"Your Majesty, I'm most afraid that Your Majesty will say you don't care. If Your Majesty doesn't care, others will say it's my fault. Please love me, Your Majesty."
Wen Jin sat up, with no strength left in her sick body. She walked tremblingly to the closet, put Mother Jiang's jade bracelet back on her wrist, and said with a pale face:
"How can I say that? Your Majesty is only one step away from your dream. Tomorrow, your Majesty will stand on the top of the Golden Palace. Those great lamas will dance solemn ugly dances to offer sacrifices and worship for the celebration. Your Majesty will meet with the Holy Spirit.
The marriage of women, historians will record this moment in the annals of history. From now on, the king no longer has to be controlled by King Wen in the court. The common people all know that the world's surname is Fu. When the emperor grows up, there is no need for the regent to point his fingers. "
Fu Jingheng faced Wen Jin and held her thin body in his arms, "Be good. Say it once, I won't take it seriously."
Wen Jin bit his lips and refused to say words that would ruin his future, "Your Majesty... It's the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. I hope the sun won't rise too early tomorrow. Eight days is not long at all. If we had to live it over again, Jin'er
I won’t hide anymore. Your Majesty usually doesn’t talk and it’s really boring. Jin’er should say more to relieve your boredom.”
Fu Jingheng said softly: "Jin..."
Wen Jin whispered: "Jin'er is sleepy and is going to bed. Jin'er won't say goodbye to the king tomorrow. Jin'er will eat well and make herself fat. The king must stop drinking."
Fu Jingheng was shut out by Wen Jin. His heart was in chaos, but he gradually realized that his so-called love was deeply tormenting Wen Jin. His little girl needed to start a family and have a happy and normal life, but he couldn't
Selfishly treating her as his pet, he was just constantly wearing down her spine and forcing her to wrong herself again and again. Maybe he should let go. He gradually understood that she was desperate for him, but he was not even willing to give up for her.
Any shred of imperial status.
But he, who had always regarded political affairs as his lifelong pursuit, actually had an unformed idea in his mind. He actually longed to marry Wen Jin, just like an ordinary man would do, to bring home his beloved girl.
This thought made him panic so much that he threw himself down the imperial steps and passed out drunk on the Yingfeng Terrace on the eve of his wedding. With red eyes, he pulled Shen Zishu, who was accompanying the wine, and said: "I broke my promise to her again. I drank again. I drank.
I have been breaking my promise to her all my life. I promised to marry her when I was eight years old, but I didn’t. I said I would stop drinking many times, but I didn’t. I have been letting her down for more than ten years! She is sick, Zishu, she is sick.
, but she was careful not to say anything that would affect my future."
Shen Zishu didn't know how to persuade her, so he just said: "Brother, my sister-in-law hopes that you will succeed. When I met you, you were penniless, and when I left you, you were rich and prosperous. At least you can give her some comfort and reach a high position. Don't let her sacrifice her life to win over foreign aid."
It’s all in vain, brother, you can’t be absent from tomorrow’s ceremony.”
After Fu Jingheng left, Wen Jin sat quietly by the small window. Her lover was getting married tomorrow. She knew early on that she would not be able to face this situation calmly, but she did not expect that her reaction would be so violent and she would become completely ill.
.
Wen Jin didn't know how long he sat there, but the sun broke through the horizon and sprinkled the first ray of sunlight on the earth.
"No...no...please, don't let it get dark...slow down on the seventh day of the new year." Wen Jin quickly stood up and pulled all the heavy curtains to cover the rising sun outside the window.
There were probably a dozen small windows in the hall, and she pulled up a dozen curtains. She blew out the wedding candles, and the room was suddenly dark, like night.
Wen Jin was afraid of the dark, so she huddled in the corner and sat down, and took out the luminous pearl given by Fu Jingheng. In the night, the luminous pearl glowed faintly and warmly.
She should leave, but she didn't move at all.
The heavy wooden door creaked softly, and the dazzling sunlight shone in from outside. Wen Jin's eyes couldn't adapt for a moment, so she raised her hands to cover her eyes, until footsteps sounded near her, and she gradually saw clearly what was coming.
Wen Jin looked helplessly at Fu Jingheng, who was dressed in joy: "Your Majesty... it's dawn..."
Fu Jingheng helped Wen Jin up and pressed her on the wedding bed, "On the seventh day of the lunar month, I will give you her groom."
Wen Jin's heart was hit hard. His kiss, with the impulse of a hangover and the forbearance of several days, fell violently on her lips. He kissed Jiang Jiayu deeply on the auspicious occasion of his wedding to Duanmu.
He tore Wen Jin's clothes to pieces and took possession of her tenderly, forcing her under him again and again until she meowed softly like a kitten. He buried himself deeply in her body,
He coaxed her in his ear, "Be generous and call me Xianggong."
Wen Jin bit her lip and refused to give in.
Fu Jingheng never conquered her, but his principles were broken again and again. Afterwards, he kissed her ear and said, "I can't continue to wrong you in the name of love like this in the future. Get married. Azhou has been with us since childhood.
When you grow up, I can rest assured that he will take care of you."
Wen Jin choked and said, "Well, then we will never see each other again."
Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "I will not evade my responsibilities. I will buy you a mansion outside the palace and arrange servants. You and Chang Lin will live together. I will fulfill my father's responsibilities and visit my children when I have time.
Raise him with you."
"Um."
