"You just like to say these sweet words. How can I be fooled by you? It would be more practical if I build two more schools to help you share the burden." Wen Jin also leaned against the wall, and the two of them got along with each other in a rare and calm manner, which they haven't had for a long time.
Such a peaceful scene, the past two years have been really bad. "Don't try to trick me into continuing to be your mistress. I've had enough of such a life without a future. No matter how loud your parrot crows, it won't work anymore."
"Well, I won't be my mistress anymore," he said.
"Um..." She didn't understand, but he only said half a sentence. She didn't ask and said softly: "Okay."
His illness revealed the truth to both of them. He was not as separated as he said. Nor was she as good as she said she could never see each other again. She had given birth to one child and had two abortions for him.
, as a result, she has always been nameless and statusless. In fact, she is quite unwilling to do so, and she always feels pressured there.
"Thank you very much for taking over the responsibility of being a teacher and running around building schools for me. Young people should work harder to realize their self-worth. Guangli will become more and more prosperous." Fu Jingheng looked at the rockery in the drizzle.
"I am very worried about the lack of talents in recent years. There are no outstanding people selected by the scientific examination. It is better to start from childhood and study more. If the general improvement is improved, the number of talents will increase accordingly. Yu Zhen is thirteen, I am interested
Keep it in the imperial study and cultivate it personally in front of the emperor."
"Well. It has always been Yu Zhen's dream to serve the emperor. If he can serve in front of the emperor, he will be very happy." Wen Jin glanced at Fu Jingheng quietly, "The children in our family are all motivated, Yu Zhen will
A good performance. I am confident!"
"Yeah." Fu Ye looked at her. She hurriedly averted her eyes and told him to catch her. He suddenly leaned over and asked, "How many pounds have you lost? You have lost weight."
"Ninety-one. You have sharp eyes."
"Last time I asked you, you were ninety-three and lost two kilograms. In fact, it is not good to be too thin. It is better for girls to be fatter, as they are the most beautiful." Fu Jingheng held her hand, holding it a little hard, and pressed her fair skin
There were some red marks on the back of the hand, "If you don't go to grandma, you know what I mean. There's no need to go around and around. Go back to your palace. Don't you have any physiological needs?"
"do not talk..."
"You didn't?"
"No. Don't look at me...close your eyes..."
"Yes. Mrs. Xiao Su is too restrained. It's normal to have talent. It's not a lie."
Wen Jin did not take her hand away from his. She looked carefully at the red wine spots on his body, and her cold eyes were also covered with red threads. She choked and said: "Can you stop drinking in the future? Drinking is not good. I
I’ve said it a thousand times.”
"You won't drink when you are by my side." Fu Jingheng smiled at her, "I have no other hobbies, you and wine, and the study. When you are not here, there is only wine, and you don't want to go to the study. In the past three days, I have experienced
On that dark rainy night when you fell down the stairs, how desperate it was to keep calling my name. It turns out that when we are desperate, everyone is the same. They will keep calling the name of the person who will not appear, hoping that she will appear immediately, and nothing else will happen.
critical."
Wen Jin's eyes were sour, "Whose name did you call?"
"It's not yours." Fu looked at her expression carefully and saw the pain and depression in her eyes. He chuckled softly and said, "Su Wenjin, Su Wenjin, Su Wenjin, Su Wenjin..."
Wen Jin was a little dazed by his hoarse voice. Fu Jingheng put his hand on her shoulder. She helped the drunken man back to the middle palace. The maids and slaves knelt down one after another. Fu Jingheng passed a door and waved his hand to ask the servants to go down.
He walked into the bedchamber with his dragon boots, but Lao Mo was waiting at the door. Sister Zhao carried Chang Lin into the bedchamber.
Wen helped Fu into the bed and made him sit on a chair. She moved a small chair and sat at his feet. She picked up the medicine box and removed the gauze on his hand that was stained with blood, and removed the gauze and wound.
The adhesion could not be removed for a while. Wen Jin looked at the piercing wound and her eyes were sore. She raised her eyes and asked him: "Does it hurt?"
