"I won't let go." Wen Jin tightened her hands and buried her cheek in his chest.
"Wen Jin!" Fu Jingheng put his hands behind his waist to pry her hands away from his waist.
"Don't let go." Wen Jin was a bit dishonest.
"You... don't force me to be violent. When I'm angry, I don't know what I can do." Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes and looked at her as if she was showing off.
"If you use force, you'd better beat me to death. Let's break up."
"I have many women, are I afraid that you will break up in two? Do you think I am reluctant to hit you!" Fu Jingheng said, and waved down his fist.
Wen Jin closed his eyes suddenly, his heart in his throat.
Bang.
His fist passed by her ear and landed on the wall behind her twice. His joints were bruised and bleeding, but he avoided her face with the little sense he had left.
Wen Jin's heart was beating wildly, and she was enveloped in fear. She closed her eyes tightly, but still did not let go of his waist. The expected fist did not fall on her face. She opened her eyes and
His fist trembled violently due to pain, and her heart suddenly softened. In his rage, he only hurt himself, not her. She actually mistakenly thought that he still loved her.
"I didn't chase Jiang Huaizhou just now. I went to get a thin blanket from the carriage. I'm staying in a hotel outside. You don't want to touch the mattress outside. I thought about spreading my own blanket so that you can have a rest. You are tired from running for people's livelihood today.
It's been a day. I want you to have a good rest..." Wen Jin's voice was soft, and her hands gently stroked his back, trying to calm his anger and irritable mood, "Just now, I was angry, so I said something.
I'm choking you. Don't be angry. I will never choke you with words again. I will never let you worry about state affairs and be upset because of me at the same time. Fu, I was wrong..."
Her tone returned to its former gentleness and concession.
Fu Jingheng's tense body gradually relaxed a little, "Are you going to get a thin blanket for me to use?"
"Yeah. Yes." Wen Jin lifted the thin blanket in his arms to show him that it was indeed the blanket he always kept in his carriage.
Fu Jingheng slowly put his hand on her shoulder, and his voice gradually calmed down, "Wen, I am very angry. I need to calm down my anger. I have been angry for several months! I want to hurt you! I want you to feel uncomfortable and suffer.
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"What can I do to calm you down? Tell me." Wen Jin leaned her cheek against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, "Brother Heng, I am particularly helpless today. The insider Ahu ran away, Kang Ruili
Ignore me, my mother's case has made almost no progress, I feel unfilial. I also encountered an assassin, I don't know who wants to kill me, you called me a bastard that no one wants, I'm so tired. Don't do it today.
Do you continue to humiliate me? Can you... hug me... You also need comfort, don't you..."
"Promise me to consider one thing," Fu Jingheng couldn't tell what he was doing. Perhaps as she said, he was helpless tonight. Twenty thousand refugees were displaced, Wen thieves wanted to trap and kill the people, and Wen was pregnant with Chiang Kai-shek's child.
Moreover, he showed up later than Jiang Huaizhou to rescue her, and he was very dissatisfied, "Tonight, I will no longer embarrass you...I will give you the hug you want..."
As he spoke, he gently put his hands around Wen Jin's neck, causing her to raise her cheeks and look at him in the dim light of the kerosene lamp.
"What are you considering?" Wen Jin asked in a fragile state. His arms had always been her haven, and she wanted to be surrounded by him.
"It can calm my anger a little bit."
"What's going on?"
"Go back to the palace tomorrow, and let me play with your body as I please at night until I kill the child in your belly." Fu Jingheng's cold eyes were bloodthirsty, and his thin lips fell with a hint of coldness beside hers.
, the tone cannot be disobeyed.
"Brother Heng..." Coldness rose from the soles of her feet, and Wen Jin's voice trembled. But she would not continue to argue with him about the child while he was angry tonight. She would wait until he was in a better mood.
"Um."
"I fear you..."
"Promise me, think about it carefully." Fu Jingheng rubbed her ear with the tip of his nose, "It will be okay. I will let the imperial doctor treat you in time. Only by aborting this bastard can I calm down..."
