"I won't let it go." Wen Jin tightened his hand again and buried his cheek in his chest.

"Wen Jin!" Fu Jingheng came to his waist and wanted to spread her hand away from his waist.

"Don't let it go." Wen Jin was a bit tricky.

"You... don't force me to move. When I'm angry, I don't know what I can do." Fu Jingheng looked down at her as if she was acting like a fool.

"You move hard, it's better to beat me to death. Let's break up with one beat."

"I have so many women. Are I afraid that you will part with one beat? Do you think I can't bear to hit you!" Fu Jingheng said, then swung his fist.

Wen Jin closed his eyes suddenly and his heart reached his throat.

With a bang.

His fist brushed through her ears and landed on the wall behind her for the second time. His joints were bleeding, and he avoided her face with the few remaining reason.

Wen Jin's heart was beating wildly, and fear was overwhelming her. She closed her eyes tightly, but she still did not let go of his waist. The expected fist did not fall on her face. She opened her eyes and trembled violently due to the pain. Her heart suddenly became soft. In his anger, she only hurt himself and not her. She mistakenly thought that he still loved her.

"I haven't gone to chase Jiang Huaizhou just now. I went to the carriage to get a thin blanket. I stayed in a hotel outside. You don't want to touch the mattress outside. I thought about laying my own blanket, and you can also take a rest. Today you have been tired of running for the people's livelihood for a day. I want you to have a better rest..." Wen Jin's voice was gentle, and his hand gently patted and caressed him on his back, trying to calm down his anger and irritable mood. "I was angry just now, and I choked you with words. Don't be angry, I won't choke you with words in the future. I will not let you work hard on state affairs again, and I am upset by me. Fu, I was wrong..."

Her tone returned to her former gentleness and concession.

Fu Jingheng's tense body gradually relaxed a little, "Are you going to get a thin blanket for me?"

"Yes." Wen Jin raised the thin blanket in his arms, so that he could see that it was indeed the blanket that was always in his carriage.

Fu Jingheng slowly put his hand on her shoulder, and his voice gradually calmed down, "Wen, I am very angry. I need to calm my anger. I have been angry for several months! I want to hurt you! I want you to feel uncomfortable and you want you to suffer."

"How can I do you to relieve the fire? Tell me." Wen Jin leaned his cheek against his chest and listened to his calm heartbeat, "Brother Heng, I am very helpless today. The insider Ahu ran away, Kang Ruili ignored me, my mother's case progress was almost zero, I feel unfilial. I also encountered an assassin. I don't know who wants to kill me, you scold me as a bastard who no one wants, I am so tired. Can you not continue to humiliate me today? Can you... hug me... you need comfort, right?"

"Promise me to consider something," Fu Jingheng couldn't say what he was doing. Perhaps as she said, he was helpless tonight. 20,000 refugees were displaced, and the thief Wen wanted to kill the people. Wen was pregnant with Jiang Huaizhou and showed up later than Jiang Huaizhou to rescue her. He was very dissatisfied, "Tonight, I will no longer make things difficult for you... I will hug you as you want..."

As he said that, he gently strangled Wen Jin's neck, causing her to raise her cheek, and looked at him in the dim kerosene lamp and candlelight.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Jin asked fragilely. His arms were always her harbor, and she hoped to be wrapped in her arms by him.

"It can calm my anger a little."

"What's the matter?"

"I will return to the palace tomorrow and let me play with your body as I want to do until I get rid of the child in your belly." Fu Jingheng's cold eyes were bloodthirsty, and his thin lips fell on her lips with a hint of coldness, and his tone was not to be disobedient.

"Brother Heng..." The cold rose from the soles of his feet, and Wen Jin's voice trembled. But she would not continue to argue with him about the child's affairs tonight. It would be too late to talk about him when he feels better.

"Um."

"I'm afraid of you..."

"Promise me and think about it carefully." Fu Jingheng stroked her ears with his nose, "It won't be a problem. I will let the imperial physician treat you in time. Only when this wild species is shed will I calm down..."

