You just left after saying that. You didn’t even want grandma anymore. What’s your reason? Even grandma hid it. I really want to beat you twice!”

Wen Jin felt as if she was being held in her mother's arms. She felt so warm that she couldn't help but burst into tears. She didn't dare to talk nonsense and just kept shouting: "Grandma, Grandma... I miss you so much, Grandma."

Zishu said in a deep voice: "In the past two days, I have had a lot of talks with you in the imperial study. I advised you not to favor women and delay your political career. From Daji, King of Zhou of Shang Dynasty, to Xiang Yu and Concubine Yang, to Concubine Yang Guifei of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty, and so on.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Lu Bu Diao Chan.

I am admonishing my brother as the supreme leader of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and he is responsible for the fate of Guangli Country. He should not delay his political career just because of the innocence of a little woman. These are all unfavorable suggestions. After hearing this, my brother just smiled and asked you, dear friends.

Don’t worry. He has not forgotten his national responsibilities.”

Lao Mo said softly: "Master, your Majesty has been in mourning for two days and is in a bad mood. He hasn't had a drop of water yet, so he has only grains of rice to use. He has been resting in Yong'an Palace for many days. I don't know why he came back to the palace today and sat down.

He was drinking alone in the corridor of the cold palace. Grandma tried to persuade him, but Zi Shu tried to persuade him to have no effect. His spleen and stomach had been severely damaged by the alcohol and medicine, and he often vomited blood. He drank on an empty stomach today, fearing that his body would not be able to bear it. Wenguang was eyeing him.

Your Majesty, please do not allow him to fall ill at this time."

Wen Jin really didn't know that Fu was so ill, nor did she know that he relied so deeply on her. She nodded and said, "I'll try and persuade him."

Several people drove the carriage into the palace, passed Xuanwu Gate, went all the way north, passed Qinghu Lake, passed Yanque Terrace, and directly entered the former residence of the emperor in the cold palace where he lived when he was a child.

Zi Shu opened the curtain of the carriage and pointed to the courtyard, "Brother is in the courtyard. My brother has always thought that his sister-in-law hates him, so the man's dignity has been frustrated, and he often cannot stand up for himself. He has been depressed for many days."

Wen Jin nodded to Zi Shu, stepped off the carriage on the wooden steps, pushed open the almost rotten wooden door, and came to the Lenggong courtyard where she and Fu Jingheng had known each other since they were children.

Wen Jin saw Fu Jingheng without much effort.

He was just like the day they first met, sitting in the same position where she met him at the bottom of the corridor, with a few wine bottles tilted around at his feet. He was leaning against the wall in embarrassment, his handsome face tilted sideways, and the outline of his jaw was blurry in the moonlight.

Thin layer halo.
Chapter completed!