"Listen to the tone, you want to tickle me?" Fu Jingheng was fond of joking and looked at her face, "Are you jealous? Don't let me catch any clues... It's hard to bear it..."
"No." Wen Jin was rather indifferent.
Fu Jingheng clenched his hands tightly. Wen Jin really didn't feel anything. Also, Wen Jin would disdain a woman like Xi Gong, "What kind of food did he bring to you?"
"Shrimp, pig heart."
"Make him his own chopsticks?" Fu Jingheng is very inquiring. He didn't realize that she used to ask about so and so around him, but now he in turn asks about so and so around her.
"Oh." Wen Jin did not explain that he was using serving chopsticks.
Fu Jingheng's eyes darkened and he was worried to death, "It's not hygienic... I have time to talk to him. I'll have to use serving chopsticks next time."
"..." Wen Jin looked at him with a complicated expression and scratched him impatiently, "She will pick up the food for you in a while. Do you need public chopsticks?"
Fu Jingheng used to bother her asking about his woman, but he didn't bother to explain. Now he has gradually got used to it and is no longer annoyed. "You will know after you go back to the palace and see. Sit in front of me and stare."
"I won't go back." Wen Jin said, "I feel relieved if someone takes care of you. I have been busy with state affairs, and I have been busy with my family's affairs these past two days. I really need to take care of myself. My tone was very bad the day before yesterday, which hurt me.
You're heartbroken, I'm sorry."
"Hmm." Fu asked, "Did you miss me?"
"No." Wen Jin said. He became quiet, as if he was quite hurt. She remembered that she said that he needed her physically, and that incident seemed to have a big impact on him. She asked again: "Seriously,
How do you celebrate your birthday?”
"The West Palace is being prepared. I will go back to the palace later in the evening. There are many people waiting for me, including civil and military officials, concubines, lanterns, and cruise ships. It is very lively. Don't forget about me. It's all good. I'm twenty-seven.
I am no longer a child. I can be away from people... Changlin can't live without you. I'm fine..." Fu Jingheng said and smiled slightly, "Do you miss the baby? The baby misses you so much and wants to breastfeed.
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Wen Jin nodded, "Think about it. I really think about it. I haven't seen Chang Lin for two or three days. My mother-in-law won't let me go back to the palace to see him, and won't let me get involved with you, so that I can respect myself. Chang Lin hasn't been weaned yet,
You haven’t seen me for a few days, so pitiful.”
Fu Jingheng nodded and glanced at her chest and sides, "The child hasn't eaten for a few days. Does it hurt?"
Wen Jin's face was as red as blood, and it was actually painful. She drained it with her hands, "I won't tell you."
"You're a stingy man. Say a few more words for fear of taking advantage of me." Fu Yu smiled at her, "Use your hands."
Wen Jin broke into a thin sweat on his forehead.
Fu Jingheng said, "I miss you."
Wen Jin gave a vague hum, unable to resist his ability to make people blush. He was very good at making people blush.
Fu Jingheng did not continue to embarrass her. After all, he had just gotten engaged to someone else. "I will go back and ask grandma to bring the child out to see you. From now on, Chang Lin will live in a courtyard on Yong'an Street. I will send a wet nurse to take care of her, and grandma will also go over. You
If you want to have a child, go and visit. Or, it would be more convenient for you to buy a house opposite the Imperial College. You can go back and see him when you have time. The environment of the Imperial College is good, and grandma can take her children to play there."
"I'll buy it myself."
"I bought it for my son," Fu said, "I'll buy it. You teach in the Imperial College, and you can go across the house to take a rest during your lunch break. You don't have to rest on the table in the study, because it's uncomfortable to press your arms."
"I bought a house, are you going to go there?"
"You let me go?"
"I won't let you go."
"Then I won't go." Fu licked his lips, "I won't let you know if I go."
"Oh." Wen Jin did not continue to reject anyone who bought the house. He bought it for his son, and the son should spend what he should. He was never willing to spend money on women. He did not carefully check the purpose of the gifts prepared by the Ministry of Rites for each palace.
He was not a stingy man, but he was most generous to her. She was silent for a long time without saying anything. She asked him: "Has anyone cooked longevity noodles for you?"
"There are so many people rushing to cook it." Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "I don't know who will eat it first. Don't worry about me. Really, when I saw the way you were holding your chin and calming down just now, I felt that that was you.
It's much better than being with me. Being with me is aggrieved."
Wen Jin said nothing.
Fu Jingheng asked her, "You haven't cooked longevity noodles for two years. Can you still cook them? I remember that you used to put flour on your hair, which was so ugly."
"I don't know if it will happen again. I haven't cooked for a long time. I am not as good-looking as her. She is very rich."
"You are prettier than her. You look blessed. My mother-in-law must be satisfied with you." Fu had a boring conversation with her, and felt contented with it.
"Oh, satisfied. More satisfied with me than your mother." Wen Jin asked, "Does your hand still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. I don't feel anything." It hurts, rub it and blow it on me. You actually say that I'm just lusting after your body. I feel like death.
