Grandma didn't say, "Let's prepare a dowry for Madam Jin! You marry her to someone else with your own hands."

"Yeah." Fu Ying took out the knots of the two of them from the bottom of his sleeve, and the black hair was wrapped around him, as if he was worried, thousands of threads.

I imprisoned her, forced her, and monopolized her, and the thoughts in my heart rushed into my mind.

Let her go, don't hurt her, bless her, and rationally suppress another restless him.

She put on a red wedding dress for the man next to her and tied her long hair, making her a little woman, Mrs. Jiang.

Fu Jingheng stepped into Cuiyu Pavilion in the middle of the afternoon, and his beauty hurriedly brought him to welcome him.

Wu Xin had served with you at various poetry gatherings before. He was quite a deserted man. He came to Cuiyu Pavilion on the night she entered the palace and asked two questions about where she was from and what she usually did. She said that her hometown was in Jiangyin and she usually liked to play shuttlecocks, but she didn't attract his attention. She never came again and didn't know what he liked women to say.

Today he suddenly came over, and Wu Xin was very nervous. He came in without saying anything. He sat on the chair and looked at her, making her furious, and did not dare to ask if he had come to settle it.

"I'll make tea for you."

"Your father was in charge of the Ministry of Revenue's household registration. Every ordinary person who asked him to do his job would collect some oil and water before he could do it. He did a bad job. I checked him, but I didn't touch your brother." Fu Jingheng pushed the tea she handed away two inches, "I can't drink it."

"What kind of tea do you like to drink? I'll make it."

"It has nothing to do with tea. It has to do with tea makers."

Wu Xin understood that he was used to drinking the tea made by someone. Is it the tea of ​​Master Jin? She knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty keeps my brother in Beijing, so that my mother can take care of her son under her knees, and I am very grateful."

"You sold a lot of things out. You paid off your brother's debts and supported your old mother. You are a filial woman." Fu Jingheng put his hands on the table, his finger joints were clearly slender and beautiful. "I know you are selling things, so I turned a blind eye and didn't make a sound. Otherwise you wouldn't be able to sell them."

Wu Xin's heart was jumping up. He knew that it was terrible, but he also had mercy on the people. He was a good emperor. "Your Majesty, it was because my father was sent to the distant border and his family was in a difficult situation. My brother couldn't make any money and his family was gone. My old mother cried and blinded, so I sold things to him."

"I remember your name is Wu Xin, and your hometown is from Jiangyin, so you can play shuttlecocks?"

"Yes." Mei Wu's face was hot, and he actually remembered it.

"Get up and talk." Fu Jingheng tapped the table with his fingers and "sit down."

Beauty Wu sat down on the chair.

Fu Jingheng intended to smile at her, and he knew that he had a good appearance.

Beauty Wu couldn't help but missed a shot. What a handsome figure, her soul seemed to be held.

Fu said, "This morning, Wen Jin and I rest in the palace. What you said about her sneaking on the shore of Daoqing Lake is wrongly accusing her."

Wu Xin's face dissipated, and she knelt on the ground with a thud, almost incontinence, and became more and more afraid of him. In the early morning, he said that he was in the imperial study room at that time, in order not to alarm the snake. She thought she had escaped, and he was scheming, "Your Majesty, please spare your life."

"Get up." Fu Jingheng said slowly: "It is said that a filial person should be kind by nature. I believe that there is a reason for things. You might as well tell me the cause and the consequences. Why did you frame Wen Jin?"

Wu Xin was so scared that her whole body was cold because Duanmu Fu was the queen of the West Palace. She was afraid that after she blurted out, the West Palace would kill her mother and brother, so she didn't dare to speak for a while.

Fu Jingheng chuckled, "Don't worry too much. If you say it, I won't make a big fuss. Think about it, is it difficult for the person behind the scenes to mess with, or is it difficult for me to mess with? Should I be with me or that person?"

"You are not easy to mess with."

"So." Fu said.

Wu Xin clenched her hands, and her psychological defense was broken. Finally, she said slowly: "Your Majesty, I am so gentle. Xigong threatened my mother and brother's life and asked me to accuse Jin Zhu'er of spoiling a dog to hurt people in your wedding. She asked her guards to kick Jin Zhu'er's puppy to death on the spot, so that Jin Zhu'er would not dare to speak out when he was suffering on the occasion. I dare not refuse to obey."

"Xigong." Fu Jingheng confirmed: "Duanmu Fu, the representative of female virtues passed down from generation to generation in Guangli, the saint? I... cannot be said to be unsurprising. She has different opinions."

