Then, he took his hand back and glanced at Lao Mo, "The old rule is to tear off the human skin and arrange for a female guard to go back to Fu Chang. Ask Fu Chang to force the palace according to his plan."
"Yes, Master." Lao Mo waved his hand and asked people to carry Meng Wan's body away and did so. Then he quickly said: "Master, you...take some medicine to suppress the toxicity and painkillers."
"There's no need to feed her with medicine. If I died earlier, the queen wouldn't have to worry about me." Fu Jingheng stood up and walked toward the middle palace, "I can't afford her in this life. If I died earlier, she would be more relaxed."
."
Lao Mo was startled, "No, why did your Majesty say that? What did Meng Wan say? Don't believe it gullibly."
"Old Mo! Why don't you send her to Lishan! Does he know that she..." Fu Jingheng stopped talking halfway through.
When they arrived at the middle palace, Qian Chan was guarding the door. When she saw the emperor, she came over to salute him.
"Where is your master?" the emperor asked.
"I've been waiting for you in the bedroom all night. I want to find you in the study, but I don't dare to leave the palace for fear of falling into someone else's hands and causing trouble for you." Qian Chan pointed in the direction of the bedroom.
Fu Jingheng looked in the direction of his bed, but saw that the candles were still lit in the room. It was almost dawn, and the candles had not been extinguished. He couldn't help but feel warm. In this situation, many people deserted him and fled to higher places. Only
Su Wenjin is still guarding him.
He walked lightly to the door of his bedroom. Lao Mo gently pushed the door open and made some noise, and the emperor clicked his tongue.
Lao Mo retracted his hand, thinking that he pushed the door lightly enough, really...
Fu Jingheng entered the inner room and looked around, but he saw that the room was full of warmth, and it was still the same warm home. He saw Wenjin lighting a candle on the table, and she herself lay on the table and fell asleep with her arms as pillow.
He looked so charming, was he tired from Fu Chang? He immediately felt sad.
Fu Jingheng came closer and leaned down to take a closer look at her sleeping face. The long eyelashes cast two rows of shadows on her face under the candlelight, which was particularly pitiful. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her cheek, thinking that he had just given birth.
He had a life and his hands were dirty, so he went to the bathroom to take a bath first, then came out to find clothes in the closet to put on, and then touched her face without waking her up. He still had the same temperament and could look at her quietly for as long as he wanted.
Don't think it's enough.
Wen Jin was sleepy when she suddenly heard a rustling sound and woke up suddenly. She saw someone sitting next to her. She was not fully awake, so she immediately let out a startled cry, "Oh..."
"It's me." Fu Jingheng saw that she was awakened by his voice and hurriedly expressed relief.
Seeing her waking up, he walked to the window and stood there, "I pushed you away on the dragon boat because of poisoning and a lot of unexpected things that happened. Qianchan is my subordinate."
"The Empress Dowager has told me. I just returned to Beijing that day, and you treated me like that, and my words were not pleasant. If I had known that you were in poor health, I would not have said that you should die in the cold palace or anything like that."
Wen Jin heard the emperor's voice and thought about his poisoning, so she walked towards him and hugged his waist from behind. She felt that his body was cold even through the thin clothes. She said
: "You just came down from the study? Take a rest for a while. Why don't you go to the court at dawn? You lie down and I rub your forehead?"
Fu Jingheng was hugged by her slender arms, and his waist tightened. He then thought of her having a private meeting with Fu Chang behind his back in the afternoon, so he pushed her arm away. His voice trembled, "Well. I'll go to the palace later.
Tang. I asked Qingliu to take a bunch of people into custody, and they are waiting for me in the palace."
Wen Jin saw him pushing her arm away. She was quite sensitive and realized that he was angry, and most likely angry with her. She felt sorry for his body and spoke softly. She wanted to be with him.
The days that followed were wonderful every day, "What's wrong, Your Majesty? Are you worried? If you are worried, you might as well say it and let's talk. We haven't had a good conversation for a long time."
