Grandma and Chang Lin did not attend the emperor's banquet. Grandma also lived in seclusion. Jin Yatou was not around, so she and Chang Lin were lonely.
The emperor was only accompanied by the concubines in the harem and the officials in the front palace, as well as many servants and maids, as well as Xi Tzu puppies, as well as Daoqing Lake, Yanque Terrace, and Jinluan Palace.
Fu Jingheng looked at the crowd. Only Wen Jin's table was empty. There were no snacks or tea on the table. He couldn't help but feel sad because someone was neglecting her table.
Fu Jingheng pushed a pile of glutinous snacks from the delicacies in front of him to Lao Mo, "She sometimes likes to eat a few mouthfuls of glutinous rice cake. I was worried that her mouth would be stuck. I don't like these, so leave them on the table."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lao Mo took the glutinous rice cakes and placed them on Chang Zai's empty table. "The servants thought there was no one there, so they took the things away."
Duanmu Fu quickly reprimanded the servants and tried to please her husband, "Why didn't you prepare meals when you knew it was your permanent seat? Drag the servant in charge out and beat her hard."
Fu Jingheng was indifferent. After all, he was not Wen Jin, and it was no different from anyone else. He himself was not ready to contact other women, and sitting next to him with this two-part god also made him uninterested.
Fu Jingheng was accompanied by everyone, watching singing and dancing lanterns, and chatting with everyone, which was very lively. He was not a person who liked liveliness. Unless socializing was unavoidable, he preferred to sit quietly in the study alone, or spend time with Wen Jin. On the bed, I didn't want to be alone quietly today. Wen Jin came out, but he wasn't there yet. He was stuck in it. He was not as calm and self-possessed as before.
He drank one glass after another, and gradually he became drunk, and finally fell into a stupor.
After more than half a year, he started drinking again and picked up the drinks he had given up. At first, he drank a small amount, and then changed to a larger one. After drinking, his skin would become red, and he would have red spots on his face, neck and body. Drunk, he had been Wen Jin's emotionally stable lover for half a year, and finally today he overturned the table again, leaving a mess all over the floor. He said in a cold voice: "It's so noisy!"
The palace concubines were in chaos, and all the officials, not knowing the reason, all shivered and knelt down. All the singing, dancing and music stopped, and the only thing quiet in the imperial garden was the fragrance of hibiscus.
Both the Queen Mother and the Empress were panicked, and the Queen Mother hurriedly tried to persuade her, "What's wrong with you? Is it because the singing and dancing are not good, or the lanterns are ugly? Drink less wine. You will be annoyed no matter how angry you are on your birthday, my prince."
Fu Jingheng dropped all the jade pendants on his waist and the jade ring on his hand, "What a life! Life is worse than death!"
Xia Ranshuang looked sad and asked her maid to help her quickly pick up the jade pendant. She said directly: "Old Mo, help your master to rest quickly. Fu'er, arrange for the concubine to take care of him. He drinks too much and will inevitably be unhappy. Please be lenient to him." heart."
"Yes." Lao Mo and Nisigong agreed.
Fu Jingheng came to Wen Jin's empty table with empty steps and said drunkenly, "I want you to make longevity noodles. I want you to go home, you go home...my wife..."
Nishinomiya hurriedly asked her husband to help her, "Your Majesty, you are drunk. I will help you go back to your bedroom to rest."
"I don't want you to help me! Don't touch me! I'm so dirty."
Fu Jingheng took his arm out of Xi Gong's hand, brushed Xi Gong's face in public, and then asked Lao Mo to help him to the former residence of Leng Gong, where he sat at the bottom of the corridor of Leng Gong, buried his head in his knees, his shoulders and back twitched, and stopped talking. Sit from the night before to the middle of the night, from the middle of the night to the next night, and from the last night to dawn.
-I think Fu Jingheng is no longer worth it-
-You have changed, you are no longer my little brother-
-I'm not going home-
"Old Mo, I want her..." Fu Jingheng's voice revealed his helplessness at dawn. He couldn't do it alone. He couldn't do without Su Wenjin. Everything would be fine when she was there. But nothing would be fine without her. "I'm fine."
I want her...I just want her..."
Lao Mo was very anxious, "Sir, I will ask someone to roll up Master Jin right away and bring him here."
"No...don't disturb her life. She doesn't want to come back." Fu Jingheng clenched his hand tightly, and the wound on his hand cracked open, with a lot of blood oozing out.
The emperor quit court.
In the past, the emperor who climbed to the throne despite being sick and dying fell down.
one day.
Two days.
Three days.
He sat alone on the corridor of the cold palace, eating nothing but wine.
Duanmu Fu came to present meals every day, but the emperor remained motionless. The concubines in the palace tried their best to prepare delicious food for the emperor, but to no avail.
The emperor is sick.
Missing you becomes a disease. You become seriously ill.
His childhood sweetheart Guaiguai is getting married.
He couldn't think about it. He really wanted to force her, but his reason told him that he couldn't force her. He would only make the situation worse. He couldn't get out.
He didn't want to talk. He just wanted to be alone and quietly.
He doesn't want to be the emperor.
He wants to be Fu Jingheng who makes her feel worthy.
Su Wenjin,Su Wenjin,Su Wenjin,Su Wenjin…
Why don't you come... There are many people around, but I am so lonely...
Su Wenjin,Su Wenjin,Su Wenjin,Su Wenjin…
I miss you...Why did you get engaged to someone else on my birthday...Aren't you my woman...
Su Wenjin…
Su Wenjin…
Su Wenjin…
There is only your name in my heart...
I can't breathe...
