"I... don't need you to take a lunch break with me."
Wen Jin saw that he was deliberately forcing her to do what his wife wanted to do. She felt that the more he did it, the more unwilling she was to do it, and she was unwilling to reach out to do it. She didn't know how many times she had made the same mistake again.
She was so drunk that she had to be sensible. When she saw that he had brought out the imperial edict, she cooked wontons according to the edict. She felt something was wrong in her stomach. Maybe it was because she hadn't had a good rest recently. She felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to vomit. It was as if she was pregnant and she couldn't bear children.
, I didn’t think too much about that convenience.
"Okay, I'll cook wontons for you. Baby Changlin, do you want wontons?"
"Yes." Chang Lin winked at his father.
Wen Jin went to the small kitchen, washed her hands and began to pour flour and start making dough. Her hands were stained with batter, and her hands looked much more delicate and white than the slightly darker multi-grain flour.
All the imperial chefs were temporarily laid off.
Fu Jingheng looked at her gentle appearance almost greedily. He loved to see her gentle way of tucking her hair behind her ears. He went crazy and threw a handful of flour and it fell on their necks. Their hair turned white.
Finally, he couldn't help but hug her from behind. As soon as he got into his arms, they were confused. He put his thin lips on her ear and said through the drunkenness, "We can grow old together."
Wen Jin's throat choked.
Fu Jingheng said softly: "Can I buy you some bagel candies? I'll buy you all the bagel candies in the capital. Don't you want to live as a family of three? I'll divorce all the concubines on the west side of Daoqing Lake and live with your family.
Sankou, okay...what I didn't do well, I'll change...let's try again..."
Wen Jin's heart suddenly shook. She was shocked and frightened. She really didn't expect that he would marry her into a family of three at a time when the ministers were at odds with each other. She hurriedly said, "Can you please stop going crazy? You are so ridiculous, except for
Bringing me notoriety and having people call me a witch who is causing trouble to the country will not bring me any stability. I don’t need you to allow me to have a family of three. I need you to grow up mentally! Quit me!”
"Su Wenjin, have you never loved me since you were a child? We were so happy when we were children. You said you would be my wife when you grow up." Fu Jingheng almost asked. His coldness and alienation were gone. It turned out that he was
The feeling of giving up is so sad. As the one who was given up, no one can be spared from heartache.
Wen Jin lowered her eyes and didn't speak for a long time. She kneaded the flour into a smooth dough, mixed his favorite meat fillings, wrapped them into wontons shaped like little ingots, and served him a bowl.
Put it on the table, "You can eat it. I'll fill a bowl and feed it to Chang Lin."
Fu Jingheng grabbed her wrist and said, "Su Wenjin, when you were a child, you protected me from a knife. He didn't give you fruit candies at that time."
Wen Jin was really tired in her heart, "Enough is enough. I can't breathe in the palace. Listen carefully, I have never loved you since I was a child. I blocked the knife because I pitied you and sympathized with you."
Fu Jingheng's fingers on her wrist trembled violently, and his voice trembled, "The Queen Mother said, I am old and no longer need a wet nurse. Grandma has the Shen family to take care of. She will call Grandma this
I moved out of the palace a few days ago and returned to the Shen family. Shen Zishu will indeed get married and start a business, and grandma has her own children and grandchildren to take care of. Su Wenjin also has the love of her heart and is leaving me. You all have to go. My father doesn’t want me, and you don’t want me either.
No one wants me anymore in this world! Everyone who cares about me will abandon me and leave!"
Wen Jin felt sad and felt sorry for him, but her leaving was the best thing for him. She could not make him antagonize the court, that would not be a long-term solution. She said softly: "Find a good girl and start a family."
I have my own destination. You should also have a destination that is suitable for you, someone who can really help you and let you live a peaceful life. We have been like this for more than ten years, and you are tired and I am tired. My adoptive father is killing your soldiers.
, my brother arranged Liancheng to embarrass you! I want to fly away with my brother. Wake up."
Later, they became quiet.
He didn't eat the wontons she made.
Wen Jin went back to bed and fed his son three or four wontons.
Fu Jingheng stood quietly by the window behind her, watching her feed her child.
After Chang Lin finished eating the wontons, he asked Sister Zhao to take Chang Lin out, while he held Wen Jin in his arms, clasped the back of her head, pressed her against the jade screen, kissed her fiercely, and untied her.
The waist tie.
Wen Jin pushed him away suddenly, "Your Majesty!"
But Fu Jingheng pressed her against the desk and placed a cold kiss on her neck and shoulders. He said, "You obviously have feelings for me. Your body can't deceive me. When I touch you, you react!"
Wen Jin trembled her lips and said, "I imagined you as brother Huaizhou..."
Fu Jingheng froze, withdrew from her in a panic, and sat there with his forehead and heart resting on his forehead. For a long time, he said, "Okay, I will start a family with Meng Wan. I will grow up mentally and quit you!"
Wenjin tied up his clothes, and the area he kissed was swollen and hot. That night, he stayed in the middle palace. Wenjin hugged Chang Lin, and he hugged her and Chang Lin. They didn't talk again all night.
He also did not continue to force her to have sex.
On the next two days, Wen Jin and Fu Jingheng got along extremely harmoniously. They were calm after their fight to the death. They disappeared, so it was considered a case of raising eyebrows.
Fu Jingheng and Meng Wan had been very close these past two days, and Jun En finally rescued him. Man Chaoli breathed a sigh of relief. He would stroll in the garden with Meng Wan after the government, and Meng Wan would lean into his arms and talk to him, but he would not
No longer resisting, he even tried to smell Meng Wan's hair. The fragrance was stronger than Wenjin's, and it was not nearly as good-looking as Su Wenjin. He was not used to it, but he needed to get used to it. Once he got used to it, he could forget about Su Wenjin who was deeply rooted in his bones.
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Wen Jin spent the past two days sewing clothes for Chang Lin and Fu Jingcheng, as if to take care of his affairs. He couldn't make many pieces in the past two days, so he rushed to make a pair of underwear for him. It was quite soft and very comfortable to wear. It was very comfortable for Chang Lin.
Lin made four belly wraps so that she would not catch cold when sleeping with her belly wrapped at night. It seemed that the queen was doing the same things that ordinary women do, but she was in the palace while others were in private houses.
Wen Jin calculated that she had been his wife for four or five days. One day and a hundred days of kindness between husband and wife are also hundreds of days of kindness. It can be regarded as a husband and wife, plus a head of flour, they can grow old together.
She didn't go up to the roof to see him and Meng Wan strolling in the garden these two days. She was watching a play with her grandma in the middle palace. The famous actors invited by Fu Jingheng from the old royal family were singing festive songs. She didn't order the Overlord.
Farewell my concubine. I didn’t hear that sentence: I advise the king to stop being depressed and relax. My concubine is gone.
On the eve of Fu Jingheng's departure for Lishan, he stepped into the palace with his dragon boots to see his wife. After not seeing her for two days, it felt like a lifetime ago.
When Lao Mo wanted to pass the message, he raised his hand to stop, and quietly watched Wen Jin sewing clothes by the window with needle and thread. He pricked his hand, made a hissing sound, pressed his fingers with the handkerchief, and continued to sew.