Although Fu Jingheng said it lightly and it had nothing to do with him, that woman was his wife who was exposed to the world in order to gain fame. She had an affair with a servant and gave birth to a child weighing nine pounds. Even a man should not be able to bear it, let alone him.
emperor.
It's not that he's jealous, he knows his own inner feelings. He doesn't feel jealous when Duanmu sleeps with a man. It's the anger of being deceived and tricked, and it's the disgust deep in his heart! Taking up his resources in his palace is a great shame and humiliation for him.
Deeply angry!
The fact that Xiao Su had hidden the whereabouts of Wen Guang in his heart seemed less hateful. In comparison, the little thing was much cuter, clean and pure, and respected his duties. Except for Luo Hong, who challenged his virginity complex and was nowhere to be found...
He really didn't know which young master she had lost her love to. He used to think it was Jiang, but now he doesn't know if it was because she didn't understand when she was a child and was taken advantage of by Lao Wen, or if he was one of the drunken nights who gave her to... him
It is true that she had the habit of drinking when she was young, and she got her drunk once or twice. Recently, she stopped drinking because of Wen Jin.
Fu Jingheng put Jin Changzai's green card in his sleeve, and his handsome face sank. The saint was beautiful outside, but ruined inside. The scandal in the palace was contributed by the Queen of the West Palace whom he had exposed to the world.
I thought that the saint was some kind of reserved and noble beauty, but in the end, she just left with the lowly servant, and she didn't pick anyone.
"Go to the West Palace, expose her, and help you up."
Fu Jingheng was too lazy to look at Pearl anymore, it was just a fish that had already bitten the hook. But everyone present knew that he was talking to Pearl, and he was mentally obsessive. The entire West Palace character was dirty in his heart.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Zhuer was overjoyed and her heart beat wildly. She will soon be the Queen of the West Palace! Your Majesty will help her become the Queen!
"Little four, go and invite your mother, the Empress Dowager, and Imperial Master Duanmu to come to the Jinhua Palace in the West Palace to sit down and have a little gathering."
The emperor ordered the eunuch at the door and took the dragon boots out of the imperial study, preparing to cross the Qinghu Lake to the Jinhua Palace on the west bank.
When passing by the Fengqi Hall of the Middle Palace, I stopped in front of the house where I lived with Jin Changzai.
Looking at the Central Palace not far away, in the early morning, the pomegranate flowers were in full bloom in the courtyard. There were still crystal dewdrops on the stamens after last night's rain, and there was a smoky smell from cooking in the small kitchen.
His eyes were moist and his stomach was hungry. He wanted to have breakfast with Jin, Grandma, and Chang Lin. There would have been Chang Yun and Chang Ning, but he couldn't let go of the imperial power and lost a pair of dragons and phoenixes.
Just for a bitch who was so despicable as to steal people, she gave up again and again, hurting Wen Jin.
He has always been the most face-conscious, but in the end he was really shameless. Duanmu, who was held in high esteem by him, was filled with cold water and ridiculed.
To protect the country's prestige and destiny, he really became extremely hypocritical. He won the world with a saint, but behind closed doors, there was only chicken feathers everywhere.
Only when he is with Wen Jin, is he real, flesh and blood, talking and laughing.
I want to see her, but I can’t wipe my face away! I need to cool down, but I can’t cool down after just one night. She didn’t take the initiative to come to him. If she suddenly appeared at night, he wouldn’t refuse! I miss her so much... too
I want to have a son...
He couldn't calm down very much. Nishi Gong's style made him feel that Wen Jin was extremely precious. She had never left him for so many years, but she said last night that she would stop here, on this midsummer rainy night.
She gave up on him for the first time!
The fourth son was the little eunuch who opened the curtain outside the royal study room. Hearing this, he slipped to the Chengqian Palace to invite his mother, the Empress Dowager Xia Ranshuang. He went to the official road and stopped the old Imperial Master Duanmu Lin who was going to the Jinluan Palace to attend court.
Xia Ranshuang was delighted, "Heng'er took the initiative to make an appointment with the Ai family? Gathered with Fu'er's family. Where did the sun come out? Is this a prodigal son who finally repented and planned to favor his wife, and broke up with the little goblin in the middle palace?"
The old Imperial Master also smiled and said: "I don't know what kind of happy event it is. Your Majesty has sent word to meet you at Jinhua Palace early in the morning. Maybe Fu'er prayed for the people or did some good deeds that were virtuous and won people's hearts. Your Majesty was moved.
