The night gradually fell, Fu Jingheng sat down against the wall outside the courtyard, leaned his head against the wall, and looked at the Mobei Building on the second floor of the courtyard. Tears fell from the end of his eyes. He felt really bitter in his heart. He did not expect that he would have
One day thousands of miles away in Mobei where he had fought, he sat on the ground crying because of a woman.
His beloved wife was inside, but he didn't have the courage to get close. He was afraid that she would reject him and force him to leave.
It is his responsibility that this relationship has come to this point. Wen Jin is innocent. But he still does not have the confidence to promise her a stable life. He cannot selfishly possess her as usual and imprison her in the winter garden. She also
She is unwilling to enter his harem and become one of them. Even if she becomes a queen, it is not attractive to her.
He was very conflicted, wanting to let go, but unwilling to do so. He suddenly wanted to get drunk, and his life would be a mess without her around.
When it was time to go to bed, Wen Jin went back to the bedroom on the second floor first, and Jiang Huaizhou then went to her bedroom to chat with her.
The two of them entered the room and closed the door. Wen Jin sat on the chair by the window, and Jiang sat on the chair in the hall far away. The candlelight cast their shadows on the window. Just looking at the shadows, Wen Jin was leaning on Jiang's arms, and the shadows looked at each other from time to time.
Sticking, as if being close.
Fu Jingheng's heart was broken. It turned out that it didn't matter if she fell into love. She had lived with Jiang for half a year, and he still missed her as before. What he missed was her, no matter what she looked like or how many men she had been with.
He buried his head in his knees and burst into tears. He had thoughts that he couldn't express but buried deep in his heart.
He didn't show up in the end, but the rivalry didn't leave either. His appearance seemed to have no other effect besides making himself redundant and ridiculous. The current situation today was caused by himself.
But in his heart, he still hoped that she could meet and say goodbye in person when it was convenient for her. They had twenty years of emotional entanglement, and it was easy and troublesome. Their farewell should not be unilateral to her in the unhappy separation in Winter Garden.
left without saying goodbye.
Fu Jingheng sat outside the door of Yang's house for an hour in the night, staring intently at the small window where Wen Jin lay, looking at her beautiful figure on the window.
Jiang Huaizhou didn't come out of Wen Jin's bedroom for an hour. Fu Jingheng didn't know what he was waiting for. Maybe he was waiting for Jin'er to find out that he was just outside her courtyard. He could treat him to a cup of tea. He wanted to hear Jin'er scream again.
He called him a great king.
Maybe he was waiting for Jiang Huaizhou to come out of Wen Jin's room. But he didn't wait. He didn't break in. The room was too small, the bed was too narrow, and the three of them were too crowded.
Fu Jingheng dragged his tired body until the moon was hollow. Wen Jin and Jiang were in the same room, which was like gouging out his heart.
Until the candlelight went out while he was sleeping. Fu Jingheng's heart felt like death. Would Jiang touch Wen Jin's body pregnant with the dragon heir? Would he kiss her neck like he did at Yuewangtai Fishing Ground?
Is this how Wen Jin felt when she saw him with the harem women? It was too painful.
Fu Jingheng didn't wait any longer. He decided to go back to the inn to be alone. He stayed in the town where she was for eight or nine days. If he could see her, it would be his luck. If he couldn't, it would be his fate.
Fu Jingheng tore off a piece of the sleeve of his pure white shirt under the moonlight. He bit his finger and imitated the Queen in writing a letter home. After the handwriting was dry, he opened the suitcase he carried with him, stuffed the letter in, and then stood up.
Put the suitcase upright at the door of Yang's house.
When Fu Jingheng approached the door, the red rabbit war horse he gave to Wen Jin smelled the scent of its master. It raised its hooves and neighed inside the courtyard door. Fu Jingheng lightly knocked on the door twice so that someone could come out and find out what he was doing.
Leaving the suitcase behind, he turned around and left.
Wen Jin, who was chatting in the house, was complaining that the wind had extinguished the candles, and was asking Jiang Huaizhou to take out the fire folding paper to light the lamps. She was suddenly startled by Chi Hare's voice, and seemed to hear two knocks on the courtyard door. She hurriedly went out.
I checked the house and found that Grandma Yang had gone to bed, but no one came to greet her.
Wen Jin held her round pregnant belly with one hand and supported her lower back with the other hand. She carefully walked down the stairs and hurriedly touched the red rabbit's ears. The king had taught her that if she wanted to make the rabbit quiet, she should touch the rabbit's ears and comfort him with a gentle voice.
He said: "What's wrong, Rabbit? He's usually quiet. Why is he so restless today?"
Red Rabbit would always calm down when Wen Jin touched its ears, but today he hit the horse's head against the courtyard door board and kept neighing, as if he was about to rush out to chase something.
Wen Jin had doubts in her heart, wondering if there was really someone outside the courtyard door, so she whispered: "Who is outside the door?"
