Chapter 103 Should I Eat It or Warm the Bed?

"Later I felt that it was a person's arm that was around my waist, which made me think that it was a bandit leader who was going to kidnap me."

Emperor Wusu's expression softened as he listened to her vivid description. He raised an eyebrow and said, "With your thin arms and legs, you wouldn't even be enough to fill the teeth of a wild beast."

He pinched the flesh on her arm and continued, "Being kidnapped by bandits does have some use, do you know what use it is?"

Ji Qingwu sat up slightly, puffed out his chest and raised his head proudly, saying, "It would be very useful to kidnap me. I know medicine and can help them treat their illnesses. If they are having difficulty conceiving, then it would be even more effective. I can give them some health-preserving pills."

Emperor Wusu drawled, "It's such a waste that you're only a female healer in the mountain stronghold."

Why is it a pity?

"A delicate young lady like you should be kidnapped to warm her bed and bear a bunch of sons; that would be the right thing to do."

Ji Qingwu: ......

She's not being spoiled at all; she was quite brave today.

Then Emperor Wusu asked, seemingly troubled, "But your guesses are all wrong. It was neither a wild beast nor a bandit. I kidnapped you. Tell me, what should I do?"

Ji Qingwu quickly turned her head and sat up straight, her slender waist trembling as she moved forward.

But with the two of them on horseback, the little distance she moved was negligible; unless she jumped off the horse again, she would have nowhere to escape.

Emperor Wusu lowered his body towards her, his broad and heavy shoulders sinking down.

A significant portion of his upper body weight rested on Ji Qingwu until he completely pulled her into his embrace.

His large hand began to rub against her navel, and he said with a smile, "Should we eat her or warm her bed? Ah Wu, you choose."

Is this a choice? Neither option is proper.

Ji Qingwu lied through his teeth, shaking his head and saying, "Your Majesty, I don't taste good, and I'm also prone to feeling cold. If you eat me, you'll get a cold poisoning and freeze to death while warming the bed."

He replied dismissively, "Is that so?"

Emperor Wusu lifted her waist and changed her to a face-to-face sitting position. This time, Ji Qingwu had nowhere to hide her gaze.

He saw her gazing at him expectantly.

Emperor Wusu raised an eyebrow, his eyes slightly upturned, and said, "Then I will reluctantly play the role of Shennong and taste this little herb with its cold poison."

Soon, Ji Qingwu was eager to be infected with the cold poison.

She was aroused by a light, fleeting kiss, her whole body burning with heat.

The horse was still leisurely strolling along, and a slight jolt came from beneath it. This subtle, uncontrollable feeling seemed to be tossing Ji Qingwu's heart.

The pure black horse, carrying its owner, seemed to be doing something. It occasionally snorted, flicked its tail, and relaxed its ears back, as if listening to their sounds.

Previously, each time was like a storm, but this time Emperor Wusu changed his ways.

Their lips pressed together lightly and gently, turning over a few times, as if handling a fragile treasure.

Ji Qingwu's lips were chilled by the wind, as if they had turned into an iced honey cake, icy cold when they entered the mouth, but soft and sweet after melting.

Emperor Wusu said he just wanted to try it, but in reality he did...

It really was just a superficial attempt.

Ji Qingwu instinctively hugged his waist, wanting him to hold her tighter, even tighter, instead of like this.

He simply held her waist loosely, his long arms shielding her to prevent her from falling off the horse.

She could sense that in their recent encounters, he seemed to be consciously restraining his physical impulses.

But never before have they been so disciplined, even with their hands.

She lifted her thick eyelashes, her watery eyes gazing at him with a misty look.

Emperor Wusu, with his deep-set brows, had closed his captivating eyes, losing seven-tenths of their sharpness and leaving only a hint of chilling intimacy that stirred the heart.

It's like a towering, insurmountable snow-capped mountain that you would never normally have the chance to reach, suddenly appearing before your eyes, making you want to grab a handful of snow from the summit and hold it in your hand.

Feel its coolness, feel the biting ice and snow melting, until the gurgling ice water turns into a scalding hot stream.

Ji Qingwu moved a little distance away and stared at his lips. His lips had a clear outline, but the lines were unusually soft.

She knew it was dangerous, but she couldn't help but get closer.

The night was slightly cool. Ji Qingwu imagined the warmth those thin lips had once possessed in her mind and gently leaned in.

As she pressed against him, the man's lips curled into a premeditated smile.

Ji Qingwu, however, couldn't get the hang of it and could only rub her lips against it, until she started to get anxious and angry.

This is even harder to pry open than a clam shell!

She pouted her dry lips and asked in a soft voice, "Why doesn't Your Majesty hold me tighter?"

Ji Qingwu thought his meaning was already very clear.

As expected, Emperor Wusu granted her request, embracing her waist tightly and placing his warm hands on her back, like a burning ember dispelling the chill of the night dew.

Ji Qingwu's body became even softer, and she relaxed and pressed herself against him.

But that was all; there was no further action. She felt something was still missing.

Ji Qingwu hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.

"His Majesty......"

Emperor Wusu's eyes were filled with a deep smile, and he patted her back with his palm: "Why did you call me?"

Ji Qingwu was too embarrassed to look at him. She grabbed his shoulders and hummed something softly.

"What did A-Wu say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Her voice was faint, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, as light as a falling leaf, so quiet it was almost inaudible.

Ji Qingwu rested her forehead on his shoulder and raised her voice slightly.

Emperor Wusu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he coaxed in a low voice, "You spoke too softly. The wind is strong on the grassland, and I still couldn't hear you clearly."

Can't you hear me?

Ji Qingwu even felt that the horse could hear him, but he still couldn't hear him.

But she's not the type to easily back down once she has an idea.

She raised her head, her bright eyes sparkling like stars, grabbed his outer robe, and angrily shouted in his ear, "I said, I want His Majesty to kiss me!"

This time, the sound was not only loud, but also echoed.

The horse beneath him was startled by the sound and began to paw at the ground restlessly.

Ji Qingwu's body swayed, and before his exclamation could escape his lips, it was completely drowned out by Emperor Wusu.

After that, she had no choice in the matter.

As dusk fell and darkness descended, the chirping of insects echoed incessantly deep within the vast grasslands.

Ji Qingwu's lips were both sore and numb, so she finally stopped.

Since she had asked for it herself, she had to endure the pain and itching that followed, no matter how unbearable the process was.

What melting snow-capped mountains?!

It was clearly a volcano, well disguised and covered by ice and snow, which lured Ji Qingwu, a traveler with a weak will, to its fullest extent before erupting.

Her waist was almost broken by the constriction, and in the end, even when she dismounted, Emperor Wusu had to lift her down by her knees.

Ji Qingwu lay on her back on the white animal skin, which was the saddlecloth that had been hanging under the saddle. Emperor Wusu had taken it off and spread it on the grass to keep her from catching a cold.