"Actually, on the tenth anniversary of the Imperial Grandmother, you were really unhappy because Lord Jin and Jiang Huaizhou went to celebrate Wen Guang's birthday. You drank too much at night and asked the people in the Jingsi Room to remove Lord Jin from Wen Guang's birthday party.
He was rolled up and taken to the mourning hall of the imperial grandmother. Under the mourning throne of the imperial grandmother, he showed the emperor's favor and doted on Lord Jin." Old Mo said softly, "Master Jin did not lie. You lose the challenge written by Lord Jin.
Already."
"I'm so confused! I actually... called her unborn child a bastard many times." Fu Jingheng had already lost his calmness in his heart. He pressed his hand on Wen Jin's letters divided into two categories. For so many days, he didn't spend any time
As time went by and he carefully looked at the differences between the two types of letters, he felt increasingly entangled in guilt.
Old Mo coughed slightly and then said: "The Military Aircraft Department checked by the way. On the day of Lao Wen's birthday, Lord Jin and Hua Nan attended the banquet at the same table. She had no interaction with Jiang Huaizhou that day. Then, except for that month,
When Lord Jin went out to celebrate Wen Guang's birthday, he accompanied his grandma to fast in the ancestral hall and never left the palace. In other words, Lord Jin's belly is your dragon seed, no doubt."
"Old Mo! I'm...confused! I was blinded by the illusion. I'm afraid I've wronged the mother and son!" Fu Jingheng remembered that day when Wen Jin begged him to let her go with Zhang Yuan to check his pulse, and also begged him
After feeling the baby's movements and begging him to talk to her about the baby, his heart began to ache.
Shen Zishu congratulated: "Brother, congratulations, you have the eldest son of the emperor! You are even more lucky to be the eldest princess!"
Fu Jingheng suddenly sweated on both hands and on his forehead. He could hardly suppress the ecstasy and guilt in his heart. He said in a deep voice: "Old Mo, go ask where Jin Yatou is at this time."
Where is she? I want to see her. Immediately!"
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty, we will send someone to look for him immediately!" Lao Mo immediately ordered someone to find Wenjin's whereabouts.
Fu Jingheng sat on the dragon chair and opened the drawer. In the drawer lay a pair of silver bracelets for babies. He had already prepared them. He had prepared them the night Wenjin told Chang Lin that she was pregnant with him.
He had always had a grudge in his heart and did not hand it over to Wen Jin. He put the silver bracelet into his sleeve, and then said to Zi Shu: "The Empress Dowager Lou has changed the bedtime records of the Jingshi Room. Zi Shu, do you think she is not only worried about Wen Jin?"
Apart from endangering Xue Ning's status, is there any other purpose behind being favored?"
Shen Zishu frowned and said, "His eldest son, Fu Chang, was granted the title of king by you a few years ago in Nanfan, the border area. He was alienated by you and became nothing more than a hollow figure. His mother, the Empress Dowager, was about to leave Hanshan. The most she wanted to do was to support Xue Ning.
To consolidate her own position in the palace. There must be no other purpose."
"I don't think so. What if Fu Chang is not dead yet and still wants to return to the capital? What if the person who used Wen Jin to leak the secret is Fu Chang's person?"
Shen Zishu was suddenly startled, "Brother, do you mean that Fu Chang still wants to usurp the throne?"
"I thought if that was the case, it would make sense. Old Wen thought Wen Jin was sending him a letter, and I also thought Wen Jin was leaking secrets. I fought with Wen's thieves. Whoever died, Fu Chang and Empress Dowager Lou would just sit back and take it.
The fisherman's profit." Fu Jingheng was suspicious by nature, so he expressed his doubts, "If this is the case, Wen Jin's leak of the secret letter is exposed, what will you do if you imitate Wen Jin's handwriting?"
Shen Zishu immediately said: "First of all, I don't do it carefully."
Fu Jingheng nodded, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a suspicious person."
