Wen Jin sat next to him seriously and wanted to rest her head on his shoulder, but she couldn't. She also needed someone to hug her, "Can you accompany...Chang Lin to eat moon cakes and look at the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Me too."
Eat mooncakes with Chang Lin and look at the moon."
"Okay." Fu Jingheng pinched her chin and said, "I asked you to come over and sleep with me, not sit with me."
"Your Majesty, you, Chang Lin, and the puppy must take good care of yourselves in the future." Wen Jin said softly, her stomach turning uncomfortably, and her arms becoming more and more painful.
"What do you like about him?" Fu Jingheng heard, "Do you have to leave? I told you that I will settle the matter with the court. I will arrange you in another courtyard, and you will be separated for a while. After the limelight, you can't be brought back? Jin...
.”
Wen Jin looked at the torn amulet in the wastebasket, and then thought about the great hero Meng Wan who was going to take her place, Wu Xin and Liu Yingfu who were looking at her fiercely, and the empress dowager who told her to respect herself, and felt that there was no need to do this.
She secretly dated Fu. She didn't want to be a burden to him. She also hoped that she could be recognized by him and his subordinates. It was sad to have a relationship that was not recognized by relatives and friends. She suppressed her choked words and said, "Because he is with me."
Give me bagels when you are sick and take bitter medicine."
Fu Jingheng glanced at her and saw that she had made up her mind and was determined to leave. His heart suddenly tightened. He hugged her body and caressed her soft chest, flanks, waist and abdomen. She stiffened suddenly, but did not resist.
I was aroused by him some fierce emotions, and I couldn't help but let out a light sigh.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips. Her lips were smeared with rouge. He ate the rouge until it was not satisfactory in her mouth. He asked her to wash her mouth and face before he brought her over again and asked her to sit on him.
He leaned against the jade screen, holding her little face and looking at her carefully. Such an appearance made these people go crazy. He couldn't get enough of it. Without the rouge, he saw how pale her face was. He asked her in a hoarse voice.
: "You haven't had any rest these days, okay? Why do you look so bad?"
Wen Jin still didn't say that her elbow bone was pierced. Anyway, getting injured during a secret meeting with the traitor Li Shanbao was not a glorious thing. Did she still want him to praise her for her quick reaction? Although she did not achieve great merit, she had the motive to do so and deserved to be commended.
Well, she said with a shy smile, "As I said just now, after grandma left, Lin'er and I lived in a big palace. It was dark at night and we were afraid of thunder. From now on, when I go out with brother Azhou, we will live in a small house.
Don’t be afraid anymore.”
Fu Jingheng pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Let me see where you fly."
"To where you can't find it."
"Um."
"Your Majesty..."
Fu Jingheng responded softly: "Yeah."
"Didn't you say that you would arrest Lao Wen and give me a wedding?" Wen Jin said with red eyes: "I want to see you in wedding clothes. I also want to show you in wedding clothes. Let's just think of it as a thing of the past.
, please give me an explanation. After all, we are just a husband and wife. You know, I just sympathize with you. You have wanted to marry me for a long time."
In the dragon bed, there were no wedding candles and no words of double happiness. Fu Jingheng put on the wedding clothes that he had secretly prepared to marry her. Wen Jin also put on the wedding dress. She sat on the edge of the dragon bed, covered with tears.
Wearing a hijab, Fu Jingheng lifted up her red silk with the wedding curtain. It was supposed to be a festive scene, but neither of them smiled.
When the wedding dress fell to the floor, he saw the transparent pocket that Sister Zhao bought for Wen Jin. It should be very useful. He loved her with special pity. He bit her through the transparent pocket and bit her, making the pocket wet.
Kiss her lips and ask her: "Do you have a tongue?"
"have."
"Where?"
"In the mouth."
"I don't believe it, just open your mouth and let me see..."
"I do not want..."
"Be good, be brave, and don't feel guilty. I like it..."
When she was in love, he pressed her hands on her neck. She was finally pulled by him in her passion and her elbows hurt. She couldn't help but cry out in pain, frowning and sweating all over her body.
Fu Jingheng restrained her with all his strength at that point. When he calmed down, he found that she was not making any noises of joy, but as if she was in pain. He quickly pulled up the clothes that were half loose on her shoulders and pulled up the sleeves quickly.
He was wrapped in gauze haphazardly, and the gauze was stained with blood. When he untied the gauze, he saw a large hole in the skin of his elbow, with the elbow bone exposed and festering. The injury was very serious.
"Why are you injured? Why didn't you tell me that you were injured? I've been back for eight days, and no one has said anything about your injury! These bastards in the Military Aircraft Department only reported you for treason, not your injury!"
Fu Jingheng exploded immediately. His breath was still confused afterwards and he was not completely depressed. He put on his clothes and went to the door. He hurriedly said: "Old Mo, ask Zhang Tingxin to crawl over here. Now."
