Xue Ning saw that her Majesty only asked questions in a descriptive manner and did not come to pull her away at all. She also had no intention of removing the slave from her title of imperial concubine. She was a little unsure and could not cut off her wrist. After two strokes, she came out.
There were two red marks, but there was no trace of blood.
There was no wave in Fu Jingheng's eyes.
Xue Ning burst into tears and gestured to her wrist with the dagger, "I'll let you die!"
"I'll help you."
Fu Jingheng suddenly stood up, took the dagger from Xue Ning's hand, and quickly cut off the artery in her wrist, causing blood to splash everywhere.
"Ah! It hurts..."
Xue Ning was so frightened that she changed color, fell to the ground with a thump, and looked at the cold and heartless man in front of her in disbelief.
Fu Jingheng dropped the dagger on the ground, took the handkerchief from Lao Mo's hand, wiped the blood on his hand, and twitched his thin lips slightly.
"Even if she is a slave, it is not your turn to bully her. Whether I praise her or belittle her, it is a grudge between me and her, and you cannot tolerate it. I have never neglected her because of you. It is my own and my own.
She has created a problem! Be smarter in the future and don’t let me catch you doing disgusting things. You let your mother beat her family. I’ll note it down!”
Who does the slave the Lord refers to, Wen Jin?
What does it mean to write it down! Are you settling the accounts in the future?
Xue Ning swallowed in fear and did not dare to say a word. Is Junshang using his maid to praise Wenjin to vent his anger? She really couldn't understand Junshang.
Fu Jingheng smiled gently at Xue Ning, took Wen Jin's hairpin out of her bun, and put it back into his sleeve.
"Don't seek life and death against me in the future. You can't control which woman I want to sit in which position. What I can give you is the Yilan Palace and let you be the master of the first palace. If you are more calm, I will still give it to you.
The emperor's favorite will also accompany you to the lake, go to the gardens, and give you satin jewelry, okay?"
The blood on Xue Ning's wrist kept gushing out. She pressed the wound with a handkerchief and nodded.
She felt deeply afraid of the cold-tempered man in front of her. Did he have feelings? Did he accompany her to the lake just to maintain power and stability? She didn't even dare to covet him anymore.
But he seems to treat Wen Jin a little differently. Would he cut Wen Jin's wrist?
"Your Majesty, I was wrong. I will be at ease in the future. No matter who you promote, I will never cause trouble again."
"My dear concubine, smile."
Xue Ning endured the pain in her wrist and smiled with him.
"Don't do stupid things in the future. I will be worried about you. Lao Mo, Xue Ning committed suicide and asked the imperial doctor to bandage her wounds. I also told her father that I saved the person, but I may not be able to save her again if she commits suicide next time."
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"Yes." Mo Gan responded. He had to warn Xue Xiang. Xue Ning was so shameless. He thought he was Lord Jin. He had many years of relationship foundation and could reverse the dragon scales.
"Thank you... Thank you for your love, Your Majesty." Xue Ning was so frightened that she almost suffocated.
Fu Jingheng looked at Xue Ning's rebellious look. She didn't even have the courage to resist, and he quickly felt bored.
Wen Jin's eyes appeared in front of him, although he was weak, but he became extra strong in order to protect his loved ones, and the pride beneath him was submissive but not yielding.
Also, she was so scared that she was trembling under him, but while wiping her tears with a small handkerchief, she yelled curses at him and died on the dragon bed.
His yearning for Wen Jin became even stronger.
A few months ago, more than 200 letters written by Jiang Wenjin of the Military Aircraft Department to Wen Guang were handed to him. He was indeed so angry that he wanted to kill Wen Jin immediately and use the most despicable means to retaliate against Wen Jin, causing her pain or even destroying her.
But now, he hesitated. He didn't want to let himself be so entangled because of women. Isn't it just physical desire?
The sound of the watch started, the palace door was unlocked, and the moonlight shone on Daoqing Lake.
Fu Jingheng walked out of Yilan Hall and came to the base of the mottled city wall. He touched the graffiti on the wall that he and Wen Jin had made when they were young. The young Wen Jin smiled innocently on the graffiti.
He put his cheek against the graffiti on her cheek, lowered his eyes, and looked at her tenderly at the graffiti, and the long eyelashes left two rows of shadows on his eyelids.
"Jin, I didn't know they abused your brothers and sisters...or that they destroyed your mother's memorial tablet. Although I am despicable, I am not that despicable. You won't go home tonight, right..."
Mo Gan said softly: "Your Majesty, Liu Yingfu and Zi Shu have transported millions of kilograms of grain from the flower fields and Qingxi granaries to Huainan. The Royal Forest Army has been guarding the grain relief day and night. The process has been smooth and no accidents have occurred! The people have received relief! The rain has been good recently, and with a good harvest in a few months, this disaster will surely be over."
When Fu Jingheng heard the sound, he immediately felt relieved, "That's great. Has Zi Shu returned to the capital?"
"I'm back. I'm drinking sugar water at grandma's place."
"Okay, let's have a celebration banquet, prepare drinks and beauties, and reward Zishu and Liu Yingfu. They have done a great job." Fu Jingheng ordered, "They deserve a lot of credit for completing the task so smoothly this time!"
