In the dead of night, Wen Jin gently patted his shoulder. His frown slowly relaxed, and he found a place to rest in her arms. He held her tightly in his arms as if she were his cherished treasure.
His breathing gradually became evener, and she couldn't help but reveal her inner feelings and quietly pressed a kiss on his cold and handsome eyebrows.
The next day Wen Jin got up early and organized Fu Jingcheng's wardrobe in the Yong'an Street Villa. Each cabinet was labeled with stickers to mark what was stacked inside, and the bronze mirror on the wall of the bedroom was written in large small letters.
I wrote the words 'Quit drinking' and hung it on the mirror.
There were many century-old wines stored in the wine cellar of the other courtyard. She used a small hammer to smash the wine jars one by one, causing the wine to spill all over the wine cellar, causing a small flood and destroying all his fine wines.
Immediately, the courtyard was filled with the aroma of wine, and the horses were slightly tipsy from the smell.
Wen Jin used her limited time to help Fu do more things. She took care of him like a doting son for a while, as she had done for many years. She remembered that he liked to eat the wontons she made, so she made his favorite wontons.
, all she can give the emperor is the fireworks of this world, the taste of life.
When Fu Jingheng got up and saw no one around him, he felt disappointed and asked Lao Mo: "Girl Jin is gone?"
"I'm not leaving this time." Lao Mo bowed and said: "I woke up early and destroyed your wine cellar. Its value is immeasurable. It mainly contains century-old famous wines. Our family feels sad to see it, but it's better not to drink to maintain health. Then Lord Jin
I have tidied up the wardrobe and washed the underwear you changed into last night with my own hands. Now I am making your favorite wontons in the small kitchen. It feels like home when Master Jin comes back."
When Fu Jingheng heard this, his heart suddenly moved. Everything that belonged to him before now felt like it had been stolen. When he saw the two ridiculously large words "Quit Drinking" on the bronze mirror, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.
She dared to use big words to provoke him like this, "Call the accompanying imperial physician here. If you have any questions, please ask."
"Yes." Lao Mo went to the back hall to call the emperor's imperial physician, Zhang Yuan of the imperial hospital.
Zhang Yuanjing approached the emperor and knelt down, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask."
Fu Jingheng took a sip of the warm tea prepared by Wen Jin in advance. He didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point: "After a woman induces labor, will there be... milk?"
When they were intimate last night, he tasted the sweet fragrance of milk. After being rubbed by him, a lot of it squirted into his mouth, like milk overflowing. At that time, he was panicked and relieved, but he endured it silently.
Mr. Zhang Yuan’s face turned red. Your Majesty, what is this... What did you do to Lord Jin’s son? He said seriously without changing his face: “Master Jin’s labor is induced at seven months. If labor is induced this month, it will be
There will be milk secretion, but gradually the milk will disappear. Now that three months have passed, there shouldn't be much left."
"Yeah. Got it. Let's go down." Fu Jingheng still has a trace of thoughts. Maybe his and Su Wenjin's child is still alive, and her milk... is quite a lot. Is it because the labor was induced and the milk has not been fully restored, or... I thought...
Here, the cup in my hand trembles.
Zhang Yuan resigned.
When Fu Jingheng came to the small kitchen, he saw Wen Jin wearing plain clothes and hanging her hair behind her ears with her hands. She was so gentle and gentle. He walked over and hugged her from behind, kissed her ear.
"I thought you had gone, but found that you hadn't. It makes me proud. It's rare for you to be generous."
"You're up." Wen Jin looked back at him, and he pecked her lips, as he did when she was still fine.
"Yeah. I was struggling so much last night that I almost couldn't get up and my legs were weak." Fu Jingheng deliberately joked with her and watched her ears turn red.
Wen Jin couldn't flirt with him without any grudge because she had Jiang, "Stop talking..."
"I will send you back later, watch you return to Liu's house from a distance, and return you to Xiao Jiang."
Wen Jin was embarrassed, "In person?"
"If I don't show up, I will let you down in that... far away alley in a sheltered place, so that it won't embarrass Xiao Jiang. It would be disrespectful to seize a woman from your subordinates face to face, and I can't do it. At most, I can suddenly go to Xue Mansion at night.
Appearing in front of you, getting drunk in your boudoir, and making your beauty look pale." Fu Jingheng spoke to her softly again, and placed his thin lips on the back of her neck, leaving a shallow kiss mark.
