Wen Jin didn't move at the moment. When she saw the cold light in Fu's eyes, she woke up instantly, and an inexplicable feeling of confusion welled up in her heart.
Fu Jingheng lowered his voice, "Are you worried about him? Are you afraid that I will hurt his life?"
Wen Jin raised her eyes to look at him. His sleeves were half rolled up, revealing a small arm with strong outlines. He whispered: "I think you don't want me anymore. I can't move my feet. I want to see you more."
Fu Jingheng didn't answer her question and said for a long time: "I just allowed him to get close to me, but I didn't expect the consequences? Take a look."
Wen Jin stared at him deeply, and he stared back at her, his handsome face facing hers, asking her to look at him.
Wen Jin felt uncomfortable in his heart. He loved to be clean. In his mind, he was obviously dirty. What he owed her in the past was as if all the marks on her neck had been wiped out. His intolerance to his brother and his persuasion to surrender were heinous crimes, so he probably no longer needed to prepare for pregnancy.
, this has been done from beginning to end, and he has never felt the fetal movement like a little fish blowing bubbles. He also feels that he no longer has the courage and determination to stay by your side. In addition, his senior official does not like her either.
Even if it was true that she came forward to capture Jiang for them.
But the world is harsh on women. She can't say she didn't know that Chiang would overstep his bounds. The world says you should know, it's all your fault, it's a disaster.
Fortunately, there are still many things that can be done, which makes up for the slight loss in my heart. There are so many schools waiting to implement and realize self-worth. Your Majesty said that the quality of talents has been poor in recent years, and building schools everywhere is a top priority. Old Xue Wai
She has to ask what's going on at home, so she doesn't feel uncomfortable when she's busy. There's no need to say, Your Majesty, do you still remember Changyun and Changning? Do you still remember that I gave birth to Changlin alone outside the house? It's just asking for trouble.
It's just disgusting.
"I'm optimistic about it." Wen Jin pinched her pink lips bitterly.
"Leave it to me to handle this. Yesterday I said let me think about it, and I meant it. I know the people you care about. From now on, you should not get involved in matters involving Wenguang and Jiang Huaizhou. Caring will lead to chaos.
It's not good for you to get close to them now, so control the negative comments in time." Fu Jingheng glanced at her neck again, tightened her wrist, and suddenly let go, making Wenjin's heart feel empty, and she suddenly knew that Fu Jingheng
It was different from what Jiang thought in her heart. She would panic when Fu let go. She only heard him say: "Old Mo, take the mistress to the fishing ground."
Wen Jin's heart ached. Fu Jingheng was so tolerant of her that she was extremely surprised. He even said that he had the imperial power to arrange every move she made. He protected her and sent her away responsibly.
, let her avoid suspicion.
Regarding Wen and Jiang's affairs, she had never given him a satisfactory attitude. She knew very well that from the time Li Yu told her that Wen Guang was in Lishan, her silent attitude had made him extremely dissatisfied. She didn't even
I know what I should do now. I am in a dilemma. If I stay, there will be a gap. If I leave, I will be a deserter. We have agreed to go on together.
There was a estrangement between me and him because she concealed Wen Guang's whereabouts. Now we have to face this problem.
"Yes." Lao Mo took Wen Jin away from the breathless high-pressure area. As soon as she left the imperial guards with bows and arrows and the high officials who didn't like her, Wen Jin breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't agree with her anymore.
Jiang made eye contact, even though she knew Jiang was looking at her.
After entering the fishing ground, Old Mo set up a chair by the fish pond, gave her a fishing rod, and fished with her. Knowing that Lord Jin was worried, Old Mo sang to Lord Jin to relieve her boredom.
"What song are you singing?" Wen Jin listened to his tone deafness, but he was really singing the song hard. She found it interesting and gradually relaxed, not as nervous as before.
"Pre-Qin folk songs, Yue people's songs. What night is it today? I'm in the boat in the middle of the river. What day is it today? I have to be in the same boat with the prince." Lao Mo said.
Wen Jin praised him, "He sings very well. If I have a chance, I will sing again."
"Big opportunity. You are in the palace every day." Lao Mo sprinkled a handful of fish food into the fish pond, and many seabass swam over to grab the food, and the water was full of fish shadows.
