Your Majesty's calm and authoritative voice made everyone shudder, and all the slaves fell to their knees on the ground.
Wen Jin was shocked. She saw Fu Jingheng's face was filled with sadness. She must have been upset because her adoptive father sent troops to kill people. She lowered her head subconsciously and shrank back to reduce her presence in his eyes, so as not to be caught.
It affects the fish in the pond.
"Your Majesty, good luck." Xue Ning's shoulders trembled, and she knelt down on the ground. Following the steps of the imperial driver, she knelt down and said flatteringly, "The reason why I am here is to help Miss Duanmu take care of grandma's illness."
Even if I will be punished by you for escaping from the confinement, I will still come to take care of the old man's illness. I will fulfill my filial piety for the old man and share your worries and solve your problems."
Wen Jin: "..." My step-sister's face is so disgusting. The disgusting mother opens the door to the disgusting one. She is so disgusting!
When Duanmufu saw his future husband's face, his heart moved. He was even more handsome and handsome than when he went to Hanshan to visit his mother, the Empress Dowager, last year.
Fu Jingheng walked into the hall and looked around at everyone. He only cast a slight glance at Wen Jin by the window, as if Wen Jin didn't exist at all.
Wen Jin licked her lips, she was a transparent person.
Fu Jingheng waved his hand and ordered Zhang Yuan to follow him and said: "Hurry and consult grandma."
It turned out that he had just come down from Jinluan Palace, and on the way to the imperial study, he met Zhang Yuanpan who was in a hurry on his way to the Dragon Palace. When he asked about it, he found out that his grandma had fallen ill, and he walked over without even having time to put down the memorial.
Fu Jingheng sat on the big chair and didn't know who he was asking. He just asked as if he was questioning his wife: "Grandma is sick. Don't you know she needs to rest? How did it end up in such a scene? It's even more embarrassing.
You’re sensible now.”
Wen Jin was startled. This stern tone seemed to be questioning her. She thought, "Who are you to call you a bunch of women? Three women are making a show. Even if she doesn't make trouble, how can others not make trouble?" She was about to speak,
Then Duanmufu's voice was heard in the room.
Wen Jin felt sad, and there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. Yes, his tone seemed to be questioning his wife. She was not his wife, Duanmu Fu was the future emperor's wife, and his unmarried wife would not have her turn.
She speaks.
Duanmufu stared deeply at the man with the picturesque features in front of him, and said softly: "Grandma has been feeling unwell since she came down from Hanshan Nunnery. I was worried that she would return alone, so I escorted her back, and then she returned to the palace.
I was unconscious. Maybe it was the autumn rain last night that caused the invasion of wind evil. The reason for the commotion just now was that Sister Wen Jin was too hot and wanted to open the window for ventilation. I was afraid that grandma would catch the cold, so I ordered people to close the window. Wen Jin
Jin refused to close the window, so we got into a verbal argument. I also did something wrong. Your Majesty, please don’t be angry."
Fu Jingheng said appreciatively: "Thank you for your help."
Duanmu's maid said: "Miss Duanmu has been guarding grandma in the house. As soon as Wen Jin came, he took off grandma's quilt and opened the window. Miss Duanmu refused to listen to her advice."
Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin with disgust.
Wen Jin looked at Fu Jingheng, weighing whether to explain or not. Finally, he thought that he would not believe it even if he explained, so he bowed his head and continued to say nothing.
Fu Jingheng glanced at Wen Jin again, and saw that she lowered her eyes and did not explain to him. She did not even say "Ji Xiang" to the emperor. It was really a big show. It was really different to have a regent father, so he turned his eyes coldly.
After a while, he said, "What are you doing there like a wooden pestle? Didn't you hear what I asked you?"
Duanmu Fu's face sank, and he asked whether the wifely question he just asked was about Wen Jin.
Wen Jin was startled, "I...slave...thought you were asking about Miss Duanmu."
"How many times has she come to Longshen? In terms of familiarity, aren't you more familiar with her at home?" Fu Jingheng rebuked coldly, "Your foster father caused chaos outside the palace and murdered my people, while you acted like a monster inside the palace and murdered my wet nurse.
, and neglect the emperor’s wife chosen by the Queen Mother!”
Wen Jin felt sour in his heart.
Duanmu Fu felt sweet in his heart. However, he also felt that the choice of the emperor's wife by his mother, the Empress Dowager, was rather harsh.