"Yes." Mo Gan said, seeing that the expression on your face was quite relaxed, and taking advantage of your good mood, he tried to say again: "Your Majesty, please see this time, you sent someone to keep an eye on Lord Jin'er during the whole process. , Lord Jin’er did not send a letter to the thief. Could it be that the previous letter was also a misunderstanding? Do you want to ask Lord Jin’er the truth? In the past few months, I’m sure you have wrongly blamed her. She is really unjust. , we all felt pitiful for her when we looked at her."
Fu Jingheng also felt a little relieved, "Maybe I blamed her wrongly..."
At the celebration banquet, Fu Jingheng and the ministers exchanged glasses for each other. Several singers accompanying him were flattering and licking him. He was fed up with it. Suddenly, Wen Jin's words about being forced by him under humiliation rang in his ears. He said: Good person, please love me, please. I want you to love me every night...
The autumn night was very cold, but the veins on his forehead loomed due to restlessness. He rewarded the singer next to him for Liu Yingfu to play with. He sat on the dragon's chair in the cold place, and suddenly felt lonely. He recalled digging wild vegetables in Leng Gong and Jin when he was a child. , it was the day of the snowball fight. In the winter, her nose was red from the cold, and it hurt when he hit her with a snowball. She didn't blame him for her red eyes, he just said it was fine.
In the past, they were in the same place every day, with daily necessities of food, rice, oil and salt, which was quite dull. Now, she is thinking of running away, and she has a life plan that has nothing to do with him. Her life seems to be well planned without him. He That primitive desire to conquer was aroused.
While Liu Yingfu and the singer were joking, he said to your Majesty: "Your Majesty, please do not take it lightly. Although Wen Jin was not caught leaking the secret this time, it does not mean that she did not leak the secret! In my opinion, I will kill her when she gives birth to a dragon heir. Push out Xuanwumen, cut in half at the entrance of Wenfu, and set it on fire to give Wenguang a good look! This way..."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Zishu poured a glass of good wine into Liu Yingfu's mouth, blocking the last part of his sentence: "Drink more at the celebration banquet, great hero! Are the two or three women around you not enough for you? Why are you staring at your lady every day?"
Only then did Liu Yingfu stop talking.
Fu Jingheng returned to the dragon dormitory after being deeply drunk. Dragon Boots kicked open the door and walked into the dormitory. He called in a low voice: "Jin, I want tea..."
What answered him was the silence in the room.
There was also the pink curtain that he didn't like before, but now he feels nostalgic for it.
However, there was no gentle words from Wen Jin who came over to help him and advised him not to drink too much, drinking would hurt his stomach.
Fu Jingheng let Mo Gan help him to the edge of the dragon bed. Seeing that there was no candle light in the room, he sat quietly on the edge of the bed, leaning his forehead and not knowing what he was thinking.
Mo Gan said, "Let's go and light the lanterns."
"Old Mo, don't light the lamp."
Mo Gan was startled, "But it's dark inside."
Fu Jingheng chuckled and said, "When I lit the lamp, I saw that she was no longer at home."
"Your Majesty, do you miss Lord Jin?"
"No...there is no shortage of women."
"Why are you so frustrated, Your Majesty?"
"Old Mo, has the key to the palace gate been released yet? You can go and have a look."
Mo Gan went to the palace gate to take a look, and saw that the key to the palace door had been unlocked. He came back and said, "The key to the palace gate has been unlocked. Lord Jin may be here, but he can't get in. It can't be that he doesn't want to come back."
"Um."
Mo Gan suggested, "Sir, how about our family accompany you to Huangmen Street to relax."
"I won't go."
Mo Gan added: "Why don't you let Qingliu accompany you to spar all night?"
Qingliu trembled, "Don't do it... Forgive me... If you are dissatisfied with your desires, can you still live?"
Fu Jingheng whispered: "No need."
Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief, grateful!
Grandma came over with a cane, "Brother, I heard that the two little ones Yuzhen Baoyin were beaten blue. I and Zishu took Zhang Yuanxian to have a look at the injury. Are you going?"
Fu Jingheng said in a low voice: "Grandma, I know you have good intentions. Don't force me. Let me think about it alone and be quiet. Go ahead and spend more time with her these days to have some fun."
Grandma didn't force her away, she was really anxious, so she took her book and went to see the injury. She said a lot of good things to Fu in front of Wen Jin, saying that he was too busy to come to see her, and finally added that he was busy with political affairs. It’s not a busy woman, it’s getting darker and darker as it’s drawn.
In the dead of night, Fu Jingheng looked through Wen Jin's handwritten letter to Wen Guang, not knowing what he was thinking.
Did she... betray me for some reason?
I have never mistrusted anyone. Is this the first time in my life that I have mistrusted someone?
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When the steward of the Jingsi Room passed the Imperial Garden with a booklet of the Emperor's lucky concubines, he met Empress Dowager Lou.
Empress Dowager Lou and the steward went into the pavilion and talked for a while, and asked what they were doing with the book. The steward said the emperor wanted to read it, so Empress Dowager Lou talked to him for a long time, rewarded him with a gold brick, and Let people go.