Fu Jingheng nodded, "The pain is so severe that I can't stand it."
Wen Jin took a candy ball from his lapel and gave it to him, "Eat a candy to distract yourself."
Fu Jingheng lowered his hand and took her hand to take the candy ball from the icing into his thin lips. His lips touched Wen Jin's fingers. Her hands trembled slightly, then she lowered her head with a dizzy face to help him treat the wound, and dipped some water on it.
Wet the gauze adhering to the wound to separate it from the wound. Then he took off the gauze and applied the wound medicine prepared by Zhang Tingxin. He applied the medicine to the wound and wrapped it with gauze.
Then he said to him: "What do you want to eat? I will go to the small kitchen to cook something for you. If you don't eat for three days, please eat something lighter."
"Longevity noodles. I didn't eat them for my birthday." Fu Jingheng said, "Give me some more."
"That will take a long time. Making noodles." Wen Jin frowned, and Fu lowered the corners of his mouth in disappointment. Wen Jin felt a prick in his heart, "Okay, I'll cook longevity noodles for you. It's not that I don't want to do it because it's troublesome.
, I just want to make something simple for you to eat earlier.”
"Yeah. Thanks for clarifying."
"You go and clean up. Is it okay to be alone when you're drunk?"
Fu Jingheng shook his head and said, "That's not possible. If you're tired, please wash it for me and then go cook the noodles."
Sister Zhao hugged Chang Lin and fled to the flower hall outside the dormitory. She shook Chang Lin and looked at the murals. She shook Chang Lin every time the child made trouble.
Wen Jin said, "Ask Lao Mo to accompany you."
"want you."
Wen Jin couldn't avoid the emperor's request and helped Fu Jingheng to the bathroom. He took off his belt and could see clearly the clear water buried his strong waistline.
When Wen Jin cleaned him, he was very reserved and restrained. She deliberately avoided the hot place. They didn't speak. You could hear each other's breathing getting heavier. His lines were perfect. She felt a little dry for no reason. She couldn't avoid touching him when she bathed him.
When he touched his skin, he clenched it with his fists. He kissed her forehead first. She was evasive at first, but he pecked her forehead and cheek again and again, making the bathing process become difficult.
Later, after wearing obscene clothes, he simply hugged her body and kissed her out of the bathroom. He stumbled and kicked over an antique vase, and pressed her on the bed. They kissed her out of control. He put his hand on her leg and said: "
I can't stand it anymore...I've been ignored for too long..."
Wen Jin was scared to death, "I'm engaged."
Fu Jingheng left her for a moment to let her breathe, and then kissed her hard. He said: "I divorce her. Hand over the divorce letter immediately. Give it to me once."
Wen Jin's eyes were half-squinted after being kissed. His words brought her back to reality. She was shocked. Divorce his Western Palace? Duanmu Fu who made him the saint of the world? He didn't care about the fate of the country or the prestige of the country.
Well, the cool breath invaded her mouth, he deepened the kiss, Wen Jin pushed him away, "You are drunk, I will cook noodles for you. You take a rest."
"Well..." Fu Jingheng didn't force her. He licked his lips, his Adam's apple slid, looked at her red and swollen lips, and took a breath.
Wen Jin straightened out the clothes that were wrinkled by him, and then went to the kitchen in confusion. His kiss and hug just now were very urgent, and she herself was not unresponsive.
Fu Jingheng followed her, and said to Lao Mo in a deep voice when he went out: "Submit a letter of divorce to Jinhua Palace on the west bank of Daoqing Lake, and tell the head of Jinhua Palace that from today on, we are no longer together. She will be in my thoughts. It will be beneficial for her to retire in Jinhua Palace."
Wen Jin walked not far ahead and heard Fu Jingheng's words. She did not expect that he actually took Xi Gong out of the hall.
When Mo Gan handed the divorce letter into Duanmu Fu's hand, Duanmu Fu was silent while holding the divorce letter, with a dead look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.