When they came to the small kitchen, Wen Jin poured some flour into the jade porcelain basin. Fu Jingheng came in wearing comfortable underwear and hugged Wen Jin from behind. He didn't want to touch her and had no intention of doing anything else. He put his chin on her fragrance
Looking over her shoulder, looking at her gentle profile, she raised her hand to hang the fallen hair behind her ears. Fu Jingheng was fascinated by her inadvertent tenderness.
He patiently watched her add water to the flour, knead the dough, and watched her stick the flour to her hair. He buried his cheek in her neck, smelling the scent of her body that fascinated him. He put his arms around her
On her waist, she said in a low voice: "Little Master Su, do you have time to take care of the harem part-time? It's less work and more money, and food and accommodation are included..."
Wen Jin's neck felt a little itchy, and for some reason, his heart started beating because of his words. He didn't dare to think deeply about it, but the process of cooking longevity noodles became difficult because he was wrapped around him. He said, "I miss you."
For the past three days, all I have been thinking about is you."
Wen Jin remained silent and finally cooked the noodles and asked him: "Where are you going to eat noodles?"
As I spoke, I realized that my voice was shaking a little.
"Go to bed." Fu Jingheng said.
When they returned to bed, they didn't talk anymore. She cooked longevity noodles for a long time today because he had been hungry for three days, so he cooked a large amount. Fu Jingheng looked at the noodles and looked at her, and he said: "
It's unlucky to break it. How can you inhale so much in one breath...you..."
Wen Jin couldn't help but laugh, "It's not my birthday anymore, just eat normally. How can I eat so many mouthfuls?"
Fu Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief and said to her: "Thank you. I thought you wanted to see me make a fool of myself. I almost used it in order to please you."
He drank for three days and felt upset in his stomach. He only took a few sips and then stopped using it. After Wen Jin persuaded him, he took another two sips and drank half a cup of tea.
Wen Jin went out to feed Chang Lin. When he came back, the emperor propped up his chin and looked at her carefully. He was really a boring person when he was alone. He could look at her quietly for a long time. She felt uncomfortable being looked at. He scratched her bun and said,
"It's time for me to go home."
Fu Jingheng suddenly clamped her waist and pulled her close, "I divorce everyone because I want you to, will I let you go?"
Wen Jin was a little nervous, "What are you going to do?"
Fu Jingheng stood up, looked around the room, and spotted a rosewood chair next to the small carved window. Hibiscus flowers were blooming outside, and the fragrance of flowers drifted over in the drizzle. He pointed at the chair and said, "Sit down."
"
Wen Jin didn't know the reason, so he also sat down.
Fu Jingheng coughed slightly, looked at the homely clothes he was wearing, and felt it was inappropriate, so he put on his dragon robe and jade finger ring. Then he stood solemnly in front of Wenjin and called her: "Su Wenjin."
Wen Jin nodded, put his hands on his knees seriously, and waited for his superior to speak. He didn't know what task he was going to assign, "Well, you tell me."
"I have been drunk for three days and have thought a lot about the former residence of Leng Gong. In the past two years, many estrangements have arisen between you and me because of Xi Gong. I have favored her because of the public support and the fate of the country. On this day that is of special significance to you
Being absent from your life has caused huge psychological trauma to you. I am also trapped in it, and I am heartbroken and regretful."
Fu Jingheng said slowly: "After careful consideration, I decided to take off the West Palace to remove the resentment between you and me. Let's start over from the present moment when you protect me from your former residence in the cold palace."
Wen Jin slowly tightened his hands, extremely moved, "What about the people's sentiments and the national destiny? What if there is a big trouble in the future."
"I am a man, so I will handle these matters. Since I can say goodbye, I am ready to bear the consequences. I hope you will find it worthwhile."
Fu Jingheng's palms were sweating slightly. He was not unconcerned about officials, people, public opinion, etc., but after these three days, he clearly realized that losing Wen Jin didn't seem to be a top priority, because although it was difficult to say it, he was physically
He can't live without her mentally, and he hopes in his heart that she will recognize him as someone worth trusting.
Wen Jin looked at him deeply, and was moved by the thought of starting over, "Well. I feel so confused..."
"I, Fu Jingheng, will not kneel to the sky or the ground. I will not kneel to the thieves and bandits when the country is destroyed. I will kneel to my father, my mother, and Su Wenjin, who has supported me."
Fu Jingheng said, holding the jade seal, he slowly knelt on the ground and handed the jade seal to Wen Jin.
"Su Wenjin, I swore when I was eight that I would marry you when I grew up. When you were fifteen, I put a red silk cover on your neck. This year I am twenty-seven and you are nearly twenty-four. I think I have waited long enough.
Well, it’s better to catch the sun than to hit it, let’s take this rainy afternoon on June 20th.”
Wen Jin was horrified when she saw the emperor kneeling. She quickly stood up and wanted to kneel down, but the emperor stopped her. She then sat back on the chair. She looked at the jade seal in his hand. Her heart was beating fast. She pressed her hand on it.
He asked in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty...what do you mean?"
"Su Wenjin, please marry me. Be my wife and the Queen of Guangli Kingdom." Fu Jingheng said seriously. He had thought carefully and it was not a child's play.
"Do you still want me to be the queen and take care of your mother and your concubines?" Wen Jin asked him in a rather informal way.
Fu Jingheng nodded: "Yes. Jin, I want to be your family member, sharing weal and woe."
There was a bang in Wen Jin's mind. She had been wondering for many years whether there would be such a moment when she became his wife. She did not expect that this moment would happen when she cooked a bowl of noodles and made her hair stranded.
