Old Mo took a quick look and recognized the West Palace. At this time, the Lord was not on good terms with Lord Jin, and he lacked care. Old Mo was partial to Lord Jin in his heart, fearing that the Lord would have a good impression of the West Palace and be taken advantage of and captured.
Jun Xin hurriedly said: "It's raining too much, so I can't see clearly. Master, why don't you go back to the study first, and I will find out who it is and then report to you."
But Fu Jingheng said, "Go through the corridor of the Buddhist hall and have a look."
Lao Mo gritted his teeth and had no choice but to hold an umbrella and go over. He said with a smile: "Maybe I heard that you often pass by here and would like to come and meet you."
Entering the corridor, Fu Jingheng stood tall and tall, standing by the door and looking into the Buddhist hall to look at the man kneeling on the ground. He had always known that he had a harem, and walking around talking about romance was not considered clean, but he was nostalgic for the past.
, does not like to change partners, and he is somewhat averse to having relationships with different women. Waking up in a different woman's bed every day makes him uncomfortable, and he is used to waking up next to Chang Lin's mother's neck every day.
Physically, only Su Wenjin and... Duanmufu were there. Most of the other women were left out. He had long been used to women vying for his attention. There were quite a few who gave him handkerchiefs and sachets. Today, those who took advantage of the floods in Guangdong and Guangxi were considered
Quite high-end.
"Who is there, look back."
Duanmu Fu was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly stood up and knelt down beside Fu Jingcheng's boots obediently. He raised his face and looked up at the tall man. He was dignified and handsome. He was the yearning of women all over the world. He occupied her whole body.
Her heart was about to jump out of her throat. The only person who could be his wife was Duanmu Fu. She couldn't help but said softly: "Your Majesty, it's Fu'er."
Fu Jingheng's deep amber eyes looked at Xi Gong. Her clothes were soaked by the rain, and her forehead was red from kowtowing to pray for the people of Guangdong and Guangxi. He suddenly ran away from Zhong Gong at night because of a disagreement with Wen Jin. It was an emergency. Xi Gong was there
Praying for the people here is not an accident. It should be to arrest him. After persisting for a while, he was lonely, raised his hand, and told her: "Get up."
Duanmu Fu stood up and stared at Fu Jingheng with red cheeks. His face was so cold, and he seemed to be able to see through all her little tricks, but his failure to see through made people feel that he was deep, "I won't disturb you, I"
Yes. I know you don’t like to see me. I’ve gone back to take care of Jiu’er. Jiu’er can’t live without me. The children all cling to their mothers.”
"Oh. You are very maternal." Fu was a little careless and never cared about Jiu'er. Zhu'er asked Lao Mo how many times he could drink from Longjing in front of the rain. He was busy and didn't see Zhu'er.
"I love children very much! It would be great if Your Majesty could take time to spend time with us mother and daughter... Jiu'er is almost two months old and is already looking up well."
"Busy. No time."
"I, my concubine, have resigned..." Duanmu Fu also felt sour in his heart. He spent time with the concubine in the middle palace every day, so he wanted to leave. This Buddhist hall is a must-go place from the royal study to the middle palace. Your Majesty.
She has been staying in the middle palace recently and passes by here every sunset and night. She has been coming to the Buddhist hall to pray for the people every day. The emperor has paid off and her dedication on a rainy night has been seen by the emperor.
Seeing that she was leaving, Fu Jingheng was trying to tease him, and pursed his lips without calling her.
Duanmu Fu took two steps, then stopped there with a blushing face, staring at Fu Jingheng and seducing him with his eyes.
"Aren't you leaving? I didn't keep you."
"Your Majesty..." Duanmu Fu said coquettishly.
Fu Jingheng chuckled, "Yeah."
Nishimiya was so red because of his charming voice, and the word "um" made her heart beat faster.
Fu Jingheng also remembered that Duanmufu once made Wu Xin of Broken Jade Pavilion kill Wenjin's puppy, and he always disdained her character, but today she prayed for the people on a rainy night, which really moved him, or maybe it was
Because Su Wenjin and he were not of the same mind, he got some cheap comfort and sense of accomplishment from Duanmufu. At least the palace would not flatter him so much.
"You come every night?"
"Yes. As your wife, I should help you solve problems. Recently you have been busy with the floods in Guangdong and Guangxi. I hope I can help you." Duanmufu said slowly: "As a saint of Guangli, I pray for the people.
It is my unshirkable responsibility as a concubine. Also, my father ordered my brother to join the army investigating Lishan, and I am determined to completely eradicate Wenguang for you!"
"Thank you for reminding me. I remember Duanmu's contribution." Fu Jingcheng frowned and became impatient with his request for credit. "The child was baptized a few days ago. In order to stay in the middle palace, I slapped you and asked you to go to the side hall.
Wronged?"
"I'm not wronged. I know you like Sister Wen. I and the women in the harem will give way to Sister Wen. Sister Wen has paid a lot for you, which is not what we can compare with." Duanmufu said with pitiful eyes.
There were tears.
"It still sounds like you're trying to compromise, why?" Fu Jingheng asked.
"Because I love you." Duanmufu answered without hesitation.
Fu Jingheng was disappointed. It was easy to say the word "love" and it was boring to hear it. He didn't know what it felt like for Su Wenjin to say "I love you" at the right time. He smiled and said, "Go back and rest early."
Duanmu Fu threw himself into the emperor's arms, pressed his cheek against his chest, listened to his steady heartbeat, and asked bravely: "Your Majesty... do you love Fu'er?"
The fragrance on her hair was quite strong. Fu Jingheng frowned after smelling it, and then remembered Wen Jin's good-smelling girl's body fragrance.
After Fu Jingheng left, Wen Jin found that he had forgotten to take out an important booklet, so he put it on her desk. She asked her grandma to help take care of Chang Lin. She followed her under an umbrella to deliver the booklet to the small Buddhist hall.
Here, the rain was blown by the wind, and the skirt and embroidered shoes were soaked. The wind was so strong in the summer night that I could hardly hold the umbrella. Unexpectedly, I saw Duanmu Fu leaning his rich cheek against Fu Jingheng under the corridor of the small Buddhist hall.
In arms.
The girl was asking him if he loved her, looking very shy.
He was also quite patient and really considered it.
So what is Su Wenjin? Yes, she is a concubine brought to her door by herself without a matchmaker.
Fu Jingheng raised his hand and finally landed on Duanmufu's shoulder. He whispered: "I was curious."
Probably after she knelt down in front of Da Ying, and after she killed Wen Jin's Ah Da, she was extremely disappointed.
Duanmufu was ecstatic, as being curious meant there was hope.
Like a sword thrust through the chest, Wen Jin was stunned. She heard it, and her strength was slowly drained away. She had never been curious about men other than him in more than ten years, but he was curious about others. He was curious about the man who killed her puppy.
The woman was curious. It turned out that she was not the only one.
That’s right, how can there be any saint among the countless beauties who can only be mentioned by one person?