Chapter 135 The Emperor is Still Unhappy, but the Consequences Are Not Too Serious (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)
Ji Qingwu's heart skipped a beat when he was suddenly stared at by him.
She immediately stood at attention, changed her expression, and had a flattering smile on her face.
She said tenderly, "Your Majesty, you are awake."
Emperor Wu Su's voice was a little hoarse, with a barely perceptible hint of fatigue.
"Why did you take so long to come? Are you unwilling to come?"
You guessed it right.
Ji Qingwu trembled slightly when he heard this.
Then, she replied softly, "How dare I disobey your majesty's order? It's just that this place is quite far from the Cining Palace, and my feet are slow. I have kept your majesty waiting for so long. I hope your majesty will forgive me."
"Don't dare?"
Emperor Wu Su's words were full of joking and scrutiny: "I see you dare to do anything, you are very courageous."
Ji Qingwu fell silent, lowered his head guiltily, and looked at his toes, looking well-behaved and obedient.
Emperor Wu Su looked at her expression, placed the teacups in place, picked up the teapot from the stove beside him, poured a cup of tea, and moistened his throat.
"Tell me first what you have done."
Ji Qingwu had nothing to hide. The "grudge" between her and Prince Yong was accumulated on the dragon boat that night, and the emperor also knew about it.
She said frankly: "I gave Princess Yong a prescription for that medicine."
Emperor Wu Su raised his eyes and asked, "Which prescription? Please explain it clearly."
For some reason, Ji Qingwu felt a little embarrassed to speak in front of the emperor. Her cheeks blushed slightly as she carefully considered her words.
"That's right, the kind of prescription that will make Prince Yong be a eunuch for the rest of his life."
For a man, this could be considered torture. When Emperor Wu Su heard the report earlier, he was also surprised that she would do this.
The dark environment makes the spacious Handan Pavilion seem cramped.
Ji Qingwu, who was waiting for his fate, was so nervous that he could hear his own heartbeat.
Emperor Wu Su said: "What hatred do you have with Prince Yong that would require such means? Although Minghong intended to get close to you, he did not take any substantial action."
Ji Qingwu explained: "Your Majesty knows that Prince Yong has bad intentions towards me. If anything really happened, it would be too late. I am just taking precautions."
"Acting recklessly and bringing greater disaster upon yourself, is this your way of preventing disasters from happening?"
There was a hint of reproach in Emperor Wu Su's words.
Ji Qingwu could remain indifferent to other people's questioning and scolding, but her heart was overwhelmed when his words just contained a hint of criticism.
She opened her lips again, her expression showing stubbornness, no longer the delicate and submissive look as before.
"What does your majesty mean? Just because Prince Yong is a royal family member, he didn't really bully me that night, so I should just swallow my anger and keep quiet?"
The voice was questioning, as if he wanted to pour out the grievances in his heart.
Emperor Wu Su looked into her eyes filled with resentment and said slowly, "I have already punished Ming Hong and ordered him to be put in the golden juice prison as a warning."
While supervising the execution, Prince Yong was frightened to the point of fainting, and he had to recuperate for a while before he recovered.
Ji Qingwu looked at him stubbornly, not giving in at all.
"But that was what His Majesty did. I have to do something with my own strength. I can't just sit there and wait for death. What if someone else is like Ji Changyan and realizes Prince Yong's feelings for me and sends me to Prince Yong's bed? What should I do?"
Emperor Wu Su put down his teacup, stared at her, and said in a deep voice: "There are many unknown dangers, and there are more that you cannot predict. But since you have taken action, I would like to hear why you think you can get away with it."
Ji Qingwu thought for a moment, smiled calmly, and said, "It depends on luck."
The word "luck" she mentioned made the emperor sneer.
"You won't survive long in the palace relying on luck alone."
Ji Qingwu saw the sarcastic smile on his lips and said firmly: "I have never thought of retreating. I just act according to my heart. Besides, this matter has been resolved today and I have not been punished. Why should I tie myself up in this matter?"
Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it anymore, Emperor Wu Su's eyes were gloomy, and his tone was filled with unquestionable majesty.
"You haven't thought about retreating. You are so brave that you dare to attack Prince Yong because you don't take Prince Yong seriously at all!"
Her body trembled involuntarily, as if she had been struck by the words.
His words were like a barrage of arrows, merciless.
"Moreover, you are not afraid of the punishment from the Queen Mother, the head of the harem. What's the reason? Is it because you are the granddaughter of the Qiao family, or because you are the Queen Mother's niece?"
Ji Qingwu looked at him in a daze.
Emperor Wu Su said coldly: "Neither."
His eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, as if they could pierce straight into her heart and touch the hidden corners of her heart.
"Prince Yong and the Queen Mother are of noble status, and you cannot afford to offend them. And you are not someone who is not afraid of death. So, why do you act so boldly and without considering the consequences? What is the real reason behind this? What are you so sure of in your heart?"
Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered. She wanted to open her mouth to refute, but her lips seemed to be glued together and she couldn't open them at all.
Did she have such thoughts hidden in her heart?
What is she so sure of?
Ji Qingwu's heart was trembling, and she gradually realized that what she was sure of was actually...
Someone will save her from danger like every time before.
Who is that person...
Across the table, the aura of Emperor Wu Su pounced over with fangs and claws, carrying with it a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.
Ji Qingwu's legs began to weaken, and a feeling of weakness quietly spread.
She pressed her hands on the table to support herself, her fingertips losing color from the strain.
Emperor Wu Su saw that she was struggling, so he sighed, restrained his strong aura, poured her a cup of tea and placed it next to her.
He gave in first and said, "This tea is made from lotus flowers that have not yet budded. Drink the tea first to warm yourself up. I won't mention this matter anymore."
But Ji Qingwu stared at the clear yellow tea, speechless.
The museum was silent for a moment, with only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the lotus leaves coming from outside the window.
After an unknown amount of time, the cup of tea had already cooled down completely, and Ji Qingwu finally came to his senses.
She immediately looked up across the table and saw that Emperor Wu Su was still sitting there and had not left.
My heart is pounding.
Her eyes were fixed on him, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.
Seeing this, Emperor Wu Su said slowly: "It's no wonder you don't take Prince Yong seriously."
Originally, he said this with a stern face.
Just at this moment, Ji Qingwu's black eyes turned flexibly, and his cunning little expression was very vivid.
Without words, he knew what she was thinking.
She even dared to force herself on him, an emperor, so a mere Prince Yong would naturally be no problem for her.
Emperor Wu Su couldn't help but let a smile appear on his lips.
Seeing that his expression had relaxed, Ji Qingwu pursed her lips gently, her lips becoming a lot redder, and her voice was as low as a whisper.
"His Majesty."
Emperor Wu Su raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for rescuing me today." Ji Qingwu paused for a moment, then added, "Not just today."
He said with a dissatisfied look: "What I want to hear is not thanks."
Ji Qingwu knew clearly what he wanted.
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