Chapter 38 First, let's settle this marriage.

Ji Qingwu went through the whole performance in his mind, and his eyes suddenly widened.

If she guessed correctly...

It should be said that she glanced at Li Chengxun a few times during the palace banquet.

So what? When you encounter beautiful scenery you've never seen before, who can resist looking at it?

Ji Qingwu guessed that Emperor Wusu's thoughts were probably driven by his competitive nature as a man. Just as women would compare their beauty, men would probably do the same.

Therefore, Ji Qingwu said fairly, "This humble woman not only looked at Young Master Li, but also at Your Majesty."

Emperor Wusu raised an eyebrow: "When did you see it?"

This time, Ji Qingwu began to stammer. Every time she shot an arrow, she would turn around to look for his gaze. If she missed, she wanted to feel at ease; if she hit, she wanted to share her joy.

In matters of archery, she indeed held Emperor Wusu in high esteem.

But saying it out loud at this moment would make her seem like she had ulterior motives.

Ji Qingwu stammered, "Well, when I was shooting arrows, I watched, I watched even more often and for a longer time."

The man, who had just looked displeased, now looked more relaxed and asked with a hint of mockery, "Have you seen enough? Don't want to look anymore?"

"That's enough, I'm not watching anymore."

Ji Qingwu shook his head, and seeing that the handsome face seemed to darken, he quickly said, "I'll look at it next time."

Emperor Wusu leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between them.

His thick, broad shoulders created an even greater sense of oppression, blocking most of the light.

"You're in such a hurry to leave now? Don't you have any questions for me?"

Ji Qingwu's heart tightened; how could this person seem to see through her thoughts?

She did have a question she wanted to ask, such as how the emperor knew she was a good archer, but she dared not ask, and was afraid of getting the answer from him.

So she shook her head.

But then a clear, melodious voice rang out, "I have something to ask you."

Ji Qingwu's heart jumped again.

"When you were in Southern Chu, you opened a clinic. What did you treat?"

She honestly replied, "Infertility, regardless of gender." She added, "It's also not limited to any particular species; cats and dogs can be treated too."

She suddenly realized that the emperor might want her to treat his hidden ailment!

After all these years, no princes or princesses have been born in the harem.

This is difficult. Although he is an emperor, he is destined to have no heir. She transmigrated here precisely to help him continue his lineage.

She couldn't cure this hidden ailment.

No, it's not that it's incurable.

However... his offspring can only be born to her; other concubines will absolutely not be able to conceive.

Ji Qingwu said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, you..."

Seeing her hesitant expression, Emperor Wusu knew she had misunderstood and said directly, "Go to the Princess's residence and take your elder sister's pulse."

It turned out that Emperor Wusu appeared at the gate of the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence late at night to talk to her about this matter.

The eldest sister was just diagnosed with pregnancy, and the news has already reached the emperor's ears? It seems my medical skills have been recognized.

The emperor made a special trip to see Princess Huachang; he really values ​​her highly.

Princess Zhao Tianhua, whose title is Huachang, is the emperor's elder sister. She has been married to her husband for six years. Rumors say that the couple treat each other with respect and have a harmonious relationship, but they have no children.

Ji Qingwu's doubts were dispelled, and she obediently nodded.

"Okay, I'll go first thing tomorrow morning."

"Go again in three days."

Ji Qingwu looked up at him in surprise and asked, "Why wait three days?" Wasn't he in a hurry to wait for her so late?

Emperor Wusu said coldly, "Why are there so many questions? If I say three days from now, then it's three days from now."

However, three days later she made an appointment with Li Chengxun to visit Hanshan Temple together.

Ji Qingwu looked at Emperor Wusu hesitantly, her eyes seemingly filled with tears, but this did not sway the man's decision in the slightest.

They were given a cold and firm order to leave.

"Get down."

There is absolutely no room for negotiation.

She bowed her head and quietly alighted from the carriage, only to see another carriage parked at the main gate of the Marquis's residence.

She rubbed her eyes. Had she just imagined it?

*

The next day.

Ji Qingwu went to Anju Garden and told Qiao about his trip to Princess Huachang's residence in three days.

But he didn't mention seeing the emperor last night, only saying that he sent someone to deliver the message.

"Mother, I have to break my promise to Young Master Li." Ji Qingwu asked, "Would it be appropriate for me to write him a letter explaining the reason?"

Qiao pondered, "What a coincidence, happening on the same day. But the matter of the Eldest Princess is more important."

“Since we can’t see her... why don’t you accompany your mother back to the Qiao family today? Your grandmother isn’t feeling well, so you two can talk to her in person.”

Ji Qingwu nodded: "That's fine too."

Upon arriving at the Qiao residence, the mother and daughter first went to Old Madam Qiao's room.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard the old lady laughing and scolding from inside.

"You little rascal, you come home just to make fun of this old lady."

Then a male voice was heard, jokingly saying, "Even if you're an old lady now, you're still as charming as ever. There are so many old men in Xitang who are always waiting to jump into the river to make you laugh again."

Grandma Qiao was so angry that she threw a cushion at him.

As Ji Qingwu and Qiao Shi entered, they were nearly hit by the falling object. She quickly stepped aside, raised her hand, and caught it.

"Ouch, that almost hit my heart!" Old Mrs. Qiao scolded the man in the dark blue robe a few more times.

She then called out, "Come here quickly and sit next to me. Little Wu, this frivolous man is your uncle."

Qiao Qiqi smiled and said, "Sister, Qingwu's skills are quite good."

Qiao complained, "Fourth brother, why are you teasing Mother again? She's so old, don't provoke her into violence. If she hurts her back again, you'll be in big trouble."

Qiao Qiqi touched his nose. He was so old, and he still had to be scolded in front of his niece. It was a bit embarrassing.

“Xiao Wu, you’ve come at the right time. Your uncle just came back from Xianyang. He also went to Li Chengxun’s hometown to inquire. He’s an honest and upright family.”

Grandma Qiao took Ji Qingwu's hand and said, "Although our family's wealth is not as great as that of the nobles in the capital, a man's future depends on his own efforts. Your maternal grandfather and uncle both think that this person has great potential."

The old man spoke earnestly, and Ji Qingwu nodded in agreement.

"If you also like it, let's arrange this marriage before the palace examination."

Why did it suddenly fast forward to the engagement scene?!

Ji Qingwu murmured, "This is a bit too hasty..."

"Silly girl, once you pass the imperial examination and become the top scholar, there will be many families eyeing Li Chengxun. You might get snatched away by someone else."

But this matter should be based on mutual affection, and Ji Qingwu didn't want to be too hasty.

"Young Master Li, is he aware of this?"

Qiao Qiqi smiled and said, "He already agreed."

Ji Qingwu pinched his little finger and said, "Let me meet Young Master Li first."

The Hall of Diligent Governance at this very moment.

Since the last investigation of Ji Qingwu, Sanchuan was ordered by Emperor Wusu to be transferred to be a hidden guard specifically to keep an eye on her.

At this moment, Sanchuan was kneeling in the hall reporting.

"Your Majesty, Miss Ji has returned to her maternal grandparents' home today."

Emperor Wusu sat behind his desk, flipping through memorials, and looked up to ask, "Was it originally planned to return to the Qiao residence today?"

San Chuan said, "It was a last-minute decision."

Who from the Qiao family is there? Why are they so eager to go back?

Emperor Wusu managed a slight smile, a smile with curves, but lacking warmth.

Li Yuzong and Sanchuan both lowered their heads, thinking to themselves in unison that someone was probably going to suffer.