Want to commend her? The emperor and empress are really harmonious and the couple has deep love!"
Xia Ranshuang nodded repeatedly, "This child Fu'er has always been dignified, virtuous, and self-loving! As a saint of Guangli Kingdom, she is a model that all women should emulate!"
The Empress Dowager, the Imperial Preceptor, and their entourage drove to Jinhua Palace in a mighty manner. They took the largest boat. Their faces were full of joy. The big boat stirred up the lake water ten feet high, and the waves were full of joy.
Lao Mo came back from inquiring about the news in the middle palace. He hurriedly ran to the holy driver by the lake to report, his shoes almost ran away, "It's not good, Your Majesty, it's not good! It's terrible! Lord Jin wants to make peace.
You are going to be a widow! Master, she has packed all the little burdens!"
All the little baggage is packed...
Did she carry that little baggage when she brought her baby home?
Fu Jingheng's face was suffocated. He was at peace in the middle palace, stealing people in the west palace, floods in Guangdong and Guangxi, civil war in Lishan Mountain, and rebellion by the king of the southern vassal. He didn't know which one to do first. His life was so damn fulfilling.
But it seems that after thinking about it, all I can think about is the middle palace. The middle palace is unstable and I have no intention of doing anything else. "Tell me more!"
"Jin Zhu'er went home in the rain last night. The road was slippery and she accidentally fell down the stairs! Her little face was scratched and her face was bruised. Her right wrist was also broken. Judge Zhang said that she might never be able to do anything again in this life.
She can write well! She has lost half of her life! How can it be a companion reading if she can't write! How can a little nerd be a little nerd if he can't write!" Lao Mo was very sorry, "My master likes writing and drawing the most.
, my master’s paintings are better than yours, what a pity.”
"I fell down the stairs and broke my wrist. I will never be able to write well in this life?!"
Fu Jingheng's heart suddenly tightened. Last night, he and Duanmu Fuli were watching the rain on the corridor. He watched her walk away alone in the rain. He thought she was familiar with the road. She had an umbrella and there would be no problem. Why did she just go up the stairs?
Fell!
Strong self-blame swept up from the bottom of her heart. She asked him to help her pick up the umbrella, but he ignored it and asked her to pick it up by herself. She really didn’t know what she was doing last night! Was she competing with her wife? He won the fight, and then what?
!
"Why didn't anyone report that she fell? Are all the servants in the palace dead? I arranged two hundred servants and no one came to tell me that she was injured!"
"Your Majesty... It was you who neglected Lord Jin. How dare your servants dare to bring trouble to someone you don't love? Yesterday, Lord Jin fell alone in the rain and became very embarrassed. Yun Si helped her
Returning to the middle palace, Yun Si said that when they met, Lord Jin was blowing his wrists and rubbing his wrists." Lao Mo anxiously passed the message, "Your Majesty, please go and see Lord Jin quickly.
Well, I’m afraid I’m just sad.”
Blow it by yourself, rub it by yourself, such a helpless little pitiful...
Fu Jingheng tightened his hands into fists, feeling extremely distressed.
"伝偲?" Fu frowned, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, "I think Jiang is here too. When she needed someone the most, Jiang gave her warmth. Where was I at that time?"
"You were hesitating under the small Buddhist hall whether to go to the West Palace to drink! Peach Blossom Brew." Lao Mo reminded, "What should I do? You were immediately outclassed by Chiang Kai-shek! You are a widow based on your strength. Maybe Lord Jin has saved enough.
disappointment…"
"Shangzhong Palace." Fu Jingheng's eyes suddenly moved, he put aside his face, and put everything to cool down behind his head. Her wrist was broken, what was he cooling down!
He stepped into the middle palace with his dragon boots, and all the slaves knelt down one after another, seeing the nervous expression on the Lord's face.
He stepped on the fallen leaves and walked through the arch and passed the corridor. His long legs hurriedly walked all the way. In the midsummer morning, he walked so fast that he even lifted up the hem of his clothes. When he came to the door of his bedroom, he stopped hastily. His heartbeat was racing and he didn't dare.
Looking inside, because he was afraid that Wen Jin was no longer in the house, he didn't like the empty feeling of no one at home, so he lowered his voice and asked Lao Mo, "Look first, is she... still there?"