"See my emperor!" Everyone knelt down with their foreheads touching the ground, not daring to look at the noble king. Moreover, the king's face was obviously unhappy!
Fu Jingheng looked around at everyone, and everyone's hearts trembled, as silent as cicadas, and shaking like chaff.
Mo Gan and Qingliu forced the rough envoys to the corner to avoid hitting the holy driver. The rough envoys even kowtowed and even held their breath. Lao Mo said sharply: "What kind of place is the Dragon Nest? How can I tolerate you and others?" Damn it! I’m tired of living!”
Mrs. Wen secretly glanced at the cold and fierce emperor, her face moving wildly in fear.
Xue Ning's heart couldn't stop beating wildly. His face looked like a painting. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't think. She just wanted to throw herself into your arms immediately.
Wen Jin sighed quietly. He wanted to go to Huainan as soon as possible to do things, but he didn't want to be sent to a slave by Brother Heng, which would delay the progress. He was really anxious!
Fu Jingheng cast his eyes on Wen Jin's gentle but heroic eyebrows, and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people close to her: "In the past, weren't you my good wife? You were gentle, pleasant, and knowledgeable. Now I am like You saw an Ouchi master who was punching and kicking? You can no longer pretend to be polite, and you are bringing out your cards and backstage to challenge my majesty, right?"
"I'm not pretending..." Wen Jin touched the tip of his nose with his finger and realized that there was a thin layer of sweat on the tip of his nose. The pressure he brought should not be underestimated.
Fu Jingheng's words were sharp and spicy, and Wen Jin blushed with embarrassment at the words "big inner master". He had indeed seen her menacing three-legged cat kung fu, and it was really indecent for him to see her beating someone, and it was a royal mistake. instrument.
Now that he has seen it, he also knows that this matter was caused by Xue Ningwen and his wife. He is an upright man and a good emperor who loves the people and will not offend her without asking what is right or wrong!
""Me"?" Fu Jingheng laughed lightly.
Wen Jin felt a pang in his heart. In his mind, she didn't deserve to call herself me, "Slave... I'm not pretending, and I didn't propose a foster father to challenge your authority. I'm just trying to protect myself."
Wen Jin raised her eyes and stared at him. Their eyes made contact for a moment, and both of them moved their eyes, like thunder and fire on the verge of breaking out. The scene of the entanglement last night appeared in their minds, the wet warmth of the kiss and each other's breathing. Sound, his hardness...her softness...
Fu Jingheng retracted his thoughts, his eyes darkened, and his eyes became cold at first.
Wen Jin felt sour in his heart, his eyes were full of indifference and sarcasm, the dragon robe was tied to the top button on his neck, and the cuffs were tightly tied, with a cold look that kept strangers away from her, and the hot and wanton look when he asked for it from her last night The madness was completely different. He... seemed to not recognize her anymore. He lifted up his pants and refused to recognize her. Instead, he protected his new concubine Xue behind him.
"You're not pretending?" Fu Jingheng sat down on the golden dragon chair brought by his servants, crossed his long legs, and lazily pinched the handle of the folding fan with his slender fingers, "Since you're not pretending, how can you not kneel down when you see me? It must be so. The regent gives you the confidence! In your mind, your adoptive father is the number one person in the court?"
There was a hint of astringency at the end of Fu Jingheng's lips. When she was in danger, the first man she thought of was her adoptive father. Her adoptive father was only thirty-seven or eighteen years old. When she heard the soft tone when she called her adoptive father, she was afraid. It's not clear.
If she is innocent, why is she willing to sleep with me for so many years for her adoptive father? Don’t women value their bodies more than anything else? Unless it is for the person they love, they are willing to sell their bodies to other unrelated men without getting married.
Last night I kept talking about Jiang Qing, and today I keep talking about my adoptive father. How many men are there! I have been with her for so many years, what is it, just a bed partner for fun...
Xue Ning is so happy, your Majesty is angry, Wen Jin is going to suffer, the fun begins! I’ll wait for you!