"Yes." Wu Xin smoothed her chest with her hands, "I carried Jinzhu'er's puppy into Qinghu, and stuffed rat poison into the puppy's mouth. There were rat poison in each palace, so it was difficult to find out who poisoned it. Then I smelled the queen's sachet and put the puppy into Jinhua Palace. The puppy went crazy because of the poisoning, so he rushed towards the owner of the sachet, the Queen of the West Palace. The guards of the West Palace picked up their feet and kicked the puppy to death. They beat him a few times before their death. They were extremely pitiful."

After hearing this, Fu Jingheng's anger gradually rose. The woman he was named the Queen of the West Palace today was so ferocious, but this woman was pregnant with his child. However, is the child my own? She is so scheming, does even I dare to plot?

After getting the information he wanted, Fu suddenly stood up and said, "Well. Whatever the West Palace asks you to do in the future, you will continue to do it. Don't make any noise about what I have been here. You are my person."

Wu Xin couldn't shake it in fear, and fell in love because the emperor later said that you were my person. "Yes."

Fu Jingheng left Cuiyu Pavilion, Lao Mo reported, "The Queen Mo in the West Palace has prepared dinner and asked if you go there for dinner."

"Go." Fu Jingheng came to Jinhua Palace for a banquet, and his West Palace welcomed him virtuously into the door.

"Your Majesty, it's cold outside. I heard that Sister Wen was dressed thin when she left. I was very worried. I was wondering if I wanted to send some clothes to my sister." As he said that, he placed the bowls and chopsticks. "Oh, if it weren't for protecting the dragon heir in his stomach, how could the guards kick her puppy to death? I was sorry. I went to Wen Mansion to visit her and talk to her to comfort her."

"Today is your big day. Why do you mention her? It's just a dead dog." Fu Jingheng looked at Duanmu Fu's lower abdomen, "Have you moved?"

Duanmu Fu was so happy when he saw that the emperor didn't care about Wen Jin's dog at all. He nodded shyly and timidly, "Well. Touch."

Fu Jingheng put the back of his hand on it. At this time, the child did not move. He quickly took his hand away, "Why did I get pregnant that night? I can't remember it, I just remember the scene of you bleeding and falling red the next day."

Duanmu Fu immediately turned red in her cheeks, "Your Majesty is good or bad."

"What position?" Fu asked her, but did not tell her that she likes to do it with her waist from behind.

Duanmu Fu was flirted by the emperor until her whole body was hot. After a long time, she only whispered: "From the back, you... are so bad."

Fu Jingheng immediately held his face, but his heart was filled with greater suspicion. He also had a deep disgust and fleeting look in his eyes, but he was not sure whether he was really with her...

Duanmu Fu said softly: "Today is our wedding day. You might as well rest as soon as possible. Let me serve you well. You can do whatever you want."

"You are pregnant, take care of yourself. Don't hurt your body." Fu Jingheng left without stopping.

"Your Majesty, can I keep the empty room alone on the wedding night? I have my dignity and pride. If it is reported, how should others laugh at me?" Duanmu Fu tightened his palms, why could Wen Jin love Wen Jin when he was pregnant!

"It's true, don't stay alone at the empty room on your wedding night." Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "Old Mo, you will be with the West Palace tonight to relieve your boredom."

Duanmu Fu: "?"

Lao Mo: "Okay..." God accompanied Xigong to relieve his boredom and convinced me.

Duanmufu had a complicated expression. Lao Mo talked to her about the daily life of eunuchs in the East Factory, such as stretching her waist in the early morning, then sitting up, then wearing socks, wearing shoes and coats, combing her hair and washing her face, eating and picking her teeth and rinsing her mouth, etc. From morning to night, she talked randomly, and made Xigong so annoyed that she quickly let Lao Mo go and purify her.

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Fu Jingheng entered Wenfu in the evening with a little lion dog and met Jiang Huaizhou at the bottom of the corridor. They were old friends for many years and had a deep gap because they loved the same woman. They were both tired of seeing each other and maintained the etiquette of the king and the ministers. Jiang Huaizhou was suppressed to death.

Jiang Huaizhou leaned over and saluted the king, "Your Majesty."

"Where is her?" Fu Jingheng asked.

Jiang Huaizhou whispered: "I took the medicine and just went to bed. When you got married, she had a lot of psychological fluctuations."

Fu Jingheng looked into the bed from outside the small window. Wen Jin was lying on his side, leaning on the pillow sickly, frowned, and sleeping uneasyly. He pushed the door and walked in, sat by the bed, caressed her forehead, and asked Jiang Qing, "When will you plan to get married?"

Jiang Huaizhou said in a deep voice: "Wait until she can take care of her health."
Chapter completed!