Chapter 63 You have to be patriotic, do you understand?
When Wen Jin heard this, she became worried. Her sister had a dream of becoming a general, but she couldn't be locked in the backyard by a man. She had already been abandoned by him. How could she let her fall into the pit of fire again? "No...don't
Move Baoyin. She is still a child."
"Good sister...what can I do to protect my sister?"
Fu Jingheng looked at her beautiful face with a half-smile. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Every time he saw her, he felt a lot of trance in his heart. He also had the urge to hide her beauty in a golden house regardless of political factors, and his possessiveness towards beautiful women.
He does.
Wen Jin finally put aside her dignity, raised her hand to hold his collar, and pulled his head down a little. Thinking of the words he usually coaxed her to say but she refused to cooperate, she said to him like a puppet: "
Good man, please love me, please, I want you to love me every night..."
After she finished speaking, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. She was embarrassed and felt that she had done something terrible. She buried her face in his chest for a long time, unable to face him.
Fu Jingheng's back stiffened suddenly, and his whole body was invaded by hot evil fire. He thought that she would cry and beg for mercy and say no, so that he would gain some sense of accomplishment in conquering, but he did not expect that she would actually say it.
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His heart suddenly hurt. She had put down the dignity she cared about most in order to protect her family. However, he did not get pleasure from this. Instead, he became extremely irritated. It seemed that he was bullying others, and his victory was not honorable.
He didn't bother to have sex with her, but like a hypocrite, he hardened his body and removed his knees from between her legs. Then, he walked to the window and opened it to let in some cool air.
He didn't know what was wrong with him. He said it was just a physical bond and she was just a bed slave, but he was unwilling to continue to force her and hurt her when she was already broken. He even wanted to coax her.
However, he has no patience with women. Apart from sleeping with her, he is not good at coaxing women. They were quite harmonious in the past, and she acted very sensible and did not cause trouble for him. She did not even need to coax him. Instead, she mostly comforted him.
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Women usually cling to him on their own. He has also met many women who once looked down on him and now stalk him. They did get some cheap sense of accomplishment, but Wen Jin never flattered him. He always let go.
Nothing less than that innate desire to conquer.
She would rather put down her dignity and call him out than bow her head to beg for mercy, which made his desire to conquer even stronger.
Wen Jin was trembling with fear. She felt more and more that the person she knew before was not the real him. He used to be dull and obedient to her, but now she didn't dare to get close to him. She never understood him.
Fu Jingheng handed a cup of warm tea to Wen Jin after a moment.
Wen Jin took two sips and put the teacup on the table, "I went back to the living room to see what was going on. I don't know if your mother-in-law is dead or not. I still have to face what I should face."
As he spoke, he smiled sadly.
Fu Jingheng saw that her expression had softened a lot, and she also relaxed a little, "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Jin let out a breath, "From now on, you can't hit the second wife on the head. If you kill him, you have to pay for it with your life. It's not worth it. I'll hit the stomach next time."
Fu Jingcheng smiled and said, "Go."
Wen Jin nodded to him, and quickly packed up the things that Fu Jingheng had knocked over, while whispering: "It's not good to throw things. Losing your temper is also harmful to your health. In the future, you have to take care of yourself. You can still add things if you drop them."
The new ones are extremely popular, but they have nothing. Chang Lin is pitiful if he doesn’t have a father.”
Fu Jingheng didn't say anything, just listened to her nagging quietly, and felt a little itchy for no reason when she falsely accused him of being the child's father.
Wen Jin packed her things and walked toward the door. Suddenly, footsteps approached from behind. Her waist tightened, and she was hugged by Fu Jingheng and pushed against the wall. He locked her eyebrows and suppressed the surging emotions in his eyes.
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Wen Jin's heart was beating fast. He lowered his head and came to her lips suddenly. Wen Jin murmured nervously, but he stopped kissing her. There was a struggle in his eyes that she didn't understand.
"Do you think I took the bait?"
Wen Jin frowned, "I didn't seduce you."
Finally, Fu Jingheng let go of her waist. He picked up the dragon robe that she had just put on the table and put it on her body. "My reputation is so bad that I don't care about anything anymore. Why don't I go out in my middle coat? Put on your clothes."
good!"
The dragon robe still carried his body temperature. Wen Jin was surrounded by the warmth and scratched his forehead in confusion, "Is it even more shameful if I go out wearing a dragon robe?"
"With your reputation in Beijing circles, you are worthy of being accused of stripping me of my dragon robe. Is there anything else that you dare not do?"
Fu Jingheng stepped out of her boudoir. Under the peach blossom tree, his slender figure was almost coquettish.