"Yes." Lao Mo glanced at the cat's paw prints on the emperor's neck and immediately sent a message to Zhang Tingxin, who was stationed in the middle palace, to crawl over. When he saw someone grabbing his arm, he said: "Zhang Tingxin, Zhang Tingxin, hurry up and crawl away."
Dragon Sleeping. Lord Jin is injured, Long live the Lord exploded."
Zhang Tingying grabbed the medicine box and said, "Otherwise, run over there. It's too slow to crawl over from such a distance, and it will delay the time to see the master's injury."
Lao Mo felt that what he said made sense. Running was indeed faster than crawling. The two of them thought it over and finally decided to go there in a horse-drawn carriage. "Then after I hurt you, you really have to crawl back to the palace. I am the Holy Master.
The exit is the imperial edict, and you can't do it without crawling."
Zhang Tingxin was speechless, "What a loss to you, Lao Mo."
Fu Jingheng went back to Long's bedside, untied Wen Jin's clothes, and checked inside and outside again. He looked carefully at his back and thighs, and found that there was also an injury on his knee, which was also a cut. "How did your elbow get injured? Knee.
What's going on? I've been away from home for a few days, and you've lost a piece of good skin on your body? You'll only wear it on your belt from now on."
Wen Jin saw that his face was stern, which was different from the indulgent one when he was intimate with her just now. Her face was flushed because of the favor. She said softly: "It was during the secret meeting with Li Shanbao that Li Shanbao found out that I wanted his life.
Annoyed, he swung his sword and pointed it at me, and then Qingliu used his weapon to block his sword. Anyway, I didn’t see it clearly. Everything was too fast. After all, Li Shanbao and Qingliu were fighting, and I was shocked.
It flew... but hit the wall and was injured inexplicably."
The more he spoke, the quieter he became.
"Being knocked away?" Fu Jingheng looked at her with admiration, "What should I say? If you see them fighting, you should stay away. How can you wait to be knocked away."
"I ran away, and the tragedy happened not long after I ran..." Forget it, I can't go on. This injury is not glorious. It's not like Meng Wan's forehead injury for the common people and the country. Everyone is worried about it.
Her elbow bones looked pitiful and ridiculous, so she simply blushed and covered her head with the quilt.
Fu Jingheng felt distressed and wanted to laugh angrily. He pulled the quilt off her head and asked, "Where's the knee injury? Where did it come from?"
"...Go to the Moon Viewing Tower to watch you leave the city, and then walk quickly. The two steps are not the same height, and I didn't look at the steps under my feet, so I fell..." Wen Jin said silently, getting more and more excited.
The more you expose yourself, the more useless you become.
"Strange steps. Strange Moon Viewing Tower." Fu Jingheng took a deep breath, and did not continue to question harshly. He took her arm and gently blew the wind on the wound, "Why don't you consult an imperial doctor?"
"Because I don't want to cause trouble and let people know that I secretly met with the rebels. It's better to do less than to do more." Wen Jin said honestly.
It happened that Zhang Tingxin came at this time and answered outside the door. Fu Jingheng quickly straightened Wen Jin's clothes and said, "Go sit on the soft couch and ask him to look at the injury. If the bed is messy, it won't be good for the people below to see."
As he spoke, he carried Wen Jin to the soft couch and asked her to sit down, while he pulled down the bed curtain to cover the scenery inside.
"Come in."
When Zhang Tingxin heard the emperor calling him in, he came in with a medicine box and said respectfully: "Sir, I'm crawling too slowly, which makes my master suffer a lot more."
Fu Jingheng was dissatisfied: "Can't you see that she was injured in the palace? What do you do for food? You should take the hospital to die."
"How dare I look at the Queen..." Zhang Tingxin said and coughed lightly, but he was used to being asked to die by the emperor. He was already very thick-skinned and would not be sad. On the contrary, he would not be scolded by the emperor.
He was still a little uncomfortable. Jun went up to Lishan Mountain for eight days without scolding him. He was not used to it, but now he suddenly felt at ease.
He took out the scissors and cut a slit in the Queen's affected area's clothes, exposing only the wound. When he saw the elbow bone, he did a detailed inspection. Even the elbow bone was much more beautiful than ordinary people. "There are some cracks in the bones, and the skin needs to be sutured at least
Twenty stitches.”
Wen Jin's face turned pale, twenty needles...
As he spoke, Zhang Tingxin went to take Wen Jin's pulse through the handkerchief, and found a happy pulse, but the pulse was very weak and not like a happy pulse. He had personally consulted the queen before, and the queen had both qi and blood deficiency after a miscarriage.
He was not sure at this time, so he kept silent. He also thought that your Majesty was extremely eager for children and might need to use children to tie up women. He hesitated for a moment and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty... you have
In a word, I don’t know whether to say it or not..."
Lao Mo is very sensitive. He is familiar with this sentence. He has said it several times himself, "It's important to say it or not". What's the matter, Lord Jin is... happy again?
Fu Jingheng frowned and looked at Zhang Tingxin, but his elbow was useless?...Twenty needles were also very painful. All he could think about was the big wound on his elbow...it broke his heart.