Wen Jin was aroused by his flirting words. He was well versed in the affairs between men and women, and it was really hard for her to resist. He kissed her until the back of her neck felt itchy, so she avoided him and said with a smile: "Eat wontons."
"I'll eat you first. I'll take possession of you before I give it back to him." Fu Qiang forced Wenjin to have a good time with her at the small kitchen window. "Go back with my taste. Remember to miss me."
Who knows if he will turn against you next time we meet again.
Wen Jin didn't have breast enlargement. Thanks to his hard work, he didn't ask and she didn't tell.
Fu Jingheng's wine cellar was destroyed, but he was not angry. Instead, his eyes were warm and he let her destroy it. From the aroma of the wine in the garden, he felt that Wen Jin still cared about him. Afterwards, he pressed her on his lap and forced her to
She fed him wontons, and then he fed her wontons, which was so good at killing time. Apart from being irresponsible to her, the king was also a good lover.
Fu saw Wenjin tapping the table with her fingertips, obviously in a hurry to leave, and she couldn't sit still. He kept silent and chewed the wontons as slowly as he could. Wenwen smiled with her and told her to be so good, almost
The sentence "Old Mo, let's postpone the exam for promotion to Taiyuan College to tomorrow" came out of his mouth, which made her spend the whole day.
"Old Mo, prepare a carriage and go back to the court, and take the little things to the old city to return to Xiao Jiang." After all, he did not continue to annoy her, Fu ordered rather urgently, "Time is tight, hurry up, don't delay.
"
"Yes..." Is our family delaying, please?
Wen Jin really found it incredible, and he became anxious. After receiving the release order, she stepped down the imperial steps and planned to get into the emperor's broken carriage. Then she heard a dog barking in the courtyard, which sounded familiar. She hurriedly walked into the courtyard and unexpectedly
Seeing Ah Da in a yellow mantle running around in the courtyard, Wen Jin was stunned: "Ah Da! Why are you here?"
Fu Jingheng held the puppy in his arms, entered the carriage with Wen Jin, sat on a chair and petted the dog. He did not explain, the puppy had obviously rebelled and joined Fu.
The carriage drove towards Liu's house.
Wen Jin saw her grandma's watchdog in Fu Jingheng's arms and felt quite comfortable being touched by him. She couldn't help but ask: "Why is my watchdog here with you? I've been looking for it for two or three times."
It’s been months.”
"Picked it up." Fu said calmly.
"Where did you pick it up?"
"The front yard of Xue Mansion."
There are almost three black lines on Wen Jin's forehead. They were picked up at her house. It must be a burglary. "Can you return it to me?"
Fu Jingheng chuckled, "No, it has changed owners. It has abandoned you and fallen into my arms. But you can come and see it often. Yong'an Street welcomes you."
Wen Jin clicked his tongue, not knowing what to say, so he had to give up on Ah Da.
At the entrance of Broken Bridge Alley, the carriage stopped.
Lao Mo opened the car curtain. Wen Jin did not hesitate or said goodbye to Fu. He got off the carriage directly. Looking back, Fu Jingheng averted his eyes. Wen Jin quickly entered the depths of the alley and jumped into Jiang Qing's carriage.
within.
The moment Lao Mo lowered the car curtain, Fu Jingheng felt a fishy feeling in his throat, red threads spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his thin lips gradually lost color. He personally sent his former lover to Jiang's carriage. Is this the respect she wanted? It's really uncomfortable.
Ah, it hurts Xiao Jiang enough.
Lao Mo hurriedly said: "Sir, I really need to stop drinking in the future."
"Fill up the wine cellar." Fu Jingheng ordered, "She doesn't know if she has quit drinking. She won't come to see her dog. She left without looking back."
Wen Jin got into Jiang Huaizhou's carriage. Mrs. Liu was hugging Chang Lin. When Chang Lin saw her mother, she stretched out her arms and babbling for her mother to hug her. The carriage passed Fu's carriage at the street corner, and Chang Lin's grandmother
I don’t know if I heard the squeaking sound from over there.
Lao Mo looked straight in the direction of Jiang Qing's carriage. Is there... a baby in the carriage? Did I hear it wrong?
Jiang Qing asked, "Jin'er, why did you come back from outside? Where did you go early in the morning?"