Wen Jin didn't want to let him give it away, but she didn't want to make an exception and talk to him. After all, she hadn't spoken to him for a month and a half. She originally planned not to talk to him for the rest of her life. Although she agreed to Qing Liu, she didn't say anything.
Qingliu stared at her with resentment.
"If you don't say anything, you agree." Fu Jingheng wanted to hear her voice, so he provoked her.
Wen Jin kept her mouth shut and said nothing. She looked at the sun and saw that it was almost noon. She was anxious to go back and cook for Yu Zhen to celebrate.
Fu Jingheng saw that she was silent and saw that she was anxious. He didn't know that her younger brother was going to be the top pick in high school. She wanted to reward him with a meal for him to cook with his own hands. He deliberately asked Chitu to go slowly.
He looked at Red Rabbit's mane, pigtails and pink hair, and he couldn't understand why his war horse turned into a woman.
The red rabbit probably had the same mind as its original owner, and now it has become a snail, walking as slowly as possible. After taking two steps, it can still take three steps back. Wen Jin was dishonest and nudged the horse with his foot.
However, the more I push it, the slower it gets, and if I push it further it won't go away.
Fu Jingheng tilted his head slightly to look at her face, pretending to be puzzled, "Are you anxious to go back?"
Wen Jin heard his deep voice speaking in her ear, and his breath tickled her ears, so she turned her face away.
Then the red rabbit went back to the imperial study yard and wandered around, chasing the crane.
Lao Mo's expression was very happy, but Chitu still had the wink, so he just spent it like this until the end of time, and everything else was in vain.
Wen Jin remained silent. The resentment in Qingliu's eyes became more and more serious.
Fu Jingheng whispered in her ear: "Take you back to your room. There is a button on the belt that is loose. Take it off and sew it up."
Qingliu slowly fainted in the distance. Lao Mo pinched Qingliu and beat his chest. It took artificial respiration for Qingliu to wake up. When he woke up, he opened one eye and looked this way.
Wen Jin saw Liu Lao Mo's desperate look and finally couldn't remain silent. She said to the king, "You can take it off right now. I'll take it home and mend it."
Fu Jingheng thought that he would not get an answer from her as before, but he was surprised. He felt his ears burning, "I can't untie it here. All my subordinates are here. You finally spoke. Forty-eight days. I'll count them for you."
What’s the date?”
Wen Jin sighed, "I'm anxious to go back and cook for my brother."
"What are you going to cook for your brother?" Fu Jingheng looked at her gentle profile and her hair hanging behind her ears, "I haven't heard your voice for a month and a half. When I hear it now, I feel happy.
I jumped out. You are so generous. I will never dare to mess with you again."
"Why did you deliberately not let the horse go?" Wen Jin frowned, "I won't tell you what to cook."
"If I didn't call it a snail, I wouldn't be able to hear you. Okay, let's not talk about cooking anything delicious. After all, it's not my part..."
Wen Jin always had a cold face and said softly, "I don't need you to send me off. I can leave by myself. Go back and don't keep people waiting."
"Human? The old man or the woman Momo?"
"Old sir."
"I thought you were jealous. I couldn't even think about it."
Wen Jin said, "I don't dare to be jealous if there are women around you. That is against the palace rules."
One sentence: "I refuse to be a concubine."
"It's almost time to talk. He also needs to smoke a pipe. He can't talk about things for a long time when he's older. If he talks too much, he won't be able to remember." Fu Jingheng coughed lightly, "If you don't ask me to see you off, we'll just spend our time here watching squirrels."
. Put aside all state affairs and ignore the war. I just spend time with women."
"Why are you blackmailing me? It's not like I asked you to put aside state affairs." Wen Jin heard his voice cracking when he coughed. It must be that his throat was extremely painful. She remembered Yu Zhen saying that he covered his mouth with a handkerchief when he coughed.
I didn’t know if she was coughing up blood, but she said, “Then you can deliver it. Please hurry up.”