"You had more than a dozen stitches early in the morning and you still don't feel anything?"
"Hmm. The skin is thick, not as thin as yours." Fu said.
Looking at the sky, it was already turning from dusk to night, and neither of them spoke anymore. Their eyes met and they were inseparable for a while. They wanted to say something but did not dare to speak too thoroughly.
Wen Jin looked away first and said, "It's too late. You should go home. Don't keep her waiting."
"Go back to the palace."
"Isn't that your home?" Wen Jin was not completely curious, so she still inquired about his thoughts about his wife. A Niang said, "Respect yourself."
"That's my home and yours." Fu Jingheng told her in a deep voice.
"Oh." Wen Jin lowered her eyes, she wanted to listen to her mother's words, "Goodbye."
"You turn around and leave first." Fu Jingheng said, "As soon as you get into the carriage, I will leave and watch you go."
Wen Jin nodded, turned around resolutely, and went home to find his mother-in-law. She said that she could not be with Fu anymore. She said that brother Xue was a good match, and she said not to betray the imperial family.
Fu Jingheng saw her back for a moment and hurriedly called out, "Jin..."
Wen Jin turned around, "What?"
"Your umbrella." Fu pushed the hand holding the umbrella forward.
"Take it, it's raining."
"I'll pay you back another day."
"I gave it to you as a birthday present. There is no need to return it."
"Oh. There is no need to return it." Fu Jingheng lowered his deep amber eyes, "Thank you for the medal, the star, the umbrella, and for giving birth to Chang Lin."
"You're welcome."
Wen Jin was about to leave. Fu Jingheng took two steps closer and hugged her tightly from behind. The summer clothes were thin, and Wen Jin could feel the stiffness and heat of his body. He handed a small box to her hand and asked, "Can you come back?"
Before the exit, I changed it to, "My dear, I wish you a happy engagement. May you all be extremely happy. This is a gift from my brother."
Wen Jin held the gift box in her hand, and without looking back, she quickly got into the carriage and left. After entering the carriage, she asked the maid to open the curtain to a gap. The emperor's figure was getting further and further away from her, until she turned a corner,
Then he looked away and opened the jewelry box. Inside was a very expensive necklace with the word 'my love' engraved on the gem pendant. Wen Jin's eyes were blurred. He has been giving her gifts a lot recently. It seems that he has always loved giving them to her.
gift.
Auntie said, no, no.
The maid said, "Miss, Miss, why are you crying?"
Wen Jin quickly put on a handkerchief and wiped her eyes. She said, "The sand has blinded my eyes."
The maid said, "Miss is engaged to Mr. Xue family. She is so happy."
"Yeah." Wen Jin nodded.
"You and Mr. Xue are so talented and beautiful, they are a match made in heaven." The maid said with envy, "Whoever can marry the eldest lady is really lucky!"
Fu Jingheng waited for Wenjin's carriage to leave. He returned to Guangli Palace and entered the Imperial Garden. The Queen chose to give him a birthday in the Imperial Garden. The Queen Mother and the concubines from all the palaces came, and they were very lively. There were two
Thirty people. Wen Jin used to like to count them, but now he doesn’t count them.
The hibiscus flowers in the Imperial Garden are all in bloom. They bloom in August, but this year it’s hot, so they bloomed before July. It’s a pity that the flower grower is no longer in the palace, things have changed and people have changed.
Zi Shu asked curiously: "Brother, have you found the antique you are looking for? You have been here for two hours. This jade is so hard to find?"
"No. It took a lot of searching." Fu Jingheng smiled and said, "I can't find it, so there will be no atmosphere in this year's birthday."
Fu Jingheng sat down in front of the host, and Xi Gong came over to pour wine for him. His wife said to him: "This is the peach blossom wine buried last year. You can try it. If you like it, I will make it for you every year."
"Yes. Thank you for the wine. Just take a rest and ask Lao Mo to pour the wine. Don't be tired."
Fu Jingheng picked up the drink and drank it, then ordered one that looked like Wen Jin and sat next to him. He looked back from time to time, but felt that it didn't look like him, just like two points. He didn't want to look at it. There were so many delicacies on the table, but he didn't live a long life.
No one knew about his habit of eating longevity noodles on birthdays. After drinking spicy wine, he frowned and looked at the most inconspicuous place on the left, where there was an empty table. "Whose seat is that? Who is absent?"
?”
Old Mo went to ask and then said: "The person who arranged the banquet didn't know that Jin Chang would not be attending today, so Chang's seat was arranged according to the list of palace concubines."
Xia Ranshuang also felt sad. Sheng'er hoped that Jin'er would attend, and she herself missed Wen Jin a little. "Usually, Jin'er is here so she can talk to the old ladies in the palace. Chang Lin is running around, and the puppies are chasing him everywhere.
The parrots in the middle palace often chirped, and it was very lively. Now the parrots have stopped making noise, and Chang Lin has not come over, so it seems a lot more deserted."