Wen Jin couldn't understand what he heard and said to the door: "Your Majesty, he is about to...?"
Lao Moxiang, Your Majesty, he was criticized as being the illegitimate son of Wen Guang and was depressed. His mother had tampered with the imperial edict. His father did not volunteer to carry him to watch the stars. He was extremely sad. He was poisoned and only had two months left to live. He... was unwilling to
The master was implicated in being imprisoned with him. He was nothing and had nothing. He felt that he was not worthy of the master. Lao Mo thought a lot and finally maintained the dignity of a man in front of the master. He said immediately
, "Your Majesty, he is about to celebrate his 29th birthday. Although the war in the south is tense, he still has to celebrate his birthday. I am making preparations in advance."
"Um. Okay." He will be twenty-nine years old. She will be nearly twenty-six years old. Another year.
They have been together for nearly twenty-one years, and their best days were those years spent together in the cold palace.
Wen Jin lowered his hand to pick up the umbrella, lightly patted the emperor's wrinkled dress, and picked up his topic of who should send the umbrella, "When the weather clears, I will send the umbrella to the emperor."
Fu Jingheng was speechless. He stood up with his back straight, still in the manner of a prince. He looked at Wen Jin's back. He didn't like looking at people's backs. When he was a child, he saw his mother's back when she left. Now he looks at his wife.
The sight of someone leaving in disappointment is a terrible thing.
Before Wen Jin left the palace, she didn't turn around to look at him. She thought she was lost. She had too much hope when she returned to the capital. She had many beautiful visions, such as being husband and wife with him, assisting him in taking care of the country in an orderly manner, etc. She thought
She thought that, she paused and said in a deep voice: "There is trouble on the border. My Xue family and Su family will swear to serve the country to the death. Although you deceived and used my feelings to stabilize the country, but the country is in trouble, I, Su Wenjin, have no choice but to intervene in every possible way."
, Xue and Su are both fiercely loyal people. Prime Minister Xue has tens of thousands of strong soldiers, and Old Su has many talents in the court. He will not sit idly by and ignore it. This has nothing to do with my personal relationship with you. It is my love for the country.
Love of homeland.”
Fu Jingheng didn't tell her that because her father was disappointed with the Fu family and had no confidence in his situation, he had handed over a letter of resignation and returned to his hometown without asking anything about government affairs. Old Xue had been "reporting illness" for half a month, and he said: "Okay."
Wen Jin raised his feet to leave, and suddenly felt his body light up. His waist was held by him, and then he sat firmly on his lap and sat down in front of the dining table. He pointed at the food on the table and said, "After the meal,
Let’s go again.”
"I have no appetite." Wen Jin put the statue of Cowherd and Weaver Girl on the table, without passing it to anyone else this time. She said, "Ten coins."
"Less than a hundred kilograms. Ninety-seven or eight kilograms." Fu Jingheng wiped out a hundred thousand taels of silver notes from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to her, taking the portrait, "It looks like you and me."
Wen Jin didn't expect that he was more accurate than weighing, "Yeah."
"If you don't obey, I will keep you overnight. The hosta can't stop me." Fu said, "I didn't want to force you to stop."
Wen Jin got closer and saw his eyes in the candlelight. They were much darker than before. They used to be deep amber, but now they are dark brown. She felt strange but didn't ask in detail. She picked up the spoon and poured the porridge in front of her.
After eating, she said: "Thank you."
Fu Jingheng looked at her perfect profile in the candlelight, put his hand around her waist, and asked her in her ear, "What kind of wine does Lao Xue like? Du Kang? Sang Luo? Tu Su?"
"I haven't known the Prime Minister for many years, and I've only moved around a lot in the past two years. I don't know what kind of wine he likes." Wen Jin replied, "Your Majesty, please ask him face to face in the morning."
"In Mobei, I said that I would come back to your house to propose marriage and accompany you home to meet your family. Just take these few days to take me back with you and clear my name. I have been following you for many years. That's all.
Du Kang. Let me have a drink with your father. It's time for me to have a drink with you after so many years." Besides state affairs, Fu Jingheng was eager to have a normal life with her. He accompanied her back to her parents' home, which was quite exciting. "When the time comes,
Get drunk, you will cause embarrassment in the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Wen Jin heard this and finally waited until he wanted to take her home to propose marriage. However, out of the desire to consolidate political nepotism, she no longer thought about it. They always missed the right opportunity. She said: "Let's talk about it. There is trouble on the border.
