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Chapter 316

Although Fu Jingheng said it was easy to take matters, the woman was his wife who told the world to gain fame and gain fame. She had an affair with the eunuch and gave birth to a heavy child of nine pounds. Even a man could not bear it, let alone the emperor.

It’s not that he was jealous, he knew his own feelings. Duanmu had no jealousy when he was sleeping with a man. It was the anger of being deceived and disgusted by the disgust deep in his heart! He occupied his resources in his palace to give him a great humiliation and was deeply angry!

Xiao Su's whereabouts of Wen Guang were hidden in her heart, and it seemed less hateful. Compared to the little thing, she was much cute, clean and pure, and obeyed the courtesy. Except for the Luo Hong, who challenged his virgin complex, who was missing...

He really didn't know which young man she gave to. He thought it was Jiang before, but now he didn't know if she didn't understand when she was a child, and was taken advantage of by Lao Wen, or he had taken her on a drunk night... He was indeed a teenager who had a habit of drinking and had drunk her once or twice. Recently, he quit drinking for Wen Jin.

Fu Jingheng put Jin Changzai's green-headed sign in his sleeve, his handsome face was sunk, and the saint was gold and jade, and the palace scandal was contributed by him.

I thought the saint was a reserved and noble beauty, but in this way, I left with the lowly eunuch, and didn't pick on anyone.

"Go to the West Palace, expose her and help you up."

Fu Jingheng was too lazy to look at Zhu'er anymore, just a fish that had bitten the hook. But everyone here knew that he was talking to Zhu'er, mentally clean, and the entire West Palace land figure was dirty in his heart.

"Yes, Master!" Zhu'er was overjoyed, and her heart was beating wildly. She was about to become the Empress of the West Palace! Master is going to correct her as the Empress!

"Xiao Sier, go and invite the Empress Dowager, the Duanmu National Master will sit in Jinhua Palace in the West Palace, and have a small gathering."

The emperor ordered the eunuch at the door and stepped out of the imperial study room, preparing to the Qinghu River to the Jinhua Palace on the west bank.

When passing by Fengqi Hall of the Central Palace, he stopped at the door of his house where he lived with Jinchang.

Looking at the Central Palace not far away, in the early morning, the pomegranate flowers in the yard were blooming. Last night, there were crystal dew on the stamens of a rainy water, and the kitchen was cooking with fireworks.

His eyes were also warm and his stomach was hungry. He wanted to have breakfast with Jin, grandma, and Changlin. There would have been Changyun and Changning, but he couldn't let go of the imperial power and lost a pair of dragons and phoenixes.

Just for a bitch who is mean to steal people, he repeatedly gave up and hurt Wen Jin.

He has always been the best face, but in the end he is really shameless. Duanmu, who was praised by him, poured a basin of cold water on his head, which was sarcastic.

Protecting the country's dominance really made him extremely hypocritical and win the world with the saint, but when he closed the door, he was in a mess.

Only when you are with Wen Jin can you be real, flesh and blood, and can talk and laugh.

I wanted to see her, but I couldn't see her face! I wanted to cool down for a while, but it couldn't cool down for just one night. She didn't take the initiative to come to him. If she suddenly appeared at night, he wouldn't refuse! I miss her so much... I also want to have a son...

He was a little embarrassed to calm down. Xigong's style made him feel that Wen Jin was very precious and had never left him for so many years, but she said last night that she would just come here, and this midsummer rainy night.

She gave up on him for the first time!

Xiao Sier was a little eunuch who lifted the curtain outside the door of the Sheng Shang Imperial Study. He heard this and went to Chengqian Palace to invite his mother Empress Dowager Xia Ranshuang, and went to the official road to stop the old master Duanmu Lin who went to the Golden Palace to attend court.

Xia Ranshuang was happy, "Qeng'er took the initiative to meet with Ai's family? He gathered with Fu'er's family. Where did the sun come out? This is the prodigal son who turned around and gold is not exchanged. Finally, he regretted that he planned to favor his wife and broke up with the little demon in the middle palace?"

