Wen Jin raised her eyes to see that he was neatly dressed, and she could see that he was in a hurry to get on his way. She understood that the court could not live without a king for a day, and it was difficult for him to travel for more than ten days to come all the way to clear her name in person during Ramadan, his father's memorial day. She also
She was worried that his body couldn't bear it. Spending more than twenty days in a month on horseback would overdraw his body. How dare she say that she wanted him to accompany her to give birth to the child, let alone that she didn't want him to leave and leave her alone in Mobei. She
I'm about to give birth, so I can't rush.
Fu Jingheng came over and sat on the edge of the bed, put on his socks and boots, took the sword that was under the pillow and hung it on his waist. Then he stood in front of Wen Jin and asked Wen Jin with red eyes: "I will give you life or death. You."
What do you mean by being so silent? You have no intention of giving me a good death in this life. What should I do if you ask me to go back? Do I still miss you? I will come to see you next year during Ramadhan, my father’s memorial day, and continue today’s topic?”
Wen Jin asked him, "I read the letter and told you to give up. Which palace will you be with when you go back?"
"Wen, if it weren't for you, it would be the same in all my palaces. He would give birth to more than ten or twenty children. Are you satisfied with this?" Fu was also annoyed by her, and they were about to leave, so he didn't want to give up.
Seeing that he was sullen, Wen Jin suppressed his temper and spoke to her in a gentle voice. She asked again: "How many days did it take you to come?"
"On the 11th, I came out of the capital on the first day of April. Even the court didn't know I was out. I have been entangled with you because of my dereliction of duty." Fu Jingheng explained warmly, "I came to Maha on the twelfth day of April. My father celebrated the fifth day of Ramadan.
It should end on the first of the lunar month. I must go to court on the first of the fifth lunar month. It’s not just one mile away or two miles away, it’ll be there in the blink of an eye.”
Wen Jin still didn't read him the farewell letter, even if she didn't say anything, she didn't say anything, but he refused to leave. Later, Wen Jin saw the sun came out and it was getting late, so she couldn't spend time with him anymore.
He said, "Go in a hurry. The journey is long, so be careful on the road. I don't want to read this letter now, and I will never read this letter in my life. Just have your own eyes to read it."
Fu Jingheng was quiet for a moment, "Why did I come here? Come full of expectations and leave full of frustration."
Wen Jin's eyes turned red, "I didn't ask you to come."
"I'm a bitch." Fu Jingheng said, "Zi Shu Lao Mo even advised me not to come in person, so I have to come myself. Who made me miss you?"
Qingliu was waiting outside the house with his accompanying guards. He was actually anxious, fearing that he would not be able to return to the capital in time and asked some predators in the capital to capture him. Yutou said that he was missing during the late emperor's memorial day. For a month, everyone was raising their heads to Kuang Zheng.
Yes, what he was doing was indeed a U-turn. In addition, Fu Chang had recently been building momentum to push for the palace with regard to his father's life experience. The situation in the court was indeed urgent.
Fu Jingheng could not wait for Wen Jin to read this farewell letter in person. He came here to give up his hope. She refused to read it, so he was worried about the gain and loss. He felt that she was reluctant to part with it. Seeing that it was getting late, he couldn't delay any longer, so he touched it.
Wen Jin left a million taels of silver notes for her, and placed a thick stack in her hand to support her and her little Jiang, "I'm leaving. If you and him live like this isolated from the world,
When do you want to go back to Beijing? Send a letter to the middle of Beijing and I will ask someone to take you back to Beijing. After returning to Beijing, Wu Xin and others will come to apologize to you."
"Yes. I won't give it away." Wen Jin said numbly, "Thank you for the money. I love money so much. Goodbye."
"Can I touch your belly?"
"No." The more reluctant Wen Jin was to let him go, the less she wanted to let him have his way. She said irony as if she was competing.
Fu Jingheng felt choked by her words and left the room after looking at her.
As soon as he left the house, Wen Jin's tears fell uncontrollably. They had not seen each other for half a year, and after seeing each other for a short time, they parted on bad terms. She hurriedly chased her pregnant belly to the door, hugging her
Looking at Fu Jingheng's figure coming down the stairs from the door frame, he left, and she whispered: "Fu Jingheng..."
Wen Jin felt empty in her heart. She returned indoors, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked the pillow where Fu Jingheng had been lying. She had mixed feelings in her heart. Loneliness invaded her. She suddenly lay down on the pillow and cried uncontrollably. This side was too hurried and there was nothing.
Before she had time to say anything, he had already left. Was she too strong and too shameless? Maybe she was afraid of giving in and getting hurt again. But what to do next? Did she quietly return to Beijing after giving birth to a child?
Wen Jin cried very sadly, her shoulders twitching helplessly, "Fu..."
Fu Jingheng went down the stairs, rode away from Tonglu Inn, and rode five miles with Qingliu and others, heading south to the center of Beijing. But as he got further away from Tonglu Inn, the deeper he felt in his heart.
