"Well, Your Majesty, you're awake." Wen Jin came in with meals and soup, stepped across the threshold, put the meal on the table, came to the bed and sat on the edge, looked at his face, and explored his forehead with the back of his hand.
The heart temperature is also normal. "You look better. You were very pale the day before yesterday. You still had a fever the night before. We are worried."
"Well. How long have I slept?" Fu Jingheng naturally held Wen Jin in his arms. He cherished his beloved wife's delicate body, soft body, and sweet fragrance. He arched his cheek against her heart, relying on her.
"I didn't see you when I opened my eyes. I felt sad and panicked. I thought you were gone again."
"You held my wrist so tightly, how could I escape? I scratched your cheek with a feather, and you raised your hand to touch your face, and I got away. You slept for two days and two nights, and I saw you tossing and turning and about to wake up.
I'm going to cook some delicious food for you first. I don't know how long we will stay in the camp, so I went to collect some vegetables and put them in the secret room."
Wen Jin was pestered by him like this. She touched his shoulder and back with pity, "How do you feel? Are you still tired? Have you rested? I have been feeding you medicine with a small spoon for the past two days. I have been
Worrying about you."
"I feel...well, my heart..." Fu Jingheng held the clothes on his heart with his hands, and his handsome face wrinkled together.
"How do you feel? What's wrong with your heart? Do you...do your heart hurt?"
"Um."
"I asked Xu Fanghai to come over and show you." Wen Jin hurriedly left.
Fu Jingheng stopped the person and said, "Xu Fanghai is useless, he can't cure my heart."
"Why?"
"Because... I miss you so much that my heart aches from thinking about you. Most men will get better once they think about their wife." He raised his face and stared into her eyes, half-joking.
Only then did Wen Jin realize that he was playing with her, "You."
"Well. As soon as I am in good health, I won't be welcomed by others."
Fu Jingheng pursed his lips and smiled at her. He pecked her on the cheek, and then got out of bed to wash up and clean up the stubble. After getting enough sleep, his condition was much better. After being reunited with his wife, his mood was peaceful and stable.
He said to Wen Jin: "I will ask Qian Chan to take you to the direction of Qiu Li later to avoid the situation. When the matter in Daying comes to an end, I will bring you back to me."
"You have to send me away again. I just reunited with you before."
"The Daying people may come after them at any time. I asked Wu Xin and the others to withdraw their troops back to Li Mountain to lure the enemy deeper, with the intention of burying Daying's troops alive. The chance of winning is only 60 to 70%, not 100% sure. I plan to attack the frontier military camp here
When Wu Xin and the others come back to report Daying's death, you will be in danger if you follow me. I can't bear to be separated in my heart."
Wen Jin heard that he was planning to move her to a safe place because he was concerned about her safety. Wen Jin didn't say anything at the moment. He only said: "After washing up, come and have dinner. I've cooked some delicious white porridge and your favorite cloud."
swallow."
"Well." After Fu Jingheng washed up, he sat at the table and ate some simple meals. After detoxification, his appetite was much better. "Why do you just watch me use it? You are still looking at it with gusto."
"We had already eaten in the middle of the afternoon. I saw that you ate very deliciously and looked comfortable."
Wen Jin held her chin and watched him eat. He ate deliciously, and she felt very accomplished as a chef. He was over there, and she was sitting opposite from a distance.
Fu Jingheng ate in a dignified manner, while looking at her from time to time. After finishing his meal, he drank tea and rinsed his mouth, and said warmly: "Why are you sitting so far away from me? We haven't seen each other for a long time. Have we met each other? We are very different from each other.
My sister and I have been friends since childhood, but today it seems like we are new acquaintances."
"Yeah. I was a bit acquainted with life. I thought you were dead, but suddenly you came back to life. It's like I have a new husband." Wen Jin smiled shyly at him, "I'm a bit afraid of you."
"Is it good to have a new husband?" the emperor said and laughed heartily. He had not laughed like this for a long time. He was happy to be with his sweetheart after all. "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"I don't know what I'm afraid of. We haven't had such a peaceful life for a long time..."
