Fu Jingheng originally pulled out his bow and arrow, but the arrow was stretched between his fingers and wanted to shoot arrows in the direction of the white-haired fox.

In the drizzle, he saw Su Wenjin who had been preparing for marriage this month. He had been preparing for her dowry for a month. He was almost unable to pretend to be over. He couldn't help but ask her to go home to accompany him. He had been alone in the empty room for another month. He was most afraid of loneliness.

She never bowed her head, and the living arrangements of opening five restaurants a month were very fulfilling. She was left alone for a month and was ignored.

That day she said she wanted him to accompany her for abortion, which was simply autistic!

Her white clothes were covered with mud, as helpless as the little fox in her arms, as if every time he saw her, she was so pitiful. She also looked in his direction. She wanted to speak but stopped. She seemed to have encountered insurmountable difficulties at a turning point in her life and could not make a choice.

Fu Jingheng placed the bow and arrow beside him and drove the horse to Wen Jin, "Did you fall? Dirty."

"Well, the grass is so slippery. I fell when I entered the hunting ground." Wen Jin nodded, took a half step towards him, and took a step back half a step. It's really hard to say that I want to come back to you.

"Did it hurt?" Fu asked again.

"Well. It didn't hurt at first. As soon as you ask, you feel wronged. It's amazing. If you ask again, you will cry." After Wen Jin finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and said sadly: "It hurts a little when your knees are broken."

"Put the medicine later. What's wrong? I'm in a bad mood. I'm quarreling with Xiao Jiang?" Fu Jingheng guessed, "Because of me? He can't stand the family serving women and children for me. He finally looks like a man. He still wants to have Rong Naitada in Dali Temple."

"No noise..." Wen Jin didn't say anything, and looked at Xigong's bulging pregnant belly over there. It's been more than six months, and his throat was sore: "She shouldn't fall."

Fu Jingheng understood that she could not speak about her private affairs with Jiang. At this time, there were too many people, so he didn't ask too much. He noticed that she looked at Xigong, "She fell down, don't scratch me. It's over. Talking about the serious business. Are you ready to sue Lou?"

"Well. I don't want to say the serious matters. I've added a few more in the west?" Wen Jin remembered him when he saw him and provoked him, and couldn't stop.

Fu coldly said with a cold face, and said for a long time: "I messed with you? I will stimulate me when I see me. I think you miss me. Are you happy to be reunited with your mother? Is it good to have a mother?"

"Happy. Otherwise, you will ignore you. You will find my mother again." Wen Jin pursed her lips and asked him for a long time, "Where are you hurt?"

Fu Jingheng got off the horse and looked at her deeply, "There is there."

Wen Jin's ear tips were slightly hot, and he turned his cheeks away, "Nine...Nine Thousand Years Old. No one will get pregnant again."

"Well. It's pure. You're also pure. There's no need to argue." Fu Wu responded, his eyebrows jumped straight, trying to jamm her mouth, but no one dared to speak to him like this.

The accompanying imperial physician who rushed over came to treat Fu Chang, the king of Nanfan, but fortunately he had no worries about life.

Fu Chang woke up with a broken arm, and couldn't help but hold his arm and scream in pain. He looked at Wen Jin angrily, bitch, dared to design this king. He got up and walked around, fortunately he didn't hurt the vitals. He put his hand on Wuying's hand and said viciously: "Biaozi, go and arrange someone to teach her a lesson in private, pull the head and beat her. Last time you kicked her son in the belly, it's really cheap. She should kick her to death!"

Wuying is used to being called Biaozi, and the role-playing is very happy. Biaozi is an insider arranged by Fu Chang in the Junshang Military Office. He was gambled by Junshang and a well-known little forest on Huangmen Street. "Leave it to the young man." The young man must have knelt down and thanked Jinzhuer for helping Junshang solve the problem.

Empress Dowager Lou sighed and said angrily: "Wen Jin, is it your umbrella? The Ai family sees that you are deliberately framed your brother Fu Chang."

Wen Jin said innocently: "No, aunt. The wind blows the umbrella, it's an accident. Besides, it's not my umbrella, I don't know whose umbrella it is."

Empress Dowager Lou is Lou Shucai's sister, and she is Wen Jin's step-aunt by generation. It's right to call her aunt.

