As he said that, Nangong Jue continued to walk into the bedroom, and came to the door, stretched out his hand to push the thick wooden door open, making a creaking sound in the quiet night, with a long historical precipitation. This VIP Pavilion has been around for some time. He stood by the door and said to Wen Jin: "Come in."

Wen Jin stood outside the door and looked inside. The incense burner was burning a completely different incense from Fu Jingheng. It smelled of sandalwood and seemed like musk. She stepped in one foot and saw Nangong Jue's big bed. Even though she had two tears in her eyes because of her strong self-esteem, she felt that each person had no need to be pretentious, so she was so strong that she did not let the tears roll.

After entering the room, she sat in the chair without saying anything, put her hands on her knees and sat in a proper manner.

Nangong Jue sensed Wen Jin's nervousness and fear of him. He tried not to scare her. He squatted down and looked straight into her eyes, and said, "Go and take a shower? After washing, I will only come out. It's late, I'll take a break soon."

As he said that, he handed Wen Jin a pure white bath towel.

Wen Jin took the bath towel with her fair hands, "Where is the bathroom?"

Nangong Jue pointed behind her, "Over there, go and wash first. If you have any questions, call me. Don't worry, you won't go in suddenly."

Wen Jin took a bath towel and entered the bathroom. She sat in the bathroom chair for a long time, then took off her clothes and washed herself in the bathtub. Then she wrapped her body in a wide bath towel and sat by the wall. She didn't go out. She didn't know whether it was cold or scared, but she shivered violently.

She didn't want to go out, but she had to go out. Nangong Jue was waiting for her to fulfill her promise. She bit a corner of the bath towel and cried until she lost her voice. It turned out that she was just happy because of Fu Jingheng's touch, and she was not happy when others were approaching her.

"Jin'er, are you okay?" Nangong Jue asked softly.

"It's okay. It's coming." Wen Jin used a bath towel to reveal her cheeks. She stood in the house and looked at Nangong Jue with caution, like a frightened little stray cat.

Seeing that she was pure and charming in a bath towel, Nangong Jue took a step forward.

Wen Jin immediately walked quickly by the wall, not talking or resisting, but just stared at him with caution.

Nangong Jue strode over, held his hand on her shoulder, and said to her warmly: "Do you know how tempting you are to beware of people?"

Wen Jin suddenly closed his eyes and fell into a situation where he closed himself and could not breathe.

At this moment, with a bang, the door was kicked open from the outside, making a loud noise, and in the quiet night, the beams of the old house in the VIP Pavilion fell into ashes.

Nangong Jue and Wen Jin were disturbed and looked at the door. They saw King Guangli standing by the door with scarlet eyes as if he was about to kill someone and drink blood.

"What wind blows Brother Fu?" Nangong asked with a smile, loosening Wen Jin's shoulders.

Wen Jin's heart was terrified. She thought she would never see the great tyrant Fu Jingheng again in this life. She didn't expect that the great tyrant would come. There was a gentle light in his eyes, as if she was extremely pitying her and no longer blamed her for not loving herself.

Fu Jingheng stepped on the dragon boots into the inner room, his eyes fell on Wen Jin's thin body with only a bath towel, and said in a deep voice: "Daying Dog, when she hopes to be loved by a man, she will not be wary of you. She will provoke you and stimulate you! At the moment, it is obvious that she does not want to be loved by you, she is enduring you."

Nangong Jue snorted coldly, "I voluntarily and I have both voluntarily. You come extra. Her ex."

Hearing the sound, Wen Jin turned his eyes away. She was afraid of seeing the contempt in Fu Jingheng's eyes, and was worried that he would say that she didn't love herself, and Fu always locked her with deep eyes.

Wen Jin's eyes felt sore and he choked and said, "Fu... don't look at me anymore. He is ashamed."

Fu Jingheng stretched out his hand to Wen Jin and "Come here."

Wen Jin's eyes were a little awkward, and the two tears that had been strong and unwilling to fall rolled down. She ran to Fu Jingheng barefoot, then turned around and looked at Nangong again with caution. She also committed herself to him because she had failed to fulfill her promise with Nangong Jue, and did not dare to look at Nangong.

She was afraid, so she crept into Fu Jingheng's arms, and the familiar breath made her feel at ease.

The matter has passed, Fu Jingheng has resolved the crisis and obtained military assistance. Wen Jin buried his little face in Fu Jingheng's arms, and did not go to see Nangong Jue, and unilaterally broke the contract.

Nangong Jue smiled quite disappointedly and sat on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea. This was not the immortal jumping to the Yin that King Fu and his wife arranged together. It was interesting. He wanted to get Wen Jin even more. There were not many women who dared to play with him, so he remembered it immediately.

Seeing that Wen Jin was only wrapped in a bath towel, Fu Jingheng was almost angry and felt extremely distressed. He quickly took off the dragon robe and put it on her, blocking her feet, and asked her, "Did he go in when taking a shower?"

"without."

"What did he say?"

"He said he would just come out with a towel after washing. He said he would take a break early."

"Where did he touch?" Fu Jingheng's hands were trembling with anger.

Wen Jin raised her head and looked at Fu Jingheng's angry face. Her tears fell down. She bit her lips as if she was greatly wronged, "Shoulder. Through the bath towel."

"Did you kiss?"

"without."

"Did you say dirty words?"

"He said I was so tempting when I was wary of people." Wen Jin's eyes were no longer shining, "I didn't force me. I voluntarily."

