"Yes, you are shouldering the great responsibility of the country. The dragon's body is particularly important. There must be no mistakes. I am a weak woman in the harem. I cannot go to the battlefield to kill the enemy for you. I can only do my best to do my best." Meng Wan said, and her knees were sore, trembling and unable to stand up. She leaned against the emperor a little "accidentally". She said softly: "Ah..."

"Be careful." Fu Jingheng held her shoulder with his hands, so she did not fall.

Meng Wan stood up and hurriedly distanced herself from the emperor and maintained her duties as a concubine in front of the ministers.

Seeing this, Wu Xin, Liu Yingfu, Meng Ren and others have calmed down for many days because of the resentment of the prince's favored the woman surnamed Wen. However, the traitor's daughter is still firmly in the central palace. Perhaps the prince is diverting her attention and protecting the woman is not targeted. Sooner or later, the prince will make a conclusion on the sixty comments after the impeachment.

Fu Jingheng took the amulet and twisted it in his fingertips. The yellow talisman and red talisman were indeed not the best talisman paper in the palace. He felt soft in his heart, and he had a special feeling for this amulet, and his heart was soft and attached. He had never felt this way with a woman other than Wen Jin. Is this amulet that made him feel differently about Meng?

He looked at Meng Wan's face, with round eyebrows, and some blessings. In a trance, he returned to his youth. Jinmei took him to bid farewell when he went to war. At that time, Jinmei sent him to say goodbye to Yiyi for twenty miles and told him to pay attention to safety. When he came back alive, he actually regarded Meng Wan as his central palace queen. He was moved and hugged Meng in his arms. He said, "Be good, wait for me to come back, take good care of myself at home, sleep on time at night, eat well, and don't catch a cold when autumn comes."

Wen Jin saw the gentleman taking Meng Wan into her arms from a distance at the corner of the palace road. She felt a fishy throat and hurriedly used a handkerchief to cover her mouth. When she took it off, there were a lot of red blood on the handkerchief.

She asked the emperor to grow up psychologically, quit himself, find a good girl to become a family, and he also listened to her words, and the courtiers gradually got closer to him, and everything was moving in a good direction, in a controllable direction. She held her heart's clothes tightly, leaned the back of her head against the wall, looked at the blue sky in the morning, and forced the salty liquid in her eyes back into her body.

It's so uncomfortable, like suffocation.

After he came to his senses, Wen Jin took a sudden breath and realized that he could not breathe just now.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten that I will accompany you to Lishan Mountain to take care of your daily life? Why did you say that I will wait for you at home?" Meng Wan said in a sweet voice, and advised the king: "Your Majesty, please let go of me. This is not the same as the courtesy in front of others."

Upon hearing this, Fu Jingheng was shocked and pushed the person away. He realized that it was not Jin Mei who came to see him, but Meng Ren's daughter. He felt very disappointed. He looked in the direction of the Central Palace. She was listening to some cheerful plays. She once sent her twenty miles away, but now she doesn't even come out to see her. Yesterday, he gave her a hundred fructose, which is useless.

Fu Jingheng let Meng go away and asked her: "Which old god was chanting scriptures in the palace Buddhist temple yesterday?"

"Master Jingkong." Meng Wan said softly.

"What sutra was recited?"

“The Sutra of Amitabha.”

"Well. It's the scriptures he often recites. He is familiar with me." Fu Jingheng replied in a low voice, "You go into the carriage. The road is bumpy and you can make a sound if you have any difficulties."

"I am not afraid of difficulties, and I will not cause trouble for you." After saying that, Meng Wan bent over to the emperor, then entered the carriage, waved to her mother in the car, and explained a few words to the mother's ear. When she left the mother's ear, she whispered: "It's still a while before departure. Go back and get a string of Buddhist beads for me. On the way, I can pray for the dead soldiers."

The woman got out of the carriage and quickly returned to the palace Buddha hall when the king was busy dispatching soldiers. When she saw Master Jingkong, she talked to the old god. She asked the old god and took the string of Buddhist beads and returned to the master's carriage. The old god frowned quite high. In short, monks do not care about civilized things and do not care about everything. Good and evil in the world are all cause and effect.

When the dispatch was completed, Fu Jingheng moved neatly on the war horse, "Everyone was energetic and went on a battle to quell the rebellion in Lishan!"