"Stupid. From now on, we will be so good every day, one day at a time. From now on, I will only be good with you." Fu Jingheng couldn't help but feel moved when he saw her beautiful smile. He took her wrist and pulled her over, asking her to sit down.
On his lap, he put his hands around her waist, "I just told you and Qianchan to go first, did you hear me?"
Wen Jin lowered his head and said nothing. He heard it, but didn't want to leave, so he lingered in silence.
"Your new husband-in-law is asking you something."
Wen Jin grabbed the lapel of his clothes and still didn't make a sound.
"Sure enough, I have accepted my birth. I didn't answer any questions. I am not as talkative and lively as before. I feel like I have a new daughter-in-law." Fu Jingheng pinched her chin and lifted her cheek, "Maybe she is singing.
After coaxing you to get acquainted with me, you will no longer be alienated from me. Just sing Peach Blossom Fan."
Wen Jin's ears felt hot. She still remembered that night in Mobei when he used a peach blossom fan to coax her to sleep. Her heart beat twice faster and she just said: "I won't listen. Who wants you to sing a song to coax people..."
"There is no need for you to coax you. I am very conscious about this." Fu Jingheng came close to her ear and said in a half-voiced voice: "Last time I sang this song in Maha in the north, this time we are in the motherland.
In the southwest, Qingqing and I have traveled all over the world to the ends of the earth. We sang peach blossom fans, fished every year, and our temples were as silver as silver. We loved this country more than Fuchun; we were among the singing and dancing, and the fishermen were all experienced..."
Wen Jin bit her ear and sang as she listened. There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and he deliberately lowered his voice. The shell of her ear was tickled by his breath. She couldn't help but feel a little shy. There were some fine lines on the tip of her nose in the winter.
She was sweating and felt hot. She simply covered her ears. When she was alone with him, he was no longer as serious as he was outside. He was very close to her. She whispered: "What are you doing...I feel very embarrassed."
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"You haven't seen me for a long time, aren't you surprised? I know you like to listen to operas, and you have become familiar with me after singing a few songs. You see, you become famous as soon as you sing. I go crazy as soon as you become popular. The more you
I’m going to sing a song for you.”
Fu Jingheng found her shy look more and more cute. He pulled her hand down from her ear, bit her earlobe and said, "Sing another Kunqu opera. How do you compare with the best singer in the Zhonggong Opera Troupe?"
"Well, then you sing it. I'll sing it."
"The beauty is fragrant and the embroidery bed is idle, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard are in solitary confinement; in the endless mist of spring, the Southern Dynasties have left a painting of Zhongshan. When I return to the Red Mansion, I am confused, and I am leisurely commenting on poetry and painting. In late spring, the beautiful young master is gone, and the peach blossoms on the tree are like those of previous years.
."
He has a naturally lazy voice. He is usually a serious person, but he has never sung for anyone.
Wen Jin's ears turned red when he sang against her ear, and she whispered, "The young man sings well, but I don't sweat. But when you sing, I get nervous and sweat all over my forehead."
It’s so embarrassing, I can’t continue..."
"I miss you so much, Wen Jin. I've missed you so much since you came back from Mobei. If it wasn't for the poison, I wouldn't have pushed you away. Since you're sweating, why not take off one or two pieces of clothing. That way we can
We are more familiar with her." Fu Jingheng picked her up and went to the bed to restrain her under his robe. He pressed his forehead against her heart and asked her, "Do you still want to live? Hide across the table and stay far away from me. I will find you wherever you hide.
Let you always belong to me alone."
Wen Jin put her arm around his neck and whispered: "I don't want to go with Qian Chan. I want to stay by your side and face difficulties with you. I'm not afraid of danger. If you want to go out to do things, I can hide in the secret room.
You knocked on the door and called me, so I came out. I won't cause any trouble to you. I don't want to leave."
Fu Jingheng did not answer her, but asked instead: "Have you been wronged in Daying these past few months?"
"Yes. I have suffered a lot." Wen Jin thought of the experience of being imprisoned in Da Ying for the past four months, and lowered her eyes in despair, "I miss you and my family every day."
"Tell me all the wrongs he made you suffer." Fu said softly.