When passing the mottled old palace wall on the Xuanwumen side, the familiar red walls and green tiles were flying backwards. On the mottled palace wall behind the rain-shielding pavilion, the graffiti that she had erased with wet lime appeared again.
It has been repainted with a brush.
Memories come flooding back like spring water.
When she was a child, she laughed happily, Wen Jin ran, Fu Jingheng chased her, and when she caught up, she held hands and ran and played in the palace. Grandma called her home for dinner, but they didn't seem to hear her. Grandma often found her in a corner and fell asleep when she was tired from playing.
After waking them up, they would criticize and carry them home with their ears raised. They would look at each other and say it was all your fault for being playful.
Wen Jin couldn't help but curl his lips when he remembered this.
Ever since he discovered that she was delivering a letter to his adoptive father, and Fu Chang had arranged for a craftsman named Biaozi to imitate Wen Jin's handwriting at his military plane to confuse him, they gradually became more and more estranged until they lost the puppy.
Chang Ning, Chang Yun, Ah Nai, she also exhausted all the courage to get close to him, and was exhausted by this relationship, so she chose to listen to her mother and settle down on a loveless marriage with Xue Qian.
She originally thought that there would be no further disturbance in her heart, but when she heard the news that Fu was seriously ill, she was still worried.
Lao Mo saw Lord Jin looking at the graffiti on the mottled old palace wall, "Master Jin, you erased these childhood graffiti that day. I was so sad. He came here in the rain after finishing the Guangdong and Guangxi prayer ceremony.
Here, he used a dagger to carefully scrape off all the plaster you applied bit by bit, so as to restore it to its original appearance. Unfortunately, some parts could not be restored, so he later repainted it with a brush of the same color. The graffiti from his childhood were related to him.
Talk about the most important thing."
In the midsummer afternoon, the drizzle relieved some of the heat.
After getting off the carriage, Wen Jin stepped on the dead leaves on the ground to the former residence of Leng Gong, the place where they grew up together during their unfortunate childhood.
Many people in the courtyard, including Yingying and Yanyan, were his concubines. Nishinomiya was trying to persuade him in a low voice, "Right now, you and my concubine are preparing for pregnancy. If you drink so much wine, it may not be good for you to get pregnant. You should take good care of your health."
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Fu Jingheng remained unmoved.
When Wen Jin heard this, his heart suddenly tightened and he hesitated again.
Lao Mo immediately whispered in Lord Jin's ear: "Don't listen to her nonsense. Your Majesty is not planning to have a child with her at all."
Fu Chang was also in the hospital and brought seven or eight famous doctors over. He knelt on the ground and burst into tears, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. My mother-in-law came to visit you just now and said that your condition is very bad. I found Guang
The famous doctor Li is here to check your pulse. Please ask these doctors to take a look!"
As he said that, he looked at Fu Jingheng's cheek, thinking that the king might have lost his breath, but Fu Jingheng remained silent.
Fu Chang winked, and the few imperial doctors he brought went to check the king's pulse. When they saw the pulse and found that the person was dying, they immediately became mournful. He is the oldest among the current princes. Your Majesty.
If it collapses, he can take up the responsibility.
Xia Ranshuang looked anxious, asked the maid to caress her, and then walked to the cold palace, saying: "You must not ask them to check for pulse. If you find out what's going on, what can you do?"
Duanmufu saw several imperial doctors, all men, coming over in huge crowds. She had stage fright, her husband was seriously ill, and the King of Nanfan was powerful. She was really scared, and she trembled: "What are you doing!"
Wen Jin's eyes fell on Fu Jingheng, who was sitting at the bottom of the corridor. Just like the day they first met, he had just been beaten by Fu Chang and Fu Chang's minions, and he was huddled at the bottom of the corridor with wounds all over his body. It was the same now.
, Fu Chang instigated several of his dogs to take advantage of the opportunity to bully the emperor. Wen Jin's instinctive desire for protection was immediately aroused. She did not allow anyone to bully Fu Jingheng, not before and not now!
"Don't go near him! Don't be rude to him!"
Wen Jin said sternly, gave Chang Lin in his arms to Xia Ranshuang, then lifted up his clothes a little and stepped into the cold palace courtyard. Although he was not tall, he stood in front of the emperor without fear, pointing the way of several imperial doctors.
stop.
Her voice was very soft, but she had a courage that could not be ignored. Several imperial doctors were stunned and did not dare to take another step forward.
Fu Jingheng heard her voice and curled his fingers slightly. Why is she here? Is...does it still have some weight? Isn't she completely dead in her heart?
Fu Chang also looked at Wen Jin and said, "It's you, sister Jin'er from my uncle's family. How are you, Chang Lin?"
He said with a sinister smile.
Wen Jin remembered her hatred for Chang Lin when she was pregnant with Chang Lin for seven months and was kicked in the abdomen by a killer arranged by this person, causing Chang Lin to have a disease in his left knee. She hated this person from the bottom of her heart and vowed to kill him with her own hands.
