"Not now, Grandma." Wen Jin folded the clothes that Grandma had taken out of the bag and put them into the bag again, "Grandma, Brother Heng got married, and now he has a noble concubine living next door, no?
I will marry a wife and have a queen one day, and when the queen comes, I will have to live together with the emperor and the queen. If I am kicked out again then, it will be even more embarrassing than now."
"How can you live in a slave house all your life?"
"I won't live in a slave house for the rest of my life. Brother Heng's move to make me kneel down to welcome Xue Ning and demote me to a slave house is tantamount to directly tapping my adoptive father's tentacles. In a few days, my adoptive father will
Find Brother Heng and take me, neither of them can do anything to the other now, and I will be able to go out after a while."
Grandma clenched the handle of the crutch and said, "The vixen made a condition for him. She can come in, but she needs you to kneel down to welcome her in! I guess he just cares about the face of her prime minister father! As for slapping you to the ground,
I guess he felt sorry for you and knelt on the ground all night. Because of that vixen, he had no choice but to wrong you. He only sold himself for the sake of political power and the country! You are angry with him, aren't you?"
"Grandma, I won't be angry with Brother Heng. It's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. What's more, he is the king." Wen Jin pursed her lips with a gentle smile, "Brother Heng, it's not easy for him to get to where he is today.
Xue Ning is helpful to him in his political career. Unlike me, I am from his political enemy side. He will have to settle things with me sooner or later. This is just the beginning. As long as he is happy, that's fine."
The late emperor passed away when Fu Jingheng was three years old, and his mother abandoned him and fled to Buddhism. When he was three years old, he was imprisoned in a cold palace by her adoptive father, the regent. She understood him, and he had the right to climb to extremely cold heights.
At the top, if he wants to regain his absolute royal power, she and her adoptive father's team are the dissidents he must get rid of.
She has to leave sooner or later. It's better to leave now. Asking him to show her some mercy will only embarrass herself.
"Girl Jin!"
"Grandma, don't persuade me. I'm not the kind of person who is shameless. There's no reason for him to chase me away, but I won't. I'm kneeling down in public today. I understand what a joke it is. But I can't.
Every time he accepts a concubine, I will kneel down to welcome him. People want face, and trees want bark..."
Grandma understood Wen Jin’s temperament, self-respect, self-love, and backbone. She would never change her mind once she made up her mind, so she let out a long sigh. She watched the two children get to know each other, and how could they become strangers to each other?
This step.
After Wen Jin finished packing, she found that she didn't have many things. The other belongings were all shared with the Lord and carried memories. She didn't take them away, but only carried a small baggage on her shoulders.
"Grandma, take good care of yourself and stop secretly eating rock candy. Eating candy is bad for your teeth. If your teeth fall out early, you won't be able to eat meat." Wen Jin looked at the maid on the side and said, "Xiaolan
, you supervise the old lady."
"Yes. Lord Jin."
Grandma's voice trembled, "Girl Jin!"
"I'm leaving, Grandma." Wen Jin wished his grandma a good life, and then went out to be confined in the slave house. Your Majesty's golden words are the imperial edict.
Grandma stood in the mahogany door frame with a cane, looking at Wen Jin's figure at the end of the corridor, she hung the cane heavily on the ground, "Xiaolan, what are you doing now!"
The maid Xiaolan helped the old lady and understood that the old lady was asking the Lord, so she replied: "Grandma, Long live the Lord is next door with Concubine Xue Guifei in the bridal chamber. Listen, the five-foot-high stage next door is still there.
It's so lively when singing a big opera! It's not like our house, which is deserted and deserted, pitiful!"
"My wife has run away, but he is still in the mood to get married! What's so good about it? What kind of tricks can he get out of it!" Grandma gritted her teeth, "It's as if he can have children. Over the years, Jin Yatou's belly has become a little bit smaller.
There was no movement, he...sigh!"
