Chapter 161: Bone-breaking and stomach-entering, still not satisfied

Chapter 161: Bone-breaking and stomach-entering, still not satisfied

No one spoke in the hall for a long time. The smell of ambergris lingered at her nose, and the tall figure stood in front of her without moving.

But Ji Qingwu was still kneeling.

Her knees really hurt, and she felt a little regretful. Why didn't she get up when the emperor asked her to do so? Now she was in a difficult situation.

Beads of sweat oozed out of Ji Qingwu's forehead. She raised her eyes quietly and saw Emperor Wu Su staring at her face.

She immediately turned her face away and stiffened her neck, not wanting him to look at her.

Ji Qingwu remembered clearly that after she entered the hall, the first time he saw her, his face was gloomy, without a trace of joy on his face.

Emperor Wu Su condescended to squat down, knelt on one knee, and pinched her chin.

"If you don't want me to see it, who do you want to see it?"

His eyes swept deeply over every soft inch of her face.

Ji Qingwu felt a strange feeling. Just being stared at by him made his skin feel numb, prickly and itchy.

She lowered her dark eyelashes, still looking somewhat stubborn, and refused to look at him.

The chin pinched by his fingertips was slightly painful; the translucent skin where his eyes passed was flushed with red, revealing the delicate look of the little girl.

If Ji Qingwu looked over at this moment, he would be frightened by his expression.

Because the other person's eyes were filled with explicit lust, as if he wanted to tear her bones apart and eat her, but he still wouldn't be satisfied.

Today, it’s also a coincidence.

Ji Qingwu had just finished his disguise when he ran into Wei Ting who had returned secretly. The two met at the entrance of the Qinzheng Hall.

In the eyes of the emperor in the palace, it was like two old lovers meeting each other, gazing at each other tenderly from a distance of several feet.

Ji Qingwu also took the initiative to bow. His light and agile figure seemed as if he was about to pounce in front of someone if there were no outsiders present in the palace.

When it was his turn, he knelt down reluctantly.

No matter how warm Emperor Wu Su's heart was, it turned cold.

He lifted her face and supported her chin with his palm so that he could examine her face carefully. His long fingers stroked her soft earlobe and traced the shape of her ear.

"They say people who are easily influenced are obedient and sensible. Why aren't you like that?"

The emperor also believes this?

Ji Qingwu opened her eyelashes, and when she met his gaze, she immediately dodged away.

The movements of his hands were extremely gentle, as if she was the most precious treasure in his palm, but that expression... was full of desire to destroy.

There is an intention to cherish it, but also to restrict it everywhere.

Ji Qingwu's heart was filled with alarm.

This kind of danger made her want to stay away from it, but it was also tempting.

The pain in her knees still reminded her that she couldn't be like a moth that flies into a flame and burn herself for a moment of pleasure. In the end, she was exploited by the Queen Mother and others and imprisoned in the palace. This was not the result she wanted.

Emperor Wu Su saw her watery eyes moving and sparkling, and wondered what she was thinking.

He lowered his eyes, retracting the dark emotions he had just released, until they could no longer be seen.

He said, "You refused to show your true face to me before, so why are you willing to do so today and come to the Qinzheng Palace on your own initiative?"

Ji Qingwu's heart skipped a beat.

Did he notice my little thoughts?

Emperor Wu Su lowered his eyes, his fingers still moving wantonly on her neck: "It is said that women dress up to please themselves, why are you doing this today?"

What is she for?

Ji Qingwu listened to his own pounding heartbeat and began to understand what was in his mind.

She was here for this moment.

Everyone has bad habits, and she is no exception.

She didn't want to provoke him, but he used powerful means to expand his territory and stay in her heart.

Why is it that she always has to be upset by him? This is unfair.

She also wanted to see the almighty emperor lose control and fall for her, and wanted to see clearly how much he loved her.

But when Ji Qingwu met Concubine Wei today, she calmed down completely. She knew that the more entanglements there were between her and the emperor, the more likely she would be the one to fall into the abyss.

This huge Phoenix Palace has many secrets that she cannot see through, and the person in front of her is someone she cannot understand or control.

No matter how stupid Ji Qingwu was, he could not ask for a true heart from the emperor who owned the country and had three thousand concubines in his harem.

She had to find a way to hide her feelings.

Ji Qingwu said: "Your Majesty, I am doing this for myself, not for anyone else, to please myself."

After getting her answer that it was not for another man, Emperor Wu Su's expression became less tense.

He stretched out his arm and put it around her back, and with his other hand he lifted her knees and lifted her up horizontally.

Ji Qingwu exclaimed slightly: "Your Majesty, please put me down. I can walk by myself."

Hearing this, Emperor Wu Su suddenly loosened his arms around her back. Ji Qingwu felt her body falling and quickly reached out to hook her hands around his shoulders.

When she steadied herself, she found herself hanging on him.

"Leave by yourself?"

Ji Qingwu:......

"Li Yuzong." Emperor Wu Su's expression finally returned to its usual indifferent state.

A small gap was opened inside the hall from the door.

The chief steward with the blue feather came in stealthily, carefully observing the situation in the hall.

"The old slave is here."

"Come on in."

Hearing that the emperor's voice did not show anger, Li Yuzong immediately slipped in.

When he saw the emperor holding Ji Qingwu and striding towards the inner room, his wrinkled face relaxed and he moved forward with a smile.

I admired in my heart that it was indeed Miss Ji who could handle such a big scene that frightened countless people.

"Go get the Jade Glory Cream."

Emperor Wu Su held Ji Qingwu in his arms and walked towards the right side of the hall, where there was a soft couch.

Li Yuzong was stunned.

Yurong Paste is a miraculous medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. How could His Majesty punish even Miss Ji? !

Emperor Wu Su looked at him coldly: "What are you standing there for? Go quickly."

Ji Qingwu also glared at him, her bright eyes full of indignation. If it weren't for them, she wouldn't have endured such suffering. This eunuch Li ignored her wishes at the palace door and even pushed her.

Li Yuzong nodded guiltily and trotted out to get the ointment.

Ji Qingwu had not yet retracted her eyes, which she thought were very fierce, when Emperor Wu Su caught a glimpse of her expression.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Awu hasn't told you yet, why are you here to see me?"

Ji Qingwu had more or less figured out the emperor's temper, so he couldn't say anything on behalf of the palace maids serving in the Qinzheng Hall at this time.

She sat on the edge of the couch, her crescent-white skirt hanging over the gold bricks.

She thought of something and said, "When I entered the palace, I met Princess Qingyun. Her Highness said that she wanted to attend her wedding ceremony. Huh?!"

Ji Qingwu's voice trembled at the end. She stared at the emperor's hand and asked in surprise, "Your Majesty?"

He suddenly lifted her skirt.

"You say yours."

Emperor Wu Su sat next to her and rolled up her skirt to her waist, revealing the off-white jacquard silk trousers underneath.

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