-I want to swim in the lake with you, I want to watch the lanterns with you, I want to hold your arm and walk around aimlessly. If I get tired from walking, I want you to carry me on your back and keep walking-
They all remembered her words.
Wen Jin's eyes were a little hot. She walked over, lay down on his shoulder, and whispered: "Are you having a quarrel with your mother? I said it quickly at the banquet. In fact, I don't want you to be at odds with your mother. She is not easy either.
, we are all mothers, I understand her feeling of protecting you."
"It's such a big fuss, all the family members are torn apart, and the year has passed. I don't want her to interfere with my affairs. Originally, you and I were at peace with each other. You didn't ask about my external affairs, so it was considered harmonious. I wouldn't have done that.
This irreversible situation would have never reached the point where you would get married."
Fu Jingheng carried Wen Jin on his back. She was so light, which made his heart tighten.
"She and Duanmu are easy to preach. You know that I don't like to listen to others' preaching. I can listen to a few words from you, but I have no patience to listen to others."
Wen Jin rested her cheek on his shoulder, "Since you listened to me, I have to advise you to stop drinking. You really can't drink too much."
Fu Jingheng nodded, "Yeah. If you eat like a pig during the Chinese New Year, I will give up drinking from today on."
"I don't want to become a fat man."
"There's nothing wrong with being fat. It's not good that you don't have two ounces of meat on your body." Fu said, "It's better to be one hundred and ten pounds."
Wen Jin felt warm in his heart and sore in his eyes. He did not change his old habit and asked about his woman again, "Will Chu Qi marry her?"
"Yeah." Fu Jingheng responded, "The seventh day of the lunar month."
"Why don't you choose the sixth or eighth day of the lunar month? They both sound better and more auspicious than the seventh day of the lunar month." Wen Jin was puzzled.
"She was born on the seventh day of the lunar month." Fu said calmly.
"Oh." Wen Jin responded bitterly.
"It's up to her. There's no argument about this date. If I marry you, I have to argue with you and find Lao Xue to make a date." Fu Jingheng joked with her.
Wen Jin didn’t take it seriously.
"My dear, when we grow up, I will marry someone else. But I am greedy. Tonight I will take off Mother Jiang's jade bracelet from your hand and make you my woman again." Fu Jingheng turned his forehead and said to
She lightly touched his shoulder and said, "Will you be my concubine?"
Wen Jin didn't say anything, and then said for a long time: "Fu, for so many years, you are like blood imprinted in my bones. But I don't want to be a concubine. My mother was killed by a concubine. I have my bones. This time I helped
You don’t want to get anything, but we have been together for many years. I hope you can realize your ideals, and I know that I am not happy being your concubine, so I don’t intend to continue to wrong myself.”
Fu Jingheng said softly: "I'm sorry, marrying her is my decision. Even if she is not pregnant with my child, I will marry her. I remember I once said that I would marry you when I grow up. In fact, I can't
I have not forgotten it. But on the seventh day of the lunar month, I, Fu Jingheng, will let the world know that I have expelled the regent from the capital, and that I have obtained a saint, who is the rightful owner of this world!"
Wen Jin turned her cheek and looked at his handsome face, "Well, I didn't blame you. I won't let myself be a stumbling block for you anymore. Although I regret that I can't be your wife, there are always regrets in life.
.I feel relieved that you are doing well.
I have to work hard myself and live better and better. Hey, the results of Yuzhen Baoyintai College's exam will be out soon. Yuzhen said he performed very well. Lao Xue and I have also relaxed a lot. He is in front
Grandma and I live in the hospital."
"Well." Fu Jingheng asked softly, "Shall we take you to Daoqing Lake for a night tour and see the lanterns?"
Wen Jin nodded on his shoulder, "Yeah."
In the winter night, the frost and dew are thick, and the palace lanterns cast numerous shadows.
The emperor was like a young man who had just tasted love. He carried his little girl on his back and walked aimlessly in the imperial garden. He walked across the clear lake. The concubines on the west bank of the palace were envious. The emperor actually carried Wen Jin on his back late at night.
The moonlight is really incredible.
Probably when the fish belly turned white in the sky, Wen Jin yawned on Fu Jingheng's shoulder.
Fu Jingheng looked back at her, "Are you sleepy?"
"Hmm. So sleepy."
"Are you still close to the right person?"
Wen Jin got off his back and said, "Ah, twenty-eight decals. Alas, it's a pity that it's already the 29th of the New Year. It's past midnight."
"I have recently become accustomed to doing inappropriate things at inopportune times."
Fu Jingheng then ordered Lao Mo, Qingliu and others to prepare the door pair, Daofu, and Huahua Door God, who were ready and brought them over.
Wen Jin took a small brush and pasted door gods and decals everywhere in the palace. Fu Jingheng followed her like a senior servant carrying a bucket of paste. They pasted them beside the well, on the door of the dragon's dormitory, and on the pillars.
Pair.
When Wen Jin touched the door, the pads of his fingers were red, and his forehead was slightly itchy due to the hair. He raised his hand to wipe it, and the tip of his nose was also red.
Fu Jingheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw her cute and embarrassed face, "She's so stupid. She puts it on every year and makes her little face dirty every year."
