Fu Jingheng's kiss stopped at the shell of her ear, "Yeah."
"Why don't you tell the palace concubine to accompany you to bed? It is inconvenient for civilian girls to sleep with you during the mourning period. If you are interested in this body, I will give it to you after the old man is buried." Wen Jin raised her cheeks, and two tears fell from the ends of her eyes, "I'm fine.
Love and the King is a bed slave. I am good at this. I have been doing it for seven or eight years."
"Jin, do you think that I only have a physical connection with you? After all these years, do you think that this is the only thing I have for you..." Fu Jingheng's Qingjun frowned, with a look of pain.
"It doesn't matter anymore." Wen Jin's voice was a little choked, "I decided to listen to my mother-in-law and find an ordinary good man to marry. Xue Qian. He is my parents' order and my matchmaker's advice. My mother-in-law gave me
The family I promised. If you are still the young man at the end of the corridor, can you bless me? After all, I gave you a steamed bun. You allowed me to live a happy life and listen to my mother. I can't ask too much, my truss
elder brother."
Fu Jingheng did not continue the kiss, and slowly sat on the ground with his long body leaning against the door panel. Wen Jin sat down with him, he leaned against the door panel, she was tightly tied in his arms, and the sound of his heartbeat beat on her
She was used to listening to his heartbeat with her ear, and it was so powerful. After her grandmother passed away, she could no longer hear her heartbeat. People are actually very fragile. I was still talking to you yesterday, but today I am gone.
He asked her: "Who do you want me to tell you to sleep with? Tell me, I will listen to you."
"Everyone is good."
"Duanmu Fu. My parents' orders, my matchmaker's words. The family my mother matched me with. The saint who helped me stabilize the world. The wife who loves me like crazy. I shouldn't ask for her and get her.
I got you." Fu Jingheng smiled bitterly. He should not continue to possess Wen Jin. He should also let go of this fruitless relationship and move forward. Maybe a marriage without love is his destination. He returns to his family and treats Duanmu Fu as a guest.
, just protect the country left to him by his father and stop hurting Wen Jin, "If I need it in the future, I will find my wife and my multiple concubines. I won't embarrass you anymore."
Wen Jin pressed her hand on her heart to prevent her heart from twisting and feeling uncomfortable due to his words. After a long time, she pretended to be relaxed and said: "This is best."
"Actually, I am a very simple person. I will hug you when I like you. I have not had my parents around me since I was a child, so I don't know how to express my emotions. I feel that when I first met you, you hugged me with your arms. That was my first time.
I felt safe once, and every time I have you over the years, I will also feel safe. I always thought that when you are most sad, I can give you the same sense of security by holding you, giving myself to you, and combining with you.
.This is the most direct way for me to express my feelings for my lover.”
Fu Jingheng leaned his head on the door panel, "It turns out that you only feel humiliated and resistant. I originally wanted to come in to coax you and hug you, then help you pack your bags, finish the things after grandma's death, take down the Lou family tomorrow, and return
After you became innocent, I took you home. It turns out that what I thought was just my own opinion."
"Um."
"You've been exhausted these past two days. Let's take a rest." Fu Jingheng hugged Wen Jin on the bed. He sat beside the bed, like an abandoned child, with red eyes but no longer pestering Jin Mei for a hug.
, because Jinmei no longer felt sorry for him, he took her broken right wrist, gently rubbed it for her, and gently blew her wrist. Wenjin felt a little pain, but made no sound, he whispered:
"I will be worthy of the medal you gave me and work hard to be a good emperor. I will try not to disturb your life. I will not bully Xue Qian. Damn it."
Wen Jin didn't speak for a long time. She raised her head and looked at his handsome face. She was obviously the one who got hurt again and again, so why was he the one who was pitiful? Wen Jin said in a deep voice: "Don't let your eyes turn red! I won't be soft-hearted.
"
Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes. He couldn't even feel sad anymore. Did she hate him to this extent? "Okay..."
