Maybe Wen Jin's eyes have shed a lot of tears in the past few years, and no matter how gentle the wind blows, they feel sour.
Do you feel sad when you hear the word "gloomy wood"?
She will.
Hate the gloomy wood.
No one likes to hear about buying a coffin for their husband.
It made me angry.
Grandma was wrapped up in a cold and gloomy wood and buried in a cold tomb.
She didn't want anyone to leave her, especially the king who had been with her for twenty-one years.
Why do the Queen Mother and Grandma talk about her Brother Heng like this? Why do they put Brother Heng's name in the same sentence as Yin Chenmu?
He is only twenty-eight years old. Still very young.
Perhaps the context is humorous, but Wen Jin cannot appreciate the beauty of humor. If it were the husband of the Princess of Nanfan, she could laugh. But the gloomy wood is associated with her man, even for the funniest master, it becomes
Not funny.
There is palpitations and dull pain in the heart.
Could it be that after losing Ah Da, Chang Yun, Chang Ning, and Ah Nai?
Brother Heng is also...about to die.
Wen Jin also showed her face to the Queen Mother and Grandma.
If Wen Jin doesn't buy it, no one will give him face.
At that moment, the Queen Mother and Grandma knew that they had offended someone. Even the palace officials lowered their heads and knelt on the ground.
Then I noticed the sharp gaze coming from behind the ancient banyan tree, and it turned out that he was there too.
Now I have offended more than one little kid. I have offended a pair of careless ones. The two children have had their own ideas since they were young.
After the Queen Mother Xia finished talking to the emperor's wet nurse, Wen Jin looked at the Queen Mother quietly with wet eyes, and then at the old Mrs. Liu Rusu.
Finally, Wen Jin cast her eyes on the emperor who was hiding behind the ancient banyan tree where several people were hugging each other. She asked: "What does the queen mother and grandma mean? What is the meaning of the gloomy tree in the beautiful autumn? I curse you to live a long life, you cherish your life so much,
Aren't you angry?"
"I am not a student of your Imperial College. Who are you training?"
Wen Jin said, "I'm asking."
The emperor said, "I have a bigger heart than you. I just don't want you to be embarrassed in front of others, so I keep silent. There is nothing wrong with gloomy wood. Jinnan can also be used. It's just two kinds of wood. You can also carry the shroud. I am more important than you.
What a fuss. Oh, you know very well why Lao Mo repaired the golden nan of the emperor's grandmother."
Wen Jin's ears felt hot, and she remembered how she was pregnant with Chang Lin. She stared at him with red eyes, "You have a particularly hateful face, you know."
"It wasn't the first day you became disgusting," he said, "you started to look disgusting the night you were fifteen, so you didn't even call me by my name in your dreams. And Jing Heng has been admiring Mr. Su for many years."
Wen Jin tightened his hands.
Lao Mo talked to Qian Chan several times: "He is about to..."
Qingliu said, "I'll try my best to be in love for the rest of the moment. Let's talk to you before leaving the palace, my lord."
So everyone is in the situation, only she who returned from Mobei is outside the situation. She is angry and suppressed.
Fu Jingheng stepped out from the shade of the tree and glanced at Queen Mother Xia and Grandma with cold eyes. The expressions of the two elders changed.
"I didn't know you were here," the Queen Mother said, "If I knew, you didn't tell me until you left."
"Yeah. It makes no difference. I have never had any sense of existence."
He responded lazily, but people felt inexplicably sorry for him.
But it seems that others are sadder than him. But he himself does not feel sorry for himself. He avoids suspecting them. Sure enough, the three women are in a drama. The mother-in-law, daughter-in-law, and adoptive mother are all together. Fortunately, the three sisters did not come. Otherwise, he would be so miserable.
In the dust.
He doesn't need sympathy. He just needs to be treated as a healthy person. He doesn't feel that he has to take medication every period because he is poisoned. Everything is still the same as before, except for some pain and coldness.
The Queen Mother Xia said, "The Ai family thinks that she has the right to know. What you think is not necessarily what she wants. The Ai family cannot stand it when they see you and your wife not speaking for a month and a half. Grandma also hopes that
You are doing well."
"What’s wrong with you?"
Wen Jin handed the red rabbit to Sister Zhao, and then stood there, staring at him stubbornly with his chin raised, waiting for Fu Jingheng's answer.
He stared at her without saying a word.
Wen Jin asked, using honorifics instead, "What's wrong with you?"
He still said nothing.
Wen Jin asked, "Excuse me, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Jingheng stared at her for a moment and said softly: "I'm not feeling well. There have been a lot of state affairs recently and internal strife has been serious. As soon as you leave the palace, I will order the establishment of the vassal state. Don't worry about it. Just pack up and go. It's not over."
As he spoke, he rubbed the top of her hair quite gently. His hands felt cold through her hair, and he was unwilling to elaborate on everything.
"Arrange for Ren Zhong to send you out of the secret palace to Lishan Mountain at night. Reunite with your brother, pack all the things you need, and pull him over in a carriage. It will take at least a month or so. It will take half a month at most.
Not sure. Zi Shu will pick you up when the time comes. It will be safe when you come back."
"Zi Shu picks up?" Wen Jin focused on the key point. She is sensitive.
"Um."
"You pick it up. Aren't you unable to let go of Qian Chan? Aren't you about to have your first love in Twenty-nine? Why don't you pick it up?"
"Busy."
"Did he die then?" Wen Jin said, "Half a month? Oh, it won't be August 15th, nor will it be Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Fu Jingheng pursed his lips and said, "You are becoming more and more daring. I will give you the gold medal to avoid death and I will kill you."
"You are not well. It's strange that I saw that you don't look well today. Am I the last person to know that you are not well enough to discuss Yinchenmu and Jinsnan?" Wen Jin asked, "There is no need to wait for the illness.
Is it done?"
"That's not true. Fu Chang's enemies don't even know about it. You are not required to attend to the illness. It's just a minor illness. You women are the only ones who take Zhang Tingxin's nonsense seriously. You are all waiting for funeral arrangements. The harem can't come.
, it’s smoky. There’s also... no quiet place in the front hall. I have to go to a quiet place.”
"Where is the quiet place?"
"Study. That's enough for you. Underworld, okay? There's no need to hold on to it."
"It's the same as having the same enemy as me. I know. I will pack up my things and go to Lishan Mountain to take refuge." Wen Jin smiled, "You who kill a thousand swords think you are great, don't you? Why don't you?
Tell your wife, you are dying. What have I done, and you hate me so much that you won’t even tell me that you are dying.”
"Mr. Gongsun Quan is still waiting for me in the study."
Fu Jingheng sighed softly. He couldn't stay any longer. If he stayed any longer, he would take her back to the room.
"I really can't say more than a word. It's noisy when we meet. She is such a good beauty, but she gives in as soon as she gets in love. Today we are completely gone. It's still more comfortable to talk to an old man who smokes a pipe."
After saying that, he walked away. Wen Jin pulled his sleeve and said, "I will blame you for going home tonight. You just said you wanted to go home. You said you are cold on Chinese Valentine's Day. I will warm you up. How about you go home?"
good."
"I just begged to go home for the night and won't let you go back. Now I can't go back. Go back and be punished?" Fu Jingheng's eyes moved and his throat was a little scratchy. What she said made him struggle very much, "There will be a lot of noise when I go back. I
I'm afraid that I can't help but... hurt you. I'm afraid that the students in your Imperial College will be scolded out of their ears by you."
Wen Jin said, "Go home in the afternoon and help me pack my luggage."