Chapter 467: You are so perfunctory to me, forget it

Ji Qingwu could only find a waterproof tarpaulin to wrap his ankle, and then resigned himself to helping him into the clean room.

The man's body was heavy, and Ji Qingwu felt like he had suddenly become a few inches shorter just by leaning on his arm.

But this sense of weight gave her an extremely strong sense of security at this moment, and Ji Qingwu felt a lot more relieved.

After entering the purification room, in line with the principle of "one should be grateful when receiving favors", especially since the gift was as valuable as the Tianshan Red Lotus, Ji Qingwu uncomplainingly helped Zhao Mingyan take off his clothes.

But after taking off his undershirt, Ji Qingwu stopped.

She turned around and moved the shelf next to the bathtub closer, and placed the cotton towels and bath beans needed for bathing in an orderly manner next to the bathtub.

After working for a while, Ji Qingwu found that the emperor was still standing upright beside the bathtub.

Ji Qingwu used her hands to scoop up the hot water in the tub. The water temperature was just right. She asked with a puzzled look, "Why doesn't Your Majesty go in?"

Zhao Mingyan said with a half-smile: "Awu also wears clothes when bathing?"

Ji Qingwu glanced at the only underwear he had left and said with a dry smile, "There's no need for me to take it off."

She was busying herself somewhere else just now, just to avoid this.

Zhao Mingyan looked at her and teased, "Didn't Ah Wu say before that he would take off my pants? I saved this opportunity for you."

When did that happen?

When Li Chengxun won the top spot in the imperial examination, Ji Qingwu accidentally learned about the past of Emperor Wu Su. He was in a hurry at that time and spoke without restraint.

Ji Qingwu glanced at his waistband, then turned away with eyes full of envy.

"I was just saying it, I didn't mean to be disrespectful at that time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Mingyan's lips immediately twitched, with obvious smile lines on his lips. He asked in a clear voice: "Awu, do you mean that you are disrespectful now?"

Ji Qingwu looked embarrassed, as he was right.

Not only did she have some, but there was an endless stream of nonsense in her mind, especially when he was standing in front of her with his upper body naked.

She had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and strong ribs. She looked dazed and her face was hot.

When Ji Qingwu was applying medicine to the shirtless soldiers in the camp, he was like an old monk in meditation, and could see nothing except the wounds.

But when he stood in front of her, Ji Qingwu's eyes seemed to have ideas of their own.

She never thought she was so attracted to men before...

Ji Qingwu bit his lip, trying to sober himself up. He was still injured, so why was he thinking about such messy things?

She said: "Your Majesty cannot wear pants..."

Zhao Mingyan didn't know what she was thinking and thought she was unwilling to help him bathe.

"Last time when I served Awu, I was not as careless as you are. I cleaned every inch of Awu's skin thoroughly."

Ji Qingwu thought so too. They were already so close, so why was she still being shy?

But the moment she pulled up his belt, she still closed her eyes.

Fortunately, the emperor was wearing water-wave silk crotch-closed trousers with a wide crotch, so Ji Qingwu could avoid touching the places that should not be touched.

In order to make marching convenient and comfortable, the trouser legs are very slim-fitting. Ji Qingwu felt that his hands were hindered and could only bend down to help him take them off.

The water-wave silk panties with dark dragon patterns were finally taken off. Ji Qingwu exhaled lightly, and his cheeks puffed up.

But the legs in front of him did not move.

Zhao Mingyan's heavy gaze fell on the top of her head. After looking at her for a while, his breathing became heavy.

Ji Qingwu stared at his knees, not daring to look up, and reminded him: "Your Majesty, the water will get cold soon."

Only then did Zhao Mingyan stretch his long legs and enter the bathtub.

Ji Qingwu rolled up his sleeves, wet the cotton cloth in hot water, and scrubbed his back.

When the cotton cloth brushed across her shoulder blade, her fingertips suddenly touched a very tiny bump and her hand paused.

Perhaps because the medicine in the palace was extremely effective, the injuries on his body could not be seen unless you looked carefully.

But there are still faint marks left, including a long scar that runs almost vertically from the shoulder to the lower back, and the scar becomes more obvious the further down it goes.

In other words, the injury to the waist is the most serious.

Ji Qingwu's fingers unconsciously slid down his broad shoulders and back, but unfortunately his lower back was submerged in water.

Zhao Mingyan noticed her movements, his Adam's apple rolled, and he asked, "What is Ah Wu doing?"

Ji Qingwu quickly scooped up a bucket of hot water from behind his waist and poured it on him, and the water droplets slid down the groove of his spine.

The air was filled with water vapor, and Ji Qingwu's cotton cloth stopped at the base of his waist, wiping back and forth.

Zhao Mingyan suddenly grabbed her wrist with his backhand and lifted it up. Drops of water rolled down Ji Qingwu's forearm into her sleeve, and the sleeve became wet and stuck to her arm.

Ji Qingwu looked at his waist which was rubbed red with a guilty conscience.

"What, what happened?"

Zhao Mingyan didn't turn around to look at her, and said, "Awu, it's time to change places to rub."

The hot steam from the bucket made his voice hoarse, and the water drops from his hair hit the back of her hand.

Ji Qingwu said: "Oh, oh, I'll change it right away."

The back had been washed, and it was now the turn of the chest. She walked around to the front of the bathtub and raised her eyes to meet his.

That dark gaze seemed to burn holes in her clothes.

Ji Qingwu quickly lowered her head, but when she saw his waist and abdomen hidden under the water, she raised her head again instantly.

Zhao Mingyan rested his arms on the edge of the tub and said casually, "The water is getting cold."

Ji Qingwu dipped a cotton towel in water and wiped the area below his neck and above his waistline.

The tip of her nose was sweating, not from tiredness but from nervousness. It was really hard to serve others.

When they were almost done, Ji Qingwu put the towel aside and said, "It's done."

Zhao Mingyan stared at her and asked, "Is this all right?"

Ji Qingwu nodded and glanced at the door curtain of the bathroom. Before she could calculate her escape route, he pulled her arm and pulled her into the bathtub.

"It seems I still have to show Ah Wu how to bathe someone."

With one more person, half of the water in the bathtub overflowed.

Ji Qingwu was soaked all over, and his clothes were sticking to his body. Zhao Mingyan said, "Wearing wet clothes will easily make you catch a cold, so you'd better take them off."

She was soaked. Who did this?

Ji Qingwu knew that there was something wrong with his eyes.

She was afraid of touching his left ankle, so she held onto the edge of the bathtub and didn't dare sit down.

Ji Qingwu declined, "I washed it this morning, so there's no need to show it."

Zhao Mingyan lowered his eyes and looked at her wet collar, and said in a low voice: "Awu only cares about his own cleanliness, but he is so perfunctory to me."

He sighed softly, almost imperceptibly.

"Forget it, go out, I'll do it myself."

The hand that was around her waist loosened. Ji Qingwu was delighted at first. She stood up from the bathtub and was about to step out.

He lowered his head, frowned, and his eyes were full of disappointment at having his expectations dashed.

Ji Qingwu paused, put his feet back down, and felt a sour feeling in his heart.