Duanmufu saw Wen Jin not far away from the corner of his eye. There was a strange light in his eyes for a moment, and he said softly: "Your Majesty, do you really want to marry Sister Wen because of guilt and debt? Marry two.
My wife has a bad reputation when word spreads out. In order to save me first and protect the national destiny from being threatened, you awarded Zhang Yuan to me, which caused the miscarriage of sister Wen's twins. You feel that you owe her and you must be responsible and make up for it.
But you don’t love her at all, do you? Do you want to destroy your own reputation just for the sake of responsibility? Why don’t I take the initiative to give up my position to Sister Wen? I don’t want you to have the reputation of being a doting concubine and destroying your wife.”
Fu Jingheng put his hand on Duanmu Fu's shoulder and pushed her away, "Duanmu! What are you talking about? I don't want to tell the world about the names of my two wives. What your sister Wen never wants is to tell the world or destroy them.
My reputation, she just wanted a warm little family. Grandma was staring at me. Whether it was responsibility or guilt, I would definitely marry her. Grandma also wanted me to marry her, so she followed me.
After many years, I should give her a title!"
"But Sister Wen has lost her mind and gone crazy. She can no longer give you any help. She is a burden and drag on you. She often hurts you with hairpins in her dreams. And she is not of the same mind as you. She not only has a foster father in her heart.
Wenguang, I'm afraid there is still Jiang Huaizhou, the sworn brother, and whether there is Daying Nangongjue."
Duanmufu worked hard to arouse the emperor's suspicion and said worriedly: "In order to take care of her emotions these days, you have asked the whole harem to accompany her in acting, pretending that she is a pregnant woman. You are busy with state affairs and have to take care of patients. Are you very tired?"
My concubine and the Queen Mother are very worried about your dragon body."
Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "We share wealth and adversity. This is what I owe her. I am not tired."
Wen Jin stood quietly under the rain curtain.
Out of responsibility and guilt.
crazy.
Burden and encumbrance.
Don't love her at all.
These words from Duanmu Fu penetrated Wen Jin's ears, which were extremely harsh. Any one of them was enough to make Wen Jin despair.
Was curious.
I owe her.
Grandma hopes that I marry her.
The emperor's words seemed even more forced.
Wen Jin's hand holding the umbrella slowly loosened, and the memory of the miscarriage shot through her mind like a sharp arrow. She remembered that her two children were not saved, and she also remembered that the children were buried in the imperial mausoleum by the emperor.
It's just a little pillow on her belly to escape reality.
It's like having a big dream and suddenly wakes up. You still have to stand up. You can't pretend that the baby is still hiding in his arms and continue to escape.
Auntie once said, Jin, live on.
Live well.
Hi, I made an appointment with Lao Xue to kidnap Lou Shucai tonight, but I actually broke the appointment. I hope Lao Xue brought an umbrella and didn't get soaked like she did.
The paper umbrella fell to the ground, made a snapping sound, and was blown a few times by the wind, then went to the bottom of the corridor.
Fu Jingheng saw the umbrella, and then looked at Wen Jin in the rain. He was stunned for a moment, and then thought of Wen Guang hidden in her heart, and his eyes became cold.
Through the rain, he pushed Duan Mufu away, looked at Wenjin, pushed Longshou a step towards the corridor, then stopped, looked deeply at her beautiful face, and called her in a trembling voice: "Su Wenjin..."
Wen Jin's hair was quickly soaked by the rain, which made her shiver, and she smiled miserably.
"Our Changyun and Changning are dead. Everyone knows it, but I don't know. You should tell me, so that I won't walk around with a little pillow and become a little lunatic in the eyes of the whole harem, saying "please" to everyone.
It's so embarrassing to think about it now that people eat wedding candy. It's just a pity that you can't feel the baby's movements. Also, I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you the whereabouts of my father to please you."
"Um."
"Your Majesty." She called him softly.
"Say." Fu said.
"It's raining, and my umbrella fell...it's at your feet, can you help me pick it up..."
Fu Jingheng's heart ached, "Wen, I won't lower my head. Pick it up yourself. Huh?"
Wen Jin's hands trembled.
Fu Jingheng glanced sharply at Duanmu Fu and said angrily in a low voice: "Did you say those words about responsibility and debt when you saw her coming?"