Xiaolan said, "I am young and ignorant, and I really don't know what I can figure out. Anyway, Master Jin has not been able to get pregnant for so many years... Be careful what you say! Be careful what you say!"
"Go to the next door and ask Lao Mo to pass a message to my brother, saying that my body has suddenly turned dark and my whole body is sick. I'm afraid I won't survive tonight! Let me come back immediately to prepare for my death!"
Grandma was sitting on the big chair in the high hall. The past was like a blur. The late Empress was forced by that bitch, Mrs. Lou, to escape to the empty door. She stuffed her infant brother into her arms and told her tearfully that she was
My child is my child, and I hope that I can discipline this child well. But now it seems that I have raised an ungrateful child who is always in trouble but ends up giving up.
"Yes, old lady!" Xiaolan trotted all the way to the next door. On the corridor, she saw the king's imperial attendant, Mo Gan, who was guarding the door of the palace. She said anxiously: "Eunuch Mo, it's not good! The old lady is not good.
It's over! The hall has turned black and I'm sick all over! The old lady asked you to go home and prepare for her funeral!"
"Ah!" Mo Gan's face changed drastically, "I was fine in the morning. I ate half a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge, and my appetite was good! Why did the illness come so suddenly? Wait, our family will report to you immediately!
"
With that said, he rushed towards the inner hall.
In the wedding room, Xue Ning sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at the cold and restrained Jun Shang sitting far away by the window with red cheeks. Her heart was pounding. She regretted that she did not wear a red hijab today. Only the empress could wear a hijab when she entered the house. Sooner or later
One day she will become the empress and empress, and she will live and die in the same bed with you as husband and wife!
I don’t know what it feels like to be covered with a red hijab by your Majesty’s own hands. She must be the first woman to cover your Majesty’s head with red silk!
"Your Majesty, it's getting late. It's a beautiful night, but the spring night is short. I'll serve you to bed!"
Fu Jingheng rested his chin lazily. When Wen Jin fell to the ground, his eyes flashed across her skinned hands, her pale face, and her frail look. She had been pretending to be proficient for nearly twenty years. I have seen it so far.
I still find it unbearable, how ridiculous, that I once dreamed of marrying the daughter of a political enemy, "Wait a little longer."
Xue Ning was startled, "Wait a minute? Are you waiting for someone?"
"I'm not waiting for anyone." Fu Jingheng tapped his fingers on the table repeatedly, "My beloved concubine is like a beautiful piece of jade. I can only watch it from a distance, not play with it. I plan to appreciate my love from a distance all night long.
Concubine."
After Xue Ning was praised, she couldn't help covering her lips and smiling sweetly. Of course your Majesty likes a powerful and beautiful young lady like her. Could it be that he likes the poor reading companion next door whose father doesn't care for his mother?
After the family gave up, she surrendered to the regent and became the daughter of a political enemy, which caused much trouble for the king.
"Your Majesty is good or bad. I am yours, so why wouldn't you dare to...play with me? I am willing to do anything for you!"
Your Majesty is too far away from her, eight feet away. I have always heard that Your Majesty does not indulge in women, and it seems to be true. She wants to make Jun Shang break the precept, and she wants to be the one who makes Jun Shang dream about him and can't stop.
woman...
With that said, she swayed her waist and approached Fu Jingheng, unbuttoning her collar as she walked. Her eyebrows were silky, she was a natural beauty, and your Majesty would definitely not be able to control her charming appearance.
Fu Jingheng remained calm and went around with Xue Ning. The military power in Prime Minister Xue's hands needs to be returned to my hands.
Xue stared at Fu Jingheng's face and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He was as handsome as a banished immortal, and his body was strong and lean. He didn't know what it felt like to be carried onto the dragon bed by his strong arms and rolled over.
"I will undress you." Xue Ning stretched out her hand towards Fu Jingheng's collar to unbutton his clothes.