When Duanmu Fu heard the emperor's concern for her and his remorse, he felt happy in his heart. So what if he kicked the bitch's dog to death? The emperor would not let her down. No matter how much fun she played outside, she would still be the emperor.
The destined real wife is not something that those wild women outside can disobey!
Wen Jin saw that Fu was very concerned about Duanmu Fu and looked at the dead puppy in his arms. He couldn't help but feel sad. He said that Duanmu got pregnant because of being drunk. She couldn't do anything to him. They were both women.
She will also be a mother.
She didn't cry out that he was wronged on the occasion of his upcoming wedding. She didn't bark or make a fuss. Of course she could argue loudly that she didn't smell Duanmufu's sachet for the puppy, and she could also argue loudly that her puppy didn't know how to smell it.
If she goes crazy and attacks people, she can even cut open the puppy's stomach in public and let the hospital examine the food the puppy has eaten and the source of the food to see if there are any abnormalities. She has a hundred ways to cut herself open.
It took about half a day to complete a set of procedures. The auspicious moment passed. She may have won the truth, but she became a troublemaker who caused trouble on his grand occasion, making him look down upon by the officials. She couldn't do that. She hoped that they
We can build each other up instead of hurting each other.
The little puppy died, and she had the urge to decide whether to leave the palace or to fight Duanmu Gang. Fu was doting on her, and she could do whatever he wanted within the framework he drew. Duanmu could not do anything to her, but Duanmu would not
Living in anger will not make you happy. But Wenjin feels that serving one husband together is not the life she longs for.
Stepsister Xue Ning is smiling proudly.
The Empress Dowager's eyes were filled with contempt.
Duanmufu was so generous that she gained face in front of the emperor.
And the puppy she had raised for nine years died.
She is still sick and confused. She could do a lot, but she doesn’t want to do anything. She is so tired and the puppy in her arms is so cold. She wants to go back and take a nap. She will still be able to do it after the New Year.
She was going to have a trial class to teach students Chinese. It was a good opportunity for her to clear her name. She couldn't refuse the appointment with Taifu Su, but she felt so depressed and uncomfortable.
She said calmly: "I'm sorry. I was wrong. My little puppy scared the Queen and caused her to have fetal contractions. Let's see how she wants to punish me. Is she going to kick the owner of the dog to death as well?"
Fu Jingheng clenched his hands tightly, and she...actually admitted that she was wrong. She, who had always been stubborn, admitted that she was wrong. It was because she was extremely uncomfortable, and she probably didn't want to ruin the occasion for his sake.
Fu Jingheng's heart tightened, as if it was being tightened or pierced by something, and there was some pain in his breathing. He was the emperor, but he couldn't protect his woman's little dog, just because he was in front of the prime minister, the national master, and the sacrificial pavilion.
It seems crazy that he put aside his national marriage to handle the dog case.
Liu Rusu said, "Brother, let's get married first. I took Jin Yatou back, and we planned to keep it quiet when we came. She is sensible, and we two have swallowed it. You just have to be aware of it."
"Yeah." Fu Jingheng responded lightly.
Duanmufu hurriedly helped Wenjin up. Anyway, the beating relieved her anger, and he kicked her dog to death. The emperor was not angry with him, and Wenjin should stop worrying. Her purpose of teaching Wenjin a lesson was achieved. Wenjin
Jin also saw clearly who was the mistress of Guangli, and said gently: "Sister Wen, what are you talking about? The emperor loves you so much, and naturally I love you too much. I want to give my sister and my sister more."
The dog is apologizing. I just knelt down because of my physical inconvenience. This matter has passed, and I will not pursue it anymore. I believe that my sister is not bad in nature. On this occasion today, let’s make it a trivial matter!"
Wen Jin said in a deep voice, "Okay. I didn't take care of my puppy. I should have taken care of it and put the leash on it that it hates. Take care of it, and it won't die."
Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin. She stood there alone holding the dead puppy, her eyes lost their light. She had the kind of temperament that was always worth every penny, and she didn't want to be humiliated in front of others. She would get to the bottom of everything and get to the bottom of it, but today...
She admits her mistake without arguing or arguing, because she is desperate for him, thinking that he will not trust her, that he will not stand by her like before.
But what to do? For some reason, he couldn't tell her in front of others that he had discovered the saint's secret, so he couldn't alert her.