Wen Jin didn't say anything. She just wore a dragon robe. It was fine as long as he didn't chop her head off. He was afraid that Liu Yingfu from the Military Aircraft Department would have to interfere with her all night long.
Seeing her hesitation, Fu Jingheng helped her make a decision: "Or do you want to wear Jiang Huaizhou's official uniform? I will dismiss him and bring you his official uniform?"
"That's not necessary!" Wen Jin was afraid of hurting Jiang Huaizhou, so she quickly put on the dragon robe and rolled up the sleeves. He was much taller than her, and she felt like she had stolen her parents' clothes.
Go back to the hall.
Lou Shucai was crying and covering her nose with a handkerchief, "Oh, sir, my Lord, help me make the decision. The big girl doesn't care about anything and beats me when she comes in. What can I say, she is almost forty years old,
On the day Ning'er returned home, she lost all dignity."
Wen Jin stepped into the hall and saw that Yasha No. 2's head was covered with gauze, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he could cry. She felt relieved and couldn't help but laugh.
Fu Jingheng followed her, looking at her slender back, and the scene of him taking her for a walk in the garden after her belly suddenly popped into his mind. It was strange, although he did not check her bedtime records in the guest room.
, but he was already expecting this child to be Chang Lin.
His father died early, and his mother kept her promise not to return to the palace for twenty years in Hanshan to pray for his father. He didn't know what it was like to be a family of three. If she gave birth to his Chang Lin, would she consider being with him and live a good life together?
, if she is willing to change her mind, he can still save her from the military plane, give her a house, and support her and Chang Lin for a lifetime. He will also eat with their mother and son, and will take care of the children with her when he is free.
Of homework.
When everyone saw Wen Jin walking in wearing a dragon robe, everyone looked shocked and looked at each other. They were really shocked.
"Jin'er, why are you wearing a dragon robe?! What...have you done to your Majesty!" Xue Xiang stared at Wen Jin in disbelief, then bowed to Fu Jingheng's side and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I have already
I am speechless to the point of running out of words, and I almost dare not ask, what did the evil girl do to you?"
Wen Jin pursed her lips. She was forced to wear a dragon robe!
Jiang Huaizhou looked at Wen Jin, who was wearing a dragon robe, with a look of despair in his eyes. He couldn't give Jin'er what your Majesty could give him.
Fu Jingheng half-joked to Xue Xiang: "Miss Wen is the emperor. You just go and worship her. No one in the Forbidden City can control your wife, I am convinced!"
Mo Gan sneered, was this being raped? What happened? Why was the dragon robe taken off?
Wen Jin's ears turned red. What do you mean he was convinced? This tone... seemed like she had done something to him.
Xue Xiang was sweating coldly. Last night, Your Majesty was assassinated by Wen Jin with a pearl hairpin. Today, Wen Jin took off his dragon robe again. He looked like he was beyond love. He seemed to be extremely speechless for this evil girl like me. Xue Xiang almost couldn't breathe. He pointed his index finger at Wen Jin's face and yelled: "You evil girl!"
Wen Jin responded coldly: "Daddy!"
Xue Xiang almost fainted and was about to curse again. Before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by Lao Mo.
Lao Mo immediately reminded him: "Master Xiang, don't despise the dragon robe. Pay attention to your tone!"
Xue Xiangli immediately stopped, looked at the dragon robe on Wen Jin, then bent down and bowed, gently scolded: "My good daughter, you can't treat your Majesty like this, he is our lord, you must be patriotic and respect me!!" Do you understand the truth?"
Wen Jin was confused: "?"
What does this have to do with patriotism? Why is she suddenly made patriotic? She is very patriotic! She is ready to let her brother join the army!
Fu Jingheng said nothing.
Mo Gan only thought that Lord Jin was so confused and so cute.
When Lou Shucai and Xue Ning saw Xue Xiang bowing, they quickly got up and knelt down to Wen Jin, who was wearing a dragon robe.
Wen Jin was quite cautious, but when Lou and her daughter knelt down, she felt much better. The dragon robe was quite useful. No wonder so many people paid blood for the dragon robe. She only said in a deep voice: "I love you, my mother-in-law." A flat body, my beloved concubine is flat."
He actually used Fu Jingheng's tone to make everyone stand level.
Fu Jingheng ate tea quietly, as agreed, and stood aside, but his eyes never left Wen Jin, and he could not see anyone else.
Xue Ning looked at Wen Jin jealously. Was it the emperor who asked her to wear the dragon robe? Why can she wear the dragon robe?!
I am the noble concubine! I also feel that autumn is cold! Why doesn’t your Majesty put a dragon robe on me? Why!