Wen Jin's neck skin was touched by his lips, and she was suddenly and violently trembling with intimacy, "Let me go! I am not your heart and liver, your flesh, I am not your life. Your queen is your heart and liver, she is your life!"

"She is a benefit, not a fate."

"What you said yourself is that she is the most important, Xue Ning is the second. Even if all my family members die, even if I die, you will look at her! I don't need you to be by my side but think of me in my heart, and fuck me for me! I feel disgusted!" Wen Jin's voice was soft, but every word had strength.

"Silence." Fu Jingheng comforted her spine and said three words that scared Wen Jin, "Be good."

"I miss you so much that you chose me when my grandmother was critically ill. I miss you so much that you didn't marry her when Ada died. I miss you so much that you sentenced Zhang Yuan to me to save Changyun and Changning. I don't want to listen to you anymore. It doesn't sound nice at all." Wen Jin covered his ears.

"I asked someone to stare at her, and she would not have the chance to commit suicide in the future! We will not face the same problem in the future! I will see no one in the harem without any need. I will leave Xue Ning tomorrow, and Wu Xin I will also tell her to get out."

Wen Jin was unmoved, "Xue Ning will pull Lou Zhengye down for you, Wu Xin's father was cured by you and has been dismissed. You have divorced one or two and you have used it. You still have so many more! But I only have one grandma! She has died and no future! I don't want you to accompany me to attend the funeral of other relatives, because I won't lose anyone anymore!"

"You said, what do you want, what do you want me to do! I promise you! I will take you to my grandma's hometown in a few days, but we are only two of us, together from morning to night. We will not be angry anymore and not quarreling." Fu's voice became more and more low-key, "I know it's difficult, but I don't even have an observation period..."

"I want my Ada, my Changyun Changning, my Ah Mi! And the little brother I saved in the cold palace."

Wen Jin looked at the familiar but strange man in front of him. He clearly divided love from imperial power. He could love her to almost humbleness, and could be extremely heartless. She was confused.

"Jin..."

"I want you not to bother me anymore, I want you to let me go, don't disturb my life! King, Jin'er dares not..."

"I live with you on Yong'an Street!" Fu Jingheng's breathing was also frowning, " Raise a baby with you. You won't let you notice the existence of other women. We have come to the forefront and we have another daughter. I participated in the whole process... From her first fetal movement to her birth, from her one year old to her marriage, I participated, okay..."

Wen Jin said, "What a pity, I can no longer bear the child!"

They were all quiet.

Wen Jin pulled her lips with her little face pale. She was really tired of being his mistress in the golden cage and waiting for his favor while she was waiting for his government affairs.

Wen Jin was so stiff that his whole body was tightened by him. His teeth were biting gently on her neck. He had no sense of boundaries at all and still regarded her as his belonging. He thought she was just getting angry, and he just needed to coax her.

Wen Jin felt suffocated, afraid of returning to the days when she was kept in the boudoir and had no hope. She did not get lost in his arms. She suddenly broke free from his arms and quickly returned to her boudoir. She tied the door from the inside and leaned against the back of the door, and her eyes turned red.

Fu Jingheng's body was also soaked by the rain. He just hugged her for a while and smelled some body fragrance. The summer clothes were thin, and her soft flesh rubbed against his arms. He had lost his calmness. He knew that he shouldn't have passed away at the moment when her grandmother passed away, but he really missed her. He would not be like this with the women in the harem, only she made him unable to control himself.

He stroked the door panel of her boudoir outside the door, and she leaned behind the door. He heard her crying inside the door, and he said, "Are you afraid of thunder? Open the door, I'll go in and accompany you, don't do anything else..."

Wen Jin said, "I'm not afraid of darkness or thunder alone."

"I know you are wronged. I told you to suffer. How could I think that the sixty-four imperial physicians could not save my grandmother."

"Don't say anything else. What did you say? If my family dies, you will be full of your wife first. If I die, you will be full of your wife first. How heartless you are. My grandma is really dead. Now, I am so afraid that when I am about to die, you will turn around and leave." Wen Jin was particularly sad, "But my grandma dies, and I don't blame you. She is dead. It's just that your words will be imprinted in my heart for the rest of my life."

"I also want to see Grandma for the last time! I'm sad if I haven't seen the old man for the last time!" Fu Jingheng put his forehead against the door panel, "Didn't you mention me before leaving?"

"No. You haven't visited her for too long. She no longer remembers you." Wen Jin said softly.

Fu Jingheng hadn't spoken for a long time, only the sound of rain and thunder. The leaves of peach trees outside Wenjin's door were beaten by the rain. Fu Jingheng passed by for a long time and said, "Is it okay to open the door? Let me accompany you."

"I don't think it's necessary." Wen Jin wiped his eyes with his sleeve, "I have nothing to talk to you. When I gave you the stars that day, I had already returned the edict of the concubine to you. It's not convenient for men and women to teach and receive the same room, especially my grandma has not yet been buried! It's even more inconvenient."

"Open the door! Hurry..." Fu Jingheng's voice was not high, but he was more urgent. "Give me some thin faces, don't let everyone know I beg it over and over again."

"I'm going to rest." Wen Jin said, then left the door panel, walked into the room, unbuttoned the wet clothes on his body, and replaced it.

There was no sound outside for a long time. Maybe Fu Jingheng felt it was boring, so he left.

While putting his dry underwear on his body, Wen Jin wiped his wet hair with a bath towel, sat by the table, flipping through the Sanskrit book that had been translated to most of the Sanskrit books. At this time, he suddenly heard Baoyin outside with a sleepy voice and said, "Sister, my mother asked me to bring you a word."

Wen Jin heard his sister's voice and walked over to open the door latch and opened the door. Seeing Baoyin rubbing his eyes outside, Wen Jin said, "Why are you not sleeping yet? It's so late, didn't you coax you to sleep? Did the thunder wake you up?"

"Yeah." Baoyin nodded.

Wen Jin just stepped out of the threshold and asked again: "What did my mother tell you to say?"

Baoyin hasn't spoken yet.

A figure flashed, and Wen Jin's waist was pinned by someone coming from the slant. Then she was forced into the room. The man closed the door casually and pressed her behind the door. He held Wen Jin's cheek and eagerly lowered his head and kissed Wen Jin's lips.

Wen Jin was frightened by the sudden kiss. She forgot to struggle for a moment until a slightly cool breath in her mouth invaded her. Fu Jingheng's breath completely surrounded her. She was rubbed in his arms and kissed her.

When Wen Jin realized it was time, he raised his hand and pushed it. His hand flew over Fu Jingheng's cheek and his nails also scratched his face.

Fu Jingheng was slightly stunned, and left her with a tight breath. He touched his face. When he saw the blood, he whispered: "Don't scratch his face, it's not good to go to court tomorrow. You can scratch your body."

Wen Jin pointed to the outsider and said, "You go out."
Chapter completed!