to let him go, so he pursed his lips and chuckled, "Is there a fire at the door of your hometown? Qin Huaisu
Are you having emergencies everywhere at your door? My sister is frightened and sick, suffering from high fever and convulsions. I wonder if she is feeling better now."
Nangong Jue's expression changed. He became nervous when his family was mentioned. He immediately felt that Fu Jingheng was cunning. He changed his unruly demeanor, put down the tea bowl, and said seriously: "How do you know this?"