Empress Dowager Xia pondered for a long time, recalling the past, and said quietly: "Liu Rusu was kind to the Ai family. The Ai family suffered the loss of the late emperor, so Dowager Lou joined the other concubines to guard the late emperor's tomb and pray for him on the grounds that he needed his wife.
He was forced to go to the palace of Hanshan Huangling Nunnery. The youngest son was thrown away by Wen Guang in the cold palace and abandoned. At that time, Heng'er was less than three years old. His three sisters all followed the Ai family. He had never lacked a mother since he was a child. Heng'er was so pitiful.
"
Duanmu Fu listened and couldn't help but worry, "From now on, Fu'er will abide by the wife's rules, live in harmony with the sisters in the harem, serve the emperor, and respect you as an elder. Although Sister Wen can't tolerate Fu'er and occupies Fu'er's wedding room, but
Fu'er doesn't blame her. Your Majesty favors her, and Fu'er sincerely respects her."
"Good boy. You have been wronged." Xia Ranshuang had a deep-seated contempt for concubines and a natural respect for orthodoxy. "The night the Ai family went to Hanshan, the heart-wrenching cry of Heng'er in the cold palace still feels like yesterday.
Liu Rusu used the Phoenix Seal given to her by the Queen Mother to put pressure on Wen Guang to enter the cold palace. She held my son in her arms to comfort her, and the Ai family entrusted her with an orphan. It took her more than ten or twenty years to leave. Liu Rusu
There is merit and hard work.
Although the Ai family was dissatisfied with her alliance with Wenjin to fight against the Ai family, they could not ask her to go back to her hometown in Shandong for a while. She was sixty-five years old, more than 20 years older than the Ai family, and was a close confidant of the late Queen Mother. Slowly
Come on! If you and Heng'er can successfully get married, that little vixen won't be able to cause any trouble."
Duanmu Fu nodded, "Well, Fu'er also hopes that the wedding can go smoothly. Nothing goes wrong. The main thing is that on the seventh day of the wedding, the sacrifices, the altar, the historians, and the foreign guests are all there, just waiting to tell the world, you
I am very happy to have the good marriage between the Saint and Duanmu. The rightful owner of the world is your Majesty. If your Majesty makes any mistakes, the impact will be too bad. I hope Sister Wen will put the overall situation first and not make trouble at the wedding.
If something goes wrong in the wedding, wouldn't it bring your Majesty a bad name in history and make you laugh at the public?"
Empress Dowager Xia said sternly: "If Wen Jin really dares to cause trouble on the wedding day, the Ai family will be the first to not tolerate her! Anything that tarnishes the reputation of our son, the Ai family will never tolerate it! No matter who she is! As long as she hurts her
The Aijia's son will be severely punished by the Aijia!"
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There are many hibiscus trees planted around Yingfeng Terrace. The flowering period is from August to October. During the Chinese New Year period, some flowers did not bloom, and the flower branches wilted due to the winter snow.
Wen Jinyuan said that eight days was very long, but in fact it was not that long. Six days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the fourth day of the Lunar New Year in the blink of an eye.
Facts have proved that celebrating the New Year with the emperor is boring and terrifying to death. He is neither as joking as Lao Mo, nor as easy to get along with as Zi Shu. When he is at home, everyone has to be on tenterhooks at all times, with their hearts in their throats.
But in the past few days, he had completely given up on court affairs. The pile of memorials on the desk in his study was getting higher and higher. He, who was always diligent, actually did not turn over the memorials. None of the ministers who came to pay New Year's greetings were seen. His mother, the Empress Dowager, even turned down the New Year's Eve dinner when she passed it to him.
, the symptoms of miscarriage became more and more severe on the other side. He was a bit partial to small things, so he stayed with Wen Jin and Fu Changlin who he had never given their names to.
But he spoke very little. He could even go a day without speaking and just look at Wen Jin deeply.
Wen Jin didn't give herself to him on New Year's Eve. He blocked her in the bedroom several times, and she ran away because Chang Lin couldn't live without her. On New Year's Eve, Wen Jin talked to her grandma very late.
, Fu sat in the grandma's room and listened to them talking about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. He couldn't put it in his mouth with his chin propped up. Later, Wen Jin stayed in the grandma's room to rest.
Fu Jian wanted to avoid him, but Grandma couldn't say anything to him. On New Year's Eve, she stayed alone on the wedding bed in Fengqi Hall, while Wenjin stayed in the wing next door. His longing for her grew and she was deeply tempted.
In the next few days, Wen Jin arranged her time very full. On the first day of the new year, she asked her grandma and Sister Zhao to watch Chang Lin. She went home to have a reunion dinner with her grandma and Yu Zhen Baoyin. Xue Xiang tentatively sat down with Xue Xiang.
The old lady called her mother, but the old lady Xue did not send away the beast who spoiled his concubine and killed his wife, nor did Wen Jin send him away. So Xue Xiang tried to give Wen Jin, Yu Zhen, and Bao Yin some food, and the three siblings accepted it.
When he picked up the food, he didn't call him daddy, nor did he wish him New Year's greetings.
Mrs. Xue became more and more confused and couldn't recognize anyone, "The only one missing is Su Yuyan. Why doesn't Su Yuyan go home to celebrate the New Year?"
Master Xue comforted his mother and said, "I'll give you some fish in the kitchen. You don't like to eat noodles and fish."
Fu Jingheng was waiting for Wen Jin in the carriage outside the Xue Mansion. From time to time, several confidants talked about important matters, but they could not attract him away from the Xue Mansion. This meant that under control, he had never put aside state affairs to talk about love.
I have never thought that a woman's heart is so difficult to win.
