Wen Jin didn't want to let him give it away, but she didn't want to make an exception and talk to him. After all, she hadn't spoken to him for a month and a half. She originally planned not to talk to him for the rest of her life. Although she agreed to Qing Liu, she didn't say anything.

Qingliu stared at her with resentment.

"If you don't say anything, you agree." Fu Jingheng wanted to hear her voice, so he provoked her.

Wen Jin kept her mouth shut and said nothing. She looked at the sun and saw that it was almost noon. She was anxious to go back and cook for Yu Zhen to celebrate.

Fu Jingheng saw that she was silent and saw that she was anxious. He didn't know that her younger brother was going to be the top pick in high school. She wanted to reward him with a meal for him to cook with his own hands. He deliberately asked Chitu to go slowly.

He looked at Red Rabbit's mane, pigtails and pink hair, and he couldn't understand why his war horse turned into a woman.

The red rabbit probably had the same mind as its original owner, and now it has become a snail, walking as slowly as possible. After taking two steps, it can still take three steps back. Wen Jin was dishonest and nudged the horse with his foot.

However, the more I push it, the slower it gets, and if I push it further it won't go away.

Fu Jingheng tilted his head slightly to look at her face, pretending to be puzzled, "Are you anxious to go back?"

Wen Jin heard his deep voice speaking in her ear, and his breath tickled her ears, so she turned her face away.

Then the red rabbit went back to the imperial study yard and wandered around, chasing the crane.

Lao Mo's expression was very happy, but Chitu still had the wink, so he just spent it like this until the end of time, and everything else was in vain.

Wen Jin remained silent. The resentment in Qingliu's eyes became more and more serious.

Fu Jingheng whispered in her ear: "Take you back to your room. There is a button on the belt that is loose. Take it off and sew it up."

Qingliu slowly fainted in the distance. Lao Mo pinched Qingliu and beat his chest. It took artificial respiration for Qingliu to wake up. When he woke up, he opened one eye and looked this way.

Wen Jin saw Liu Lao Mo's desperate look and finally couldn't remain silent. She said to the king, "You can take it off right now. I'll take it home and mend it."

Fu Jingheng thought that he would not get an answer from her as before, but he was surprised. He felt his ears burning, "I can't untie it here. All my subordinates are here. You finally spoke. Forty-eight days. I'll count them for you."

What’s the date?”

Wen Jin sighed, "I'm anxious to go back and cook for my brother."

"What are you going to cook for your brother?" Fu Jingheng looked at her gentle profile and her hair hanging behind her ears, "I haven't heard your voice for a month and a half. When I hear it now, I feel happy.

I jumped out. You are so generous. I will never dare to mess with you again."

"Why did you deliberately not let the horse go?" Wen Jin frowned, "I won't tell you what to cook."

"If I didn't call it a snail, I wouldn't be able to hear you. Okay, let's not talk about cooking something delicious. It won't be my share..."

Wen Jin always had a cold face and said softly, "I don't need you to send me off. I can leave by myself. Go back and don't keep people waiting."

"Human? The old man or the woman Momo?"

"Old sir."

"I thought you were jealous. I couldn't even think about it."

Wen Jin said, "I don't dare to be jealous if there are women around you. That is against the palace rules."

One sentence: "I refuse to be a concubine."

"It's almost time to talk. He also needs to smoke a pipe. He can't talk about things for a long time when he's older. If he talks too much, he won't be able to remember." Fu Jingheng coughed lightly, "If you don't ask me to see you off, we'll just spend our time here watching squirrels."

. Put aside all state affairs and ignore the war. I just spend time with women."

"Why are you blackmailing me? It's not like I asked you to put aside state affairs." Wen Jin heard his voice cracking when he coughed. It must be that his throat was extremely painful. She remembered Yu Zhen saying that he covered his mouth with a handkerchief when he coughed.

I didn’t know if she was coughing up blood, but she said, “Then you can deliver it. Please hurry up.”

"You call Fu Jingheng, and we'll leave." Fu Jingheng chuckled.

Wen Jin said, "I don't dare."

"You have to be my concubine? Are you saying I can't?"

"I, my concubine, obey your command."

"Old Mo." The emperor immediately called Lao Mo over, "Tie the horse and leave her to eat with us in the royal study. Ask her to sit in front of me to eat. I have to feed her in front of my old subordinates and take the small

Feed her slowly with a spoon."

Wen Jin saw Lao Mo seriously coming over to pull the reins to tie the horse. Qing Liu wanted to faint again, so she immediately shouted vaguely: "Fu Jingheng..."

"Yes." Hearing the sound, the emperor's heart suddenly moved. He cleared his throat, breathing a little tight, and pressed her waist against him. Then he asked Chitu to walk towards the middle palace. This time it was much faster. Just now

It's a snail, this time it's the old lady walking at a speed that's greatly improved.

Wen Jin felt that he had tied her waist tightly, and she said, "Let me go."

"Hold on tight to avoid falling."

"I'm holding on to the reins."

"No delay, double insurance." Fu Jingheng said softly, "I'm not stopping you from grabbing the reins."

Wen Jin grabbed the reins and stood up straight.

Fu Jingheng said: "Are you still angry? It's useless even if Daoqing Lake is filled in, right?"

"The truth is always cruel. I admit it."

"You...are here again."

"I know I was wrong."