Revenge, take this revenge seriously and it would be a shame not to avenge it!
"Chang Lin is naturally fine. Is your arm fully healed?" Wen Jin asked him.
The King of Nanfan remembered that time at the Nanxi Hunting Ground, he had planned to take advantage of the Emperor's serious injury to beat the Emperor in hunting and take the lead. As a result, Wen Jin's small umbrella came down the wind, causing him to fall off his horse and cripple his arm, which he nursed for several months.
She felt that the movement of her arms was not smooth, and she also hated Wen Jin in her heart. She was just waiting for an opportunity to repair her properly, "Your body is not feeling well. I kindly asked a famous doctor to come over and check your pulse. Why did you stop me?"
?Can you afford the consequences of delaying diagnosis and treatment?"
"Guangli Palace has a hospital. There is no need for the charlatan you invited to take the emperor's pulse. If the pulse is good, everyone is fine. If it's not good, can you make it clear!" Wen Jin did not give in at all, "I don't know if your doctor is here.
Lu, any doctor wants to get close to the emperor!"
Seeing the opportunity, Fu Chang raised his chin to several imperial doctors and said, "Look at the pulse. For the emperor's dragon body, don't deal with this little girl and delay the opportunity. The imperial hospital is already intact! Only this king will do it for the dragon body."
Put the rules aside.”
"Yes, Prince of the feudal lord." Several imperial doctors came forward again.
Wen Jin said: "Old Mo, Qingliu, Zishu, you guys will keep a close eye on your Majesty. Zhou Baolin, take a few girls with you and bring the brooms to sweep the floor with me and sweep out the rubbish."
"Okay, Lord Jin." Zhou Baolin was Wen Jin's apprentice and the top liberal arts student in the class that taught Shopee Wonton making. He especially listened to his master's words. Anyway, his master took the lead in the uprising, and they all became brave.
Suddenly, the girls became a small group. Xia Ranshuang was also very happy to see Wen Jin's positive guidance to the concubines. She couldn't help but feel a little sore in her eyes. The harem should be so united and harmonious.
Wen Jin first picked up a broom and hit Fu Chang on him. The beating made the Nanfan King very speechless. Zhou Baolin was not to be outdone. Together with several palace concubines, they all picked up brooms and swung at the imperial doctors. They were so cute.
A girl looks good when she hits someone. As a concubine, she has a high status. She didn't dare to fight back when she was beaten, so she just ran away covering her head and face.
For a while, several imperial doctors were sent running around by the broom, saying as they ran: "Master Jin, be sensible and speak your words carefully. We are all respectable people. You are still the imperial master!"
"Master, get out of class is over. I am the imperial guard." Wen Jin said.
The King of Nanfan was also humiliated by the broom. His face was extremely angry. He snatched the broom away and still dropped it to the ground. Wen Jin slapped him on the face and said: "Xue Ning dropped five stones."
It confuses your mind. The Five Stone Powder is so difficult to obtain. You and Empress Dowager Lou must have helped her carry it as private goods! You want to return! I will expose you! Does the death of the late emperor have anything to do with you?"
Fu Jingheng had raised his cheek since Wen Jin picked up the broom, leaned his head against the wall, and looked at Wen Jin's rage with half-squinted eyes, with a smile on his lips and interest in his eyes.
The King of Nanfan was stunned when he was slapped in the face, "You slapped me in the face?! I'm your brother after all! You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! What does the late emperor's death have to do with us?
! Can Taifu just talk nonsense? Today, I will check the pulse of the dragon body for you to make sure."
Wen Jin just couldn't stand Fu Chang leading people to bully Fu Jingheng. After all, she was still the little girl who risked everything to protect him when she was a child. She lost her mind, pulled out a dagger from her sleeve, and stabbed Fu Chang's abdomen with a sneer.
, the white knife went in and the red knife came out, "If you take one step closer to him, I will kill you."
The world has become quiet. Wen Jin got into trouble. She committed a murder to protect Fu. The people she cares about are hurt, and she will really become someone she feels strange to.
"Ah!" King Nanfan retreated hurriedly, and several of his imperial doctors came over to see his injuries, "You are crazy! Stabbing the king of the feudal lord is a capital crime of beheading. Someone, come and take her down for me!!
Soon after, Fu Chang's envoy came over to capture Wen Jin.
"How dare you touch my woman? I'm tired of living."
Fu Jingheng's voice sounded softly, hoarse with a cold hangover.
Everyone was shocked and knelt down one after another.
Wen Jin stood there holding the bloody dagger, trembling with fear. His voice made her startled, and she didn't dare to look back at his face for a moment. After all, she had made great determination to separate from him, but she showed
Such a loss of calm.
The King of Nanfan's face turned pale. Your Majesty... is in good health. "Your Majesty, Wen Jin stabbed me in the lower abdomen."