"Don't worry, Madam. This old slave asked the man in black to do it. He covered his head and face and didn't register his name. He just gave that loser a thousand taels of silver and asked him to sleep with a beauty. That loser didn't even know about the man in black.
Who is it! No matter how you interrogate that good-for-nothing named Song, you can’t find anything."
As she spoke, Nanny Wen lay down next to Xue Ning's ear and said, "Mother, did you see it? Little bitch Wen was wearing maroon clothes and walking with Yu Jia just now. She looked like a newlywed couple, just like the one who got married today.
She is the same as Yujia! How shameless! The old slave guesses that she will seduce Yujia tonight, so isn't this the wedding between her and Yujia? That's okay! Today is a good day for you!"
"Huh. Little bitch Wen doesn't take me seriously. It seems that I need to give her a show of strength! Let her know who is the most important person in your heart! Since my mother and I can
If she drives out of the Xue Mansion, I will have a way to make you drive her out of the palace!" After saying that, he raised his fingers towards Aunt Wen and said, "Come here!"
When the mother-in-law came closer, she handed the jade pendant that her grandmother had given her to her, and said, "Take advantage of the night when no one is around and throw this jade pendant into the dragon's bed on the other side of the wall. Let's go there early tomorrow morning."
It's time to take charge of the government early. You come with me to the Dragon Palace to visit grandma's illness, and then pretend to reminisce about old times with Wen Jin, that little bitch sister, and go to the garden, and catch the thief on the way! But someone stole my jade pendant! It must be Wen who is short of money.
Stolen!"
Aunt Wen nodded, "Yes, empress, leave this matter to me!"
Xue Ning returned to her new house angrily and lay on the bed, feeling extremely lonely. All she could see in her heart and eyes was the king's body.
For a moment, I couldn't hold back my surging spring heart, so I bit my finger and called your Lord's name with blurred eyes, "Jingheng... Jingheng, um..."
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After getting off the dragon chariot, Wen Jin followed Fu Jingheng and stepped into the courtyard of the dragon's sleeping chamber. The courtyard was brightly lit, and the palace people were waiting cautiously in the corridor.
On the imperial steps, Xiao Lan was waiting there leaning on the palace pillars. From a distance, she saw the imperial driver taking Lord Jin back. As she ran towards the inner hall, she shouted: "Old lady, I'm back, I'm back.
Your Majesty has brought Lord Jin back alive."
Wen Jin was walking behind Fu Jingheng with a small baggage on her back, walking not too far away but with her head lowered. Suddenly, there was a bang and she hit a "hard wall".
"Well..." Wen Jin rubbed the tip of her nose that was hurt by the impact, staggered back two steps, looked up, and realized that it was Fu Jingheng who had stopped at some point, and he was staring at her displeased.
.
Wen Jin sighed dejectedly. The man became really heartless and irritable after his change of heart. She hadn't seen him smile for a long time. He was always angry with her, "I'm sorry. I bumped into your back. If you
If you get angry, you can knock him back."
She turned around and turned her back to him, but he didn't move for a long time. She didn't care if he didn't bump back. She had tried her best.
Fu Jingheng didn't say anything, but reached out to take the baggage from Wenjin's shoulder and put it in his hand. Wenjin turned around in surprise and felt her palms getting cold. It was he who lowered his hand and held her palm.
The wound on Wen Jin's palm that was worn when he knocked her to the ground with Xiufeng in the morning hurt from his touch, and she couldn't help but shrink her hand back.
"This is for grandma to see. It's getting late, and grandma is too old to stay up late. You and I should act like we did when we were in love before, so that she can rest assured."
Fu Jingheng lowered his eyes and glanced at Wenjin's brows.
"Yes." Wen Jin responded softly and stopped retracting her hand. The painful wound caused a thin layer of sweat to break out on her forehead. It turned out to be a show to make grandma happy, but he
The tenderness between her brows still made her nose sore.
