After hearing this, Wen Jin's mind went blank and she didn't know where she was. She looked at Judge Zhang with a blank expression, then looked up at the child's father, Fu Jingheng, then lowered her head and saw that she still had obvious fetal movements early in the morning. Now,
A slumped and quiet belly.
Wen Jin didn't cry or make a fuss. He was as quiet as suffocation.
My mother said, Jin, live well.
Live.
After about a lifetime, Wen Jin softly said to Zhang Yuan: "You misdiagnosed, quack doctor. My baby just fell asleep when she was tired from playing and didn't want to move. She will not be disabled or die young.
I advise you to be virtuous."
Fu Jingheng's heart was torn to pieces. He was quiet for a long time and asked Judge Zhang: "How is her physical condition?"
"The uterus has been injured. If the fetus cannot be saved, I'm afraid...it will be difficult to get pregnant again." Zhang Yuan said, "The most urgent thing is to take the miscarriage medicine as soon as possible! Otherwise, both adults and children will be in danger!"
"Go and cook the medicine." Fu Jingheng ordered, "Quickly. If anything happens to you, please protect me first!"
"Yes!" Magistrate Zhang hurriedly went to boil the fetal medicine and brought it over, "Your Majesty, the medicine is here."
Fu Jingheng picked up the medicine bowl and said softly to Wen Jin: "Be good, take the medicine and don't delay."
"Is this an abortion pill? You hate disabled babies, right?" Wen Jin raised her eyes and asked confusedly, "He misdiagnosed. Don't believe him. We need to change the doctor."
"It's anti-fetal medicine." Fu Jingheng said to her.
"Can the baby be saved?" Wen Jin asked him hopefully, "The baby is motionless. If she drinks anti-fetal medicine, will the baby kick me in the belly?"
"It can save life." Fu Jingheng handed the medicine to her lips and said with red eyes: "Drink it. I am the emperor, and I will not allow him to die!"
Wen Jin drank the medicine obediently, and it took a while to stop the heavy bleeding. Her face was as white as paper, and she was covered with sweat. She said pitifully: "Baby, she is completely motionless. We need to change to a better doctor. His medicine
does not work!"
"Zhang Yuanpan is the head of Taiyuan Hospital. I believe he will get well. Give it some time." Fu Jingheng was heartbroken after hearing this. He ordered Zhang Yuanpan: "Go and prepare tonics to keep Jin Yatou healthy."
Judge Zhang then withdrew.
Fu Jingheng took clean clothes and helped Wen Jin change out of the bloody clothes. The underwear was full of blood, and the child almost shed it.
This is Fu Changlin, his eldest son and daughter who he has always refused to recognize.
He trusted the Military Aircraft Department and the Military Affairs Office, but he only wronged the woman next to him.
He didn't have the courage to take out the silver bracelet. Jin wouldn't accept it. He took the blood-stained clothes out of the door and handed them to the servants. As soon as he went out, he burst into tears and couldn't help himself for a long time.
Zhang Yuan finished boiling the medicine and brought it in, then left again.
Fu Jingheng came back, picked up the medicine bowl, filled a spoonful of it, and fed Wen Jin the medicine.
Wen Jin turned her face away and refused to cooperate.
"Is it okay to take medicine and take care of your body? I will find the best doctor in the world to treat you. The baby will be healthy." Fu Jingheng saw Wen Jin hugging his knees, placing his cheeks on his knees, and his long hair hanging on his shoulders.
, the ceramic doll is no longer angry at all.
Fu Jingheng said softly: "My dear, can you take medicine?"
Wen Jin still didn't speak.
"I'm going to leave the court today and accompany you to see Zhang Yuan to check your pulse. We'll bypass Daoqing Lake and cross Yanque Terrace. We'll walk there slowly. I'm not busy anymore and have a lot of time to accompany you, okay?"
"Jin, you are right. Changlin's eyes look like mine, his mouth looks like yours, his nose looks like mine, and his chin looks like yours. Our child is very good-looking."
"I really regret that I missed his four-month fetal movement. It must be very interesting like a small fish blowing bubbles, right? Now I will touch your belly and feel the fetal movement. He will know how to punch. I will make it up to you, okay?
."
"I will carefully read the difference between the letter you wrote and the letter you wrote. Give me half a year to bloodbath the enemy's nest to avenge the suffering you and your children have suffered today."
"I will accompany you to investigate your mother's case. I will accompany you to the shop to sell breakfast. I remember that the name of your shop is Jinli Hotel. I will accompany you to send your younger brothers and sisters to school. There is a tailor shop on the road and we will buy small clothes for the dolls."