Xue Ning took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Your Majesty, you haven't seen Wen Jin's arrogance. When he entered the house, he didn't see anyone except my concubine. He didn't even see Miss Duanmu. He didn't even say a greeting when he entered the house.
!As if she is the mistress here. The daughter of a political enemy is so ambitious that she actually wants to control the harem!"
Listening to Xue Ning's voice, Fu Jingheng's eyes flashed with disgust. He hated Wen Jin. Others said something about her, but he felt an indescribable feeling of protecting his own shortcomings. He suppressed this splitting feeling, "Wen, why do you think so every time?
When there was a fire in the backyard, you were there! Worried that I would send troops to hurt Wen thief, you deliberately harmed grandma in the harem, ignored Duanmu, and tried to distract me and give Wen thief and Jiang Qing time to cause trouble? "
"I came in and was anxious to check on my grandma, but I didn't notice anyone in the house." Wen Jin was really wronged. "I did neglect them and greeted them two minutes late. But my grandma treats me like my biological mother. How could I harm her?"
Because grandma said last year that she couldn't get used to the smell of coal in Hanshan Nunnery, and it made her dizzy and painful...I opened the window for ventilation..."
"Sophistry!"
Why is grandma the only one who got sick from the coal smoke? Are you saying that the empress dowager and Miss Duanmu teamed up to harm grandma?"
Wen Jin clenched his hands tightly, "If you want to accuse me, there is no need to hesitate. Wen Jin can sit upright and I have a clear conscience."
Fu Jingheng lost his patience and said, "Shut up. Don't say a word. You are so quick to talk."
Wen Jin felt suffocated in her heart. Could it be that she couldn't speak even if she was wronged?
The room suddenly became quiet and the atmosphere was depressing.
Yuan Zhang was carefully checking Grandma's pulse.
Duanmufu advised Fu Jingheng softly: "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. Although Wen Jin used the wrong method, he probably has good intentions. For now, the plan is to close the window first to stop the biting draft, so as not to make it worse."
What about the old man’s cold disease?”
Fu Jingheng thought it was reasonable and nodded, "Old Mo, close the window."
Mo Gan clasped his hands and said, "Yes."
"Can you..." Wen Jin said when Mo Gan moved.
Mo Gan stopped his steps and stood aside.
Fu Jingheng only felt the hem of his clothes tightening. He looked down and saw Wen Jin kneeling at his feet. He had not let her get up. Wen Jin reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes. There was a swollen squeeze mark on her palm.
, it was congested and turned black and purple, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Xue Ning's eyes were filled with resentment. Why did you, bitch, pull at the hem of your shirt and stain it? It would be strange if you didn't kick her to the ground.
Duanmu Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Fu Jingheng, and saw that there seemed to be a look of reluctance in the king's eyes.
"Can it be anything? Tell me." Fu Jingheng's voice was a little gentler.
Wen Jin's hand clasped at the hem of his clothes trembled slightly, "Can you please leave the window open for now? Judge Zhang will come to a conclusion soon. If grandma really thinks it's just the cold, I'm willing to be punished for my willful behavior. But if it's grandma,
Grandma was really smoked and poisoned by the coal. There was no ventilation, and she was covered with the quilt. I was afraid that grandma... she... wouldn't be able to breathe..."
As he spoke, two tears welled up in his eyes. He looked sincere and pitiful.
Fu Jingheng's hands gradually closed up, and somewhere deep in his heart felt a slight pain and itch as if he was being gently brushed by a feather.
Xue Ning said sternly: "Your Majesty, she is just messing around! Don't let her fool you! She wants to kill grandma!"
Duanmufu also said: "Wenjin, enough is enough... don't make fun of the old man's health."
Fu Jingheng finally chose not to trust Wen Jin and said coldly: "Old Mo, close the window."
Wen Jin felt a sudden pain in her heart, lowered her head, and burst into tears.
Xue Ning proudly covered the smile at the corner of her mouth with her sleeves.
Duanmu Fu also straightened his shoulders by two points, quite a bit majestic.
Wen Jin's sobbing voice was clearly audible in the room.
"Girl Jin, I'm so sorry, don't cry anymore, come here..." Suddenly, a faint moan of illness came from the hospital bed, and her weak voice sounded in the room.
Hearing the sound, everyone was shocked. Grandma woke up!