"You call Fu Jingheng, and we'll leave." Fu Jingheng chuckled.
Wen Jin said, "I don't dare."
"You have to be my concubine? Are you saying I can't?"
"I, my concubine, obey your command."
"Old Mo." The emperor immediately called Lao Mo over, "Tie the horse and leave her to eat with us in the royal study. Ask her to sit in front of me to eat. I have to feed her in front of my old subordinates and take the small
Feed her slowly with a spoon."
Wen Jin saw Lao Mo seriously coming over to pull the reins to tie the horse. Qing Liu wanted to faint again, so she immediately shouted vaguely: "Fu Jingheng..."
"Yes." Hearing the sound, the emperor's heart suddenly moved. He cleared his throat, breathing a little tight, and pressed her waist against him. Then he asked Chitu to walk towards the middle palace. This time it was much faster. Just now
It's a snail, this time it's the old lady walking at a speed that's greatly improved.
Wen Jin felt that he had tied her waist tightly, and she said, "Let me go."
"Hold on tight to avoid falling."
"I'm holding on to the reins."
"No delay, double insurance." Fu Jingheng said softly, "I'm not stopping you from grabbing the reins."
Wen Jin grabbed the reins and stood up straight.
Fu Jingheng said: "Are you still angry? It's useless even if Daoqing Lake is filled in, right?"
"The truth is always cruel. I admit it."
"You...are here again."
"I know I was wrong."
"The one in the study was the granddaughter of the old man. She helped her father come up to the study. She poured tea and water for everyone present. She polished the ink because the old man wanted to write something for me." Fu Jingheng
Explain to her, "The old man said he didn't dare to work so I could polish the ink myself. It's not because I have been having a bad relationship with the imperial companion in the past few years and I need someone to polish the ink."
Wen Jin blushed, and missed the days when she would light up the emperor's red sleeves and read with her, "Who is she? What explanation should I have? What explanation should I have for the one on the left and the one on the right? She comes from a small family, and she is pregnant with Liujia.
You shouldn’t have to explain to me. The emperor’s favor and favor with the harem are the foundation of the country, and this explanation shows that I am too small-minded.”
"The belly is small, but the strength is not small." Fu Jingheng touched her belly. He had a good temper, "Just don't open your mouth. If you open your mouth, you will kill me. You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth."
Qingliu smacked his tongue, thinking that the master promised that he would try his best to talk to the emperor in a pleasant manner. This is already a try, right? Otherwise, the emperor will be squeezed to death, and Zhang Ting was relieved...
Lao Mo is quite content, as long as he can speak, why should he choose a tone? Qingliu is too young after all.
"How about I go home and sleep tonight? It's been two months since you returned to Beijing, and I haven't spent the night at home."
Fu Jingheng tightened his grip around her waist. She had packed her luggage and was about to leave the palace for Lishan. Before parting, he hoped to be reunited with her warmth for the last time. He felt that his body was getting colder recently.
"Tell Sister Zhao to take the child to a nearby room. I'll go back and stay overnight. You can complain to me all night long."
Wen Jin felt his affection, and the tips of her ears turned red. She said: "As the master of the harem, how can I compete with the younger generation for the emperor's favor? Your Majesty, just go to Qian Chan. If I don't want to meet you, it's not pleasant."
.It is better not to speak than to be unhappy."
"What do you want."
"I want to be alone. I want to sleep alone with a pillow. I want to sleep alone with three dolls." The tip of Wen Jin's nose felt a little sore, "I'm used to it."
"After that person dies, you won't have nightmares at night. Do you feel better?"
When Fu Jingheng saw that she hated him, he was not angry, but he felt sorry for her sleeping alone with her pillow. He said, "You don't have to be afraid when you sleep in the future. The woman who gave you nightmares when you were a child, the woman who made your childhood miserable,
Now that you are dead, no one will hurt you anymore, and no one will throw you away and lock you in a dark room."
