Full text of Wen Jin and Fu Jingheng: The day the tyrant took his concubine, I had morning sickness Chapter 37 Fu Jingheng puts the dragon boots into the house...
Chapter 37 Fu Jingheng puts the dragon boots into the house...
Hua Nan also returned to Dali Temple to work as an errand.
Wen Jin was in such a state of seclusion that she found herself in such a huge palace that she suddenly couldn't remember where she was. There were 4,800 rooms in the palace, but there was no room for her to settle down. She was penniless and helpless.
A sudden feeling.
In fact, she doesn't want much, one life, two people, three meals, four seasons, that's all.
Wen Jin took a deep breath, thought about her mother's case, Yu Zhen and Bao Yin, and then put away the feeling of helplessness.
Sisters feel helpless, so what should Yuzhen and Baoyin do under the eyes of their stepmother?
When you are the eldest sister, you must be strong.
She wanted to go back to see her younger brother Yuzhen and her younger sister Baoyin. She had bought the "Water Margin" that Yuzhen wanted a few days ago, and she also bought the trident that Baoyin wanted. She wanted to take it back to Xue Mansion to give to her younger siblings.
, and then also look at the grandma who has always been kind to the three siblings.
Wen Jin touched his lower abdomen, and then walked towards the direction of the dragon sleeping chamber. Before he reached the door, a man came from inside and grabbed Wen Jin's wrist anxiously, "Master Jin, Jin
Master, it’s not good, go and have a look quickly. Grandma, she... Grandma, she..."
The person who came was Grandma's personal maid Xiaolan. She wiped her eyes as she spoke and looked very anxious, "What's wrong with Grandma? Don't be anxious. Speak slowly and speak completely."
"Grandma, she..." Xiaolan took two deep breaths and said, "Grandma said she felt dizzy and wanted to vomit since she left Hanshan Nunnery. She has been feeling dizzy and weak. She collapsed after returning to the Long Sleeping Room.
, I’m lying on the bed unconscious at this time.”
"Has Mr. Zhang from the Taiyuan Hospital come here to see grandma?" After hearing this, Wen Jin was filled with concern, and quickly walked towards the dragon bed, came to the west room where grandma lived, lifted the curtain and went straight in.
"Just now we have sent someone to ask Judge Zhang. At this time, Judge Zhang has not come yet." Xiaolan said anxiously: "Master Jin, what should I do? Grandma has always been strong, why did she suddenly fall down?
.When the illness comes, will grandma...will..."
"No." After Wen Jin entered the room, she hurried towards the bedside, "Grandma has been kind to others throughout her life and has accumulated countless virtues. God will not make things difficult for kind people. She is an immortal pine and will live a long life.
, it’ll be okay!”
While walking, two figures passed by the end of her eyes, also waiting beside the hospital bed. Because she was anxious to check on her grandma, she did not look at the two figures.
When she came to the bed, Wen Jin sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her grandma's face tenderly, but she saw that her face was blue, her brows were furrowed, she was unconscious, and she looked pitiful.
Wen Jin immediately felt heartbroken. She had lived with her grandma and Brother Sheng since she was a child. Grandma taught her embroidery skills, taught her cooking skills, made her slingshots, combed her hair, and taught her how to deal with menarche.
Just like her mother, when she saw her grandma falling ill, she felt really sad. She gently held her grandma's hand and shouted in a trembling voice: "Grandma, girl Jin is back."
Grandma was quiet and didn't respond.
Wen Jin lowered her body slightly, approached her grandma, and whispered in her ear: "Grandma... Grandma... Zhang Yuanjing is coming soon."
Suddenly smelling some coal, Wen Jin's mind was stirred. She remembered that grandma said during the autumn and winter last year that Hanshan Nunnery was very cold because of the snow all year round, and there were many coal stoves. As soon as the window was closed, she smelled it.
The smell of coal will make you have a headache and dizziness.
I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that grandma got sick due to the smell of coal?
"Xiaolan, open the east and west windows for ventilation. Hurry!" Wen Jin said, first pulling back the quilt that was tightly covering Grandma's body so that the old man would not be so restrained, and then she went eastward
He trotted over to the window, reached out and pushed open the two windows.
"Yes, Lord Jin." Xiaolan followed the words and trotted to the west and pushed open the window.
At midnight, the autumn wind blew through the house, bringing a lot of cold autumn feeling.
"Some people don't have a future emperor's wife, just don't see Miss Duanmu when they come in." Suddenly, the voice of Xue Ning, who was supposed to be banned in Yilan Hall, sounded in the room, and she was heard sarcastically: "Now, I am uneasy again.
I kindly opened the window, but grandma was already unconscious from the cold. The draft is so strong, how can grandma's sick body withstand it? Do you want to kill grandma?"
