Chapter 287 How Long Must I Wait? Unleashing the Killer Move

Ji Qingwu chose to stay.

Having agreed to Lexi's request, she was already prepared for what would happen next.

Ji Qingwu exchanged a glance with the person on the throne, and then walked forward with great momentum.

His eyes held no shyness, but rather a heroic spirit of sacrificing himself for his country.

Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows and opened his lips as if to speak.

Suddenly, a fair, delicate hand slammed onto the large table in front of him. The sound wasn't loud, but the force was considerable, causing tea to splash from the spout of the teapot beside him.

A lot of water stains were shaken out on the shiny tabletop.

This shocked the emperor so much that he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Ji Qingwu was emotionally unstable and lost control of her strength. Her intention was to give him a light tap to bolster her courage. She leaned down, her clear, watery eyes staring straight at him.

Zhao Mingyan couldn't help but raise his arm to touch her face, his calloused fingertips just brushing against her skin.

"Are you really sure?" The voice was hoarse, yet incredibly gentle.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Qingwu straightened up.

The distance between him and Emperor Wusu was neither too close nor too distant.

He called out softly, "Awu."

His tone was tinged with helplessness; he was on the verge of madness, and if she wanted to leave, he would not let her go.

Ji Qingwu never considered backing down. Things had come to this point, and the emperor's health was partly her fault.

Lexi told her how to relieve the pain.

Zhao Mingyan tried to stand up, but Ji Qingwu pressed him down onto his broad, thick shoulders.

"Ah Wu, how long must I wait?"

Ji Qingwu's hand moved from his shoulder to his right cheek, into his dark, inky eyes.

She bent her supple waist again and whispered in his ear, "Go to bed and wait for me."

Rulan's breath brushed against his earlobe.

Zhao Mingyan's chest heaved more rapidly.

After saying that, Ji Qingwu drifted away like a soft cloud to the bathing pool in the side hall.

A mist rises from the pool.

Water has been prepared, and all the palace servants serving in the hall have been driven out by Li Yuzong.

Ji Qingwu stepped into the warm hot spring and immersed herself in the water, her face flushed and her heart pounding.

Joyful methods...

Ji Qingwu felt that he wasn't that stupid.

But to be honest, the wounds on Emperor Wusu's body were not inflicted by her, nor did she mention anything about the Breath-Avoiding Pill to him.

She slaughtered all her beloved rare herbs in the yard for this.

Only she knew best what kind of agonizing days she had spent under the scorching sun.

Ji Qingwu also harbored a wicked thought: to roast his body as well.

At best, she meant well but did something wrong.

But now that she has agreed, she will still help him solve the problem, as for the solution...

Ji Qingwu emerged from the hot spring, her black hair dampened by the hot water. In the blink of an eye, strings of glistening water droplets slid down her eyelashes, and she wiped the water from her face.

"Peanuts, peanuts, peanuts..."

The system responded very quickly this time.

[Dear host, I'm here! Why did it take you so long to remember me? I've been waiting for you for so long!]

The tone of voice was no longer cold, but rather a mechanical sound with a strained throat.

Ji Qingwu said, "I'm a little unaccustomed to your suddenly excellent service."

[Dear host, if you like...]

Ji Qingwu said bluntly, "I don't like it. It makes my stomach upset."

A buzzing sound of electricity filled the air, and the system's tone returned to normal.

Okay, here's how to restore your previous voice pack.

Today, however, he responded to Ji Qingwu's request immediately.

Before she could speak, the system's voice sounded again in the AI.

[Dear host, are you worried about the physical abnormalities of your target?]

Ji Qingwu frowned and said, "Were you listening to me? You even shamelessly eavesdropped on my thoughts."

Before she could even explain her purpose, Peanut had already learned to answer first.

Dear host, this is just intelligent monitoring and has no intention of infringing on your privacy.

Ji Qingwu leaned back against the white jade edge of the bathtub, her exposed shoulders and back even more delicate and lustrous than the jade itself.

She asked, "Now that you know, do you have a solution?"

Yes, the system store has added a new, top-quality, and comprehensive guide to bedroom arts, available for your selection.

For some reason, the system's mechanical voice sounded somewhat cheerful.

Ji Qingwu had reason to suspect that this secret technique was either a slow-selling product or a scam that required a large amount of points.

"Don't you have any other options? You can only rely on that, that... what?"

As she spoke, her tongue began to tumble and her face flushed red.

The system's answer was more straightforward, directly cutting off her escape route.

[Host, according to the test, there is only one way: intercourse.]

Ji Qingwu was completely heartbroken.

She was overconfident and thought the system could solve the problem.

Lexi's words about how a slight mishap could lead to her body exploding and dying filled her with dread.

Ji Qingwu said, feeling annoyed, "I understand. I don't need you anymore. You can leave."

However, the system is very proactive today, still actively working in the AI, unwilling to leave.

[Dear host, although your mission has been completed, you can still restart it.]

Ji Qingwu slipped and almost fell into the water.

He exclaimed in astonishment, "What restart? Am I crazy or are you crazy? Do we have to go through everything again?"

[Host, you have completed the childbirth mission. You may choose to accept a new mission.]

Ji Qingwu covered her small face with her hands and rubbed her cheeks.

Extremely annoyed, she said, "Don't come here and cause trouble. I'm not in the mood to think about this."

The current situation is no different from when I forced myself on her back then.

The system continued its lobbying efforts without giving up.

[Are you sure you don't want to hear about this new task? Because you are Peanut's first host, it's being prioritized for you.]

Ji Qingwu opened a gap between his fingers, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"What mission? What are the benefits for me?"

Changing one's appearance, lifespan, or wealth—Ji Qingwu had no interest in any of these.

She traded her health for childbirth, and although her life is full of minor ups and downs, she is generally satisfied.

The objective is that every time you have close contact with your target, you'll receive a boost to your nation's fortune.

Ji Qingwu's mind went blank for a moment. What was this thing?

The system provided a detailed explanation of the mission.

[After the Northern Li Kingdom's fortune is boosted, it can be protected from natural disasters and avoid man-made calamities to varying degrees.]

Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered.

She was willing to believe in Emperor Wusu's strategy; this assassination attempt had completely outmaneuvered everyone. He was adept at imperial politics.

It's more appropriate for a nation to earn its own destiny through its own efforts.

The succeeding imperial heirs, who are also the host's children, will then enjoy a peaceful and prosperous era.

Yuan Heng and Qiu Qiu are indeed the two weakest points in Ji Qingwu's life.

Her fingers tightened involuntarily; a mother always wants her children to experience less hardship.

The system sensed the host's wavering mentality and pulled out its trump card.