"Okay." Fu agreed to her request without hesitation.
"Huh?" Wen Jin was surprised. His promise was too simple and seemed untrustworthy. She had prepared 200,000 words of sincere and touching advice, but it was obviously useless. She originally planned to have three people since Jiang Huaizhou was a child.
Wearing crotchless pants to talk about our friendship, but he didn’t give her a chance and seemed to hate Jiang Qing’s related topics.
"You can spare his life." There was no displeasure on Fu Jingheng's cheeks. He repeated his answer gently, cutting off the conversation about Jiang Huaizhou. Saying one more word felt like a waste of time.
Wen Jin's heart sank suddenly, and she knew clearly in her heart that Fu Jingheng was determined not to let Jiang Huaizhou go. The word 'yes' was just to stabilize her, "Fu, I was the one who asked Jiang Qing to take risks to steal."
It's medicine. Now my adoptive father must have discovered that the people took the antidote and detoxified him, and then the Arms Department punished Jiang Qing with the crime of stealing the antidote. If he dies, I will have a bad conscience for the rest of my life."
"Yes. I am kind-hearted and will ask people to save him and apply medicine and bandage to his wounds. Zhang Yuan has made a new anesthetic that can relieve pain, and I asked people to use it on Jiang Qing.
"
Fu Jingheng put a red cloak on her, pulled up the white fur-brimmed hat over her head, and tied the collar tightly to prevent the cold wind from entering her body.
"Sister, please feel free to stay with me. I will be kind to you and won't let you suffer anymore."
Wen Jin understood that there was no point in talking anymore, so she could only find another way to rescue Jiang Huaizhou, so she pretended to believe him, "Well, it's really great that you are willing to save him."
"The snow scene outside is very good. It's the first snow this year. We have known each other for nearly seventeen years." Fu Jingheng took Wen Jin's hand and said, "Let's go for a walk outside. Let's have a snowball fight like we did when we were children. Call Lao Mo, Grandma, and Zi Shu
, Yu Zhen, Bao Yin, have some fun for a while. Okay?"
"Hmm. Okay. It's been a long time since we had a snowball fight together, my lord."
Wen Jin then came out of the bedchamber with him, and he held her hand. The servants walked on both sides carrying lanterns, and their figures were tilted against the palace wall.
They came to the Farrow Terrace. In winter, the swallows flew south to overwinter. Only a few sparrows were left looking for food under the snow on the Farrow Terrace. When they came, the birds were startled and flew away.
Lao Mo and Yu Zhen were building a snowman, and whispered to Wen Jin: "Long live the game with the parrot for two days and two nights, and finally defeated the parrot and learned to say sorry."
Wen Jin looked at Fu Jingheng, and it was hard to imagine what it was like for him to hold a golden cage and teach the birds to talk. It would have no effect to issue an edict to the birds.
Yuzhen built a top scholar, antique and even a snowman in a meticulous manner.
Bao Yin hadn't woken up yet, so he took a nap under the tree. Zi Shu shook the pine tree, and snow fell on Bao Yin's head. Bao Yin cried and said dissatisfied: "Uncle, hey, bad uncle. Aunt Hua Nan
Auntie will treat you for me."
"Wake up quickly. We're building a snowman." Zi Shu shook the tree again, and a lot of snow fell.
Baoyin woke up completely, and was excited by Bing's movements. He cried and made a snowman. Zi Shu spent a long time coaxing the child, taking the child up, and even ignored the blind date. He will definitely be a good father in the future.
Wen Jin collected some snow from the eaves, turned around and called Fu Jingheng: "Be careful."
As he spoke, he hit a snowball on his sleeve with a bang.
Fu Jingheng's sleeves were stained with some snowflakes, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled warmly at her, tilted his head and told Qingliu: "The person who asked you to be put on death row in the Wen Mansion killed Jiang Huaizhou and took him to a foreign country to crush his bones and raise his ashes."
