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Chapter 323 Before Returning to Beijing

"Yes." Wen Jin sat down, and the emperor took her right wrist and rubbed it for a moment. She was in pain and wouldn't let him touch it. He kindly asked his servants to bring several plates of small desserts and put them in front of her.

There was a plate of hawthorn cake that was confusing to both of them, as if asking her to watch the fun. Wen Jin did not gloat about his misfortune. He was not happy, and she had nothing to be happy about. She had complained and hated her, and decided to leave, but she still liked him.

A good marriage, not an unhappy marriage.

Duanmu Fu was in a state of confusion. He approached the emperor and saluted, "I, my concubine, see you, your Majesty."

Fu Jingheng said to Duanmufu very gently: "Get up, you don't look very good. There is no blood on your lips. You haven't put on rouge? Go and put some on it, don't lose the dignity of the queen."

Duanmufu was afraid of the emperor from the bottom of her heart. She sat in the dressing mirror and wiped some rouge on her lips. The bright red color covered her lips that had lost all color. She came over and offered tea to the emperor, the queen mother, and her old father.

Gave tea to Wen Jin. The emperor asked Lao Mo to test his tea with Silver Needle and gave it to Wen Jin. Duanmu Fu dug her long nails into the flesh of her palms. She held her lips and asked: "Your Majesty, you and the Queen Mother

There is also the imperial master, when did he come? I didn’t hear the report from my subordinates, so I was far away to greet you."

"I've been here for three-quarters of an hour." Fu Jingheng casually put his slender fingers on the armrest of the seat, "I see you're busy and I didn't ask anyone to disturb you. Are you in a bad mood today? Mother's love was forgotten in the small Buddhist hall last night.

Child?"

Three quarters of an hour.

Duanmufu's mournful bells tolled for a long time, that is to say, from the first cry of Jiu'er to the time when she and Liancheng were arguing about the word "press", Jun Shangjun was listening outside the door. Her eyes immediately turned red, feeling ashamed and remorseful.

Fear and many emotions suddenly came to her heart. In the disappointed eyes of her mother-in-law and father, she felt that she was insignificant and shameful. She called the emperor: "Ms. Gong..."

"Yeah." Fu Jingheng responded softly, "I haven't taken care of Jiu'er in the past two months. Before yesterday, I felt three to four points guilty in my heart, and wanted to come and see Su Wenjin without telling him. Now I don't feel guilty anymore."

When Duanmufu heard this, he felt even more regretful and found it difficult to say, "Ms. sir..."

Fu Jingheng stood up and walked slowly to Liancheng who was holding the baby. He pulled away the edge of the swaddling clothes to reveal Jiuer's face. He politely said to Liancheng: "This child's eyebrows are like Mr. Lian's, and his rich face is like Mr. Lian's."

Her mother, are you used to living in the palace with Lian Liansheng, and are you used to food and other such things? There are three people in the family. If you need anything, ask Lao Mo for it."

The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The emperor's sarcasm was truly poignant.

Lian Cheng's waxy face turned green and red. This was the first time he saw the emperor up close. The emperor even spoke calmly, but he was already frightened and incontinent.

Duanmufu's body became weak, so she called her slave: "Zhu'er, help me." After saying that, she stretched out her hand to Zhu'er and asked Zhu'er to help her.

However, Pearl rebuked her coldly and did not help her master. She said softly: "Do you think you are still as powerful as before? Bah."

Duanmu Fu's chest was filled with shock and anger. Pearl actually dared to disobey him. She held on to the edge of the table to steady her body.

Fu Jingheng glanced at the Queen Mother, Duanmu looked at him, and said with a warm smile, "Look, does Jiu'er look like his father, Mr. Lian? His eyebrows are very similar. His little face looks like Duanmu from time to time? It's a pity, not like me. Su Wenjin is a talented person.

Like me."

The tips of Wen Jin's ears felt a little hot.

Xia Ranshuang glanced at Jiu'er, feeling deeply humiliated, and turned away her cheeks, which felt hot.

Duanmu Lin stood up from the chair, opened his clothes and knelt on the ground, pressing his forehead to the ground, "Your Majesty, calm down!"

After saying that, he stood up, snatched the child from Liancheng's hand, raised it high, and threw it down hard. With a bang, the child was thrown onto the palace pillar by the imperial master. The bones on the top of his neck were still soft, and his brains were thrown out.

, Jiu'er was thrown to death by his grandfather. Jiu'er was finally freed and no longer had to be beaten by his mother-in-law. Jiu'er didn't know what he had done wrong.

The imperial master angrily scolded Duanmufu: "You evil girl! What a good thing you have done!"

The Imperial Preceptor's move was so sudden that everyone else was shocked except the emperor, who was calm and composed.

"Oh! What a pitiful baby." Wen Jin couldn't bear to see the innocent child being thrown to death. She burst into tears and couldn't help herself.

