Her word "um" made Fu Jingheng's arm around her waist stiffen, and he hugged her a little tighter.
"You miss me. My Su Wenjin. These are the sweetest words in the world. I can't believe that I have failed you in every possible way, but you still miss me. You are the only one who treats me the best in the world. I am for you
Whatever you do is worth it.”
After Fu Jingheng heard and she confirmed, the pain in his heart gradually became less and more moved and regretful in the past few days. He was moved that she did not hesitate to fall out with Jiang and also came to see him overnight. Unfortunately, the old man had a bad memory and forgot the suitcase for many days, which made him
The two missed eight days and nights. Now they are rushing again and again. Everything seems so hasty.
"You ran away from Winter Garden that day, not to fly away with him. Why did you leave? Tell me the truth. Otherwise, I will leave you and let you cry alone in the distance."
"It's really comfortable to wait for the baby in Dongyuan. Although I have no hopes and dreams, I feel at ease and safe."
When Wen Jin heard him say that he wanted to leave her alone, she felt fearful and insecure from the inside. She tied his waist tightly and crawled into his arms. He knew that he had said terrible words and hurriedly patted her.
Her shoulders.
She said frankly: "I left the Winter Garden because you were seriously injured that night. Your arm was chopped off with a sword, and the wound was so deep. It was all because you came to the Winter Garden frequently to take care of me and accompany me. On the way
There will be a great risk of assassination. You have worked very hard since you were a child. I don't want you to get hurt because of me. I felt that I was useless and would only cause trouble. So I burned down the small Imperial College you built.
I burned my favorite books and left. I didn’t say this deliberately to please you because you made my son the crown prince. I really didn’t want to drag you down!”
When Wen Jin said it later, she added the word "true". The emperor was suspicious and might not believe her.
When Fu Jingheng heard this, his depressed heart suddenly felt alive. He held Wen Jin's cheek and looked at her carefully, "Are you doing it for my own good, silently shouldering everything by yourself, and taking your children to wander?"
"Yeah. I'm also afraid that I'll be forced into the palace by the officials, and you and I will have no way out."
"You idiot. I am a man. Even if I am stabbed to death, I am still willing. I can't let you live outside when you are pregnant! You actually ran away because of me. Why would a woman do something so strong? You have protected me for half my life.
I am willing to be assassinated and injured to protect you, okay? I am willing to protect you, and I am happy to be injured. As long as you are safe, I also...want to protect you."
"I don't want to see you get hurt. I'm afraid you'll die." Wen Jin's accumulated grievances for half a year burst out at this moment, "I don't want you to be wronged."
Fu Jingheng took out the handkerchief and wiped her tears while whispering comfort to her. His shirt was soaked with tears from her crying. It turned out that he was the most important person in his heart.
Fu Jingheng broke the casserole and asked, "Where are the others?"
"My brother taught me a lesson, and then he left. He said that there would be no more sister like me in the future. He said that I was ungrateful and unfamiliar." Wen Jin was asked about her sadness again, "He said that I didn't live up to expectations. I
I advised him to have a good life with Yun Si, but he said that I should tell Yun Si that he would die outside and ask Yun Si to remarry."
When Fu Jingheng heard this, he felt extremely sorry for Wen Jin. When he learned that she and Jiang were not together, he no longer restrained himself and kissed her on the forehead, making skin-to-skin contact with her again, "Where did he go?"
"Qiu Liguo. They are recruiting him to be the right prime minister over there." Wen Jin looked at the sky, it was noon, and said quickly: "You should leave quickly. Don't delay any more. I am familiar with the life here. This is not my first time.
I understand very well about giving birth. I can handle it on my own. You can go back to the court. I will go back to the capital after I give birth and have my confinement period."
"What's your answer?"
"I used the red rabbit to pull the carriage, and I carried Chang Yi back on the carriage." Wen Jin was very optimistic.
"Why are my women and children so miserable?" Fu Jingheng was actually amused by her pitiful words.
Seeing that she was still very independent, Fu Jingheng felt extremely reluctant to give up. He was also sad that he could not accompany her on those meaningful occasions. He asked her, "When will the baby be born?"
"It was due to give birth two days ago, and the baby is already two days late." Wen Jin has never experienced a full-term delivery, and she always feels that her water may break at any time and she will have a baby. "Don't be in a hurry.
.It depends on when the baby wants to come."
Fu Jingheng pondered for a moment. He was not by his side when she gave birth to Lin. He really wanted to accompany her when she gave birth to this baby, but he really couldn't come home late in the morning. He was very entangled in his heart and was very reluctant to leave her alone to give birth to the baby. He was upright and upright.
Sitting on the chair, he said: "I'll think about it."
"No, no, no, I can do it by myself. You can go. I'm fine." Wen Jin was also more sensible and didn't pester him to stay longer. She knew the importance, "I gave birth to the baby, and I will go back after the confinement period."
Already."
Qingliu waited for a long time for the emperor to not arrive. Several people poked their heads at the door of the house, watching the emperor and empress sitting in the room talking. Just now, the emperor had gone downstairs, but unexpectedly he turned back and went back, as if he had been possessed.
Qingliu also hoped that his wife would go back together, but it was really difficult to travel with a big belly. Qingliu whispered: "Master...it's time to leave. We really can't delay it any longer..."
Wen Jin took a deep breath and put away the banknote left by the emperor. She was already used to him being busy with government affairs and would be absent from her for many days. She was used to being strong, so she wouldn't lose too much. After all, he was not an ordinary man.
It would be better for the two of them to understand each other. She said firmly: "Please pay attention to your health on the road. I will go back in about two or three months."
At the moment, I didn’t discuss the mother clan’s affairs with him, otherwise it would be delayed until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.
Fu Jingheng breathed out quite calmly at this time and made up his mind.
When Fu Jingheng saw Wen Jin standing up, he held her wrist. The cool touch on his hand made Wen Jin startled slightly. He told Qing Liu: "Qing Liu, let's stay for one more day. We will set off tomorrow.
.I will arrange her affairs first and settle her down, and then we will return."
"Sir, I'm afraid that if I go back too late, something might happen in the capital. It's not peaceful recently. Fu Chang can't sit still."
Fu Jingheng tightened his hands and said, "Let's stay one more day. Qingliu, let's wait and see if we can wait until Fu Changyi is born."
"Okay." Qingliu counted the days in his mind. Tomorrow is April 21st. Running 10,000 miles in nine days is a great challenge to the human body. But I know it in my heart, and I will just follow Tingye to the death.
Wen Jin was stunned. How could he, who had supreme imperial power, give in like this? Was it to accompany her? Wen Jin felt uneasy and moved.
Fu Jingheng smiled at Wen Jin and said, "We will spend twelve hours together. You can tell me whatever is on your mind. I promise not to interrupt you."
"Fu Jingheng," Wen Jin's heart moved, so she approached his chest, raised her hand to touch the green stubble on his cheek, and said softly, "How have you been in the past six months?"
"You can tell that I'm not doing well." Fu Jingheng retreated from his subordinates, took her hand, gently placed her body on his thigh, lifted her chin, and kissed the lips that he had missed for half a year.
His kiss was fierce, and he whispered: "I want to sleep with you. I haven't had a good sleep for a long time. Changlin was not weaned when you left. Neither was I. Now Changlin is, and I am not."