When Wen Jin came out, she didn't come out alone. She came out with Yu Zhen and Bao Yin's children, and went into the palace to talk to grandma again. Shen Zishu took Bao Yin to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and the little girl sat on her uncle's horse.
, she was sweating from playing, and Shen Zishu wiped her sweat carefully. He even forgot about Hua Nan, the blind date chosen by his grandma.
Yu Zhen was talking in front of the emperor, and she and the emperor actually had quite a common language. The emperor couldn't help but ask him more tricky questions, such as the policy of the Warring States, the borrowing of arrows from straw boats, and what about your sister?
Xue Mansion ate a few mouthfuls of rice and drank a few mouthfuls of soup during the meal.
Wen Jin rested in her grandma's room again that night, hiding from Fu openly and secretly, spending less time alone, fearing to be alone, and the more entangled she became, the more reluctant she was to leave, for fear of lowering her head and making Su Yuyan angry to death.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Emperor sat in Grandma's room all night again. Wen Jin hugged Grandma, but Grandma couldn't walk. The old lady could see what was on the two children's minds, so Grandma and the Emperor stared at each other.
It’s quite interesting to count how many eyelashes Wen Jin has.
On the second, third, and fourth day of the lunar month, Wen Jintian took Yu Zhen and Bao Yin to the study of Taifu Su at the Imperial Academy to pay New Year greetings to Taifu Su.
When Taifu was translating a Sanskrit book, Taifu Su was dazzled and couldn't see the small characters clearly. She had a good eye and told Taifu that it was 'Qiu', not 'Nine', and that it was 'Wind', not 'Feng'.
Yuzhen wrote her winter vacation homework on the small table in Taifu's study, while Baoyin was forced to sit and do her homework helplessly.
Taifu Su stroked his beard and liked it very much. He said bluntly: "Your uncle's family set off cannons and dug out bird eggs at home during the Chinese New Year. They made so much noise that I ran away to the study to clean up. It's really rare for you three little guys to calm down and read. Jade
Zhen will study at Taiyuan College in the next year and I will study under my tutor. The pig on the treasure paper is a sign of courage, and I need to discipline her personally. Jin'er will come to Taiyuan College in the next year, try out classes, and teach students Chinese."
But Wen Jin was so happy, and Wen Jin was happy for herself, but she sent Bao Yin to train for three days in a row, and she couldn't do it well by drawing pigs on the paper. However, the scumbag was actually a blessing in disguise and was accepted by Taifu Su. It was really unbelievable. Look at it.
Everything that comes is bound to turn its back. When Taifu Su reached his old age, he was greatly provoked by Bao Yin and vowed to change the little girl's evil ways.
Fu was reading in a corner of Taifu Su's study and was left alone for three days. Fortunately, he was a man of few words and would not be bored. Taifu Su didn't even notice the emperor's presence through the screen.
On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Jin was about to go into her grandma's room to rest. Before she entered the room, she felt a sudden tightening in her waist. Fu Jingheng restrained her at the bottom of the corridor. With some domineering and eagerness, he gently pressed her against the wall.
, "Are you going to keep avoiding me like this? It's the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. You've been hiding for six days."
The distance suddenly got closer, and the delicious ambergris from his body hit her breath. She pursed her lips and whispered, "I eat well every day. My grandma and grandma make so many delicious foods. I am so fat."
No piggy?"
"Yeah, little pig. I'll quit drinking in the future." Fu Jingheng responded. Seeing her cheeks turning red, he raised his hand to touch her forehead, and it was actually hot where he touched it. "Are you sick? How many days have you been sick? Why don't you feel well?
explain."
Wen Jin quickly said: "I'm not sick, I'm fine..."
Wen Jin has been ill since New Year's Eve. The closer to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year when he was to get married, the more worried she became, and she refused to reveal her worries. In the past few days, the Sacrifice Pavilion had put up many bright yellow royal decorations outside the Jinluan Hall.
There were many round drums on the altar, and countless great lamas dressed in yellow robes lined up to enter the palace, all preparing for the emperor's state wedding.
She fell ill out of nowhere and was caught off guard.
"I won't sleep with grandma tonight. Go back to my room with me and let the imperial doctor take a look at it. It's very hot. Why are you holding on?" Fu Jingheng was a little sullen, "I'll hurt you if I keep you here for the New Year."
Wen Jin quickly said, "It's really okay. These two days have been much better than the previous two."
That night, Wen Jin fell ill with fever. She broke out in sweat while lying on the bed, and screamed in her dreams, "Auntie...Auntie..."
Fu Jingheng ordered Judge Zhang to come over and see the patient. After seeing the patient, the judge said: "The stagnation is attacking the heart. The master has something on his mind. Heart disease requires medicine. Medicine can reduce the fever, but it cannot relieve the mind."
"Go and cook the medicine." Fu Jingheng ordered Zhang Tingxin to cook the medicine. When the medicine was ready, he lifted Wenjin up and fed her to drink the medicine himself.
Wen Jin fell completely ill on the fifth and sixth day of the lunar month. Her legs were weak and she was lingering on the bed. After taking bitter medicine for two days, the few ounces of flesh she had gained in the past few days were all reduced. She closed her mouth tightly and pillowed her little face on Fu Jingheng's palm.
He whispered: "Those big lamas look so serious, their hats are so high and funny, and those drums are so big, dozens of people can stand on them, it's so lively, my grandma and I both like to watch the fun, it's especially festive."
.You specially spent time with me and my children to celebrate the New Year this year, and I’m very happy.”
Fu Jingheng scratched her brow bone with his fingertips, causing some trembling, "Say it."
Wen Jin was startled, "Huh?"
"Say you don't want me to marry anyone else." Fu Jingheng touched Wen Jin's sick little face, "As long as you say it, I won't care. Take care of your health and recover from your illness."