Chapter 141 How can you point a sword at your wife?
Ji Qingwu tilted his head and changed his words.
"I think your Majesty is very busy and must have more important things to do. I don't want to take up too much of your Majesty's time."
These words were so generous and sensible, but he would rather she acted on her own will.
Emperor Wu Su looked at her deeply.
He said, "I will give you some more time, but it won't be too long this time."
His eyes swept across her face as if it were real, and he issued an ultimatum.
This time, Ji Qingwu did not avoid the question, but looked back into his eyes boldly and nodded calmly, "I understand."
But what I thought in my mind was that if I could delay it for a day, it would be a day.
"I hope you really understand."
He left this sentence and strode away.
*
Late at night, the Qinzheng Hall was still brightly lit, as bright as day.
Emperor Wu Su returned to the palace and continued to review memorials.
After most of the memorials had received the imperial seal, he put down his pen and relaxed, but his eyes never left the large rosewood desk beneath him.
He didn't know what he was thinking.
The candle flame made a crackling sound, and Li Yuzong stood quietly at the door of the hall with a tired look on his face.
Emperor Wu Su was in good spirits, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.
He didn't have to think about it deliberately, a certain picture suddenly popped into his mind.
It was during the day, Ji Qingwu curled up under another desk, looking delicate and pitiful.
Vivid scenes flashed through his mind.
He was not a sensual person, but as long as he touched her body, or even got close to her, he couldn't help wanting to touch her more and couldn't help wanting to sink into it.
Thinking back to the first time, in the northern army camp, in his big tent, how she had sat on him with her waist slender...
Emperor Wu Su breathed heavily and picked up the strong tea at hand, forcing himself to suppress the wild thoughts in his mind.
He had little patience left, but no matter how urgent the situation was, he had to endure it.
If he just wanted to get her body, he wouldn't have to go through all this trouble. He had plenty of ways to make her commit herself to him.
But as with the art of war, attacking the heart is better than attacking the city; psychological warfare is better than physical warfare.
From the beginning to the end, he was aiming at that heart that was as bright as glass, clear inside and out.
In the past few days, Ji Qingwu's little brain has been working at high speed, and his behavior when interacting with him has also changed a lot.
Too much is as bad as too little. Although she seems gentle and docile, if she is really pushed into a corner, she will bite you without any mercy.
Emperor Wu Su pinched his brows.
A long sigh was heard in the hall.
Hearing the sound, Li Yuzong, who was so sleepy that he could hardly stand, quickly perked up and came in to pour tea and water for the emperor.
Emperor Wu Su said something in a calm voice.
Li Yuzong's eyes lit up, and he was about to praise the emperor for his wisdom with a playful smile, but when he remembered that the emperor said his smile was ugly, he held it back and said yes respectfully.
*
The same night.
Princess Huachang finally caught up with the military carriage heading to the northern border.
However, Yuchi Lianping's marching speed could not be caught up with by an ordinary carriage.
Because they had to catch up, the carriage was moving at an almost crazy speed. Princess Huachang got carsick on the road and vomited several times, almost vomiting bile.
She had never suffered such suffering before and she was extremely depressed.
The army's carriages and horses were resting near the post station.
Suddenly, a carriage stopped in front of Yuchi Lianping. He squinted and took a look. The decoration of the carriage seemed to have come from Lin'an. He thought that he missed Huachang too much and felt that the carriage was somewhat similar to the eldest princess's.
Because they were in such a hurry, the exquisite silks on all sides of the carriage were splashed with mud, and the windows inlaid with gold and gems were also covered with dust.
It's so dirty, how can it be like that!
Yuchi Lianping said in a bad mood: "Don't stop here, hurry up and leave."
The carriage did not move at all and remained parked in front of him.
"I am speaking, don't you understand?"
The curtain of the carriage moved. The coachman was yelled at by the sullen-faced general and looked frightened, but he did not move.
Yuchi Lianping strode over, stepped onto the carriage, lifted the curtain, and glanced across the interior. Looking at the intricate furnishings, he knew it was a woman's carriage.
But there was no candle in the car, so the woman’s face could not be seen clearly.
Suddenly, the woman moved, unsheathed the sword in her hand, and headed straight for his throat.
Yuchi Lianping was neither startled nor afraid. The sword had no chance to get close to him. He nimbly dodged sideways and chopped her arm, causing the woman's sword to fall to the ground.
Then, he cursed: "Damn it, there are still people who dare to assassinate me!"
Hearing his words, all the soldiers drew their weapons and surrounded the carriage.
He grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the car with great force.
The woman's face was revealed under the bright moonlight, which even dimmed the moon's brightness by three points.
In front of the soldiers, the extremely brave general froze and was stunned.
The beautiful lady slapped Yuchi Lianping hard.
The slap made a crisp sound, which was very clear in the night.
The soldier, who had never seen Princess Huachang before, rushed over and said angrily, "Who are you? How dare you hit the general! You are so brave!"
Yuchi Lianping came back to his senses and kicked him, angrily saying, "Get lost, you have no right to speak!"
Princess Huachang touched her arm, which was still in pain from the blow she had received from him, and said to the coachman, "Give me the sword."
After hearing her words, the driver didn't need to do anything. Yuchi Lianping ran to pick up the snow sword on the ground for her. He also considerately wiped the dust off the sword with his sleeve before handing it to her.
His eyes were startlingly bright.
Princess Huachang took the sword, turned her wrist, and placed the snow sword across his neck.
"You bold assassin! Release our general!"
"Who are you? Are you trying to kill yourself?"
Several loyal soldiers had drawn their swords and were about to surround them.
Yuchi Lianping stared at the eldest princess's face in the moonlight, which was more elegant and refined than that of a fairy.
He swallowed, turned his head and shouted at them.
"This is my wife! Get away from me!"
The soldier didn't believe it: "How can he point a sword at his wife just when they meet..."
Yuchi Lianping said: "This is a hobby, you little brat don't know shit about it."
Seeing that he still had time to talk, Princess Huachang endured the pain in her arm and put the tip of the sword to his neck.
Yuchi Lianping, however, tilted his neck in cooperation and said with a happy face, "I'm so glad you can come."
It was as if she was not trying to kill him, but was flirting with him.
Princess Huachang looked at him and said coldly: "I came here because you really deserve to die!"
Yuchi Lianping knew he was in the wrong and did not argue. He just smiled foolishly at the princess who looked like a fairy under the moon.
In front of so many people, Princess Huachang blushed at his silly smile.
Not wanting to be watched like a monkey show, she angrily retracted her sword and ordered impatiently, "Come in!"
Princess Huachang returned to the carriage first, and Yuchi Lianping looked around proudly at the dumbfounded soldiers.
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