"My dear, I spent the night on the Yingfeng Platform thinking about how we should get along. You refused to bow your head and I refused to let go. There was no loss for me, but your years were wasted. It's unfair to you. I
I have not disappeared or been absent from your life. When you completely let go of me and feel that I am redundant, I will withdraw from your life. If you feel that you are not capable or unfair, I will still be there, taking whatever you ask for."
Fu Jingheng's analysis was very rational. Wen Jin felt relieved when she learned that he would not disappear forever from her life. She also continued to restrain herself to prevent herself from becoming her concubine and losing herself. She accepted him.
The mansion and his excessive gentleness when he handed her over to Jiang Qing, "I want Lao Wen's mansion. I am familiar with the Wen Mansion and it is opposite the Xue Mansion. I can give the sealed Wen Mansion to
me."
"Okay." Fu Jingheng got close to Wen Jin for a while and rubbed her in his arms. He felt distressed for her. He had actually loved her for so many years. There were many women in the harem, but she was the one he had never completely conquered. Maybe he was also there.
I wonder if she bowed her head and acted small, and he just thought it was normal after he got some sense of accomplishment, but she maintained her pride, liked him, but did not fall for him, not gold, silver, mansion, or even status.
The concubine can be bribed.
The bed was in a mess. He touched her head and said, "If you didn't hide, I wouldn't be in such a mess. You were so cute just now."
Wen Jin said nothing.
Lao Mo had something to report outside the door. Fu Jingcheng asked him to come in and talk. He said in the emperor's ear, "Fu Changzhuo asked him to come back to the court to visit his relatives. He said that he had not been back to the court for three years and missed his mother."
Fu Jingheng put down the tea bowl after taking two sips, "This must be a report from Wuying. He knew that Lao Wen Dou was defeated and that the mantis was catching the cicada and the oriole was behind him, so he came back to take care of me. Sure, let him go back to Beijing.
"
As he spoke, he held Fu Changlin in his arms and touched his left knee with great affection, and then said to Lao Mo: "I have been thinking about Fu Changlin for a long time."
Wuying was the emperor's substitute. After Wenjin was kicked in the abdomen by an assassin arranged by Fu Chang and killed by the emperor, he disguised himself as the eunuch Biaozi and smuggled himself into Empress Dowager Lou's Cining Palace. He was afraid that Empress Dowager Lou would tell him at night
The young man who gave him sweets and even lost his virginity. The young man who was advised by Lao Mo to commit suicide in order to avoid exposing his identity but refused to commit suicide.
Wen Jin helped the emperor put the wedding dress back on his body. He was too impatient just now. When he opened his clothes, the collar buttons of the wedding dress were loose and the sleeves and hem were also wrinkled. She asked him, "Would you like to iron it?"
Fu Jingheng smiled and said: "Wrinkle it. If you dare to do it, you won't be afraid of her seeing it."
Wen Jin didn't say anything, nor did he have any sense of superiority about being favored. He didn't like the feeling of being loved by him as a child. He didn't know what was going on in the imperial study room, so he went to the imperial study room.
Wen Jin packed up some belongings and planned to take her wet nurse and maid to live in the Wen Mansion. It was not an option to squeeze her son and Kang Ruili in a private house all the time. She also planned to find an opportunity to tell her grandma and Xue Xiang that she had given birth to a child out of wedlock.
My child, if you scare them, why don't you find an opportunity... Find an opportunity where Xue Xiang is most at fault and mention it again.
Just as they were cleaning up, Sister Zhao suddenly ran into the house and said, "Master Jin, something happened. Your little poodle was kicked to death."
Wen Jin's heart palpitated suddenly, "What, who kicked my puppy to death?"
"It was the bodyguard who was close to the queen. It was said that your puppy suddenly went crazy and pounced on the pregnant belly of the emperor's wife. The emperor's wife turned pale with fright in the Jinhua Palace. She almost fell down while protecting her pregnant belly and started crying.
In order to protect the emperor's wife, her guards kicked the puppy to death."
Wen Jin's hands shook into a ball, feeling angry and annoyed, "Jinhua Palace is opposite Daoqing Lake, how did my little dog get there?"
"I heard that it was the big boats of the emperor's relatives who crossed the lake early in the morning. Today, your Majesty is marrying the emperor's wife from Jinhua Palace. There are many boats going to Daoqing Lake." Sister Zhao was very nervous, "I heard that
The emperor's wife has been suffering from miscarriage in the past few days. She is frightened by your puppy. Many imperial doctors have gone there! Today is a big day for the emperor to announce to the world and rectify his name. If anything happens to the saint, you can
Isn’t it a big disaster?”
Wen Jin felt uneasy, "My puppy is usually very docile, why does he suddenly go crazy and attack people?"
"I don't know." Sister Zhao said.
"Is Wen Jin here?" Just as he was talking, several respectable nuns rushed outside Fengqi Palace. They were from the Queen Mother and the Emperor's wife. "The Queen Mother, the Queen Mother, please move from the middle palace and condescend to
Please come down to the West Palace, she is waiting to kowtow to you, Empress of the Middle Palace!"
Wen Jin blushed with embarrassment, "You love to joke. You should be the next generation to kowtow to the Queen Mother in the New Year."
"Please!" Grandma snorted coldly, and then murmured in a low voice, "Anyone dares to live in the middle palace! I don't know how much I weigh and my origin. It's a disaster. If the emperor dares to pamper you, you really dare to kick your nose.