Wen Jin was hugged tightly by him, her nervous heart was beating wildly, and she could smell the wine on his body and the scent of some famous lady's powder in her breath. She probably had just finished socializing and came down from the palace banquet, so she frowned irritably.
Ajna.
"I have to go back. My grandma will be worried about me if I don't go back for a long time."
Fu Jingheng took the tablet away from her hand and carefully placed it on the partition. Then he locked his hand around her neck, forcing her to raise her cheek, leaving a thin shiver in her neck. He looked at her condescendingly.
"These days, you have been singing harmony with your grandmother and grandma. Grandma said that she would find you a husband's family. You said that you would live in the Xue Mansion forever and would not return to the palace. Grandma said that she would take Xiao Jiang to see you. You have been hooked on me for so long.
Aren't you just waiting for this moment? I took the bait, and I have always cherished my life, so I still took the risk to come out of the palace to reunite with you. If you, Wen, and Jiang have arranged an assassination, this is the best time."
Wen Jin was very angry, "We didn't hook you up. I didn't arrange any assassination. Can you think of something good for me? Let's leave it alone."
With that said, he was about to leave.
Fu Jingheng's thin lips suddenly came to her ears, shackled her in his arms, not letting her move, and whispered to her: "I have been busy with matters in Huainan recently, and I have been negligent, causing Lou to neglect your relatives.
You have defiled your aunt's memorial tablet. This matter is not my way of retaliating against you. I will not use such unscrupulous means to make things difficult for the elderly and children. The most I can do is give you the cold shoulder."
Wen Jin felt a little weak after listening to his explanation-like words. She raised her eyes to look at him and said softly: "Really? You don't know they hurt my family."
Fu Jingheng responded softly, "Well, I don't know. But I don't deny that the elderly and children have been wronged because of my neglect of you. I feel uneasy about this. Do you blame me?"
"Well. I care about my family the most. I almost feel heartbroken."
"There won't be a next time." Fu Jingheng said, "I promise."
Wen Jin didn't struggle to leave, and didn't know what he was going to do if he stayed. He lowered his head and gently touched the tip of her nose with his lips, without going deep. Wen Jin felt that she seemed to be cherished.
When he saw that she left without making a fuss, he let her go. Then he held her hand and walked out of the house. Mo Gan was holding a large stall of candied haws in his hands. He must have bought it from someone else's stall selling candied haws.
Fu Jingheng pulled out a candied haws from the pile and handed it to Wen Jin, "President Zhang said that pregnant women like to eat sour food."
Wen Jin took the candied haws from his hand with tears in her eyes, and then ate one. It was sour and sweet, and she tasted her own tears. Fu Jingheng wiped her eyes with his sleeve.
"I always wonder, when did I get pregnant with him? Was it the time on the roof three and a half months ago, or the time on the swing?"
Wen Jin was crying while eating candied haws, so Fu Jingheng took her hand and walked around the courtyard, and asked his subordinates to set off fireworks.
Qingliu set off a cannon and blew up half of Lao Mo's eyebrows. Lao Mo chased Qingliu in the other courtyard for revenge for half an hour. Fireworks exploded in the air, as brilliant as fireworks.
The fireworks were so beautiful. It was a pity that her birthday had already passed, but did it count as a birthday? He didn't say, and she didn't ask.
"Fu, I can't stand the tenderness after your neglect. I yearn for it, but I'm afraid it will suddenly disappear. I don't want my feelings to become cheap. Help me. I'm just a woman of flesh and blood..."
Wen Jin was trembling and walking on thin ice. She didn't know whether he believed her or not, but he prepared candied haws for her and set off fireworks for her. She wanted to believe that he admitted that Chang Lin was married. She must be easy to coax.
Fu Jingheng touched her head and put their token hairpin back into her bun. He asked her with a low smile: "Do you like listening to operas?"
Wen Jin shook his head, "I don't like the excitement, but grandma likes to listen to operas."
"I ordered people to build a stage in the Dragon Palace, six feet high." Fu Jingheng said warmly, "You and grandma can listen to music when you have free time. I ordered people to pick up some famous actors in the Huangmen Theater.
Go and stay.”
Wen Jin's heart hit hard. Six feet is not one foot higher than the stage in Xue Ningyi Lan Hall next door. Does he know what the woman is worried about? He also told her little thoughts. She is really good at it.
She was very discouraged and said, "I won't go back to the palace."
Fu Jingheng put his hand on her shoulder, "I didn't ask you to go back now. It will take some time to set up the stage. It's not difficult to go back as soon as I call. I asked you to come out and waited for eight days. It will be half a month before I get back to the palace.
ten."
Wen Jin's ears turned red, "You are a bad guy."
"Yeah. You're bad too." He responded softly, "I've never seen anyone so difficult to make an appointment with. I'll fight with you and wait."
Wen Jin lowered her head and ate the candied haws. He was quite gentle to her today. His affairs in Huainan were going well and he was a little less suspicious of her. She was indeed because of his candied haws, the fireworks, and the fact that he had learned from Xue
Concentrating on the lost and recovered pearl hairpin that was pulled out from her head, she became weak and seemed to be telling it to herself.
"I won't go back. Even after the stage is set up, I won't go back either. Brother Heng..."
"Just give it to me tonight."
Fu Jingheng did not continue to force her to return to the palace. He walked with her in the courtyard, looked at the autumn rain begonia flowers, and fed the multi-colored koi in the pond.
Finally, he kissed her hard on the mouth in the corridor, rubbed her waist into his arms, and said softly in her ear with a suppressed voice: "I'm not teasing you, Fu Jingheng misses you."
Wen Jin's weakness prevented her from resisting. She found that her heart was really moved by the candied haws, the fireworks, and him saying he missed her. She hated herself for being spineless.