Wen Jin said happily: "Brother Ah Heng, it's a Chinese New Year. I'm so happy that we are still making flowers together this year. We won't be able to be together after we get married. Ah Da has already given it to you. Chang Lin has to follow me."
Fu Jingheng's heart was throbbing, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist. It turned out that after getting married, they couldn't decorate flowers together. Why, "It's getting late, let's go and have a rest. Are you willing to enter the dragon's bed?"
Wen Jin didn't say anything, and took a small brush to stir up the paste in the bucket.
Fu Jingheng knew that the dragon bed where he and Duanmu slept was dirty to her.
Lao Mo was afraid that the two of them would be separated, so he immediately said warmly: "Why don't you go to the political affairs pavilion behind Jinluan Palace to rest? It's quiet there and no female guests have been there."
Wen Jin hurriedly said, "How can a woman go to the Jinluan Palace? I'd better not make his mother displeased."
Fu Jingheng held Wen Jin's wrist and said, "Let's go to Fengqi Palace. We will spend the New Year at Fengqi Palace this year."
Wen Jin's heart moved. Fengqi Hall is the middle palace. The emperor built Fengqi Hall and Yingfeng Terrace in the middle palace to marry the queen. Duanmu once showed off in front of her that the emperor built Fengqi Hall and Yingfeng Terrace.
The purpose is to marry the saint.
"Is it appropriate to take me to your wedding room to celebrate the New Year?" Wen Jin hesitated, but driven by human nature, he actually had the urge to retaliate against Duanmu. Was he trying to relieve her anger? It turned out that he knew what she cared about.
After passing Yingfeng Terrace, Fu Jingheng took Wen Jin back to Fengqi Hall. The hall had been decorated with lights and colorful lanterns. The words "Double Happiness" were posted on the walls of the room. A wedding candle as thick as a wrist was placed on the table. Fu Jingheng lit the candle.
Said to Wen Jin:
"She is sleeping with your brother A'hen in your bed, and you are celebrating the New Year with her husband in her wedding room. To avenge you, I am willing to be your tool."
"Nonsense. What you said when teasing women sounds really nice." Wen Jin couldn't help but laugh when he exposed her worries. She looked around the wedding room and lifted a corner of the quilt. There were jujubes, peanuts, and longans pressed under the quilt.
, melon seeds and other fruits.
Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin in the wedding room, and suddenly felt longing for him. He suddenly walked over and hugged Wen Jin from behind. His hot breath fell behind her ear, "I have wronged you to be a concubine. How about you obey me?"
Su Wenjin, I... don't want to force you to make yourself hateful. How about you... just obey me? I miss you."
Wen Jin was suddenly hugged by him, his body tensed, and she was panicking. She tightly held the jade bracelet given by Mother Jiang on her wrist, "Xiao Jiang."
Fu Jingheng's shoulders stiffened when he heard the sound, "I'm going to take a bath. If you're sleepy, go to bed first. We'll talk tomorrow."
Wen Jin was indeed sleepy, so he put the jujubes, peanuts, longans, and melon seeds away from under the quilt and put them into a large fruit plate. Chang Lin had been placed in the baby's cradle, and was looked after by several wet nurses prepared by the emperor. Mrs. Liu
After being left at Liu's house, Wenjin picked up Chang Lin and fed the baby.
While breastfeeding, Fu Jingheng came out of the bath and did not shy away. He came over and leaned down to touch the little guy's face. Seeing that the little guy was enjoying the meal and almost fell asleep, he joked: "Let go of my wife."
The tips of Wen Jin's ears were also red, and her hands were sweating. After feeding the baby, she put it in the cradle and covered the baby with a quilt before she calmed down again.
Fu Jingheng picked her up, placed her on the wedding bed, and said with a smile: "It's time for the wedding."
Wen Jin panicked and wanted to hide, but Fu Jingheng put his hand on her back, restrained her in his arms, and forcibly took off the jade bracelet belonging to the Jiang family's daughter-in-law from her wrist. "It's only two days away from Yangzhou. You can stay with me until the beginning of the new year."
Come on, let me take good care of you and Chang Lin these days and pretend that we are okay. On the morning of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, I will ask someone to take you to Yangzhou."
Wen Jin struggled internally for a while, and finally nodded in his arms, "Yeah."
Fu Jingheng lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Go to sleep. I won't bother you tonight. I'm tired and scared all day long, so let's have a good sleep first. Think about it, how are you going to spend New Year's Eve?"
"It's just like last year. Grandma makes dumplings and we make trouble. I hide her rolling pin to make her annoyed. I can't find it anywhere. Do you remember what she said last year when she couldn't find the rolling pin? She said she would go back to Shandong if she didn't give it back.
Home." Wen Jin recalled the scene last year and couldn't help but smile.
Fu Jingheng also smiled, listening to Wen Jin talk about last year's New Year, as if they were fine. He never doubted her meticulous work this year, nor did he question that the child in her belly was not his, nor did his mother.
Come down to Hanshan Mountain.
After talking about it, Wen Jin fell asleep on the emperor's arm on the wedding bed where Duanmu Fu had longed for her.
In the hazy state, Fu seemed to rest his cheek on her shoulder, crying until he was silent. She vaguely saw him cutting a strand of his hair, and a strand of her hair, knotting it, and pressing it on his head.
Under his sleeves, his trembling voice could be heard in his ears, "My wife... the palace was never built for her..."