His attention was attracted by Duanmu Fu. Anyone who dared to play with Fu Jingheng and turned Fu Jingheng into a joke would be taken care of by him personally. Apart from being inseparable from Wu Meiren's affairs, what else had Duanmu Fu done? The Emperor
Suspiciousness broke out in all directions, and Wen Jin was told: "Go out with the dog first."
His voice was so cold, Wen Jin felt as if an arrow had hit her heart.
"good."
Wen Jin's back couldn't help but tremble, it was snowing outside, it was snowing heavily, and goose feathers were flying.
There was a smile of success in Duanmu Fu's eyes, "Sister, put on some clothes before going out, it's very cold outside."
Wen Jin stood by the Daoqing Lake, waiting for Yu Zhou to cross the lake. She was thinking about going back to Fengqi Palace, hugging Chang Lin, and then back to Wen's Mansion to see what kind of desolation the foster father's house had become and clean it up.
Grandma was by her side and suddenly stepped aside, as if someone was coming.
Wen Jin's arms tightened, and Fu Jingheng grabbed his small arm.
Wen Jin was slightly surprised. The great lama who was offering sacrifices to the king blew the auspicious trumpet, and then countless trumpets were blown. The auspicious moment for the national wedding had arrived.
Wen Jin and Fu Jingheng were startled at the same time.
-Jinmei, when I grow up, I want to marry you as my wife-
They all remembered what he said at his wedding.
They looked at each other, what could they say with a thousand words? She saw herself with red eyes in his eyes.
"Why did you come out? Go back quickly. Don't miss the right time." Wen Jin tried to speak calmly and urged him to go back. She would not argue or make a fuss today, swallowing her grievances, just not wanting to delay his important event.
But it was so annoying. She was already very sad when he got married. Why did Duanmu kick her puppy to death today, making her seem ignorant even when he was arguing in public? She hated his Duanmu.
"How is the puppy?" Fu asked her.
Wen Jin's eyes were sore and she said bitterly: "My puppy... died. I hate the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. It turns out that the seventh day of the Lunar New Year is the death anniversary of my puppy."
Fu Jingheng immediately felt distressed. The whole world was waiting for him to get his name corrected by the national marriage, but all he could think about was her dead puppy. He actually wanted to change his career and go to Dali Temple as an imperial envoy to help her dog find out the truth immediately, "Yeah. I know.
.Don’t cry.”
"I originally planned to leave Ada alive for you, so that you wouldn't be so lonely." Wen Jin choked and said: "Brother Ahen, after my mother was killed, my dog was also killed.
Lost it. My enemies are better at it than me. But I have worked hard enough."
"Wen. I'm here."
"Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come. It's time to take Duanmu Fu to the top of the Jinluan Palace, stand up, and tell the world that the saint has returned to the surname Fu." Lao Mo reminded in a low voice, trying to be as quiet as possible, for fear of disturbing the two of them.
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Fu Jingheng held Wen Jin's arm tightly, "Good sister, can you wait for me for a moment? I have something to say."
He understood that Wen Jin was about to leave the palace. He understood that she was leaving for Yangzhou soon. She was sick and her puppy died. He really shouldn't leave with misunderstandings. He wanted to explain to her in detail that he was not wrong.
Trust her.
He knew that she did not encourage the puppy to harm anyone. Her puppy had lived with him in the Yongan Street Villa for two or three months. He knew that the puppy was very well-behaved.
And she was like a gentle kitten in his arms all the time. He was her witness. He rarely explained to women in a long way, but he especially wanted to explain to her. He didn't want her to be sick in the heavy snow.
He was confused, hugging the puppy, and walked away pitifully.
The lama's horn was blowing very fast, and the officials were rubbing their hands waiting for him, but he no longer wanted to be the emperor, her puppy died, and he actually had to marry another woman for the sake of imperial power, even if he didn't love him
That woman wants to be called a legitimate wife!
Wen Jin nodded, "Well, how long will it take?"
"Two hours. The ceremony here is over, I will come down from Jinluan Palace." Fu Jingheng said, "It is Si hour now. You have passed noon and wait until I arrive at noon."
Wen Jin was in trouble.
"Wait for me!" Fu Jingheng hugged her, "Imperial decree."