Xia Ranshuang was holding Chang Lin in her arms at the entrance of the cold palace, "I haven't gone to court for three days, and everything in the court is in chaos. Fu Chang has been fanning the flames all day long, saying that the emperor is ill and is in bed, and his time is coming! What a good thing!"
Liu Rusu, tell me, you raised Hener, what should you tell the Ai family to do?"
Chang Lin kept crying in the arms of the imperial grandmother, "I want my mother-in-law, I want my mother-in-law... my mother-in-law... I want my beautiful mother-in-law!"
Grandma sighed, "He has been relying on Wen Jin's child since he was a child. The two of them depended on each other, studying and playing together until they grew up. Now that the child is getting married, how can he think about it? It would be weird if he didn't drink.
Now you are asking me what to do. It was not you who disliked Jin'er's bad background, a brothel, a political enemy, and so on. I had already thought of this situation, and I have not been hurt."
While they were talking, Empress Dowager Lou Shujing asked someone to help her come over to greet Empress Dowager Xia. She came over and asked with concern: "Sister, how is the emperor's dragon body? I stewed a nourishing medicinal meal to replenish the emperor's body. If he is really weak, why not call him
Chang'er has acted as an agent for the affairs of the court for a few days, running around in front of and behind the horse to share the emperor's worries. At present, Lishan and Guangdong and Guangxi are in chaos, and various countries are fighting. It is really necessary to live without a king. "
"Sister, you are worrying too much. The emperor is in good health. He just has some foreign affairs to attend to in the past three days and is not in the palace! Take your medicinal food back to Chang'er to prepare it. I don't know if Luo Ma's arm is completely healed last time! It's too much.
Make up for it!”
Xia Ranshuang glared angrily at Lou Shujing, the concubine that her husband had doted on for a while, and remembered the time Jin'er came to defeat Fu Chang with a small umbrella in the hunting ground, and remembered the fight for Daying's military power for Chang'er.
Jin'er is here, and she remembers Jin'er who was generous and forbearing and gave up the doctor to Duanmu Fu, that snake and scorpion saint, for the sake of the country. Duanmu Fu, apart from having a good reputation, is of no use at home. It's Heng'er
humiliation and stain.
Xia Ranshuang straightened her back at the critical moment and said solemnly: "I will not pass on the affairs in the court. It's really not possible. The Ai family is still here! Don't bother Chang'er!"
Lou Shujing was not willing to leave easily. She took a look inside the cold palace and saw that the emperor was haggard, with wine bottles at his feet. He was completely different from the calm and intimidating aura he had in the past. He looked very embarrassed, as if he was about to die.
"Let's go! Don't wait and see here!" Xia Ranshuang was immediately irritated when Lou Shujing peeked inside the door, like a vulture staring at carrion.
Duanmufu was a junior after all, and the opponent was the elder Empress Dowager Lou, the late emperor's favorite concubine. She actually didn't dare to confront him, and only said: "Empress Dowager Lou, please go back first."
Xia Ranshuang was extremely disappointed with Duanmu Fu, who was so weak and incompetent that she personally went into battle and said: "Ms. Lou, get out of here immediately!"
"Hey, sister has such a bad temper." Lou Shujing was in high spirits at happy events and almost laughed out loud, "But it's understandable that you are not in good health and it must be uncomfortable for you to be a mother. Okay, sister, please take care of yourself and take care of me.
The patient is very tired. I won’t disturb you anymore and I’ll take my leave.”
Xia Ranshuang hated her deeply. My late husband was bewitched by this woman. He was once forced to Hanshan by this woman and Lao Wen, a second-class guy. Now this woman and several princes in the court
They are quite good friends and have a lot of momentum. It is really a hidden thorn in my heart. I will get rid of it soon!
Xia Ranshuang hugged Chang Lin and walked to Fu Jingheng's side. She put her hand on Fu Jingheng's shoulder and said, "Heng'er, I haven't paid attention to court affairs for three days. I don't eat or drink. I just drink. If you do this to yourself, you can still survive for a few days. In the past, your
Where's Jiongjier? You're a son of Jiji who led troops to fight at a young age! If you fall, how can the country your father left behind be so good?"
Fu Jingheng didn't speak. He buried his cheek in his knees and remained silent. He seemed not to hear his mother's words.
"Chang Lin is just over a year old." Xia Ranshuang continued: "You have to eat a few mouthfuls of food to take good care of your body for Lin'er. You shoulder a heavy burden, and your body is not yours alone, my child."
Duanmufu then advised: "Yes, Your Majesty, you can use some of the food that my concubine has cooked for you."
Fu Jingheng remained silent.
Xia Ranshuang gradually realized what Wen Jin meant to Fu Jingheng, the backbone and even the motivation to fight. As soon as Jin'er left, Heng'er collapsed. She had experienced it a few times before, but this time she understood it deeply.
Her son actually stopped going to court. She looked at Chang Lin who was babbling in her arms, and then she hugged Chang Lin and left the emperor's former residence in the cold palace. She whispered to her grandson: "Let's go find your mother-in-law and come back, okay?"
good."
"Look for grandma! Go find grandma!" Fu Changlin was so happy. He liked his mother the most. She smelled so good and he relied on her so much.
Duanmu Fu's expression changed greatly, "Empress Dowager, Sister Wen has already made a promise to someone else. Isn't it inappropriate to disturb Sister Wen again? Moreover, I am the emperor's wife, and I am here. Do you still need to make a special trip to invite Sister Wen?"
Are you here to take care of your Majesty? Don’t you think it’s funny to say it? It’s as if the royal family cannot do without a weak woman! Does the Queen Mother want to help the tyrants do evil and encourage the culture of doting on concubines and destroying wives?!”