Chapter 407 The Princess from the Cold Palace Who Was Sent to the Throne (18)
He Liming thought about it carefully. He didn't have such a strong obsession with the throne. He just wanted revenge.
He was full of hatred towards the Ning Dynasty, but this hatred was not directed at Qingwu.
If Qingwu could become the king of Daning, then he would only need to stay by Qingwu's side to truly own this dynasty.
Moreover, this way, he would have the opportunity to redress the injustice done to his family.
More importantly, in this world, only the emperor is the most noble existence, and only such an identity can match Qingwu.
Therefore, He Liming willingly gave up the throne to Qing Wu, and he himself would protect Qing Wu wholeheartedly and stay with her forever.
After figuring it out, He Liming's originally tense body gradually relaxed, and his posture became much more relaxed.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the books left behind by Wen Xingzhi's teaching and asked casually, seemingly nonchalantly.
"How's your learning today, Awu?" He Liming's fingertips stroked the rope around the sword at his waist. As he tucked Qingwu's scattered hair behind her ear, he deliberately slowed his voice. "Wen Xingzhi... What nonsense was he just talking about?"
The ending of his tone trembled slightly, as if he was revealing his concern unintentionally, but when he mentioned the name "Wen Xingzhi", there was a subtle sharpness hidden in his voice.
A hint of doubt flashed across Qingwu's eyes. She blinked, and her gentle voice carried a hint of confusion: "Awu isn't quite sure either. Today, the Prime Minister only gave me a general overview of the officialdom. Awu really doesn't understand what he meant by his last sentence."
Qingwu's tone revealed her dependence and trust in He Liming.
The beauty's attitude of dependence and trust was so touching that He Liming felt relieved.
Sure enough, Wen Xingzhi was just being mysterious and trying to be clever.
This person is very meticulous, and his mind is full of twists and turns, like a winding river. No one can guess what he is thinking.
However, if we want to discuss the situation in the court, Wen Xingzhi is indeed the one who knows the most.
After all, the Jinyiwei led by He Liming were more of a knife in the hands of the emperor, handling some unknown private matters.
If you ask him about the secrets of the ministers in each house, he knows them all.
But when it comes to political insights and grasp of the court situation, Wen Xingzhi is indeed better.
but......
However, Qingwu is so smart that after she learns everything from Wen Xingzhi, He Liming will ruthlessly get rid of Wen Xingzhi.
Although He Liming also didn't think Wen Xingzhi would teach Qingwu sincerely.
But there is always a way.
Even if it was just a pretext, as long as the civil and military officials knew that Qingwu had learned it, they would have no reason to stop Qingwu from ascending the throne in the future.
But learning...
It is easy to learn literary knowledge today, but I still have to learn martial arts tomorrow.
He Liming is a martial artist himself and knows how hard it is for beginners.
How could Qingwu's delicate skin bear it?
At this point, He Liming couldn't help but say to Qingwu with a worried look on his face, "Awu, tomorrow...if you feel even slightly uncomfortable, we won't be able to learn."
Chi Yunjian has very strict requirements for martial arts and is deeply obsessed with it.
But according to He Liming's idea.
Having another king who is proficient in martial arts is not a good thing for a traitor like Chi Yunjian.
So if he were Chi Yunjian, he would definitely not teach Qingwu seriously.
But there is no guarantee that Chi Yunjian, a brainless man, has unique thinking.
Thinking of this, He Liming's eyes were filled with worry and resentment.
He gritted his teeth and cursed Wen Xingzhi and Chi Yunjian in his heart. If they hadn't insisted on meddling in other people's business, things wouldn't have developed to this point.
In front of all the civil and military officials, since Qingwu has decided to become the new emperor, she has to learn.
Wen Xingzhi was responsible for teaching Qing Wu the art of checks and balances, while Chi Yunjian was responsible for teaching her the ways of the battlefield.
but......
Nothing is more important than Qingwu.
"Tomorrow at 11:00 AM, I will personally take you to the martial arts arena."
He Liming took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm. He looked at Qingwu and spoke solemnly.
He will go and warn Chi Yunjian personally.
Qingwu has just started learning martial arts, and even if Chi Yunjian wanted to teach her, he couldn't teach her much substantial knowledge.
Qingwu's gaze fell quietly on He Liming, and her posture seemed somewhat attached.
At this moment, she was kneeling on a soft cushion, wearing a moon-white skirt, the hem of which fell like a waterfall, as if blending with her hair.
There was a faint scent of jasmine in her hair, intertwined with the fragrance of agarwood in the warm tent, which made He Liming's throat tighten.
When she looked up, her eyes were like water, with a faint red at the end of her eyes, and her eyelashes were wet with water, like a butterfly wet by the rain: "Master He is so good to Awu."
The voice was as light as a feather, but it pierced his heart.
He Liming's Adam's apple rolled involuntarily. He looked at Qingwu in front of him and felt his heart melt.
certainly.
Because Qingwu is his light.
It was the light he saw at a glance after so many years in the darkness.
He will never let go.
He Liming undid Qingwu's hair.
The beauty's eyes were pure, as if she didn't understand the meaning of He Liming's actions.
This is a complete trust.
Qingwu doesn't understand anything, but she is so well-behaved and obedient.
Lord He, who was known for his cruel methods, rarely felt a trace of guilt.
But soon, the guilt was replaced by satisfaction.
He Liming could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart, and he suddenly hugged Qingwu tightly in his arms.
The late emperor may not have done anything good in his life, but the only thing he had was such a kind daughter.
And He Liming will slowly teach Qing Wu everything...
The night wind outside the window rolled up the dead leaves, and the sound of them knocking on the window lattice mixed with the ambiguous atmosphere in the tent, immersing this night into the thickest ink.
The next morning, before the morning mist had dissipated, the bronze bells of Longming Palace rang crisply and delicately in the draft.
He Liming held the gilded hand warmer in his hand, watching Qing Wu in the bronze mirror as she slowly and methodically fastened her bra. The bandages embroidered with dark patterns flattened the girl's originally curvaceous figure, and a secret pang of heartache welled up in his heart. "No need to rush."
He Liming ignored Chi Yunjian's repeated urging and waited slowly for Qingwu to finish washing up before taking her to the martial arts field.
At three quarters past the hour of Mao, Qingwu finally stepped out of the palace gate wearing soft satin boots.
At this time, the sky was already turning pale.
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