Shen Zishu wiped his cold sweat, is it...really? Brother, I am innocent, brother, please don't coax your brother to play, so he said to Gong Jin: "If, I mean if, if, if, if, if, if, if, if, if, if, if, if, if, I am careful. .”
Lao Mozheng walked in and said immediately: "Our family is not a meticulous one!"
Shen Zishu smiled slightly and lowered his expression, "Old Mo, if you were a craftsman and Wen Jin leaked the secret letter, what would you do if you were a craftsman who imitated Wen Jin's handwriting?"
Lao Mo was really too much, so he immediately said: "If I am writing in detail, then I will definitely disappear and no longer write letters to literary thieves. Lord Jin has been exposed, why should I write leaking letters? This is not writing one letter at a time." Are you seeking death?"
Lao Mo said, and said to the king with a strong desire for survival: "But our family is really not a craftsman. Zi Shu, why don't you assume that you are a craftsman."
Shen and Mo were both very cautious, walking on thin ice. There was a mole near you, and everyone was in danger.
Fu Jingheng nodded, "If I work carefully, I mean if."
Shen Zishu: "..."
Lao Mo: "..."
Your Majesty, you must be careful now. No matter who is a craftsman, your Majesty cannot be a craftsman. There is no reason to betray yourself.
"I will silence Wen Jin and then disappear. To prevent Wen Jin from talking too much and causing me to track down the person behind the scenes." Fu Jingheng said, then stood up and said solemnly: "Have you found her person?"
Lao Mo said anxiously: "The spies said that Lord Jin and Jiang Huaizhou entered the tree-lined road behind the theater on Huangmen Street and went for a walk."
Fu Jingheng contemplated.
At this time, grandma broke into the imperial study room with a cane and said, "Brother, Jin Yatou hasn't been home for more than ten days. I thought I was staying with you, but today I'm playing cards with a few Baolins. I heard You kicked her out? Are you going to leave the house? What kind of evil are you going to do? I'll see if you force her to remarry, then you will be happy!"
Saying this, he took a cane and wanted to hit the emperor.
Old Mo Zishu quickly stood in front of the old lady and kept saying that he couldn't do it.
"Grandma!" Fu Jingheng suddenly pressed the old lady's shoulders, catching the old lady off guard. He said in a deep voice: "You are going to be a grandma!"
Grandma originally wanted to teach Jun Shang a lesson, but when she heard that she was going to be a grandma, she almost lost her breath with excitement, "Girl Jin is pregnant? Come on, go get her back and raise the baby! What are you doing here? ?Xiaolan, kill the old hen and make chicken soup, no, I will stew it with my own hands. This child cannot make any mistakes. If there is anything wrong with this child, I will not live anymore!"
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Wen Jin followed Jiang Huaizhou around the theater, walked for a long time, and entered the tree-lined road where his grandmother often walked. Jiang Huaizhou's footsteps did not stop. He did not wait for her attentively and slowly on weekdays. He walked very fast today. .
Wen Jin struggled to follow her, and her stomach hurt as she was being pulled, "Brother Huaizhou, we have been walking for a long time, where is my grandma?"
"On the narrow path over there." Jiang Huaizhou pointed to the depths of the forest, "It's just through the woods."
"Yeah." Wen Jin responded and followed Jiang Huaizhou deeper into the forest.
In winter, the trees have withered leaves and fallen leaves, and there are dry leaves on the ground. The leaves rustle when you step on them, making the woods even more secluded.
As she walked, Wen Jin felt a sense of psychological discomfort. She saw a green tattoo under the collar on the back of Jiang Huaizhou's neck. She suddenly thought that she and Jiang Huaizhou had known each other since they were young, and Brother Jiang did not have a tattoo. As she was accustomed to, she slowed down her pace, feeling uneasy in her heart. She didn't know what was wrong, but her instinct was already calling the police and not allowing her to follow Jiang Huaizhou deeper into the woods.
She respected her intuition and chose to turn back when she realized the danger. Without saying a word, she turned on her toes and ran as fast as she could out of the woods.