It was such an ordinary rainy afternoon with flour all over the floor, June 20th, it was not a special day.
My eyes suddenly became very hot.
Wen Jin cried. She didn't know why she cried. Maybe it was something she had always wanted to get, but she thought she would never get it, but she suddenly got it. It was a surprise and bitterness. Her tears were streaming down her face, and she said: "You are drunk.
Fu Jingheng...don't talk drunkenly...how can you marry Su Wenjin who has no political benefits..."
"Drunk. But I know what I am doing." Fu Jingheng looked deeply into Wen Jin's eyes and placed the imperial edict on the title of empress that he had prepared earlier on the table. "I am your backstage. Xiao Su Taifu himself is himself.
Backstage! Mrs. Xiao Su herself is already worthy of my marriage! There is no need to depend on who her father is."
Wen Jin didn't read the imperial edict for a while, but the edicts were usually similar. She had heard of the imperial edict of the West Palace on the title of empress, and her own might be similar.
Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "The jade seal is your betrothal, and the falling rain is your charm. Marry me, and become a couple with me, so that I can legitimately become your man and your husband, okay?"
Wen Jin took the jade seal, which was as heavy as a small brick. The dragon pattern was extremely arrogant. She was quiet for a long time. Under his deep eyes, she finally said softly: "Let's try again. Fu... I will
I will leave it to you. I hope you will be kind to me. I am so scared, I am so scared..."
Fu Jingheng saw that she had caught the jade seal, and his hanging heart was relieved. He threw himself into her arms, his eyes red, "Find some time tomorrow and take me back to your home. Tell your mother in person that I am you."
Man, tell Xue Qian to go away, and tell him to go away as far as you want."
"Yeah. I'll take you home tomorrow. Let's explain the situation to my mother-in-law and say that we are together." Wen Jin stroked his hair.
Fu Jingheng felt particularly uncomfortable and asked her again: "Did he use his own chopsticks to pick up food for you that day?"
Wen Jin burst into tears and laughed. She really didn't expect that he still cared about this. She said: "Serving chopsticks."
Fu Jingheng raised his cheek and called her softly: "Queen."
Wen Jin's eyes turned red when she was called, "Don't do this..."
Fu Jingheng called her again: "Queen, Queen..."
Wen Jin simply covered her cheek, and Fu Jingheng slowly pulled her hand away from her cheek, then straightened up and kissed his wife.
Wenjin did not refuse and responded to his kiss. Fu picked up Wenjin and walked straight to the dragon bed. He loved her over and over again. From afternoon to night, he refused to let go of her. They had not known each other for a long time.
Such heartfelt joy was so tender. Afterwards, he held Wen Jin in his arms and said, "Let's have another child."
Wen Jin whispered: "I can't have children anymore."
"Let's try more." Fu Jingheng said softly: "Ask Zhang Yuanpian to treat you. Be good and give me a princess."
Wen Jin didn't say anything. He loved children so much, but he couldn't have one himself.
"When things in Lishan are settled and Lao Wen is dead, we will hold a ceremony again. Divorcing her and establishing you are not suitable to tell the world right now. In order to maintain the stability of the country, this is the best I can provide you at the moment. For the time being.
I feel sorry for you. No comparison is allowed. She said she told the world, but you didn't."
Wen Jin nodded and did not answer the question about the death of his adoptive father. He only said, "I am with you and I don't need others to know. I don't compare. I only care about whether you are sincerely interested in me. In the past so many years, you
They are all irresponsible and make me unable to hold my head high."
"The imperial edict has been issued, the jade seal has been handed over, and the keys to the treasury are with you. I don't know how to express my sincerity anymore." Fu Jingheng was quite helpless.
"Then we are husband and wife?"
"Didn't the husband and wife get so intimate just now?" Fu Jingheng joked with her, touching her nose with hers, and said, "Call my name, just like you did when we were good."
"Fu Jingheng." Wen Jin called him sweetly, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Mr.
Fu suddenly said, "I said we would hold a wedding after Lao Wen dies, but you didn't answer me?"
Wen Jin frowned, Fu Jingheng was waiting for her answer, but Wen Jin never spoke.
Fu Jingheng said again: "When I avenge my father's murder and chop off Lao Wen's head, we will have a wedding. You need to answer me. I want to listen to your tone."
Wen Jin hummed vaguely under Fu Jingheng's deep gaze.
There was disappointment in Fu Jingheng's eyes, and there was hesitation in her tone. She was reluctant to let go of her unrelated father. He was quite hurt, but said nothing.
He calmed down a lot after that. Looking at the marks on Wen Jin's body, he kissed her lovingly and comforted her, and he kept her that night.
They talked for a long time. Wen Jin slowly opened the closed door of his heart and began to regain hope and trust. He began to talk playfully to Fu Jingheng, about the small things about people's livelihood encountered in the Imperial College, and the contents of his heart-to-heart talks with parents.
I made a few bucks from doing business and a lot of insignificant nonsense.
Like many girls who quarrel with their husbands, she also started chatting in his arms.
Fu Jingheng didn't talk much. He mostly listened to what she said, and he said hum from time to time. Later, Wen Jin fell asleep, and she had an uneasy sleep. She said in her dream: "Brother Heng...are you drunk? Tonight, it's...
Because you are drunk...You will accompany me home to see my mother-in-law this time, right...Fu..."
Fu Jingheng was heartbroken and understood that she had been insecure for a long time, especially because he had made her insecure. He hugged her tightly and patted her shoulders to make her sleep more peacefully. He said: "It's not because I was drunk, I was serious.
Queen, the wedding will be held after I get rid of your adoptive father."