"I won't let you continue to struggle alone in the future. You can't keep it in your heart and say nothing. Baby, please pay attention to me and talk to me about the baby. Please...
....”
Fu Jingheng gently hugged Wen Jin's body and prayed to her carefully.
Wen Jin slowly raised his head and looked into the depths of Fu Jingheng's eyes. At this moment, he actually lost his previous aloofness. The cold and noble man actually looked helpless.
Wen Jin stared at him expressionlessly. In her mind, she still remembered that he did not recognize Chang Lin. She did not dare to give Chang Lin the royal surname and Fu. She said slowly:
"Jiang Changlin...he is about to die."
Fu Jingheng felt as if he had been stabbed in the chest, kissed her forehead and said: "Fu Changlin. He is Fu Changlin. I have found out the records in the guest room. It was me who disobeyed the emperor's grandmother and bullied you in the mourning hall on her memorial day."
"Jiang Changlin, Wen Changlin, Ling Changlin." Wen Jin said numbly, "The bastard...he is going to die. He must not want to be my baby anymore. Because he doesn't want to suffer like me."
Dad’s neglect. So he’s leaving to be someone else’s baby.”
"God is punishing me." Fu Jingheng hugged Wen Jin tightly in his arms guiltily, "He is my eldest son! He is not a bastard! From now on, I will restrain my temper and stop throwing tea cups at you.
When I grow up, I will take care of you and not let you suffer anymore, okay?"
At this moment, Master Meng from the Ministry of Etiquette outside said: "Your Majesty, the engagement banquet between you and Duanmu has been prepared. Duanmu's Imperial Master and the Saint have already attended, waiting for you to attend!"
Engagement party.
Wen Jin suddenly broke down and cried loudly. She grabbed the medicine bowl and smashed it on the ground. She was no longer as gentle and well-behaved as usual. All her aggression was aroused at this time. She smashed all the antique vases where she was sleeping.
She dropped the vase on Fu Jingheng, hurting him.
"When Chang Lin comes, you go boating with Xue Ning. Chang Lin will die on the day of your engagement! You are the most heartless father in the world!"
She accused him, knowing that if he hadn't arrived in time to save her, she would have died at the hands of the assassin, but she couldn't help but blame him.
She hated the fifth day of November.
Fu Jingheng hugged Wen Jin, who was out of control in anger, and said sternly to the etiquette department outside the door: "Turn away the engagement party! Get out!"
When Lord Meng of the Ministry of Rites heard this, he was frightened to death by the emperor's rage. All the nobles of Duanmu's family arrived, and the emperor's relatives also attended. There were hundreds of nobles and dozens of banquets. The imperial master had just saved the life of the emperor.
In the hearts of the people of Huainan, your Majesty actually turned down the engagement banquet just for the sake of Lord Jin's son, thus refuting the honor of the Imperial Master. If the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother knew about it, how could they explain it to each other?
Master Meng still wanted to speak, but he was pulled into a corner by Lao Mo and Qingliu and started a group fight. Lao Mo scolded you crazily: "I taught you to say that entertainment is for business purposes, why can't you remember it?"
Mr. Meng:...It is difficult to be an official who tells the truth.
Wen Jin struggled violently in Fu Jingheng's arms. Her past lustful embrace made her feel cold to the bone.
She resisted his touch from the bottom of her heart, and was afraid that he would leave to get engaged to someone else. She was conflicted. She thought...she needed to start a new life and forget about him.
But Fu Jingheng hugged her tightly, kissed her ear, and said softly to her: "I won't leave, I won't go anywhere, I will stay with you, stay with you. No matter what the political situation in the court, today I am
Your husband is Changlin’s father. Mother, you have to believe that as his father, if you and your child have an accident, my heartache will be no less than yours."
The word "husband" made Wen Jin gradually quiet down. She was exhausted. She was held in the man's arms like a doll. He kissed her lips, her forehead, and her eyes. She did not feel any sense of security, but became more and more worried.
I was in despair, his kisses were as ruthless as they were gentle. He was the husband of many women. He had many wives.
"Jin, we have always known that there are too many enemies on the road. Please let me continue to fulfill my promise. I will protect you for the rest of my life. Okay?"
Wen Jin understood that he had arranged for someone to protect her, and that the accident that caused her miscarriage was not his intention. The person behind the scenes made a strict arrangement and covered his eyes with his hands. In addition, she did write a letter to Lao Wen, and the man who was being
The erased bedtime records, the fact that she didn't fall in love, and the embrace with Jiang Qing in the lake, all confused his judgment.
