It's the beginning of autumn.

The breeze is gentle.

Perhaps Wen Jin's eyes have cried a lot in recent years, and when the lighter wind blows, it feels sour.

Will you be sad because you hear the three words "silent wood"?

She will.

Abhorrent of gloomy wood.

No one likes to buy a coffin for his husband.

I was angry when I heard it.

Ah Mi is buried in the cold and gloomy grave by cold and gloomy wood.

She didn't want anyone around her to leave her, especially the king who had been with her for twenty-one years.

Why did the Queen Mother and Grandma say this to her Brother Heng? Why did she put Brother Heng’s name in one sentence with the gloomy wood?

He is only twenty-eight years old and very young.

Perhaps the context is humorous, but Wen Jin cannot appreciate the witty beauty. If it were the husband of the Princess of Nanfan, she could smile. But this gloomy wood is associated with her own man, even if it is the funny master, it will not be ridiculous.

Palpitations and palpitations in the heart.

Could it be that after losing Ada, Changyun, Changning, and Ami?

Brother Heng is also...is he almost dead?

Wen Jin also put his face on the queen mother and grandma.

If Wen Jin doesn't buy it, he won't give anyone's face.

At this moment, the queen mother and grandma knew that they had messed up. Even the palace servants lowered their heads and knelt all over the ground.

I also noticed that the sharp eyes were coming from behind the ancient banyan tree, and it turned out that he was there too.

This time, more than one little guy got into trouble. He was troubled by a pair of uneasy guys. The children have had their own ideas since childhood.

After Empress Dowager Xia finished talking to the emperor's wet nurse, Wen Jin was quiet, looking at the empress dowager with wet eyes, and then at the old lady Liu Rusu.

Finally, Wen Jin turned his gaze to the emperor behind the ancient banyan tree that several people hugged each other. She asked: "What does the mother and grandma mean? What are the gloomy trees in autumn? I curse you to die young? You cherish your life so much, aren't you angry?"

"I am not a student of your Imperial College. Who are you scolding?"

Wen Jin said, "I'm asking."

The emperor said, "I am more than you. I just don't want you to show you a squint. There is nothing bad about gloomy wood. Golden nanmu is fine. Just two kinds of wood. You can also mention the funeral clothes. I am more than you. I am fussy. Oh, you know why I repair the emperor's grandmother's golden nanmu."

Wen Jin's ears became hot, and he remembered how Changlin was pregnant. He stared at him with red eyes, "Your face is particularly hateful, do you know?"

"It's not the first day of disgust." He said, "You started to look disgusting on the night of fifteen, so you didn't call me my name if you dreamed at night. Jing Heng has been climbing up to Xiao Su Taifu for many years."

Wen Jin tightened his hands tightly.

Lao Mo and Qianchan said a few times [Your Majesty is about to...]

Qingliu said [I will try my best to have sex for a while, let’s talk to the Lord in front of the palace]

So everyone is in the situation, but she is the only one who has returned from Mobei? She is angry and depressed.

Fu Jingheng walked out from behind the shade of the tree, and looked at Empress Dowager Xia and Grandma coldly. The two elders' faces moved.

"I don't know you are." said the Queen Mother, "If you know, you will only say it after you leave."

"Well. There is no difference. I have never had any sense of existence."

He responded lazily, but it made people feel sorry for him inexplicably.

But it seemed that others were sadder than him. He himself did not feel sorry for him. He avoided their like this. As expected, three women played together. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had all the adoptive mothers. Fortunately, the three sisters did not come. Otherwise, he would be so sad that he would be in the dust.

He doesn't need sympathy. Just treat it as a healthy person. He doesn't feel that he is poisoned and will have to be a slut. He is still as usual, just a little bit cold.

Empress Dowager Xia said, "Ai family thinks that she has the right to know. You think what you think is not necessarily what she hopes. Ai family sees you and your husband for a month and a half without saying anything, and Ai family can't stand it anymore. Grandma also hopes you are well."

"What’s wrong with you?"

Wen Jin handed the Red Rabbit to Zhao Jie'er, then stood there, lifting his jaw and staring at him stubbornly, waiting for Fu Jingheng's answer.

He kept silently holding her.

Wen Jin asked, changing his honorific words, "What's wrong with you?"

He still didn't say anything.

Wen Jin asked, "What's wrong with you, Master?"

Fu Jingheng stared at her for a moment and said softly: "I am not very good. Recently, state affairs are tiring and internal friction are serious. As soon as you leave the palace, I will order the feudal battle. Don't be too troublesome. Just pack it and go. It's not over."

As he said that, he rubbed her hair gently, and felt that his hands were cold through his hair, so he was unwilling to explain everything in detail.

"Arranging people to send you to Lishan at night to secretly leave the palace and go to Lishan. Stay with your brother to reunite, pack up all the things you want, and pull over a carriage. Let's talk about it for less than a month. It will be almost half a month. I can't say it. Zishu will pick you up when he is back. It will be safe to come back."

"Zi Shuhui?" Wen Jin pointed to the point. She was sensitive.

"Um."

"You can't let go of Qianchan? Are you not going to be in love with you soon? Why don't you pick it up?"

"Busy."

"Did you die then?" Wen Jin said, "Half a month? Oh, it won't be on August 15th, and it won't be on Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Fu Jingheng pursed his lips, "I am more and more bold. I will return the gold medal to avoid death, and I will chop you up."

"You are not in good health anymore. I wonder if I don't look good today. I am the last person who knows that your health is not in good health anymore and needs to discuss Yin Mu and Jin Si Nan." Wen Jin asked, "Isn't you need to serve the sick?"

"Not that. Fu Chang's enemies don't know. You don't need you for the sick. You are just minor illnesses and disasters. You women only take Zhang Ting's nonsense seriously. They are all waiting to do their funeral. The harem cannot come, it is smoky and smoky. The front hall... there is no quiet place. I have to go to a quiet place."

“Where is the quiet place?”

"You're enough in the study room. The underworld, okay? There's no need to hold it in my arms."

"It turns out that I am the same as my enemy. I understand. I will pack up my things and go to Lishan to take refuge." Wen Jin smiled, "You killer Qiandao think you are great, right? You don't tell your first wife because you don't know what you did. You hate me so much that you don't even tell me when you're about to die."

"Mr. Gongsun Quan is still waiting for me in the study."

Fu Jingheng sighed softly, he couldn't stay anymore, and he would take her back to the room if he stayed there.

"I can't say a little more. Meeting is just a quarrel. The beauty of the world is so good that she will be decisive when she gets into the relationship. She completely broke up today. It's still comfortable to talk to the old man who smokes the pipe."

As he said that, he walked away. Wen Jin pulled his sleeve and said, "I will complain about you all night when I go home. You just said that you want to live home. If you say that on the Chinese Valentine's Day, you are cold and I will warm you up. Will you be fine when you go home?"

"I just begged to go home for the night and not to return. Now I will not be able to go back. Go back and get scolded?" Fu Jingheng's eyes moved, his throat was a little sandy. What she said made him struggle very much. "I'm afraid I can't help it... I hurt you. Your student in the Imperial College is probably scolded by you."
Chapter completed!