"..." Grandma suddenly felt sick in her stomach, her mind was spinning, and she vomited a lot of filth and acidic water, which made her bedclothes and clothes wet. After vomiting out the filth, she felt comfortable and refreshed.
Quite a lot.
Xue Ning looked at the half-digested vomit and felt almost nauseated. She quickly took two steps back for fear that it would get stuck on her body and held her breath for fear of smelling a strange smell.
Is this old immortal...being teased by my voice? That's too much, it's really too much. I want my aunt to make the decision for me, you immortal, just wait!
Duanmufu frowned when she saw Hu Wu, but she looked at Fu Jingheng, then rolled her eyes and said, "Come here, the old lady has vomited. Go get some water and wipe the old lady's face."
handwashing."
Xue Ning also pretended to cry and said nervously: "Yes, maid, go get some water and a towel quickly, grandma must be feeling very uncomfortable!"
Grandma touched her heart uncomfortably and groaned slightly.
Wen Jin didn't think much, and quickly took out his handkerchief from the lapel of his clothes and cleaned up the filth on the bedding and the old lady's clothes. The whole process was silent and not for anyone to see. The filth was stained.
She didn't take it seriously. Her grandma took care of her when she was young, and she supported and cared for her when she was old. Everyone gets old and gets sick. When you get sick, you need someone to take care of you at the bedside. It's human nature.
Grandma saw that Wen Jin was attentive and gentle, and there was no look of disgust in the eyes of the two women. Instead, she was sincerely caring and did not dislike her being dirty at all, so she was deeply moved. Shen Zishu was the only one under her knees, and there was no daughter.
Now I really feel that Wen Jin is a caring little cotton-padded jacket.
Wen Jin looked at the filth that grandma vomited carefully, and after observing it, he said: "Grandma, you always eat glutinous rice with white sugar. You know clearly that eating glutinous rice will make you indigestible, so how can you still be greedy? Really every day
I want to remind you...don't be greedy for sugar or glutinous rice, my mouth is also worn out."
Fu Jingheng's eyes fell firmly on Wen Jin, and he didn't look away from him ever since. She was really the most skilled woman he had ever seen. He couldn't see any traces of carving. If it weren't for
The autograph letter in which she betrayed him was still lying quietly in his study. He almost thought that he had wronged her, maybe she was acting so hard that he was already into the act.
Xue Ning saw Wen Jin's hands covered with the old man's vomit, and thought it was disgusting. Your Majesty must be disgusted by Wen Jin's hands being so dirty!
Duanmu Fu felt sour in his heart because Fu Jingheng's eyes were always glued to Wen Jin.
Grandma winked at Wen Jin mischievously, "That's not a rare opportunity. I went to Hanshan Nunnery. It was so easy that you, the little elder Tang, were not around to talk about it, so I was greedy and ate a few more bites. You see, old people
I'm so useless that I even vomited it out when I got home and let you find out."
Wen Jin's eyes were red, but now she burst into tears and smiled, "Looking back, grandma is still hiding from me and eating snacks secretly."
Grandma quickly surrendered, "I don't dare anymore. With a little nag like you, I don't dare to steal anything anymore. I must eat a reasonable diet and eat more vegetables. Take good care of yourself and don't cause trouble to your Majesty."
Wen Jin then nodded, "Yes. This year's harvest is not good. Your Majesty is suffering from hunger for the people. The first step we can do is not to cause trouble."
At this time, the maid brought water. Duanmufu sat on the edge of the bed and said to Wen Jin: "I will serve the old lady to wipe her hands and wash her face, and my sister will wash her hands. Serving the old lady is what a wife and concubine should do."
It’s hard to trouble my sister about things.”
Wen Jin was like having a basin of cold water poured on her head.
"Yes, that's right. Sister Wenjin is a reading companion, and she does important things such as helping the emperor to spread ink and hold pens. How dare you trouble my sister to do such menial tasks. Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that sister Wenjin is not allowed to enter the study room.
It seems that my sister has nothing serious to do in the palace." Xue Ning also suppressed her nausea, looked at her grandma's clothes that were soaked with vomit, and said: "I will help the old lady change her clothes."
When Wen Jin saw that both his wife and concubine had to serve the old lady, and he was neither a wife nor a concubine, he was really superfluous, so he got up from the bed.
He inadvertently raised his head and glanced at Fu Jingheng. His eyes were cold and not looking at her, as if she was dead or alive and had nothing to do with him.
Wen Jin suddenly felt ashamed.
She tightened the handkerchief holding the dirt in her hand, and then left the scene in embarrassment. She went to the outside, walked to the basin, pressed her handkerchief in the water, washed her hands and handkerchief, and used to treat Longshen as her home.
, at this time, I actually felt out of place, like an outsider.
She... really should leave.
After Wen Jin went to the outside room, Fu Jingheng's eyes followed her back outside.
