Chapter 190 Execute Your Nine Clans, Trouble at Home

Ji Qingwu ultimately considered that the person in front of him was the emperor, whose status was immeasurably high.

Therefore, she simply gave him the copper watering can she used to tend to her flowers and plants, and let him elegantly water them.

She took care of the rough work of digging and removing roots.

This was the first time Emperor Wusu had ever seen someone ask him for a reward, not for fame or fortune, but simply to have him do chores. It was truly a rare occurrence.

At this moment, Ji Qingwu waved a small shovel at him and said, "Your Majesty, these fallen plants still have roots that haven't broken off, so they can still be saved."

She even used the word "rescue" when looking at the herbs.

She never looked down on any life, not even plants.

Ji Qingwu squatted down among the colorful herbs, carefully and deftly digging out the roots with her small shovel, creating a new home for the herb and inviting it to stay.

Then he raised his head and looked directly at Emperor Wusu.

He stared blankly at her delicate face as she crouched among the green leaves, his eyes filled with unpredictable light.

He thought he should plant such a small herb in the Imperial Garden.

To prevent a situation like today, where someone has sabotaged it, he needs to transplant it as soon as possible.

However, before that, there are some tricky things that he needs to handle carefully.

Emperor Wusu was already making plans in his mind and did not respond to her gaze.

When Ji Qingwu's legs were sore from squatting, she couldn't help but call out, "Your Majesty."

His tone was full of resentment, and Emperor Wusu suddenly came to his senses, asking loudly, "Hmm? What's wrong?"

Ji Qingwu didn't want to talk, so he made a watering motion with his hand.

Emperor Wusu then walked over, holding the bronze kettle in his large hand as if it were a child's toy, and the way he poured the water looked more like he was pouring wine.

The water trickled down in thin streams; it turned out she had made some modifications to the spout.

Seeing that he had started watering, Ji Qingwu continued doing his own thing.

She squatted down in front of the newly replanted herbs, muttering to herself.

"To have His Majesty the Emperor personally water you, you are a noble among grasses. You must grow well and produce seeds as soon as possible to repay me."

Having clearly heard what she was saying, Emperor Wusu couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

Why would you urge a medicinal herb to reproduce and repay its kindness?

Before Ji Qingwu could finish speaking, she continued, "Drink plenty of water every day, get some sunshine, and don't try to kill yourself all the time. Be strong."

The emperor's expression softened as he was given herbs to encourage him.

Ji Qingwu pointed seriously at the man next to her and said in a half-joking tone, "See? The man next to me is the emperor. He can exterminate your entire family. All your relatives from the same clan will be punished."

Emperor Wusu burst out laughing.

Ji Qingwu turned to look at him and said in a serious tone, "What is Your Majesty laughing at? These plants can also understand voices. If you praise them, their leaves will be exceptionally green and vibrant."

Emperor Wusu noticed her serious tone, so he stopped laughing and asked, "Awu just threatened it with my identity. Wouldn't it be dejected now?"

Ji Qingwu shook his head and said, "No, this one is very special. If you praise it too much, it will grow vigorously for several days and then become lazy and stop growing. So I need to keep an eye on it."

No matter how precious the herb, it is still just a small grass, and Emperor Wusu had never heard of such a plant.

However, one dared to speak out, and the other dared to believe it.

He followed Ji Qingwu's words and said, "Grow up well, and I will come to see you next time. If you don't grow up well, all the herbs in the yard will have to be buried with you."

Ji Qingwu looked at him with an approving gaze.

What she didn't say was that this plant was an invasive species, which she had redeemed using a lot of points in the system.

As for its effects, they are extremely unique, but she has not used them since she arrived, and she hopes that she will never have to use them.

As Ji Qingwu looked at His Majesty the Emperor's handsome face and his dashing figure as he watered the plants, he suddenly noticed that the bronze kettle was still sprinkling water.

She quickly pressed down on the emperor's hand: "Your Majesty, it's about to drown, there's no need to water it."

Emperor Wusu paid no attention to whether the bronze kettle was sprinkling water or not. His mind was already wandering, and while watering the flowers and plants, he kept looking at the person next to him.

Ji Qingwu applied bright red lipstick, making her teeth appear even more like pearls, and if you got close, you could smell a sweet fragrance of nectar.

"No need to water it anymore?" he asked to confirm.

Ji Qingwu nodded, agreeing to let her do the job as well, while the lazy emperor could just watch from the sidelines.

Emperor Wusu decisively put down the bronze pot.

In the end, after all that work, he only watered this one herb.

But there's more than just one.

Lanzhi went to Qiao's Anju Garden, briefly explained what had happened that day, and returned to find her young mistress staring at the herbs in front of her, her face flushed.

Lanzhi remembered exactly what kind of makeup she wore; the Fifth Miss hadn't worn such bright red rouge.

Moreover, Ji Qingwu's bright red lipstick was gone, revealing her original lip color, which was full and tender like a ripe pink peach.

Lanzhi looked to the side again and exclaimed in alarm, "Fifth Miss, have bandits come to our courtyard?"

Ji Qingwu, who had transformed into a mimosa plant, nodded and then shook his head.

After she and Lanzhi tidied up the mess in the courtyard, she changed into clean clothes and went to find Madam Qiao.

She planned to give Mrs. Qiao a detailed recount of what had happened that day, and also hoped to hear Mrs. Qiao praise her a few times.

Just as Madam Qiao finished organizing the accounts and had the steward distribute the allowances to each courtyard, she leaned on her head and had Chunhua massage her temples.

When Ji Qingwu entered the room, he saw that she looked extremely troubled.

Forgetting about her own affairs, she hurriedly asked, "Mother, what happened? I rarely see you so anxious."

Mr. Qiao did not want to tell anyone about this matter and planned to find a solution on his own.

But now, with her eldest daughter Qingrong already married and pregnant, this matter cannot be mentioned at all.

Ji Changlin was away on a diplomatic mission in Southern Chu and couldn't help. Besides, the correspondence took too long and involved too much discussion, which only increased his worries.

Looking at her youngest daughter, Qiao, Xiao Wu, was quick-witted and immediately noticed something was wrong with her.

Qiao had already heard from Lanzhi how brilliantly Xiao Wu had executed her plan when she refused the marriage proposal today.

Ji Qingwu feigned anger and said, "Mother, tell me quickly. You've been hiding things from me. You said before that I didn't trust you, but now it seems that you haven't been open with me."

As she finished speaking, her expression seemed to show a hint of sadness.

Madam Qiao sighed and said, "How could your mother treat you like an outsider?" Then she frowned and said, "It's all because of your father."

Ji Qingwu has not seen her biological father since returning home.

I've only heard about it from Mrs. Qiao and her siblings.

Ji Bolian was serving as an official away from home, and the family relied entirely on Qiao Shi for support. What could have happened to make Qiao Shi so worried?