Fu Jingheng was shocked, touched her forehead, and checked the temperature, "There is no fever. Don't make trouble. Fu and Wen are irreconcilable. This issue will bring you and me into a deadlock. We need to avoid talking about this topic for the time being."
"I want you to marry me. You go to Xue Kuang to propose marriage. You go and tell my grandma that the child in my belly is yours." Wen Jin held her hand on his lapel, "I want you to take me to see your mother."
.Tell your mother that I am your sweetheart, and tell her that you like me."
Fu Jingheng was so provoked that his body stiffened, and he put his hands into her bun, "Okay, what's wrong? Why are you so anxious? We are still young, aren't we."
"I'm twenty-two years old. A child is about to be born! I can't continue to be a mistress." Seeing that he didn't answer her, Wen Jin asked, "Fu, will you marry me?"
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Fu Jingheng asked her.
"lie."
"Okay, lie." Fu Jingheng felt a dull pain in his heart, "I will marry you. I have wanted to marry you for a long time. There is not a day that goes by that I don't want to marry you. I wish I could eat you alive."
Wen Jin's heart gradually lost. His mother forced her to leave, which was very insulting, but she could bear the hurt. She forced him like crazy today because she hoped that he could make the decision for her, but she became more and more lost and desperate.
"I want to hear the truth."
"To tell the truth..." Fu Jingheng narrowed his eyes suddenly and tightened the hand around her waist, "I will marry her, follow the path I should take, marry Duanmu, and stabilize the court. She will be
my wife."
"Oh. She will be Mrs. Fu." Wen Jin was hit by an arrow in the chest, and her body became cold.
"Jin, let's just talk about ourselves. We don't need to make them the topic. Let's live a small life like this, with grandma." Fu Jingheng's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of scaring Wen Jin.
Wen Jin looked at him blankly and said slowly: "Fu, when Changlin is born, can I call you daddy and me aunty in front of others? Changlin and I can walk out of the dragon's dormitory and go anywhere in the palace.
Can I come to you on any occasion?"
"You can call me daddy in the dragon's dormitory. Outside, you can call me your lord or your lord." Fu Jingheng's voice was not cold, but even gentle.
Wen Jin was heartbroken and said with a smile: "I want to induce abortion and marry someone else. I will no longer be a good boy for the emperor. I will be a good boy for others."
Fu Jingheng let her go and sat on the chair staring at her, his face gradually gloomy. He was tortured very hard by the little girl. She stimulated him and poked his lungs when stimulated. Other women could not control his emotions at all, but
Every word she said affected him, and he was feeling very depressed and painful at the moment. The feeling of love made him uncomfortable but he couldn't help but go deeper.
He was not an emotional animal, but he would become trapped and lost when he was with her. He reminded himself countless times not to be so irrational, but...
"Can you say that again."
"Yes." Wen Jin responded, "I want to induce abortion and marry someone else. I won't be your good boy anymore. I will be someone else's good boy."
Fu Jingheng looked at her belly. He was not lucky enough for more than a month and never saw the baby's fetal movement. He originally wanted to make up for it after the baby was born, but when he heard that she was going to induce the baby, there was a bang in his head and he didn't recover for a long time.
, he suppressed the surging anger in his heart and said: "Come here and eat the noodles. Don't make trouble with me when you are hungry. Don't make trouble again when you are full."
Wen Jin sat at the table, picked up the chopsticks to eat noodles, lowered his head, and ate one bite at a time.
"Eat a big bite." Fu Jingheng ordered her.
Wen Jin listened to his words and ate so much that Fu Jingheng felt so much pain in his heart.
After Wen Jin finished eating the noodles, he took the bowl to the small kitchen to be washed, then came back and sat down next to him.
Fu Jingheng raised her chin and said, "You induced the child to have an abortion. Who will you marry? Xiao Jiang?"
"Yeah." Wen Jin nodded.
"The plan is ready, right? They coaxed me to 'let go' Xiao Jiang, saying that we would live a peaceful life with me. Are we going to have an abortion and remarry? Can't you pretend anymore? Can't stand being with me anymore?"
"Yeah. I can't pretend anymore. I can't stand you anymore." Wen Jin deliberately annoyed him, "You haven't felt a single fetal movement. I'm going to induce the baby, and you won't be allowed to see the body. I will give it to Xiao Jiang in the future.