When Wen Jin heard the sound, he looked towards the source of the sound and saw a person sitting on a chair in the room. The person looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, three or four years younger than Wen Jin. He was the empress dowager of the Hanshan Nunnery.
Xia Ranshuang is looking for the emperor's wife, Duanmu Fu.
Sourness surges from the bottom of my heart.
Xue Ning stood beside Duanmu Fu like a slave, trying to please the future queen. The top priority was to get rid of the little bitch Wen Jin first!
Wen Jin tightened her hand and said softly: "Just now Wen Jin was anxious to see grandma's sick body and didn't notice Miss Duanmu. She didn't know that Miss Duanmu was here. I still want to see Haihan."
"Sister, there's no need to be polite." Duanmufu said with a gentle smile: "Grandma is sick, so it's right to check her body first. However, the window was quickly closed. We are young people, and we still feel like an autumn rain.
"It's a cold day, and my body is still shaking when the autumn wind and drizzle blow, not to mention that the old man is sick."
Wen Jin said softly: "Grandma may have been exposed to the smell of coal in the Hanshan Nunnery. Air convection is more conducive to Grandma's recovery."
Duanmufu was startled, "That's wrong. Both the Queen Mother and I were in the same room with grandma in Hanshan Nunnery, and we didn't feel any difference. Grandma won't get sick alone."
Xue Ning said angrily: "She is just uneasy and well-intentioned. She is jealous that Miss Duanmu is the future emperor's wife. Giving grandma some ventilation is a lie. I think it is true that she wants Miss Duanmu to catch a cold!"
Duanmu Fu held his hands on his sleeves and said helplessly: "I am not in the palace on weekdays. Why is Miss Wen so hostile to me?"
Xue Ning said bitterly: "She occupies the dragon's bed and thinks she is the queen!"
Wen Jin frowned, "Those who are clean will be clean themselves. Wen Jin is not hostile to anyone. He is just concerned about grandma's illness."
Duanmufu felt unhappy when she saw that Wenjin's brows were neither humble nor arrogant, and she seemed to regard Longshen as her home. She softly ordered her maid, "Close the window."
"Yes." The two maids walked towards the east and west windows, making a show of closing them.
"Don't close the window. I think grandma needs ventilation to remove the lesions." Wen Jin pressed his hand on the window lattice and said calmly: "Jiang Zhang will be here soon. If Wen Jin is at fault, he is willing to be punished!"
"Yes! You are right to listen to Master Jin!" Xiaolan also followed Wen Jin's example and put her hands on the window lattice, thinking to herself, I believe Master Jin, Master Jin will not take action rashly if he is not sure about something.
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Duanmu Fu couldn't help but show displeasure as he was brushed off.
"Ouch. Wen Jin, do you think you are the first wife of the emperor's wife? How dare you ignore Miss Duanmu's instructions!" Xue Ningyi said arrogantly to Duanmu's two maids: "Don't be afraid of her, she is just a slave to the emperor.
Indifferent bed slave, just close the window!"
The maid received the order and stretched out her hand to pull the window sash. Wen Jin's hand pressed firmly on the window lattice. The maid suddenly pulled the sash over, and with a sneer, she squeezed Wen Jin's hand and made a mark, causing internal bleeding immediately.
The bruises became congested and swollen.
Wen Jin hissed, but his hand pressed against the window lattice and remained motionless, as steady as a mountain, without giving in at all.
Seeing Wen Jin's tough attitude, the maid was so frightened that she shrank back two steps. She... wasn't she afraid of the pain? She didn't dare to close the window anymore.
Duanmufu was deeply offended and became more and more unhappy.
Xue Ning was very angry, "You just deliberately gave Miss Duanmu a blow, right?"
Wen Jin firmly pushed the window open again, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "When Zhang Yuan arrives, he will conduct a consultation with grandma. If it is not smoked by coal, I am willing to be punished. Now, let the window be open. Just in case.
It was smoked by coal, and I couldn’t ventilate it in time, so I was afraid that grandma would..."
As he spoke, his tone was choked with sobs.
Xiaolan walked over quickly, took Wen Jin's hand up, and saw a large blood stain on her palm squeezed by the window sash, and said distressedly: "It's congested, it hurts like hell."
Wen Jin lowered his hands, hid them under his sleeves, and whispered, "It's okay."
Xue Ning said reluctantly: "It's terrible, some people really want to murder grandma and despise Miss Duanmu. Come on, please come up and punish this little bitch!"
"I remember that you were banned from the Yilan Palace. Who allowed you to leave the palace and yell here?"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from outside the door, and then a memorial rolled up the curtain, and Fu Jingheng stepped into the house with his dragon boots.