Duanmufu suddenly knelt down and said, "I didn't know my sister was here. If I saw her, how could I say this? I didn't mean to let my sister know that she had a miscarriage and make her sad. I will kill myself when I go back to apologize!"
I thought to myself that your Majesty would not be willing to die as a saint. The destiny of the country was so important, so I took advantage of the Chinese Valentine's Day to commit suicide. Isn't it that your Majesty was going to accompany my sister home to meet my parents?
Fu Jingheng snorted coldly, feeling disgusted with Duanmu Fu. Then he looked at Wen Jin's helpless face and whispered, "It's not just a debt."
"I'm fine. Thank you for comforting me. I'm so sorry that I fell ill after the miscarriage. I was crazy for more than a month and caused you a lot of trouble. I'm fine now." The rain came very fast, and Wen Jin was soaked quickly.
She smiled at him and said, "Your fold was forgotten in the palace. I brought it to you. It was wrapped in cowhide cloth and the fold was not wet. I will protect your things carefully."
With that said, Wen Jin went to the corridor and carefully took out the fold from the lapel of her clothes. She carefully wrapped it in cowhide cloth and protected it very well, so that the fold did not get wet.
"It's not wet. You have always been kind to me." Fu Jingheng took the fold, "How much did you hear?"
"From the time she said she loved you, to the time you had to marry me reluctantly because of guilt, debt, and responsibility, to the time you married me to make grandma happy. To the time you were curious about her, I heard it all."
Wen Jin leaned over and saluted Fu Jingheng. It was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears on his face, and his eyes were very red.
"There is no need to feel guilty. I chose to return to the palace myself. I can bear all the consequences myself. She is right. A man cannot marry two wives. Your Majesty does not need to risk your reputation by marrying me. I long for a life."
The Second Empress, but when I regain my senses, I feel that something is wrong. My mother-in-law will not allow me to destroy the harmony between other people's couples. I can't do that myself."
Fu Jingheng asked, "Do you still think it's just guilt and responsibility?"
Wen Jin was already exhausted, "Thank you very much for going to Jiangnan to find my mother-in-law. I will be grateful for the injury you suffered. Thank you very much for compensating me with all your wealth, but I can't ask for it. I have my own income. Jin'er knows that the king is
I'm really making up for it. I feel that although it was painful before, it was beautiful. I don't regret the vigorous efforts I made. At least I tried and worked hard. But I think we'll stop here. Jin'er can't continue to drag you down. God bless you.
The king of Li will have good weather and good weather, and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe."
"Let's go here." Fu Jingheng repeated her words, and a chill suddenly ran up his back, "Where?"
"By midsummer night, you and the Duanmu couple are at peace; by midsummer night, Su Wenjin takes off the small pillow in front of the small Buddhist hall, and by the time Su Wenjin is no longer able to have children and is no longer even a complete woman, come here, while we are both still decent, and while I am
Mom still doesn’t know the stupid things I do outside.”
Wenjin pulled out the small pillow from her lower abdomen, and also pulled away her nostalgia for the palace where she had lived for many years, and also pulled away her obsession with the man she loved so much that she lost herself. She is a self-respecting and self-loving Su Wenjin, and she does not need anyone because she is pitiful
She wants to marry her, and she has no shortage of people to marry her.
She needs to start a new life over.
Where to start?
Start by turning around and leaving the small Buddhist hall? Let’s leave him, even when he is hugging another woman, he still looks at her with affection.
But to be honest, it is very difficult to turn around. It takes a lot of courage to leave him.
Oh, first, pick up the fallen umbrella.
Wen Jin took a deep breath and picked up the umbrella she had left behind, as if picking up the integrity and dignity she had lost little by little in the past.
Fu Jingheng was inexplicably afraid in his heart. For so many years, Wen Jin has been following him unswervingly. No matter whether he doubted her or hurt her, she had no regrets. The words she said, let's stop here, made him
He was inexplicably panicked. He had never seen her like this before, so he must have been disappointed.
He whispered: "Wen... don't make trouble. I'm busy with national affairs and I'm not in the mood."
"Hmm. Okay. I'll be quiet and won't make any noise.