Chapter 101 "What should I do if it hurts? Are you responsible?"
After a while of dizziness, she was abducted to another horse.
This horse is taller and stronger, a rare fine horse. Its body is as black as ink, and its four hooves are as white as snow. When it runs, it is like a gust of wind passing through the mountains and forests.
The horse rider's moves were swift and fierce, and her soft belly was bound tightly by his iron arms.
Even with one more person, the tall horse ran at the same speed as fast as lightning.
It was so fast that Ji Qingwu even forgot to struggle.
Because she was pulled onto the horse by force, she was now sitting sideways on the horse, which not only hurt her buttocks but also made her sit unstable.
She was afraid of being thrown off the horse, so she subconsciously hugged the man's strong arms.
She looked up at his face, which was cold as ice and his expression was as tense as a snow mountain that was about to collapse at any moment.
Emperor Wu Su spurred his horse and whipped it. The sound of horse hooves was loud and clear, and the speed increased a lot instantly.
Ji Qingwu's heartbeat physiologically accelerated, and it seemed like it was going to jump out of her throat. It was even more frightening to her than the horse jumping and cliff falling before.
Not only was she suffering mentally, but she also felt pain on her face from the whistling cold wind.
She wanted to hide backwards, but the man's strong body behind her was as hard as a wall.
She could only turn her face away from the wind, but she was afraid of being thrown off by the galloping horse, so she put her arms around his waist and held him tightly as if he were a life-saving straw.
Her hair was messy due to the wind, and Ji Qingwu wanted to bury her face in his chest.
But the tender skin felt even more painful when it rubbed against the thin silver armor.
The tip of my buttocks was also hurting, and I felt uncomfortable all over.
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but groan in pain a few times.
Hearing the faint cry from beneath him, Emperor Wu Su lowered his eyes to look at her.
Seeing her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling, her shoulders hunched, and her pitiful appearance of leaning into his arms out of fear.
He finally showed mercy and lifted her waist with one arm, changing her into a straddle position. Only then did Ji Qingwu feel better.
She wanted to ask him to slow down, "Your Majesty..."
But as soon as he opened his lips, not only was the sound of his plea for mercy blown away by the wind, but his stomach was also filled with wind.
Ji Qingwu could only curl himself up into a small ball, leaning in his arms, trying to adapt to this almost crazy speed.
The horse was very familiar with this forest farm. It galloped with great vigor and ambition, as if it wanted to break through the dark sky in the distance.
At first, Ji Qingwu felt anxious and short of breath. He could not adapt to this kind of rapid march and felt like he was about to die on the horse.
But after half an incense stick of time.
The horse galloped through the deep forest that blocked out the sun, and suddenly a flat field appeared before its eyes.
The blue sky is being gradually swallowed up by the night, and now a faint crescent moon and scattered stars can be seen in the distance.
Ji Qingwu's body rose and fell as the horse grasped the ground and leaped, and he seemed as happy as a galloping horse.
With her back against Emperor Wu Su's warm and reliable chest, she did not feel cold, nor was she worried about falling.
The horse galloped without slowing down, still light and powerful.
Ji Qingwu's face flushed, his eyes widened with excitement as he looked at the red bonfire rising not far away.
She didn't know where this place was. It was not a hunting camp, but there were several large tents set up and guards in black armor patrolling. It seemed like some private place.
Emperor Wu Su tightened the reins on his wrist, slowing down the horse's galloping momentum.
But he did not run towards the big tent in front, and slowly stopped a few hundred meters away.
He loosened the reins and let the horse wander.
Ji Qingwu, who was sitting in front of Emperor Wu Su and between the reins, did not control the horse, but was also exhausted and out of breath, mainly because of his excitement.
She had never ridden a horse at such a speed before. It had exceeded her physical limits and made her completely forget the thrilling events that had taken place in the forest.
Now I just feel my breathing is smooth and every pore in my body is open.
It’s great that she is alive and can still feel the vitality of this world.
In the future, when I think of this night again, I will probably only be able to recall the pleasure of galloping and the peace of mind I felt at that moment.
Ji Qingwu completely relaxed. She lowered her eyes and saw the man's big hands with distinct joints holding the reins.
She was moved. She wondered if Emperor Wu Su had not left after dealing with Princess Qingyun. Had he been waiting for her in the woods?
Taking her for a horse ride was also to help her release her repressed emotions.
Ji Qingwu raised her head eagerly, wanting to see the expression on the handsome face of the person behind her, to see if he was as happy as she was.
However, she moved too hastily and bumped into Emperor Wu Su's hard jawbone.
The collision made quite a loud noise.
Ji Qingwu's head hurt from the collision. She rubbed her head with her hand, not knowing how badly his chin was hurt.
After a while, Emperor Wu Su's voice came from above her head, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Your head is the hardest part of your body."
He didn't say the latter sentence, but his heart, which should have been hard, was extremely soft.
This seemingly delicate and weak woman, when faced with a difficult situation that others would be afraid to retreat, she insisted on charging forward, showing a kind of chivalrous and courageous spirit.
Was he going to accuse her of being soft-hearted?
Emperor Wu Su thought that he could not and should not do so.
The person she saved at the risk of her own life was his younger sister. Qingyun was ungrateful and if he continued to blame her, it would only make her feel wronged and heartbroken.
He could only suppress his temper and force her to ride the horse together, all in order to relieve the depression in his heart.
If you have a feeling that something is going to become a mental demon, you must break it before it leaves a deep impression.
He watched her expression change from fear to adaptation and then to enjoyment.
He was also pleased by the joy that appeared on her face, as if just looking at her like this could dispel his inner demons.
Judging from the emperor's tone, there seemed to be a hint of displeasure, so Ji Qingwu chose to stay in his arms quietly and not move.
But after a while, she twisted uneasily and asked softly, "Your Majesty, is it hurt?"
Anyway, her head no longer hurt, and she felt that she should also care about his situation.
Emperor Wu Su laughed out of anger and snorted softly.
This woman must have forgotten that she was about to fall off the cliff, and she even had time to care whether he was hurt or not.
Emperor Wu Su lowered his eyes and stared at the top of her head, where there was a whorl. He had heard from the old people in the palace that people with more whorls were smarter, but it seemed that the rumor was not credible.
He pulled his lips sarcastically and said, "What if it hurts? Are you responsible?"
Ji Qingwu looked back in surprise. Even Emperor Wu Su, a man with a body of steel, said it hurt, so it seemed that he was hit hard by her.
Could it be that she really broke the Emperor's jaw? She wondered anxiously, would this be considered an offense to the Holy Chariot and damage to the dragon's body?
She quickly turned her body, raised her head, and looked carefully at his smooth chin. It looked fine, with no redness, swelling, or bruises.
When seeing a doctor, it is important to observe, listen, ask and palpate.
"Does it hurt?"
As Ji Qingwu asked, he reached out and touched his chin.
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