Painful and bound, his pregnant wife is in Tonglu Inn. Even if the situation in Beijing is complicated, he can't leave quickly. He has never learned what it means to let go completely. He longs for a true relationship, but he is unwilling to give in.
Just left.
"Qingliu, return to the inn."
Fu Jingheng tightened the reins and without thinking carefully, he turned the horse's head again and returned to Tonglu Inn. He couldn't let go. He was a very nostalgic man. Now that he had seen her, he couldn't let go. The rest of his life was too long.
, if she is not there every day, what will it be like to have this country? Back outside the inn, he got off his horse and threw the whip to his subordinates, then he lifted up his clothes and walked quickly into the inn.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps in the corridor. Wen Jin turned away to look, and saw Fu Jingheng turning around and coming back. He stood at the door and looked at her deeply, his handsome face full of reluctance.
The moment Wen Jin saw him returning, her psychological defense suddenly collapsed. She thought, she didn't want to stay alone in Mobei, she still wanted to be with him, who had been with her for twenty years, no matter what the future was like,
Through thick and thin, she said: "Your Majesty... why are you back? Didn't you leave?"
"Why are you crying?" Fu Jingheng held on to the door frame, "How could I see you crying secretly if I didn't come back."
"Because I... saw you leaving... because I don't want to live alone in Mobei..."
"Then why were you so stubborn and didn't say anything just now?"
"Because I'm about to give birth and I can't hurry. You have to go. I don't want to be nagging, but you keep asking. I don't want to delay your time and I don't want to be a burden."
Fu Jingheng couldn't control himself and entered the room. His subordinates were waiting anxiously outside for him to return to the capital, thinking that he was just going in to pick up the things he had left behind. Qingliu and others did not dismount and waited for him on horseback.
When Fu came back, he saw Wen Jin crying on his pillow. His heart was in twitching. He walked closely to her and half-knelt down beside her. His face was very close to hers, and his breath spread all over her.
Looking at her beautiful face, he gently wiped the tears on Wen Jin's face with his fingertips. He held her soft hair and said softly: "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Are you okay?"
Not good, are you not living a happy life? Can you please tell me."
"If you don't leave, you won't be able to get back before the first day of May." Wen Jin sobbed and said, "You don't have time to talk to me."
"How can I leave with you like this? My heart is broken when I cry."
Fu Jingheng finally couldn't restrain himself and hugged Wen Jin's soft body in his arms. He gently ran his hands along her back. The moment he entered his arms, he suddenly felt a sense of warmth that had been lost and regained it. He comforted her softly:
"Stop crying. I have time to talk to you. Don't worry too much. I am your brother. We are the closest people. You will not cause me any trouble. But don't always tell me to leave.
Things like that. I don’t want to leave. I want to be close to you. Don’t push me away intentionally. No matter how far it is, I won’t bother you. I didn’t intend to go back alone when I came!”
Wen Jin lay on his shoulder, smelling his reassuring breath. She finally broke through the scruples in her heart, carefully hugged his waist, and buried her face in his chest.
He whispered: "I want to go back to the capital with you. I miss home. I miss our Chang Lin, my grandma, my brother, my sister, my grandma, and my Imperial College. I have spent the past six months
I'm not living a good life, I'm not happy...I don't dare to say it, because I'm afraid you think I'm not living a good life so I'm looking for you again...Women are very bad all the time..."
"You're not living a good life, you're not happy." Fu Jingheng's heart suddenly moved, and he held Wen Jin's cheek in his hands, "Did you have a quarrel with Jiang Huaizhou?"
Wen Jin shook his head and nodded again, "Yeah."
"What's wrong?"
"Jiang Huaizhou arrived at Mohe on the same day as you. I lived alone for the past six months. I only saw the gifts and letters you gave me last night. My old landlady is getting older. I thought they were given by her relatives.
She had very few things, so I gave her the suitcase. She put it aside for seven or eight days and forgot about it. She only remembered it yesterday.
I read your letter and I knew that I was innocent and could go home in the daytime. I was very happy. I hurriedly came to see you. But I was late and you were about to leave. When I saw you were about to leave, I felt that I
I was very scared when I had to give birth to a child alone again, and I felt very uncomfortable, so I cried."
Wen Jin said slowly, "I wanted to come to see you, but my brother didn't ask me to come. He was very fierce and said that I didn't live up to expectations and that I came to give you favor. He broke up with me. I was also very upset, but I
I still come, I feel so guilty, but I always want to see you...because I miss you..."
Fu Jingheng's heartbeat was racing. There were pitiful sobs in her tone, which were a little intermittent. He couldn't hear clearly, "If you don't say it, you won't say it. Once you say it, it will be... overwhelming. You say
...Who are you missing?”
"I'll only say it once."
"Say it again, please..."
"I miss the king."
"It's the king of Guangli Kingdom, Fu Jingheng, right?"