To give birth to a child. Xiao Jiang went to Lao Xue to propose marriage and told my grandma that I was pregnant because of his father. My child will be called Xiao Jiang’s daddy and I will be called auntie. You can call him daddy anytime and anywhere inside and outside the house.
"
"Su Wenjin!" Fu Jingheng suddenly slapped his hand on the table. The jade ring finger was also broken, and his thumb was bleeding from the broken jade. "You continue to stimulate me, don't be afraid that I will fuck you to death."
Wen Jin was so frightened that she trembled all over, knowing that she could no longer irritate him, so she hugged his waist, buried her face in his chest, and spoke softly, pretending to be jealous, to distract him from his anger.
"Who asked you to come back so late? You stayed with her all day. I waited for a long time, cold and hungry. You made me feel uncomfortable, and I want you to feel uncomfortable too. I hate her. I want your Majesty to get rid of them all!
I want your Majesty to burn the little sedan that carried them through the door! I want you to be alone with me."
"Wen! You... are simply treasonous. I... belong to the world, not just you..."
"You are cruel to me!"
"Old Mo, burn all the sedans in the palace!" Fu Jingheng told Lao Mo, "In the future, except Su Wenjin, no one else should use sedans when going out."
"Yes! I will go and do it immediately." Lao Mo immediately ordered people to burn all the five or six hundred sedan chairs in the palace. No one at Daoqing Lake knew what happened. Only Wen Jin's little red cap was left.
The sedan was placed in the dragon's bed.
Wen Jin snuggled into Fu's arms and stopped talking. She didn't expect that he would burn the whole sedan. Before they left, she became very strange. She didn't know what was wrong with her. She deliberately provoked him and touched his bottom line again and again. In the end,
She was probably reluctant to let go. She hoped to find out from his reaction that she was cared about, and quickly said: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper, I..."
"It doesn't matter. Just be happy."
Wen Jin looked at him blankly.
When Fu Jingheng saw that she had behaved and was fighting for favor like a petty person, the anger in his heart had subsided. As long as she was willing to fight for favor, it proved that she still cared and that he could tolerate her harmless little temper.
"I was forced to be anxious just now, and I said something ugly. Don't take it to heart. In the future, it may be like inducing labor, or remarrying. Don't say it easily. It's too hurtful. It's no less hurtful than when I mentioned the word "Luo Hong."
"Yeah. You mention it again."
"Me! I can't argue with you. It's just an analogy." Fu Jingheng added: "I really have something to do today, and I did come back late. You provoked me just now, and I also need to be comforted. I will punish your little talk first, and then go to the theater to watch the show.
Um?"
Wen Jin understood what he was referring to, tapped his chin, and said to him: "I want you to hold me on the way to the theater."
"Yes. I have been holding you." Fu Jingheng cherished her obsession today. She was not so clingy to him. He held the back of her head with his slender fingers, lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, and teased the tip of her tongue.
Kissing her deeply in front of the small window.
He put his hotness into her mouth, using his breath to punish her for just deliberately irritating him, using the most intimate behavior to make himself feel that she still completely belonged to him.
Afterwards, Wen Jin's eyes turned red and he drank tea and rinsed his mouth.
Fu went to take a bath, and when he came out, there was still lust in his eyes. He rubbed her red and swollen lips with his fingertips, and called her last name in a half-shallow voice: "Xiao Su."
"Um."
"Call Brother Heng. I haven't called you in a long time."
"Brother Heng..." She agreed to him. She didn't know if she would have the chance to call him that in the future.
"Well...satisfied."
Wen Jin's ears turned red: "Have you ever been like this with her?"
"without."
"I do not believe."
"No explanation. Keep imagining. Imagine the worst for me." Fu Jingheng rubbed the broken hair on her forehead.
"Will you get Mrs. Fu pregnant?"
"No." Fu Jingheng clasped his hands together and begged for mercy: "Spare me. I can't resist anymore. I want to find a washboard and I will kneel down for you, little ancestor."
Wen Jin can no longer feel any sense of security. He makes her feel mysterious and unfathomable. She is worried about gains and losses and can no longer bear any more. He will not give her what she needs in the future. She has no other choice but to run away and hide and lick her wounds secretly.
There's a solution.
When she heard him mentioning the washboard, her expression softened, she smiled with him and said, "I'll help you change your clothes. The jade-white clothes are the same color as mine. Let's go to the theater. It's time to go...