Wen Jin's ears were slightly itchy. Her fragility tonight made her choose to lie to him and compromise with him. Tonight she longed for his comfort and embrace. She had been neglected by him for more than three months. "Well... I... will consider it."

"Be good, I will go back to accompany you tomorrow night." As he said that, Fu Jingheng shackled her in his arms on the night of autumn rain, bent down and kissed her.

Wen Jin reached his chest and responded to him slightly on tiptoe. He held his hand on her back hips, picked up the person and sat her at the table. The kiss gradually deepened. His breathing amplified in the night, and her clothes loosened at his fingertips.

Since he said he wanted her to consider tomorrow night's crazy move, and because his subordinates lived in the guest room next door, with several ears pressing against the wall and listening to the movements, he just tossed her lips on her neck and collarbone, and did not take a step further.

The kiss ended in her old waist disease and she could not bear his weight. She gasped quickly, pressed her waist and turned her head away, not saying that the back pain was so as not to say that she was deliberately seeking credit, but just frowned and her lips lost blood.

Fu Jingheng had a blurred look in his cold eyes, and there was still a faint fragrance of honey from her mouth. He did not continue to invade, but whispered to her: "Stop."

Wen Jin nodded, then spread the thin blanket on the inn bed, and the two of them sleep with their clothes.

He lay there coldly.

Wen Jin closed his eyes, stretched his heart, put his arms on him, and hugged him in his arms as a pillow.

I didn't know what humiliating words he would say, but after a long time I didn't hear him speak. Instead, my shoulders warmed up. He hugged her a little, and then heard him sighing faintly above her head.

Wen Jin quickly looked up and looked.

But Fu Jingheng happened to raise his sleeve and put out the candlelight with the wind in his sleeve. The room suddenly fell into darkness. Wen Jin didn't have time to capture the sadness in his eyes.

A slow sleepiness came, and Wen Jin closed his eyes as he listened to his calm heartbeat.

I dreamed that my mother was naked and lying on the bed with the chef. My father stabbed her to the body and died with her eyes closed. The dream was very chaotic. Brother Heng was obviously caring about her at that time, but Brother Heng pointed at the door and scolded her as a wild breeder who no one wanted.

Wen Jin slept very uneasy, and her old waist injury caused her torture and curl up into a ball with her body on her side.

"Mom... don't leave Jin'er behind... No one likes Jin'er..."

"Brother Heng... Jin'er is not a wild breed, Jin'er has a mother... Listen to Jin'er's explanation..."

Wen Jin's voice is like a mosquito, with some crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes.

In a trance, someone gently patted her back, and a palm sent warm true energy into her waist to relieve the pain. A gentle voice in his ear said: "Jin'er is not a beast that no one wants, I am. I... I'm just blinded by jealousy... I should do what I should do to you... I can't bear to leave..."

Fu Jingheng no longer concealed his heartache in the night, and his cold eyes were replaced by pity.

Did she even play the show for me in her dreams?

The autumn wind and night rain sounded even more. There was nothing to say all night.

In the next room, Shen Zishu, Hua Nan, Lao Mo and Qingliu were all together. Hua Nan was just a captain. He was used to making jokes among men, but he didn't think it was anything.

Later, Lao Mo saw a restaurant in Huainan opposite him through the window, so he wanted to have a meal, so the two made an appointment to go.

There were still books and Hua Nan and the others chatted with each other. One was the head-in-chief and the other was the admiral who maintained the public security of the water and land. There were not many languages ​​in common.

Shen Zishu coughed gently, "You go to bed. I still have something to do."

Hua Nan slept with her, and saw Shen Zishu pressing her ear against the wall at the end of her eyes. Hearing the wall between the Jun Shang and Jin Zhuer next door, she hurriedly said in surprise: "You can't do it, you can't do it. You are going to be beheaded!"

"You know this and I know it. If you tell me it, you will leak the secret. I was beheaded and I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" Shen Zishu didn't care.

Hua Nan walked over and put her ear on the wall, "Let's listen together. If we have a handle on each other, we won't just tell us about it."

Shen Zishu was stunned, "..."

What she said seemed to make some sense.
Chapter completed!