Wen Jin quickly suppressed his hand to prevent him from continuing to untie her girdle, "Your Majesty, grandma is ill. There is a curtain between the inside and outside, and you can hear it even if you move your sleeves."
"When I usually love you, you are silent and muffled, which makes people feel boring. You are not afraid of disturbing anyone." Fu Yue teased her, his words were quite frivolous.
Wen Jin was also irritated. He chewed it for seven years and it was boring. He didn't know how hard he chewed it. "I was silent and boring. Don't you like to ask me questions?"
[My dear, is this okay? How about this? Hiss, you are so sweet...]
She suddenly remembered the words he had asked patiently about her feelings in a half-hearted tone on the bed, which seemed to indicate that he would not give up until he got an answer, and her ears immediately turned red.
Fu Jingcheng stared at her with a smile.
After Wen Jin finished speaking, he shook his hands in cold sweat. He... he said something quickly and really wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself. He blushed and struggled, "I... I went back to serve my grandma."
"Remember what?" Fu Jingheng suddenly clamped down on her slender waist, and held the angry house cat in his arms. Her stubborn look made him more conquering than when she lowered her eyebrows and was submissive. He also wanted to force her.
Let’s take a look at the nature of meticulous work. “Tell me and listen.”
"The fiancée your mother chose for you is here too." Wen Jin raised her head angrily and looked into his eyes, "Aren't you afraid of letting her see you hugging me? Grandma is sick, but you are in bed.
If you fight with me in front of me, Duanmu will go back to Hanshan Nunnery and complain to you. The empress dowager, with her stern temper, will not invite you to Hanshan to have tea and reason."
"Your tone is quite sour." Fu Jingheng said, "Can't you bear to see me getting along with others?"
"I don't."
"You used the pretext of taking care of grandma to seduce my diligent attitude. I found it very useful in my eyes and have been staring at you for a long time. You and I are not innocent at all, so there is no need to beat around the bush." Fu Jingheng pulled her up with a smile.
She put on her skirt and brushed her waistline with her fingertips, "Of the three women, you are the most realistic in your acting. I have to say, you have two brushes."
Seduce him?
She didn't.
Did the window sash pinch his hand to seduce him, or did he grab both hands of Grandma's vomited filth to seduce him?
It's truly an injustice.
She really takes care of her grandma, not just to show off to him.
No matter what she did, he always thought she had ulterior motives.
Wen Jin was really afraid that someone would suddenly come out. Seeing Fu and her being so ambiguous, her spine was already scarred, but she didn't want to be charged with seducing the imperial driver in front of the old man's bed again, so she threatened
: "I'll call you grandma."
"Scream." Fu Jingheng attacked her, "Grandma hopes that you and I will do this every day, and we will only push away everyone to make it easier for you and me."
Wen Jin was really embarrassed and put her hand on his chest, her eyes full of panic and helplessness, "Fu, don't be here...save some face for me, I'm not married after all."
"Yeah." Fu Jingheng chuckled and took his hands out of her skirt, straightening her skirt slightly, without further making things difficult.
Wen Jin breathed a sigh of relief and then realized that he meant to see her panic and embarrass her, and he didn't really mean to do anything here. She took a basin of clean water and put it down, "Wash your hands."
Fu Jingheng twisted his wet fingers, lowered his hands in the basin and washed his hands quietly. He said in a deep voice for a long time: "You are more mature than before. You have been trained in vain in the past few years."
Wen Jin was sweating profusely.
The ambiguous atmosphere quietly spread.
After Fu Jingheng washed his hands, he held Wen Jin's hand that was pinched by the window sash, looked at the injury carefully, and asked casually: "Are you thinking about it? I asked you to consider something. Your adoptive father is making trouble outside.
, just atone for his sins."
Wen Jin understood that he was referring to letting him play with her body as he pleased tonight, and murdering the love in her belly to calm him down. Her adoptive father sent Jiang Huaizhou to send troops to Huainan to suppress the people. He must be extremely angry, but she gently
He coughed, perfunctory and procrastinated, "I'm thinking about it, but I haven't thought about it yet..."
Fu Jing looked at her, "It's still early, you still have time."
As he spoke, he lowered his head towards the wound on her palm.
Wen Jin subconsciously wanted to retract her hand, but he grabbed her wrist tightly. The affected area felt wet and cold. When she was nervous, she saw that he was gently blowing on the injured area for her. His voice was a bit dark.
Ya said, "I wrongly blamed you for what happened to grandma just now. I will severely punish the maid who hurt your hand. Even though I hate you, I still need to be clear about right and wrong."
Wen Jin's heart moved. She had already forgotten all about being a slave and started to talk to him. After a long time, she said with concern: "I... don't blame you. It's just that the refugees and displaced people were in chaos, and my grandma happened to be there."
You are sick again, and you are in trouble with your country and family, so take care of yourself."
Fu Jingheng half-squinted his eyes in confusion, put his slender fingers into her hair from the back of her head, pulled her close to look at her, and suddenly called her with gentle eyes: "Girl Jin."
Wen Jin's heart was pounding. She didn't know what was the reason for his sudden tenderness. The sound of "Jin Yatou" made her eyes sore. She wondered if he recalled the days when they studied together, skipped school and had snowball fights together like her, and her appearance.
Grand Tutor Zu was also angrily criticized by her for leading Jun Shang astray.
When she was a child, her days were relatively carefree. As she grew up, she had more worries. When she was a child, she had a period of deep friendship with Fu Jingheng and Jiang Huaizhou.
Now she saw that the wives and concubines around Fu Jingheng were filling up. The preference that belonged to her before no longer existed. She choked and said: "Well, you say it and I listen."
Fu Jingheng's lips slowly approached, and she could smell the refreshing ambergris on his body. She thought his kiss would fall, and she even closed her eyes slightly, but the kiss did not fall as expected.
He almost asked, "Do you have any reason to betray me by sending a private letter to Wen Guang?" But he stopped in time. This matter was not a child's play. The Wen thief had placed her beside him, and he could not expose her easily and make her feel uneasy.
Be wary, or perhaps, he is waiting for an opportunity to expose her.
Wen Jin felt that his hand on the back of her head tightened, and her hair felt a little painful. She opened her eyes suddenly, and the gentleness in his eyes had turned into hatred and disgust for her. Her surname was Wen, and he was always on guard.
Her last name.
Fu Jingheng loosened her waist, distanced himself from her, and asked: "How many times have you seen Duanmu Fu?"
Wen Jin felt suffocated, "This is the first time."
"How do she and I look? Are we a good couple?" Fu Jingheng asked almost cruelly, "I am twenty-five years old and have had enough fun. It's time to find a like-minded person to start a family and start a business."
"Well..." Wen Jin heard that he praised Duanmu and ridiculed her as a political enemy. She felt uncomfortable in her heart and secretly clenched her hands. "You two are quite a match. Her father is a national preceptor and helps you share the national sacrifices and pray for blessings."
She has contributed a lot to the celebrations. And she seems to be quite filial to the elderly. Once you get married, you can rest assured that the harem will be left to her."
"Don't worry." Fu Jingheng nodded, "Of course it's better than leaving it to some woman who is pregnant with someone else's bastard."
"The child in my belly is not a bastard, he is..."