Jiang Huaizhou was tortured in prison and was already covered with bruises. King Wen was so angry that he lost control of the grain reserves. He did not expect that his adopted son, whom he had raised for many years, actually attacked the munitions department, allowing Fu Jingheng to take advantage of the grain reserves. It was really a flanking attack, and he was attacked from both sides.
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"Yes, Your Majesty." Qingliu said and disappeared.
Fu Jingheng also threw a snowball towards Wen Jin, and it landed lightly on Wen Jin's bun.
Wen Jin then patted San Xue's bun up, the tip of her nose was red, "Why are you really hitting people! I hit your sleeves."
"Does it hurt?" Fu Jingheng looked at the red tip of her nose, "I'll coax you if you cry. I learned how to coax the child just now."
Wen Jin felt a little bit in pain, but said firmly: "It's okay."
Fu Jingheng seemed to see her being stubborn when she was young. He picked up another snowball and planned to throw it at her again.
"Afraid of you." Wen Jin was not willing to wait for Snowball in a daze, and quickly turned around to avoid it, but Fu Jingheng hugged her waist from behind. Snowflakes slowly fell, and his dragon robe and her cloak were falling in the snow.
It looked ethereal below.
He held her hand, put the snowball in her hand, and crushed the snowball. Then a night pearl with soft and warm light lay quietly in Wen Jin's hand, lighting up the night.
, "Send it to you so that you won't be afraid of the dark even if I'm not around at night."
Wen Jin's eyes were sore and she held the Ye Mingzhu in her hand, "Thank you for the reward. You gave me another gift. I'm so happy."
Fu Jingheng took off the jade hairpin from his neck and put it in her hand. He then held her hand and wrote words on the snow together. He wrote softly on the falling snow on the Yanque Terrace: I am happy with you.
Wen Jin's eyes were sore, but she didn't allow herself to be confused and lose herself in his arms. She used a hosta to playfully add the word "Duanmu" behind "I am happy for you".
Fu Jingheng used a jade hairpin to brush off the word "Duanmu" and changed it to: "I am pleased with you, Su Wenjin."
Wen Jin was forced into a corner by his fierce and straightforward offensive. She panicked. When he wanted a woman, he was so passionate and unabashed. She didn't know that she could hold on for a few days. After the fall, she could make him fresh again.
a few days.
She used to be curious about how he usually pursued young ladies from official families, but now she knew.
She did not continue to disturb the snow with him, but snuggled into his arms obediently, going against his will in order to achieve the goal she wanted to achieve.
She had to send a message to her adoptive father, telling him that Jiang Qing was innocent and asking him to release her. Fu's people were guarding her tightly and they would definitely not be able to spread the news. She needed to create an opportunity. She whispered to him:
"Your Majesty, there are thousands of people staring at me in the Dragon Palace every day. I am like a serious criminal and my life is very inconvenient. You love me so much and give me so many gifts. Naturally, I can't bear to run away.
The misunderstanding is over. Didn't you say that we should start from the beginning? Let's just live a normal life as before. Let's withdraw the Imperial Guards, okay?"
Fu Jingheng stared at her quietly for a moment, examining the look in her eyes, "Are you serious? It's not fun to trick me."
"I'm not tricking you..." Wen Jin was almost defeated by his cold eyes, and she smiled at him without being humble or overbearing.
"Okay. I believe it." Fu Jingheng called Lao Mo, "Old Mo, remove the more than a thousand Imperial Forest Army troops from the Dragon Nest."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lao Mo immediately withdrew the Royal Guards.
Wen Jin breathed a sigh of relief and played in the snow with Grandma, Bao Yin, and Yu Zhen, and built several big snowmen. "Yu Zhen, don't just build the top pick, you can also build something more out of the ordinary. For example, build Bao Yin."
"Hey Baoyin, don't always pile up swords and guns. You can also pile up something more delicate, such as a jade necklace."
Yuzhen and Baoyin looked at each other and didn't agree with each other.
Fu Jingheng helped Wen Jin decorate the snowman, but he seemed to be becoming more and more insecure. He held her hand from time to time, worried that she would slip and fall in the snow, and something would happen to adults or children.