Fu Jingheng covered Wen Jin's eyes with his thin hands, "We finally avenged the puppy, huh?"

Liancheng crawled over and picked up his daughter, carefully holding her in the baby's swaddling clothes. He didn't dare to cry out. Tears streamed down his face. In his heart he called Jiu'er, daughter, Jiu'er...

Duanmu Fu usually humiliated his daughter, beating and calling her a bitch, but when his daughter was thrown to death by his old father under the emperor's sarcastic words, Duanmu Fu realized that the flesh that fell from his body would kill her.

She was thrown to death by her grandfather, and she suddenly felt pain in her heart. She suddenly realized that even though she beat and scolded her daughter, mother and daughter were still connected. She cried, she cried so hard, she yelled and threw herself at Jiu.

Holding her in her arms, she said: "Jiu'er, Jiu'er, wake up, my mother will give you milk to prevent you from starving. Jiu'er...Jiu'er...Baby, wake up."

...Baby..."

Duanmu Fu's heartbreaking voice continued in the palace for a long time, crying so desperately.

The emperor sat on the chair, put his hand on Wen Jin's back, and looked at her profile. After Lao Mo had finished cleaning up the blood stains on the child, and the child was wrapped in swaddling clothes and out of sight, he put

He let go of his hand from Wen Jin's eyes, her tears were felt in his palm, and he smiled softly, "There is no need to sympathize with the person who hurt you, she brought it upon herself."

Duanmu Lin knelt down again, put his forehead on the ground, and crawled at the emperor's feet, "Old minister, I accept my punishment. I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

Duanmu Fu cried for a long time and knelt down to the emperor's feet. She grabbed the hem of his clothes and said, "Your Majesty, listen to Fu'er's explanation. Everything Fu'er did was because Fu'er loved you too much. Please listen to Fu'er.

Please explain..."

Snapped.

A slap fell on Duanmu Fu's cheek.

Fu Jingheng used his anger to hit Nishimiya's face without directly touching her cheek skin, "Love me enough to let others play with you? Love me enough to ruin your character? Love me enough to abuse babies?"

"I was forced, it was Liancheng... it was Liancheng, this bitch, he raped me! He raped me!" Duanmufu pointed at Liancheng and said angrily.

"Stop pretending. I have slowly figured out what you have done in the past six months or so." Fu Jingheng gave a high-five, and Wu Xin from Broken Jade Pavilion and Zhu'er, the maid from the West Palace, came out and stood in front of Duanmu Fu.

In front of him, he came. Fu glanced at Wen Jin, who was dressed as a young lady. She was languid, as if she was enduring. Maybe too many clarifications were in vain, and she was in a hurry to leave. He smiled shyly and looked at Xia Ranshuang.

, "Do you still remember that on the day I married Duanmu, Jin Yatou's little puppy went crazy and attacked your good daughter-in-law who was pregnant with Jiu'er? At that time, the puppy asked the guards of the West Palace to kick her to death. At that time, your boss was furious and wanted to punish Jin Yatou.

?”

Xia Ranshuang nodded, "Remember. Why? Is there something hidden?"

Fu Jingheng looked at Wu Xin and said, "Tell the Queen Mother the whole story. After you explain it, I think you have done your best, so I will let you go home to serve your blind mother."

Wu Xin was particularly moved. The emperor was still sensible. She knelt down at the Queen Mother's feet and said, "The Queen Mother is so beautiful."

Xia Ranshuang listened attentively and said, "Speak quickly."

Duanmu Fu's heart was pounding wildly. She had forgotten the past that she had used five hundred gold ingots to bribe Wu Xin to frame Wen Jin. But she didn't expect that her husband was silently investigating her. This was what he called

Have you ever been curious, just to give Wen Jin justice? Just to kill her daughter to avenge Wen Jin’s puppy!

"You can use the kitten in Xigong as an example." Fu Bochan made a thin line, "She has raised a Persian cat named Hulu. She has had it for five years. She has a very deep relationship with her. Like Wenjin, she has

She was very sad when Ada passed away many years ago. Even though I gave her a Shih Tzu to make up for it, and she was still called Ada, but it was no longer the same dog."

Wu Xin went to hug the Queen’s Persian cat and purred in the cat basket.

Duanmufu clutched his heart and hissed: "I have lost my daughter, don't touch my kitten anymore. Your Majesty, don't touch my kitten. Please..."

"Queen, you should understand how it feels for a deeply loved man to lose his own flesh and blood and pets for another woman." Fu Jingheng said softly, "I owe her, you owe her, and the entire royal family owes her

!”

Wen Jin's eyes became moist as he thought of the sad past.

Duanmufu's eyes were blurred by tears, "Your Majesty, you are so cruel... I was bullied by Liancheng, shouldn't you make the decision for me!" The dirty water was poured on Liancheng, and Liancheng was beaten.

Said, "Speak, bitch, you speak, why don't you even dare to make a sound in front of him, are you still a man!"


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