Wen Jin's ears were slightly itchy. Her vulnerability tonight made her choose to lie to him and compromise with him. She longed for his comfort and embrace tonight. She had been neglected by him for more than three months.
"Well...I...will consider it."
"Good boy, I'll go back early to accompany you tomorrow night." With that said, Fu Jingheng held her in his arms and leaned down to kiss her in the autumn rainy night.
Wen Jin reached up to his chest and tiptoed slightly to respond to him. He put his hands on her hips, lifted her up and made her sit on the table. The kiss gradually deepened, his breathing amplified in the night, and the clothes on her body
It relaxed at his fingertips.
Because he had asked her to think about her crazy move tomorrow night, and because there were many of his subordinates living in the next room with their ears pressed against the wall to listen to what was going on here, he just kissed her from her lips to her neck and collarbone,
It didn't go any deeper.
The kiss ended when she couldn't bear his weight due to her old waist problem. She gasped quickly, pressed her waist and turned her head away. She didn't mention the pain in her back, lest he say she was deliberately taking credit, and just frowned.
, the lips lost their color.
There was a blurry look in Fu Jingheng's cold eyes, and the fragrance of honey from her mouth was still in his mouth. He did not continue to attack, but whispered to her: "Stop."
Wen Jin nodded, then spread the thin blanket on the inn bed, and the two of them slept together in their clothes.
He lay there calmly.
Wen Jin closed her eyes, calmed down, put her arms on his body, and held him in her arms like a pillow.
She didn't know what humiliating words he would say, but after a long time, she didn't hear him say anything. Instead, her shoulders felt warm, and he hugged her a little tighter, and she heard him sighing softly above her head, as if he was not there.
tone.
Wen Jin quickly looked up.
But when Fu Jingheng happened to raise his sleeves to extinguish the candle with the wind from his sleeves, the room suddenly fell into darkness, and Wen Jin did not have time to capture the distressed look in his eyes.
Slowly feeling sleepy, Wen Jin closed her eyes listening to his steady heartbeat.
I also dreamed that my mother was naked and lying on the bed with the cook, and her father stabbed her body twice, looking like she was still alive. The dream was very confusing. At that time, Brother Heng was obviously concerned about her, but Brother Heng just ignored her.
Call her a bastard that no one wants.
Wen Jin slept very uneasily, and her old waist injury also caused her to huddle up sideways.
"Mother... don't abandon Jin'er... no one likes Jin'er..."
"Brother Heng... Jin'er is not a bastard. Jin'er has a mother... Just listen to Jin'er's explanation..."
Wen Jin's voice was as loud as a mosquito's, and there were some crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes.
In a trance, someone gently patted her back, and a palm sent warm Qi into her lower back to relieve her pain. A gentle voice whispered in her ear: "Jin'er is not wanted by anyone.
I am the bastard. I... was just blinded by jealousy... What should I do to you... I can't bear to part with you..."
Fu Jingheng no longer concealed his distress in the night, and his cold eyes were replaced by pity.
Is she even acting for me in her dreams...
The autumn wind and night rain made the sound louder. I was speechless all night.
In the guest room next door, Shen Zishu, Hua Nan, Lao Mo, and Qingliu were originally living in the same room. Hua Nan was a boss, and was used to teasing among men, so she didn't think it was a big deal.
Later, Lao Mo and Qingliu saw a Huainan restaurant opposite through the window and wanted to have a meal, so they made an appointment to go there.
In the room, Zishu and Hua Nan were left chatting awkwardly for two cups of tea. One was a head catcher and the other was an admiral who maintained land and water security. They had little in common.
Shen Zishu coughed lightly and said, "Go to sleep. I have something else to do."
Hua Nan put on her clothes and went to sleep. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Shen Zishu putting his ear against the wall. When she heard Junshang and Lord Jin next door talking against the wall, she hurriedly exclaimed: "I can't do it, I can't do it. You're like this He’s going to be beheaded!”
"You know this and I know it. If I tell it, it will be you who leaked the secret. I will be beheaded and I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!" Shen Zishu didn't take it seriously.
Hua Nan walked over and put her ear against the wall, "Let's listen together. This way we can gain control over each other, so we won't tell any secrets."