The old national teacher also smiled and said, "I don't know what a great event is, but the emperor said that he met at Jinhua Palace early in the morning. Maybe it was Fu'er who prayed for the people or did some virtuous and good things that won the hearts of the people. The emperor wants to commend and praise her? The emperor is so harmonious and the couple has a deep affection!"

Xia Ranshuang nodded repeatedly, "Fu'er, a child, has always been dignified and virtuous, and has a decent love! As the saint of Guangli Kingdom, she is a model for women to imitate and learn from!"

The Empress Dowager and the National Master drove to Jinhua Palace in a mighty manner. They rode the largest boat, and they were filled with joy. The big boat stirred the lake water up, and the waves were filled with joy.

Old Mo came back from the Central Palace and hurried to the emperor by the lake to report that his shoes almost ran away, "No, lord, no! It's so bad! Master Jin wants to divorce, you are going to be a widow! Master has packed up all the bags!"

All the bags are packed...

Did she carry that little bag when she brought the baby home...

Fu Jingheng's face was suffocated. He Li of the Central Palace, stealing people from the West Palace, floods in Guangdong and Guangxi, civil wars in Lishan, and rebellion of the Southern Vatic Kings, and they didn't know which one to do first. Life was so fucking fulfilling.

But it seems that after thinking about it, my mind is full of the central palace. The central palace is unstable and I have no intention of doing anything else, "Tell me in detail!"

"Jinzhuer came home last night in the rain. The road was slippery and accidentally fell from the stairs! His little face was rubbed and his face was broken, and his right wrist was broken. Zhang Yuan judged that he might never be able to write well in this life! She lost half of her life! Why can't she read with her companion? If a little nerd doesn't write, how can she be a little nerd?" Lao Mo felt very sorry, "The master likes to write and draw the most. The master's paintings are better than what you paint, which is a pity."

"I fell down the stairs and broke my wrist. I can't write good words in this life?!"

Fu Jingheng suddenly grabbed her heart. Last night, he accompanied Duanmu Fuli in the corridor to watch the rain, and watched her walk alone in the rain. He thought she was familiar with the road and she had an umbrella, so there would be no problem, so why did she fall off the stairs!

A strong self-blame swept up from the bottom of her heart. She begged him to help her pick up the umbrella, but he ignored her and asked her to pick it up by herself. I really don’t know what she was doing last night! Are you competing with your wife? He won, and then!

"Why no one reported that she had fallen? The servants in the central palace died? I arranged 200 servants and no one came to tell me that she was injured!"

"Your Majesty... You are the one who neglects Master Jin'er in front of you. How dare you talk about the bad things about someone you don't like? Yesterday, Master Jin fell alone in the rain and was very embarrassed. Yun Wei helped her back to the central palace. Yun Wei said that when he met, Master Jin'er blew his wrists and rubbed his wrists by himself." Old Mo said anxiously, "Your Majesty, go and see Master Jin'er, I'm afraid he's sad."

I blow and rub myself, so helpless little pitiful...

Fu Jingheng tightened his hands and fisted, feeling extremely distressed.

"Jiang Wei?" Fu frowned, feeling sad, "Jiang is here too. When she needed people the most, Jiang sent warmth. Where was I?"

"You are hesitating to go to the West Palace to drink under the small Buddhist temple! Peach Blossom Brew." Lao Mo reminded, "What should I do? I was suddenly defeated by Jiang Bi! You are a widow based on your strength. Master Jin may have saved enough disappointment..."

"Upgrade the Central Palace." Fu Jingheng's eyes moved suddenly, putting his face down, and putting it behind his head if it cooled down. Her wrist was broken, so he cooled down something!

He stepped into the palace with dragon boots, and the servants knelt one after another, and saw the nervous expression on the face of the Lord.

He walked through the archway again, passing through the corridor, and his long legs rushed over. In the early morning of midsummer, he even lifted up his clothes and walked to the door of the woven to hurry. His heart beat faster and he didn't dare to look inward because he was afraid that Wen Jin would no longer be in the house. He didn't like the feeling of empty space without anyone at home, so he lowered his voice and asked Lao Mo, "Look first, is she... still there?"
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