Chapter 182 A Beautiful Figure, Actions Speak Louder Than Words

Ji Qingwu's heart clenched.

Looking at the handsome face that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Before she could react, Emperor Wu Su wrapped his arms around her soft waist, causing the silver tassels on her waistband to sway.

His gaze swept over her entire body with intense intensity before finally settling on her face.

Seeing him look at him like that, Ji Qingwu couldn't help but feel guilty, realizing that he probably didn't know what he had done that day.

Emperor Wusu was indeed unaware of this.

The secret reports from all corners of the world are sent once a day, but since there is nothing urgent, today's report has not yet reached him.

He first asked, "You rarely wear such bright colors, why are you dressed so alluringly today?"

Ji Qingwu's clothes were mostly plain or turquoise, and she had never dressed like this before.

She had heard many compliments today, but hearing them from him felt especially different.

It felt like there was a clear spring in my heart, bubbling away.

Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered, then she lowered her gaze and said, "It's just ordinary attire, nothing special."

Emperor Wusu did not hold back in praising her: "Her beauty is extraordinary and unparalleled in the world."

Having received such high praise from His Majesty the Emperor, Ji Qingwu felt as if the spring in his heart was filled with sweet water.

Her lips, as delicate and beautiful as peach petals, were slightly upturned in a smile, making her look incredibly charming and shy.

Ji Qingwu's original plan to hide his feelings now seems to have failed him completely.

Emperor Wusu could not hide his thoughts.

He found that the slender waist could be grasped with one hand, so he moved his other hand elsewhere.

"Isn't this neckline a bit too low?"

As he said that, he pulled his hand down slightly.

Ji Qingwu's eyes widened, and he stammered, "In broad daylight, His Majesty just... just like that..."

Emperor Wusu countered, "Does Awu mean that only a dark and windy night is suitable?"

Ji Qingwu covered the gold-threaded bodice and said, "This is where His Majesty handles official business. Let's not disturb His Majesty's peace and quiet."

"Peace and quiet?"

Emperor Wusu narrowed his eyes, looking down at me: "How can you leave me any peace and quiet dressed like this when you come into this hall?"

What was she dressed like? Besides, this dress isn't unclothing, nor is it sheer gauze that lets in light.

Ji Qingwu said, "How can you blame me for the problem with my clothing? It's all because His Majesty lacks self-control."

Hearing her earnestly refute him, the emperor hooked his index finger around the finger she was covering and gently tugged it.

"Since you know that I lack self-control, why do you still dress like this to seduce me? What is your intention?"

Ji Qingwu was speechless; no matter what, it was always Ji Qingwu's fault.

She couldn't argue with him no matter what, so she could only pout in dissatisfaction to show her injustice.

Emperor Wusu pressed down on them in an instant.

Ji Qingwu quickly dodged backward, her supple waist easily bending backward.

Emperor Wusu, having failed to win her favor, said in a deep voice, "What are you hiding for? Where do you think you can hide to?"

The palace doors behind them were still wide open. Ji Qingwu bit her lip and said, "Your Majesty, what should we do if someone outside sees us?"

Emperor Wusu didn't take it seriously: "Who dares to look?"

Even when others pay homage to the emperor, they must hear Yunqi's voice before they can raise their heads, let alone dare to peek at him as they pass by.

His hand moved from her waist, inch by inch, down her back.

Ji Qingwu felt that strong and hot hand supporting her, and her whole body was trapped within his control.

She even slowed her breathing a few degrees, seeing that the domineering and forceful kiss was about to fall.

The emperor spoke with such confidence that there were indeed people at the gate who dared to watch.

Not only that, she also barged in.

Chirp stepped over the high threshold and walked straight in.

The little mouth cried out urgently, "Mother!"

Li Yuzong followed behind with his head down, and the young master could only be coaxed with sweet cakes for a while.

Before long, he started calling out for his mother, and no amount of effort could stop him.

It's just that Ji Qingwu looks exceptionally beautiful today, and Qiuqiu misses her terribly, wanting to stay close to her mother.

Emperor Wusu had also forgotten about this incident, and there was this troublesome little girl around. He almost got caught, and the expression on his face was quite a sight.

Ji Qingwu rarely saw him with such a sullen expression, so she suppressed a laugh and called out, "Chirp chirp, come to your mother."

She's truly her good daughter.

At this moment, Xiao Dongzi appeared at the door. The master and apprentice whispered a few words to each other, and Li Yuzong took the envelope he handed over.

He glanced at Ji Qingwu as he entered the hall, then quickly retreated, as if something was chasing him.

Chiu Chiu was still clinging to Ji Qingwu, hugging her leg, lifting her tender little face, shaking her little head and smiling sweetly at her.

Emperor Wusu was completely marginalized. With nothing to do, he picked up the letter presented to him by Li Yuzong.

He opened the envelope, unfolded the paper, and glanced at it briefly.

The atmosphere inside the hall immediately turned cold and somber.

Children are very sensitive to changes in their environment; their smiles faded, and their expressions became tense.

Little Dongzi peeked out from the doorway, holding a plate of colorful sugar cakes.

Chiu Chiu hesitated, glancing at her mother, then at Tang Gao, and finally at the Emperor, whose face looked terrible.

Ji Qingwu met her eyes, and she said with a premonition, "Chirp chirp, you won't... abandon your mother, will you?"

The next moment, Chiu Chiu took short strides and rushed quickly toward the palace gate.

Ji Qingwu watched the little girl's retreating figure and sighed: "What a good daughter of mine, she just left her here like that."

A voice followed closely behind: "Close the vermilion gate."

With a creak, the palace door closed, and the light inside the room instantly dimmed.

After delivering the letter, Li Yuzong had been waiting behind the door since early morning, just waiting for those words.

Ji Qingwu felt that familiar coolness on her neck again, but this time, there was no unease that would make her tremble.

My heart just trembled slightly.

At this critical moment, she still had time to feel gratified, thinking that she had finally mastered the skill, so how could it not be considered progress?

Emperor Wusu resumed his cold and aloof voice.

"come over."

Ji Qingwu suddenly recalled the scenes from his first few visits to the Hall of Diligent Governance, and it seemed that the emperor was never happy.

She approached the palace with heavy steps.

Emperor Wusu sat on the dragon throne and continued to issue orders: "Come forward."

Ji Qingwu stepped up the stairs and walked a few steps to his side. She glanced at the letters on the large table, which were records of her words and actions that day.

Emperor Wusu looked at her coldly: "Why aren't you saying anything? Have you nothing to say?"

Ji Qingwu said softly, "I have something to say."

The emperor gave her a chance, saying, "Speak quickly."

Seeing his angry expression, Ji Qingwu found it irritating. Although his teasing earlier was somewhat detestable, it was still much better than his current state.

A glint flashed in Ji Qingwu's eyes. He took a deep breath, as if encouraging himself.

Just when Emperor Wusu finally thought he would have to wait for her to explain.

Who would have thought...

A woman with a beautiful and voluptuous figure, her movements light and graceful, fell straight into his arms.