"without."
Fu Jingheng didn't say much, looked at her deeply, and then combed his hair in front of the bronze mirror. He didn't use medicine to suppress the poisonous hair, but the pain made his hand holding the wooden comb unsteady, and he half-squinted his eyes.
Wen Jin saw that he was not feeling well and was trying to hold on.
Old Mo outside whispered, "Master, it's time for your Majesty to take medicine, but you haven't. I have to persuade him to take medicine. It's still difficult to maintain after taking medicine. He can't stop taking medicine willfully. The current situation is tense, and he can't make any mistakes. Otherwise, he can't make any mistakes in this situation."
No one can control the situation."
Wen Jin went over and took the medicine from Lao Mo's hand, which was just bottles and jars with large and small pills inside. She walked back, came to the bronze mirror, and said to the emperor: "Sit down, I will
Shall I comb your hair?"
"I'm not a waste. I can comb my hair by myself. If I can't comb my hair, I'll come to you." Fu Jingheng said in a bad tone, "I don't need you to worry about everything! I am your husband, not your son! What you have to do is to look after your husband and raise your son.
Don’t get involved in other things!”
Wen Jin was inexplicably scolded by him, and after saying "oh", she held her skirt in her hands and remained silent. She was a little embarrassed. Did she not listen to his words and go to Lishan, making him unhappy? "I won't give it to you."
You are causing trouble. I...I will stay in the middle palace honestly every day and will not go out. I am not the kind of person who just makes noises without knowing the importance. I will not fall into the hands of bad people and become a constraint for you.
I just want to be by your side."
"Of course you are not a constraint. You are welcome wherever you go."
Fu Jingheng realized that his tone was harsh and he felt uncomfortable. He threw the comb on the table, walked to the bed, lay down on his side, closed his eyes and rested. He no longer continued to be at odds with Wen Jin, and his feelings were all over the place.
If there was no quarrel, he would stop first. In every argument with her, he would always stop first.
Wen Jin saw that he was asleep and remembered that he was cold, so he took a freshly dried quilt from the closet and covered him with it. In fact, the weather was not cold in August, but he was suffering from the cold due to the cold poison.
The warm and fresh quilt covered him. Fu Jingheng felt a little warm, but for some reason, he lifted the quilt and threw it to the ground with an unknown fire. He could not accept Wen Jin having a private meeting with Fu Chang behind his back.
, and used his body to fight for his life. He was very angry and jealous to the point of going crazy.
When Wenjin saw that he had lifted the quilt, she stepped forward to pick it up and cover him again. He didn't want to, so Wenjin immediately covered him up, and then half of her body pressed down on the quilt and him under the quilt.
,"alright."
"You..." Fu Jingheng knew that she was stubborn, but he didn't expect that she would force him like this. He turned to look at her, but he didn't lift the quilt and throw it away again. Even in his heart, he longed for her to care about him so forcefully. He already
I want to push her away, but I can't help but trap her by my side. It's very contradictory and a struggle.
When Wen Jin saw that he didn't resist anymore, she loosened her hand from the quilt. She saw that it was still early and it was not yet dawn. She said, "Take the medicine and have a good sleep. I'll go there later."
Cook your favorite shrimp wontons. After you finish Fu Chang's business, I will take you home to meet my grandma. My grandpa likes to drink Dukang. We will take a few children with us and carry Dukang back to him.
Drink. You can get drunk in Xue Mansion and it doesn't matter if you get into trouble, I will take care of you."
Wen Jin said and went to get the medicine and water cup from the table.
His wrist sank and he was grabbed by Fu Jingheng.
Wen Jin turned around and met Fu Jingheng's deep amber eyes. He said, "There is no need to take it. I will no longer take medicine or work for you from now on. Madam, please sit down and rest. Don't do it anymore."
Do anything for me. I can’t bear the deep friendship.”