"Removing Lou Zhengye at this time will anger Fu Chang, the king of Nanfan. He respects himself as a mercenary. If there is a rebellion, and there is a civil war between Wu Xin and Wen Guangzheng on Lishan Mountain, will it be too hasty to remove the Lou family at this time? Have you not been begging?
stable."
"It doesn't matter. You all know that I am anxious to take away the military power from Old General Lou. By the way, I can help you clear your name." Fu Jingheng laughed at himself, "Even if I acted too hastily and made mistakes, I will not blame you."
"Your Majesty..." Wen Jin calmed down and realized that he came here specifically to restore her innocence. He knew that this was not a good time to fall out with Lou Zhengye, but he chose this moment when she was sad to do what he did not do.
Are you trying to please her by grasping things?
Fu Jingheng took her wrist and said, "Chang Lin, don't you want it too?"
"Hmm." Wen Jin didn't say much, thinking that Chang Lin might not be there, but she had to do some errands at home these two days and asked her grandma to take the child away to avoid it.
Fu Jingheng said softly: "You don't want our Chang Lin anymore..."
Wen Jin didn't answer. She was indeed tired these past two days. She blinked and fell asleep.
Fu Jingheng stroked her sleeping face, "I swear on my life that I will never abandon you for the rest of my life. But you have already given up on me..."
He took another strand of her hair, braided it with his own hair, and put it under his sleeve. He didn't dare to braid it brazenly because he couldn't bear the thought of her undoing it a second time.
He placed a jade hyacinth flower carved by himself on her pillow, and she remembered everything she said.
***
Wake up the next day.
Wen Jin saw hyacinth, which represents love and happiness, on her pillow. She held the hosta in her hand, and Fu Jingheng disappeared from the room.
There is a bowl of thin scallion noodles on the table, which he is good at making. The chopsticks are neatly placed on the jade holder on the table, and there is a note next to it: Remember to eat breakfast.
It is the emperor's handwriting.
Wen Jin touched the bowl and found it was still warm. She sat on the chair and ate the thin noodles he made, not knowing what it was like.
Kang Ruili opened the door curtain and walked in, "Jin, that's great. Your mother's case and Huzi's father's case have come to light in broad daylight. Last night, the emperor personally put pressure on him and asked Prime Minister Xue and the Minister of Dali Temple to inquire in person.
, Xue Xiang even confessed to Xue Yulin through blood, and found that he was not his son at all. Xue Xiang was furious, and immediately divorced his second wife, and erased the person from the family tree. Lou Shucai planned to poison you.
The mother's maid and Huzi's father were involved in two lives. They have been sent to prison to choose a day to be executed. The emperor asked you to set a date to watch the execution! Xue Ning dropped five stones of powder into the emperor's tea.
Long Yan was so angry that he was sent down to the hall, rewarded with Bai Ling, and committed suicide on the same day. Xue Yulin was kicked out of Xue Mansion and left to fend for himself!"
"Great. Evil will be punished." Wen Jin put down his chopsticks, remembering the old man's burial in his mind, and planned to go and do other things first.
Although Wen Jin broke up with the emperor, he couldn't help but think in his heart, didn't he want to carry a coffin for burial, but the person disappeared early in the morning.
It didn't rain that day. Xue Qian accompanied Wen Jin along the way. The Xue family cemetery was washed quite clean by the heavy rain last night.
Four pallbearers buried Grandma Xue in the cemetery. The pallbearer in the back slipped on the edge of the grave and stumbled. The gloomy wooden coffin was suddenly sent away, scratching the palm of the pallbearer on the left in front.
There was a three-inch long gash, blood was flowing, the skin and flesh were turned over, and the bones were visible. The man on the left said nothing.
"What's going on? You're so reckless!" Xue said angrily to the coffin bearer behind him, and then to the man on the left: "Are you hurt?"
"It's not hurt. Let's settle the old man first."
As soon as he spoke, everyone was stunned.
Wen Jin was stunned. It turned out that the coffin bearer on the left was the emperor who had disappeared early in the morning.