Fu Jingheng moved his hand up a little, and then held her wrist. Wen Jin's pain subsided slightly and he breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed her forward with a little force. She fell into his arms and suddenly pulled her in.
The distance made her breath suffocate. It was cool in the autumn night, but his arms were quite warm. She was half-embraced by him in a daze, and followed him into the inner hall.
Grandma was sitting on the big chair. When she saw her brother and Jin Yatou coming back holding hands, and her brother thoughtfully helping Jin Yatou carry her baggage, she smiled and said, "Jin Yatou is back. She didn't eat when she left early in the morning.
It's almost dawn at night, so I've prepared some hot food for my brother and Jin Yatou to eat together."
Wen Jin walked quickly to Grandma, rubbed her shoulders and said, "Grandma has always been in good health and was fine during the day. Why did she suddenly become ill? Did you ask the imperial doctor to take a look? What did the imperial doctor say?"
"
Grandma coughed lightly and said, "I'm getting old and can't live without people around me. As soon as you left today, I suddenly felt sad and sad. I thought of my old father who passed away and was so sick that I fell like a mountain. Now I see
You're back, I feel a lot better, don't leave again."
Wen Jin said nothing and looked at Fu Jingheng.
"Grandma, don't worry." Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "Girl Jin won't leave in the future. If she wants to leave, I won't let her go!"
Wen Jin let out a breath, and she understood that he was putting on a show for grandma, and Yu Jia must have been planning on telling her to get out early.
"Come over for dinner, you must be starving." Fu Jingheng sat at the dining table and spoke to Wen Jin in a gentle voice, as gentle as before.
"Yeah." Wen Jin's eyes were hot, and she walked to the dining table and sat down. There were steamed sea bass and thinly sliced elbows on the table. Grandma prepared all her favorite dishes, but she had no appetite because of her pregnancy.
Well, when I saw the meaty dishes that I usually like, I had no appetite at all, and I felt quite nauseous.
Fu Jingheng frowned at her and held dishes for her.
Wen Jin understood that he was dissatisfied with her delay in eating, so she picked up her chopsticks and ate a lot of fatty pork elbows and steamed fish as usual, feeling uncomfortable in her stomach.
"I just love to see you two doing well." Grandma nodded repeatedly, waved her hand, and ordered: "Xiaolan, bring the medicine box. Girl Jin's hand is injured, wrap it up."
"Yes, old lady." Xiaolan came over with a medicine box and placed it on the table, "Master Jin, I will bind up your wounds."
Wen Jin nodded, "Okay."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to Xiaolan.
Xiaolan prepared potions and gauze, and was just about to wrap up Lord Jin's wounds when she heard Yu Jia's warm voice: "Let me do it."
Wen Jin's shoulders trembled.
"Yes." Xiaolan quickly stepped aside and winked at the old lady.
Grandma raised the corners of her mouth, loving and affectionate, how wonderful.
Fu Jingheng pulled Wen Jin's hand over and wrapped Wen Jin's little hand in his cold palm. He then took some medicine from the medicine box, dipped the medicine in gauze, and wiped her wound gently while wiping it.
Blowing air.
Wen Jin's wound was stung by the medicine, and she frowned, but she gritted her teeth and refused to make a sound. Maybe she didn't want to break his tenderness at this time, and she couldn't remember how long it had been since he had shown tenderness to her.
She still hopes that they can return to the harmonious days they had before.
Fu Jingheng's voice softened, "If I don't send you to slaves today, I'm afraid your knees will become useless if you kneel outside Yilan Hall all night. Now I need military power and get closer to the Xue family. I
In front of grandma, I will show you my fault."
Wen Jin's eyes sore, "I...I don't blame you."
Although she knew clearly that he was putting on a show for her grandma, Wen Jin couldn't help but feel sad in her heart. She really felt that he still cared about her and really felt sorry for her.