Let’s talk after the crisis is over. If your Majesty is drunk, please ask Lao Xue to come to the palace at any time to stay with you until you get drunk.”
"Am I allowed to drink?"
"I'm tired. I don't care anymore." His stomach had been corroded and burned by alcohol, and he had old headaches. She didn't want to care anymore. "The king doesn't take care of himself. What can I do? I don't want to worry about it anymore."
"Don't answer me in a hurry. Think about taking me home. I'll ask again someday."
Wen Jin remained silent and got off his lap. Wen Jin turned around resolutely and picked up the umbrella he lent her. She left resolutely and left his dragon bed step by step.
While walking in the corridor like a carved building, she stretched her hand out of the corridor, and the raindrops fell on her hand. Life is unpredictable, cherish the moment. Look, the rain scene is also beautiful, and her phoenix robe is also beautiful. Her jade
Brother Zhen has already passed the imperial examination, and he will ride into the palace in red robes to see her one day. Her daughter, Bao Yin, is joining the army in men's clothing, and she is also an ambitious girl. This is a great joy. Although she was born in troubled times, it is a good thing.
There are quite a few. Just look at the positive side.
Fu Jingheng held another umbrella and walked quietly behind her. The rain was loud. She walked in front and he walked behind. He followed not far away, watching her phoenix crown swaying and her slim waist.
Until she passed the Yanque Terrace, she stepped into the dragon boat crossing Qinghu Lake, she stepped into the cabin, and she was about to close the rosewood door that blocked the two people's hearts. She didn't know why she suddenly leaned back, in the strong summer wind and rain.
, and plummeted into Daoqing Lake.
Wen Jin herself didn't know what was wrong with her. She knew what was wrong with her. She couldn't figure out why the emperor went back on his word. He had just used it for so many years. She suddenly lost consciousness. Before she lost consciousness, there was a rich fragrance of flowers in her nose. It was another midsummer year.
The platycodon flowers she planted in the flowerbed were all in bloom.
There were no stars in the rain at this night. In her panic, she had a startling glance at the moving eyes of Emperor Daoqing Lakeside. His eyes were so panicked. Was he worried that she would die and become a chess piece to contain the Xue family.
"Su Wenjin!"
Someone called her name in panic in Wen Jin's ears. Her body kept sinking to the bottom of the water, and she kept choking on water from her nose and mouth. Until someone grabbed her waist and took her out of the water, dripping wet.
He carried her all the way back to the palace and placed her on a soft bed.
"Pass the imperial doctor! Hurry!"
In Wen Jin's weak consciousness, someone kept rubbing her hands, someone pressed her heart, and someone kept calling her name. Hearing the heavy cry in his voice, she opened her eyes and saw the hem of dragon-patterned clothes.
I was pacing back and forth in the room, the maids and slaves came and went, and even the hospital came over. Grandma also came and cried beside the bed until she was silent, calling my son. She didn't know who to tell not to provoke Jin'er in the future.
Wen Jin had a high fever and fell ill. He didn't know how many days he had been ill and what time he had passed.
She was so sick that she was confused, and it was like going back to the time when she was five years old. Erniang took her to the temple market with kind eyes, bought her flowers and sweets, and then told her Erniang to go away, but Erniang didn't stop.
Back, Yazi came back and took her to a brothel and locked her in a dark room. When the door was opened, someone would come in and beat her and scold her, forcing her to wear clothes that exposed her shoulders. She was scared, she cried, she said in her nightmare
: "Don't hit me...Second mother is bad...Father save me...Brother Azhou save me..."
The cold fingers that were touching her brow suddenly stopped, and Fu Jingheng asked Lao Mo: "Where is Lou Shucai now?"
"It's her forty-first birthday at Cining Palace with her Queen Mother sister." Lao Mo replied, "She is very happy."
"People here have constant nightmares. Why is she celebrating her birthday as if nothing happened?" Fu asked.
Lao Mo said, "Because she is not a human being."
"Go and ask someone to take her and chop her into mincemeat and feed it to the dogs!" Fu Jingheng ordered in a deep voice, taking the initiative to intensify the conflict with the Nanfan King.