He couldn't even wait to return to the house. He pressed her against the jade pillar in the corridor and gently invaded her body. He pinched her waist and asked her in a suppressed voice: "I want to ask, do you have a relationship with me now?"
Wen Jin bit her lip and said nothing.
Fu Jingheng breathed tightly and pressed her hard, "Say."
Wen Jin was carried away and clicked his chin: "Yes..."
She realized that maybe she would be miserable in the future. A boneless woman could not last long in front of him. She did not know what storms were waiting for her in the future. She was confused at this moment. He did not say that he loved her, nor did he say that she was
What did he do? He just didn't humiliate her, so she obeyed again. Maybe he just wanted to win and get the pleasure of conquest.
Wen Jin was ups and downs in the passion he created, and felt uncomfortable because of her inner yearning and self-blame. He was more restrained and did not hurt her child. Afterwards, she rested her head on his arm and was extremely upset: "Fu, I took my pregnancy and child with me."
When you go to sleep, you still think I am a bitch and despise me in your heart. Your other girls are all red, right?"
"If you talk in anger, you plan to hold a grudge for the rest of your life."
Wen Jin hummed, "I'm afraid I'll never forget it. It's very uncomfortable to think about it."
"In your father's study," Fu Jingheng asked lightly, "you said...twelve?"
Wen Jin blushed and said, "I can stop holding grudges... You have to be open-minded."
Fu Jingheng nodded, "Yeah."
"Fu, have you ever loved me..."
Fu Jingheng didn't answer her. After being moved, he looked into her eyes with hot eyes in the night, and asked her in her ear, "Hey, have you ever written two hundred and forty leaking letters to Wenguang?"
He literally tore through that fig leaf.
Wen Jin was startled in her heart. Some old memories were brought to mind. She dodged her eyes twice and whispered: "No..."
"I've never been in love. I've always been here to thank you." After she gave the answer, Fu Jingheng also answered her question and caught the dodge in her eyes, which made a nerve somewhere sting.
Wen Jin's heart felt like it was being stabbed. If it was just gratitude, why was he doing such an intimate thing now? Why was he treating her so tenderly? Was he just venting his body's desires?
For the next half month, Fu Jingheng would pick her up every night for a reunion and send her back to Xue Mansion in the early morning of the next day. Fu Jingheng would even take time to cook dinner for her in the evening, and then reluctantly prepare it
She was given all kinds of sweet and sour snacks, and the memorials were also dealt with in the other courtyard at night. She seemed to feel that they were living their lives like a young couple.
They would chat a lot, except for the child in her belly. He was well-informed and would teach her many areas that she had never dabbled in. Although she had read a lot, she did not go out for a walk.
I rather admire him.
He told her about his experiences during the war. He said that lying by the oasis in the northwest desert and watching the stars was very lonely and beautiful. He said that the ger nomads were more free and easy. They drank big bowls of wine and ate large pieces of meat. He also said that the Nanman people
The sea is very blue, and he can take her to see it when he has time. He even tells her that the proliferation of countries will not be normal, and he will not let this state continue.
She talked to him about her breakfast shop in Duanqiao Alley. She said that the Jinli Hotel would not always be so unreliable. She would not let this situation continue. When he unified the countries, she would host a state banquet for him.
Celebrating, she is also a person with dreams. She raised her younger brothers and sisters. She went to these places he mentioned. She said she dared to go alone. He went higher and higher, and she didn't want the gap to get bigger and bigger.
It’s big. I don’t want it to be just chaff.
But she made him laugh, and he said she was so stupid.
He hadn't laughed so happily for a long time. He smiled and leaned on her shoulder, and said softly through the drunkenness: "Jin, how about going home. Even if Luohong is not mine, even if he is not my seed, you still can't."
I admit it. As long as you are of the same mind as me from now on, I will forget the past..."
Wen Jin was confused and clicked her chin at him. She was actually a little moved. But looking back, she felt that his words sounded weird. When he sobered up, he would regret his drunken gaffe. He was even more humble than her.
.But...she really didn't commit any crime!
Grandma also came to Xue Mansion every day to talk to her grandmother, and then she wanted to take Wenjin back to the palace. She said it was cold and asked Wenjin to go back to the palace to beat cotton for Grandma's quilt.
Wen Jin found someone to decorate Duanqiao Hutong in the past half month. During the day, she went to keep an eye on the progress of the decoration, and at night she and Fu Jingheng lived a life similar to his outer room, living in confusion.
The scent of other women's powder has not appeared on his body in the past half month. Wen Jin knew that he was preparing for his wedding to Duanmu, and at the same time he was chasing the military advisor's sister and several other female guests from the general's family.
But he did it very cleanly. He never mentioned others in front of her, and he probably wouldn't mention her in front of others. He also didn't let those women appear in front of her, let alone let her kneel to anyone of his again.
Wen Jin was also forced by the relatively large offensive and had to follow Fu Jingheng back to the palace. After all, he went out of the palace every night and dispatched the imperial army. After all, it was still not as safe as the palace, which was heavily guarded and more secure.
On the day she returned to the palace, Xue Ning knelt down to greet Wen Jin at the door of the dragon dormitory. Wen Jin saw that Xue Ning had red threads under her eyes. She was obviously afraid of something. She was much more haggard and not as arrogant and domineering as before. Xue Ning knelt down to greet her.
, Fu should have arranged it in advance. It turns out that he never knew what she cared about.
As Fu Jingheng said, the grand stage for Long Sleeping was set up. She measured it, and it was exactly six feet, no more, no less. She was taller than Xue. The Miss Duanmu of Hanshan he loved was taller than Xue.