There are 50,000 or 60,000 remaining people on the Wenjian side, 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers and an insurmountable Li Mountain.

Fu Jingheng pointed out 100,000 people, and the 100,000 people saw that they were winning. In fact, he instigated Jiang Huaizhou to help him, and his chances of winning increased greatly. However, he still felt a little uneasy. He calculated every detail, but he didn't calculate it.

Wen Jin held her fair hands in the corner of the wall, and watched the soldiers wearing armor gradually follow their king out of the palace, she whispered: "Brother Heng..."

Gradually, the battle team was far away and she could not see the soldiers' team. She lifted her skirt and climbed the moon-watching tower. She climbed up the hovering stairs.

She fell, her knees hit the stairs, bleeding and penetrated her clothes.

The maid said, "Empress, empress, the knees are bleeding. Let's take a rest."

"It's okay." Wen Jin picked up his skirt and continued to climb up the stairs. She climbed to the top of the highest tower, where she could overlook the entire capital. She looked at the team where the soldiers left the city, and at the king who had mixed into the ordinary cavalry because of safety reasons. The head was Shen Zishu and his other confidants. She raised her voice slightly and called his name again, "Fu Jingheng, Fu Jingheng, Fu Jingheng..."

Fu Jingheng was about to leave the city, and seemed to hear someone calling him in the dark. Suddenly, he looked back and looked at the direction of the palace. Liquid fell on his cheeks. He raised his hand to wipe it. It turned out that it was drizzling in early autumn. The raindrops in autumn were like women's tears, making him a big man linger.

Wen Jin got down the moon-watching tower, and her maid Xiaoqi helped her. Xiaoqi said, "Empress, Empress, what are you worried about? You are the Empress, and you don't have to do rough work or worry about your livelihood. How can you be worried about it?"

Wen Jin looked at the ignorant little maid and smiled at her, "I grew up in the cold palace when I was a child. I was so happy at that time. It's not that I can't just do the hard work."

The maid doesn't understand, "How can the cold palace be happy?"

Wen Jin didn't say much. When she returned to the central palace, she saw the marks of the chariot on the ground in the courtyard. She suddenly grabbed her heart and asked the palace servant who was trimming the branches, "How about the marks of the chariot? Didn't you see the chariot?"

Without waiting for the palace maid to answer, Wen Jin broke away from Xiaoqi's hand, lifted the hem of the skirt, walked back to the corridor, and shouted: "Grandma!"

No one answered.

The queen called grandma and ran to grandma's bedroom along the corridor. Just like when she was a child, she trembled and called out, "Grandma!"

Still no one answered.

The palace maid threw down the scissors and chased her, "Master, the carriage was sent by the Empress Dowager to help the old lady's furniture and softness. The old lady refused to leave and said she would leave when you come back. The Empress Dowager said she was close to Shenfu in the capital. During the holidays, you would visit her relatives and visit her. She urged her to call her away for two or three times. The old lady was arrogant and could not stand the empress dowager's words. Then she got into the sedan chair and left. When she left, she told her to tell you not to be uncomfortable, she could see her at any time."

Wen Jin came to the door of grandma's house and stopped walking. Looking at the familiar floral curtain, she did not dare to open it for a moment. In the past, grandma would lift the curtain in the house, either squinted her eyes or talk to the mother-in-law. She lifted the curtain. The room was empty, grandma's dressing cabinet was gone, the bedding was soft and soft, and grandma's soft couch often lying on her side for lunch breaks.

Wen Jin clenched his hands, why did Xia Ranshuang absent for twenty years and drive away the grandma who has been so ruthlessly since the Hanshan Mountain came down, who is like her biological mother, why can't she even wait for her to come back to send her grandma off? She clenched her hands and asked the palace servant: "How long has the sedan chair been gone?"

"After walking for half a cup of tea, I guess I have arrived at the West Fourth Gate and should still be in the palace." The palace servant replied.

Wen Jin lifted the curtain and chased after the chariot seal.

"stop."

When he arrived in the yard, Xia Ranshuang stopped Wen Jin's way.

Wen Jin paused and looked at the elegant and luxurious empress dowager and her many maids.

"What are the queen doing?" Xia Ranshuang asked.

"I am going to send my wet nurse to my husband and my adoptive mother." Wen Jin looked into Xia Ranshuang's eyes with no humility and arrogance. There were also many servants behind her, and the number of people was not inferior.
Chapter completed!