Wen Jin's heart suddenly warmed up. It is true that all the misfortunes in her childhood were caused by her second wife, not her second wife. Her mother would not leave her for more than ten years, and her biological father would not question her for being a cook's bastard who took away their siblings.
If the three of them were left in the cold courtyard, she would not become Wen Guang's adopted daughter and experience all the pain.
After she recovered from a serious illness, she heard that the emperor chopped up Lao Xue's concubine and fed it to the dogs. At that time, she felt that she had not expected that the emperor would openly agree with him in such a delicate and tense court situation, even though he was in trouble.
Fu Chang was challenging her, and she thought he was trying to win the support of her father and grandfather.
She said: "You are so kind to me because my father retired and returned home, so you helped me get rid of the nightmares I had when I was a child. Do you want me to help you persuade my father to help you?"
Fu Jingheng was slightly startled, remembering that he had not personally handed Lao Xue the note that his father had retired and returned to his hometown, "How did you know that your father had retired and returned to his hometown?"
Wen Jin remembered that Fu Jingheng abandoned her on the day she returned to Beijing, which made her heartbroken and even fell into the lake and almost died. She felt cold and sad. She really hoped to return to him, but he was so cruel.
He pushed her away cold-bloodedly and gave her a fatal blow.
She was really sad and doubtful about human nature. She couldn't believe that he, whom she had been with for more than twenty years, could be such an unlucky person. "Fu Chang came to see me."
"He asked you for political support?" Fu Jingheng's eyes darkened, and his face was already unhappy. Before he died, people began to covet his women. "He usually speaks uncleanly and disrespects women.
Don't meet with him privately in the future. If I'm not here, it's easy to suffer a loss. What did he call you?"
"She called me sister-in-law and said she would change her name to Azuma one day. She also said that sooner or later you would be kicked out of office by him."
Fu Jingheng frowned and said nothing for a long time, then became angry, "How did you reply to him?"
"I called him a pig and slapped him."
"Stay away from him in the future. If you meet a scoundrel in the future, you will rush away. Why do you beat him? Ask him for an advantage. Just remember him and I will take care of him in the future." Fu Jingheng's face was not good, "I can't beat you with a pair of young hands."
He is beating me. He is entertaining himself. I will not step down even if I go to hell. Even if I go to hell, I will drag him with me."
Wen Jin stopped talking, thinking that the king was quite strange, why was he so eager to be beaten? After a long time, he said slowly: "I regretted it after the beating. I was impulsive. I didn't expect that the more I beat him, the happier he would be."
"Um."
"You haven't answered me yet. Did you get rid of the second wife so that I could help you persuade my father to return to the court and help you?" Wen Jin looked at the Moon Observation Tower far ahead.
Fu Jingheng took a deep breath, because I don't want you to be scared anymore in your dreams, and because I don't want you to call me by my name when you talk in your sleep, and because I just want to protect my wife, he finally said softly:
"yes."
Wen Jin put her hand on her heart, "I may not be able to help you. You treated me so unkindly and pushed me away. How could I expect a good ending for you? I'm so rebellious. I'm sorry."
"It seems that you are not willing to take me back to Xue Mansion to have a drink with your father today. You will not allow me to go home for the night. It doesn't matter if you don't take me home. You are in my hands, and old Xue is mine.
." These few words deliberately made Wen Jin sad. At that time, he sent her back to the middle palace. When he got off the horse, his servants immediately rushed to the chariot to welcome the emperor back to the imperial study. The emperor said to Wen Jin, "
Go back, don't keep your brother waiting."
After saying that, Fu Jingheng turned around and wanted to get into the carriage.
"Your Majesty..."
"Don't call me so softly. It makes my heart feel hot and I don't let you go home to live there. I feel uncomfortable every time." The emperor said.
Wen Jin looked at the sky and saw that it was actually lunch time. She didn't say anything about letting him stay at home to eat. In short, it didn't look like home here. Of course she knew that he hadn't been home for many days. If he came back, he would go to Qianchan.
