Chapter 276 Zhao Mingyan!!!

Ji Qingwu was acutely aware of this, but she was utterly helpless.

Emperor Wusu was seen with his head down and eyes lowered, his body trembling slightly, as if he was enduring pain.

Ji Qingwu frowned.

Had she really used too much force just now? Her heart began to ache.

Soon, Ji Qingwu realized that he was completely wrong, and terribly wrong.

When Emperor Wusu looked up again, his eyes were full of smiles.

Not only were his eyes laughing, but he also laughed out loud.

Even the wound on his chest burst open because of his laughter, oozing even more blood, and the bandage was completely stained red.

But there wasn't much joy or pleasure in that smile.

More than anything, it's madness.

Emperor Wusu did not care about the pain in his chest. Even if more blood flowed from the wound, he seemed to feel no pain.

He lowered his eyes, the corners of his eyes turning up in a faint curve, the dim candlelight blending into his face.

Looking down at the woman lying beneath him.

At this moment, he was like a predator born into a superior position. Being bitten by his prey and drawing blood did not deter him; instead, it made him, who had not known pain for a long time, even more excited.

The silent flames erupted completely.

He no longer needed to suppress his emotions and restrain himself.

Emperor Wusu clasped Ji Qingwu's two wrists together, raised them to the top of her head on the pillow, pinned them down with one hand, and held her waist with the other.

When our skin touched, his body temperature was burning hot.

Ji Qingwu sensed something was wrong and raised her slender leg to kick him, but he swiftly blocked it with his long arm, pulled her over, and pressed her to his side.

Her eyes reddened as she said, "Do you have to humiliate me like this?"

The door was still open, and someone might walk by at any moment and witness everything inside.

Emperor Wusu said in a hoarse voice, "It's not humiliation, it's affection."

A tear finally rolled down Ji Qingwu's reddened eyes. She sobbed softly, her delicate body trembling.

Why are you forcing me too?

As she spoke, she could no longer hold back, and the bitterness and sorrow of the past few days overflowed from the bottom of her heart, and more and more crystal tears welled up in her watery eyes.

Even when Wei Ting used Yuan Heng's affair to blackmail her into marrying him, Ji Qingwu was not this heartbroken.

"You're not like that at all, you're not..."

Seeing Ji Qingwu's pitiful appearance, crying uncontrollably, her long hair by her white ears was wet with tears.

Emperor Wusu's Adam's apple bobbed: "Did I force you?"

"If I had taken a hard line like Wei Ting did, you would have been by my side every night. Would I have given you the chance to marry someone else?"

"Awu, what exactly do you want? I've softened my heart for you time and time again, isn't that enough!"

The emperor was determined today, and even though Ji Qingwu was crying beneath him, he remained unmoved.

The lampshades inside the room were made of carnelian. At this time, the dew outside was even heavier, and the cold dew stained the carnelian.

Ji Qingwu's body submitted to him even before her will.

He suddenly moved, and her eyes widened in shock.

"Zhao Mingyan!"

She angrily retorted, "You bastard!"

The voice carried a sense of recklessness.

Emperor Wusu's body stiffened, as if he was caught off guard, his expression slightly stunned, and his eyebrows and eyes slightly raised.

He pursed his lips and asked, "What did you say?"

Emperor Wusu's eyes were unpredictable, the darkness in his pupils more profound than the night. Ji Qingwu met his gaze and guiltily turned his face away.

He lunged forward, and Ji Qingwu cried out in despair, "I'm calling you a bastard!!"

"The previous sentence."

The ink in his eyes grew even blacker and purer, the previous turbulent surging gone.

This was the first time Ji Qingwu had ever called the emperor by his given name.

She thought she couldn't remember his name, but just now, she called it out very smoothly.

It turns out that this name had been ingrained in her heart for a long time.

When she discovered that the character she was trying to woo was wrong, she waited at the gate of the military camp, wanting to call his name, but her face was covered in dust by the merciless iron hooves.

Seeing her with red eyes, staring at the wall beside the bed, I wondered what she was thinking.

He patted her waist: "Speak, say it again."

Ji Qingwu opened and closed her lips a few times, but found that she couldn't bring herself to call his name again.

Her eyes gleamed as she bargained, "If I call it one more time, will Your Majesty spare me today?"

Emperor Wusu said, "Why should I agree to your conditions? Calling me by my name is an act of insubordination, and I'm supposed to let you off the hook again?"

"If it pleases me, who knows..."

"Maybe they'll let me go?"

Ji Qingwu looked at him hesitantly, having spent a long time mentally preparing for the only chance to save herself.

After a while, Emperor Wusu lost his patience and pressed down on him with his thick body. Ji Qingwu quickly reached out to support his chest.

Previously, her cheeks were flushed pink from anger, but now they are blushing, like bright red fruits in midsummer.

Her voice was thin and weak.

"Zhao...Zhao...Mingyan".

"Calling me by my full name is disrespectful." The gloom in Emperor Wusu's eyes dissipated, revealing a radiant moonlight.

"Just two characters."

Ji Qingwu felt as if his tongue was tied in knots, and he couldn't utter a sound no matter what he tried. He was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat.

The night was deep and still, and the glass lamps were shrouded in cold air, forming a misty fog.

Under his intense gaze, Ji Qingwu could no longer hold back, and her rosy lips uttered a sound more melodious than a nightingale's song.

"Mingyan."

After Ji Qingwu finished speaking, all the blood in his body rushed to his face.

She didn't know where she got the strength, but she pushed Emperor Wusu away and buried her face in the soft bedding.

The crescent moon was obscured by clouds outside, but the brocade quilt inside could not conceal her.

Zhao Mingyan's gaze softened, like the sea slowly spreading under the sunlight.

A slight smile curved her lips, and the light in her eyes was like stars, enveloping her entirely.

Ji Qingwu felt that he couldn't just focus on the head and ignore the tail; that wouldn't be right.

She tried to pull the quilt open to wrap herself up, but she couldn't budge it. Looking over, she saw that he was holding onto one corner of the quilt.

Ji Qingwu gritted her teeth and said, "Didn't you say... you'd let me go if I screamed?"

Zhao Mingyan looked down at her: "When did I say that?"

Ji Qingwu automatically jumped into the trap set by the man in front of her, and she was pulled down to his body along with the blanket.

She closed her eyes tightly: "You big jerk!"

Before she could feel the expected pain, she heard a man's deep breathing.

it's over?

Ji Qingwu quietly raised his eyes and saw that Emperor Wusu's face turned pale instantly, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

He coughed softly, and dark red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Something's happened!

Ji Qingwu quickly sat up, took his hand, and reached up to his wrist.

This pulse...

Ji Qingwu looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt for several times, and then carefully examined him several more times.

She frowned and asked, "Did Your Majesty take any medicine before coming here?"

Zhao Mingyan nodded and sat quietly, regulating his breathing.

Looking at the blood-stained bandage on his chest and the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, his body was in such a terrible state, how could he have been thinking of doing something reckless before coming here?

Ji Qingwu's face flushed red as he said, "That medicine can't be taken indiscriminately."