Chapter 12 I have the guts to touch you, how do you plan to make me look good?
When Wen Jin heard Mrs. Wen insulting her mother, she could no longer live in peace. If she is not beautiful, then she is not beautiful. When people are alive, filial piety comes first. The honor of the old mother will never be insulted by others. Her eyes were scarlet and she said: "What did the beast let go?
Play it again!”
"The beasts are kept here: the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, the mother has an affair with the fireman and dies in love, and the daughter steals other people's jade pendants. The whole nest is so bad that I feel bad!"
The flesh on Nanny Wen's face twitched, and she quickly followed Wen Jin in using the word "put". She realized it was wrong and couldn't take it back, just like admitting that she was an animal farting.
"Okay, I heard you clearly. The old beast needs to experience what it means to be evil to the heart. Just be a parallel importer and go to the lake to drink your fill."
Wen Jin neatly raised his foot and kicked Nanny Wen in the heart, knocking her over and falling into the lake. The old guy rolled a few times in the lake before crawling out in embarrassment. He choked and sprayed water from his orifices.
Tears flowed freely.
Wen Jin has a delicate figure, and now she is dressed like a weak scholar. Mrs. Wen is much stronger, but Wen Jin's explosive power when angry is amazing. This is like a rabbit that bites when it is angry. Although she is weak, she cannot be beaten.
People can be bullied at will, but Ai Ai cannot do anything about being pointed at or scolded every now and then. We won't cause trouble, but we won't be afraid of trouble when trouble comes.
"Kill someone! Live a long life!" Nanny Wen was unprepared and threw herself into the water, shouting like a drowned wild boar with its hair blown off.
Xue Ning saw her married woman and nanny being kicked over in the lake, and she quickly restrained Wen Jin's arm, "My sister is so angry? Aunt Wen didn't name her, and she didn't say it was your mother who stole her.
, I didn’t say that you stole the jade pendant. You are so angry, but you seem to have a guilty conscience! Could it be that my sister stole my jade pendant? "
"I don't like your jade stone! If you continue to be sarcastic and talk about my mother's reputation, I won't mind kicking you into the lake!"
Wen Jin's words show her arrogance as she regards money as dirt. Her mother comes from a scholarly family of Taifu, who is her maternal grandfather. Her scholarly character is innate, and the integrity in her bones cannot be wasted by her abject circumstances.
.However, my mother’s experience humiliated my grandfather, who also alienated her and her younger siblings over the years.
She raised her hand and waved away Xue Ning's hand on her sleeve, then slapped Xue Ning's left face with her backhand, giving the stepmother a five-fingered mountain.
There was a snap.
Xue Ning was stunned by the beating, "You...you hit me in the face?!"
Wen Jin sneered, "So that's your face. I thought it was the corner of the city wall!"
Xue Ning was speechless: "You!"
Wen Jin sternly said again: "You must have bribed Mr. Song from the slave office to taint my innocence!"
Xue Ning hesitated and said: "You, you don't want to spit on others."
Wen Jin made an inference in her mind that her stepsister had been stuttering when she was lying since she was a child, and it seemed that she had a behind-the-scenes deal with that Song bastard.
All the slaves in the courtyard were also stunned.
Just...what happened just now?
The little companion slapped the imperial concubine’s face crooked?!
And he used sharp words to choke the imperial concubine to the point where she was speechless?!
At the door of the palace, Fu Jingheng licked his lips and smiled, but he was not angry. Instead, he had a hint of indulgence and had no intention of going in to stop him.
After Wen Jin slapped the imperial concubine, he came back to his senses and knew that the matter was serious. After all, his official identity was just a companion who was ordered not to enter the royal chariot's study. He beat the imperial concubine and the imperial concubine's dowry. The emperor knew how to be furious, and he would definitely become more angry.
Dislike her.
But...if you don’t fight back when someone points your nose at your mother and scolds her, it would be too cowardly. It’s like someone scolding your mother for giving birth to you by stealing from a man. Who can bear it!
The worst is, if she uses the title of regent's adoptive father, your Majesty can't do anything to her for the time being, and you can temporarily overcome this crisis, but it may make Brother Heng hate her even more, after all, he is wary of her identity.
Fortunately, he went to court and was not at home. She wanted to run away as soon as possible. When grandma came back in the evening, she would be safe with grandma protecting her. If not, she would sleep in the same room with grandma...
Xue Ning was so angry that she extended her index finger and pointed in the direction of Wen Jin's face, "Come here, a mere slave who is accompanying you, actually beat up a second-grade noble concubine and take her down for me! Kill her with a stick!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the group of rough servants that Xue Ning brought when he came strode towards Wen Jin, stretched out his thick palms to arrest him.
Wen Jin tightened her hands and glared at these rough men, "I want to see who has the guts to touch Mr. Wen and his girl! I'll make him look good!"
With a single word, all the rough men were frightened. They all stopped in their tracks, looked at each other and did not dare to step forward.
Fu Jingheng clenched the folding fan in her hand tightly, her knuckles turned white, and the conniving smile on her lips disappeared in an instant. Her eyes were swept by overwhelming anger. She proudly... spit out the name of his father-killing enemy, and couldn't help but sneered: "Little
The bed slave forgot her identity again. It seems that she was not trained well last night!
Lao Mo, who was waiting by the side, was already sweating through his clothes. He carefully looked at the noble young monarch with a bright yellow body on the side, and thought that Lord Jin was lifting the dragon scales again! The Lord is taboo on Lord Jin's layer.
The identity of the righteous daughter of a political enemy! Which pot of Wen*doesn’t mention*Jin!
Xue Ning gritted her teeth, "What are you doing standing still? Hold this companion reading!"
The rough envoys are still timid, thinking that Prince Wen is the late emperor's brother-in-law, and the court and the emperor are divided into half. We are just servants, but we don't think we have a long life, so we don't dare to use violence against his adopted daughter.
, so they didn’t dare to capture Wen Jin. Furthermore, wouldn’t it be disrespectful to the king to touch the king’s companion in the king’s dragon bed? You have to look at the owner to beat a dog... The king’s temper is so violent, if he is picked,
This ball around our necks...
Xue Ning was so anxious that she stamped her feet, what a bunch of rubbish! She didn’t even dare to move her companion!
Wen Jin breathed a sigh of relief, the world became quiet, and she could finally set off for Huainan.
"I have the guts to touch Lao Wen and his girl. How do you plan to make me look good?"
A cold voice sounded from the palace door. The voice was extremely soft, but it contained an anger that could not be ignored.
"..." Wen Jin's heart skipped a beat when she heard his voice and was really afraid that someone might come...
The steady footsteps behind her gradually came closer. The footsteps stepping on the red maple leaves in the courtyard finally stopped beside her. She could see a bright yellow dress at the end of her eyes, and his wide sleeves were blowing against her in the wind.
The back of my hand is slightly itchy.
The fragrance of his body entered her nose with the wind.
Here he comes, the king of Guangli who was always in chaos and finally abandoned her, Fu Jingheng.
Wen Jin subconsciously rubbed the back of his hands under his cold sarcastic smile, her heart beating loudly, and she remembered the resentful look on her back just now.
When did he come and how much did he see?
Did you see her kicking Mrs. Wen and slapping the imperial concubine?
No way, he would have been here a long time ago...