"Well, I will be in trouble in the palace." Fishing was very good at all, and Wen Jin caught a few plump fish without any care, "That Meng Wan shouted very loudly. She said early in the morning that she would leave the house to her to reassure me.
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"Leave it to me, it will calm down." Lao Mo knew that she had something on her mind, so he started a new conversation, "Master, your father raised Xue Yulin in another house. After all, he thought he was his biological son and raised him for more than ten years. Xue Yulin lived on the street and became a
He met the beggar, and the child cried and called him daddy. Xue Yulin used to be as fat as a pig, but now he is skinny and skinny. Do you know this? "
Wen Jin nodded, "Well, I heard what Qingliu said. I can't worry about it now, let's talk about it later. Old Xue's raising a bastard is much gentler than his adoptive father's rebellion."
After Wen Jin left, Fu Jingheng and Jiang Huaizhou stood opposite each other. The former old friends, when they were young, turned against each other at Yuewangtai.
Fu Jingheng dismissed the imperial army, leaving only a few close associates beside him. He looked at Jiang Huaizhou and said, "Yuewangtai generation, I have cleared the place to welcome you. Let's go to the inner room to talk. Azhou."
The word "Azhou" reminded both of them of their childhood experiences of growing up together. They also had a good time to talk to each other and imagine the future together. After Fu ascended the throne, he handed over the management of Dali Temple to Chiang. They both hoped to do things for the people.
He has made great achievements in all aspects of economy, public security, and law. He has to admit it because the woman turned against him.
Jiang Huaizhou lowered his eyes and said, "I have nothing to discuss with you. You can kill or behead me as you wish. I will not reveal anything about the people or things you want. I have already arranged everything. I'm dead
, will stay in Jin'er's heart forever. You can't fight a dead man in your life. What you heard just now is that she loves the man who gave her fruit candies. She only has sympathy and pity for you. She has never loved you!"
"For the sake of women, the country, and the career, are you willing to give up?" Fu Jingheng said solemnly, "The first minister of Dali Temple I personally appointed after ascending the throne. My best friend."
Jiang Huaizhou's shoulders shook violently, and he clenched his hands tightly, "You are not sober. For the sake of the country, the imperial power has repeatedly sacrificed the interests of a woman! I just hope she is happy!"
Fu Jingheng pursed his lips and trembled. The scene of his wife being forcibly kissed by Jiang reappeared in his mind. He couldn't say that it wasn't uncomfortable. "You have the kindness of the king, Duanmu Fu is in hand, you have the chips, and you are confident. You take advantage of Jin'er's brother-sister relationship, and you expect that I will pay attention to it."
I have been in a relationship with her for many years, and I will never take your life to make her sad. You are confident, and you seem to be sure of me?"
Jiang Huaizhou snorted coldly and said nothing.
Fu Jingheng stood tall on the bank of the river, "Let me ask you, don't the lives of ordinary people and the lives of thousands of soldiers matter? If stones hit your colleagues and cause misfortune to thousands of families, won't your conscience hurt?
?I spent two days and two nights with the queen, and could not sleep at night. Did you sleep well?"
"I...don't want to talk to you about the quality of your sleep." Jiang Huaizhou hesitated when he ordered the attack on his former colleagues, but he chose to take action. If a man is not ruthless or a husband, he will become a king or lose a bandit. Now that he has embarked on this path,
There is no need to be indecisive. There is no way out. Why do you rebel and blame yourself at the same time?
"Your Majesty, you have finished speaking. Don't judge me from a moral high ground. There will be casualties in the dispute between the two parties. If I overthrow you, I will be considerate of the life and death of the people and soldiers! My people, my soldiers.
Jiang Huaizhou smiled and said: "Jiang has nothing to add."
"Um."
Jiang Huaizhou said: "Have I not convinced you? Your entire court has been ruined by me! These two days, you have not been able to sleep, so afraid that you will not be able to sit on your throne? You are so afraid that you will be criticized like your father."
I am isolated and killed by Lao Wen. Do you have trouble sleeping or eating?
Yes, I'm sure of you, Fu Jingheng. Even if you get rid of me and Lao Wen by luck, you may gain the throne, but you completely have a problem with Jin'er. You are her father-killing and brother-killing enemy, and she can't be innocent.
Together with you, you will lose more than you gain no matter what. It is a fool’s errand to dream of having both power and beauty!"