"Don't admit it?! The Ai family watched the umbrella fly from your direction to Chang'er's horse! Both eyes saw it!" Lou Shujing said sternly, "The day before yesterday, you hurt my Lou family to apologize to your brother. This morning, you grabbed your second mother's hair and pulled it out of the door. In the afternoon, you caused your brother Chang to fall off your horse! You deliberately fight against the Lou family!"

"You all know that I am a human being, and I am respectful to all elders. I will probably pull your hair out. I have an intermittent attack. Don't provoke me." Wen Jin smiled and completed the glorious historical task of overthrowing the Lou family seriously, and was in trouble with his aunt. "Flying from my direction is my umbrella? Write my name? Who else can see it besides you? Don't blame me. Brother Chang's horse also scared me. I was so scared that I lost my three souls and five souls. I have to call Lord Xue to call someone. Oh, I'm dizzy."

"Brother Chang?" Fu didn't know what to do, and looked at Wen Jin at the corner of his eyes and whispered: "I call you a soul."

"King of the Southern Fan!" Wen Jin corrected, his neck shrank, the west wind was strong and cold.

Lou Shujing was very angry and asked the maid to bring the umbrella. After seeing it, she really didn't have a name. "Wen Jin, you are so sharp-tongued! Try to argue!"

Xia Ranshuang walked slowly at this time, and Cihe said, "Shujing, either this person can't be too anxious, you have to see clearly the way forward. Chang'er was so eager to win but didn't see it. The Ai family didn't see that the umbrella was from Jin'er. Fu'er, did you see it?"

Duanmu Fu also smiled and said, "I didn't see what you said. Everyone said that you can't chew too much. If you want to win too much, you will backfire, Brother Chang."

Seeing that his mother and Xigong were talking to the outside world, Wen Jin was not afraid of the key points, so he didn't make any noise, which was more legitimate than kicking the puppy to death.

Wen Jin was stunned. Xigong called Brother Chang. Fu forgot to be sarcastic and didn't respond?

She knew that the two of them helped her, but they didn't really help her, but that she just happened to help Empress Dowager Xia suppressed Lou Shujing.

Lou Shujing refused to obey, "Your Majesty, this umbrella matter must be thoroughly investigated! Injuring the vassal king is a serious crime. If you indulge such behavior, wouldn't it be a contributing to unhealthy behavior? This time it was just a broken arm, and next time it was not guaranteed, I fell off my horse and broke my neck, and I couldn't move my neck!"

"The umbrella belongs to me." He spoke and took it.

Everyone was surprised that the emperor would take the blame for Lord Jin.

Wen Jin's heart was warm.

Duanmufu's mouth twitched.

"I just threw it there. The west wind brought an umbrella and stirred up the atmosphere of hunting." Fu Jingheng's eyes were thinly spread across Wen Jin's eyebrows. Nangong Jue looked at Wen Jin a few times. Fu was not as good as he was jealous. He was in a bad mood. He immediately looked at Fu Chang and said, "You need me to kneel down and kowtow to Master Chang?"

He dared to kneel down, no one dared to bear it.

A word of distantness and coldness, without anger, he was powerful, and he knelt all over the ground.

Duanmu Fu's mouth trembled slightly, and she protected her very much. Is it useful? She got married on the fifth day of the first lunar month? Fortunately, Wen Jin is an unyielding person. If he is willing to bow his head and be a small man for the Lord, wouldn't he cause trouble for me in the palace every day? Don't go back to the central palace! Worry thousands of times! Hurry up and be Mrs. Jiang!

Fu Chang half-bowed: "I don't dare."

"Since it's the umbrella of the emperor, it's another accident. There's nothing to say." Lou Shucai helped Fu Chang and ordered everyone to say, "Take the King of Nanfan back to the palace to recuperate."

Xia Ranshuang said cisternly: "Come here, I will send medicine to the King of Nanfan. I am very happy to raise my arms. I am disabled, but I will be in trouble."

Lou and the other two retreated in a mighty manner. The mother and son pulled Wuying for a good plan. When will the emperor go alone, what banquet will the emperor attend, and what month and what day is the most suitable for taking the emperor and the empress dowager separately. Wuying was so excited that he should do it carefully.

After the scene is over, only the emperor and his confidants are left in the hunting ground.
Chapter completed!