Wen Jin felt bitter in her heart, tightened her hands, and knelt at Fu Jingheng's feet. She lowered her eyebrows and said, "I... I didn't think so. It's just that I didn't have time to kneel down. I don't understand political affairs. I am in a high position in the court."
It belongs to you."
Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes and took a closer look at Wen Jin. She was wearing men's clothes and looked like a weak-looking girl with a pretty face. Her submissive look made him have a tendency to retaliate and abuse her. Her usually plump breasts were tightly tied with belts and looked flat.
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Unconsciously, the image of opening the belt and untying her body flashed through his mind. After knowing her nature, he became less and less willing to respect her. Instead, he felt a sense of insult and attack.
Wen Jin didn't know what he was thinking about at the moment, and was also worried about how he would support Xue Ning. If he were to be punished to a slave or imprisoned in the cold palace today, he would really be unable to go to Huainan, and it would be uncomfortable.
And helpless.
It was easy to find some clues about the mother's case, but it turned out that it was difficult to find a palace thief! Hua Nan's hair might have turned gray while waiting in Xuanwu Gate.
Xue Ning knelt on the ground and gradually approached Fu Jingheng, wringing her handkerchief and crying until the rain fell. This is because you came late. If you had come earlier, how could you let the little bitch Wen beat her and Nanny Wen? You must have
He felt sorry for her, "Your Majesty, my sister... beat me. My face was swollen! Please see, sir! Thank you for coming in time, otherwise I don't know what she would have beaten my concubine into?"
With that said, he pretended to throw himself into Fu Jingheng's lap and cry, intending to wipe his tears on Jun Shang's clothes and make Jun Shang's heart soften like a pool of spring water.
"My dear, don't cry, I'm late." Fu Jingheng unfolded the folding fan and gently fanned away the heat of early autumn. The capital is located in the Central Plains, and autumn tigers are powerful during the day, but it is still quite hot. "I will help you."
Concubine seeks justice."
Xue Ning said, "Thank you for your love and mercy."
Wen Jin's nose felt sore, hearing him protecting Xue Ning with her own ears, it really felt like she was being punished by Ling Chi.
Mo Gan raised his eyelids and unfolded his fan calmly. He was probably afraid that Concubine Xue's tears and snot would stain his clothes. I have severe mysophobia. If my nose and snot got on my body, I would probably have to take a bath to wash off eight layers of skin.
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When she opened her fan, Xue Ning couldn't get close to the dragon's body. She could only look at the exquisite outline under the dragon robe, thinking what a coincidence. If you had opened the folding fan a little later, I would have already landed on you.
When she was in her arms, she really wanted to feel the contours of Junshang's skin. She glanced at Junshang's neck and saw a faint bruise of a purple kiss.
Xue Ning was jealous in her heart. Did Wen Jin kiss Jun Shang last night? What on earth did Jun Shang and Wen Jin do last night! From this angle, Wen Jin was clearly pressing on Jun Shang. How could Wen Jin kiss Jun Shang?
, it was just a kiss, but it also left a mark!
Xue Ning twitched and said, "Your Majesty, please make the decision for me! I am very weak. I am not as careless as my sister. I have been bullied by my sister since I was a child..."
The only sound in the yard was Xue Ning's soft crying, which seemed to make me feel pity for her.
"Stop crying." Fu Jingheng's eyes flickered with disgust, and he subconsciously rubbed his painful forehead.
Xue Ning was overjoyed. Her Majesty felt sorry for her and asked her to stop crying for the second time, so she cried even harder, "Woo... ow..."
Fu Jingheng: "..."
Mo Gan thought that the emperor was angry and hated women who could not understand his words. The emperor said, "Don't cry." He meant it literally. Is Xue Guifei okay? She seems to have a serious illness!
Wen Jin put her hand on her heart, her pregnancy reaction was obvious, her stomach was churning, and her step-sister's crying voice made her so sick that she almost vomited out the egg pancakes and sour radish slices she had eaten in the morning.
She looked carefully at Fu Jingheng who was rubbing his temples. He had migraines every time he got angry. He must be angry with her now!
Wen Jin couldn't help but whispered in concern: "Do you have a headache? I'll go get some painkillers for you."