Chapter 63 Ah Wu, do you like it?

Ji Qingwu touched it curiously, and the red lotus became even more translucent.

From silence to vibrancy, it has become increasingly hot and radiant.

She looked at these changes in surprise.

Her watery eyes reflected the color of crimson jade as she said radiantly, "Your Majesty, look, look!"

Emperor Wusu was not surprised.

He tightened his long arm around her, as if holding a lost treasure that had been found again.

He rested his chin gently on her shoulder and said softly, "Awu, I saw it."

Ji Qingwu felt an itch on the side of her neck. When she turned around, she met a pair of dark, unfathomable eyes that seemed to devour everything.

She knew something was wrong with that look in his eyes.

She instinctively pushed his arm away, trying to get away, but trapped in his broad and sturdy embrace, where could she possibly escape to?

His hand slowly moved from her waist to her neck.

Emperor Wusu gently brushed the stray hairs from her face behind her ears, and lightly stroked her sensitive ear.

Ji Qingwu's ears turned red as she said, "Your Majesty's gift of thanks is far too precious; I cannot accept it."

However, whether she can afford it or not is not something she can decide.

Upon hearing her words of retreat, Emperor Wusu lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting shadows.

He only asked, "Does Awu like it?"

Ji Qingwu suddenly had the illusion that if she said she didn't like it, her fragile neck would be broken.

This string of jade stones is not only a rare treasure, but it also seems to be exceptionally compatible with her constitution.

She nodded slightly.

But this answer clearly did not satisfy the emperor.

He stared at her lips, his voice cold and hard: "Say what you like."

Ji Qingwu felt that the word "like" was too hot to say, and he just couldn't bring himself to say it.

Emperor Wusu suddenly picked her up and placed her on the large desk in front of him.

She was able to look him in the eye.

He lowered his voice and said, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Ji Qingwu's heart trembled, and just as she was about to speak, a gasp escaped her lips.

After a dizzying spin.

Emperor Wusu pressed her down, pinning her beneath a pile of memorials, some of which had already been knocked to the ground.

Ji Qingwu gripped his upper arm tightly and said in a flustered voice, "I like it."

He scrutinized her from head to toe and said in a deep voice, "You speak hesitantly. I believe your heart is not sincere."

She spoke up, but he wasn't satisfied. What exactly did she want?

Ji Qingwu knew that His Majesty the Emperor wouldn't change his mind so easily. His previous gentleness and humility were all an act. He even kindly gave her a thank-you gift, and she was easily deceived.

As that handsome face drew closer and closer, Ji Qingwu used her hands to support herself against his firm chest.

"Then, then, may I repeat it a few more times? Diligence can make up for lack of talent."

"It's too late."

In an instant, Ji Qingwu seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move or even blink.

The man's breath brushed against her delicate neck, accompanied by the incredibly suggestive sound of water.

A mixture of stinging, itching, and numbness came from my ears.

He is...

He bit her ear as punishment.

Her white, jade-like earlobes suddenly turned as red as the jade on her wrist.

My ears, neck, and half of my face were all numb and burning.

What's even more terrifying is that she can hear the other person's deep, hoarse breathing clearly, every sound reaching her ears.

Ji Qingwu stared unfocusedly at the ceiling of the hall.

A ferocious, roaring dragon is coiled around the wooden beams, with a precious pearl hanging from its mouth.

A dragon was also pressing down on her, biting her earlobe.

In the Hall of Diligent Governance, where court officials paid homage, on a desk filled with imperial edicts and memorials, in such a solemn and dignified place, the two men's postures were so unrestrained.

This close-up position allows you to feel the changes in the other person's body without reservation.

Ji Qingwu's eyes widened in shock; she finally realized a fact.

Even the most cold-hearted emperor is still a normal man with emotions and desires.

But is a physical reaction love?

No, it's desire.

His oral decree granted her permission to marry freely outside the palace, and she could request an imperial decree to grant her marriage at any time.

The key point is the phrase "outside the palace," which is a warning to her not to have the foolish idea of ​​entering the palace to become a concubine.

But the emperor told her to forget about it. Did he not want her to marry freely anymore? Or had he changed his mind and wanted her to enter the palace?

She didn't know why Emperor Wusu changed his mind.

But she was certain that if she didn't push him away, she would really be trapped in the palace.

Ji Qingwu began to struggle and twist, pushing him forcefully. He finally raised his head, but instead of letting go of her, he grabbed her wrists tightly, lifted them above his head, and pressed them against the outside of the desk.

"If you move again, I cannot guarantee..."

What guarantee?! He's even planning to go back on his word.

When Ji Qingwu got impatient, he didn't care about anything else, whether it was the emperor or the Jade Emperor, and kicked him.

I don't know where the kick landed, but I heard a muffled groan.

Although she was quite strong, trying to match Emperor Wusu's strength and stamina was like a mayfly trying to shake a giant tree.

Emperor Wusu easily restrained her legs with his knees.

With her hands and feet at the mercy of others, Ji Qingwu still had her mouth to speak. She said indignantly, "Does Your Majesty really enjoy forcing people to do things against their will?"

She was unwilling to be forced to do something against her will.

This realization successfully caused the emotions in Emperor Wusu's eyes to gradually fade until the flame was completely extinguished.

His sharp eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, and his tone carried an indescribable meaning.

"To make things difficult for someone? Miss Ji is far more adept at that."

Ji Qingwu bit her lip, but she couldn't refute it.

She turned her head, pressed her cheek against the cold desk, frowned, and closed her eyes.

Emperor Wusu silently stepped back, his whole body tense as he walked out of the hall.

*

Ji Qingwu returned home like a wandering soul.

It wasn't until I saw the little girl that my mind returned to peace.

Qiuqiu threw a huge tantrum because it was a palace eunuch who brought her home, and she didn't even get to see her mother.

The little girl pouted and said, "Mother, you broke your promise. You didn't come to pick me up, so our pinky promise is invalid."

Ji Qingwu also felt wronged, and she pouted.

"I swear to God, I came, but something came up along the way and I was delayed."

Chiu Chiu didn't believe it, her lips pouting so much they could hang an oil bottle, and asked, "Who is more important than your precious little darling?"

Ji Qingwu said resentfully, "That person is not important at all! He can't compare to my darling at all." He would bully her whenever he had the chance.

"Then Mother should stay away from him from now on."

Ji Qingwu nodded with deep understanding: "Okay."

Then she remembered something: "But I heard today that you were punished by the teacher to copy texts?"

"Who said that? I just... I just love studying, so I did my homework a little longer before leaving school." The little girl climbed onto the bed and ran to the innermost side.

Ji Qingwu tilted her head and said with a look of satisfaction, "My little chick is so diligent, so amazing! So how many ducks did you draw in total?"

"Thirty-five. I could have drawn five more, but it's all because..." The little girl covered her mouth, her black grape-like eyes darting around.

Ji Qingwu thought for a moment and said, "If Qiuqiu likes drawing, then she can go to drawing class. If she doesn't like calligraphy, then forget it."

The little girl asked excitedly, "Really?"

“Really, if Qiuqiu doesn’t mind being laughed at for her ugly handwriting when she writes letters in the future, then of course she can.”

The little girl has already developed an awareness of beauty and can't stand the word "ugly".

Even if the handwriting is ugly, it's not acceptable.

Chiu Chiu twisted her fingers, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Mother, I will study calligraphy class diligently, and I want to learn painting class too."

Children get sleepy very quickly; one second they're talking, and the next they're fast asleep.

Ji Qingwu covered her with the thin blanket and then lay down on the bed himself.

She hissed.

My back hurts so much.