Are you in the house? Qianchan was drying clothes in the yard. Wenjin couldn't help but ask him: "Why don't you go in and see her?"
Fu Jingheng looked back at her and said, "If you look at her at night, she is cute when she is asleep. She is so comfortable to look at. She is not well-behaved when she is awake, making people unable to move. I am afraid that she will be uncomfortable if it is serious. If I move, I am afraid that it will hurt her."
She is not that she.
Wen Jin stared at him deeply for a long time, then she asked: "Why didn't you tell me that your father thought you were dirty and was unwilling to help you watch the stars, and that your mother obtained the throne by tampering with the imperial edict?
?”
"Where did you hear that? How dare you believe it when others say it!" Fu Jingheng was startled, fearing that he would see contempt in her eyes. A dirty word hurt his heart deeply. Yes, his father thought he was dirty. He... was
What..., an abandoned baby.
Would Wen Jin also think he was dirty? Everything he had was a result of conspiracy. He was deeply frustrated, self-denial, and unbearable. He no longer had faith and self-worth. In addition, he had been poisoned for a long time, and he almost gave up.
Yes. He has always been strong. Now he is broken.
Wen Jin asked softly: "Are you having difficulties...are you worried...or are you hiding something that you can't tell? Can you tell Jin'er what's on your mind...If you're worried about something heavy, can Jin'er share it with you...Jin'er will leave the palace and go to Li today and the night after."
The mountain is over... Your Majesty."
Fu Jingheng heard her gentle voice. He had been struggling for several months. He was indeed extremely lonely and painful. He longed for his wife to have an intimate relationship with him and for her warmth. His fragility seemed to be easily defeated in front of his wife's tenderness. How could he not know her?
He was about to leave the palace. This was arranged and facilitated by him.
We can't see each other again this time.
But leaving her behind was just dragging him into danger. He wanted her to live a safer and more comfortable life. After so many years, he hoped to give her a stable environment.
He clasped his slender hands and said with difficulty: "Jin, I have a lot of worries... My love at first sight will help me share the burden. There will be chaos in the palace. You can pack up and leave the palace. Be a good queen on the way.
My duty is to follow Qian Chan at all times, never leave her for a moment, and take good care of her for me."
"Your Majesty, if you have difficulties, we can find a solution together." Wen Jin said coldly again, "Don't worry about it..."
"I don't need to think of a solution with you. I need you to leave immediately and go to Lishan. Just be your political chess piece and don't linger around me!"
I am not a proud man of heaven, and I don’t want you to see me at my most embarrassing side. I don’t want to be unable to hold my head up in front of my wife. He has always been proud, and he cannot accept that he is now a traitor to the country.
He knew very well what those people were going to do. He didn't know the success or failure. He was also afraid that his wife, children, and children would be in trouble.
Wen Jin was shaken by the emperor's fierce shoulders and almost cried.
She just wanted to help him share the burden with good intentions. She could never ignore his sadness and helplessness. The loneliness that he didn't want to talk about made her wish to be close to him.
The Queen Mother Xia came to the palace to see her grandson, but she came with her grandma who had returned from a walk. She saw the Queen at the door, but did not see the Emperor who was blocked by trees. Seeing no outsiders, she said sadly to her daughter-in-law:
"Jin'er, as you are here, the Aijia will discuss with you whether it is better to have dark wood or golden nanmu for the coffin of Chang'er. Dark wood is moisture-proof and waterproof, while golden nan is exquisite and delicate. Although he has placed a concubine under your eaves.
, as a wife, you still have to prepare for his death. Don’t let him know, do it quietly."
Wen Jin: "?"
Fu Jingheng: "………………………………"
Grandma said sadly: "I don't want golden nan. My grandma's coffin board is made of golden nan. There was a big crack in Tianchanglin that year. I asked people to repair it for a while. I couldn't bear it. Oh, here we go.
It was time to bury Qian Chan together. He thought deeply about it."