Grandma saw that her brother's soul seemed to be lost. She had watched Fu Jingheng grow up since she was a child, and knew that the more he cared about something, the more he pretended not to care about it, as if he was afraid that others would know what he was thinking, so she smiled and said to him intentionally
Xiaolan said: "Xiaolan, I'm thirsty. The tea here is cold. Go bring a pot of warm tea from the outside."
"Yes, old lady." Xiaolan turned and walked away.
Fu Jingheng coughed lightly and said, "Grandma wants to drink tea. I'll go there myself."
"It's no longer your duty to come down from Jinluan Highness. How can I ask you to pour tea?" Grandma said with a smile.
"It's okay. The court affairs have just been arranged. I still have some time to serve you." Fu Jingheng nodded and stepped outside.
Xiaolan was so excited that she winked at her grandma and the two of them smiled knowingly. Jun went up to the outside to be alone with Lord Jin, hoping to put an end to the past feud!
After Fu Jingheng went out, grandma looked at Duanmu Fu and Xue Ning, who were attentive and attentive, and said unkindly: "I have to take care of you two, I must not do it. I'm covered in vomit and very dirty. Miss Duanmu hasn't come in yet."
, it is not convenient to serve me. Moreover, even if I pass the door, I am not your biological mother, but an old and immortal wet nurse. The two rich ladies should not use their efforts in the wrong direction. The right way is to go to Hanshan Nunnery. Mo
I want to destroy my old body."
It turned out that there was no oil and salt in it.
Duanmu Fu's face turned hot. She was told that she was rushing to be a wife to serve someone else's elders before she even got through the door. She felt very embarrassed and her eyes were a little red, "Yes, old lady. It's Duanmu who went overboard."
Xue Ning was so stupid that she stabbed Duanmu in the heart again and said, "I'm here now. Please serve the old lady."
Duanmufu glared at Xue Ning displeasedly.
Xue Ning was stunned. Did she say the wrong thing to offend the future emperor's wife? But she had indeed passed the test. There was nothing wrong with her words!
"You?" Grandma sneered and glared at Xue with the end of her eyes, "What can you do if you are clumsy? If you don't take care of me, I can live for two more years. If you take care of me, I will live a long life!"
"Old lady, I have good intentions!" Xue Ning explained.
"Kneel down." Grandma closed her eyes.
"Old lady, please calm down." Xue Ning shivered with fright and knelt down in front of her grandma's bed.
Xiaolan then stepped forward to help the old lady wash her hands and wipe her face, "The old lady is used to old people like us serving her. Don't be offended by Miss Duanmu and Miss Xue."
Fu Jingheng came to the outside and looked over there. Wen Jin was slightly bent over and washing his hands in the water basin on the shelf. From the back, his waist was very thin, as if he could hold it with one hand. In his mind
The scene of him grabbing her slender waist from behind and galloping across midnight made me feel even more anxious.
When Wen Jin heard the footsteps, she turned away and looked over. She saw him standing there quietly staring at her beside an antique vase as tall as one person, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Grandma is thirsty, and the tea in the room is cold. I came out to bring a pot of warm tea for grandma." Fu Jingheng caught her sight, and his heart beat twice as fast for no reason, and he turned his eyes to the tea set on the table.
.
When Wen Jin heard this, she washed her hands quickly. Thinking that the regent sent troops to kill the people, the emperor must be overwhelmed with government affairs. Now there are 20,000 refugees and 20,000 mouths waiting for food. Her mother was married to the Xue family.
Ten acres of fertile land and one hundred thousand taels of silver. After her mother died, the land was managed by the second room, and the dowry money was also in the Xue Mansion's warehouse. She really wanted to help Brother Heng, but she really didn't have anything in her hands.
I can't open this mouth for the time being.
It's not like she was a child anymore. When he needed a meal, she thought of an idea and got it for him. Now, she can't reach a higher level. She is penniless and she hasn't found her next meal yet. She can only look at his face.
share, let alone sharing it for him.
Wen Jin then said warmly: "Let me bring tea to grandma. If you have something to do in court, go and do it. Leave this place to me... no, leave it to Miss Duanmu. She will lead us to take good care of grandma."
of."
She originally wanted to say leave it to me, but when she said it, she realized that I was nothing, so there was no need to humiliate myself. She was in no position to say such things as a mistress, so she abruptly changed her tune.
Fu Jingheng walked to her side, staring at her without saying anything, with a tangled look on his handsome face.
Wen Jin became nervous because he was staring at him. He was more handsome than the others. Staring at others made him feel guilty. He felt that they were going to share the same fate, so he hastily washed his hands and handkerchief, and planned to put his hands on himself.
Lifting the water basin, his wrist tightened suddenly, and Fu Jingheng suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Wen Jin gasped in surprise, "Oh..."
Fu Jingheng moved forward slightly, and Wen Jin's body fell on his chest. Her heart was beating rapidly. She raised her cheeks and stared at him uneasily, but she saw him looking down at her with burning eyes.
.
"Fu...what are you going to do?"
"What do you think?"
Fu Jingheng smiled wickedly, pinched the belt around her waist with his slender fingers, and slowly pulled it open.