Wen Jin took the letter he had written and could see the key sentences in the candlelight. When he wrote the letter home, he was so determined and great, but now he felt so regretful and ashamed.
-When you read this letter from home, I have already left Dongyuan with my brother Azhou.
I have failed him for many years and I can no longer fail him.
I have never loved you. I will never pity you anymore. -
-He and I will be happy, and you and them should be happy too-
Alas. Is this written by her? No. He chased her ten thousand miles to ask her to read this letter. His resentment was too strong. How could he be embarrassed to read it?
Wen Jin held the letter but hesitated to read it. At that time, she just didn't want to be a burden to the emperor. She thought that Qingliu had sacrificed and she would never be able to avenge her injustice in her life. The farewell letter she wrote out of frustration could be regarded as a white lie.
Well, now I don’t want to read it and start to make trouble unreasonably: “Then are you happy with them?”
"Are you happy with him?" Fu Jingheng saw that she was as curious about his woman as before. He was not an ignorant boy, he was an astute adult, and he was so disturbed that he couldn't calm down.
"I asked first." Wen Jin held the letter he had written with his hand and said softly.
Test each other and rub the boundaries.
Fu Jingheng clenched his teeth and said, "You still have this temper. Can't you not mention them when you are with me? Let's talk about whether we can do it ourselves. I will return to Beijing soon. It's so easy for you to come over to my place. Let's have a good talk, or say
Chang Lin, Chang Yi, or what you have seen and heard in the past six months, why are you mentioning them as a spoiler? Will mentioning them make our relationship better? I have failed you. I have recognized you hundreds of times, so what can I do?
We still need the support of the courtiers."
Wen Jin said inappropriate words to the emperor, but still did not read the letter, "Then you have them. It's not like they are making things difficult for you. Can't I even mention it? I'm not in the capital, and I don't have the Phoenix Seal.
I'm not a queen, and I don't want to pretend to be a saint. People in the desert are honest, so I can mention whoever I want. They. They."
After I finished speaking, I didn’t know why I felt wronged, and my voice trembled.
Fu Jingheng listened to her soft voice quivering slightly, and he calmed down, "Su Wenjin, are you jealous? Are you jealous? I am very direct. I tell you whether you like it or not. Don't go around too much. Just be honest.
Come."
"No." Wen Jin turned her cheek away with red eyes. Anyway, he had been living outside for half a year, and he still walked around with others as usual. She occasionally thought about it, and felt quite sad in her heart.
Fu Jingheng pursed his lips, put her hair behind her ears with his hands, and explained: "They and I are not happy. I failed you because of their family, and you failed them. It's all my fault. But
I want you to come back and live with me. My wardrobe is in a mess and the palace is empty every day when I go back.
I still want to get you married to a matchmaker and ask Wu Xin and Liu Yingfu to perform sword dances for you. Wu Xin is first in the wedding team and Liu Yingfu is second. I still yearn for an ordinary life and live a life of daily necessities with you."
Wen Jin became quiet and said in despair: "You have said countless times that you want to marry me. I am not a servant who cleans your wardrobe."
"Every time I talk about marrying you, I mean it. Even this time, I mean it. If you nod, I will go back to prepare for the marriage and bring you home in style. It's not because you are the prime minister's legitimate daughter and you have the support of all the officials.
I was very helpful."
Fu Jingheng's voice was quite anxious. He looked at her face carefully. He didn't want to mention the divorce letter he had written to her, because she seemed to have some interest in him between the lines.
"It's just because you are my childhood sweetheart Su Wenjin. My words seem pale. But I hope you can believe me. I am still me. I was abandoned by my mother in the corridor of the cold palace, and I was warmed by you. We have experienced a lot, and the surrounding people
People come and go, but we must not get separated."