"The one in the study was the granddaughter of the old man. She helped her father come up to the study. She poured tea and water for everyone present. She polished the ink because the old man wanted to write something for me." Fu Jingheng

Explain to her, "The old man said he didn't dare to work so I could polish the ink myself. It's not because I have been having a bad relationship with the imperial companion in the past few years and I need someone to polish the ink."

Wen Jin blushed, and missed the days when she would light up the emperor's red sleeves and read with her, "Who is she? What explanation should I have? What explanation should I have for the one on the left and the one on the right? She comes from a small family, and she is pregnant with Liujia.

You shouldn’t have to explain to me. The emperor’s favor and favor with the harem are the foundation of the country, and this explanation shows that I am too small-minded.”

"The belly is small, but the strength is not small." Fu Jingheng touched her belly. He had a good temper, "Just don't open your mouth. If you open your mouth, you will kill me. You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth."

Qingliu smacked his tongue, thinking that the master promised that he would try his best to talk to the emperor in a pleasant manner. This is already a try, right? Otherwise, the emperor will be squeezed to death, and Zhang Ting was relieved...

Lao Mo is quite content, as long as he can speak, why should he choose a tone? Qingliu is too young after all.

"How about I go home and sleep tonight? It's been two months since you returned to Beijing, and I haven't spent the night at home."

Fu Jingheng tightened his grip on her waist. She had packed her luggage and was about to leave the palace for Lishan. Before parting, he hoped to be reunited with her warmth for the last time. He felt that his body was getting colder recently.

"Tell Sister Zhao to take the child to a nearby room. I'll go back and stay overnight. You can complain to me all night long."

Wen Jin felt his affection, and the tips of her ears turned red. She said: "As the master of the harem, how can I compete with the younger generation for the emperor's favor? Your Majesty, just go to Qian Chan. If I don't want to meet you, it's not pleasant."

.It is better not to speak than to be unhappy."

"What do you want."

"I want to be alone. I want to sleep alone with a pillow. I want to sleep alone with three dolls." The tip of Wen Jin's nose felt a little sore, "I'm used to it."

"After that person dies, you won't have nightmares at night. Do you feel better?"

When Fu Jingheng saw that she hated him, he was not angry, but he felt sorry for her sleeping alone with her pillow. He said, "You don't have to be afraid when you sleep in the future. The woman who gave you nightmares when you were a child, the woman who made your childhood miserable,

Now that you are dead, no one will hurt you anymore, and no one will throw you away and lock you in a dark room."

Wen Jin's heart suddenly warmed up. It is true that all the misfortunes in her childhood were caused by her second wife, not her second wife. Her mother would not leave her for more than ten years, and her biological father would not question her for being a cook's bastard who took away their siblings.

If the three of them were left in the cold courtyard, she would not become Wen Guang's adopted daughter and experience all the pain.

After she recovered from a serious illness, she heard that the emperor chopped up Lao Xue's concubine and fed it to the dogs. At that time, she felt that she had not expected that the emperor would openly agree with him in such a delicate and tense court situation, even though he was in trouble.

Fu Chang was challenging her, and she thought he was trying to win the support of her father and grandfather.

She said: "You are so kind to me because my father retired and returned home, so you helped me get rid of the nightmares I had when I was a child. Do you want me to help you persuade my father to help you?"

Fu Jingheng was slightly startled, remembering that he had not personally handed Lao Xue the note that his father had retired and returned to his hometown, "How did you know that your father had retired and returned to his hometown?"

Wen Jin remembered that Fu Jingheng abandoned her on the day she returned to Beijing, which made her heartbroken and even fell into the lake and almost died. She felt cold and sad. She really hoped to return to him, but he was so cruel.

He pushed her away cold-bloodedly and gave her a fatal blow.

She was really sad and doubtful about human nature. She couldn't believe that he, whom she had been with for more than twenty years, could be such an unlucky person. "Fu Chang came to see me."

"He asked you for political support?" Fu Jingheng's eyes darkened, and his face was already unhappy. Before he died, people began to covet his women. "He usually speaks uncleanly and disrespects women.

Don't meet with him privately in the future. If I'm not here, it's easy to suffer a loss. What did he call you?"

"She called me sister-in-law and said that she would change her name to Azuma one day. She also said that sooner or later you would be kicked out of office by him."

Fu Jingheng frowned and said nothing for a long time, then became angry, "How did you reply to him?"

"I called him a pig and slapped him."

"Stay away from him in the future. If you meet a scoundrel in the future, you will rush away. Why do you beat him? Ask him to get some benefits. Just remember him and I will take care of him in the future." Fu Jingheng's face was not good, "I can't beat you with a pair of young hands."

He's beating me. He's entertaining himself. I won't step down even if I go to hell. Even if I go to hell, I'll drag him with me."

Wen Jin stopped talking, thinking that the king was quite strange, why was he so eager to be beaten? After a long time, he said slowly: "I regretted it after the beating. I was impulsive. I didn't expect that the more I beat him, the happier he would be."

"Um."

"You haven't answered me yet. Are you getting rid of the second wife so that I can help you persuade my father to return to the court and help you?" Wen Jin looked at the Moon Observation Tower far ahead.

Fu Jingheng took a deep breath, because I don't want you to be scared anymore in your dreams, and because I don't want you to call me by my name when you talk in your sleep, and because I just want to protect my wife, he finally said softly:
To be continued...