After she asked, no one said anything outside. She opened the courtyard door, picked up a lantern and looked towards the end of the street. She saw a figure in the distance who was about to turn to the left fork in the road.
It was still the figure of the extremely thin young man in purple shirt whom I saw at noon today.
"Sir, stay." She didn't know why her eyes were a little sore, so she couldn't help but walk towards the end of the street with a lantern. She was about to give birth to a baby and her steps were slow. When she got to the end of the street, the figure had disappeared. She was alone.
Looking at the empty streets on the street, I feel very empty and sad. I feel like I can't cry and my chest is tight.
Fu Jingheng returned to the inn where he was staying. He took the medicine prescribed by the military doctor in a sensible manner and did not drink alcohol. He was not allowed to eat or drink during his father's memorial day. He then lay on the bed to repair his body. He always remembered that he had unfinished things to do and his father's hatred.
If there is no reward for one day, and if the country is unstable, he cannot fall.
He was very empty in his heart and body and missed his wife. Since she was pregnant, he had not been close to her in the past ten months. He also complained a lot about not serving the concubines at Daoqing Lake. He had been empty for a long time.
Wen Jin couldn't calm down anymore. He looked at the roof quietly, not knowing what he was thinking. His eyes were half-squinted and his breathing was messed up.
Qingliu asked outside the door: "Have you met your mother-in-law?"
"See you."
Qingliu said, "We also want to see the Queen. We also miss the Queen."
"I left a letter home for her. She may say goodbye to us at her convenience." Fu Jingheng said softly, "We will stay for eight days as planned. We will return on April 20th. Don't ask for trouble if you have nothing to do."
"Then let's wait in the inn with big eyes open." Even though Qingliu was young, he could hear the helplessness in the emperor's voice, and he didn't dare to disturb the empress without authorization. He only felt that he had changed a lot, and he used to be so violent and plundering.
My temperament. I keep everything in my heart now. I feel very pitiful like an old bachelor. When people act abnormally, it makes people feel bad.
Fu Jingheng remembered something, "Qingliu, you have arranged the food and wine for the brothers who are traveling with you these days. Just let me come and watch over the late emperor's birthday. When you come, you are running around, so you don't have to fast. Take good care of yourself, and you have to hurry back when you go back."
, the body cannot collapse."
"Thank you for taking care of us." Qingliu said warmly.
Wen Jin didn't catch up with the person who knocked on the door, feeling as if he was lost.
She felt restless today and didn't know what was wrong.
Red Rabbit was also very restless.
Jiang Huaizhou chased her out and put a cloak on her shoulders, "It's windy at night. Don't catch a cold. What novelty are you chasing? Maybe they're just passers-by. Go back quickly. Tell the neighbors if they see you losing your mind late at night. It won't affect you."
good."
"Hmm." Wen Jin suddenly grabbed Jiang Huaizhou's sleeve and said, "Could it be that you have come to Mobei? I seem to have seen you come to Mobei today."
Jiang Huaizhou was startled, "No way. Your Lord is probably walking on the west bank of Daoqing Lake at this moment."
Wen Jin said, "I really felt like I saw him."
"Your Majesty is in the court, and it coincides with the late emperor's memorial day. It is in the month of Ramadan. He is busy with everything and observes filial piety for his father. How could he come to Mobei? Are you as leisurely as your elder brother?" Jiang Huaizhou said, and couldn't help but criticize Wen Jin.
: "You are so healed that your scars have forgotten the pain. Don't you remember that you were an unidentified person who was expelled from the country by your Majesty? You are still having illusions about such a heartless and unjust man. I don't know what to say about you.
What's good? Your mother knows she will be mad at you. Be brave."
Wen Jin looked embarrassed after being criticized by his brother. He couldn't argue with anything. Yes, this place is thousands of miles away from the capital. The country cannot live without a king for a day, and it is the twenty-fifth anniversary of the late emperor. It is not right for the king to take filial piety first.
May appear in Mobei.
But what exactly is going on with this dull feeling in my heart?
Wen Jin said and returned to the courtyard gate, and saw a black suitcase neatly placed at the courtyard gate. Inside the door, the red rabbit kept neighing and kicking its front hooves. If the red rabbit was not tied to the trunk of the big tree that the two of them were hugging,
On the way, I was afraid that I would run away.
Wen Jin approached the suitcase and took a look at it. It was exactly what the young man in purple shirt was carrying in the hands of the young man in purple whom he saw from a distance behind the house by the stream at noon today.
Wen Jin thought that maybe it was left by Grandma Yang's relatives, so she asked Jiang Huaizhou to carry the suitcase in. She knocked on the door and called Grandma, "Grandma, Grandma Yang. Have you gone to bed?"
Grandma opened the door and Wen Jin said, "Someone left it outside your door. Maybe it was something left for you by your relatives."