Wen Jin shook his head, "But I'm scared. I'm afraid you'll lose me again. Every time you say you'll marry me, I'm so happy, but you always break your promise. If you don't marry me, I won't be sad. I don't
Now that I am young, my body is not as healthy as when I was a child. And my mother-in-law..."
Moreover, her mother was in a bad situation, and Yu Zhen Baoyin dropped out of school and suffered away from home, all because of the imperial family. How could she talk about marriage with him without any grudges? She didn't know what leverage he had in Fu Chang's hands, and what leverage that leverage would have on her.
No matter what the impact, her mother, brothers and sisters have already suffered a lot because of that handle.
She didn't know what kind of decision he would make because he had the leverage to control him. She wanted to get closer but was afraid of getting too close.
"Then why do you ask me if I'm happy? If I'm not happy, you won't give me happiness. And you're not willing to accept my heartless and unjust happiness."
Fu Jingheng said softly,
"You're not living with me anymore, and you're still curious about what I'm doing in my backyard. Read your farewell letter quickly. From now on, I'm determined not to be entangled anymore. You can either live in a corner of the small town, or return to Beijing someday.
I will support you when you decide whether you want to be the imperial tutor or the Imperial Tutor. I just hope you will stop crying. Women should not be angry all the time. I really hope you are happy, and it is not my intention to always make things worse."
"I am angry and abuse my own body. It has nothing to do with you." Wen Jin thought, give me a complete family and promise that I will never live up to it again, and I will be happy. But she did not say, there is no need to embarrass each other, because Tongjun
It is unrealistic and even seems childish and ridiculous to ask for a pair in one lifetime.
Fu Jingheng interlocked his slender fingers and locked her eyes tightly. The two of them just spent time together. He looked at her face, he looked at her belly, and he seemed to see her belly being deformed by the child.
, he felt great emotion in his heart for a moment, it is a small blessing, a small life brings joy and hope to people.
His life has been full of despair since he was a child. She, Chang Lin and Chang Yi bring him hope. He wants to touch her belly and put his ear to it to hear the sound, but he is afraid that if he touches her belly, he will lose control and become pregnant.
She, just touching her hand, already felt unclean in her heart.
"Sir," Qingliu said outside the door when he saw the empress being forced by the emperor to speak beside the bed, "it's time for us to set off back to the capital. There are only ten days left in the holy month of Ramadan for the late emperor's memorial day. It's more than nine thousand miles away and ten days."
We may not even be able to rush back. You may not be away from the court for too long. It would be a big deal if Fu Chang took advantage of the opportunity and changed the palace while you were away."
Fu Jingheng's shoulders were shaken when he heard this. He knew that he had been out of Beijing for nineteen or twenty days since the first day of April. He was also thinking about the court. There was Lao Mo and several loyal ministers watching him. Lao Mo was smart.
He is half assured that he will be able to respond flexibly to the situation.
But after all, it is not as safe as being in the court. If something happens, he is thousands of miles away. It is true that distant water cannot save the fire nearby. When he heard the voice of Qingliu, he said: "I know. I'm going back."
When Wen Jin heard that he was leaving, she felt helpless. She was also stubborn and refused to go back on her word, saying that the farewell letter she wrote at that time was a lie. She also doubted whether he had released Lou and oppressed her mother's lineage.
Fu Jingheng saw that Wen Jin was always the one who took things at ease, and it took a long time to ask her to say something. She didn't say anything to him, and he became more and more disappointed, but he couldn't stay any longer, so he stood up. He had expected it.
I came here to receive my own share of despair.
He took a deep breath, picked up the clear-colored clothes behind the chair and put them on. While taking the water brought by Qingliu, he washed his face and neck, and casually combed his hair in front of the bronze mirror. He also remembered that Wen Jin had given him
The scene of him combing his hair came, and he glanced at Wen Jin in the bronze mirror. She lowered her head and looked at the letter she had written, refusing to read it at this time.
"Why don't you read it?" Fu Jingheng asked her before returning to Beijing after packing up.