"Scareless?" Fu Jingheng also pulled her hair in a ball, holding her hair with his hands.

"Yeah." Wen Jin's throat also trembled, "I'm scared. I'm so scared..."

"Tear all the door pairs she posted with. I will take you and grandma, and four kilograms, and the family of four will stick with door pairs and flowers. Don't feel uncomfortable. Be good."

Wen Jin nodded, not mentioning that he was worried about his adoptive father, nor did he mention that he was worried about Xiao Jiang who was waiting for her to the eighth day of the lunar month in Yangzhou. She cherished the hard-won warmth with Fu Jingheng, and was greedy for the feeling of being protected by him. He did not scold her for not loving herself, nor did he rape her, and she gradually felt relieved.

Seeing Wen Jin trembling, obviously tired and fearful, Fu Jingheng asked Nangong, "What's going on? It's a man, just say it."

Nangong Jue saw that he was put on by a little girl, and he was a typical donkey to be killed. The key is that now it seems that he bullied her.

In fact, he was also a victim. He felt really uncomfortable. He was interrupted during the incident. Fu Jingheng was so annoyed that he said:

"Brother Fu, in order to get your brother to help you, the little girl betrayed her adopted father, left her fiancé, and let her go to Yangzhou for the New Year alone. She came bravely to accompany me to drink candy water and go to the garden. She protected your face, afraid that you would not accept it because of your health, so she acted at the lantern banquet, making you think that she flattered me and failed. She would rather everyone scold her than save your face. I am jealous of you!"

Fu Jingheng lowered his head and stared at Wen Jin. His heart was sore and sore, "Tonight you will tell me clearly. Don't you hate me? What's the point of doing this? For my sake, I don't want to be honest. I have left my self-esteem and self-love that you care about the most. Su Wenjin, you plan to never see me again in your life after tonight, right?"

"Yeah." Wen Jin pinched his hands, "He said to go to Mobei to raise a little foal for me. I will leave four pounds for you. You will scold me for abandoning my husband and children, so I am irresponsible."

"Idiot! Fool!" Fu Jingheng hugged her very tightly.

Wen Jin said with red eyes: "What should I do now? I... agreed to him. But..."

As he said that, he looked at Nangong with caution and buried it in Fu Jingheng's chest: "You go..."

"I'm not a coward, I can't know you're here. I'll close the door and pretend I don't know. I can't laugh when the celebration banquet is held." Fu Jingheng calmed down, "You should have let me die of drunkenness in the cold palace, or be chopped by Lao Wen."

Wen Jin whispered, "You want to quit drinking. When you frown and worry, I will be confused."

Fu Jingheng asked her, "Xiao Jiang is waiting for you in Yangzhou?"

Wen Jin nodded, "Yes."

Fu Jingheng asked, "Can you not go to Yangzhou?"

Wen Jin's ears were red, "I promised to go, he waited until the eighth day of the Chinese New Year."

Fu Jingheng also asked, "Can you not go?"

Wen Jin whispered: "I promised to go..."

Fu Yong's hand on her shoulder tightened, "I won't let you go. Go home with me for the New Year."

Wen Jin's shoulders froze suddenly, and his heart was pounding, "What should I do here? I want to leave. Sijin is hungry."

Fu said, "Changlin is hungry."

Wen Jin said stubbornly, "Four jin."

"I'll deal with it here." Fu Jingheng felt very distressed and patted her shoulder comfortably, "Go and put on your clothes."

Wen Jin gained a sense of security and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nangong Jue sighed, how could he think she was harmless? She was very clear-headed and knew what she was looking for. She left without any delay afterwards. The women in the Central Plains were indeed more thoughtful than those in Mobei, and a lot of interest rose in her eyes.

Wen Jin went to the bathroom to put on her clothes and put them all one by one, as if she had put her dignity back. Because Fu Jingheng was there, she was no longer afraid. She remembered that she was almost with Nangong, so she became scared.

Fu Jingheng clenched Nangong Jue's collar as soon as Wen Jin entered the bathroom, clenched Nangong's collar, and punched Nangong's mouth. He said, "It's so relieved. You've been disgusting for a day. Brother, I want to greet you when you see you wearing pink."

Nangong Jue did not expect that King Guangli would call him quickly and ruthlessly, so he raised his hand and wanted to return it.

Fu Jingheng grabbed his wrist and stopped him, throwing his hand away, "You still need to light the fire, don't add salt to stew the sea bass tofu? It's boring."

"Fuck. I'll take aphrodisiacs for you!" Nangong Jue went to look in the mirror and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Fu, wait, one day you kneel down and beg me."

"I kneel down to my wife and not my love rival." Fu Jingheng looked at Nangong Jue, "I'll take away the person. I'll send you a princess to put out the fire later. But Wen Jin is alone for your brother, you can't eat it!"

Nangong Jue shrugged, "You can take the man away. I will return the military talisman to me. I will pick up Lao Wen and return to Beijing."

"He has left the capital. You can't take it back at this step. I have taken your troops and you are passive." Fu Jingheng said with a tight grace.

"I never get tired of deceit. I regret it, what do you do to me?" Nangong Jue doesn't care.

"If you don't mess with him, you'll be able to deal with it." Fu Jingheng heard the threat in Nangong's words and understood that he was not going to let him go, so he pursed his lips and chuckled, "Is it a fire in your doorstep? Qin Huaisu beat you to respond everywhere? Our sister was scared and had a high fever and convulsion. I wonder if it's better now."
Chapter completed!