She also knew that even though the matter was unclear, he had no murderous intention towards her. Even though all the evidence pointed to her being a trickster, he still protected her. Even though he suspected that she was not his heir, he still wanted to protect her.
I am also willing to be a stepfather.
But she almost lost her child. She blamed herself for not recognizing that the man was not Jiang Huaizhou at the first moment. She also blamed Fu Zeng for refusing to recognize Chang Lin, but now that he recognized Chang Lin, Chang Lin was already close to death.
She was bruised and bruised because of this relationship. If she also lost her child, what else would she have?
All her rationality was replaced by emotion. And he became the punching bag for her to vent her bad emotions.
"Fu..." After calming down, Wen Jin called him softly.
"Um."
"You should hide the miscarriage from grandma." Wen Jin looked at the old hen soup that grandma had stewed for her, knowing that grandma had great expectations for the child. If the old man knew that the child was gone, he would feel uncomfortable, "If
I really can’t keep it. If I find the right opportunity to tell my grandma, it’s a misjudgment. She’s not pregnant. Don’t make grandma feel uncomfortable too.”
"You still think about others in adversity. What did I do to you..." Fu Jingheng nodded, and he tried to ask Wen Jin: "You...blame me?"
"I was deceived by the bad guys and failed to protect my baby. I will avenge Chang Lin. I will personally pierce the sword into the heart of the person behind the scenes." Wen Jin said and left Fu Jingheng's arms,
"I... don't blame you, and I don't want to see you again."
"Can I kiss my belly and listen to the baby's voice?" Fu Jingheng whispered, feeling a soft itch in his heart.
"I don't want you to listen to the baby's voice." Wen Jin rejected him, "You said that my baby makes you psychologically uncomfortable. I don't want you to participate!"
"I..." Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin's helpless look, blaming himself to death. He wanted to hug her and comfort her, but he planned to touch Wen Jin's shoulder, but she resisted him so much that she shivered, so he put his hand
He shrank back. She...hated him.
"If you don't want to see me, I will go out and never appear in front of you again."
"Can you let me go?"
"I... will never let you out of my sight again. Even if you hate me, I will never let you go."
"I'm going crazy."
"This side of Daoqing Lake is all yours. They will not disturb you when they are staying at the palace on that side of Daoqing Lake. I will accompany you and grandma to live here. From now on, you will not encounter danger. Be obedient, if
As always...be obedient."
With that said, Fu Jingheng lowered his body and humbly picked up the broken pieces of the tea bowl that Wen Jin had smashed on the ground. The broken pieces cut his finger and caused blood.
"I'm old and can't afford it anymore." Wen Jin didn't say anything anymore. He almost lost Chang Lin. His restoration of innocence did not bring her any status. He still cherished his feathers and did not accept her as the daughter of a political enemy.
A small promise. There are all his famous concubines on the other side of Daoqing Lake. Who is she who is about to have a miscarriage here?
He is as rational as he is ruthless. He will not fail to know that she has always wanted status. He will not affect his future just because of a stain on his political career. She cannot afford to reach higher...
She didn't want to continue to hope for a safe place next to him, to be a bed slave with no name, no status, being guarded, and being tainted by a hidden political enemy. The child's life and death were unknown, and he might die young after giving birth. Her heart was dead.
Lao Mo immediately said: "Long live the Lord, let's pick it up."
"Let me do it." Fu Jingheng interrupted Lao Mo and continued to pick up the tea bowl and the pieces of the antique vase that were smashed by Wen Jin.
Wen Jin looked away indifferently, "Chang Lin's near death helped you find out the clues about the big crocodile behind the scenes. You are one step closer to securing the throne. Are you a little happy, my lord?"
"Presumptuous!" Fu Jingheng was angry.
The servant girl knelt on the ground.
Wen Jin trembled because she offended Long Wei.
"Sister, I'm not happy. That's my child too. I changed your bloody clothes with my own hands. I was so nervous that my hands were shaking!" Fu Jingheng's eyes turned red. Seeing that she was afraid of Long Wei, his voice softened.
Wen Jin deliberately hurt him, "I don't believe it."
"Hmm. Okay. It's up to you. I deliberately put you in danger to attract predators. I am a beast who only has imperial power in my heart. I don't care whether you and your child live or die. If you die, women will line up to give birth to my child. This answer
Are you satisfied?"
Fu Jingheng felt the backlash from the child's mother, and was questioned about how helpless he was. After cleaning up the mess in the house, he gently touched Wen Jin's head, with a lonely look and a bitter voice.
"Get some rest. Take good care of your health first. No one in the world would have the guts to accept Fu Jingheng's children. I will be watching over you outside."