After Xu Jin left, Fu Rong was a little sleepless.
In fact, there is no deep hatred between her and Xu Jin.
In addition, Fu Rong was angry with Xu Jin for three things. One was that he was indifferent in his previous life and did not know how to care for her. However, her identity was there, and it was normal for Xu Jin to look down on her. In fact, if Xu Jin was not cold, Fu Rong felt that he was a little bit like his younger brother. He played tricks on her everywhere, but he didn't hate her. Third, he was vexed that he would marry her, but Xu Jin liked her appearance. Besides, Xu Jin didn't really force her, and he was only half a gentleman.
I don't like it or hate it.
Therefore, in addition to cursing him to death when he was angry, Fu Rong didn't really hope that Xu Jin would die early, and her husband and wife would still have a hundred day's grace. What she hoped most was that Xu Jin would become a leisurely king, rich and quiet, live a long life, and live a good life like Xu Yan.
But she was just a woman trapped in the backyard. Her father didn't dare to join in on matters outside, especially the struggle between the prince and his son. She was even more powerless. If she married Xu Jin in the future, she would try her best to save his life. Otherwise, she could only hope that the long life would work.
Tossing and turning, I fell asleep in the middle of the night.
When I woke up, I felt something wrong. I reached out and touched it, and it turned red.
Fu Rong sighed and sighed. It was rare for her mother to promise to take her to fenglaiyi. It was impossible for her to go down. Her monthly affairs were regular, but the sound of footsteps made someone stride in.
The prince looked at the past with a smile.
Xu Jinmu didn't squint. After coming in, Emperor Jiahe knelt down on one knee: "I've met my father and the prince."
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